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ohdearlingwhathappened · 4 months

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Hiiiii! I read your cozy Starscream comfort fic on Ao3 and have followed you here :3

You mentioned being open to writing prompt requests; if this one strikes your fancy, I have one for you!

Prompt:

Something comforting about a Human!Reader who lately feels overlooked because they are inclined to be quiet in a group, and their shyness means they don't speak up or assert themselves unless something is really, really important. They listen far more than they speak. And even when they do speak up in a group... it's like no one hears them often times, and they get talked over.

Starscream, Soundwave, Optimus, or Mirage, if either of those four 'bots stir your muse?

Ahhh! Thank you for your request, and I’m sorry for the wait. I haven’t had the opportunity to write for Soundwave, OP, or Mirage so I’ll do blurbs for all four, but you mentioned Screamer is one of your favorites, so I made his a little longer! I hope you enjoy!

Soundwave (G1) WC: 608

The Decepticon site of operations is lively in the face of the most recent win against the Autobots, meaning high grade is being passed around like no one’s business. As the resident human, on site to assist the Decepticons with tasks that only small hands can manage- even smaller than the minis and the cassettes can manage. Only problem is- with how tiny and squishy you are, it is important that the cons watch their step- a task they frequently forget to do, even the Leader of the Decepticons himself, who made the declaration.

With the high grade flowing and inhibitions lowering, the pedes around you hold no caution, making it obvious your… friends(?) have forgotten your existence… again. Having had enough of nearly becoming a smear on the floor, you make your way to the side of the room and press yourself to the wall as you scooch your way to the doorway. As soon as you make your escape from the room, you slam into someone’s shin and fall back on your rear.

“Inquiry: Why are you distressed?”

Looking up, the one and only Soundwave looking down at you with his helm tilted, a reminder that you’re so small and often forgotten surges through you and forces your eyes to well up with tears. It was such an odd feeling, crying at the pedes of one of the high command officers, who you can only imagine is staring blankly at you through his visor. Instead of waiting for any answer, the mech lifts you with his thumb and index digit and carries you away from the scene. It’s hard to keep track of where he’s taking you, your blurred vision keeping you from mapping his walking patterns.

After a few moments, your tears have slowed enough for you to wipe them away, just in time to see Soundwave briefly stop before a door and have him open it with a couple of buttons on the wall. Walking in, you notice Frenzy and Rumble in a halfhearted argument, Lazerbeak perched on the edge of the rather large berth, and Ravage curled up in the middle who, upon hearing Soundwave’s return, lifts his head to regard him. The Commander approaches his berth, Ravage moving temporarily before curling up in his master’s lap, once he made sure you were comfortable. Rumble and Frenzy grinning, their previous conversation dropped at the prospect of a recharge of a new entertainment source, run and climb their way onto the berth on either side of Soundwave, and on his shoulder, Lazerbeak finds his new perch.

“Ooo, is the human going to tell us about human stuff?” Frenzy’s grin doesn’t waver as he leans in toward you. Normally, the cassettes are much too wrapped up in either infighting or Soundwave’s orders, so they don’t really talk to you much, unless you’re needed for something.

“They will speak if they want. Or they can recharge.” Soundwave, as per usual, speaks plainly- it would be easy to misunderstand his tone for uncaring curtness, if you didn’t know him and the care for his cassettes better.

Rumble and Frenzy both look to you, hopeful, and even Ravage, with his head in your lap, looks up to you in mild interest. It was a nice change of pace in comparison to the giants who would often forget you were even there. It briefly occurred to you to thank Soundwave later for not only helping you get away from the so-called party, but giving you some well-needed attention. You smile gently to the cons looking to you and clear your throat,

“Um… well, what would you like to know?”

Optimus (TFP) Gender-neutral reader WC: 692

“I’m not sure if that’ll work, Ratchet.” Arcee peeks around the medic’s frame, looking at the plans for intercepting a possible shipment of energon the Decepticons were planning on transporting, if their movement patterns indicated anything. You look at the computer from your spot on the raised platform, trying to make sense of the plan Ratchet had input.

“Maybe if-” You spoke up, albeit softly, trying to find a compromise, though you’re promptly cut off by the previously mentioned mech.

“And I’m not sure when I asked for your opinion, Arcee. Shouldn’t you be looking over your ward?” Ratchet snaps back, tired and obviously agitated by the state of the Autobot’s own energon storage.

“Ratchet, that seems a little-” You try again.

“I’m just saying. It’s not like you’re on the field much- there are better ways to plan an interception of Decepticon forces.” The blue and pink femme argues, tensions rising as her optical ridges furrow and a servo finds its way to her hip.

“Don’t forget who-”

You don’t stay around long enough to hear whatever snide comment the older bot was going to spit at Arcee, tired of feeling ignored and make your way down the hall, wanting to be anywhere other than the main silo of the base. Passing by Optimus, you don’t say anything, not wanting the feeling of anyone else not acknowledging your existence to sting you yet again today.

“My friend, you seem disheartened.” Optimus’ deep voice reverberates through the hall, less of a question and more of a statement, not giving you the chance to pretend you didn’t hear him. You turn around and grant him a half smile, before it drops and you avert your gaze.

“Oh, it’s nothing to worry about, Optimus. You might want to lend Ratchet and Arcee a servo- they’re caught up in a bit of a feud about the next mission.” Tapering off at the end, Optimus briefly glances towards the main part of the Autobot headquarters, where he can faintly hear the aforementioned pair squabbling about details he would hear about and consider later.

“Those two have been fighting this war for many stellar cycles and will come to a solution. For now, I believe I have something much more pressing to focus on.” Taking a knee, the leader of the Autobots holds down a servo for you to step onto. Once you have taken a seat and braced yourself against one of his digits, Optimus stands and holds you close to his chassis for further stability and begins walking back to his habsuite. “You do not have to tell me what is troubling you, but you are free to do so.”

It takes you a moment- you feel silly singing your woes to someone who has been fighting in a civil war for longer than you can conceive, but the feelings simply bubble up, “I feel small… smaller than I am, I mean. I can’t imagine the stress and exhaustion everyone faces from fighting for so long, but it feels like no one sees me. And if they do, they can’t bring themselves to care.” You curl up in Optimus’ hand and take a shaky breath through your welling tears, “I must sound so selfish- you all have so much more important things to do than worry about the feelings of some human.”

“One of our human friends.” Optimus chimes in, drawing your eyes away from boring holes into your knees to his optics, “It is true that we are anxious for the end of this war, but know this, you are our friend, and we care so deeply for you. You matter just as much as any other autobot, Cybertronian or human. I can assure you, I am not the only one who holds this belief.”

Before you say anything, the mech stops in front of his door, punching in his code and sitting you on a desk that must have been built for his size and he sits himself on his berth. He gives you a rare, gentle smile that fills so many with hope.

“Would you like to tell me about your day?”

Mirage (ROTB) Gender-neutral reader WC: 533

“Woah, woah, woah! What’s got you down in the dumps?” Mirage looks through your apartment window, forcing a yelp from your throat. You leap up from your bed and rush to the window, motioning for him to get down.

“What are you doing?! Get down before someone sees you!”

It’s pitch black out, wherever the street light doesn’t touch, but you still worry about the possibility of Mirage being seen, like he was when you met him as he was standing outside of Noah’s apartment- which then basically sucked you into this crazy adventure of saving the world from other space robots. You had stayed behind with Bumblebee to watch over him until a sudden surge in the energon brought him back, so you unfortunately missed all of the action of the final battle.

“Nice try, but no avoiding the question. Besides, no one’s walkin’ around at like… 2:50 am.” Despite his counter, Mirage lets go of the fires escape’s railing, his new frame rattling and resulting in a resounding thud and more than a couple of cracks in the pavement below. One of his servos comes into view for you to jump on, “Come on, small fry, I wanna go for a ride while the streets are as empty as they’ll get.”

“Why not get Noah to go with you? He too busy?” Your questioning would lead the bot to believe you wouldn’t be joining him for a spin, if he didn’t feel you carefully climb aboard. He lowers you to his eye level and shoots you one of his contagious smiles.

“Naaah. I felt like a you and me kind of night. I want to hear about what you’re up to, now that I’m not locked up in that garage anymore.” For further emphasis, he stretches his arms out wide and groans in relief. It had been a few months since Peru, and while you had visited Mirage while Noah had been fixing him up, it definitely wasn’t the same as him being out and in his element.

He doesn’t wait for any further response and transforms, quickly making his way down the road, no particular destination in mind, knowing him. The city passes you by quickly, Mirage not giving a second thought to any speed limit signs he sees, remembering he considers them suggestions, not law. Snapping you out of your thoughts, Mirage clears his throat, “Well? The tread on my tires isn’t getting any thicker- what’s my favorite human been up to?”

“Your favorite, huh?” Whether or not he really meant it, the thought brings a smile to your face.

“Well, duh. I got out of that garage, and the first thing I did was come see you, so spill the oil- gimme drama.”

“...You won’t believe what Elena told me happened at the museum the other day-”

The rest of the evening was spent driving the backroads outside of the city, telling Mirage anything and everything. Mirage listens aptly, responding when needed, and takes pleasure in knowing he’s distracted you from whatever was dragging you down. You’re part of his home team, and he’s not just going to stand by while you fall victim to your thoughts.

Starscream (TFP) Gender-neutral WC:1431

“Starscream! I have something to-” Running towards the seeker, his back plate remains facing you as he keeps his focus on Megatron. He normally turns to you, happy to see what his little human has to tell him. Your smile faltering after recognizing he has no plans to turn toward you, “Starscream? Are you ok?”

Megatron glances briefly towards you, but doesn’t say anything to neither you nor his second in command, likely due to the fact that they were waiting for Soundwave to return with more information before choosing any action, so your presence isn’t much of an interruption. Trying to hold onto the hope he just has yet to hear or notice you, you give his heel strut a tap, remembering how he had once told you he keeps special attention to that area for you. You furrow your brow at the confirmation of him ignoring you, your voice lowering in volume, “Starscream, what’s going on?”

“Starscream, I suggest you see to your… pet, before it becomes too much of a distraction.” Megatron growls at him, not bothering to glance back down at you.

“Of course, Lord Megatron. It was just leaving.” He still didn’t look down to you, keeping his optics glued to his leader.

It?

Without further ado, you quickly leave the room, not having any desire to stay where you are not wanted. Storming down the hall, you aren’t sure where you’re heading, but the plan was getting out, even if just for a few hours. There was no leaving the Decepticons- especially not with everything you’ve overheard, been told, and seen- you’d be hunted down in less than a day.

“Woah-ho-ho! Where are you headed off to?” Breakdown, despite standing to the side to allow you to pass without the possibility of disaster occurring. The blue mech and his partner have been a nice comfort and support system ever since Starscream first brought you onto The Nemesis, often shielding you from Megatron’s ire when Starscream wasn’t around.

“I’m finding a way off this ship, since I’ve obviously worn out my novelty.” You sniffle, refusing to shed a tear over someone you thought cared about you.

“...How about I take you to the lab, so you can tell Knockout and me about what happened.” Breakdown smiled down at you, letting it grow when you nod and allow him to lift you up and onto his shoulder. And before long, you were sitting in front of Knockout and Breakdown explaining what happened on the bridge.

“-and then he goes, ‘it was just leaving’. He called me an it.” Whispering, you were sitting on one of the medical tables while both mechs lean against a parallel table. You fiddle with the hem of your shirt, finally looking up to gauge their reactions. There stood Knockout with his mouth slightly agape, and Breakdown’s frown was deeply set in his faceplate.

“That slimy, scrawny-”

“Now now, Breakdown. I think there’s a lesson we can teach our superior.” Knockout, being broken out of his aghast stupor, rested a servo on his partner’s shoulder and smirks. He returns his attention to you and raises an optical ridge, “How does that sound?”

“Depends on what you mean, I guess.”

“Well, I deduced that you likely ran from the room after you were disrespected, am I right?” As you nod, he continues, “Right, so the last time Starscream saw you, you were in quite the distressed state. My idea is to let him believe that you left and let the slagger squirm in a panic.”

“He won’t. He didn’t even look at me earlier. Why would he care now?” The hem that you’ve been playing with during this conversation now scrunched in your fingers, hating the thought you’ve been discarded with so little thought.

A digit lifts your chin, forcing you to face the medic and his assistant, who smile down at you, “Trust me, dear. Starscream will care, he’s just an aft.

* * * * * *

“Starscream, sir.” Breakdown hastily walks onto the bridge, mentally noting the lack of Megatron.

“Breakdown… what is it?” Starscream turns to face the destructive warrior, face obviously in no mood for foolishness.

“The human-”

“What’s happened?” Starscream’s optics widen, panic already setting in.

“They’re gone, sir.”

“What do you mean, they’re gone?! They are to remain on this ship at all times, unless they are accompanied by myself!” Starscream grabs Breakdown by the edge of his chassis plating and pulls him forward to better snarl in his face.

“They said something about being done with their stay here and made their way to one of the storage bays with the airlocks.” Breakdown shrugs, not showing any care for the mech who is beginning to dig his talons into his frame. Knockout wouldn’t be happy about his partner’s scratched paint and plating, but that would be a problem to deal with later.

“Why would you not stop them, you incompetent-” Starscream pauses, unlatching himself from the larger mech. His optics narrow and he sneers, “They haven’t left this ship, and I’m willing to bet my next share of energon that they’re in that lab. Get out of my way!”

Shoving his way past Breakdown, he passes through the doorway and changes to his alt mode to faster get to the doctor’s lab, Breakdown quickly following behind him. Reaching the lab in record time, Starscream slams his fisted servo into the doorframe as the metal door swishes open, revealing Knockout gently speaking with you about how everything is going to get worked out one way or the other.

“What is the meaning behind trying to fool me into believing my star has left this ship?!”

“I don’t know, screamer. Why do you make your star feel ignored and unwelcome?” Knockout stands to his full height and crosses his arms.

“Know your place, doctor.” His voice is low and holds promise for consequences, if your friend continues to display disrespect.

“I know my place, Starscream. Do you?”

“Why you-”

“Would you both stop it?!” You yell, startling everyone in the room. It isn’t common for you to raise your voice, always preferring to stand down, listen, and stay calm. But this was just all too much.

The room was quiet, everyone not knowing what quite to do next, all mechs looking between themselves, then turning their optics to you. Another moment passes and Starscream turns to Knockout, much more calmly than before, “Knockout, I would like some time alone with them… please.”

The flashy Decepticon makes sure you’re ok before taking his leave, with Breakdown close behind.

“My star-”

“I’m not your anything. I am not some object or a pet, as Megatron so quaintly put it.” You snip, putting on the show of having no desire to hear what he has to say, despite wanting nothing more for him to give you a good reason for his behavior earlier and for him to apologize. “And you didn’t- … you - do I really matter so little to you?”

“Of course not. My star, you are the most important being in my life. But it is becoming increasingly difficult as Megatron’s fury and impatience grows. He anticipates my betrayal at every turn and has, on more than one occasion, threatened your life because of this.” Starscream gently scoops your figure up and presses his derma to the crown of your head, “I am sorry I have hurt you in my attempts to protect you, but I cannot fathom surviving this torturous world without you. Please… forgive me, my brightest star.”

“You’re such an idiot, Starlight.” You bring your arms up to cling to his face plate and lightly cry into his chin. You didn’t expect the weight that was lifted off your shoulders at his confession, but you were so grateful for the fact that it was just Starscream making a foolish decision.

“I would have to agree with you in this instance.” Starscream’s small, airy chuckle blows past your hair, and he presses yet another kiss to your forehead. “Will you forgive me, my dear?”

“I’ll forgive you just this once, but don’t ever make such a decision without telling me again.”

“You have my word. Now, why were you so excited earlier?”

“Well I…”

You spent the next few cycles regaling him about what the vehicons were up to and how silly Steve was behaving, knowing their idea wasn’t going to work. You love being able to talk to Starscream, knowing you were one of the only people he would give his full attention to. You love your mech. Your silly, silly mech.

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coulsonlives · 2 years

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PSA: CAT MEDICAL BILL SCAM

Please signal boost this if possible to inform your followers about these scams.

Earlier today, I got a message from the account nicole-loves-king, where they asked me to signal boost a post because their cat needed medical help. Here's the ask:

(And you can see the post in question here)

I looked at this post and was immediately put off because they were asking for people to send things through 'friends and family', which if you aren't aware, is a very insecure way to send someone funds using paypal, because you don't have the protections you would get if you used 'goods and services'. So scammers can make off w your money really easily.

I looked at their blog and scrolled down to the end, and I realized their blog was made today! And, all their posts (there weren't many posts to begin with lol) were of trending topics. I noted puss in boots, and welcome to nightvale among others. This is probably how they found me, because I reblogged some of that stuff recently.

Here's the time stamp from their oldest post (notice it says the time, not the date, which means the post was from today):

In their ask, they also tell you to answer privately. Hm, that seems sus. Why would someone not want you to publish a request for help?

So I have a policy where I don't signal boost posts from brand new blogs because, yknow, they could be scams. I posted this, and the scam account blocked me. They also blocked my friend when they replied to their ask and said their blog looked suspicious. I did some more digging, and I found a comment from someone that confirmed my suspicions:

This is in fact a scam!

@nicstonka is almost identical to the above account (nicole-loves-king). Look at the avatar, the pictures, and the paypal address, both accounts even have 'nic' (as in 'nicole') in the name. The only thing that is extremely different is the name of the cat! Yet both blogs also have the name of the cat in their url ('king' and 'tonka'). That should also be a red flag, because usually someone isn't gonna have the name of their pet in their url, only a few posts, and a signal boost for that exact (fake) pet.

Here's a side by side:

Looks at those paypal accounts: nbrunelle519, and nbrunelle391. Nope definitely not a scam /s

And the cat pictures side by side:

Tumblr's "scam" tag is actually full of these reports now, which you can see here. Or if there's nothing there anymore, click here and here for images.

And links to some older PSAs about other cat scams: 1 2 3

So if you see any blogs like this, where all they have is trending posts, it seems like they've copied and pasted an ask to you, or if they're asking you to send things via friends and family, vet them so so so carefully, because chances are you're walking into a scam. Don't just repost things without carefully checking! If you aren't in a position to check carefully, better safe than sorry: don't repost it! Don't let these scams spread.

Pro tip: If a blog is dash only, so you can't view their archive to see when their first post was made, and you're on desktop, you can just open the blog in its dashboard view, then click 'end' on your keyboard over and over until all their posts are loaded. Usually if it's a spam blog, you'll only need to click 'end' 5-6 times, sometimes a bit more, since they only post just enough times to give the appearance they're active, then there's absolutely nothing after that.

If you want more proof someone is a scammer, you can look at the currency they use their post (or the currency shown in the vet bill), then hover over the paypal link and inspect the part of the url that says 'country.x=AA'. The 'AA' is the abbreviation for the country your money is going to! If that country doesn't match the country of the currency shown in the post, it's a scam! Example: someone's post says '$' for USD/CAD dollars, but the country in their paypal link is 'PH', which stands for Philippines, where they use Philippine pesos, not dollars!

Also keep in mind that these are not bots! There is a real person behind these accounts. They have replied to people who wanted to confirm they were real, but their intentions are still to scam you, they just know it looks better if they reply.

Stay safe!!

Edit:

Updating this post to announce the scammer's made more blogs, and they're probably gonna keep doing it! Here's the list so far. This isn't up to date btw, go to @scamarchive and check their pinned post for the most recent detected blogs

turncoatrune, starlightdisc, xxmy, wxnt, eeyore-pg, coatedpeanbean, starrypanelstars, panelstars, scyllostyle, the-nonbinary-witch, aash-aash, leechness, ash-aahs, commandobutch, lovely-pages, pagefive-to-six, reconnecteed, five-and-fourty, stepsapphic, farmer-butch0, health-pages, turnersapphic, lxve, march-pls-be-good, emberful, imse7en, kassidymaygemz, kassidymaydream, dreamingkassidy, kasdream, live-march, confusedskulll, march-lives, criticaltuesday, quicksilvah, wrldy, quicksilveey, the-stucked-pan, flurrbum, o345, nxce, thls, hokkairi, sykdykee, furrtasticbu, bumfurry, supsense, wickdart, the90sbest

Keep in mind you may not receive an ask like the above ones. You may get something simpler like this, instead:

Most of these are cats, but there's been dogs and even people too.

If you wanna get even more info on all these accounts, there's an archive of this scammer's pinned posts and asks here, so you can see at a glance how similar they all are. You can also see a comprehensive list of scammer red flags specifically for tumblr here!

And lastly, you can report the scams using 'report something else' > 'unlawful uses or content' > 'phishing'

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herejusttosufferalong · 3 months

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Fully disagree with the anon on a body language from Luke

You can't control of look up and down Stare. It's the way people subconsciously experience sexual desire. He did a lot of them during the tour. As well as looking at her lips.

Another non-friendly stuff I noticed

Him closing his eyes even before she reached his forehead, almost like he was waiting for the touch and imagined it

Him always trying to look at her reaction FIRST before all people after he said something funny or did something right

His reactions when another male actor is around her or when she's mentioning smn else. Interview with L Thompson on the sofa, where he kinda tried to drag his arm around the couch, again subconsciously， when they were talking, and Nic was playful with L T. The way he got Lt nervous and fidgety when she was talking about Gosling, e.t.c

Him being unable to hold her stare for a long time during the photoshoots and red carpets, getting red cheeks and looking away and breaking eye contact

Him observing her and getting more attentive for the answers, where she says about qualities, she's looking for in a partner or tell things about relationships

Him accepting some very intimate touches, not feeling the need to stop her(neck scratches，abandonment touch, circling his hand with the thumb, squeezing his upper tight(not friendly), squeezing his hand and upper and, brushing cream from his lips). For a person with gf is indeed a lot, considering his behavior with Jade before. The way he tries to touch her accidentally sometimes, when he gets his chance. Although mind you he's not a hugger and touchy-feely. Noticed in some interviews that he brushes his fingers along her and looks for the touch subconsciously.

Actively engaging in flirting, teasing and making innuendos as jokes with sexual subcontext.For the person with the gf if it Pr or not, it's a lot.

So, I feel like he might not realize it, but he indeed has feelings, and they're not platonic

Thank you anon.

This is pretty much everything I wanted to respond with but didn't have the gas to do so, love it lol

I'm so far behind on asks already... Have patience with me guys.

BUT I will add this....

The man has the biggest praise kink and N feeds it constantly...

#she knows what he likes #just my opinions btw

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preet-01 · 5 months

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K — Detective/Criminal for @witchywitchy19

It was a demotion. Lewis was absolutely sure of it.

How else would he go from undercover stings busting drug rings and mobs to investigating stolen art that he was 90 percent sure the museum was “losing” for the insurance claims? Though there were the benefits of being able to actually spend time with his husband now that he wasn’t always undercover for his job.

“It makes no sense, Seb,” Lewis groans as he rants about the latest developments in his case. The latest development being that there were no developments and Lewis was absolutely losing his mind having to deal with the museum’s art director — Nico Rosberg, a former friendship that had turned sour sometime during their college days.

He’d been able to avoid interactions with Nico and his petty remarks for so long, but with this case he had to deal with Nico everyday.

“Maybe take a step back and talk through the facts,” Sebastian advises. It’s a strategy Lewis knows that Seb loves to use with his patients. “What was stolen?”

“A rare Rembrandt painting that Nico so kindly has emphasized the importance of in every meeting we’ve had,” Lewis replies, cuddling closer to Seb.

“Anything else?” Seb inquires.

“Not according to the museum. Jenson is doing an audit with some of the museum guys to make sure nothing else was stolen,” Lewis says. To the naked eye, only the Rembrandt was missing. But the concern was that a reproduction had been hanging in the gallery as the actual painting was undergoing regularly scheduled maintenance inspections. So it was in the museum archive with a bunch of other stuff that wasn’t on display.

“Signs of breaking and entering?”

“That’s the thing, nothing is out of order. The cameras all worked with the exception of two — one that has been broken for the past three weeks and the one situated above the painting. The locks weren’t tampered with. And the reproduction wasn’t touched at all in the glass case. The thief knew to check the archive.” Lewis rants.

“Huh,” Seb says.

“Huh? What are you thinking of?” Lewis inquires.

“Well, you said the reproduction was hanging, right?” Seb asks as Lewis nods. “The only people who would know a reproduction is hanging in the museum while the original would be the museum staff, right?”

“They would know how to avoid the cameras, which ones worked, which one to tamper. They would have access to the building,” Lewis rambles off as pieces fall into place. There’s still more work to do, but things are starting to make sense and it’s a lead.

_______

“You’re late,” Mark says, “what took so long?”

“My husband was taken off of undercover and moved to robberies,” Sebastian answers with a sigh as he pulls out the Rembrandt that had driven Lewis crazy a month ago. “The Rembrandt robbery was his first case since that move. It requires caution when the detective trying to catch you is sleeping in your bed,” Sebastian adds.

“Considering you and the painting are here, I assume he didn’t crack the case,” Mark states as his guy checks the painting’s authenticity.

“He put away the museum’s art director,” Sebastian reveals.

“What did the art director do?” Mark’s guy — some pale twenty some year old with brown hair and an Australian accent just like Mark 1- asks.

“Nothing recently,” he answers, “years ago? Well that’s a different matter.”

“It’s a Rembrandt,” Mark’s guy tells them.

After making sure the wire transfer goes through, Sebastian returns home. A weight had been lifted from Lewis’ shoulders ever since the Rembrandt case had been closed which meant that Lewis could actually enjoy not being on the undercover unit.

And tonight was date night where he’s sure Lewis will bring up the idea of adopting. The Rembrandt money will help pay for a bigger home and the cost of raising a child. Not that Lewis would know it’s Rembrandt money, no as far as Lewis knew, Seb had a rich distant uncle in Germany that left his money to Seb.

He hadn’t intended for the blame to fall on Nico, but two birds one stone, gift horse, and all of that. The ghost of Nico and their college years couldn’t haunt them with the man locked away in a prison three hours away.

#sewis #ask game #detective/criminal #art thief Seb #detective Lewis

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rrcenic · 7 months

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hey about those hazbin requests

lucifer maybe? his design looks neat

THE ABSOLUTE PATHETIC MALEWIFE!!! he needs a big strong man <33 thank you so much for the request :3

#nic answers #nics stuff #twinknightmare #my art #hazbin hotel #hazbin #hazbin hotel fanart #hazbin fanart #lucifer morningstar #lucifer hazbin hotel #lucifer morningstar hazbin hotel #lucifer fanart #lucifer morningstar fanart #lucifer hazbin hotel fanart

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black-arcana · 14 days

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HALESTORM's LZZY HALE Hopes To 'Wrap Up' New Album In December: 'I'm Ready For It To Be Done"

In a new interview with "The Morning After With Nic & Big J" on the 100.3 The X Rocks radio station, HALESTORM frontwoman Lzzy Hale spoke about the progress of the recording sessions for the band's follow-up to 2022's "Back From The Dead" album. Lzzy said (as transcribed by BLABBERMOUTH.NET): "We'll be getting everything, like final wrap-ups are in the beginning of December. And so we'll be wrapping that up and then literally — we'll probably be pushing something out a little sooner than that, hopefully. But all best-laid plans, as you know. So I'm really excited. I'm ready for it to be done."

She continued: "It's been a really crazy whirlwind making it. We ended up going in with Dave Cobb, the producer. And it's something completely different than what we've ever had. We literally rolled in with all of our baggage, all of our songs, our riffs, the whole thing, and he's, like, 'No, we're not gonna do any of that. We're just gonna start.' And I'm, like, 'What? There's no plan? What's happening.' And it's kind of beautiful 'cause all of us are very ADHD, and we're locked together in this house in Savannah, Georgia, which, if you've ever been to Savannah, Georgia, there's no scene. It's a spooky historic town with a lot of Spanish moss. And we're locked — literally I'm saying locked, because we locked the doors — we're locked in this house full of every piece of equipment you could ever need. It's all set up. The board is there — everything — and we're all unsupervised. Which I can't tell you the last time that has happened making an album — probably since the first record, [when] we were all living in an apartment together. So, all of our inner children are screaming and we're all just getting into the sandbox and playing, 'Hey, I brought some LEGOs. You brought a rocket. Let's see if we can get it to space.' And so all of this stuff has really been coming together in such a weird and organic way, to the point that it's very much peeling back the onion of what is HALESTORM.

"My brother [HALESTORM drummer Arejay Hale] and I have had many moments while making this record where we look at each other and we're, like, 'This reminds me of when we were 14.' It's just wild," Lzzy added. "So, I'm very excited for everyone to hear it and I'm excited for it to be done. And so hopefully we wrap it up in December and get get it the hell out — out of my house. [Laughs]"

Elaborating on the songwriting process this time around and how it was different to some of HALESTORM's previous records, Lzzy said: "I think that the big lesson in the front of the race here that has been answered is that usually the weirdest ideas are the best. And sometimes it's the things that you don't think are very good that everyone collectively is, like, 'No, that's actually great.' And I think that that's been the beautiful thing is that the four of us, even though… I mean, my brother's 37 — he's the young gun, but we're all in our early forties — and we've been doing this a long time together. And so to have that kind of reconnection to who you are as people and as friends and really having that kind of come out in the music and it not be this kind of assembly line, like, 'Okay, Lzzy wrote 12 songs. We all really like 'em. Let's record 'em.' Or, 'Hey, we have this collection. And we have a month to be in the studio. Let's just go and bang it out.' We've really kind of taken the time to really let the music tell us what to do and honestly let our weird brains tell us what to do, because we're all terrible adults [laughs], and I think that we were never meant to be. So it's been nice to just kind of have the freedom to do whatever the hell we want and then worry about the consequences later. [Laughs]"

This past July, Arejay was asked by The VORTX Podcast with host Ethan Jackson about HALESTORM's decision to work with Cobb this time around. Arejay said: "It's always good for a band to, if you want your sound to evolve, bring in some fresh minds into it. And the cool thing about Dave is that he's a total hard rock and metalhead at heart. A lot of his most successful projects have been a lot of country, a lot of alternative — I mean, he's all over the spectrum — so when works with us, you can tell… There's a really great mutual respect between [us], 'cause we've been doing this long enough and he's been doing it for so long. We've been a huge fan of his as well, so there's a lot of mutual respect between the two of us, and you can feel it in the room."

Asked if he and his HALESTORM bandmates set a date for themselves for when they want to be done with a record, Arejay said: "It used to be a lot more stringent in the early days. 'Cause when you're trying to get the band off the ground, you really wanna kind of keep that momentum going. But our last couple of records have been a little bit more laid back, which is nice. It kind of gives it room to breathe. It gives us time to like really assess where we wanna go. And definitely COVID changed everything."

On the topic of whether the HALESTORM members do more work remotely now or if they still all get together in the studio and collaborate on ideas in one room, Arejay said: "Oh, it's so much more effective for us to be in the same room. I think it kind of forces you to just… I guess we work well under pressure, 'cause, going back to your last question… We definitely feel the pressure to get the album out at a certain time, but what really cranks up the pressure is the fact that we're leaving Nashville and going to Savannah for only a set period of time, 'cause Dave [only has certain] windows [of availability]. And it really forces us to just dig into your gut and just pull things out. And when we're all together in the room and Joe [Hottinger, HALESTORM guitarist] starts playing around with the riff and I start jamming with them, things just come out, things just happen. There's a magic there."

In June, Lzzy told Decker of the rock station Razor 94.7/104.7 (WZOR) that she and her HALESTORM bandmates initially "got a lot of pushback" from their team about the prospect of working with Cobb. She recalled: "We were saying, 'Oh, wouldn't it be cool to do a record with Dave Cobb? Because that would be something that nobody would really expect from us. And I bet you he would come up with some crazy ideas. Don't know the guy, but let's figure it out.' And everybody on our team was, like, 'No, no, he's too busy. That's not you. He's got this stuff going. He's got, like, nine Grammys with Chris Stapleton. That's not your scene.' And so we kept pushing back. We're, like, 'No, no, no. Just ask him. Just ask him. We can handle rejection, but just ask him.' And so finally, our A&R guy at our label is, like, 'Fine, I'll reach out. Whatever. Just stop bugging me.' And so he reached out, and then he called me, like, the next day. He's, like, 'Hey, I heard back from Dave Cobb. And guess what? Not only does he absolutely know who you are, but he's been wanting to make a record with you for, like, seven years. And he has a plan already of how he wants to do it.' And we're, like, 'What? This is sick.' So anyway, we went to go test the waters, and we go into the studio. And look, I write every day. When I die, there's gonna be so much that everyone has to sift through, just gibberish songs, all that. So I always have, like, a bank with me, like, 'Here's riffs, here's songs, here's subject titles, here's poetry.' And he was, like, 'No, no, no. We're not gonna do anything that you already have. Nothing.' I'm, like, 'Uh. What?' And he's, like, 'No, we're just gonna start.' Everyone's sitting in a circle and we're, like, gonna kumbaya. So everyone got an instrument, like, 'All right. So what are we feeling today?' I'm, like, 'Is this a therapy session?' And we ended up — it's crazy, 'cause then we'll like grab on to something 'cause of that pressure of, like, 'Well, I was thinking about this as this is happening.' 'Cool. Let's go there.' And so he has this amazing instincts that are very, like, you can't see it when you're in it. And then, as soon as we start like putting stuff together, we kind of zoom out and, like, 'Oh, wait a minute. This is so wild and awesome and exactly what we do.' So it's very strange. But we're all very free. And then the other thing is that while we're writing it, we're recording it at the same time. So these tracks are, like, us discovering the song for the first time as well as we're performing them. There are some things that we're performing them all at the same time. There's one track in particular that we completely forgot to put the click track on, and we did like three takes like that, and then we're, like, 'Oh, wait. We don't even have a click going.' Arejay said something, like, 'Were we supposed to have like a click track so we all are on time together?' And everyone's, like, 'We didn't even notice it was gone.' And so we did another take with the click. We're, like, 'No, we like that other one better.' So there's stuff like that. A lot of weird surprises. There's a lot of space. And we're really excited because we're not going country or anything like that, or Americana. This is such a new — it's got so much teeth, and it's so different than what we just did with 'Back From The Dead', but in this almost weightier, heavier way. And the lyrics are — I'm tackling subjects I've never tackled before because I'm having the freedom to do so. So I'm very excited."

HALESTORM and I PREVAIL recently embarked on summer 2024 co-headlining tour. Produced by Live Nation, the trek kicked off on July 9 in Raleigh and ran through August 17 in Las Vegas. HOLLYWOOD UNDEAD and FIT FOR A KING served as support. The tour was also the catalyst and the creative spark for HALESTORM and I PREVAIL's collaborative track "Can U See Me In The Dark?", which was released in June.

"Back From The Dead" has tallied over 100 million streams worldwide. Rolling Stone called the title track "a biting but cathartic howler about overcoming all obstacles," and that song as well as "The Steeple" marked their fifth and sixth number ones at rock radio, respectively. Associated Press said the album "will definitely be in the running for best hard rock/metal album of the year." Their previous album, "Vicious", earned the band their second Grammy nomination, for "Best Hard Rock Performance" for the song "Uncomfortable", the band's fourth #1 at rock radio, and led Loudwire to name HALESTORM "Rock Artist Of The Decade" in 2019.

Fronted by Lzzy with Arejay, guitarist Joe Hottinger and bass player Josh Smith, HALESTORM's music has earned multiple platinum and gold certifications from the RIAA, and the band has earned a reputation as a powerful live music force, headlining sold-out shows and topping festival bills around the world, and sharing the stage with icons including HEAVEN & HELL, Alice Cooper, Joan Jett and JUDAS PRIEST. Additionally, Lzzy was named the first female brand ambassador for Gibson and served as host of AXS TV's "A Year In Music".

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Not the person I think that anon is asking about regarding parasocial stuff, but I will say the one thing I see the most often people talk about is how there was mostly a reluctance to flat out answer the just friends question when they got asked. Which, I mean, really was all a matter of semantics, but I do remember thinking it was weird that they never had a really clear reality check moment there. I’m not saying they didn’t give the label elsewhere, but I know I watched something (not even sure what anymore because there was just so much content) where Nic didn’t actually directly answer the question and I thought “hmmm, that has to be deliberate from someone”

Listen to this ALL OF THIS and listen to the emphasis she puts on the word towards the end. LISTEN ACTUALLY LISTEN she has spoken sooo many times but the video is shortened or words taken out of context so LISTEN

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Hey can we have some modern hange sfw head cannons (and a lil nsfw also if your ok with that😏 )-📚

modern hange hcs sfw & nsfw!

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sfw:

♡ casual redditor like she’s one of the ppl who answers the questions in the forum

♡ definitely has been a tutor, not even for quick cash, but bcs she likes being helpful

im trying so hard not to laugh and say she’s one of the ppl to be like “erm that’s akshually not the right answer 🤓”

♡ she owns animals, not a dog or cat but like a reptile.

an iguana specifically, she’d give it a cute name like pip, that’s adorable ain’t it?

♡ she takes picture and stuff, very nice photos, her backup option was to be a photographer and travel around the world

♡ she was forced to play an instrument as a kid, so she can play both cello and viola!

♡ i think hange would actually be fun to hang around, regarding her ‘nerdy’ appearance

♡ she gets the party going and probably ends up getting the absolute drunkest and blacks out in a trash can…

♡ has a good amount of $$

♡ she’s a decent chef, i feel like since she’s smart she wouldn’t suck at cooking, unlike me…

♡ nic fiend… (im playing but at the same time im lowkey serious)

she’ll go 0-100 rq for her banana strawberry pen :3

♡ like i said she’s SUPER loud. she’s the type to take your insta photos and be like “YES! GIVE IT TO EM’ “NOT TOO MUCH NOW” and u end up asking someone else bcs it’s too much

♡ has an emotional attachment to a bunch of things she owns, that’s why she has a lot of things

♡ she likes to be updated on technology, she has two phones (one for the plug and one for the load 😈) the newest iphone and then some fancy samsung

♡ regarding some of this stuff she has morals and knows when to calm down and be chill

♡ likes loud music, like hard metal and rock and stuff. but she likes soft chill music too.

♡ she also just takes a bunch of pictures of everything, her friends, food, her pets, angel numbers, stuff like that

she appreciates the minor things

nsfw

★ chronic masturbator

maybe twice a week, three times if it’s a bad week

★ rides her pillow when she’s at home alone

★ like i said she’s a casual redditor… that’s where she watchers her prn

★ hange’s a soft dom

★ eats pussy to live

★ very loud in bed as well. moans groans whines whimpers

★ doesn’t shave often, she only shaves in the summer IF she’s going swimming and wearing something revealing. but she does trim maybe once a month.

★ c cup, they’re perky n’ soft

★ fat lips (O_O)

★ her nipples are brown along with her outer lips

★ squirter

★ this is crazy to say but her head game is UNMATCHED, i stand by this statement

(y’all remember that one keke palmer meme?)

★ sweet talks during sex

★ strap game unmatched as well ;)

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#umeswritin!~#📚anon!♡#aot #aot imagines #attack on titan #aot x reader #aot hcs #aot hange #aot smut #hange x reader #hange attack on titan #hange zoe #hange smut #hange zoë #hange x black reader #hange x reader smut #hange x you #hange snk

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Up In The Air Chapter 7

Kristanna Modern AU

Rated T

WC 2559

Summary: Tired of her nomad lifestyle, traveling nurse Anna Arendelle on a whim picks Pensacola Florida as her new town to try find a sense of home. Meanwhile, Navy Pilot Kristoff Bjorgman has accepted a dream position at the Naval station in the same town. After a chance encounter goes south, the two of them find their lives entwined, with neither of them all that happy about it!

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Thanks for picking me up, again,” Sven said as he hopped into the Jeep.

“No problem.”

“What do we have on the docket…wait, why are you wearing your khakis?” Sven gave Kristoff a full scan of his uniform.

“I have a meeting before practice.”

“With who?”

“Shashaty and Kesselring.”

“No fucking way! For what?”

Kristoff didn’t really know what to say to Sven. While he had his suspicions, Kristoff wasn’t given the full details of the meeting. He knew it had to do with the new pilot training at the base, but there was more to it to be meeting with both men. Kristoff answered nonchalantly, hoping Sven would drop it. “Just some stuff about the flight instruction program I’ve been helping with during the offseason.”

“That can’t be all.” Sven squinted his eyes and studied Kristoff. He was quiet for a minute before stating confidently, “I know what this is about. They’re looking to move you up.”

Kristoff scoffed at Sven’s words. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“That’s it. I know it.” Sven sat back in his seat, crossing his arms.

“It’s just a meeting.”

Sven instantly leaned forward and turned to face Kristoff. “The head of the base doesn’t want to just talk to you about the program. They have their eye on you. Just tell me I’m right. Come on, you know.”

“I don’t know anything. “

“Blink twice for yes. Kris, please. You know I won’t say anything.”

Kristoff shook his head. “I don’t even have enough years in for board review to move to Commander.”

Sven held his finger out. “One, you will next year. And two, your work on the flight instructions makes total sense to help you move up. So, there you have it. Done deal.”

The thought had crossed Kristoff’s mind, but he had been trying to ignore that. His year in Pensacola had brought up an urge to stay longer and he wasn’t really sure how to handle these new desires. But flight instruction was a means to possibly stay, and Kristoff had thrown himself into the program, finding ways to improve it. He found the work more enjoyable than he thought he would. Assisting on the program could give Kristoff an advantage to being re-assigned at Pensacola. Throw in a commander rank and he might have a shot when his time in the Blues was over to at least stay a few more years. But he didn’t want to have that conversation with Sven on the drive to work and needed to change the subject.

“You know what I think?”

“What?”

“That you should spend less time worrying about me and more about focusing on yourself and getting moved up to LT. commander. I’m sure the pay jump will help especially now for you and Nic.”

Sven was sitting back again in his seat. He turned away to look out the window, letting out a deep breath. “I know. I slacked and you were right to push me like you did even if I didn’t appreciate it before. But you know I recommitted to it. I’ve been working my ass off like you’ve been on me to, and I got the highest marks after my last deployment.”

Kristoff smiled at that. He felt guilty pushing Sven as much as he did over the years. Sven wasn’t behind in his promotions as far as the Navy viewed it, but Kristoff knew the potential Sven had and how he could be farther ahead in his career. It didn’t help that Sven sometimes compared himself to Kristoff and perceived he was lacking. It was quite the opposite. Sven had proved himself by applying to the Blue Angels. Kristoff had no influence if he would make it or not. Sven stood in front of the sixteen officers that interview day and everyday leading up to that and was accepted into the team on his own merit. A pilot was only accepted by a unanimous vote. Sometimes it would take long hours into the night to get everyone to approve a pilot. Sven was voted in within ten minutes of the discussion starting. Kristoff couldn’t wait to tell Sven that fact next year when it was Sven’s turn to take part in the voting.

If anything, Kristoff felt Sven had a healthier view of his career and more importantly what was outside of it. Sven had a wife, a family, things that Kristoff never thought he’d get to experience. The idea almost felt foreign to him now. Kristoff had pushed that yearning down so far for so many years that he almost believed that he didn’t want that anymore.

“Keep grinding it out and you’ll be in good shape to move up at the next boards.”

Sven grinned. “I hope so. It would be the best news to tell Nikki.”

“Speaking of Nic, how’s she doing?”

The smile was back on Sven’s face. “Better. She hasn’t been feeling as sick lately, thank goodness. She’s set up with a good doctor now and I’m starting to be able to breathe again. I’m glad you’re here with me. I know we told you early, but I needed someone I could trust to talk to. You’ve been a lifesaver.”

“Any time. I hate to ask this, but are you set for when we leave for El Centro? That’s going to be a long stretch with you gone.”

Sven nodded. “We’re going to tell Boss’s wife and a few others about the pregnancy so Nikki will have a support system while I’m gone. She’s starting to make some other friends too outside of the Blue’s family. You know Nikki. She’s strong. She’ll be good.”

“And how about you?” Kristoff asked, glancing at Sven from the side of his eyes.

“Don’t worry. I’m good. Focused. I’ll huddle up in our cocoon out in the desert and be 100 percent in. I’ve been away from her before. I can manage a couple months.”

Kristoff nodded. He needed Sven’s head in the game when they went to winter training. And while he trusted Sven, he was still going to have to keep an extra eye on him.

Sven managed to stay quiet for a few minutes. Then if on cue, he started up again. “So, are you working on the instruction program for any other reason?”

“You know that’s where I want to focus on after this is over.”

“And?”

So much for not talking about it. Kristoff silently swore at Sven. It was like the man had radar to focus in on exactly any topic he’d rather avoid. “…and it’s been nice being home. I wouldn’t mind if I happened to get stationed here as an instructor. I have zero say where the Navy sends me.”

“But a nudge from the base commander wouldn’t hurt when the time comes. I get it.” Kristoff was a little surprised Sven didn’t push more. Instead, he sat there in contemplation for a moment before shifting the conversation. “I’d give anything to be assigned to the states after this,”

“Really?”

“I just want to be done with all the long deployments. I know you do too no matter what you say. We aren’t supposed to live for months on end on the carriers anymore. That’s for the younger guys. We’ve been living like this since we were what? 22, 23? It’s time for us to come on the carriers for shorter stints and patrol domestically.”

“You almost sound like you don’t want to fly anymore.”

“Hell yeah I want to fly.” The look on Sven’s face was pure indignancy. “I want to every day! But you know the optimal age for a dog fight.”

“30.”

“Well, we have started that downhill trajectory my friend. And going out on patrol to hunt for subs is for the newbies anyway. That’s not our role anymore. We should be working on projects and training and going out and leading squadrons when there is a conflict, and you know it.”

“I’m not arguing with you.”

“Sorry bud. I just get myself worked up sometimes thinking about what’s best for my family.”

Hearing Sven talk about his family sent a knot in Kristoff’s stomach. So many things were changing, and it was the first time in a long time that Kristoff wasn’t 100 percent sure where the next step in his life would take him. He reminded himself that the next two seasons were devoted to the Blue Angels. Talk about next positions and assignments were distractions he shouldn’t be fixating on. He’d cross that bridge when this run was over.

They made it to the base. Kristoff pulled into his parking spot and went inside.

Kristoff stopped before heading to his office. “Remember not a word.”

“Roger. I’m going to go over the flight map of El Centro before our briefing. Anything else you want me to look at?”

“The inverted to inverted roll. I want to work on that today when we’re up.”

“Got it. Good luck,” Sven said before saluting Kristoff and heading over to his desk and parting ways with Kristoff.

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“So how did it go?”

Sven was sitting across from Kristoff in his office, tossing a baseball in the air. They had just finished the team debrief and were going over some of the solo flight details for the next day.

“It was…fine.”

“What was Boss’s and Shashaty’s feedback?”

Before Kristoff could say anything, there was swift knock on the door. Kristoff looked up. “Come in.”

An ensign came saluted and handed Kristoff a folder. He already knew what this was for and quickly opened it and signed his name. Kristoff handed the folder back and dismissed the junior officer.

“What was that?”

Kristoff looked up and saw Sven eyeing him. For a half second, he thought about reprimanding Sven for stepping out of line and asking about the file. But they were in private, and Kristoff allowed a more informal environment when it was just the two of them. There wasn’t anything classified in the file anyway and Sven was bound to find out sooner than later.

“Re-evaluation orders for a group of flight trainees.”

Sven raised an eyebrow. “You ordered that?”

“Sure did.”

“So that’s how it went today,” Sven said with a knowing look. “Masters is going to be pissed you are questioning his team’s flight evaluations and recommendations.”

“I’d be surprised if he wasn’t. And I’m not questioning them. I’m questioning the process. They are passing up on some top tier candidates for the fighter jet pipeline.”

“Good luck with that one.” Sven let out a whistle and shook his head.

Kristoff started pulling out his bag and checked his watch for the time. “You got a ride home? I’m going to the hospital as soon as I get changed back into my Khakis.”

“All set.” The grin was back on Sven’s face. Kristoff knew instantly where this conversation was headed. He didn’t like it one bit. “So, are you going to see the red head today? What’s her name again?”

Kristoff’s eyes narrowed as he glared at Sven. “Anna. Why are you bringing her up?”

“Just getting ahead of you before you start complaining about her. Do you actually get anything done in these meetings or do you just fight with her all the time?”

“I don’t fight with her. She fights with me and I correct her.”

“Right. Cause you never rub people the wrong way. Are you sure you can’t smooth things over with her. Apologize and move-“

Kristoff cut Sven off. “I don’t have anything to apologize for.”

“Doubtful. But think about it. Maybe you two could get on a better standing.”

Kristoff leaned forward, putting both hands on his desk to get his head lower and more in line to where Sven was sitting. He stared directly into Sven’s eye to emphasize his point. “She called me a liar and said she didn’t have any respect for me. I know exactly where I stand with her. And I’m just fine with that.”

“She really gets under your skin doesn’t she? I think I could like her.” Sven started laughing to himself. “Man, I wish I could remember what she looked like from the bar.”

Kristoff stood back up. “And I wish you would stop bringing that up.”

“Hey, great idea. Take me with you next time. I’m dying to see this war between the two of you play out in live action.”

Sven was laughing again. Kristoff picked up his bag. “Absolutely not,” he barked before walking out and leaving Sven as fast as he could.

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“Why are you always so late!”

Anna chastised herself looking at the time on her phone again. She knew she was running late, but she really wanted to get changed out of her scrubs before leaving the hospital. The drive took longer than she thought and she wasn’t that familiar with downtown Pensacola. Between finding parking and walking in the wrong direction twice, she was running over fifteen minutes late.

“Oh, that’s cute!” Anna slowed for a second to admire a dress in a boutique’s window before catching herself and walking again at a brisk pace. “Focus!” She made a mental note to come back to this area soon.

She made it to the restaurant and found the hand waving to her across the room. Anna quickly dodged around the tables to get to her seat.

“I am so sorry I’m late!”

“Oh, my goodness do not worry about it. I’ve been living on this bread. It’s so good. I’m on my second basket.”

“Nicole!”

“What? The baby’s hungry.”

Both women burst into a fit of giggles. Anna looked over at her new friend. She was so happy they hit it off. From that first day they met when Nicole came in alone to her appointment, they had become fast friends. Anna was the nurse that day and stayed with Nicole her whole appointment after finding out Nicole’s husband had just been deployed out of state and would be gone for several months. They cliqued immediately and Anna was grateful for this new friendship.

“I saw some baby shops on my walk here, we should check them out some day.” Anna hesitated. “Unless you rather go with your husband.”

Nicole waived her off. “Are you kidding me? Sven does not need to go baby clothes shopping with me. I’m terrified of what he’d pick out. I’d rather go with you.”

Anna smiled at that. “So, what is the countdown at?”

“Three weeks. Right before we find out if it’s a boy or girl.”

“I’m so glad he’ll be back for that.”

Nicole nodded. “Me too. And I can’t wait for you to meet Sven. You’re going to love him. We’ll have you over when he gets back, maybe with a few other friends.”

Anna squinted her eyes at Nicole. “You mean Navy guys, don’t you?”

“And their significant others…at least some of them. Relax Anna. I promise we only know the good ones. I’ve already vetted any of the single ones.”

“Why don’t I trust you?”

Nicole purposely ignored Anna. “It’s set. I’ll get a date when he’s back and we’ll have some people over. It will be fun.”

“I don’t have a choice in this do I?”

Nicole grinned over at Anna. “Absolutely not.”

#up in the air #Kristanna #Edin what did you write #frozen #up in the air chapter 7 #frozen 2 #I meant to have this out earlier but I had to travel for work and I forgot my laptop #tw: pregnancy

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