#if you pay me 50 bucks an hour I’ll shut up and you can start your emails with FUCK YOU if you want

[lactose-intolerant-piano]

VOICE PEOPLE RE SO RUDE ALL THE VOICE AND INSTEUMWNTAL AND CONDUCTING PEOPLE SHOULD BE REQUIRED TO TAKE A CLASS ON *HOW TO PROFESSIONALLY TALK TO A PIANIST*

[meltwonu]

| 🍒 CH-CH-CHERRY BOMB! 🍒 |     [CHAPTER 2]

pairing; dom!seungcheol x camgirl!reader

this chapter’s notes; cam show, masturbation, dirty talk, sir!kink, tiny jealous!seungcheol. Wow! Thank you all so much for your interest in Cherry Bomb and our very favorite simp! LMAO 😆 And thank you all for being so patient! I know one week drags on when ur waiting for content so thank you so so so so so much for your patience! 🥰🍒 also, some new characters in this, am sorry if ur not a fan but the rest of svt r also simps in this so we had to expand a bit 🤪 HAHAHA HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEUNGCHEOL!!!

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It’s 10:05AM when Seungcheol makes it to work, tossing his things in his employee locker before pocketing his phone and heading out to the floor for the day.

He’d gotten approximately 3 hours of sleep and the giddiness was still eating him up when he greets Jeongguk; the tall male that works at the concession stand at the roller rink.

“Hey Seungcheol-hyung! Whoa, you look like you didn’t get any sleep, what happened to you?” The two share a laugh; Seungcheol ruffling his own hair as he sighs. “I couldn’t sleep last night, I was just too… Uh, excited about w-work…” He stutters out, Jeongguk’s eyebrow raised almost immediately at the blatant lie.

“Hyung, we’ve been working here for months. No offense, but nobody gets excited about coming here. Yoongi-hyung is hiding in the restroom as we speak.” Jeongguk deadpans, eyes rolling as he passes Seungcheol a water bottle. “Did you get laid?”

Not really, but kinda? But no, Seungcheol thinks.

“Nah, I just, I got a new PC game and I stayed up all night playing. You know how it is!” Jeongguk nods in understanding.

Seungcheol checks his phone for the umpteenth time since he’d woken up and you still hadn’t texted him. Not that he entirely expected to be woken up to a text message from you, but he perhaps had dreamt of it; waking up and scrambling to find the device while he shook the sleep from his eyes.

Sighing, he pockets the device, swiping the water bottle off of the countertop before he shoots Jeongguk a fixed stare. “When does Namjoon-hyung get back from his vacation?” Namjoon was one of the managers who’d gone on an extended vacation recently which left Seungcheol picking up extra shifts. 

On normal occasions, he would’ve politely declined but seeing as it meant extra cash, he practically begged to take them.

“Mmm, dunno. Maybe like a week?” Seungcheol mentally cheers; that meant one more week of extra pay even if he dragged his tired body home every night. He would finally be able to buy you that Sybian that he’d been saving up for. You never asked for one but Seungcheol liked to spoil you and quite frankly, he wanted to see you fall apart on it while you thought of him.

“Cool, well, I’ll be disinfecting the rollerskates. Tell Yoongi-hyung to come help me if he ever emerges from the restroom.”

“You got it, hyung!”

In the time between leaving Jeongguk at the concession stand and the fourth pair of skates he’s disinfected, a party of ten show up at the roller rink; loud and obnoxious as they set their things everywhere. He sighs, knowing exactly that he would be the one to clean up the mess afterwards.

Seungcheol watches the gaggle of teens fumble all over the rink, a sigh on his lips as he sanitizes another pair of skates. He contemplated every single day if it was worth working at the old and usually empty rollerskating rink, but he had to admit, it paid obscenely well. Nobody wanted to work there so his boss basically paid him double his old wage; silent screams running through his head as soon as he realized that meant he can afford to spoil you with more gifts. That had been hard when he was working at the diner down the street.

“Hey ‘Cheol, some kid broke the wheels off of his rental skates. D’you think you can go handle it?” Yoongi drawls, eyes glued to his phone as he waits for Seungcheol’s reply.

Goddamnit.

“Sure, let me just finish cleaning these.”

Yoongi nods, walking off. Seungcheol sets the old pair of skates down, dusting off his work pants as he stands up. He feels his phone vibrate in the pocket, fishing it out to check what it is.

[cherry_clouds has gone live!]

His vision goes red; pupils shaking when he sees it. You never went live this early in the day. He can feel his throat going dry, panicked screaming in his head when he realizes his break isn’t for another hour and a half and your shows usually lasted at least 45 minutes on a short day. But Seungcheol can’t miss this; not after the two of you had spoken last night.

Seungcheol’s teeth clench as he glances around the loud room, seeing his co-workers on the floor. He just needed to catch your show for at least 15 minutes and he swore he’d be fine.

“Fuck them kids.” He mutters under his breath, beelining for the employee restroom.

Seungcheol says a thankful prayer, locking the door behind him as he sits on the countertop. Just a few minutes; 20 tops. He lowers the volume so nobody can hear your voice except for him.

tangerine_kwan: whoa, a morning show?

alphagyu97: for once, i’m glad i wake up early

xcaliburDK: honestly, same

You giggle on screen, wiping the sleepiness from your eyes as you stretch out on your bedsheets. Seungcheol smiles appreciatively; you’d slept in the cute sheer lavender babydoll he’d sent you when you first hit 5k subs. “I know… it’s really rare, huh? I woke up and I felt so needy… I was so wet when I woke up…” He watches with bated breath as you tease yourself, running your hands from your torso down between your legs.

artist8hao: oh? what’s on your mind, doll?

universe_WZ: what did i miss

“I was just thinkin’, y’know? I couldn’t sleep last night after I finished all the important stuff I had to do~ ‘n you didn’t miss anything yet~” You tease, fingertips pressing into your soaking panties as you moan.

dom.cheol: i couldn’t sleep either… too busy thinkin’ about you ;)

Seungcheol feels the adrenaline pulsing through his veins, checking how much time has passed since he holed up in the restroom.

dom.cheol has donated $50

therealchan99 has donated $25

therealchan99: all the insomniacs are probably cryin rn

sleepy_wonu: speak for yourself, i’m deadass in the middle of my forensics lab with headphones on and the screen dimmed to hell

“Oho~ Is our sleepy_wonu trying to be a forensics scientist?” You giggle, biting your lip cutely as you stare into the camera lens.

sleepy_wonu: ya, maybe i can buy you gifts if i ever start getting paid big bucks

Seungcheol’s eyes narrow at the comments, jealousy bubbling up at one of your other regulars. He typically tried to keep his jealousy in check, knowing that just because he showered you with gifts didn’t mean the two of you were exclusive or that you owed him anything. And he especially knew you always liked to engage with your viewers and ask them about themselves.

“Hmm~ Our dom.cheol seems quiet this morning~ Everything okay, sir?” Seungcheol feels the arousal pouring over his body and he tries to will it away;  after all, he still needed to get back to work once you were done.

dom.cheol: everything’s ok, sweetheart. you’re very cute in the morning

Your eyes pierce the camera and Seungcheol can momentarily feel his breath stop; fingertips clutching his phone for dear life.

“Mmm, I went to sleep last night dreamin’ of nice and strong hands pinning me down to my bed ‘n fuckin me into the sheets…” You pause, slipping the sheer babydoll over your head which left you only in your lace panties. “And there was a really really really dominating voice making me cum and tellin’ me to take all of his cock and oh~ god, it’s like I could feel it!” You finish, slipping your soaking panties off before you spread your legs wide for the camera.

You don’t waste any time, plunging two fingers deep into your pussy as you keen, toes curling against the sheets as you start fucking yourself.

“Ngh, fu--fuck, ‘n they made me cum over and, hah, o-over, fucking my pussy ‘n my ass… ‘n then cumming down my throat… Mmh and I still wanted more even when they filled me up with so much cum~”

Seungcheol’s throat is drier than a desert, almost dropping his phone as he listens to you. There was absolutely no way you weren’t talking about him.

tangerine_kwan: holy shit

dom.cheol: what else, baby

You curl your fingers, barely able to touch your g-spot and it makes you wonder for a second how well Seungcheol could finger you and how much of his cock you could take.

“A-ah, and--mmh, and I--I kept begging ‘Sir, p-please fuck me more!’ ‘n I felt so f-full… God, it felt so real~ I really needed to cum when I woke up so I turned on my cam~” You whine, thumb pressing down onto your clit. You hated to admit it but thinking of Seungcheol’s deep voice and obscenely handsome good looks was enough to make you cum once more before you even went to sleep and now even your subconscious seemed to crave the devilishly handsome male.

alphagyu97 has donated $75

dom.cheol has donated $250

artist8hao: those cute ‘lil fingers enough to satisfy your greedy pussy?

Mewling, you start rubbing circles on your clit, chasing the quickly growing urge to cum. The sound of donations flood your ears but all you can think of is Seungcheol’s deep voice groaning and growling into your ear. “No~ I want m-more but… but I came so much last night too! Maybe I am a ‘lil greedy, huh?” You tease, adding a third finger as you moan loudly. The stretch felt good; head imagining Seungcheol’s fingers as you fuck yourself faster.

dom.cheol: why don’t you cum? I can see you want to, sweetheart.

“Mmm, is it okay, sir? Can I cum already?” You ask shyly, batting your eyelashes at the camera as Seungcheol grits his teeth, cock throbbing in his work pants. He would definitely need to take care of this before he stepped back out onto the floor.

dom.cheol: cum, babygirl, you deserve it.

Your eyes snap shut right after you read Seungcheol’s comment, biting your lip as you race to your orgasm. The sound of your fingers fucking into your wet pussy and your moans are all Seungcheol can hear, pupils blown wide knowing you just came thinking about him, probably. Or so he hoped, at least.

You can feel your legs shaking, threatening to snap shut as your orgasm crests; the sound of rapid fire donations battering your ears as you cum hard on your own fingers. Choked sobs and cries are all you can muster, shapes dancing behind your eyelids the entire time the pleasure washes over you.

xcaliburDK: well goddamn, good morning to me

sleepy_wonu: fuck

universe_WZ: i… speechless

Seungcheol smiles smugly to himself, mentally patting himself on the back.

“Mm… ‘m so tired…” You murmur, slipping your wet fingers from inside your pussy as you moan at the emptiness. Seungcheol watches as you lick your fingers, cleaning them off before you lay on your side facing the camera.

universe_WZ: i think u deserve a nap

alphagyu97: yea, cuz holy shit fuck that was hot

therealchan99: god i love it when u dirty talk

j__min has donated $400

j__min: me too, dollface ;)

Confusion crosses Seungcheol’s face at the newcomer, blood draining from his body at how much they seemed to donate on the first go.

“Huh? Oh! Do we have a new regular?” You inquire, sleepiness lacing your voice. A nap was definitely needed after the last 24 hours of your life.

j__min: ur quite cute, might need to keep my eye on u princess ;)

dom.cheol has donated $450

That’ll show them, Seungcheol thinks. He didn’t often think of himself as competitive either, but goddamn, would he go the extra mile for you.

You giggle tiredly on camera and he can see the sleepiness in your eyes, watching with fondness as you answer a few more comments, yawning cutely as you stretch out on the bedsheets again. He mentally thanks you for not giving the newcomer any extra attention.

dom.cheol: take a nap, sweetheart.

Nodding, you yawn once more. “Okay, everyone~ I think I’m gonna take that nap you all seem to want me to take, hehe~ ‘n then I’ll probably wake up and get some food delivered ‘cause I’m still really tired after last night… But I just can’t help it, y’know? Sometimes I just wanna be fucked nice ‘n hard by a real cock~” Winking, you say your goodbyes, thanking them for their donations and support; blowing the camera a kiss before you end the stream.

Seungcheol lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, body slumping atop the counter. He had loads of questions now that you were off air. Firstly, were you thinking about him? Secondly, who the fuck was j__min?

Shaking the thoughts from his head, he checks the clock. 45 minutes. He groans. At least nobody had come looking for him.

Seungcheol places his phone down onto the counter, biting his lip and palming himself over his work pants before he thinks, screw it.

A satisfied groan spills from his lips as soon as he wraps a hand around his throbbing cock, not wasting another second before he starts a quick pace. He imagines your tight pussy and your face contorting in pleasure as he fucks you into your own bedsheets, thrusting up into his clenched fist as the images linger in his mind. Licking his lips, he thinks about your sweet moans as you beg him for more, stray tears slipping down your cheeks when you call him ‘sir’ through choked sobs.

And it doesn’t take long before Seungcheol is cumming, teeth biting into his bottom lip to keep his noises in as the euphoria washes over him.

He sighs, sated, as he slows down his strokes, thankful he didn’t get any cum on his work pants.

Seungcheol gives himself a second to catch his breath, shuffling off of the countertop to get cleaned up before he steps back out. He grimaces when he meets his own eyes in the dingy mirror; he’d just gotten off at work while you did an extremely rare morning show. Granted, it wasn’t the lowest he’d ever felt but definitely was a contender.

Shaking his head, he steps back out, the outdated pop music hitting his ears as soon as the roller rink comes back into view.

The gaggle of teens are still on the floor, Jeongguk looks unbothered and Yoongi sits by the skate rental booth; not a single one of them even noticing he was missing for the approximate hour he was in the restroom.

He really loved his job.

That night, Seungcheol trudges home more tired than he usually is.

You still hadn’t texted him, which was fine. But he had checked his phone every second he had free, zoning out when he saw no new notifications.

Seungcheol toes his shoes off once he crosses the threshold of his studio apartment, making his way to the sofa before he flops down onto it. He scrolls through a few apps, mindlessly reading a few things before his stomach growls.

“Guess I should eat…” He mumbles to himself, placing his phone onto his chest before he closes his eyes for a second. Sighing, he relaxes, almost falling asleep. It was generally really loud at work with the people and the music always blaring, so he liked to bask in the quietness whenever he had the chance to.

This time, however, the peace and quiet doesn’t last long when his phone vibrates on his chest, alerting him of a text message. He grabs his phone at lightning speed, eyes wide when he sees a text message from an unknown number. Quickly opening the notification, his pupils shake as he recognizes your typing style almost immediately.

Unknown Number: Cheollie~ ><;; ‘m sorry I didn’t text sooner… i was kinda shy… and i slept so much too hehe~ oops~ i hope i’m not bothering you? i didn’t know when it was a good time…

Seungcheol shakes his head at his phone, sitting up as the excitement blooms within him again. He take a moment to figure out the best response, typing and erasing the same sentence three times before he sends it.

‘Not at all, sweetheart. ;) How was your nap?’

[not-reagan]

milf: man i love forests

pairing: deforester boo seungkwan x frat boy mirror demon han jisung (side pairing reagan x rainbow)

genre: crack, strangers to friends to lovers, non-idol au

warnings: cursing, brief supernatural elements, i don’t know if this applies but all lcase, and i listened to christmas music and abba while writing this

word count: 2.7k

authors note: happy birthday @miyuuraiura !! i am so sorry about this monstrosity being your birthday gift but you asked for it so it's your fault entirely. i was gonna include some context on this story for those who are not rainbow and i but actually i don't think i will.

seungkwan did what he could to get by. he loved nature, he really did, but sometimes you have to make moral sacrifices to survive. he was a college kid strapped for cash, and when he saw a sign reading “GET RICH QUICK, INVEST IN DEFORESTATION” in the summer going into his freshmen year, he jumped at the opportunity. sure, he would have rather been a freelance singer, hired for bar-mitzvahs and children's parties, but that job market was flooded at the moment.

jisung, on the other hand, had no care for nature. actually, he didn't care for any human things, apart from “banging parties, booze, the boys™, and bitches”. he hated quite a bit about earth, the worst of all to him being college. as a demon, he had no reason to attend university, but after he was summoned in the bathroom of a frat house by the school’s power couple; rainbow and reagan, he felt obliged to follow the two around and keep them company.

for seungkwan, his main job rarely required in person work. he usually just chose plots of land to demolish, and sent plans to local managers. the only time he actually had to knock down any trees himself was during his summer break. he has a part time job of course, but it didn't provide him enough cash to survive. for someone with a job as a deforester, he truly did do what he could to save the environment. he joined his schools environmental club, becoming vice president his sophomore year because of his work with them. he kept his job a secret, not even telling his parents where the influx of cash was coming from. he kept a low profile and went through the motions of life. he didn't have much of a social life, with his small amount of friends being from the environmental club.

han jisung found joy in witnessing his professors and fellow students lose their minds over his lack of effort in class. he did the bare minimum and still passed with flying colors. most of all, it angered his seatmate in earth science, who happened to be none other than boo seungkwan. seungkwan was a hard worker in everything he did, particularly in school. he didn't get the best grades, but by no means was he the worst. averaging a steady B+, seungkwan spent most of his nights studying or working, rarely going to parties and enjoying himself only through one person karaoke rooms.

this fact upset jisung. he didn't know why, but seeing seungkwan so tired every day made him feel sad(? jisung wasn't sure what it made him feel. it was an emotion he had never experienced before. rainbow told him it meant he had a crush. to this he threw an empty soda can at them). not to mention seungkwan’s upsetting karaoke addiction, which he knew all about the danger of because of reagan, who spent most of her weekends drunk and singing. jisung didn’t know why he took such a liking to seungkwan. what he did know was that he was ecstatic to find that they would be paired together for a project. a project that required quite a bit of teamwork, and a lot of after school work sessions.

seungkwan liked to think that he didn’t hate anyone. he hated evil people, like hitler and stalin and jyp, but he didn’t really hate anyone besides the worst of the worst. that was until he experienced jisung. he wasn’t sure why jisung always talked to him when he was trying to take notes in class. he especially wasn’t sure why he was so excited to be partnered up together for the project that was worth 25% of their grade. seungkwan was less than happy to have to cooperate with jisung for an extended period of time, and he was not looking forward to letting him into his dorm room, or going anywhere near jisung’s frat house. seungkwan had no idea what he was pushed into.

they planned to meet at the cafe on campus at 5:00 pm after class. seungkwan was less than happy. jisung was thrilled. when jisung arrived seungkwan was sitting at a table drinking an americano and working on an english essay. he wasn't sure how to approach him, slowly walked closer before tapping on his shoulder. seungkwan jolted in his seat.

“jesus fuck jisung. you scared the crap out of me,” seungkwan gasped. jisung’s ears flushed as he brought his hand to the back if his neck.

“sorry,” he started, pausing for a second before starting again, “why don't we get started?”. he swung his bag down to the ground as he took a seat. seungkwan offered a small, non genuine smile before pulling out the project’s guidelines.

“let's try to finish this as quickly as possible. im pretty busy and don't have much time to fool around.” seungkwan said. jisung felt his heart drop. did seungkwan really think that little of him? granted, he always dozed off in class but he got his work done on time and in an orderly fashion. he felt his mind begin to wander. if seungkwan felt this way about him now, how would he feel when he found out that jisung was a demon. would seungkwan start to like him if he knew him better? jisung couldn't figure out why he cared so much about how seungkwan perceived him. he had never had an issue with others opinions of him before, so what made seungkwan so different? for some reason, jisung felt the need to connect with seungkwan. if not for himself, then at least to help him let loose.

after working silently on each of their portions of the projects for 3 hours, jisung finally spoke up. “do you want to maybe come to my party next month? well, it's not my party, it's for rainbow’s birthday. i know you're not one for social interaction but it would be cool to see you there. i’ll give you the details if-”

“i’d love to go,” seungkwan cut off jisung’s rambling. to be honest, he wasn't exactly sure what he was agreeing to, but he knew it would shut jisung up, and seungkwan valued his peace and quiet. part of him also just felt downright bad for the other. he seemed to be trying awfully hard to become friends with seungkwan, and he wouldn’t admit it, seungkwan had started to warm up to the boy. he really wasn’t as much of an issue as he had thought before, and was actually really respectful of seungkwan’s wishes. maybe i’ll give him a chance, seungkwan thought before going back to his work.

over the next month, jisung and seungkwan continued meeting to work on their project. seungkwan was less short with the other, and jisung was still red faced every time seungkwan decided to talk to him, which became quite frequently over the next few weeks. jisung was starting to realize that the feelings he had for seungkwan were not simply platonic, and that he didn’t just want to be friends with him. with the help of rainbow and reagan, he had come to the conclusion that he really, really liked seungkwan, and that he was going to do something about it. remembering that he had invited seungkwan to the party, he devised a plan to not only tell seungkwan about his whole “i’m actually a demon” thing, but also about his true feelings. it wouldn't be easy, but it was what he had to do.

a month later, seungkwan still wasn’t exactly sure why he had agreed to go to jisungs frat house at 9:00 pm on a saturday night. yet there he was, standing on the front porch of a large house, wondering if he should bite the bullet and walk in, or spare himself and leave right then. he didn't get a choice, however, as rainbow and reagan stepped out of the house giggling while clutching onto each other. both stopped in their tracks when they saw seungkwan. the couple and seungkwan stared at each other for a good minute before seungkwan shook himself from his trance.

“hey rainbow!” seungkwan started, “and reagan too. i know we aren’t super close, but jisung invited me and i thought i’d just drop by and wish you a happy birthday.” he passed her a birthday card filled with $50 bucks and then turned to leave. “i’ll leave you guys now. have a great birthday!” before seungkwan could get very far, however, rainbow grabbed him by the arm.

“hey, i’d love if you’d stay! at least go say hi to jisung. i’m sure he’d like to see you,” she said, silently making note to have jisung pay her back for being a great wingwoman.

“he’s probably hiding in the second floor bathroom. if you don't see him in there, just say his name three times in front of the mirror. he’ll appear.” reagan explained. seungkwan thought she was joking. how wrong he was.

following his entrance to the house, he had to refuse not one, not two, but three different people who were looking to give him bottles or cups of something which seungkwan presumed to be various types of alcohol. navigating through the house was difficult, reaching the stairs to the second floor only after running into numerous people borderline fucking on two large couches in the living room, a smoke circle taking place in what seungkwan assumed to be a dining room, and a very aggressive makeout session against a wall. once he finally reached the second floor, he had some difficulty finding the bathroom, accidentally walking in on reagan and rainbow, who had miraculously made it upstairs faster than he had.

“if you don’t stop shitting constantly i am going to break up with you! also, stop taking feet pics! it’s weird!” he heard rainbow shout.

“at least i can eat seafood! how does it make your head hurt? you’re the weakest link! that fucking seafood platter was delicious. and you know what, i’m glad i didn’t have to share it with you!” reagan responded. seungkwan quickly shut the door, not wanting to get involved in whatever drunken argument was going on there. after a bit more searching, he finally stumbled across the right room. knocking first to see if anyone was in there, he entered, and to his surprise, nobody was there. jisung was nowhere to be seen. seungkwan reviewed his options. he could a) leave the party, or b) continue to look around the packed house. but there was another option. he thought about it for a second.

“what's the harm in trying,” seungkwan thought out loud, before staring directly into the mirror.

“han jisung, han jisung, han jisung.”

nothing happened. that's what seungkwan thought, until a minute later the lights in the bathroom flickered off and the mirror began to glow. “what. the. fuck,” seungkwan managed to squeak out before falling backwards into the tub. first a leg emerged, then two arms, and finally the rest of jisung’s body.

“i feel like the genie in aladin every time i have to get into a fucking mirror,” jisung complained before seeing seungkwan toppled over. to that view, he jumped down off the counter and moved to help him up. seungkwan, aside from falling, seemed to be reacting well to the whole situation, at least in the sense that instead of freaking out he seemed to be in a state of shock. jisung took this as a good sign, and lifted the motionless body up onto the toilet seat.

“hey seungkwan, you there?” jisung waved his hand in front of seungkwan's face as he slowly came to his senses.

“what kind of twisted party trick was that?” seungkwan asked, pretty seriously. jisung just laughed.

“you summoned me from the mirror. i’m like a funny version of michael jackson except i'm a demon and not a man in the mirror.” jisung explained. seungkwan just stared. “are you ok kwan? do you want me to get you some water?”

“it was… kind of sick.” seungkwan stated. he didn't know why he wasn't scared. under any other circumstance like this one, he probably would have shit his pants. for some reason he felt comfortable around jisung. he felt warm. he felt seen. it was something he hadn't felt before. that's when he realized. he wondered why it took himself to long to figure it out. he never hated jisung. he just didn't know what to do with the fact that he made him feel special, and that he felt as though he belonged when they were together. it had hit him why he was so nervous the whole night, why he had wanted to make such a good impression, and why he was willing to embarrass himself by calling out jisungs name as opposed to just choosing to go home. it was because he loved him.

“can i tell you something?” both of the boys said at the same time. jisung giggled and seungkwan flushed red. **authors note! bonus starts here**

“you first,” seungkwan offered. he wasn't exactly sure he would be able to make it through a sentence without getting any redder than he already was.

jisung took this opportunity to finally get his true feelings out into the air, “i like you… uhh like, i like like you. i have since we first became seatmates. well, i think that's when i've liked you since. i knew whe-”

“you're rambling again,” seungkwan told him. jisung flushed a dark shade of pink. “it's a habit of yours. i think it's cute actually.” seungkwan wasn't sure where his sudden surge of confidence came from, but he was glad it came. he was standing up now, holding jisungs hands in his. jisungs heart was racing a mile a minute as he looked down at their intertwined hands and them back up, catching seungkwan looking directly at his lips. “can… can i kiss you?” seungkwan stuttered out. jisung couldn't find his words, so he opted to just nod.

when their lips connected, seungkwan could have sworn he heard fireworks. he did later find out that someone was setting off a firework in the back yard, but it was the thought that counted. their lips melted together perfectly, and seungkwan wondered why it took him so long to admit his feelings to himself. he could have been kissing jisung for a month before this.

once they finally parted, seungkwan spoke softly, “i like you too. i think that's pretty obvious now but just in case you didn't know.” jisung had the dumbest, most confused face on, and seungkwan had the brightest smile he'd ever had. seungkwan had rendered jisung speechless, for once in his life. not long after, they started kissing again, content with their emotions and their new relationship.

seungkwan was never one to believe that good things were permanent. he was overdramatic, stubborn, and hated interacting with people outside his small social circle. that was until han jisung came along. he was starting to think that maybe, just maybe, he could let someone else into his life.

jisung was a simple man. well, not a man, but he was simple nonetheless. he liked banging parties, booze, the boys™, and bitches. well maybe there was one more thing he liked. he knew for sure he liked boo seungkwan. maybe he loved him. maybe seungkwan even felt the same way.

-fin

**BONUS**

reagan and rainbow leaned up against the door to eavesdrop on their matchmaking work.

“holy shit!” reagan gasped.

“what is it?? tell me what happened. you're hogging up the door!” rainbow hissed.

“our boy is so grown up,” reagan pretended to cry. “put your goddamn ear up here.” rainbow felt her ear connect with the cold door just as jisung confessed his feelings.

“i like you… uhh like, i like like you. i have since we first became seatmates. well, i think that's when i've liked you since. i knew whe-” his next words were cut off on the girls side of the door as reagan squealed.

“shut your mouth! seungkwans saying something!!” rainbow said, obviously annoyed that reagan was obstructing her ability to hear the exchange.

“can… can i kiss you?” they heard seungkwan say. both looked at each other in shock.

“oh. my. god.” was all rainbow could say.

“i think we should give them some alone time,” reagan suggested as she tugged rainbow down the hall.

“i think we need some alone time for ourselves,” rainbow said as reagan pushed her into a random room and locked the door behind them.

[topsytervy]

White Christmas ~ JJ Maybank

Blurb: You attempt to convince your boyfriend JJ to watch your favorite Christmas movie and manage to succeed.

Word Count: 1,151 (Give some because I added a few words while reformatting this on here)

Warnings: swearing, sexual content (all talk no action), tiny spoilers if you’ve never seen White Christmas, poorly edited (what else is new), and I think that’s it.

I’m kind of in love with the movie White Christmas and I kept on thinking about what if Rafe or JJ watched it with their significant other because they’re like big boys ya know fighting and shit, and because I’m a whore for Rafe/Drew now and barely post anything for JJ anymore, I made it for JJ cause I kinda got out of my JJ phase and feel bad for any JJ lovers.

~~~~~

"JJ, please." You begged, tugging on his arm.

You’ve been trying to convince JJ for almost three hours now to watch White Christmas with you and he still wasn’t budging on his answer of no.

"I’m not watching some sappy ass movie, let alone a sappy ass Christmas movie. What is this? The Hallmark channel?" He retorted, barely budging as you tugged at him.

"It’s not sappy. My dad loves it and you know my dad hates sappy love shit." You argued.

You saw him glance at you and took the opportunity to pout your lips and rest your head on his shoulder, staring up at him with your Y/E/C eyes.

"I’m not falling for it, Y/L/N. Pout all you want but there are better things to be doing than watching sappy shit."

"Like what?"

JJ looked down at you, smirking. "Well, you are one of the better things to do besides watch sappy shit."

You rolled your eyes, disappointed in yourself for not having expected that answer.

"Okay, you horny bastard. How about we watch White Christmas and if you hate it, absolutely despise it, I'll do whatever the hell you want. But if you like it, If I see you chuckle or smile or tear up or anything that isn’t a sign of hating the movie, you have to do whatever I want. Deal?" You stared at him.

"Oh, you’ve got yourself a deal. You better be ready to give me a blowjob as soon as credits start rolling." JJ told you, throwing an arm around your shoulders as you pulled up the movie on Netflix and relaxed against your boyfriend’s chest.

"You know, there’s a 50% chance of me winning so you better say a prayer that I don’t get fidgety during the movie or you'll be hard only to realize that, when the credits start rolling, I have no intention to help you out." You smirked at him as the movie began.

As soon as the singing started you heard JJ groan as he threw his head back." You didn’t tell me there’d be singing."

You rolled your eyes. "So dramatic."

**** 

"Oh wow. He really holds onto the whole ‘I saved your life’ thing huh?" JJ commented as Phil mentioned his act of saving Bob yet again.

You nodded. "Reminds me of someone." You muttered, sneaking a glance at your boyfriend.

JJ shot you a look and you smiled sweetly, batting your eyelashes in innocence. He rolled his eyes before jabbing his fingers into your side, causing you to jump. You smacked his chest in retaliation before pointing to the TV.

"Watch or you'll miss important things."

"We’re like 10 minutes in. How important can it get."

You shushed him as you rammed your elbow into his sides.

"Jesus. Alright, alright."

*****

"Are they about to do what I think they’re about to do?" JJ asked, jaw-dropping slightly.

You smiled before shushing him. "My favorite part is coming up."

You heard JJ breathe out a laugh as Davis and Wallace cane out with the feather fans, beginning to lip-sync to the Haynes Sister song that the sisters themselves performed minutes prior. You smiled, looking at JJ who seemed amused throughout the whole bit.

"You’re enjoying it and we’re almost half an hour in." You sang.

"Shut up and don’t breathe a word of this to anyone." You laughed lightly at his words before he spoke again. "I wanna see you in the dresses they wore though.” He added with a low whistle.

"You might have to be a bit more specific on that, baby." You told him.

"No, I don’t cause I bet each dress would look fucking phenomenal on you." He whispered into your ear.

You blushed. "You’re just saying that so I’ll let you get laid tonight."

He shook his head. "The pink, the blue. You could pull that shit off effortlessly."

You blushed even harder and hid your face in the blanket as JJ smirked, pulling you closer.

"Phil was into it."

You nodded as you smiled. "I’d pay a thousand bucks to see you and Pope recreate that scene."

"Really?" JJ shot you a glance.

"Maybe not a thousand bucks but Pope might get a hundred." You shrugged.

"What about me?" JJ asked, offended that his best friend would get money and he wouldn’t.

"JJ, you're my boyfriend. You’d get paid in a different way," you smirked.

JJ stood up, causing you to fall against the bed since you were leaning against him, and grabbed his phone. "Pause the movie. I’ll be back later."

You did as he said before shouting after him. "Where are you going?!"

"I gotta call Pope and tell him to meet me at The Wreck so I can discuss something! Love you, baby!"

"Oh no! Get your ass back here! Your little boyfriend can wait! We're finishing this first!" You threw the blanket off of your body.

You ran down the hall and practically fell down the stairs as you ran down them to catch up with JJ. You grabbed his arm and leaned back, trying to pull him back. He kept heading towards the door, your socks sliding across the floor.

"Please JJ!" You pleaded.

"But you said-"

"I know what I said but it can wait. We have to finish the movie. Besides, it'll probably take 2 hours for you to learn it anyway. Please." You stuck out your bottom lip, letting it quiver a bit.

JJ groaned and rolled his eyes, letting you tug him back upstairs and back into your bed, covering you two back up with your blankets.

You snuggled back into his chest, a content smile on your face as you grabbed the remote and resumed the movie.

"The things I do for love." JJ sighed, beginning to pet your hair.

"No. The things you do for sex." You corrected him.

"The things I do for both." JJ grinned, pressing a kiss to your head.

******

You were towards the end of the moving, the scene where all the men from the 151st division are singing for the general and you looked up, seeing a tear in JJs eyes.

"Don't tell JB. He'll never let me live it down." He told you, not even paying you a glance.

"I won't baby. Don't you worry." You cooed, pinching his cheeks which only caused him to smack your hand away. "I like it when you're all soft, J. You're so adorable when you're all mushy and lovey."

JJ rolled his eyes before shushing you. "You'll make me miss the rest of this."

You grinned as you rested your head on his shoulder, smiling at the boy next to you. In your mind, this was the perfect way to spend Christmas Eve.

And as much as JJ didn't want to admit it, he was happy you forced him to watch one of your favorite movies because the smile on your face was the best present he could ever receive.

~~~

[myblueeyedbuggers]

My Boys

Chapter 9

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14

Pairings: Reader x Steve Rogers (best friend) Reader x Bucky Barnes

Word Count: 1851

Warnings: Slow Start, Language, Tiny bit of Fluff

Summary: After being abandoned by her parents in Brooklyn in 1929, y/n makes a living for herself by working for the Црни лабуд gang until she meets two boys in a back alley and her life slowing begins to change

So, hi again…I’m gonna be completely honest I’ve practically had no time to sit down and write for the past couple of weeks, college rained down tons of assignments and work kept asking me to do extra shifts. Hopefully you all understand the delay in updates, I’m determined to finish this book for you all, anyways I’ll shut up Enjoy 😊

Whoever decided to wake me up and drag me away from the glorious land of sleep will suffer my early morning wrath, slowly I opened my eyes and the outline of two very stupid and annoying boys filled my vision. “Have you two never heard the saying don’t tickle a sleeping dragon? I quite clearly need my beauty sleep!” why is it every time I threaten to murder these two they just start laughin’? what the hell is wrong with em?!, “ Well good mornin’ to you too doll face, as much as I’d like to stay here and trade threats mama wants you outta bed for breakfast so get ya butt moving” My eyes narrowed at Bucky as he started to follow Steve outta the room, the smirk on his face widening as I reluctantly moved out of bed.

I’ve only been here a week and I’ve nearly killed him at least 50 times, wait that’s not something I should be proud of is it? in my defence Barnes can be a right little shit when he wants to be! Two days ago, he thought it’d be funny to drench me with water in the middle of the day, it’s safe to say he didn’t climb down the tree for a fair few hours. The smell of bacon and pancakes made me completely forget whatever the hell I was talking about, I shouldn’t have rushed pulling my pants on cause my dumbass failed to see that the left leg got caught on the draw knob and I was once again hugging the floor with my bloody face. Great that didn’t hurt at all!

Right let’s check for damage, bruises? Nope scratches? Nope pride and dignity? That went a long time ago who am I kidding? “Y/N You comin down or what?!” Jesus Christ that boy has a voice like a flipping fog horn, I wouldn’t be surprised if they heard Steve in queens! “Yeah give me a minute will ya! No need to get your panties in a twist Stevie” I’m pretty sure I can hear Becca and Bucky laughin’ from up here. Okay enough time’s been spent getting dressed, at this rate the boys will have inhaled all the food…the thought alone is enough to terrifying!  

“Right you lads better of left me at least one pancake and 3 strips of bacon or they’ll be hell to pay later” as a rule most people say good morning but I like to start the day with a decent dashing of threats and insults, cause I’m a friendly person…okay nope that’s a big pile of bullc**p and I know it. “Well mornin to you too y/n, the pancakes are on the table and the bacons on Bucks plate feel free to take some” a muffled sound of protest could be heard over my laughter as Bucky shot Steve a look of utter disbelief. “I think I’ll skip on the bacon then Stevie, by the looks of it Bucks already drooled all over it” Steve and I shared a look before we burst out laughing, Buck was glaring at the both of us with syrup dribbling down his chin and I gotta be honest it looked hilarious. “You guys done laughin’ at me yet or would you like to gang up on me some more?” is this boy dumb or somethin’? “Buck, I’d be on my deathbed and my final words would be some form of insult towards you”.

And there I go signing my death sentence again, at this point Steve wasn’t even on his chair anymore, instead he was lying on the floor completely pissin’ himself laughing while Bucky slowly stood up and started walking round the table. “Oh would you look at the time! Gotta go guys my appointment with the grim reaper’s in a minute!” hey y/n maybe it’s time you start running?! With a small shriek I turned and bolted out the backdoor with a pretty pissed off Barnes boy on my tail. The sunlight blinded me for a couple of seconds, so I was kinda running without knowing what was around me…and as per usual life decided to firmly kick my ass using the form of a bloody tree. A sharp stinging sensation spread across my entire face, huh reminds me of when I ran into that door…only that didn’t hurt half as much and there wasn’t an annoying brunette prick absolutely creasing with laughter behind me. I’m pretty sure that in the process of the tree b**tch slappin’ me I cut the left side of my cheek…oh would you look at that there’s the blood that should have stayed inside me, I couldn’t stop the small groan of pain that slipped outta my mouth, the lower half of my back was more than likely battered to all hell and the stinging in my cheek wasn’t helping either.

Apparently, the sound of my suffering seemed to break the idiot outta his little laughin’ session, I raised my eyebrows at him when it finally dawned on him that I hurt myself and that was pretty funny, all the colour drained from Bucky’s face, his eye’s widened when he noticed the lovely new edition to my face and pretty soon he reached a hand out to help me up. Such a gentleman… that’s if you replace the gentle bit with idiotic. The second I was on my feet, he pulled me into a hug and began checking my face and head, I’m hoping to god he can’t see my flamin’ cheeks cause I know for a fact he would never let me live that down. To be completely honest all I could concentrate on was the gentle touch on his hands on my cheek and the look on Bucky’s face, his eyes were completely focused on my cut. How have I never noticed that his eyes have the smallest flecks of green in them? Or how his dimples show when he frowns?… more importantly why do I feel both excited and terrified but somehow warm at the same time?

My little daze was broken when I realised that his lips were movin’ and I had no idea what the hell he just said, but he must of asked me a question cause he was lookin’ at me waitin’ for his answer. Bollocks. “What’d you say Buck?” Jesus Christ could I have been anymore obvious?! Maybe I should make a giant banner and smack him in the face with it, oh for godsake am I blushin’ again?!, the small smirk on his face grew into a sh*t eating grin as he threw his arm around my shoulders and dragged me back to the house. “If I didn’t know any better I’d say that you y/n were completely blow away by the masterpiece that is my face” oh great I’ve managed to inflate his ego even more, “Actually I wasn’t gonna say anythin’ but you’ve got a little somethin’ stuck in your front teeth” and just like that all the cockiness drained outta his body.

The arm around my shoulder disappeared rather quickly, to my amusement the boy next to me did as well, I could feel the little smirk on my face as I carried on walkin’ forward as he stayed behind more than likely doin’ that cute stupid thing with his eyes. Wait what did I just say?! What the heck is wrong with me these days? Its like a flippin’ alien’s taken over me and made me into a normal girl! .It feels all kinds of wrong. A sudden cough disrupts my inner monologue, my eyes roll to the sky as the smirk reappears on my face, I can’t help the laugh that escapes me when my gaze meets Bucky’s. He was stood with his hands on his hips, his eyes narrowed as I continued to laugh and slowly his face formed a pout as he waited for me to finish completely wetting myself with laughter. “You done yet?” his brow was pulled in as he tried to fight off the smile, “Do I actually have somethin’ in my teeth or were you just being a bully?”.

“Nah, just needed to keep your ego in check before it inflated and carried you away into the wind” Buck looked like I’d just shot him in the chest, I had to bite my lip to stop myself from laughin’ at him as I turned and started walkin’ back to the house. “Ya know you can be a real piece of work when ya wanna be don’t ya?” thank you captain obvious! “I know I am, you know I do it out of love don’t ya?” I shot him a small smile as I wrapped an arm around his back and pulled him in for a side hug, Bucky shook his head with a small smile, but accepted the hug anyway. After that we stayed in a comfortable silence as we walked back towards the house, his arm never pulled away from me till we got inside, that was until Mrs Barnes walked into the kitchen and saw the cut on my cheek, to simply put it she completely freaked out.

I watched her quickly shoo everyone outta the kitchen, she somehow managed to pull a chair out and sit me down while grabbing a towel and bandages, question after question was fired at me while she gently started cleaning to cut. After a while the conversation died out, Mama B was completely fixated on cleaning the cut and if I’m honest the silence was peaceful, well it was for the 5 seconds it lasted.

Bucky burst through the door lookin’ like someone was trying to murder him, not that I could blame them, 2 seconds later Steve and Becca burst through the door armed with…wait is that eyeshadow and lipstick? I watched as Bucky backed into the corner, his eyes wide as he begged them both of them for mercy, whatever he did to piss the pair off clearly warranted this man hunt and there is no way in hell I wanted to stop it just before it got good. Soon enough Becca and Steve some how managed to pin down Buck, and despite the many protests, the pair managed to smear the lipstick all over his face and dump most of the eyeshadow in his hair.

I tried my hardest not to laugh I swear, but he looked like a very disturbed and demented fairy princess and I couldn’t hold it in anymore, soon enough we were all having a little laugh at the poor bloke, eventually Buck saw the funny side of it and he too joined in with the mess that was the Barnes family.

So, I’m gonna be honest here this is more of a filler chapter/character development hopefully it didn’t suck as much as I think it did XD Okay I’ll stop rambling, Thanks for reading!

Rose Xxx

[psychewithwings]

Hitoshi Shinsou x Y/n | A Bad Date

Inspired by some bad dates I’ve been on... I was once on a date with a guy who made jokes about a kid from our school who was shot in a drive by AND he made fun of my mom to my face... If only I’d had a Hitoshi... *sigh* Feel free to inbox me some of your bad date stories (specify if I can share them or not <3) 

It was a horrible date to say the least. This guy had been going on for ages now about how he had been horribly mistreated by his ex-girlfriend and how she just thought she was so great because she blocked him on social media this, and how her new boyfriend that, and probably some other stuff too but… you had stopped listening a while back and were now staring longingly into your empty wine glass. “So I said to her, just shut up and finish what I asked you to do like hours ago,” he roars in laughter at his own misogynistic story. “Well, it’s getting late and I actually have to get up early tomorrow, do you mind if we get the check?” you ask. “CHECK!” he screams into the restaurant. You burry your face in your hands and prepare to leave a large ‘Im so sorry my date is an asshole’ tip. You’re kicking yourself for not taking your own car. The thought of being stuck with him for one more second has you feeling icky. The waiter brings over the check and your date fumbles around in his pockets before saying, “oooh, umm, think you could spot me? I think I forgot my wallet at home.” You’ve had 

enough of this guy, the constant complaining and insulting jokes and now this? He ordered lobster for fucks sake. You blatantly roll your eyes, “you had your wallet when you were getting change for the meter, so I’m pretty sure you have it actually.” He blinks at you then runs a nervous hand through his hair, “well, I do have it, but I forgot my credit card at home.” You are furious now, you saw his cards in his wallet when he was pulling out change for the meter. Your eyes would be boring holes into him if they could physically do so. “Aww cmon babe, money isn’t everything right? I thought this was going well! Let’s keep the good energy flowing and maybe take it back to my place?” You were thoroughly disgusted. You stand up, scooting the chair and making it squeak across the floor. “I don’t want to go home with you, I want to go home, alone,” you say much louder than you meant to. Silence falls across the restaurant, except for a few snickers from other tables. And with that you grab your purse and walk across the restaurant to the waiter. “Thank you for everything,” you say and slip him 50 bucks for all the trouble he’s endured. You make your way to the front of the restaurant, your date trailing behind you. “You’re just gonna leave me to take care of the bill?! What?! ‘Cut I’m supposed to be ‘the man’?? Selfish bitch!” he shouts at your back. You know you shouldn’t be hurt by his words but that doesn’t mean they don’t sting. How could someone be this awful? “Hey,” says a voice, “I don’t like the way you’re talking to her.” You look behind you to see a man with indigo coloured hair standing calmly behind your date. Your date whirls around and starts advancing upon the man. “Oh yeah?! And who the hell asked yo-“ Your date suddenly becomes quiet and still. The man with the indigo hair smirks and says, “listen buddy, you’ve made everyone’s night a living hell, especially for her. So why don’t you pay the bill, tack on a nice bottle of wine for the lady, and leave a generous tip.” You watch in amazement as your date does exactly as he is told. He goes to the wine case and retrieves a bottle from the top shelf, then walks to the waiter, holds out his card (which he said he didn’t have), and waits for it to be returned to him. He brings you the bottle of wine in a brown paper bag. When he hands it to you, you notice the irises of his eyes are white. You gingerly take the bottle and wait by the door. The indigo haired man strides up to where you and your date are standing and then whispers in his ear, “why don’t you just go on home, have a nice rest.” Your dates walks out of the restaurant and you’re left with the handsome, yet incredibly intimidating stranger. He speaks before you can, “I would have made him apologize to you, but my quirk can’t make others speak, so I hope the wine will do.” He gives you a gentle smile. “Yeah, the wine is great, thank you so much… for everything.” He opens the door for you, “do you mind if I walk out with you?” You shake your head, “not at all.” You step out onto the street, followed by the handsome stranger. “Thanks again, umm sorry, I didn’t get your name…” He extends his hand, “Shinsou, Hitoshi Shinsou… and you are?” You take his hand and tell him your name. The summer breeze toys with the hem of your dress and it brushes against his legs. “You must be a hero with a quirk that powerful,” you say sweetly. His cheeks flush and he nervously rubs the back of his neck. “Thanks, I uh- am a hero… but the way you told that guy off was no doubt just as powerful.” You smile up at him. “Ya know, you go on enough of these things and your patience starts to wear a little thin.” Hitoshi scoffs “What do you mean ‘a little thin’? I was sitting a few tables away and had been day dreaming of doing that for an hour. You’re incredibly patient, Y/n.” The way he says your name makes you wish he’d say it again. “Well maybe I’m an optimist… I just kept hoping that it would miraculously get better but…” You pause, he is listening intently to what you have to say. Even some of your better dates didn’t do that. “It did though, thanks to you.” He smiles, “I won’t keep you hanging around on the sidewalk… may I walk you to your car?” he asks. Your car. Crap. You nervously laugh and look up to see Hitoshi raising an eyebrow at you. “I uh- I didn’t drive myself,” you say. He looks around, “okay, I’ll hail you a cab then, or if you’d rather, I’d be happy to take you home.” You take him up on the offer and follow him down the street to his parking space. He opens the door of his sleek black car for you, and you climb in. If only you’d been on a date with him from the beginning. He drives you back to your place, and you’re talking all the while. You love how he listens to you, and how he adds to the conversation by asking you questions and honestly answering the ones that you ask. You’re also shocked that he doesn’t try to impress you by driving like a maniac. Your date earlier acted like he was auditioning for fucking Tokyo Drift. To say that you are disappointed as Hitoshi pulls up in front of you place is an understatement. “Here we are,” you say, slowly unbuckling your seatbelt. You just push the button as his hand closes over yours. “Wait- I uh- hope this isn’t too forward, but I would love to take you on a date… I think you deserve to have a good one.”

[slashingdisneypasta]

Sheriff Hoyt / Charlie Hewitt x Reader || Oneshot

Title: Twenty Years Separated and Getting Divorced 

Notes:

This is inspired by Sweet Home Alabama, with Reese Witherspoon and Josh Lucas. 

Plot: After 20 years you finally come back to the town you grew up in, which is now basically non-existent except for a couple ghost buildings and wild cows to find your husband and his family, who are the only ones crazy enough to still live there, and get your fucking divorce finalised.

Warnings: Swearing, divorce? 

~~~

Hoyt sees me strolling up to the house before I even reach the porch. Our eyes meet, a short moment of nostalgia passes quickly- and World War 3 begins. 

“Well, hi to you too! Just fabulous to see you, after… half a goddamn century.” Charlie gets up from his seat on the porch and now stands up to 5 feet taller than me… because he’s still on the god forsaken porch and I’m the ground. Goddamn, his ego’s still as big as that ridiculous hat that he’s wearing now. Since when is he sheriff? He didn’t even go to college- I know; I’ve been married to him since we were 18. “Fucking city slicker.”

My jaw falls open. City slicker?? “You know damn well I grew up right here, you two-bit drama queen. And I live in Alice Springs now. Maybe it ain’t your country but it is still butt crack nowhere, you old fucking coot!” After a second, I also say. “And I’m not even 50 years old yet, you asshole!”

“Pft.” He chews on something in his mouth, maybe his cheek, and sets his jaw. “You lived here, what? 20 years ago then? If you wanna get specific about it.” Okay, that’s better, more accurate at least, but I could’ve done without the attitude. “You lived somewhere else more than half your life- don’t go gettin’ excited and acting like you’re a local.”

I mean, going by that logic I’m a fuck-ton more southern then he is- Australia’s as southern as it gets without living in Antarctica. But I digress. We need to get this show on the road.

“I did not come all the way here to argue with you Charlie.” I roll my eyes and sigh deeply, stomping up the porch stairs to meet him at the top, scrunching up my shoulders and feeling slightly sick when he leans over the steps a moment later and spits thick brown shit into the dirt. Why is he always spitting? Why! If he has excess saliva like that, he should go get himself checked out! And if he’s chewing tobacco, then he fucking needs to stop! Restraining myself from saying so though by taking a deep breath as he straightens up again, I instead hold out the A4, manilla yellow envelope that encases our divorce papers - already signed by me, - to him… which he just looks at, of course. Difficult, ancient bastard. “I’ll pay!”

“Is that your way of askin’ for a divorce, honey bear?”

“Why, yes.” I smile, already feeling the relief of cutting ties from this man.

“Then I sweetly decline.” The smile is wiped off my face, and sketched onto his instead. He turns around and goes on into his home, letting the screen door slam shut hard behind him, too, after he gets in.

I sigh in frustration, close to a scream and stand there uselessly for a second before barging in after him and am about to yell for him to get back here, before a rustling sound alerts me to the door on my right and Luda Mae comes out of it. Closing it carefully shut behind her.

Immediately, my mood calms down considerably and I feel a startling, familiar warmth in my chest. The mood Charlie put me in just a second ago all but disappears seeing her. “Luda Mae!”

The moment she realises it’s me, she beams. “Oh, dear. I thought I heard you arguing outside with Hoyt, but I didn’t believe it!”

“Hoyt?” I blink, still smiling but in a confused way. Am I missing something?

“O-oh, I meant Charlie. Sorry, baby.”

After a tight hug we let go and assess each other.

I’m happy to see that she looks healthy. A little sweaty and tired, but she’s always been that way. It’s hard to not be, living here. It’s hot all day, every day - hell, they barely have winter in this part, -, and she’s never really been a summer kind of girl. I suggested to her a couple times that she could move away, but she always said that this is where their family had always lived- and they will always live here. Its where Charlie got it from.

I’m just getting to her eyes, and noticing of course immediately, the sad change in them from the last time I was here and forming a way to ask her if she’s okay when she tucks some grey hair behind her ear and asks me how I am. To be polite of course, I answer. Expecting to ask her the same right after.

“Aw, I’m doing just fine! Trying to get your stubborn son to give me a divorce, but apart from that life’s treating me well. I would love it if you could come visit me sometime in Australia, I have a guest bedroom where I picked the wallpaper and I just know you would love it. Soon as I looked at it, it was so you!” Her eyes brighten at the idea and she’s about to, bashfully decline I’m guessing, but Charlie stomps heavily down the old wooden stairs again like the attention seeking hippopotamus that he is. Has to let everyone know he’s entering. I roll my eyes. “Why don’t you just get a career on the stage, Charlie; They’ll announce your entrance for you. Jee-sus. Save you some time!”

He flashes me an unimpressed and joyless smile, as Luda Mae covers her mouth - not to hide her laughter from her son, but to be polite. She’s classy; I always liked that about her. In fact, I tried to be just like her growing up… I failed, but I still admire the quality on her, - and laughs a bit at my quip. Pride blossoms in my chest and makes me smile wider.

“You keep sweet talking me like that and I’ll never divorce you.”

My smile turns into a scowl and glare. “What do you want from me?”

“Oh, wouldn’t you like to know?” He stops beside Luda and drops the barrel of his shotgun back against his shoulder, like a soldier in Buckingham palace. What does he need that for right now?! “Besides, I’m too expensive for you darlin’.”

“I hate you.” I say slowly, so it gets through his skull and he understands. “And you hate me.” He nods in agreement, still looking far too smug and pleased with himself. “So why can’t we get divorced and never talk again?!” I fail to see a downside!!

“Cuz I like to see your feathers all ruffled.”

“You-“ A slew of insults are about to break free of my lips, but a loud, popping bang comes from the kitchen like something tried to get out, making me look startled from the closed door to the room, to Charlie and Luda Mae. “What was that!?”

“Well… “Charlie looks thoughtful for a second, like he truly doesn’t know what to tell me, before slowly turning his gaze on Luda. “I believe Momma just blew up her pie.”

“Wha- “For half a second, Luda Mae looks like she’s about to slap her son all the way to Tim Buk Tu, before smoothening out her features again and turning back to me. Pasting an honestly believable, bashful smile on her face and speaks in a restrained voice that gives away her displeasure. “Yes. Must have lost track of time.”

Well, clearly that’s a bare faced lie. “Nice try. Charlie can pull off a lie like that, but you cant, Luda. What is it?”

Her smile softens and in two seconds she has smacked Charlie -not enough to hurt. It’s just a warning slap for trying to make her sound like a bad baker when we all here know how great she is, - and takes my arm in hers, guiding me across the hall and into the living room. “Really darling, its nothing. Thomas’ havin’ a bad day. I’m sure he’ll buck right back up though when he sees you! Are you going to stay for dinner?”

Looking behind us, I squint dangerously at Charlie. “If Charlie won’t sign these now, I might not have a choice!” Turning back to Luda, I genuinely smile. “But I would genuinely love to stay and see Thomas and Monty too, and eat your cooking! Thank you for the invitation. Maybe I can help with dinner! I have gotten better since the last time I was here.”

Charlie scoffs at my words, walking in after me and beating us to the chairs. He drops down in a recliner while Luda sits us down on the couch together. “You mean when you broke my oven?” She grins, a cheeky glint in her eye and I sigh, embarrassed.

“Yes… “Giggling, I cover my face a moment before jumping back into the fray. “But I really have gotten better!”

“I’d love to see that dear.” And the great thing is, she really does seem to. She would give any number of chances just to see one of her kids - me included, even if I am just her daughter in law. For now, - succeed. For a moment the room is just silent, and I let myself remember what it was like to be here all the time - the good things, I mean. Don’t you worry though, I remember the bad things like fighting tooth and nail with Charlie better the anything, - and how that felt, before Luda claps her hands.

She doesn’t like emotional stuff, Luda. Charlie’s a drama queen, but that’s where the emotion showing stops in this family. Thomas takes after his mother in not being too emotional, ever, and Monty prefers to keep to himself. He always has, and he goes by that philosophy regarding everything. “Well, I’m assuming there’ll be no driving off after dinner- the airport is a solid 4-hour drive! And you will not be driving that long at night.” She sets me with a cold, stern look over her glasses for a moment and even though I’m a 40-year-old woman, I submissively nod to her like a teenager. “You’ll stay in the spare room! Hoyt- Charlie. Sorry. Go change the sheets in there, and I’ll go get Monty to give you company while I start up dinner! Chop chop.”

“Wh- Did you forget she’s here tryin’ t’ divorce me, Momma? I ain’t offering the bitch any pleasantries like that! -“

“You will and you will do it with your mouth shut, Charlie.” Luda Mae gets up to her feet and Charlie and I both crane our necks to see her face. She gets much quieter, and her gaze goes dark like a parents’ does when they’re pissed. “And watch your mouth.”

Charlie bows his head and gets up from his seat, going off to do as she says. “R-Right, momma.”

My grin gets so big it turns into a laugh, leaning back into the couch cushions as I watch Charlie walk off up the stairs, flipping me off when Luda leaves the room.

~~~TIME SKIP~~~

In the middle of the night, I get the bight idea to get the divorce done, immediately. If I don’t, I’ll just let time fly by again with Luda Mae and Monty, and Thomas who’s a grown up now, and I’ll never get it done. It has to be done now.

So I get out of bed, pull on my coat since I didn’t bring my dressing gown, grab the manilla file and a pen and leave the room. It doesn’t take me long to get to Charlie’s, seeing as its just down the hall, and I don’t knock before barging in. I close the door veeeeery slowly, and quietly, then sneak around to his side of the bed and take the shotgun that’s leaning against the bedside table, the handgun that sits on it, and the knife under his pillow- I still know my husband, thank you very much. And I know that if he hears someone in his room at night eh will not think or look, before shooting me in the head.

Dropping all the weapons carefully on the armchair in the corner of the room, no longer trying to be quiet as I sit down on the side of his bed that Charilie is not sleeping on. His eyes burst open at feeling the bed dip, and as he looks over to my form, his hand reaches out to grab the handgun of course, and… he calms down immediately to his cranky, exhausted, middle-of-the-night mess. “Y/N? What the fuck are you doing in here?? This ain’t your room anymore, piss off!”

“I know that, silly!” As he forces himself to sit up and carefully lean his back on the headboard, I hold up the manilla folder. I beam. “Just thought this would be a good time to get our affairs in order!”

“Well,” He takes a gulp from the water on his nightstand. He swallows it like it’s a rock, or a large pill. Is it even water? “You were wrong.”  

“Au contrair, mon frair.” I grin, looking around behind me and on the other side of the room for something hard to write on. Ah! Hopping off the bed for a second, I grab a large hardbacked recipe book. “It is the perfect time! You’re sleepy, which makes you 90 percent more likely to be swayed into signing these papers.” I pop the book on his lap, along with the appropriate papers and the pen. “There you go; Now remember, once you sign these, we never have to look at each other’s faces, ever, again. Think about how lovely that’ll be.”

Still with the suspicious liquid at his chin, Charlie slowly raises his eyebrows at me. “Girl, you better get those papers off my lap right now or I’m gonna tear ‘em up.”

“Eep!” Immediately, I snatch them back. Then glare at him as he takes another sip of the drink. “Please.”

“Ain’t no good manners ever made any difference with me.”

I let out a deep sigh, in utter frustration at him.

I turn fully to him, completely comfortable seeing him in his bed shirt and boxers this way- it’s been 20 years and his hair’s going grey, but it still feels natural, fine, to be like this with Charlie. That does not, though, mean that I want to be here. I cross my arms, leaning my shoulder into the headboard. “Why? Why wont you divorce me? Do you hate me that much?”

“No, ‘sweetie’. I love you that much.” I watch him as he sets his jaw, takes yet another sip and glances at me. I gesture for the glass, and he hands it to me.

Taking a gulp as I turn to settle my back against the headboard, I’m pleased to find that the water is not actually water. It’s vodka. Good, I need this after a statement like that from Charlie. “No, you don’t.”

“Don’t try to tell me what I do or don’t know.” Taking the glass back from me when I finish it off, he sets it on the table. I can tell he’s still sleepy, and aching to go back to dreamland, as his words are gentler than usual, and his movements are a struggle. “Bottom line is, Y/N. I’m finally getting everything I every wanted- and I’m not gonna to let you slip through the cracks again.”

“Hard to believe, Charlie. You never tried to contact me during those, oh, 20 years I was gone?” Turning my head, I raise my eyebrows at him.

Groaning from the effort, he turns around in his spot, takes one pillow from behind him and gives it to me. “Yeah, well, I was a bit busy helpin’ Mama raise Tommy. I never stopped thinkin’ a’ you as my wife, though. You’re mine, sugar. Whether you like it right now, or not.”

“What’s this for?” I ask, holding the pillow with a confused look.

“Sleep. Its too damn late for this conversation.” My jaw drops, as Charlie lays back down in his bed and snuggles under the blankets, closing his eyes. “If you sleep here, we can talk about this as soon as we wake up; If you go to your room, you’ll have to wait til’ dinner. Then Mama’ll make you stay another night… I suggest you lay down.” With that, he pats the bed as if as an order, and after a moment of thought I groan. Evil, conniving bastard.

I take off my jacket and lay it at the end of the bed, then get under the covers and lay down my head on the pillow, half annoyed and half ready to sleep- it is late, after all. I am pretty tired. And one more night in bed with Charlie isn’t going to kill me, besides… him still loving me? The news does give me something new to think about. It… it needs to be factored in.

A moment passes where we just lay on the different sides of the bed, him with his eyes closed and probably 2 seconds from entering a hypnogogic state and me unable to get comfortable, before I sigh in frustration again and just decide to try something.

Crossing the space between us without warning, I wrap my arms around his middle in a hug, and press my face the nook between where his throat is and his shoulder, smelling a shock of his scent for the first time in 2 decades and closing my eyes to it, trying to ignore the fast paced beating in my chest.

Goddamnit, it worked. I’m comfortable as fuck now.

Charlie doesn’t comment, thankfully, and just makes a sleepy noise and reciprocates the cuddle, pulling my body closer to him by the waist. My heart beats extra fast at it, but I try to focus on going to sleep.

Cuddling with your soon-to-be ex husband and enjoying it means nothing, right? Haha… hopefully.

[myonechicagoworld]

CHICAGO FIRE – REAR VIEW MIRROR (S01E06)

                                              [door bell chime]

Hallie Thomas: Gabriela. 

Gabby Dawson: Hey.

Hallie Thomas: Thank you for meeting me.

Gabby Dawson: Yeah, of course. 

Hallie Thomas: I hope it wasn’t an inconvenience. 

Gabby Dawson: No, no, no, no. Not at all.

Hallie Thomas: I know you and Matt are close.

Gabby Dawson: Oh, uh…

Waitress: Can I get you something to drink?

Hallie Thomas: Uh, coffee’s fine, thank you.

                           I didn’t want to go to the Chief about this 

                           because…

                           God, I’m so sorry.

Gabby Dawson: Oh, it’s okay. What’s… what’s wrong?

Hallie Thomas: It’s the Detective Voight thing. I didn’t, um…

                          I know your brother’s been trying to help.

Gabby Dawson: Yeah, that’s right.

Hallie Thomas: It’s just I have never seen Matt like this, and I have

                          a feeling that something bad is gonna happen.

Gabby Dawson: I’m really sorry for everything you’re going  

                            through, Hallie, I am, but I’m not sure what I can 

                            do.

Hallie Thomas: Matt’s deposition is scheduled after his shift.  

                          Once he testifies against Voight’s son, it’s…it’s not

                          worth it anymore just to prove a point. 

                          And I’m thinking more and more that Matt  

                          shouldn’t go through with it.

Gabby Dawson: You should tell Matt.

Hallie Thomas: I did. Last night.

                          He wouldn’t listen. 

                          But I think he would if it came from you.

                                                   cutscene

                                           [motor humming]

                                  [metal creaking & shaking]

Kelly Severide: Hey, hold still. Just relax.

                           Zit?

Tagger: I-I didn’t do that!

Kelly Severide: Of course not.

                          Look, this is as far as I can go. You gotta come the  

                          rest of the way.

Tagger: You mean drop?

Kelly Severide: That’s right.

Otis Zvonecek: Zito…big-time tagger.

Leslie Shay: Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’ve seen his name around.

Otis Zvonecek: Yeah? He’s hit every “L” train, bus stop, and 

                           mailbox in Chicago.

Christopher Herrmann: You president of his fan club?

Otis Zvonecek: No. There’s a street art exhibition at the MCA.

Christopher Herrmann: This clown’s in the museum?

Otis Zvonecek: What a country. Right?

Kelly Severide: Just slide on down nice and easy. I got you.

Tagger (Zito): You called the cops!

                        Whoa! 

Kelly Sevride: Hey!

Tagger (Zito): [struggling]

Kelly Severide: All right, now! Just drop!

                         (into radio) Coming down.

Matt Casey: (over radio) Copy. All clear.

Chief Boden: All good?

Otis Zvonecek: Yeah. Graffiti artist got stuck up there, Chief.

                                           [dramatic music]

                                            [car door shuts]

Chief Boden: Kelly.

                       You got no reason to be here.

Hank Voight: Oh, collecting gang intel, Chief.

                       Big new tag like that… gotta make sure it doesn’t 

                       spark a turf war.

Chief Boden: You’ve seen it. Now leave.

Hank Voight: You might want to take a step back there. I don’t want

                       to charge you or one of your men with interfering  

                       with a police investigation.

Chief Boden: Yeah.

                        Pack it up. We’re outta here.

Hank Voight: Oh, hey, Casey. You got your deposition tomorrow.

Kelly Severide: Come on, let’s go. Come on.

Hank Voight: Let me ask you, is that cute little fiancée of yours 

                       gonna be there too? ‘Cause I gotta tell you, the  

                       other night, when we were talking, she seemed  

                       kinda, I don’t know, uh, shut down. But by the 

                       end, she really started to open up.

Kelly Severide: Hey! Hey! Come on.

Matt Casey: Your day’s coming. Your day’s coming, Voight!

                                           - Title Screen -

                                           [knocks on door]

Chief Boden: Close the door.

                                               [door shuts]

Chief Boden: You all right? 

Matt Casey: Yeah.

Chief Boden: What do you want to do?

Matt Casey: About? 

Chief Boden: You.

                       You want to go out on calls, stay here in the house,  

                       take some time off?

Matt Casey: Go out on calls.

Chief Boden: Then you have to do it right.

Matt Casey: I have been.

Chief Boden: You’ve heard me say this a million times. 

                        In this job, regardless of what’s going on in your life,  

                        you take your eye off it for one second, people can 

                        die.

Matt Casey: You’re right. I have heard you say that, and we’re in 

                      agreement.

Chief Boden: I wish I could do more to fix this, but right now, it is  

                      just a matter of trusting the system.

                      Look, Matt, there won’t be another warning.

                                         [background chatter]

Kelly Severide: Hey. 

                          Hey, look…

                          Look, man, you wanna hit somebody, my buddy   

                          has got a boxing gym over in Bucktown. You get  

                          a trainer, you glove up, you hit mitts. 5 bucks a   

                          round. We could head over there after shift.

Matt Casey: Yeah, I’ll-I’ll think about it. Thanks.

                                                 cutscene

Christopher Herrmann: Not to sound like my father-in-law, but  

                                        this is what’s wrong with America.

Otis Zvonecek: What’s wrong with America or what’s great about 

                           America?

Christopher Herrmann: Are you kidding me? 3,000 clams for that, 

                                       and I’m out there doing side jobs for 20 

                                       dollars an hour?

Joe Cruz: Hey, Mouch is looking for you.

Christopher Herrmann: Do you know how much the taxpayers of  

                                        this city pay for graffiti removal? 50 million 

                                        a year.

Peter Mills: Uh, that… that sounds high.

Christopher Herrmann: Look it up.

                                         All right, stop. All right, so it’s more like  

                                         25 million or something. 

                                                  [laughing]

Christopher Herrmann: Either way, it’s a lot of money.

Peter Mills: Yeah.

Christopher Herrmann: And then this little wannabe hood rat…

Leslie Shay: Herrmann… it’s bold. It’s provocative.

Christopher Herrmann: Hahaha. You’re just trying to get a rise.

                                        And look at these high society douche  

                                        bags lapping it up.

                                        You see, this is why, when my kids get out  

                                        of high school, Cindy and me, we’re  

                                        moving to Chain O’Lakes ‘cause… I can’t 

                                        deal with this insanity.

                                                       [laughter]

                                                       cutscene

Gabby Dawson: How long am I looking at? Realistically.

Mouch: Somewhere between 0 and 100 days.

Gabby Dawson: Oh…do you understand [chuckles] the definition  

                            of ‘realistically’?

Mouch: There’s a lot of moving parts to this.

Gabby Dawson: They’re on your head.

Mouch: Ah.

Gabby Dawson: Have you ever even been to a suspension hearing 

                            before?

Mouch: Of course.

              Your case [Gabby sighs] is a two-demerit issue, and so  

              we’re gonna keep it friendly. And the more aggressive  

              you come across, the more guilty you’ll look. Keep 

              your responses short and to the point.

Gabby Dawson: All right, cool. So you’re saying you got this, 

                            right Mouch?

Mouch: Yeah, but we still gotta prep. Where you going?

                                                  cutscene

Gabby Dawson: Hey.

Matt Casey: Hey.

Gabby Dawson: [nervous chuckle] Sorry, just what you needed,  

                            right? One more person asking how you’re 

                            doing.

Matt Casey: Better than nobody giving a rat’s ass, I guess.

Gabby Dawson: So… how are you holding up?

Matt Casey: I’m just hoping that luck’s on my side because in  

                     terms of me being able to control the situation. It 

                     hasn’t worked out so well.

Gabby Dawson: Uh… but I guess there… there is one more thing  

                            you could do to end this whole thing, right?

                            Have you thought about retracting your statement?

Matt Casey: Would you?

Gabby Dawson: I would think about it.

Matt Casey: Okay. Now that you have…

Gabby Dawson: [sighs]

Matt Casey: Why would you advise me to do something you 

                      wouldn’t?

Gabby Dawson: I…

                                    [alarm whooping, PA buzzing]

(Over PA): Ambulance 61, Truck 81, gunshot victim. 25 East 

                 Halsted Street.

                                                 [siren blares]

                                                 [horns honk]

                           [cars honking, indistinct chatter & shouting]

                                             [truck door shuts]

Lady 1: C’mon!

Matt Casey: Wait! 

Leslie Shay: Where’s the victim?

CTA Driver: In the back.

Matt Casey: Shooter?

CTA Driver: Gone. I swerved when I heard the shots.

Matt Casey: Cruz, Mills, in the bus.

                     Cones and flares; get these cars moving.

                                      [car horns beeping & honking]

Leslie Shay: Shot to the neck. Not breathing. Weak pulse.

                     Guys… 

Gabby Dawson: We need your help.

Leslie Shay: Alright, get him down here.

                     Down here’s good. Watch his head. Watch his head.

Gabby Dawson: Okay, you gotta get an open airway or we’re gonna

                            lose him right now.

                            Here, open this.

Leslie Shay: We can’t tube him; too much mouth trauma.

Gabby Dawson: All right, surgical cric. 

Leslie Shay: Not approved in the field, Dawson.

Gabby Dawson: Excuse me, sir, does that really matter to you  

                            right now? No? Oh, okay, good.

Leslie Shay: Give it to me.

Gabby Dawson: I got it.

Leslie Shay: Dawson, give it to me. Now!

                      Alright, give me the tube. 

Joe Cruz: We’ll get the backboard and stretcher.

                                           [car door shuts]

Christopher Herrmann: Chief.

                                        [whistles] Hey, keep it moving! 

                                        Let’s go, let’s go.

Chief Boden: Surgical cric?

Gabby Dawson: We could’ve waited for approval, but then he 

                            would have been D.O.A.

Leslie Shay: It was my call, Chief. I’ll take the hit.

                                      [tires screech, horns honk]

Matt Casey: What was that?

Man 1: What are you doing?

Matt Casey: Huh? No, you’re gotta wait.

                      Oh, you’re gonna do that? Go on.

                                              [tires screeching]

Chief Boden: Casey! 

                        Your shift is over.

Matt Casey: Oh, come on Chief!

Chief Boden: No, no, no, no. Go home. Head for the house.  

                       Whatever you want but you are done for 

                       today.

                                              [radio chatter]

                                           [truck door shuts]

Kelly Severide: Where’s Casey?

                           Chief. 

Chief Boden: I’m not taking any more chances.

Kelly Severide: He’s doing the right thing. He’s getting his ass 

                          kicked for it.

Chief Boden: You don’t think I know that?

Kelly Severide: Then he needs to be here where we can keep an 

                           eye on him.

Chief Boden: Kelly, I tried that already.

Kelly Severide: So he’s better off out there by himself, pissed off,  

                           not thinking straight…

Chief Boden: This is a firehouse…

                        Not some of the time, not for some of the calls.  

                        Any man who walks through that door, he gotta be 

                        ready. If he isn’t, he’s gonna be walking in the 

                        other direction.

                        ‘Cause I am a chief first and I am a friend second. 

                         Casey’s just gonna have to find his own way from 

                         now on.

                                                        cutscene

Leslie Shay: Saline?

Gabby Dawson: [sighs] Two.

Leslie Shay: Ambo bag?

Gabby Dawson: One. Do you also want me to tell you how much  

                            gas we have left in the ambo tank ‘cause  

                            apparently, all I’m good for is inventory and 

                            driving now.

Leslie Shay: Listen, one more black mark on your record between  

                     now and Friday…

Gabby Dawson: Why even go to the hearing if you’re already 

                            suspending me?

Leslie Shay: Maybe I don’t want to ride around with half-assed 

                      relievers for three months. Ever thought of that?

                      Listen, Chief did the right thing. Gave him some time 

                      to cool off. 

                      He’s gonna be fine.

                                                      cutscene

Otis Zvonecek: We should eat, huh?

Peter Mills: Make a sandwich.

Otis Zvonecek: [munching]

Peter Mills: So… Casey’s out for how long?

Christopher Herrmann: Chief knows that, not me.

Mouch: I got a suspension hearing to prepare for. 

              Send Dawson in, if you see her.

Joe Cruz: [slams fists down on table] Yo I feel like we’re sitting 

                 around like a bunch of pussies while we let Voight 

                 push our boy around. Why can’t we take the ball 

                 game to him?

Christopher Herrmann: I got a wife and four kids who don’t need  

                                        their dad fired or locked up.

Joe Cruz: How ‘bout you, Mills?

Otis Zvonecek: Why aren’t you asking me?

Joe Cruz: Because I’m not talking about toilet papering Voight’s 

                 house, O.

                 How ‘bout it, Mills?

Peter Mills: I’m down.

Christopher Herrmann: Okay, the both of you shut up.  

                                         Nobody’s gonna do nothin’.

Joe Cruz: So we just sit by?

Christopher Herrmann: Then go! Put on a ski mask and take on a 

                                         dirty cop, and see how far that gets you.

                                                 [door shuts]

                                                   cutscene

                                           [cell phone buzzes]

Gabby Dawson: What’s the latest?

Antonio Dawson: Nothing yet.

Gabby Dawson: What are you say…what, we’re still at zero?  

                            Score one? What do you mean nothing?

Antonio Dawson: I’ve been doing plenty. But if you’re asking if I  

                              have anything conclusive at this moment, the 

                              answer’s no.

Gabby Dawson: Well, what have you been doing, Antonio? 

Antonio Dawson: [scoffs]

Gabby Dawson: I would love to know, because this whole thing is 

                            unravelling for Casey.

Antonio Dawson: Voight’s put the word out on the street… 

                              we know that. So we’re looking for someone to

                              wear a wire. Yesterday, we busted a kid for  

                              possession. He’s in a gang with ties to Voight. 

                              I offered him a deal if he’d flip. Had him this 

                              close, but he wouldn’t go.

Gabby Dawson: So offer him something else.

Antonio Dawson: [scoffs] It don’t work like that. 

                               As long as Casey doesn’t take the bait, this  

                              thing’s gonna play out the way we want. 

                              So sit tight. Have a little faith in your brother.

                                                       cutscene

Hallie Thomas: Why don’t we just leave? We both have vacation  

                           time built up. We could even go longer, I’m sure 

                            they would give you a leave of absence.

Matt Casey: When we get back… Voight will have forgotten all 

                      about it?

Hallie Thomas: We go where he can’t find us, and we give the   

                           cops enough time to bust him. 

                           Come on, baby. Let’s get out of here. 

                           Let’s regroup. 

                                              [knocks on door]

Matt Casey: Just…

                                          [indistinct radio chatter]

Officer Bell: Matthew Casey?

Matt Casey: Yeah?

Officer Bell: We have a warrant to search your home.

Matt Casey: What?

Officer Bell: We got a tip says you’re in possession of cocaine.  

                     Either we can search your house, or you can  

                     produce the cocaine and your cooperation will be 

                     taken into consideration.

Matt Casey: Voight. Detective Voight, he put you up to this?

Officer Bell: No, I don’t know any Voight. 

                     I just know we’re coming in.

                     The warrant allows us to search the entire house, and 

                     you’re allowed, by law, to stay in the house if you 

                     remain cooperative.

Matt Casey: I’m a firefighter, Station 51. My fiancée is a doctor at  

                     Lakeshore. Do we really look like cocaine users to 

                     you?

Officer Bell: If you could please both go wait in the front room.

                     Now.

Matt Casey: Antonio Dawson. He’s a Detective in Vice. He’ll tell you 

                     we’re being harassed by this cop. I have Antonio’s 

                     number on my cell. Will you please just take a second 

                     and talk to him? 

                     Please.

Officer Madden: Yeah, this is Officer Madden. 

                             Yeah, we have a search warrant for 

                              Matthew Casey…

                                     [continues indistinctly]

Matt Casey: It’s all right, baby. It’s gonna be alright. 

                                       [suspenseful music]

Officer Madden: He says they’re clean.

Officer Bell: If I ever have to come back here again, no favour is  

                     gonna get you out of it. 

                                [police radio chatter in background]

                                                 [door closes]

Hallie Thomas: It was under the table.

                          Oh my God.

Matt Casey: That’s 15 years right there.

Hallie Thomas: Call Antonio back.

Matt Casey: Flush it down the toilet.

Hallie Thomas: Baby… 

Matt Casey: Flush it down the toilet!

                                                [toilet flushes]

Hallie Thomas: Matt!

                                             [tires screeching]

                                               [raps on door]

Hank Voight: [grunts]

Matt Casey: [heavy breathing]

Hank Voight: You just committed a couple felonies. 

Matt Casey: I’m ready to commit a few more. Because I’m telling  

                     you, it ends now, or you’re the one that’s gonna 

                     disappear. 

                                                [gun cocks]

Hank Voight: Yeah, I can respect that. 

                       Go ahead. Use it.

                       You retract that statement against my son… or you  

                        pull that trigger. 

                        Because that’s the only thing that’s gonna stop me.

                                              [car door shuts]

Matt Casey: [heavy breathing]

                      [grunts & pants]

                                                   cutscene

Gabby Dawson: Muffled heart sounds. It was clearly Beck’s triad. 

                            She had a sternal fracture, a large  

                            hemopericardium and mediastinal haemorrhage,  

                            all of which indicates that a pericardiocentesis is 

                            obviously…

Mouch: You’re already talking too much. The question was what did 

              you see?

Gabby Dawson: Uh, I saw a young girl in danger of dying and so I  

                            felt it was necessary…

Mouch: Feelings… no feelings. Thoughts. Convictions. 

Gabby Dawson: Okay, fine. I thought that… I knew that I had to do 

                            something immediately, and that something was 

                            per…

Mouch: Just answer the question posed to you. Don’t elaborate. 

              And smile. 

Gabby Dawson: Fine.

Mouch: Go ahead.

Gabby Dawson: What? 

Mouch: Smile. Let me see it.

Gabby Dawson: Oh, Mouch, come on.

Mouch: Let me see it.

Gabby Dawson: I can smile

Mouch: Come on. Contrite, not smug.

              Welcoming and innocent. 

              We’re gonna work on that.

                                                   cutscene

Tony: [sighs] I’m hitting the rack, boys.

Hadley: Yeah [chuckles] ‘Cause you’re getting buried.

                                          [truck door shuts]

Capp: Uh, oh.

Kelly Severide: Nah, all good. 

Hadley: How do you know?

Kelly Severide: That’s an ‘I’m with the program’ kind of walk.

                                              [cards shuffling]

                                             [knocks on door]

Matt Casey: [sighs] You were right. Voight had me spun out. I let it  

                      get to me. Won’t let it again. I need to work. I’m willing 

                      to trust the system. 

                      So I’d like to resume my duties, Chief.

Chief Boden: Welcome back.

Mouch: Hey!

                                        [laughing & cheering]

Joe Cruz: Yeah, there he is, huh?

Christopher Herrmann: Alright, alright, alright, alright. Don’t turn it  

                                        into a Greek wedding. Come on, 

                                        everybody, normal day. Everybody go 

                                        about your business. Let’s go.

                                     [siren blares, PA buzzes]

(Over PA): Truck 81, Engine 51, Squad 3, Ambulance 61.  

                  Building fire, Indiana and 28th Place.

                                            [doors shuts]

                                           [engine starts]

                                           [sirens blaring]

Christopher Herrmann: Hey, Chief. Dumpster fire. Nobody called   

                                        it in. Flames went up the service elevator  

                                        shaft, spread out on the fifth.

                                     [indistinctive chatter]

Chief Boden: Find me the super. I need occupancy numbers.

                       What about the main elevator?

Christopher Herrmann: Otis just cleared it. He’s coming out with a  

                                         few more tenants.

                                              [radio chatter]

Chief Boden: Five more ambos, and Chief Hatcher’s on the way.

Leslie Shay: We’re gonna need ‘em. Anticipate at least five reds in 

                      there.

Gabby Dawson: We can’t wait for Hatcher with this many 

                            non-responsives. 

                            We gotta set up triage.

Chief Boden: Do it. You’re in charge here.

Gabby Dawson: All right.

                            (into radio) This is Ambulance 61. Give me an 

                            EMS plan one...[continues indistinctly]

Leslie Shay: Hey, Chief?

Chief Boden: She’ll be fine.

Leslie Shay: I know. But where are all the people? 

                     No one’s coming out of the other side of the building. 

Chief Boden: (into radio) Squad 3, check out the West Side fire 

                        stairwell. 

Kelly Severide: (into radio) Already on three. Must be a blockage. 

                           Capp and Hadley have the east.

Chief Boden: (over radio) I’m sending you Casey, Cruz, and Mills. 

                       We need to check out those upper floors.

Matt Casey: On it.

Kelly Severide: You’re kidding me.

Matt Casey: You alright? 

Joe Cruz: Yeah.

Matt Casey: Severide! 

Kelly Severide: Hey, I’m clearing a path.

                          Hey, is there anybody back there?

                          Hey.

Victim 1 (lady): They… They can’t breathe. It’s pitch black in there. 

                          There’s people in the hall.

                                               [coughing]

Kelly Severide: If you’re mobile, keep walking.

                         Slow and steady. There’s paramedics waiting.

                         Hey, I’ll take this.

Matt Casey: I’m going up further.

Kelly Severide: Okay.

                                           [signal clicking]

Kelly Severide: (into radio) Got at least four reds heading to triage.

Gabby Dawson: Alright, we got another red. 

                           Shay, this one’s yours. 

Leslie Shay: Yeah, got it.

Gabby Dawson: Alright. 

Kelly Severide: There’s three more up on six.

Gabby Dawson: Any burns?

Kelly Severide: Not on six. But Casey, Cruz and Mills went higher.

Gabby Dawson: All right.

Chief Boden: (into radio) Capp, Hadley, meet us in the west 

                       stairwell.

Hadley: (over radio) Copy. 

Boy 1: You’re going in there?

Chief Boden: You need to get back behind the lines. Mouch, get 

                        this kid safe.

Mouch: Come here, pal.

Leslie Shay: You gotta get that tube down her throat. 

Paramedic: I can’t. There’s too much swelling. 

Leslie Shay: Then cric her.

Paramedic: I’ve never done it.

Leslie Shay: Dawson, you’ve gotta cric this woman, or she’s a 

                     goner.

Gabby Dawson: Alright, hand me a scalpel. 

Chief Hatcher: Who’s the lead here?

Gabby Dawson: You’re looking at her.

                            You may as well keep looking over my shoulder,  

                            ‘cause this is definitely gonna be an infraction.

                            Hand me a size five tube.

                            Bag.

                            All right, bag her. 

                            Lungs are good. Get me the fastest driver we’ve 

                            got. 

Chief Hatcher: (into radio) Next available ambulance, now!

Dispatcher: (over radio) Copy that. Car 816, respond to triage.

Joe Cruz: Seven is clear.

Peter Mills: Casey is on eight.

Chief Boden: I got it. I’m on my way up.

Matt Casey: Fire department! Call out!

                                         [door busting open]

                                          [people coughing]

Matt Casey: Come on!

                     Come on. 

Victim 2 (man): [grunts]

Chief Boden: No. Casey, retreat. Go back. You won’t make it.

                       Retreat. You won’t make it!

                       Get back in the apartment. 

                                             [coughing]

Chief Boden: Casey, go back!

                                            [flashover]

                                           [door shuts]

Matt Casey: Get down.

Chief Boden: [into radio] Casey plus two on eight. East corner unit.  

                       Move that ladder now!

                                        [glass shatters]

                                            [coughing]

Matt Casey: (into radio) Mayday! 

                     (over radio) Mayday! Not sure how long I can hold it 

                     back. 

                                     [indistinctive chatter]

Joe Cruz: Eight is a reach. 

Kelly Severide: No choice.

                          Get that ladder as close as you can. Hug that  

                          building if you have to, Capp and I will climb.

Joe Cruz: I need a clear path to the East Corner. 

Matt Casey: What’s your name?

Victim 2 (man): [coughing] Curtis.

Matt Casey: Okay, Curtis, you’re gonna put that on her. Make sure 

                      it’s tight around her face.

Victim 2 (man) (Curtis): [coughing] 

Matt Casey: Good, now I want you to open the window. 

Victim 2 (man) (Curtis): We ain’t gonna make it.

Matt Casey: Open it!

Victim 2 (man) (Curtis): [coughing]

Christopher Herrmann: (into radio) We’re gonna have three  

                                         coming down from eight. I need   

                                         two ambulance crews ready at the 

                                         base of Truck 81.

Dispatcher: (over radio) Copy that. Truck 81, we’ll have you two 

                     ambos…[continued indistinctly]

Kelly Severide: (into radio) We’re coming for you, Casey.

Matt Casey: (over radio) Better make it fast! 

                     (into radio) It’s getting hot in here!

Kelly Severide: (into radio) Alright, tell ‘em to stand in three, two…

                          one.

Matt Casey: Alright, Curtis, get your mom up!

Victim 2 (man) (Curtis): Come on, you go first.

Kelly Severide: Okay. Come on out. 

                          Turn around.

Victim 2 (man) (Curtis): [coughing]

Kelly Severide: Capp, take her!

                          Hang on.

                          All right. Here.

Capp: Slow step backwards.

Kelly Severide: Come on!

Matt Casey: Not until he’s out!

Kelly Severide: Let’s go. 

Matt Casey: Aah!

Kelly Severide: Come on.

                           All right, your turn!

Matt Casey: No way! Not until you’re out of range!

Kelly Severide: Not moving! Let go now!

Matt Casey: All right, here I come!

Kelly Severide: All right, hang on, keep your head down.

Matt Casey: [grunts]

                                             [explosion]

Matt Casey: Can’t… Can’t get up.

Kelly Severide: Hey! 

Matt Casey: [grunting]

Kelly Severide: Grab my…grab my arm.

                           [grunts]

                           Swing! 

                           [winces]

                           Come on, I got you.

Matt Casey: [grunts]

Severide & Casey: [pants]

                                        [radio chatter]

Chief Boden: Capp.

Capp: Thanks, Chief.

Chief Boden: Hadley.

Hadley: Chief.

Chief Boden: Good job.

Christopher Herrmann: Chief.

Gabby Dawson: That was pretty close, huh?

Matt Casey: Plenty of time.

Gabby Dawson: [scoffs] Really?

Matt Casey: Listen, if you see Hallie at the hospital, don’t tell her  

                     about this, okay? I’ve given her enough to worry 

                     about lately.

Gabby Dawson: Yeah.

Peter Mills: Hey… Chief says you should hit it so you can make it  

                    to your hearing.

Gabby Dawson: Who’s gonna cover?

Peter Mills: EMT certified. Good luck.

Matt Casey: Yeah, good luck.

Gabby Dawson: Yeah. Okay. 

Matt Casey: Take care of your mom, okay?

                                             [siren wailing]

Curtis: Hey, you Casey?

Matt Casey: Yeah.

Curtis: You’re the one got the problem with Detective Voight, right?

Matt Casey: Yeah, that’s right.

Curtis: Man, I can help you out.

                                                 cutscene

Antonio Dawson: Curtis is gonna do it. 

Chief Boden: When? Where?

Antonio Dawson: Now. He already put in a call to Voight for a 

                               meet. 

                              I’m gonna prep him while my techs wire him up.  

                              Then we’re good to go.

                              Now, we got one shot at this. There’s about a  

                              dozen things that could flush it down the drain,  

                              so don’t say anything to anyone. Don’t even  

                              mention his name out loud, ‘cause Voight’s got 

                              ears all over this city.

                              I’ll let you know once it goes down.

Matt Casey: I want to be there.

Antonio Dawson: [sighs] 

                              Fine. Let’s go.

                                                     cutscene

Hearing Officer: The charges you face, Miss Dawson, are both very 

                             serious and very troubling.

Mouch: We disagree whole heartedly, Sir.

Hearing Officer: Miss Dawson chose to perform a procedure that 

                            was clearly outside of her jurisdiction, and that  

                            could have mortally injured the patient in her 

                            care.

Gabby Dawson: I…

Mouch: J… To refresh my memory, could you please read the full  

              charges out loud? I believe we have that right.

Hearing Officer: Gabriela Dawson is charged with wilful neglect of  

                            protocol, and of practising a medical procedure  

                            that she was neither trained nor certified…

Gabby Dawson: No, I have been trained in that procedure, and I 

                            knew exactly what I was doing, and how much 

                            time we didn’t have. I’m also currently taking  

                            pre-med classes, where I’ve re-studied every 

                            procedure…

Mouch: I’m sorry.

Hearing Officer: And I am studying for my pilot’s license, 

                            Miss Dawson, but that does not mean I 

                            can land a 747 in a blizzard.

Gabby Dawson: But you’d sure as hell try if you were about to 

                            crash.

Hearing Officer: You are lucky that girl is alive, or there would be  

                            criminal charges pending against you. 

Gabby Dawson: If saving a kid’s life is now a criminal offense, then 

                            maybe it’s your damn protocol that’s out of   

                            whack, and the wrong people are making the 

                             rules.

Mouch: Ten-minute break?

Hearing Officer: Five.

Gabby Dawson: You didn’t even remember the charges.

Mouch: I was stalling for time.

Gabby Dawson: What? Why?

Hearing Officer: We’re ready.

                                               [footsteps]

Mouch: Ah…

Gabby Dawson: Hey Madeline.  

Lady 2 (Madeline’s mother): I’m sorry. Are we too late?

Gabby Dawson: Hi.

Mouch: Uh, please enter into the record witnesses number two, 

             three, and four.

             There’s a reason sky divers pack two parachutes.

                                               cutscene

                                          [cat meowing]

Antonio Dawson: Here we go.

                                          [car door shuts]

Hank Voight: What’s happening, young blood?

Curtis: What’s up with you, V?

            Deshawn said there’s money to be made on the firefighter.  

            I want his deal.

Hank Voight: He tell you who it is?

Curtis: Yeah, but I wasn’t really paying attention till he said 

             something about the money.

Hank Voight: His name is Casey.

Curtis: How much?

Hank Voight: Depends on services rendered.

Curtis: Well, Deshawn said his boys got 5 for jumping him. I figure I  

             could do a lot worse for a grand.

Hank Voight: Bro, you stop him for good, I’ll give you 2.

Antonio Dawson: We got it?

                              (into radio) Move it in.

                                          [siren whoops]

Curtis: They ain’t here for me, bro.

Police Officers: Let’s see your hands!

                           Don’t move!

                           Come on, get ‘em up!

Hank Voight: Yeah, look at me.

Antonio Dawson: I got him, I got him. 

Hank Voight: Enjoy it while you can. This is entrapment.

Antonio Dawson: You’re cooked, young blood. 

                              Get in.

                                             [door shuts]

                                               cutscene

Otis Zvonecek: Got it. 

                           Oh, that’s great.That’s great to hear.

                           Oh yeah, okay. See you at the shindig. Bye.

                           That was Mouch. Dawson got a three-shift  

                            suspension, but we’ll be throwing her a 

                            suspension party tomorrow night. 

Joe Cruz: So how much money does she lose, like, 2 grand?

Otis Zvonecek: [sighs] A little bit more but if we all chip in   

                           20 bucks, we might be able to put a dent in 

                            it.

Christopher Herrmann: Or…[sighs]

Otis Zvonecek: It’s got that signature wild style of his and it has   

                           this lovely unfinished quality to it. He almost fell   

                           to his death while finishing the ‘O’.

Christopher Herrmann: Unbelievable.

Otis Zvonecek: Can you hold on one second? 

                           Thanks, pal. Hello?

                           Hey Serg, how are you?

                           Listen, I’m gonna have to give you a call back. 

                           I’m on the other line with a different buyer. But if

                           he starts dragging his  feet, it’s all yours buddy.

                           All right [chuckles], thanks, pal. Hello? 

                           Alright, 2,000.

                           1,500? 

                           You gonna slap me in the face like that? You 

                            gonna   slap me in the face with 1,000? 

                            You…[laughs] I’ll take it.

                                                     cutscene

Peter Mills: There we go

Mouch: What’s this?

Peter Mills: Just drink it.

                    Congrats to Dawson. Could have been worse.

Gabby Dawson: Thank you. 

                            Cheers.

Mills & Mouch: Cheers

All: Oh!

Mouch: Shiver me timbers.

Gabby Dawson: [chokes & laughs]

                                               [kissing sound]

Gabby Dawson: Thank you so much for your help, Mouch.  

                             You really pulled it out.

Mouch: You weren’t… worried about me, were you?

Gabby Dawson: Oh no. Never.

Christopher Herrmann: [sighs] Thomas Kincade? Okay, I get that.

                                        You look at his paintings…God rest his 

                                        soul…But yeah, that’s art. That’s worth 

                                        money. But this?

                                        The scourge of a civilised society, man.

                                        Chain O’Lakes, guys. Chain O’Lakes.  

                                        That’s where you’ll find me.

                                                [cell phone rings]

Otis Zvonecek: Yello?

                           Okay, great. We’ll bring it right out.

                           It’s the buyer. He’s here. Grab an end. 

Christopher Herrmann: I’m not touching it.

Otis Zvonecek: Chain O’Lakes.

Gabby Dawson: Hey, guys, I’ll help you.

Otis Zvonecek: Hey, thanks Dawson.

                                               [door bell chimes]

Someone: Thanks. D.

Matt Casey: I’m not gonna ask. I didn’t see it. I didn’t see it.

                     I’d have thrown the book at you.

Gabby Dawson: [laughs] 

Matt Casey: [laughs]

Gabby Dawson: Hi.

Matt Casey: Hi.

Gabby Dawson: Hey.

Antonio Dawson: Hey.

Gabby Dawson: I heard about Voight. He got it worse than me, 

                            huh?

Matt Casey: Rear view mirror, baby. Rear view mirror.

Gabby Dawson: [giggles] Well, then, you come to the right place.  

                            You can see my friend Peter Mills at the bar 

                            over there.

                            Oh, yeah, you did an okay job.

Antonio Dawson: Oh, thanks. What a ball-breaker, huh?

Gabby Dawson: You can handle it.

                             Any chance Voight beats this?

Antonio Dawson: No shot.

                              Speaking of shots, where are they?

Gabby Dawson: Over there.

                            Where’s Hallie?

Matt Casey: Meeting me here.

Gabby Dawson: I’m really happy for you.

Matt Casey: Me too.

Chief Boden: Hey. Come here.

Matt Casey: [muffled] Hey.

Chief Boden: I am glad it is over.

Matt Casey: It is. Thanks for everything, Chief.

Chief Boden: [scoffs]

Matt Casey: Are you… drunk… Chief?

Chief Boden: Yeah, a little.

Matt Casey: I’ll be joining you momentarily.

Chief Boden: Good. Glad to hear it.

Kelly Severide: Just ask him.

Leslie Shay: You. 

Kelly Severide: He’ll think I’m sniffing around.

Leslie Shay: How do you think I’m gonna come across?

Kelly Severide: Here he comes.

Leslie Shay: He thinks I’m a curmudgeon.

Kelly Severide: Would you just do it for me?

Leslie Shay: Peter Mills.

Peter Mills: Hey. Lieutenant. 

Kelly Severide: What’s up?

Leslie Shay: Great party. Thank you for hosting it.

Peter Mills: Yeah, no sweat.

Leslie Shay: And it’s a really cool space.

                     And what kind of food do you guys serve?

Peter Mills: Well, it’s a diner, so diner food.

Leslie Shay: Oh, hey, um, is your sister Elise here… tonight?

Peter Mills: No, she’s out with some friends.

Leslie Shay: Oh, alright. 

Kelly Severide: Thanks.  

Gabby Dawson: Cheers.

                                             [glass clinking]

Matt Casey: Cheers.

                                          [door bell chimes]

Gabby Dawson: Oh, Hallie’s here.

Hallie Thomas: Hi.

                                            [kissing sound]

Matt Casey: Hi. It’s over. We’re all right now. 

                     [whispers] We’re all right.

                                                - end -

Definitions:

MCA = Museum of Contemporary Art (Chicago)

Surgical cric = A cricothyrotomy is an incision made through the skin and cricothyroid membrane to establish a patent airway during certain life-threatening situations, such as airway obstruction by a foreign body, angioedema (swelling of the lower layer of skin and tissue just under the skin or mucous membranes. The swelling may occur in the face, tongue, larynx/voice box, abdomen or arms and legs) or massive facial trauma. It is nearly always performed as a last resort in cases where orotracheal (placement of a flexible plastic tube into the windpipe/trachea to maintain an open airway to serve as a conduit through which to administer certain drugs. It is frequently performed in critically injured, ill, or anesthetised patients to facilitate ventilation of the lungs. The endotracheal tube – the catheter – is passed through the mouth and vocal apparatus into the trachea) and nasotracheal (an endotracheal tube is passed through the nose and vocal apparatus into the trachea) intubation are impossible or contraindicated

D.O.A = Dead on arrival

Beck’s triad = Collection of three medical signs, associated with acute cardiac tamponade, a medical emergency when excessive fluid accumulates in the pericardial sac around the heart and impairs its ability to pump blood. The signs are low arterial blood pressure, distended neck veins, and distant, muffled heart sounds.

Sternal fracture = Fracture of the sternum (breast bone), located in the centre of the chest.

Hemopericardium = Refers to blood in the pericardial sac of the heart.

Mediastinal haemorrhage = Blunt chest trauma. It is caused by aortic injury, by mediastinal vascular injury such as aortic injury, and by fractures of the sternum and vertebral column

Pericardiocentesis = Procedure done to remove fluid that has built up in the sac around the heart.

EMS Plan One = 5 ambulances, 1 paramedic in charge, 1 assistant paramedic, 1 engine company or truck company, 1 battalion chief.

Curmudgeon = A bad tempered person, especially an old one.

[talltalesandbedtimestories]

A View To A Winchester (Part 15)

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Summary: Julie’s starting a new life after divorce in a home with a very nice view.

A Dean X OFC story. I got this idea staring out the view of my home office window and thinking how nice it would be to have Dean Winchester to ogle.

Section Word Count: 4,200    

Section Content: fluff, flirting, angst, bullying, R-rated language 

~~~~~

Dean called Cas and told him he was running late. And that Julie would be coming to the festival as well. “Another date?” Cas asked. I guess this is another date. Doing everything out of goddamn order again. What’s new? After a lengthy list of what Cas and Jack shouldn’t discuss or bring up, Cas ended the call with, “I guess that only leaves the weather. When it doesn’t directly relate to signs of an impending Apocalypse, of course.” Smart ass.

Dean drove round to pick up Julie in Baby, freshly washed and rumbling for attention. He rolled up her driveway and stopped at the edge of the front walkway. She hopped off the front stoop wearing faded jean shorts and a white t-shirt that read “Italians Do It Better” in green, white, and red block letters. He caught that cute little skip she usually only did when she thought no one was watching. A high ponytail bounced to match the lightness in her steps. Sun reflected off the large brown lenses of her sunglasses. She leaned into the open passenger side window.

Looks like a fucking college girl. Dean mentally cursed at his cock for springing to attention. And I’m acting like a fucking horny teenager.

“You clean up real nice.” Dean cleared his throat.

She smiled. “So do you.”

“Hop in, sweetheart. I don’t want to have to speed this time.”

She laughed and climbed in. “I don’t think my heart can handle another one of those drives.”

He reversed down the driveway. “Just don’t want to disappoint Jack and get there too late.”

A frown stared back at him after she fastened her lap belt. “You can blame me.”

“I don’t want to have to explain why you’re to blame.” He grinned.

“Fair enough.” She crossed those legs that reminded Dean of a 50s pinup girl. Nice and curvy in all the right places. Her attention turned toward her open window. The breeze played with the wispy hairs she hadn’t wrangled into the ponytail. She pulled at a strand that got caught in her candy apple red lipstick. Dean licked his lips. How does acting like a horny teenager differ from me acting like my usual, horny adult self?

“I’m glad you said yes to coming out with me, us.” Dean tried to revert to some neutral conversation.

“Thanks for inviting me.”

“There are a couple rules, though.” He smiled.

“Rules? Wow. Do I need to walk six feet behind you at the festival? If so, you can drive me right back home.” She pursed her lips.

He raised a hand. “Okay, rules was the wrong word. More like warnings, I guess.”

Her arms were crossed now. “That doesn’t sound any better.”

“If you haven’t noticed, I stick my foot in my mouth. A lot.”

“I haven’t noticed, which is odd considering how much I stare at your mouth.” She shot back in a sarcastic and seductive tone.

Damn. Not helping me focus here, Jules.

“You’ve met Cas. And, Jack is sort of a chip off the old block. But, a little better adjusted.” Turns out a five year old nephilim has better social interaction and communication skills than a two-thousand year old angel. Who’d have thought?

“Okay. I’ll keep that in mind.” She nodded.

Dean raised a finger. “One thing he always wants, though, is to ride shotgun in Baby.”

“I have no problem being relegated to the back seat. I probably won’t get as queasy.”

Dean narrowed his eyes. “Is that a shot at my driving?”

She grinned and looked back out the window.

“Hm.” Dean turned up the volume on the stereo a little more to compete with the wind for the rest of the drive.

~~~~~

The expected awkwardness occurred once Dean arrived at Cas’s house. Cas forgot to invite them in after announcing he needed a couple more minutes and instead shut the door in their faces. Dean shrugged. “Sorry.”

Julie laughed. “It’s fine.” She turned and wandered down the path to look up at the cottage front. “It looks like a cute place from the outside.” Dean joined her, standing close enough to sniff the perfume she wore. “Is he worried I might find the dead bodies he’s hiding in there?”

A nervous laugh bubbled up from Dean. “Two guys, you know, the place can get messy.”

The door opened and Jack walked out, closing the door behind him. “Dean.” Jack smiled from ear to ear. He strolled with that goal oriented, mission style of his.

Dean patted him on the shoulder. “Hey, Jack. This is Julie.”

He tilted his head to Julie and outstretched his hand. “Hi, Julie. Nice to meet you.”

Julie removed her sunglasses and offered Jack a warm smile. “Nice to meet you.”

“Cas’ll be out in a minute. I love festivals.”

Julie’s eyes widened. “Do you?”

“Yes, especially this one. It’ll be the second year in a row we’ve gone to the Italian Festival. Did you know Saint Anthony of Padua is the patron saint of lost things?”

Dean held back a sigh.

She nodded. “I did, actually. I went to Saint Anthony’s elementary school. We learned a lot of things about him.”

“Does it actually work?”

Dean watched Julie try and track the conversation with her eyes. “Does what actually work?”

“Praying to him to help you find something you lost?”

“My mom would say yes. I’m not quite convinced.” She smiled.

“Are you Catholic? Since you went to a Catholic school.” Jack started his interrogation.

“Whoa, easy tiger.” Dean interrupted. “Remember what we said about politics and religion?”

Jack thought for a moment. “Don’t bring them up if you can help it?”

Dean winked.

Cas slammed the door and jolted the three of them where they stood. He marched to the tiny group and nodded. “Hello again, Julie. Lovely weather we’re having.”

Smart ass.

~~~~~

Julie turned out to be exactly the insider Dean needed when they drove through Little Italy. She navigated him around the tiny side streets. They found a parking spot beside a line of row homes. Dean began to parallel park Baby into the tight area.

“You hate parking your car on a city street.” Cas reminded Dean, seated next to Julie in the back.

He turned around to glance between the two of them through the rear windshield as he reversed. “Yeah, well, I hate paying twenty bucks to park in a lot even more.” He smiled at Julie. “I should take you with me everywhere.”

He couldn’t see the reaction in her eyes shielded by the sunglasses, but her cheeks reddened.

“That doesn’t sound like a feasible request, Dean.” Cas turned to Julie. “You have your own life and daily obligations, correct?”

Jack sighed. “He’s flirting, Cas.”

Dean shook his head and righted himself in the seat to finish parking. “Think I can borrow you a bit longer, Julie, so you can direct us on foot the rest of the way?” He side-eyed Cas. “Alright if I ask her that?”

Cas nodded. “That seems fine.”

Julie laughed.

~~~~~

The four city blocks around Saint Anthony’s school and church were decorated with Italian flag streamers draped from every available electricity and streetlight pole. The streets were flooded with a river of people. Cas and Jack had disappeared into the two blocks comprising the fairgrounds a half hour ago.

The aroma of sauce and grease and beer had been too much for Dean. He asked for Julie’s opinion on what to try. She suggested a panzerotti and vinegar coated french fries. Her memory did not falter as she parted through the bodies to the food stand she had in mind. She told Dean she frequented this one often as a pudgy kid. After waiting in line for ten minutes, they searched for a place to sit.

Dean and Julie deposited their red and white paper food trays and large beer cups at one of a dozen picnic benches under a tent. The festival goers around them were enjoying a band’s rendition of an Italian folk song.

Dean sat and inspected the panzerotti. “What is this again?”

Julie placed her glasses on the table top, rubbed her hands together and leaned in close to him. “Deep fried dough with a molten, delicious mix of sauce and mozzarella inside. It’s like a stromboli bomb. I’d tell you to be careful, but there’s no way around it. First bite’s gonna burn no matter what.” She grinned. “So good. You’ll need that beer.”

Dean smiled and tore into the panzerotti. The contents seared his lips and mouth. “H-H-Hot!” He exclaimed and chugged down some beer. He swallowed and sighed. “Awesome.”

She laughed, nibbled at the corner of the treat in her hand, then fanned her mouth. “I can’t believe they’re allowed to sell these without someone signing a waiver first.”

Dean chuckled and blew on his snack, shoveling a couple french fries in while he waited for it to cool down. He noted the families and crowds, the conversations and music swarming all around. It felt stuffy, the heat of the nearby stands cooking and frying trapped under the tent. “This wasn’t as much fun last year. I basically just stood in the center of the fairgrounds with Cas while Jack hit every single ride. Three times each at least.”

Julie smiled. “Don’t they know how much you love food?”

“Oh, they do. But, it was more about giving Jack the chance to experience it, you know? And, helping Cas through it.”

She picked at the dough with her fingers and munched with care. “They both seem nice. But, what’s their deal? I don’t know many kids that call their parents by their first name.”

How do I always tell her the truth, now, without telling her everything. “Jack didn’t start living with Cas until a couple years ago. So, the dad/son thing is still kinda new for both of them.”

“Divorce?”

“He was never married to Jack’s mom.”

Julie nodded. “Yeah, I guess that’s tough all around.” Dean watched her as he took another bite. He cringed at the hot sauce hitting his tongue and the expression on her face that was leading to another question. “So, you said you knew Cas for a long time. Did you two come to Delaware together? Did he work with you and your brother?”

He chewed, thinking. “He’s helped here and there over the years. When business slowed… I knew Cas would be lost for a while. I got my footing and told him this would be as good a place as any for him to start over with Jack.” The look she gave made him self-conscious. He patted a scratchy napkin around his mouth. “I’m covered in panzerotti, aren’t I?”

She shook her head, lids blinking slow, taking him in. “No. You’re all about saving people, huh?”

He smiled at her wistful expression. “Kind of hard to shake, I guess.”

“Julie!”

Dean cocked his head to the other side of the picnic bench at the call.

Julie’s eyes widened. “Maggie! How are you?”

“Good. Haven’t seen you in forever!” The tiny brunette was pushing a stroller. A passed out toddler covered in chocolate ice cream stains swayed in the seat.

Hm. Should share some ice cream with Jules after this. I bet she likes sprinkles.

Maggie’s big blue eyes surveyed Dean. He nodded at the acknowledgement. She looked back over to Julie. “How are you? Visiting your mom? How’s she?”

“I’m good.” Julie stated. Dean noticed her posture stiffen, putting a little more distance between them on the bench. This isn’t a “nice to see you again” situation. “Um, mom’s good. I see you have another little one.” She smiled and motioned to the child.

Maggie beamed back and pushed the stroller back and forth with one hand, on autopilot. Dean caught a weariness and exhaustion in Maggie’s smile. “Yeah. Davey, Jr. Just turned two a couple weeks ago. Dave’s grabbing some food with Madison. I think the last time I saw you was at the Flower Market years back. Maddie was four maybe.”

Julie nodded and smiled. Tight lipped and on guard. Yeah, she’s not one to give a lot of info to just anybody.

“I’d met your husband, Steve? How’s he?”

And there it is.

Julie cleared her throat and shrugged. “I wouldn’t know. We, um, we’re divorced.”

Maggie clutched her chest. “Oh my God. I’m so sorry. I had no idea.”

Julie shook her head at Maggie. “Of course you didn’t. Or, you wouldn’t have asked.” She turned and looked at him, her eyes screaming SAVE ME. “This is Dean.”

Dean whipped out his best smile and nodded again. “Hi there, Maggie.”

Maggie fiddled with her hair. “Hi.”

“Hey, Mag. I found Rich and the crew over by the grandstand. They’re saving us seats.” A tall, tubby man saddled up behind Maggie. He held a tray filled with grease and sweets and sipped on a huge soda cup.

“Where’s Madison?” Maggie looked over her shoulder.

“Caught up with some school friends. Gave her the last of the tickets.”

“Dave, do you remember Julie? She was in our class at St. Anthony’s.”

The blue eyes scrunched together under a low riding ball cap. A long slurp and then recognition followed. He pointed with the soda cup. “Julie Jelly Belly! First in the lunch line, last to get picked for Dodgeball.”

Maggie smacked her husband’s rather pronounced beer belly. Dean swore he heard some liquid slosh around in there. Julie’s face reddened. What a dick.

“What?” Dave asked with a shrug, then slurped again.

Maggie shook her head.

Dave gave Julie a leering once over. “You look great now.”

Dean leaned into Julie and wrapped an arm around her waist. “Amazing how some people just get better with age.” He made sure Dave heard his voice, loud and clear, above all the noise.

Dave’s vacant expression was the only response he got back.

“Well, we’ve got to go. But, it was great seeing you!”

Julie waved.

The couple wandered off. Dean watched Maggie smack Dave on the back once they were out of earshot.

Julie laughed. “God, sometimes I forget how little some people change. And I had a crush on him back in school.”

“On that?” Dean frowned. He pulled Julie closer.

“He was cute back then. Still a dick, but cute.”

“I wouldn’t have been a dick to you.” He whispered in her ear.

Julie pulled away to stare at him. She looked like she’d sucked on a lemon.

“I wouldn’t have.” He repeated. “I was never the popular kid. We moved around too much for me to make a name for myself. I hated guys like that.”

“Well, you wouldn’t have noticed me, I’m sure.” She shook her head. “And, that’s okay.” She smiled. “You notice me now.”

He lifted his chin and looked down his nose at her. “Well, I definitely wouldn’t have picked on you. I protected Sammy from asshats like that. Gave them a proper beat down or wedgie when they deserved it.”

“Sammy had a good big brother.” She grinned. “Finish your panzerotti. We’re going to go take a walk through the fairgrounds next.”

He nodded. “Sounds like a plan.”

~~~~~

At some point during their carnival exploration, Dean’s fingers had interlocked with hers. It may have been so he didn’t lose her in the crowd and pulled her through a massive bottleneck. But once he did it, feeling the warmth and tight grip she returned, he went back to hold her hand throughout the late afternoon that stretched into early evening.

“Aw, this is my game!” He fished a couple bucks out of his pocket and sat on a spinny steel stool attached to a makeshift plywood floor. “Want to try?”

“I’m not very good at shooting games.”

He tapped the stool next to him and placed the buy-in on the counter for them both. “Humor me, sweetheart.”

Julie sighed and sat. The game attendant swiped up the cash and flicked on their mounted water guns. “Step right up and take a chance!”

Dean tested the turning radius of his weapon. A tween sat to his right. He passed the time as they waited for two more contestants and spun in his seat toward Julie. “Just have to breathe into it beforehand. Get your sight level and don’t squeeze the trigger until the buzzer goes off.”

She smiled and nodded, leaning down to try and line the gun up with the bullseye target directly in front of her spot. Her sunglasses rested in the collar of her shirt. From Dean’s perspective, she seemed to be enjoying the time with him.

“Dean!” Cas’s deep baritone startled him out of staring at Julie. He marched up and stood between their stools in his pale green button up and khaki cargo pants. “We’re almost out of tickets.”

“Are you asking me for money to buy more?” Dean raised an eyebrow. Jack was on Julie’s left and they chatted.

“Of course not. I have my own earnings. I just wanted to make you aware that we’ll probably be done soon and ready to leave.”

“Well, we need two more players.” He nodded to the empty spots next to Julie. “Why don’t you and Jack give it a try?”

Jack shrugged and sat next to Julie.

Cas looked at the attendant. “What’s the hoped for outcome if one wants to win?”

The wrinkled man pointed to the horses at the left of the huge game display. “You get your horse to the other side first.”

“Fair enough.” Cas wandered over next to Jack.

“Alright.” Dean smacked his hands together. “Game on!”

~~~~~

“That kid cheated.” Dean mumbled, marching away from the game seven minutes later. He had Julie by his side, hands locked together again. “No way he won three games in a row fair and square.” Jack and Cas caught up to his gait on his left.

“His reflexes and speed could just be better because…”

Cas put his hand on Jack’s shoulder. “I advise you to stop talking now.”

Dean cocked his head to see Julie grinning. “Did you find all that amusing, Jules?” He tried not to grin back.

She stopped in the middle of the path and looked upward. Dean, Jack, and Cas all halted in a delayed response. “Hey Cas, how many tickets do you have left?”

“Eight.”

“Could we all go on that?” She pointed up to the three story high ferris wheel in the middle of the fairgrounds. The massive steel spoked frame was decorated in what looked like thousands of multicolored lights.

“I’m not opposed to it.” Cas replied.

Julie stared at Dean and squeezed his hand. He sighed. “Sure.”

The line for the ride wasn’t very long. Jack and Cas filed in ahead of Dean and Julie. When they rocked off in their own carriage they gave the waiting couple a friendly salute.

“Are you thinking this ride will calm me down?” Dean passed the tickets to the attendant and tugged her up the rickety aluminum stairs.

She slid next to him on the hard seat. “Not really.” She shivered.

“Chilly?” He asked.

“A little.”

He wrapped an arm around her shoulder. The bar secured them in their carriage, they rocked backwards and up, and Dean’s secure footing disappeared. The evening sky above the rooftops and tree canopies turning deeper shades of blue as his eyes gazed higher.

“I kind of just wanted to get you alone for a little while.” She whispered, nuzzling into his neck.

“Hm.” Dean closed his eyes and smiled when she shivered again. They floated and swayed in a static spot as another group got on the ride.

“If you were perfect at that game, too, I would have thought I was dreaming again.”

“Again?” He rubbed her elbow. The carriage jerked up another click and stopped. Cas’s and Jack’s sneakered feet dangled above them.

“I don’t remember anything after Ina touched me, once we got to the shopping center and I parked the car.” Dean’s body turned rigid at the mention of the Jinn’s name. Julie slipped an arm around his waist and burrowed closer. Her warm breath bathed skin along his t-shirt collar. “I thought maybe she had drugged me. That’s what I asked the doctors. But, they said nothing came back in the tests to suggest that.”

His other hand latched onto her forearm.

“It wasn’t like I woke up in that bed as if no time had passed between the car and the hospital. It wasn’t a snap of the fingers. Have you… have you ever dreamed and felt like you’ve lived days, even weeks during it?”

‘Why, yes, Julie. I was kidnapped by a Jinn, a magical creature that feeds off human blood and puts its victims in a comatose, dream state. Hate to break it to you, but that’s exactly what happened to you, too.’ If I’m truthful right now, she might jump out of the damn carriage. “Weeks?” Avoid answering at all costs.

“That’s what happened. I was living my life. But, it was this, fantasy life. Just me… and you.”

Me? His thoughts focused on the night he’d found Julie. The Jinn was spouting some shit. Julie dreaming about me. The ferris wheel rotated without a hiccup with all its passengers accounted for and aboard the ride. The cool night air trailed over their entangled limbs. Goosebumps formed over her skin. He wondered how much of it was the wind or his fingers brushing along, needing to touch as many parts of her as he could. I was in her fairy tale life. Like the one I had, so long ago. The one that brought mom back to life and teased me with what could have been. Before she was really brought back by Amara, like a game show parting gift. ‘We appreciate you playing Dean. You were going to blow yourself up to save the world, but big sis and universe creating bro here worked it out, thanks to you.’ He stared at the back of Jack’s head. And there’s the former archangel slash human whose unstable powers took mom away again. A quick stab hit his heart. Here we are: one big happy band of misfits. Yeah, explaining supernatural stuff is going to have her looking at me like I should be committed.

Dean figured they had about eight cars to unload before them once the ride was done. They swirled and spun. The festival lights, the crowds, the noise; it all dipped close then faded away. He wanted to know specifics from Julie. The worry that his curiosity would only lead to more of her questions made him hesitate.

“Still there, Dean?” She tugged at his shirt.

“Yeah.”

“I freaked you out.” She stated.

“No. No.” He tilted his head down, nudging her forehead with his nose. He needed to look into her eyes and provide some reassurance. Those brown eyes were wide and cautious. He flashed her a smile. “What did we do in this dream of yours?”

Her eyes crinkled up with her grin. “A lot of what we started to do earlier today... in my bedroom.”

A brow lifted. “Why Julie, was I your sex slave?”

“Pretty sure there was mutual agreement in all of the activities that occurred.”

He bent down and kissed her, soft and slow. “I don’t doubt it. Was that all that we did? Cause that sounds like an awesome dream to have under any circumstances.”

“Not all. We just spent a ton of time together. Looking back on it now, the parts I can piece together, I should have known something was off. Because it was literally only you and me. In our neighborhood, in the city, taking drives along empty roads for miles.” She smiled. “I felt safe.”

He played with the tip of her ponytail as the carriage swung to a stop, almost at the very top of the wheel. “It sounds like that’s what you needed and your brain gave you that calm. That safety.”

“Well, then, you were just what I needed.” She kissed his cheek. “You were perfect. But, I gotta say, you were even better than what I could’ve dreamt up today, when you...” She trailed off when they locked eyes again.

“When I what?” He offered his best innocent expression.

She blushed.

“Come on.”

Her eyes drifted to his mouth. “When you ate me out.” The blush deepened under the ferris wheel lights. She licked her bottom lip, the red stain worn off it hours ago. It took a second for him to realize she mimicked his response to her statement.

“Sweetheart,” he sighed, shifting in the uncomfortable seat, his excitement growing at their proximity and the intimate confession. “You’re killing me, you know that?”

“Let’s put you out of your misery then.” Her lips brushed against his ear. “Can I come back to your place tonight?”

His eyes widened. “Well, I was already planning on staying over at yours... but, wherever. Long as we finish what we started.”

“Good.” She caught his lobe between her teeth.

Dean moaned. Gotta live up to this unstoppable sex machine she’s built up in her head. Yep, I may die tonight. But, what a way to go. Sure as hell a thousand times better than death by bacon. And, I fucking love bacon.

Part 16

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Fortunate pt 9

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At 5:40 Bucky finally packed it in, the day had gone slower than he would have liked without you there and the thought unsettled him a little. Sure the work took longer without your help but it felt like he was at work for days rather than hours without your laugh filling the silence. He tried talking to Peter to pass the time but eventually Peter got tired of sitting in the shop with him so he had to settle with the radio which reminded him that you weren't there more than anything else. He was so used to hearing your voice hum or sing along with the music that the whole garage felt different. You had missed days before but this definitely felt different, especially after everything that had happened over the last few days.

He rode his bike past your apartment before slowing down and parking a few spaces away. He glanced at his phone. 5:50 he had to hurry to make sure he had time to get dressed for his date with Anna Marie but he wanted to make sure that you were okay.

He took the stairs two at a time until he was on your floor. It didn't take him long to figure out that you were gone. He checked the time again. Damn. He was going to be cutting it close. He hopped on his bike and mad his way to get changed.

He showed up to Anna Marie's apartment at 6:30 exactly. He didn't even have a chance to make it to the door before Anna was skipping through it. She was wearing a dress and Bucky's face fell as she took in his mode of transportation.

“Oh. I um.. I'll go change” She said picking at the hem of her dress.

“No... I'll catch us a cab.” Bucky didn't want to start the date off on the wrong foot.

“So James,  What do you do or work?” Anna asked as the cab made its way through the busy street. Bucky tried to keep the annoyed expression off his face as he thought about his bike parked against the curb and how it would have been much faster.

“I work at my uncle's garage with my best friend.”

“That's nice. Do you like it?”

“Yeah, I mean its what I love to do. The hours are great and I work with the best people in the world. I really can't complain. What about you? Is the diner working for you?”

“I mean, it pays the bills, Ms. Danvers is a lovely woman to work for but I think I'd like to be an actress.”

Bucky nodded as Anna Marie spoke but didn't comment.

“You're a real conversationalist, aren't you? Something wrong?” She asked.

“Not really. Just worried about that friend of mine. Didn't show up to work today.”

“Is that not normal, everyone needs a sick day now and then. Have you tried texting him?”

She hasn't taken a sick day in months and she was perfectly fine yesterday. I did text her but it's still not like her.”

“Is this the friend that texted you the other day?”

“One in the same. Been friends with her and Stevie since we were teenagers.”

“Oh.” Anna bites her lip and readjusted herself to look at Bucky better. “So you guys hang out a lot?”

“Almost every day. Well, not so much with Steve now that hes engaged but we used to do movie nights once a month.”

“So you guys don't now?”

“No, It's just gone from the three musketeers to the two of us. Drink a little. Watch a movie. Eat junk food.”

Anna looked at Bucky with a frown. She tapped on the back of the driver's seat.

“You can stop here.” She handed the driver money and returned her attention back to Bucky who looked at her with confusion.

“I'm sorry James, Walk me home?”

Bucky was at a loss for words so he simply nodded and crawled out of the cab.

“W-What's going on? Did I do something to offend you?” Bucky stammered as he moved to catch up.

“No, honey, no. Not at all. You were a perfect gentleman. It just... This friend of yours, you're in love with her. And I just don't think my hearts in the right place to share.”

Bucky open and closed his mouth like a fish before finally finding the right words for the situation. “I do love her. Very much. She's been my rock for years but she doesn't feel the same way about me no matter what Steve says.” He stuffed his hands in his pocket and stared at his boots. “So I thought maybe give someone a real shot.”

“Sweetheart, now I know I don't have all sides of the story but it sounds like she cares about you a great deal. You'll never  know until you take a chance. Plus I'm not looking to be a rebound, real relationship or not.”

Bucky felt guilt bubble up in his chest as the reached her apartment. Maybe Steve was right, maybe he should sort his shit. He looked up and met Anna's eyes.

“Look James, It's not me it's you,” she let out a hearty laugh, “But we can still be friends. And if the way you wolfed down your milkshake the other day, I'm sure I'll be seeing you around.”

Bucky stayed oddly quiet and she leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. “Good night.” And with that she disappeared into her apartment.

Bucky shook his head and hopped on his bike. He decided to drive around for a while to clear his head. He had a real mess on his hands and he needed time. Time to adjust to what everyone had been telling him. Maybe you did feel the same way. He could imagine how hurt you must have been with him when he came to your apartment with news about his date less than 24 hours after the kiss. Thinking back on it now he could see it all very clearly. You were all dolled up and wanting to talk to him about something important and then he came in babbling about a new woman. He could see your barely concealed hurt and he could kick himself. They always said hind sight was 20/20 but this was ridiculous. He had hurt his best friend and fuck that explains why you weren't at work. His heart felt heavy in his chest.

He had to find a way to make this right. He spotted a park and quickly pulled over and shut off his bike. He found an empty swing and planted himself in it. Swinging back and forth helped him settle his anxiety riddled body. His mind drifted back to the end his senior year. You had tried going out with some guy from your English class who managed to stand you up, he left you waiting at the movies for almost 30 minutes before you decided to call Bucky to pick you up. You both ended up at the park near your house, you didn't want your parents to know that this guy didn't show up after they dropped you off. You had been crying so hard that your make up had smeared down your face and all he could think was that you were too beautiful, even with thick black marks trailing down your cheeks, to be stood up. He felt rage bubble up in his chest. How could someone hurt you like this? Didn't he realize how special you were? That your heart was full of love and kindness for almost everyone?

It was probably that night that Bucky realized he loved you and here he was, on his own ruined date, wishing for nothing more than to have you close. Bucky sat on that swing until a police officer walked by with his flashlight.

“Excuse me, Sir. Park's closed for the night. You need to head out.”

Bucky nodded and stood up from the swing. “Sorry officer.”

Bucky was on his way home when he decided to check on you again. When he got to your apartment building he could see that all of the lights were still out, so either you weren't home yet (which worried him) or you were already asleep. He continued on to his apartment setting a mental reminder to text you when he made it home.

He walked in to his apartment and toed off his boots at the door. He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bear, throwing his keys and wallet on the counter. He sipped on the bottle all the way to his bedroom where he pulled off his shirt and jeans and replaced them with a pair of gray sweats. He pulled his phone out of his jeans and thew them on the chair in the corner.

He quickly typed out a text that conveyed his concern easily.

You replied almost immediately and your reply left him a little puzzled. Just got home? You weren't usually one to stay out past 7 on a work night. He tried to remain cool, even though he was suddenly very nervous.

Girls night out? He texted you.

3 minutes, no response. Maybe you were busy.

10 minutes, no response. Probably in the shower. No reason to worry.

45 minutes, no response. Bucky was throwing on a shirt.

50 minutes, no response. He was flying down the road in the direction of your apartment.

70 minutes, no response. Bucky was knocking on your door. The worry faded from his chest as he heard the TV through the door. You opened the door and he was met with a well dressed, messy haired angel. The relief that washed over him was intoxicating.

“What the hell, Bucky?” You said rubbing your eye and smudging your make up. “Its 10:45 what are you doing here?”

“You didn't answer my text.” He said with a shrug.

“You have got to be kidding me. I fell asleep. I've had a long day.”

“Sorry. I was just worried about you. You know, you didn't come to work which was weird and then you barely talked to me today and then you weren't here when I tried to check on you.” Bucky's words flew out of his mouth at break neck speed.

“Sorry Buck. I didn't mean to worry you. I just... I  needed some me time today and then I had a date this evening.”

Bucky's jaw popped open for a quick second before he snapped it shut. He was too late.

“Sorry I woke you up. See you at work tomorrow?” He asked as he tried to keep a smile on his face'

“Yeah. For sure.” You said with a large yawn.

Bucky tuned to leave. “Buck.” Your sleepy voice came from the still open door.

He turned his head too look back at you. “Yeah.”

“We're okay, right?”

“Yeah, Sweetheart.”

He watched as you stepped through the doorway and wrapped your arms around him. Bucky returned the hug, inhaling deeply as you squeezed his waist. “Good. Sorry you were worried.”

“S'alright doll.” He placed a kiss to the top of your head that you didn't seem to notice. “I didn't mean to wake you. Get some rest.” With that, Bucky left.

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prompt fill for this anon!

pairing : seth rollins/dean ambrose (ish)

genre : angst, unrequited love

words : 2k

summary : something went wrong on that monday night. seth needs to know it won’t happen again.

a/n : this is the first ambrollins fic i’ve ever written, so bear with me if there’s any inconsistencies with their characters.

out of respect for Joseph’s real-life diagnosis, i won’t be incorporating any mentions of his leukemia here. i wish him only health and happiness, and hope he takes all the time he needs to recover.

for narrative purposes, in my version of events, roman was attacked backstage by an incensed brick lesnob and was kayfabe hospitalized, leaving seth and dean to capture the titles later that night. the original plan was simply for dean to perform one dirty deeds on seth and then leave the ring. but as we all know, that isn’t what happened.

gravity’s a heartless bitch, and she’s trying her damnedest to bring seth to his knees. if it wasn’t for the aides and medics pulling him onto the gurney, he’d most definitely have passed out by now.  the ringing in his ears paired with the screams from the audience are only making his aches worse, but at least he has something to concentrate on other than the enormous, dean-shaped elephant that’s sat itself right on top of his chest.

fuck, his head hurts. it takes a ridiculous amount of focus for him to center himself once on his back, and his head feels like it weighs 50 pounds. he’s strapped in, shutting his eyes for a moment before he’s being hit on the face, muffled orders from lovell prying them open again. the gurney’s moving quickly, the crowd’s noise gradually melding into one loud roar, and it’s all seth can do to keep his chest moving up and back down again, keep his eyes open, and do everything in his power to keep from screaming his own confusion into the raucous chorus.

***

dean lost the script somewhere between that first kick and driving seth’s head into the concrete ground. as bad as seth wants to think it was a lapse in memory, or even an attempt to really sell their chaotic emotions, he knows it’s something deeper, darker stirring in dean’s head--

***

“keep me updated,” lovell hands seth his backpack, his gear having been sent to the hotel already.

“will do.” seth finishes tying up his hair and sits up on his cot, watching techs scrambling to break everything down for transport. “please tell me i can sleep.”

“sleep’s the best thing i can prescribe for you right now,” lovell assures him. “and i’ve already got you dropped from tomorrow’s card, so take advantage.”

seth nods, fiddling with one of the bag’s straps and watching a tech hustle in for a cart of first aid kits and run it in the direction of the loading docks. he swings his feet back and forth, trying to be casual and failing if the doctor’s raised brow is anything to go by.

“nothing better to prescribe?”

“by better you mean stronger,” lovell corrects, already shaking his head. “keep you up for 18 hours and make you fall over every two minutes stronger. i’ve got nothing for you.”

failing miserably, seth notes with a purse of his lips. he slides off the cot and puts his pack on, grabbing his cap and phone and leaving the doctor with a pat on the shoulder. “thanks again.”

“i don’t have to send anyone after you, do i?” lovell keeps his back turned, though the intent in his voice is serious.

“no sir,” seth responds, not without a bit of bite. “those days are behind me.”

no response. seth mutters expletives under his breath, blood beginning to boil. he zips his jacket up and pulls the hood on, tucking his chin towards his chest and keeping his face blank as he makes his way to the garage.

***

“why do you keep doing this to yourself?” dean’s voice is sharp, though he pitches his concern deep enough so only seth can hear. he keeps his body language hostile to prevent anyone from approaching them and readjusts his hold on seth, hoping it looks more like they’re deep in conversation as opposed to dean being the only thing between seth’s face and the garage’s concrete floor.

“i’m try—“ seth’s head lolls forward, his legs stiffening up so the weight of his entire body is driven onto dean, who catches him with a hissed curse.

there are eyes on them now, and dean glances around hastily, spotting mike talking with his driver by his bus and waving them over.

“what’d he take?” mike’s instantly sliding down to catch seth, helping dean lower seth to the ground and propping seth’s head up on his thigh. he motions for his driver to find a doctor and begins batting at seth’s face until seth comes to and shoves his hands away.

“hydro,” dean huffs, settling beside seth’s legs and feeling for the stiffness so he can start massaging it away.

“call it what it is, dean,” seth slurs, panting and bringing his hands to his face. “vicodin, right? mike, you know, you were there.”

mike grits his teeth, “i helped you. you came to me, remember?”

“i don’t remember you stopping me when i kept coming back.” seth groans and lifts one hand. “lower.”

dean obeys, finding the taut muscles and digging his palms in.

“is he responsive?” lovell’s voice breaks through the tension around them, and he kneels at seth’s side.

“i don’t know, is he?” seth throws his hands up, barely missing mike’s face. “go ahead and assess me, good doctor. 20 bucks says you can’t figure out what it is this time.”

“pay up,” lovell waves a small vial in seth’s face, bright yellow pills rattling around.

“you went on my bus.” seth is staring at the pills, an unreadable look in his eyes. dean tightens his ministrations, pulling seth’s focus onto him briefly. “what the fuck?”

“policy,” lovell supplies, rooting around in his bag for a bottle of water and his radio. “drink this.” he gets to his feet, muttering something into the radio.

seth snatches the bottle, angrily beginning to chug but choking with his haste. mike shoves him to a sitting position, smacking his back a little harder than necessary.

“stop fucking hitting me!” seth lurches away, trying to get to his feet. dean pulls on his leg, keeping him down and holding him still as more medics arrive with a gurney.

“i’ve gotta go,” mike grabs lovell’s arm. “make sure this disappears before it reaches the top.”

“already on it.”

seth’s placed on the gurney. everyone in the garage is accounted for and paid off for their silence. dean eventually texts roman to let him know what’s happened, though his only reaction is to ask if seth’s okay and whether or not they’re still going on the next week.

dean wishes he could be so flippant, just leave seth to his demons and only associate with him in the arenas and forget about him once he heads out.

god, if only it were that easy to forget about seth rollins.

***

“feeling blue, boss?” hugh greets seth the second he swings the bus door open. “heavy stuff.” he motions to his phone screen, where he’s watching a recap of the night.

“yeah,” seth nods, unable to ignore his faithfully jolly driver. “pretty heavy.”

“ambrose is riding with us,” hugh thumbs over his shoulder. “something about his tires being out.”

“he’s here?” seth throws his pack onto the front table, shutting the door.

hugh nods. “he looked pretty ko’d. haven’t heard a peep from him since he got on. he’s probably asleep.”

seth mulls this over, not registering his phone buzzing in his hand until hugh points to it.

“hey, rome.”

“i’m gonna go out on a limb here and say that wasn’t all part of the script.”

“good guess.” seth rubs at his neck, the muscles still smarting. “think he’s just giving the fans the heel they’ve been wanting.”

roman pauses, some indistinct noises coming from his end, then an audible click and it’s silent apart from his breaths.

“you see his face after he did it?”

“yeah.”

seth considers telling roman about his blood running cold when dean stayed on his knees after his first dirty deeds instead of leaving the ring, and the desperation he felt as he repeated assurances and pleas for dean to remember what they’d planned.

“how are you feeling?” he asks instead.

roman’s surprised inhale is enough to reveal his own confusion, but he goes with it. “sore. but i’ll be okay. how soon till you’re cleared?”

“i’ll be good by next week.”

“good.”

neither of them speak. it’s that way between the two of them pretty often now. seth can’t remember exactly when they started drifting this way, but aches as he realizes this space between them isn’t going anywhere soon. with dean switching over, it’ll only make the divide deeper, the silences heavier and all the more noticeable.

“i should go. gotta rest up.”

“yeah,” roman sighs heavily and it turns into a yawn. “me too. talk to you tomorrow?”

“sure. bye.”

“bye, bro.”

***

seth knows he’s being a coward. this is his bus, yet he hasn’t made it past the couch directly behind hugh and they’ve been driving for two hours. by now, he’s figured out that dean’s tucked away in one of the bunks between the communal and private half of the bus because of the occasional shuffling he’ll hear behind the curtain.

seth’s tired, and he wants nothing more than to rush past those bunks, dive into the shower and fall into his bed to pretend that none of this has happened. he sighs, readjusting his cap for the hundredth time before tossing it aside with a huff.

“you need some sleep, boss. you took some real damage tonight.”

“yeah, hugh, i know.”

“not trying to step on your toes—“

“i know.” seth reaches over, patting hugh’s shoulder to take the sting from his words. “i just need a minute.”

hugh nods, lowering his voice. “was i right to let him on?”

seth scratches his thumbnail across the bottom of his chin in thought for a moment. “i wouldn’t want him stranded there.”

he watches the road over hugh’s shoulder for a few moments, taking in the city lights until they blur together, his eyes fluttering open and shut a few times before he pushes himself to his feet with finality.

there’s no reason they can’t talk this out like the grown men they are. dean’s emotions got the best of him, and that’s okay. it happens. seth just needs to hear from him that that’s all it was.

hands in his jacket pockets, he lifts his chin and strides over to the bunks, switching on the light and parking himself in the middle of them before turning to the curtain he’s pretty sure dean’s tucked behind.

“i’m not too good with the long, drawn-out silences. that’s more your thing. so, if you don’t want to talk about it now, that’s okay. i just want to make sure you’re okay.”

there’s no response, and seth’s nodding to himself. “i get it. i’ll see you in the morning.” he squares his shoulders and takes a few steps into his bedroom.

“can’t hear you with your back turned to me.” dean’s voice is gravelly, tired, and coming from the bunk exactly opposite from where seth had been speaking.

the curtain opens with a swish, and seth puts his arm on the door frame, pulling himself back into the bunk space with a small smile that falls when he sees the look on dean’s face. his face is red, eyes irritated and puffy and just sad. he shifts so he’s on his side and seth immediately moves closer, raising a hand to place in that familiar spot just behind dean’s ear, but stopping himself at the last second.

“i know i said i could handle this, and i really thought i could.” dean sniffs, running a quick thumb under the tip of his nose. “but i’ve told you before, it’s just.” he gestures vaguely to his head. “sometimes the pressure just keeps building and i can’t think—“

“—i know.” seth assures him. and i hate seeing you like that. but you need to give yourself credit because you did what you were supposed to do. you did the job, and it’s what the fans wanted. did you hear the pop?”

dean scoffs dryly, keeping his eyes averted from seth. “yeah it was great. you’re not gonna say anything about what i did to you?”

it’s definitely a fair question. throughout their entire run, seth’s been the one focused on the big picture and calling the shots necessary to steer their story in the right direction. but his frustration with tonight’s plan being derailed pales in comparison to his concern for the erratic, pained way dean unloaded on him.

“do you want me to say something about it?”

“just tell me if this changes things between us.” dean mumbles. “if you want to go method and make this real, cut the cord, i don’t blame you.”

seth is already shaking his head and follows his urge this time, cupping dean’s face in his hand and bending so they’re level. dean’s eyes stay cast down, but his mouth trembles a bit, betraying how distraught the thought makes him.

“can you look at me?” seth rubs one of his thumbs over dean’s cheek, hoping to encourage him.

dean sniffs again, exhaling shakily at the touch and slowly bringing his eyes up to finally meet seth’s. seth feels his brows knit together immediately and he crowds himself closer, pressing his forehead to dean’s.

“eight years.” he asserts. “we’ve had each other for eight years and i’ve given you plenty of opportunity to leave me behind. i need you to believe me when i say that there’s no chance in hell i’m turning on you now. we’ve got a job to do and i have no idea what’s coming next, but i can’t — i won’t — go forward without you at 100%.” seth can feel his hands beginning to shake and pulls back, praying his feelings are visible.

dean’s mouth is hanging open in ponderous uncertainty, eyes shining. “i’m usually the one doing the worrying around here.”

seth raises a brow and purses his lips in acknowledgment, recalling each time he’d stumbled back from a blow to find dean there to catch him, how many times he’d been a second too slow to stop an oncoming kick or punch that dean would take to give him time to recover.

dean’s always been the punching bag of the group, branded as a lunatic to make up for his penchant for taking the brunt of the shield’s opposition. it’s broken seth’s heart more than once to see him busted up — that fateful backstage attack that left dean’s arm pinned beneath a road case came to mind — but the thought of those wounds going deeper is enough to harden his resolve and strengthen his voice as he leans in once more.

“promise me you won’t let a script make you think i don’t need you.”

“i—“ dean stops as he takes those words in, pulling his bottom lip into his mouth pensively before fixing seth with a steady azure gaze. “can you promise you’ll let me know if i go too far? no matter what it is.”

“no matter what,” seth nods. “you’ve got me and my word.”

“and you’ve got mine.” dean lurches forward, awkwardly wrapping his arms around seth, who instinctively tucks his head into the warm crook of dean’s neck.

if things were different, if the company they represented were a bit more open-minded and a lot more progressive, perhaps this storyline could end with a joyous reunion culminating in the romantic angle execs have been scoffing at since fans first got a whiff of the chemistry between the two of them. and perhaps it could’ve extended beyond the ring, placed an actual ring on seth’s finger that matched the one that felt like a hot brand being pressed into the back of his neck.

it’s wishful thinking, but not at all unwelcome or even unusual in seth’s mind. in fact, it’s been there in the back since that first meeting eight years ago, when they shook hands and seth felt as if every step he’d taken in his life had brought him to that exact spot in a humid Florida parking garage.

it pulls at his head and heart, aching in a way only the worst kinds of torture can and so he smothers it down with a light few slaps to dean’s back. the answering wobbly grunts that come from the other man reveal that he isn’t ready to let go just yet, and seth’s once again in an all-too-familiar predicament.

he won’t let dean go. not now, not ever. but that doesn’t mean he’ll enjoy the pain that comes with holding onto someone destined for another path.

for not the first time tonight, this week, or this year, he shuts his eyes and silently prays for a reprieve from the addictive anguish that is loving dean ambrose.

***

end

[flyingwerekitty]

The Bet

An Emperors fic for @kitsunix! Idk if they’re in character or not but I read a post that reminded me of Dixon and I wanted to do something with the group. ^^”

Now THIS was entertainment!

Sure, the guys could be jerks... but watching them go at each other’s throats never failed to remind Dixon why he put up with them in the first place!

He couldn’t remember what started it. An errant comment about vampire superiority had snowballed into a vicious argument, and now all he had to do was remain neutral and watch them tear each other apart. As the third general of their little army of miscreants, it was his job to act as referee. He preferred the term ‘Devil’s Advocate’ himself. All it took was a well-placed compliment here, a vague criticism there... and he was easily looking at a two-day marathon of batty antics to keep himself occupied.

Man, the Underworld was the best!

“At least I’m allowed to drink blood! Tomato-drinker!!”

“Says the guy with only one power! Dull-fangs!!”

“How DARE you!!”

“Yeah, Stoker. At least he uses his fangs!” Fueling the fire was Dixon’s specialty, and these two were a winged furnace.

“Oh, like he’s ever bitten anyone before!”

“I have so!!”

“Yeah? Prove it!!”

“Don’t worry, Thatch! At least you’ve never been captured by a Normal before! ...Oh, wait.” Dixon grinned.

Thatch glared at him and growled. “Nobody asked you!!”

“Yes you did. You said to back you up on this one. I’m backing you up.”

“I told you to back me up!” Stoker snapped.

He shrugged. “First come, first serve.”

“You wanna settle this the old-fashioned way, Batboy?”

“I can take you!! You don’t even drink blood, how tough can you be!!”

“You don’t even hunt humans, you just startle them with your fangs in broad daylight, like a coward!”

“At least I can see the sun you shut-in freak!!”

“Girls, girls... you’re both pretty.” This was Dixon’s favorite part of the argument. “May I suggest... a contest?”

The vampires exchanged glances.

“What...”

“...kind of contest?”

“Winner gets the title of Best Vampire and a cash prize. Any takers?”

Stoker snorted. “Yeah, I’ll take that! Here!” He slapped a ten dollar bill into one of Dixon’s waiting hands. “And you’d better not ‘lose’ that...”

“I’m in. I’ll just win it back anyway.” Aaand there was Thatch’s ten, in the other hand. “Lose my money, and we’ll settle this over your neck.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Dixon tucked both bills into his suit and settled in. “So... what’ll it be this time?”

“Hm... Definitely the scariest!”

“Done that already.”

“Coolest powers!”

“Too biased.”

“...The strongest?”

“Did that, too. It’s gotta be something that proves you’re the better vampire.”

“Blood-drinking contest!”

“You’re on!”

“We’re NOT doing that again. Not after last time.”

“Well, then what do you want us to do?” Stoker grumbled.

“Hm...” Thatch grinned. “I got it! You see that vampire girl over there, by the fountain?”

“She’s cute!”

“Right. I bet she wouldn’t settle for second best!”

Oh, this was perfect. “It’s settled, then! First one to get a date with the girl wins! Stoker, you’re up first.”

“What?! I was gonna go first! It’ll save us some time!”

“What, and miss watching him get rejected? That’s the best part!”

“HA! You’re both gonna eat your words! Watch a master at work, idiots!”

Even his swagger was exaggerated! There wasn’t a Normal’s chance in a coven of this working out!

They couldn’t hear what was being said, but they could see the girl’s lips curl in disgust. Both of them were snickering long before Stoker gave up, stomping back to their home base at the foot of a nearby mausoleum. Thatch nearly laughed himself right off his gravestone.

“Let’s see you do any better!!”

“Sure! Let me show you how it’s done.” Thatch smirked and adjusted his cape before sauntering towards the girl.

Stoker leaned in. “Ten bucks says he gets slapped.”

“Nah. I don’t make bets I could lose.”

They exchanged smirks.

It took even less time for the girl to reject him. He hadn’t finished his line before she was glaring at him. He never recovered from the rocky start, and soon she ended the contest for him by flying away. Thatch came storming back to the base.

“Not. a WORD.”

“HA! And you thought I sucked!”

“You both sucked.”

“Tch. Like you could do better, you’re not even a vampire!”

“Yeah! Besides, that girl’s got a heart of ice!”

“I bet double I can melt her.”

“And if you lose?”

“I’ll pay you double each.”

“Deal.”

He shook both their hands on it, ignoring their toothy, matching smirks. The girl hadn’t gone far, and he could hear wingbeats overhead as the boys tailed him. He could even hear them snickering at his gait as he strolled lazily beside her. He wasn’t trying to look ‘impressive,’ or whatever those idiots thought impressive looked like. For this to work, he only needed to be approachable.

Two minutes later and both vampires were squawking like angry parrots as he and the vampiress linked arms and headed for the gate.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Hi.”

She groaned. “Not again... leave me alone!”

“Nah, it’s cool. I’m not with them. In fact, I got a deal for ya, if you’re interested... it involves money and making both of those idiots look like... well, idiots. Whaddaya say?” He kept his voice low and his posture casual, a lazy grin plastered across his face.

She shot him a curious look. “...I’m listening.”

His grin widened. “See, those idiots made a bet that they could get you to date them. I bet them double, and I’m willing to split it 50/50 if you’re willing to fake a laugh and leave here with me. No dates required.”

She smiled. “How much is ‘double?’”

“About 40.”

“You’re willing to pay me the difference just to show up your friends?”

“Yes.”

Her laugh was loud and genuine.

“Well then, my knight in purple armor! Shall we?”

“We shall~” He offered her his arm and threw a wink at the skies behind him as they left the cemetery. They would be too busy sulking to notice him slip the $20 they gave him into her waiting hands. “Thanks. That ought to shut them up for about... four hours.”

“Well, if it’s for a good cause...” She giggled. “Thanks for the blood money. Maybe I’ll see you around!” She stopped. “...What did you say your name was again?”

“It’s Dixon. Dixon Sneer.”

[anniemar]

Hi Annie, I need makeup help. I need new makeup, like, bad, but I'm always a bit lost on what to get. Naked seems to be the new trend? I have brown eyes, and I like neutrals + gold, and purple for fancy occasions, and winged eyeliner if I have ten extra minutes in the morning. Can you advise me, like with a specific palette or something? I've been looking online for an hour now and I'm more lost than when I started...P.S. You're really cool and also gorgeous

OMG thanks man, you’re too sweet, but thank you thank you. I’m just a geek with makeup ;-) I have brown eyes too and pretty much any color can look good with our eyes but especially purples and golds. 

AND HOLY SHIT ARE YOU IN LUCK TODAY. Because it’s BLACK FRIDAY and everyone is having a sale. Though not Urban Decay’s eyeshadow palettes. And a lot of people love those, but I kinda think they’re a bit overrated. I have the Naked 3 and the Naked Smokey and felt like, a serious sense of accomplishment when I bought them, but I don’t reach for them very much. It’s like … a lot of the shades are very similar in them and the shimmers sometimes are not that great, they fade away easily and I’m like, why did I pay 50+ bucks for you? But those were the first like, definitive palettes so they are famous. They started the palette craze. I almost bought the Naked Heat but then realized I already have all those shades in other palettes and they all kinda look the same. 

If you want to go Naked though, I think the Naked 3 is the best one. It started the whole “rose gold” thing ;-) I’d go into a Sephora or an Ulta and swatch them against something like a Tarte or ABH palette. 

HOWEVER. If you like purples and golds there’s some great stuff going on right now, there’s a trend of warm/berry tones in palettes. 

I’ll go from least expensive to downright expensive. 

Check out the Colourpop palettes. The “You Had Me at Hello” and the “She” palettes sound up your alley with the golden tones and purpley and mauve tones. The shadows are very pigmented and very blendable. I adore them and they are very affordable. Their shadow pots are smaller, but I honestly love it that way because you get to a point where you have these shadows in palettes and you can’t possibly use them all up. Colourpop has two formulas, the pressed powder and the “super shock”. I’d recommend going with the pressed powder first, the super shocks are cool but they take some getting used to, they have a strange texture, kinda puttyish. They don’t apply well with a brush, best with finger application and I am attached to my brushes. 

Colourpop can be overwhelming though because their makeup is hella good but also cheap and they are always coming out with new shit and it’s easy to go a little overboard with them ;-) They are a makeup addict’s best dream/worst nightmare. 

Another great one is the Morphe Jaclyn Hill palette. It’s got everything and it’s affordable and the shadow formula is bomb. Straight up. The looks you could create with it are endless. It’s got shimmers and mattes and metallics and just … everything. 

Also, just today I bought a few Juvia’s Place palettes. The Saharan II and the Zulu. I had to take advantage of their sale and free shipping. They never have free shipping. I LOVE their shadows, they’re soooooo pigmented and the price is right. They are a black-owned business and in the beauty industry that indicates that you’re getting PIGMENTED AF shadows and vibrant colors. 

If you want to go for the most beloved palette in the entire world that would probably be the ABH Modern Renaissance. Everyone loves that palette. It’s an amazing formula. 

The new cool kid right now is the Huda Beauty Desert Dusk. I swatched it in the store and it was impressive but I couldn’t do the 65$ price tag ;-) 

And then one more, I hope I haven’t confused you more, but I have to tell you about this one. The Tarte Clay Play Face Palette is priced ridiculously low right now on the Sephora website. Shadows and contour. All the neutrals you’d want. I totally bought one.

Also if you haven’t tried it yet, the Kat Von D tattoo liner is THE BEST for your wing game. You can get a sample size at Sephora if you want to try it before buying a full-size. 

So yeah, get me talking about makeup and I’m not gonna be able to shut up. This was a long one and I hope I didn’t overwhelm you or confuse you more lol. Good luck dude, and let me know if you got anything and how you liked it! :-D I’m always happy to help/give my 2 cents. 

And for my fellow makeup addicts, please leave us your suggestions too!  

[inkinghubris]

Ep. 50: Can You Make a Living Writing Blog Posts?

Episode 50: Can You Make a Living Writing Blog Posts?

Can you make a living writing blog posts? The answer is yes. The longer answer is explained in this article where I explain to you how you can quickly and easily earn over $5000 per month writing simple blog posts.  You can listen to the episode right here. The transcription is below the player. Feel free to add your comments using the comment section below.    

Episode # Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using a combination of speech recognition software and humans, as such, it may contain errors. Please, double-check the audio file before quoting anything from this page.   Introduction 00:00 Hi kids! For episode 50 I want to return to the copywriting side for a while. As the last few weeks we have covered a lot of personal items for writing, I want to focus more on a specific writing type. Today I will answer the question "Can I make a living writing blog posts?" The answer may surprise you. Hang tight, I'll be right back. 00:00 00:00 And I am back, did you miss me? Let's get started. Ghostwriting, and blog or article writing in particular, is like the red-headed step child of the copywriting umbrella. Unlike the copywriters that work on advertorials, marketing, or introducing new products through white papers, blog writers are more or less, left in the ball pit at the burger joint when all the other kids are secured safely in the car to go home.

Earn money writing blog posts working from home. 00:00 What you may not realize, though, is that these writers are in high demand, the entry requirements are low and there is a hell of a lot of money to made out there. If you have command of the English language, basic grammar and are half-way decent at stringing words together, you can earn quite a living writing blog posts.   How do You Start? 00:00 So how is this done? What is the earning potential for blog writers? Where do I go to get a client or a gig? I can hear you, eager and willing. But let's slow down a bit. Lets' talk about what you can expect, first. 00:00 If you are new to the industry, or have yet to be paid for your writing, sit down and pay attention. Even if you don't have a college degree, you can earn over $5000 per month writing articles and blog posts for others. Let me show you how. The first step is understanding. You need to understand what you are getting into, what your expectation level needs to be and you need to understand there is no glory here.   Know What Blog Writing Entails 00:00 What you are getting into is a long day of writing, turning into long weeks of writing, followed by even more time finding writing gigs. It is a job, so get those pipe dreams of opening your laptop for an hour a day while you sip margarita's at the beach out of your head. If you want to earn the money, you have to do the work. Believe me, there will be enough time for beach front margarita's later. 00:00 Your expectation levels also need to be lowered. You won't be writing an article for Time magazine or The Wall Street Journal. Instead, you will be writing a 2000 word article on effective measures to remove bed bug poop from bed sheets. I know. I wrote that article. Believe me, there is no glory or glamour when you are writing a bed bug series of articles. I still got to take my paycheck to the bank though, so I have no regrets. Maybe a few nightmares, but no regrets. 00:00 The point is, if you want to earn the cash, you have to just suck it up and do the work. As far as your expectations go, you need to decide how much time and devotion you have to the craft. If this is a once in a while thing where you want to do an article or two per month between your yoga classes and that trip to the outlet mall, that is fine. However, if you want to work from home, at your computer and not have to worry about name tags, angry bosses and uniforms, then you are going to put in the work.   Let's see the Process 00:00 I will use a monthly income average of $3000. While the earning potential for blog writers can be much higher, I think setting your goals for $3000 a month is a good place to start. You may find that you surpass this goal quickly. Others may find it takes a bit of time. As with anything else in life, there is an element of luck built in. For example, when I first started, I made a goal of earning $1000 a month, which equaled my then current monthly income from my shitty retail job. I ended up making $1000 my first week. It can happen, I've done it. 00:00 I also put in the work. Instead of working 8 hours per day behind a cash register, I was working 10 to 12 hours a day behind my computer. While that may sound like a lot, I also got to take breaks whenever I wanted, go for a walk, or go to the store for more Doritos. I didn't always wear pants. There are a lot of creature comforts you are afforded when you work from home for yourself. As long as you are diligent.   The Hiring Process

Getting your first blog posts writing gig isn't that difficult. 00:00 You need to start by understanding how the process works. So, let me cover that quickly. You find a potential client, usually through a job posting or a hiring board. You don't get hired on the spot. Usually the client has a lot of applications to go through and is looking for more than one writer. Your entry sits on the pile with the others waiting to be read over. If you make the cut, about a week (sometimes two weeks) later you get a response asking you to write a test piece. 00:00 A test piece is generally an article the client needs written, that is done for a lower fee and expected a quick turn around. So instead of a 2000 word article, you may be asked to write a 500 word piece at half the hiring cost. I will caution you to be wary of clients asking you to write for them for free before you get the job. Always get paid for your work, even during the hiring process. Even if it is half cost, you don't work for free. There are enough paying jobs out there, you don't need to waste your time doing things without being compensated. 00:00 That soapbox speech is for another time. Back to getting hired. So you get the offer and write the test piece. You turn it in and you get paid for it. Then, you wait, again. A few days later the client decides that your writing will do and offers you the gig. You accept and off you go.   Writing Blog Posts as a Beginner 00:00 Now, when you first start off, you will most likely be working at a per word pricing structure. Depending on the client, the type of writing you are doing and how much work they have for you, this can range from a few cents per word to a dollar per word. Don't get your hopes up though, the average price just starting out is about 3 or 4 cents per word. However, even at 3 center per word, a 2000 word article earns you $60 bucks. This isn't a lot, but hey, it only took you 4 or 5 hours to do, which translates into about 20 bucks per hour. 00:00 If you don't want to work in your underwear and earn 20 bucks an hour without the need for a webcam, I don't know what to tell you. Back to the expectations. The articles you get at this stage will most likely be either informative or comparative. This means you write article with headlines like "How to wash the engine block of your car." or "Which robot vacuum is the best?" 00:00 They aren't glorious articles, the styles are highly structured and for the most part, you don't get a lot of say in what the article layout, headings and sub headings will be. The client has a niche site where they are trying to sell shit. Your job is to write an article to explain or detail how awesome that particular product or service is. If you do your job well, you will earn $60 bucks in your pocket. Which is abut how much your client will make for every visitor that clicks a link on their site. Yeah, you lose, but you can't think of it like that.   Just Do Your Job 00:00 If you just shut up and do the work you agreed to do and don't worry about what other people are earning or making off of your work, you will be much better off. Every article you write makes you a better writer. The more words you can put down, the better those words will end up being. Believe me. As a test, the first paid article you do, save it. Download it or print it out and put it away. Come back in a year with the last article you wrote and look at the two. I bet you will want to throw up a little bit after reading the first one again. 00:00 Finally, for your expectations, you need to understand how much you will work to earn that $3000 per month. If you are earning $50 to $60 per article, then you will need to write 50 to 60 articles a month. To break it down for you, that is 100,000 words written, per month. 25,000 words per week. If you plan for a 5-day work week, that is 5,000 words per day.   It Isn't For Everyone

In the beginning you will work more, for less. That will soon change 00:00 It is a lot of work. It takes a lot of time to research the information, get the specs on the products, build your tables and write paragraphs. As you get used to the process, though, you will get faster. Even with my ADD and other issues, I can easily knock out 2000 words in about two hours. If I needed to write 5,000 words per day, 5 days a week, that means I am done by lunch and still earning $3000 a month. It can be done. You just need to be diligent. 00:00 Assuming, though, that you are like me, these articles will get old quickly. A way to make them better? Earn more for them. I would much rather write a 2000 word article explaining how to wash a car when I am getting paid 200 bucks to do so, instead of $60. Wouldn't you? 00:00 In time, you can. One of the best ways to do this is to make long-term clients. Instead of applying for a job, writing an article or two and then moving to the next job posting, try to find clients with months or years worth of work. They aren't as rare as you may think. After a couple of months turning in high-quality articles and not missing deadlines (that is important, by the way, always be on time!), then you get to start making demands.   How to Earn More For the Same Amount of Work 00:00 You can ask for a raise, but you aren't likely to get it. Instead, you want to make the process easier for the client. My go-to answer is to ask to be put on a retainer. 00:00 A retainer? Like a lawyer? Exactly like that. Send an email to your client and explain the situation. Remind them how tedious is it to count the words and do the math to make sure you get paid for the exact penny. Wouldn't it be much easier to just offer a flat rate per article? Then we can dismiss this silly word counting portion and just move forward? 00:00 In most situations, the client will agree. Anything you can do to make their end easier, the more rewarded you will be. Remember, that for every article you turn in, that client is making 10 times what they paid you for it. It is easy enough for the valuable writer to stay happy and turning in those high-quality articles. If your words are valuable enough, the client will gladly offer you a larger cut of those profits. They know you will continue to earn them 10 times the value (or more) and you get to earn more money, too.   Establish a Flat Rate, Then go for the Jugular 00:00 Once you have a flat rate established, say $150 per article, you essentially asked for a raise from 3 cents per word to 8 cents per word. And if you have been keeping up, that is well above the industry standard for these articles. So, you continue this for another couple of months. hen you send your client another email. 00:00 Look boss, we have a good thing going here. Wouldn't it be easier on you to send me the article briefs you need written each month all at once? How about we go on retainer. You pay me $3000 on the first of the month, send over 12 articles and I will write them up over the next four weeks and send them back to you. We don't need to have an email back and forth every other day to submit the articles and wait for a new brief and repeat every day. Your time is valuable, and the less time you spend having to worry about these articles, the easier it is on everyone. 00:00 The first thing the client is going to do is look at how much they currently pay you. Over the course of the last few months you haven't missed any deadlines, you provide high quality articles and you are already earning about $3000 per month. It sounds like a good deal at that point. Pay you once, which saves them fees, get you out of their hair so they can focus on other things. After a couple of days you will be surprised at the response. I have asked each of my long term clients to be put on retainer after proving my worth. I have never been turned down.   It's Better if it Seems Like Their Idea 00:00 As long as you make it sound like a convenience thing, it is easier for them, better for them, you are less likely to be turned down. But did you notice what we did? We offered our current monthly rate for 12 articles. When we got hired a few months back we were earning $60 per article working for 3 cents a word. Then we moved to a flat rate of $150 per article, or 8 cents per word. Now, instead of working 5 days a week writing 5000 words per day, we are earning $250 per article for 12 articles. $3000 a month and you now work 12 days a month (assuming you can write an article per day).

You know what time it is now. 00:00 I don't know about you, but I would much rather work a 3-day work week and earn the same amount of money as I did when I was working 5 or 6 days a week. It's a no-brainer. And for those wondering about the math, you are now averaging between $45 and $60 per hour, depending on how fast you can finish an article.   In Conclusion 00:00 Now you have a couple of options. You are working 3-days per week, earning $3000 a month. That is a livable wage. You also have 2 or 3 days per week for more work. Even with one more client, going through the same process, you can double your income. Go back to working 5 days per week with 2 long-term clients instead of just one, and you are making $4500 to $6000 per month. Every month. For writing a blog post. 00:00 I will end this episode with a question for you. In a year from now, do you want to be wondering where you could be or what you could be doing, or do you want to be ghostwriting articles and earning over $5000 a month? I'm pretty sure I know what you will answer. 00:00 Until next week, kids. Have fun; write words. 00:00   Read the full article

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HOW TO INVEST $50 IN BITCOIN - DAY #1? Free Bitcoin Technical Analysis & Crypto Currency News 2107

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It’ll be just right So what i am doing now Bam Bam good good enough All proper cool, we bought our 75 lights. We go go forward and get started let’s see What must our question of the day be I feel what simply occurred not too long ago in college football this Saturday Thank university soccer simply started, you understand i am announcing I suppose I consider house soccer just began i’ll have my shirt on I obtained my helmets up there however uh that’s what we go do Who’s gonna win college football is the double-a championship this year that’s our question of the day? So jump in the chat.Inform me your favourite staff or simply ain’t even bought to be who’s gonna win the championship Who’s your favourite workforce correct? So who’s your favorite group in school soccer? I will choose a winner as soon as we get began and we will be excellent to move after which I have to share this video to our facebook workforce given that I forgot to try this Let me try this actual quick So yeah when you an assault right now leap on inform me your favourite tuition football workforce And we will be getting started here in about two minutes There we go there we go excellent Go again preserve looking your favorite team out i’ma bounce on we go do that intro and we go get began Go Like a boss that is proper every person reside from america helping you get paid everyday this is the boasts of Bitcoin the crystal of crypto it’s your boy.Be cake and in the event you don’t like me you need to no longer like cash at present is September third and Bitcoin is still above four thousand dollars, this means that it is a lot of money to be made in this marketplace a variety of persons in the market who do not recognize market psychology who don’t comprehend the vigour you realize inside of these candles could say That you recognize now’s the time to be scared, but when you already know me, I already instructed you scared money do not make none and i am never scared to make my money and at present is not any exception if this is your first time tuning in congratulations possibly you are now rocking with them exceptional. My title is BK My associates be aware of me as a crypto dealer And i’m the boasts of these charts as you are going to quickly discover you understand in the hood they name me Santa Claus on account that once I come I constantly Come bearing gifts and in these days is not any exception And so with that being said I desired to leap on this chat actual quick and choose a winner but some money money out of my pocket if you wish to win all you must do is hit that subscribe button proper now flip your notifications On and bounce on reside with me subsequent time i am on the air, to be able to be the next day so the question of the day is what’s your? Favourite institution soccer staff it is simply that effortless so let’s go ahead and opt for our winner and proper now I see plenty of Ohio.I see various Ohio players within the constructing proper now, however let’s go together with my man Joseph Joseph’s a woman who said NC State shout out to the Wolfpack, correct? So that is what we go do y ou s? Eph Joseph that is what we go do right right here. I’m gonna replica and paste your title. I am gonna throw it up in our facebook workforce it can be called the number Bitcoin group on the planet I Invite you all to join if you are gazing this video proper now.You most likely must leap in this facebook team. We got about nine thousand individuals and we are on the charts 24 hours a day Seven days a week to make every other money So all you must do Joseph is a remark on this snapshot ship me your Bitcoin pockets And i’ll ship you a couple bucks cash out of my pocket from my pockets to yours as a token of my appreciation I do price your help in our group, and me every day of the week. I’m working to get our men and women paid so with that being stated Let’s go forward and get to these charts and make this cash some of the first things I desired to do you guys is take it back a step you recognize and and seem on the possibility at hand You know it’s a brand new month.I am fresh off vacation, and that i suppose what? Higher time than to begin a 100 day assignment, and show you guys day-to-day methods to chart like a boss and find out how to revenue like a king and that is what I plan on doing So what we’re gonna do what I’ve finished already is. I have set up a brand new buying and selling account on bit ryx To which I deposited about $50 and so this means that any one With 50 bucks can get started and to be honest you don’t even need 50 for those who had 5 you could just divide everything. I am doing by 10 and get started in the event you had 500 Multiply the whole thing i am doing by means of 10 and get began, but I wanted to start with a quality smooth slate $50 is what i’m commencing with and every day.I’ll do one exchange buy or promote, and you’re going to see how rapid this cash grows additionally to that daily i’m going to be depositing a further $50 so you will find it was once 0.01 Bitcoin in these days you realize optimistically through the tip of 100 days. It’ll be correct round one full Bitcoin but we can be earning money that whole time and the outcome will amaze you I promise correct so today. We started with zero.01 this is on bit tricks and that i must buy something right you understand they throw up all these little coins in case you click on you know the markets the movers. They are going to show you what’s happening and what’s up, 20%? What’s down 12%? You know more or less where the dumb cash is flowing available in the market. I don’t quite look at any of that I already gave you guys a record on the internet site Boss of Bitcoin calm profit packaging the dream crew so anything you see me buy goes to be from one of those Two lists proper so right now. They’re announcing neo. You recognize top time real property one down 1.Eight% i am now not even doing that proper now.You recognize i’m moving i am relocating forward of the market and the place i am relocating is the place no person is watching and that’s wit my man the C H Bitcoin cash is a snoozing significant correct now in the market and the charts don’t lie So this is our chart for Bitcoin money. This is why i am shopping it imma walk you through this real fast. That is trading view calm you are looking at a 300 and forty-three minutes chart when you have the free variant you can pull up a four-hour chart and it’s going to virtually let you know the certain equal story First things first, what will we become aware of with Bitcoin money? We don’t we discover right away that we do not need That so much expertise the three moving averages that i use and each single certainly one of my charts are a seven a twenty one and a seventy seven you are not looking for the 231 when you consider that we should not have that a lot knowledge correct so first things first in case you watch a few of my older movies What i’d do is i’ll draw a line from the top to the highest Bam Bam proper, and that is displaying me the upper degree of my channel correct So top the highest, identical to that boom there.You go, and i’ll make it a high-quality little stable line like that subsequent thing i am gonna do is i’m gonna draw yet another channel from the 2 intersections and that is going to be our Breakout let’s see we obviously want this one right here, so let’s put a circle around this this is our breakout Intersection and i’m gonna anchor it into the bottom factor in time for that green value and that is our get away to interrupt out so clearly what i’m doing right here is i am forming a channel that is gonna.Supply us Bitcoin caches run line Over this entire cycle it was once up. It was down consolidated just a little bit went up and Now it can be right there proper and so what this is telling me is that Bitcoin cache has basically? Completed a full Cycle in the event you detect on any of the opposite essential Breakouts, you already know you appear at any chart. This is essentially the way it goes it jumps it crashes after which it breaks about 2/3 up and Dovetails right so that’s basically what Bitcoin cache has already finished over the direction of the previous you understand six weeks that it’s been up And this is a top time to purchase it we one thing more we are able to do is throw our Fibonacci up on it Freestyling on a fibonacci delivered to you with the aid of your boy BK Bamm-bamm right we go from escape the golf green line right the place it crossed that purple head to the highest point feasible And Even convey it down slightly bit so break out to break down see that so he went inexperienced red intersection spoil down Let me draw a circle so you will see what i’m working with so we did that intersection escape To that intersection breakdown and All that tells us is that at the same time it is on this channel Bitcoin money is now consolidating particularly nicely proper at the six one eight and If you recognize whatever about Fibonacci that’s top time actual estate.That’s the place you wish to have to purchase it considering that is your most profitable subject proper and what this says is that if Bitcoin cash when Bitcoin cash is competent to break out of that blue line it’s going to go up to the white line and as soon as it gets as much as the white line almost certainly it’s going to the highest of That orange line, which in the event you see isn’t too a ways of the discipline that’s already average in its cycle so once more this is top time real property to buy so that’s what we’re gonna do on day considered one of this hundred day challenge is we’re going to buy Bitcoin cash now. I am gonna do that as let’s examine i’m gonna buy it outright, but i am gonna put a discontinue loss in since the market is variety of crazy proper now And i don’t wish to lose no money So what i’m gonna. Do is i am gonna tell Bitcoin money That okay Bitcoin money Bamm-bamm i will do it proper there So virtually that subsequent fib goes to be my discontinue-loss Whereas once this factor actually begins rolling i’ll appear to sell it traditionally proper below that line, i don’t need to be greedy, so i will most likely take it right at the high of that green line right there, that’s gonna be my cell line proper And that offers me a exceptional very best revenue margin of about six and a half of which is beautiful strong correct So there you go, that’s Bitcoin cash and clearly we are going to take it out proper about there growth boom and that is gonna be a very very very excellent piece of revenue to this hundred days with Now granted.I can not purchase one full Bitcoin money however that doesn’t matter due to the fact the money I do put within it’ll be growing and when you consider that I paired it towards Bitcoin When it goes up, it can be surely out pacing the growth of Bitcoin So i do not care if the price of Bitcoin goes all the way down to $2,000 considering that once more in my mind Bitcoin has already at $a hundred,000 all I need to do is To beat the market all I wish to do on every trade is to accumulate more Bitcoin right and as long as we’re relocating in that direction.That is precisely what we’re doing so let’s go ahead and buy this Bitcoin money on bit Rick’s correct here the best way we do that’s we have we see we have zero.Eleven BTC available we go down here we click on Macs We put our price at the bid in an effort to sincerely provide us the going cost of the market right now i don’t need to make it a restrict order.I’ll try this on a further video I just want to get on this market and get this cash So now we click purchase it’s going to supply us slightly confirmation Are you certain you wish to have to buy Bitcoin money warning? You’re going to make some huge cash yes verify and Bam, similar to that. It’s that handy when you place this straight on bit ryx. You’ll observe that this blue reveal pops up and when the market really fills it on Their inexperienced monitor goes to pop up in a number of moments you probably have that alternate done however due to the fact we put the price at the bid it mustn’t take very long in any respect it is handiest whilst you do limit orders and you do ask and you realize that the cost range is to spread they name that it’s very very thin Or clearly i am sorry very vast To the place you wouldn’t get crammed right away, however this thing will have to consider in a topic of minutes earlier than we get off this call And there you go, and when you wanted to investigate it first first means you could possibly do that is You go scroll down a little bit bit.It can say open orders for something cause it gave me a limit with the aid of at one three one six I wanted a market order Conditional oh i assume I would’ve did an anti conditional that is okay, so this thing will consider pretty effortless and when it does it’ll truely show you your order historical past and then it’s going to pop in down there as soon as it fills so We should have that come via beautiful quickly once more.What’s? What did we put in it one three one six? Right now. It’s at one three Two one so it is gonna must drop just a little bit for us to feel but i do not think that must be a drawback We already had you know so long as you didn’t hit this sort of severe facets like put in you realize a buy Down right here you recognize considering we’re within the core we will have to think lovely handy So it is simply that handy to earn cash you guys again, my plan is to do something like this daily for the next 100 days my plan is to deposit $50 a day For the next exchange if i’m shopping I could also be promoting the following day, i’ll go in and i will buy something else next week relying on what happens.I could sell some of the cash I purchased this week correct, however i am displaying you guys how you can exchange? How one can be moneymaking and how one can preserve the money flowing? You acquired to feel about it like like a boat right a ship sitting in water it’s going to rust out after a even as you need to take that boat on the water do what it can be purported to be done you realize an plane equal factor your aircraft sitting on the runway is definitely falling apart.It needs to move within the air in order to outlive our money desires to move around so as to outlive. I believe you i’m hoping you all fully grasp that in case you just go away it parked in a bank account someplace incomes 0.02 percentage interest you’re now not going to accumulate money if you happen to don’t exchange crypto currencies that out % outperform Bitcoin cash or i’m sorry outperform Bitcoin which occurs when this goes up that means it is getting you more Bitcoin if you’re now not capable to do that then you’re going to not accumulate more Bitcoin and so again, this is our number one purpose Accumulate extra Bitcoin and the way will we do that we need to buy when these candles are setting up to try this and that is precisely what Bitcoin cash is ready to do correct now, so if you’re in the chat correct now once more this is the speedy quick video leap in there shouts at nation out if you’re in the chat i’m gonna circle around to you in about two and a half of minutes So again if that is your first time tuning in we do have What I believe is the number one crypto group on this planet we obtained about 10,000 almost 11,000 subscribers to this channel right right here we do have 9,000 contributors in our fb group My man Joseph already despatched me the pockets.Thank you for that. I will ship you this BTC as quickly as we’re done With this video and again boss of Bitcoin comm if you wish to be rewarding right this is our internet site Boston Bitcoin calm. You go see that good watching man over there on the proper-hand side proper and booted carrying the pink white and blue watching like the American Dream all you have got to do is you click on on this little Button to the left hand facet on retailer and these are two distinct products I’ve put collectively meticulous Market strategy and analysis the primary is the revenue bundle It takes quite a few time to gain knowledge of these charts to grasp when the strikes are gonna happen and i’ve finished all this be just right for you and summarize that into about three i’m sorry into ten unique coins the profit bundle is $25 it is a high ten lock down decide upon and all you are gonna do is soar from one two three to five to seven some thing is breaking out at that second that’s the place you set your money so for instance I threw up a picture the other day so that quantity two just broke out for about a hundred and two percent this week number 4 simply broke out for approximately eighty percent this week quantity eight I believe it is just broke out for a hundred percent.You already know inside the prior two weeks, correct? So you have got a fantastic assortment of cash here to where you could continuously be? Beneficial utilizing the boss procedure and that is all we’re trying to do is stay moneymaking keep outstanding and keep prosperous on the market And that is what this a approach allows you to do so with that being said let’s jump back In our chat right now. Let’s touch down touch him with our men and women swimsuit See who we obtained rocking out on the line with us correct now So earlier than we try this revenue package deal is one option you ought to buy in our group to the next is the dream crew and these are the small cap coins So virtually the twenty dollar dream team manner which you could buy each coin on this record with a twenty greenback bill So that implies each and every coin is roughly plus or minus two greenbacks So for those who don’t you don’t need that much cash to get worried you guys and be profitable and what I did is these are The small cap cash these are truly like if you happen to were field Jackson you recognize Phil Jackson obtained a pair championships with cheque, and Kobe you recognize drafting drafted Shaq out of LSU, youngster you know child-confronted and and nonetheless remains to be a younger however these are the young bucks in the marketplace correct now right these, are you understand the next-gen coins that might be ten twenty million greenback market cap at present but six months to a year from now most commonly sitting between 100 and 200 million bucks So these are ones which can be the following new release last factor we have now to be had is a one-on-one meeting and once more, if you haven’t been equipped to satisfy with me once more final week.I used to be on vacation we can be making that point up this week And that is $25 to installed you jump on right here you click on on that little link pay to $25 and it is going to take you to my personal calendar so as soon as you’re able to try this you soar on say you desired to get together you recognize Monday evening you know after the youngsters Uh, you realize, or we will say Tuesday in view that Monday is a excursion so Tuesday afternoon you understand once the kids left from school BAM there you go set it up for 1:30 Tuesday afternoon And we received some FaceTime, and we’re working to make you some cash and it is simply that effortless you guys i attempt to make myself accessible, i try to motivate help prominence and Prosperity in our community, and these are a couple of packages and merchandise. I put collectively to facilitate that system you know and that i simply leave that up there man this prophet bundle It used to be a long time coming, however this factor in case you purchased it and you purchased the coins on that record you’re up lovely excellent right now So there you go all proper? So we go jump within the chat and see who we got rocking out with the boss a Bitcoin right now let’s examine who we received continue to exist the air with us.I see my man mighty funny story from Boston, Massachusetts. I appreciate your help brother. Thank you for holding it down for the mods what’s going on in Jamaica, Slovenia Poland England Germany? What’s up, lefty, glue? I appreciate you man, El Salvador Harrisburg Germany giant Eric in Minnesota a enormous ten, youngster saying I used to be over a badger after Wisconsin no longer too lengthy in the past myself. Slovenia, Stamford, Connecticut and Puerto Rico you recognize pronouncing my man lefty Lugo and bicoastal proprietor Bait discipline maintain it down Germany within the constructing frankfurt bay field two occasions arise making georgia joke cash another time and let’s see who we bought to lock it down who we received to lock it down and final one California with a cape with that being said guys, I come on I Come on this channel everyday to do one thing and that is to make you guys some cash hopefully, we used to be able to do that in case you purchase bitcoin cash today you can be able to do that when you subscribe today you can be in a position to try this.That is my intention make as many individuals as a lot cash as feasible you know the item I constantly say if you happen to simply turn on the tv any tv on the earth and take heed to the speaking heads On tv with the voices within the ear and the phrases at the back of the monitor telling them exactly what to claim they are going to find a hundred one of a kind approaches to separate me from you hundred extraordinary approaches to divide us apart as An engineer i am within the constructing of business of constructing bridges no longer burning them What I discovered after making a lot of money is that that’s one of the bridges that tears us aside So extra money, i am ready to make the leisure of the arena extra the relaxation of the sector can come collectively and recognize each different as human beings With that being mentioned guys about that time of date signing out it can be your boy, BK. Regardless of where you keep from Brazil to the bay in California all of the means back out by means of Germany just right night time just right morning, and hi there hiya, I truly do admire your time So simply hit that thumbs up button like and subscribe if you respect my make certain you replica and paste this video to a friend anyone you want to empower an individual you need to see do well anybody you wish to have to learn with financially that is what it can be that’s what it can be all about proper there till we meet again stay cryptic y’all, please

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THE BOSS OF BITCOIN!! What are we doing right here, what are you doing guys? What is going on on people are you able to guys hear me ok? I am in the chat proper now simply make sure we are able to hear every other real rapid Cookie said I seem bored now. Uh i’m good what’s going on logs, thanks for joining us All right, so uh is my situation good proper now you guys hear me, okay. Good loud and clear good good excellent Wolf of crypto mentioned the place is Neos quantity going? I have no idea I in no way pay attention to quantity i don’t rather have to as soon as the Intersections tell the can knows where to head and the volume will come back into it so I have no inspiration the place the quantity goes I understand it’s a industrial currency as industrial money in the back of itself businesses entities businesses executive’s own neo so in the event that they stopped shopping briefly which is caused by the twenty billion greenback decline and market cap over the last few days, then that is by and large where it went huge crypto said you’re trying to message me on facebook All correct, good let me assess excellent read and reply please is the correction over already in most cases no longer however that doesn’t imply that you cannot become profitable out there.I am never scared to make some money Scared money don’t make none All right, so what we’re gonna do real fast um Let’s throw up this timer i’m officially back an office feels good to be home Slept in my own mattress in these days. I bought I landed Landed like seven eight simply practically 9 o’clock Went a little bit to love midday jumped up and bought on some charts and right here i am four:00 p.M.. On a Sunday Make us some money in the markets So let’s do this let me pull you guys over right here What time is eat 443 let’s do 4 Cool i am trying to smash this thing out actual rapid exit full-monitor there you go Bambam that is better you are able to do this now BAM just right No all correct alternate the calendar month Oh A month is what calendar month September What calendar month? We’re coming there month are you guys speakme about? Salut my man in Nigeria what’s going on? Kenya Mark, thanks for staying up with me.I attempt to make it worth your while Austria what is going on on? We crypto I believe they certainly not potty you on facebook okay guys so once more. This is the way it works. We must stand up to seventy five likes If we’re competent to do this earlier than seven minutes runs out i will bounce into ten and decide upon a cash winner once we go survive the air ensure you hit that subscribe button flip your notifications on so you’re capable to leap on survive the air with me whenever I do a video i try to supply away cash So that is your danger Hmm we’ve not performed the query of the day we will do the query of the day As soon as we go correct before we go reside once we have now seventy five likes Then we are going to go forward and start the video.I will supply out the query of the day but if we do not get 75 likes then uh No query of the day no money Elle balls cat i am striking in a link correct now for tremendous rapid that’s the excellent website to purchase Cryptocurrency to buy a Bitcoin for money Straight out of coinbase you do not must give them your social security number you in actual fact take cash right into a financial institution Put it into the account and also you get the %cash despatched straight to your pockets it’s lovely cool I did about some huge cash.I did a lot of money via them Yeah, man Cool seventy five Dunham increase just right, all proper. Let me uh grasp a cup of water. I will be proper again. We are going to get began That was once fast y’all quick alright okay what’s going on big Joe? I see you in the market man. Maintaining it down for miles. I recognize you very well here. We go here we go you do not like me ought to now not like what very well? Just trying out the thread actual rapid once more have you been seeking to get in touch with me I express regret i have been on vacation you will see your boy a bit of bit darker than he used to be when he left Had a quality high-quality great go back and forth To the South Bahamas it was once good well needed so I truly shut my laptop down you know I jumped on a couple of times I believe nevertheless it used to be first-rate, so i have been off the grid off The grid, however we back at it back at residence again within the workplace bought the bay on my again.I’m pronouncing So yeah, it’s going to be just right. It’ll be just right So what i am doing now Bam Bam good good enough All proper cool, we bought our 75 lights. We go go forward and get started let’s see What must our question of the day be I feel what simply occurred not too long ago in college football this Saturday Thank university soccer simply started, you understand i am announcing I suppose I consider house soccer just began i’ll have my shirt on I obtained my helmets up there however uh that’s what we go do Who’s gonna win college football is the double-a championship this year that’s our question of the day? So jump in the chat.Inform me your favourite staff or simply ain’t even bought to be who’s gonna win the championship Who’s your favourite workforce correct? So who’s your favorite group in school soccer? I will choose a winner as soon as we get began and we will be excellent to move after which I have to share this video to our facebook workforce given that I forgot to try this Let me try this actual quick So yeah when you an assault right now leap on inform me your favourite tuition football workforce And we will be getting started here in about two minutes There we go there we go excellent Go again preserve looking your favorite team out i’ma bounce on we go do that intro and we go get began Go Like a boss that is proper every person reside from america helping you get paid everyday this is the boasts of Bitcoin the crystal of crypto it’s your boy.Be cake and in the event you don’t like me you need to no longer like cash at present is September third and Bitcoin is still above four thousand dollars, this means that it is a lot of money to be made in this marketplace a variety of persons in the market who do not recognize market psychology who don’t comprehend the vigour you realize inside of these candles could say That you recognize now’s the time to be scared, but when you already know me, I already instructed you scared money do not make none and i am never scared to make my money and at present is not any exception if this is your first time tuning in congratulations possibly you are now rocking with them exceptional. My title is BK My associates be aware of me as a crypto dealer And i’m the boasts of these charts as you are going to quickly discover you understand in the hood they name me Santa Claus on account that once I come I constantly Come bearing gifts and in these days is not any exception And so with that being said I desired to leap on this chat actual quick and choose a winner but some money money out of my pocket if you wish to win all you must do is hit that subscribe button proper now flip your notifications On and bounce on reside with me subsequent time i am on the air, to be able to be the next day so the question of the day is what’s your? Favourite institution soccer staff it is simply that effortless so let’s go ahead and opt for our winner and proper now I see plenty of Ohio.I see various Ohio players within the constructing proper now, however let’s go together with my man Joseph Joseph’s a woman who said NC State shout out to the Wolfpack, correct? So that is what we go do y ou s? Eph Joseph that is what we go do right right here. I’m gonna replica and paste your title. I am gonna throw it up in our facebook workforce it can be called the number Bitcoin group on the planet I Invite you all to join if you are gazing this video proper now.You most likely must leap in this facebook team. We got about nine thousand individuals and we are on the charts 24 hours a day Seven days a week to make every other money So all you must do Joseph is a remark on this snapshot ship me your Bitcoin pockets And i’ll ship you a couple bucks cash out of my pocket from my pockets to yours as a token of my appreciation I do price your help in our group, and me every day of the week. I’m working to get our men and women paid so with that being stated Let’s go forward and get to these charts and make this cash some of the first things I desired to do you guys is take it back a step you recognize and and seem on the possibility at hand You know it’s a brand new month.I am fresh off vacation, and that i suppose what? Higher time than to begin a 100 day assignment, and show you guys day-to-day methods to chart like a boss and find out how to revenue like a king and that is what I plan on doing So what we’re gonna do what I’ve finished already is. I have set up a brand new buying and selling account on bit ryx To which I deposited about $50 and so this means that any one With 50 bucks can get started and to be honest you don’t even need 50 for those who had 5 you could just divide everything. I am doing by 10 and get started in the event you had 500 Multiply the whole thing i am doing by means of 10 and get began, but I wanted to start with a quality smooth slate $50 is what i’m commencing with and every day.I’ll do one exchange buy or promote, and you’re going to see how rapid this cash grows additionally to that daily i’m going to be depositing a further $50 so you will find it was once 0.01 Bitcoin in these days you realize optimistically through the tip of 100 days. It’ll be correct round one full Bitcoin but we can be earning money that whole time and the outcome will amaze you I promise correct so today. We started with zero.01 this is on bit tricks and that i must buy something right you understand they throw up all these little coins in case you click on you know the markets the movers. They are going to show you what’s happening and what’s up, 20%? What’s down 12%? You know more or less where the dumb cash is flowing available in the market. I don’t quite look at any of that I already gave you guys a record on the internet site Boss of Bitcoin calm profit packaging the dream crew so anything you see me buy goes to be from one of those Two lists proper so right now. They’re announcing neo. You recognize top time real property one down 1.Eight% i am now not even doing that proper now.You recognize i’m moving i am relocating forward of the market and the place i am relocating is the place no person is watching and that’s wit my man the C H Bitcoin cash is a snoozing significant correct now in the market and the charts don’t lie So this is our chart for Bitcoin money. This is why i am shopping it imma walk you through this real fast. That is trading view calm you are looking at a 300 and forty-three minutes chart when you have the free variant you can pull up a four-hour chart and it’s going to virtually let you know the certain equal story First things first, what will we become aware of with Bitcoin money? We don’t we discover right away that we do not need That so much expertise the three moving averages that i use and each single certainly one of my charts are a seven a twenty one and a seventy seven you are not looking for the 231 when you consider that we should not have that a lot knowledge correct so first things first in case you watch a few of my older movies What i’d do is i’ll draw a line from the top to the highest Bam Bam proper, and that is displaying me the upper degree of my channel correct So top the highest, identical to that boom there.You go, and i’ll make it a high-quality little stable line like that subsequent thing i am gonna do is i’m gonna draw yet another channel from the 2 intersections and that is going to be our Breakout let’s see we obviously want this one right here, so let’s put a circle around this this is our breakout Intersection and i’m gonna anchor it into the bottom factor in time for that green value and that is our get away to interrupt out so clearly what i’m doing right here is i am forming a channel that is gonna.Supply us Bitcoin caches run line Over this entire cycle it was once up. It was down consolidated just a little bit went up and Now it can be right there proper and so what this is telling me is that Bitcoin cache has basically? Completed a full Cycle in the event you detect on any of the opposite essential Breakouts, you already know you appear at any chart. This is essentially the way it goes it jumps it crashes after which it breaks about 2/3 up and Dovetails right so that’s basically what Bitcoin cache has already finished over the direction of the previous you understand six weeks that it’s been up And this is a top time to purchase it we one thing more we are able to do is throw our Fibonacci up on it Freestyling on a fibonacci delivered to you with the aid of your boy BK Bamm-bamm right we go from escape the golf green line right the place it crossed that purple head to the highest point feasible And Even convey it down slightly bit so break out to break down see that so he went inexperienced red intersection spoil down Let me draw a circle so you will see what i’m working with so we did that intersection escape To that intersection breakdown and All that tells us is that at the same time it is on this channel Bitcoin money is now consolidating particularly nicely proper at the six one eight and If you recognize whatever about Fibonacci that’s top time actual estate.That’s the place you wish to have to purchase it considering that is your most profitable subject proper and what this says is that if Bitcoin cash when Bitcoin cash is competent to break out of that blue line it’s going to go up to the white line and as soon as it gets as much as the white line almost certainly it’s going to the highest of That orange line, which in the event you see isn’t too a ways of the discipline that’s already average in its cycle so once more this is top time real property to buy so that’s what we’re gonna do on day considered one of this hundred day challenge is we’re going to buy Bitcoin cash now. I am gonna do that as let’s examine i’m gonna buy it outright, but i am gonna put a discontinue loss in since the market is variety of crazy proper now And i don’t wish to lose no money So what i’m gonna. Do is i am gonna tell Bitcoin money That okay Bitcoin money Bamm-bamm i will do it proper there So virtually that subsequent fib goes to be my discontinue-loss Whereas once this factor actually begins rolling i’ll appear to sell it traditionally proper below that line, i don’t need to be greedy, so i will most likely take it right at the high of that green line right there, that’s gonna be my cell line proper And that offers me a exceptional very best revenue margin of about six and a half of which is beautiful strong correct So there you go, that’s Bitcoin cash and clearly we are going to take it out proper about there growth boom and that is gonna be a very very very excellent piece of revenue to this hundred days with Now granted.I can not purchase one full Bitcoin money however that doesn’t matter due to the fact the money I do put within it’ll be growing and when you consider that I paired it towards Bitcoin When it goes up, it can be surely out pacing the growth of Bitcoin So i do not care if the price of Bitcoin goes all the way down to $2,000 considering that once more in my mind Bitcoin has already at $a hundred,000 all I need to do is To beat the market all I wish to do on every trade is to accumulate more Bitcoin right and as long as we’re relocating in that direction.That is precisely what we’re doing so let’s go ahead and buy this Bitcoin money on bit Rick’s correct here the best way we do that’s we have we see we have zero.Eleven BTC available we go down here we click on Macs We put our price at the bid in an effort to sincerely provide us the going cost of the market right now i don’t need to make it a restrict order.I’ll try this on a further video I just want to get on this market and get this cash So now we click purchase it’s going to supply us slightly confirmation Are you certain you wish to have to buy Bitcoin money warning? You’re going to make some huge cash yes verify and Bam, similar to that. It’s that handy when you place this straight on bit ryx. You’ll observe that this blue reveal pops up and when the market really fills it on Their inexperienced monitor goes to pop up in a number of moments you probably have that alternate done however due to the fact we put the price at the bid it mustn’t take very long in any respect it is handiest whilst you do limit orders and you do ask and you realize that the cost range is to spread they name that it’s very very thin Or clearly i am sorry very vast To the place you wouldn’t get crammed right away, however this thing will have to consider in a topic of minutes earlier than we get off this call And there you go, and when you wanted to investigate it first first means you could possibly do that is You go scroll down a little bit bit.It can say open orders for something cause it gave me a limit with the aid of at one three one six I wanted a market order Conditional oh i assume I would’ve did an anti conditional that is okay, so this thing will consider pretty effortless and when it does it’ll truely show you your order historical past and then it’s going to pop in down there as soon as it fills so We should have that come via beautiful quickly once more.What’s? What did we put in it one three one six? Right now. It’s at one three Two one so it is gonna must drop just a little bit for us to feel but i do not think that must be a drawback We already had you know so long as you didn’t hit this sort of severe facets like put in you realize a buy Down right here you recognize considering we’re within the core we will have to think lovely handy So it is simply that handy to earn cash you guys again, my plan is to do something like this daily for the next 100 days my plan is to deposit $50 a day For the next exchange if i’m shopping I could also be promoting the following day, i’ll go in and i will buy something else next week relying on what happens.I could sell some of the cash I purchased this week correct, however i am displaying you guys how you can exchange? How one can be moneymaking and how one can preserve the money flowing? You acquired to feel about it like like a boat right a ship sitting in water it’s going to rust out after a even as you need to take that boat on the water do what it can be purported to be done you realize an plane equal factor your aircraft sitting on the runway is definitely falling apart.It needs to move within the air in order to outlive our money desires to move around so as to outlive. I believe you i’m hoping you all fully grasp that in case you just go away it parked in a bank account someplace incomes 0.02 percentage interest you’re now not going to accumulate money if you happen to don’t exchange crypto currencies that out % outperform Bitcoin cash or i’m sorry outperform Bitcoin which occurs when this goes up that means it is getting you more Bitcoin if you’re now not capable to do that then you’re going to not accumulate more Bitcoin and so again, this is our number one purpose Accumulate extra Bitcoin and the way will we do that we need to buy when these candles are setting up to try this and that is precisely what Bitcoin cash is ready to do correct now, so if you’re in the chat correct now once more this is the speedy quick video leap in there shouts at nation out if you’re in the chat i’m gonna circle around to you in about two and a half of minutes So again if that is your first time tuning in we do have What I believe is the number one crypto group on this planet we obtained about 10,000 almost 11,000 subscribers to this channel right right here we do have 9,000 contributors in our fb group My man Joseph already despatched me the pockets.Thank you for that. I will ship you this BTC as quickly as we’re done With this video and again boss of Bitcoin comm if you wish to be rewarding right this is our internet site Boston Bitcoin calm. You go see that good watching man over there on the proper-hand side proper and booted carrying the pink white and blue watching like the American Dream all you have got to do is you click on on this little Button to the left hand facet on retailer and these are two distinct products I’ve put collectively meticulous Market strategy and analysis the primary is the revenue bundle It takes quite a few time to gain knowledge of these charts to grasp when the strikes are gonna happen and i’ve finished all this be just right for you and summarize that into about three i’m sorry into ten unique coins the profit bundle is $25 it is a high ten lock down decide upon and all you are gonna do is soar from one two three to five to seven some thing is breaking out at that second that’s the place you set your money so for instance I threw up a picture the other day so that quantity two just broke out for about a hundred and two percent this week number 4 simply broke out for approximately eighty percent this week quantity eight I believe it is just broke out for a hundred percent.You already know inside the prior two weeks, correct? So you have got a fantastic assortment of cash here to where you could continuously be? Beneficial utilizing the boss procedure and that is all we’re trying to do is stay moneymaking keep outstanding and keep prosperous on the market And that is what this a approach allows you to do so with that being said let’s jump back In our chat right now. Let’s touch down touch him with our men and women swimsuit See who we obtained rocking out on the line with us correct now So earlier than we try this revenue package deal is one option you ought to buy in our group to the next is the dream crew and these are the small cap coins So virtually the twenty dollar dream team manner which you could buy each coin on this record with a twenty greenback bill So that implies each and every coin is roughly plus or minus two greenbacks So for those who don’t you don’t need that much cash to get worried you guys and be profitable and what I did is these are The small cap cash these are truly like if you happen to were field Jackson you recognize Phil Jackson obtained a pair championships with cheque, and Kobe you recognize drafting drafted Shaq out of LSU, youngster you know child-confronted and and nonetheless remains to be a younger however these are the young bucks in the marketplace correct now right these, are you understand the next-gen coins that might be ten twenty million greenback market cap at present but six months to a year from now most commonly sitting between 100 and 200 million bucks So these are ones which can be the following new release last factor we have now to be had is a one-on-one meeting and once more, if you haven’t been equipped to satisfy with me once more final week.I used to be on vacation we can be making that point up this week And that is $25 to installed you jump on right here you click on on that little link pay to $25 and it is going to take you to my personal calendar so as soon as you’re able to try this you soar on say you desired to get together you recognize Monday evening you know after the youngsters Uh, you realize, or we will say Tuesday in view that Monday is a excursion so Tuesday afternoon you understand once the kids left from school BAM there you go set it up for 1:30 Tuesday afternoon And we received some FaceTime, and we’re working to make you some cash and it is simply that effortless you guys i attempt to make myself accessible, i try to motivate help prominence and Prosperity in our community, and these are a couple of packages and merchandise. I put collectively to facilitate that system you know and that i simply leave that up there man this prophet bundle It used to be a long time coming, however this factor in case you purchased it and you purchased the coins on that record you’re up lovely excellent right now So there you go all proper? So we go jump within the chat and see who we got rocking out with the boss a Bitcoin right now let’s examine who we received continue to exist the air with us.I see my man mighty funny story from Boston, Massachusetts. I appreciate your help brother. Thank you for holding it down for the mods what’s going on in Jamaica, Slovenia Poland England Germany? What’s up, lefty, glue? I appreciate you man, El Salvador Harrisburg Germany giant Eric in Minnesota a enormous ten, youngster saying I used to be over a badger after Wisconsin no longer too lengthy in the past myself. Slovenia, Stamford, Connecticut and Puerto Rico you recognize pronouncing my man lefty Lugo and bicoastal proprietor Bait discipline maintain it down Germany within the constructing frankfurt bay field two occasions arise making georgia joke cash another time and let’s see who we bought to lock it down who we received to lock it down and final one California with a cape with that being said guys, I come on I Come on this channel everyday to do one thing and that is to make you guys some cash hopefully, we used to be able to do that in case you purchase bitcoin cash today you can be able to do that when you subscribe today you can be in a position to try this.That is my intention make as many individuals as a lot cash as feasible you know the item I constantly say if you happen to simply turn on the tv any tv on the earth and take heed to the speaking heads On tv with the voices within the ear and the phrases at the back of the monitor telling them exactly what to claim they are going to find a hundred one of a kind approaches to separate me from you hundred extraordinary approaches to divide us apart as An engineer i am within the constructing of business of constructing bridges no longer burning them What I discovered after making a lot of money is that that’s one of the bridges that tears us aside So extra money, i am ready to make the leisure of the arena extra the relaxation of the sector can come collectively and recognize each different as human beings With that being mentioned guys about that time of date signing out it can be your boy, BK. Regardless of where you keep from Brazil to the bay in California all of the means back out by means of Germany just right night time just right morning, and hi there hiya, I truly do admire your time So simply hit that thumbs up button like and subscribe if you respect my make certain you replica and paste this video to a friend anyone you want to empower an individual you need to see do well anybody you wish to have to learn with financially that is what it can be that’s what it can be all about proper there till we meet again stay cryptic y’all, please