#la multi ani 18 ani

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Mesaje de la multi ani de 18 ani, urari, sms, felicitari

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- Money, Power, Glory pt 1 -

Pairing: CEO! Silverfox! Natasha Romanoff x Escort! Fem! Reader

Genre: suggestive

Summary: Natasha Romanoff, successful and rich CEO, books an urgent meeting with someone who she might be able to finally destress with. Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Word count: 1.5k

Warnings: top! Natasha x bottom! R, Natasha has a penis, BIG age gap (N=56, R=24), suggestive themes.

A/N: this story contains mature topics so anyone who isn’t 18+ DNI. Just as an introduction hehe don't worry, their first time is in the next one, I won't leave it out! Thanks sooo much to @rt--link and @supercorpdanbeau for being the kindest and both helping me out ❤️ As usual, likes, reblogs and comments are very appreciated! Enjoy ♡

Masterlist

You still remember clearly the day you received the call from your agent. You honestly thought it was a cruel joke of hers at first, but the serious, yet excited, tone in her voice easily reassured you of the realness of the situation. The fact that she was calling you in the first place, and not quickly messaging you, was clear proof of just how important and urgent the matter was. Not only were you requested for that same night, meaning that the trusted woman deemed the new customer as important enough to ditch the advance days you usually demanded, but the house you needed to get to was of no regular person.

You were a high end escort, pleasing la creme de la creme only, well, at least in terms of monetary assets. You, and the agency you worked with, were known for your discretion, professionalism and skills, an overall level of competence that simply tended to attract clients of a certain status. And that's how you met her, the Natasha Romanoff herself, CEO of a multi-billion company she had created from the ground up in her decades-long career. But why was she so important? She would've been the richest one of your clients, it was as simple as that. Pretty much every single one of them were at the head of, if not close to, big and different companies, all with the highest power of the twenty-first century in their hands, money. You had actually thought about dipping your toes in the world of politics once, which was not so surprisingly filled with countless requests interested in your realm of expertise, but thanks to long consideration and much advice, you had decided to avoid its risks, settling on who you knew, after all, had what you wanted, filthy rich assholes. And gosh, wasn't she the richest one of them all.

Aside from her status, the thought of such a woman, so idolized she seemed unattainable, who could and probably had everything in the world, asking for your company, intrigued you immensely. That day, during every single hour you had spent to thoroughly take care of your appearance just for her, anticipation completely took over you. You knew she was beautiful and you genuinely thought she was fucking hot, which wasn't necessarily to be taken for granted in your line of work, but what you found yourself needing to know, and consequently making your interest in her grow even more, was how she was going to be in private. Was she going to be just like one of those countless naggingly cocky know-it-all's who thought of themselves as some sex gods, and gods in general, but really couldn't even figure out if you had cum yet? You found yourself almost wanting her to be different than everybody else, because deep down you felt like, even if she was the most annoying, full of herself bitch ever, you would’ve gladly tried to satisfy every single one of her needs and taken anything from her with a smile on your face. Ok, maybe scrolling for an hour through the internet looking up information about her and consequently ending up lost through any picture of her you could find wasn’t the best idea, but what could you say, you had a bit of a sweet spot for powerful women.

What you gathered from your innocent stalking session, though, was mainly about her countless successes in life but also concerning some gossip regarding her not so successful marriage life. It didn’t bother you, barely anything about your clients did at that point, but it only intrigued you more about why she wanted someone like you. She could’ve had anybody, she was a walking goddess with her pockets more than full and ladies most definitely falling at her feet left and right, yet there she was, in her car, getting back home after one of the longest and most tiring weeks of the past few months to wait for a girl she’d only seen a couple pictures of to take her mind off of everything. Her driver immediately knew not to even greet her by her frustrated sigh and the pinching of the bridge of her own nose as soon as she got in the car and immediately took off to her desired destination, making Natasha thank any and all gods for the nice relief after such displays of incompetence she had to endure from basically her whole staff. She was right at her limit and all the pent up anger and irritation from the week was finally starting to crack her composed facade at the prospect of the imminent weekend slowly reaching her. She didn’t even want to have dinner, she just needed to be at home, everyone out of her goddamn house and a pussy to unload some stress into. If she had to be honest, in that specific moment, she even missed her disastrous married life and the perk of having a wife always waiting for her at home, ready to meet her needs at the end of the day.

She, unfortunately, never felt the symptoms of "true love" with any of her ex wives, but the thought of how badly it had gone wrong with all of them still pained her a little every time her mind drifted to that phase of her life. During her successful yet busy life she'd been through her fair share of failed marriages, all with beautiful women she'd deeply cared for, but all eventually focused on one thing only, her absence. The first thing she'd always made sure to make very, very clear was just how little time she had to dedicate to anything outside of her company, which unfortunately included her personal life. Her best guess was that the haziness coming from a brand new love must've made it hard to get a grasp on her words…every single time, apparently.

It didn't matter anymore, though, because what she had to focus on now seemed to be much more important than any matter ever had. The quick, warm shower she had just enough time to take as soon as she got home was thankfully able to wash away the surface level anger that was starting to make her temple throb, preventing her from being a rude prick for the rest of the night. She was aware, after all, of the favor you were doing to her by working the night without any notice and all she wanted to do was be respectful for your kind availability. Being her perfectionist self, and deep down maybe even wanting you to like her, she knew she had to focus on not losing her mind on minor things like her outfit, so she decided to try to at least appear to be careless about her appearance and only focus the last bits of mental strength she had on the more relaxing, pleasurable parts of the night. Of course she still couldn't help but fix her hair just a little and change her sweatshirt for a still casual but more put together beige, cashmere sweater. She'd had it for years and, despite its condition not being the best, she couldn't bring herself to get rid of it, it just reminded her too much of- nevermind. A few small holes and pulled threads on her top would certainly be the last thought on your mind anyway.

She didn't even realize she was starting to zone out while still looking at herself in the mirror, when the sudden, distant ring of the front door slightly startled her, effectively making her get herself back together. What was minutes away from happening truly dawned on her as she descended the stairs to the first floor and, for a brief moment, as she walked through the entrance corridor and saw the blurry outline of your figure through the frosted glass of the tall door, time seemed to slow down and for the first time in years she felt a small twinge of anxiety creeping up on her the closer she got to you. She was really doing it, she was really about to follow the advice of her idiot Stark friend and didn't mind it too much. Maybe she was really getting old, maybe age was starting to actually play some tricks on her, because, as her hand pushed the cold handle of the entrance door and started to pull it open, the snippets of hair she could start to see of you lit a confident fire in her that only burned more vividly as your form was finally fully displayed to her, making it impossible for her to suppress the excitement she suddenly felt at the sight of you in person, looking at her through your lashes with subtle faux innocence she could see right through.

"Good evening, Ms Romanoff"

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Part 2

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Tags: @fxckmiup @natashasilverfox

[seeingivy]

triple threat

actor!eren x f!reader

you get cast in the role of your dreams

**part of my method acting fic, masterlist here

content: hange + levi being in love, hange pronouns are written as they/she, you and eren embarassing yourself, some good old cheesy childhood dreams

an: welcome to the actor-verse :DDD

-

The first time you see that speech, it changes your life. You’re six and barely understand why the situation is such a big deal. That Hange Zoe is the first person, the first queer person, ever to receive the triple threat commendation from The Institute. 

The Institute runs the industry. From the biggest movies to theatre plays, they hand out shiny gold awards each year to the best of the best. But the triple threat, it’s unlike any of the other awards. It’s not given out at a set time or pushed out yearly like the others. 

It’s at random times - some years, there are three triple threats, and others, there are none. It’s the highest award anyone can hope and dream of winning from the industry. 

A triple threat is someone recognized for their work in the big three - singing, dancing, and acting. And each of those things can be taken loosely and mean different things to different actors. 

For example, Hange Zoe’s co-star and partner, Levi Ackerman, received a triple threat commendation a few years ago. Acting in a Bond movie - his most famous stunt being a skilled walk on a tightrope, which the Savants considered dancing. And with one cameo in the Phantom of the Opera on an odd night when the actor was sick, he sang for three hours and was he was sold. 

He became a triple threat three hours after. 

And now, Hange Zoe, one of your favorite actors, did all three in their famous film, La La Land, with the same co-star. A beautifully crafted movie - about the highs and lows of the industry, of chasing a dream, of letting go of love to pursue it.

And here they are - tears streaming down their face as they stand to take the award. When they press a kiss on Levi’s cheek and take the stage, you remember the words solidifying, forming, and taking residence in your chest. 

To anyone watching at home, in their living room in their rundown pajamas, this is a sign to never ever give up on your dreams. Because that used to be me, and it can be you too. Never let anyone stop you from becoming the triple threat you are meant to be. To let that fire run wild and true and let people see the real you. 

And you decide then and there - that it’s your dream to be a triple threat. To let your fire run wild and true. And most of all, to show people the real you. 

- 

July 9th is the most nerve-wracking day in the history of nerve-wracking days. What was supposed to be a regular day at the coffee shop you work at suddenly became one of the most stressful experiences of your life. 

WIT Studios, one of the biggest production companies, had sent out a casting call for actors aged 15-18 for a new, multi-season show. And when you accidentally knocked the flyer off the board at your aforementioned silly cafe job, it felt like a sign. 

Some part of you, years ago, knocked your dream down. And it was a culmination of things. 

That you never really got called back for casting calls. You couldn’t book simple commercials, and agents said you didn’t have that spark. 

And as many interviews you could watch of your favorite actors explaining how they got into the roles and connected with characters, the stupid kibble commercials you were trying to book just didn’t do that.

And you sing in the choir at your school and dance in school plays, but that’s hardly a triple threat category. You can’t even get the position to be head of the choir - to delude yourself into thinking you’re triple-threat material is insane. 

So you let it go. And many people do because it’s just like every other silly childhood dream. You decided to stick with school, plan on attending college, and work a simple job. Stream the Institute Awards every year, watch your favorite people sob over winning awards, and then secretly go in the bathroom and practice a speech you won’t ever say. 

Granted, that’s humiliating, but it’s better than getting kicked down each time. Because casting actors can be rude. And the entire industry is bleak - because there are only so many times that you can get shot down before throwing the towel in, which is very fast for you.

But the flyer seems right. And there’s no harm in trying after all these years. It’s for a real show, an action drama called Attack on Titan. The casting room - it’s down the street from the cafe and you can go right after work. 

But now that you’re here, awkwardly fidgeting in the cream chairs, you realize you’ve made the biggest mistake. Because the actors in the room - you know them. 

Some of the biggest child actors that have been acting since they were basically toddlers, flipping through the same script as you. Practicing tongue twisters, taking deep breaths. 

And you’re a fraud. Because you don’t know the short of hand or how any of this works. And when the red-haired woman calls your name, a dark green clipboard in her hand, you follow her into the room with a deep lump in your throat, it being evidently obvious to you that you were about to humiliate yourself.

It’s a small holding room filled with four people. The red-haired woman and two other men sit at one long table, papers spread across the page. There’s a black camera in the center, glaring right into your line of vision from where you’re sitting. 

“It’s a chemistry screening. This is Eren. He’s going to be playing the lead in the show. We’re just looking to fill the female co-star role. Just do the scene the way it feels right to you - there’s no correct way to act in this.” 

You nod, switching your chair so you’re facing Eren. And then you take him in. He has short brown hair and almost bored green eyes as he takes a swig of his water bottle, his name scribbled in messy writing over the top. And you can hear the recording camera beep, trying your best to ignore the fact that you’re on camera with him right now, as you take a deep breath.

You reach forward, tapping on his shoulder with your pointer finger. And he looks up, green eyes timidly looking into yours. You give him the most sincere smile you can and introduce yourself. 

“I’m Y/N. It’s nice to meet you.” 

“Eren. Eren Jaeger.” 

Eren sticks his hand out to you, his grasp firm, as you both give each other a smile. And then you remember the lines. You stick your hand out, placing it on his shoulder as you squeeze. The action seems to take him off guard, his eyes widening as you start talking. 

“We should be getting back.” 

You watch the realization spread across his face as he quietly nods, rubbing his hand at the back of his neck. You guess your introduction might have thrown him off, and you should have told him you would start the scene now. 

Dear god, you were already messing this up. 

“What are we doing here, Y/N?” 

You lean back in your chair, pressing your hands to the bridge of your nose, trying to remember the rest of the line. 

“You were so deep asleep that you’re only half awake now?” 

You watch Eren’s face contort into confusion and feel the embarrassment coursing through your veins. Did you remember the wrong line? Did you-

“I had a really long dream. I can’t remember what it was about or-” 

And when you meet his eyes, the embarrassment dies down. 

Because Eren’s crying. 

There’s a soft tear running down the side of his eye, his lower lip quivering as he looks at you. And you can’t help but do it - you reach forward, pressing your hand to the side of his cheek as you wipe the tear away and ask. 

“Eren. Why are you crying?” 

You hear a clicking noise, and Eren leans back, wiping the rest of the tear on the back of his hand. You look back at the long table, the three adults scribbling on the papers before them.

Right. You were acting. Eren wasn’t really crying. He was just pretending to cry.

And you totally understand why he was cast as the lead because that crying was so believable that it got even you to take a second. 

“We’ve seen enough. Thank you, Y/N. If you are selected, you will receive an email at the address you provided earlier.” 

That can't be it.

You give them all an awkward smile as you turn to your right, where Eren’s shuffling through the pages. You tap him on the shoulder again. 

“See you later, Eren.” 

“Yeah. I think so, Y/N.” 

And when he breaks out into a smile, so warm with dimples showing, you can’t help but fully cheese back. And when you breeze out of the hallway, you pretend the entire thing never happened because there’s no way you’ll ever book that role, with an on-demand actor, like Eren in the first place. 

- 

You’re wrong. You’re so so wrong. You’re not sure how it happened, but you book the role. And the turn around is so fast that you’re packing up your things to move to Germany in less than a week. 

Your parents - infinitely supportive of your dreams, who were adamant you shouldn't give up on it - were driving you to the airport. And your little brother, Falco, cries softly when you wave him goodbye. 

And when you’re on the plane, it all sits in that you’re moving away from home. That you’re acting. That you could… really be a triple threat. And it’s silly to say when you’re only fifteen but it feels that way.

That this could happen and that it’s real. 

You skim the email they sent you again, reviewing the details you have already committed to memory. You’ve read them over a hundred times, and they still haven’t set in. 

Dear Y/N,  Congratulations on being selected to play the role of Y/N L/N! We’re so excited to have you on the team. Attack on Titan shooting will occur in Nördlingen, Germany, from August to February. Please arrive on set as soon as possible - so promotional images can be taken of you and your co-star and preliminary screen tests can be filmed.  You will be living on-set with other members of the cast. Townhouses and assignments will be given upon arrival. Currently, only a small percentage of the ensemble has been cast - others will arrive as they are needed.  A large part of the ensemble will be around your age range. In the interests of your personal character development (and following some very legal laws), classes will be provided off days from set so that you are a functioning member of society and all that.  Attached is the script for the pilot. Please review your lines in the upcoming days. Congratulations, once again!  Signed,  Hange Zoe 

Hange. Fucking. Zoe. As if any part of this experience couldn’t get crazier, you’re literally acting on a show with your fucking idols. 

Some part of you already rues the day that this is going to end. Because you already know it’s going to be everything you wanted. 

- 

When you arrive at the townhouse, no one is there. You drag your four bags up the stairs and take note of all the names on each of the doors. It seems that more people are cast in the week it took you to get here because there are some names you don’t recognize on the assignments. 

Reiner and Bertholdt 

Miche and Erwin 

Jean and Marco 

Eren and Armin 

Mikasa and Y/N 

Mikasa. You remember a few of her lines from the script and from your understanding - the show is centered around you, Eren, Mikasa, and Armin. Armin and Eren’s rooms are directly across from yours and Mikasa’s, which you’re sure was on purpose. 

After hauling your bags up, taking a shower, and digging out your beloved noise-canceling headphones, you drag yourself down to the kitchen, where you attempt to find some food.

The kitchen has very little - a few loose packets of ramen on the counter, eggs, and condiments. You settle for making ramen, one of the few meals you can successfully make (because it requires two steps), and set out. 

And after successfully making your dinner, you drop it the second you turn around. 

Because Eren’s staring at you, a glass of water in his hand. 

And you figure that your dropping the bowl startles him because he drops his glass too, and ythen ou’re both awkwardly staring at each other, rambling explanations as you yank your headphones off and take note of the glass on the floor. 

“Eren! I’m so sorry. I didn’t know you were here and-” 

“Y/N. Are you okay? We just got back. I didn’t mean to startle you or-” 

“You shouldn’t move, Eren. There’s a bunch of glass everywhere and-”  

Other footsteps cut you off, and you’ve officially entered your worst nightmare. Because not only did you just humiliate yourself in front of your co-star, but now Levi and Hange are standing in front of you - laughing at you. 

Well, Levi’s smoldering, but Hange’s literally cracking up so hard that they're crying tears out of their eyes. Levi walks up to Eren while Hange takes your side, dragging you both to the sides away from the glass.

Levi’s scolding Eren as he starts cleaning the glass, both of you shamefully standing against the wall. 

“Good going, Eren. If she didn’t hate you before, she totally does now.” Levi states.

You look over to find Eren blushing - his cheeks beet red and the tips of his ears burning. 

“Y/N. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Hange.” 

“I’m Levi. We hope you got in okay. We just took Eren to the store to get more things for the house.” 

“You two should go wash your hands. We’ll make more ramen and call you when we’re done, okay?” 

“Okay, Hange. I’ll show you the way, Y/N.” 

You follow Eren as you both awkwardly walk to the bathroom. 

“God. That was so embarrassing. I’m so sorry, Eren.” 

“It’s not your fault. After you didn’t respond three times, I should have noticed they were noise canceling.” 

“You were talking?” 

“Ah yeah. You were singing, so I asked if you had been doing it for a while.” 

When you reach the bathroom, you can’t help but put your face in your hands as if that would stop your cheeks from burning the way they were. 

This is literally the worst start ever. You broke an entire bowl of food in front of Eren, and then Hange and Levi had to scold you guys like you were little kids and clean it up for you. 

When you and Eren return to the table, Hange and Levi make you fresh bowls of ramen and set them out for you directly across from them. You don’t miss how their hands are locked together on the table and how… romantic it seems - even if Levi’s literally insulting Hange right now. 

“I know they wrote the character to be a little dirty, but that doesn’t mean you need to start doing method acting, Hange.” 

You interrupt their conversation as you and Eren slide into the chair, their faces quirking toward yours. 

“Um. Do you mind me asking what method acting is, Levi? I don’t really know all of this…acting stuff.” 

“That’s right. I'm sorry, Y/N.” responds Levi, pushing his bowl into the center of the table. 

“Method acting is our secret. It’s how we…act so well. Not to pat ourselves on the back or anything, but we’re pretty decent.” 

“Better than decent, you’re both… triple threats,” you respond, shocked at the fact that they’re downplaying something like this. 

Surely they can’t be serious. 

“Method acting, young Y/N, is a technique we use to connect with our characters emotionally. We already think you’re a good fit for the character you’ve been cast, but you still have to put in the work to “be” that character. Bring your own life and personality into it - even if you’re not playing you.” Hange responds. 

“When Hange and I did La La Land, we played two lovers. I was a jazz artist, and she was an actress. While we were filming, Hange and I went on dates each week to get to know each other, and I wrote her songs to get into the mood of filming.” 

You can hear Eren’s chopsticks clinking against his bowl as he speaks next, his voice firm. 

“But you… you’re dating now. How do you know the line between fake and real?” Eren asks.

“You’ll learn quickly that trying not to love Hange is like holding your breath underwater. You just can’t.” 

Hange starts pinching Levi’s cheeks and cooing over him, which Levi swats off before they respond again. 

“Acting isn’t…fake, Eren. Like I said, this character - it should be all parts you, your own personality, just in this situation. And we’re not telling you to fall in love like your characters are going to but-” 

“Wait. Our characters are going to fall in love?” 

“Indeed they are, Y/N. The way it’s written - some part of them has always been in love. Like it’s natural that they don’t know how to do anything else, but you’re best friends for a better part of the show. The romance only really comes to fruition at the end.” Levi responds, standing up as he grabs the bowls before you. 

You and Eren give each other a look as Hange peers over, smiling between the two of you. 

“So if you and Levi went on dates for La La Land because you were lovers, Eren and I should… hang out to be best friends?” you ask.

Hange laughs, standing up to crush both you and Eren in a hug. 

“God, you’re both so cute. I think you’ll end up being good friends anyways - you have lots of scenes together and press and all that, so-” 

“No, Hange. I want us to be the best.” Eren states.

You can feel your cheeks burning - at Eren referring to the two of you as “us” - at how he wants the same thing as you, and at how Hange’s smirking at the two of you. 

“God. You’re like the perfect kid for this role. Keep that energy when you film the pilot.” 

- 

You and Eren amble back up to your rooms as Hange and Levi start attending meetings, preparing for filming. They tell you that you’re filming one scene tomorrow - the one you and Eren screen tested on - and then getting fitted for costumes and harnesses for stunts. 

Levi and Hange are producing the show alongside Erwin - one of the other actors on the show. They all attended SHWA together back in the day, basically the best acting academy out there, and now they’re producing and helping the writing of the show altogether. 

SHWA is so elite that every single Savant acting winner has attended the academy. There has yet to be a non-SHWA-affiliated actor to win. 

But even beyond acting, they’re producing and screenwriting. Just when you think they can’t get cooler, they do. 

Eren knocks on your door a little past eleven, shyly peeking into your doorway. 

“Hi, Eren.” 

“Hi, Y/N.” 

“Can we talk?” 

“Sure.” 

You both plop down onto your bed, staring at the silver fan swinging around on the ceiling. 

“I know that, uh. Hange said we would become best friends anyways, but we should really be best friends like you said - like hanging out, trusting each other, and all that.”

“Okay, Eren. Sure.” 

“I really want us to be the best, and Levi’s been saying this show is special, and we can use it to… make our dreams come true.” 

You turn to your side, resting your hands against your elbow as he mimics your motions. 

“Do you have a dream, Eren?” 

“Promise not to tell anyone?” 

“Hey. We’re best friends. There’s no one to tell but you.”  

He smiles, his cheeks turning pink again as he responds, his shoulders relaxing. 

“I really want to get a Savant Award for acting. Best Actor in a Lead Role. It’s been my dream since I was a kid.” 

You smile, reaching over to squeeze his shoulder as you respond. 

“Eren. You’re totally going to see your dream come true. You’re already so in touch with your emotions, I was floored when you started crying during the screen test.” 

He’s blushing even harder at the praise, so ashamed that he’s flipped back towards the ceiling, watching the fan spin around again. 

“Do you have a dream, Y/N?” 

“Yeah. I, um. Want to be a triple threat.” 

You whisper it into the air like a bad omen.

Because telling your parents and your little brother is one thing - some part of them has to support you regardless because you’re family.

But telling someone like Eren, someone who doesn’t know anything about you, feels like… you’re bearing your soul to him or something. 

“You could totally be a triple threat. You already have experience in singing and dancing.” 

“Yeah, but my school choir and plays don’t really count. Triple threats are…next level and I-”  

He reaches down, locking his fingers with yours, which triggers some kind of anticipation in you because you’re holding your breath. Clenching your stomach. Drinking in the words he’s saying. 

“You’re next level. When your dream comes true, I’ll be right beside you. Telling you that I told you so.” 

“Yeah?” 

“Oh yeah, Y/N. We’re best friends. It’s you and me till the end. We’ll be laughing about this when it happens to us."

You’re both smiling up at the ceiling, the anticipation, hopes, and dreams you’ve held onto for so long burning in your chest because they’re right on your doorstep. 

“Eren.” 

“Hm, Y/N?” 

“How did you know that I’ve sung and danced before?” 

He winces, quietly whispering into the air. 

“I googled you after the screen test. I had a feeling it was going to be you.” 

You both turn your heads to smile at each other, this night marking the start of your shared dream. 

You agree. You and Eren. Till the end. 

-

You film the screen test scene the next day. And when you wipe Eren’s tear off his face again, and the director cuts, Hange and Levi are smiling sunshine at you, the former shitting bricks at the sight of the two of you. 

And when Hange runs around set, praising two upcoming Savants, you and Eren can’t help but fist bump behind your backs, smiling sunshine at each other like Levi and Hange were too. 

You’re both going to go down in history.

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[itspbandjellytime]

The Assistant [Hailee Steinfeld x Reader] - Chapter 4

Plot: Y/N Waldorf is fresh out of college and her first job is being Hailee Steinfeld's personal assistant, but what Y/N doesn't know is that Hailee is hiding a huge secret from the general public and from her, as her assistant.

Notes: This is a multi-chapter fic, you can also read this on wattpad under the same username "itspbandjellytime". This fanfic is also going to contain NSFW themes in the near future, so if you're under the age of 18 please don't read this. Thank you!

CHAPTER 1 | CHAPTER 2 | CHAPTER 3

A/N

Hi... I am NOT dead, I have been going through a lot lately but don't worry, I am okay am just busy with other stuff. Also this chapter contains smut, please read at your own risk <3 Okay thanks for reading!

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[Y/N POV]

It's been a week or two since I moved in with Hailee and so far it's going well, we are starting to get to know each other more outside of work as if we're now bestfriends. So far I am enjoying this job, however I still can't get the room that's in that dark hallway and whatever lies in that room. I keep on thinking about it, every time I head upstairs or downstairs to grab myself a glass of water to the point I start to stir up different conspiracy theories only lunatics online can believe. 

Today is also my day off, which means I get to catch up with Jackie. Jackie and I met up at a restaurant somewhere in downtown LA, and I told her everything, yes including the room.

"Wait, so there's another room?" Jackie asks, grabbing a bite off her burger. I nod in response, bouncing my leg up and down  "Yep, I don't know what's in there and I don't want to know what's in there even though I make weird conspiracy theories to myself about what's in there." I said, scrolling through my phone. 

"Maybe it's her album?" Jackie said jokingly and we burst out in laughter, I shook my head and sighed "I wish, if it was her album I'd be leaking that in an instant... As a joke!" I said, nervously chuckling as I look around my surrounding hopefully people do not know that I work for Hailee Steinfeld. "But enough of that, how's Hailee treating you tho? I bet she's treating you like a queen or something." Jackie says, a smile forming on her face as she leans forward.

My face turns red smiling at Jackie, she's not wrong Hailee does spoil me like crazy as if I am not her personal assistant. Yesterday, while we were out and about after a meeting, she took me shopping and I saw the pair of designer shades I've wanted for so long but I couldn't buy it because it's expensive as hell. But Hailee at the end bought me the pair of designer shades that I've been visioning for quite sometime now.

"Well you're not wrong, she does spoil me like crazy." I say, I pulled out the pair of shades that she bought me and showed it off to Jackie. "She bought these for me yesterday." I giggled, putting them on. Jackie gasps knowing that it's the sunglasses I've always wanted since we we're teenagers on stan twitter. "Oh my god, it's the sunglasses you wanted!" Jackie exclaims, admiring every nook and cranny of the sunglasses on my face. All I can do is laugh and nod "I know right?" I responded, putting the sunglasses away.

"Those sunglasses suit you!" Jackie compliments the way the sunglasses suit my face and takes a sip of water, we were both silent for ten seconds and Jackie as always breaks the dead air between us.

"Are you sure Hailee isn't like... Making any moves on you?" Jackie asks, my face turns redder than the tomato sauce of the dish I am having.

"Oh Jackie... You are feeding me into my delusions once again." I laugh, rolling my eyes. Way before I got this job, Jackie and a bunch of our old twitter mutuals used to poke fun of me in a friendly manner about how much of a simp I am for Hailee and as Jackie's friend, I fire back all the time.

"I am being serious, I am not feeding into your delusions Y/N/N. She has been spoiling you left and right, you live in her house, she bought the shades you've wanted, she is making the moves on you." Jackie says to me, I roll my eyes and sighed. "Well if she was making the moves on me then I am now The President of the United States." I said, smiling as I call the waiter for the bill, Jackie smirks and shakes her head and we continue to talk as the day ends.

Hours later, I am back at Hailee's place. I just finished brushing my teeth and I am getting ready for bed, I glance at the room that's in the deep hallway. I start to get second thoughts about me trying to find what lies behind that door, or me keeping my job and not fucking shit up between Hailee and I.

I check my surroundings if Hailee is around and then I look at the room, I slowly and surely take a step closer and reach for the door knob. My legs start shaking, the palms of my hand start to form sweat, and my heart starts to beat like crazy.

"Y/N?" A voice called out to me, I turned around to see Hailee behind me. I dropped my hand down and faced her properly, wiping the sweat off my hands and nervously smile.

"Hailee, Hi!" I greeted her, nervously smiling at her "Quick question, what's in this room?" I asked her. It was a very straightforward move but I was so curious, Hailee looks at the door and furrows her brows and looks back to me.

"It's just a storage room, very boring stuff there. Nothing interesting." Hailee says nonchalantly as if it's not bothering her just one bit, all of the chaos in my brain stopped for a bit and it felt like the skies cleared in my brain.

"Oh! I see, it looks very creepy from my end that's all and I was just super curious what lies behind that door." I said, Hailee laughs and pats my shoulder giving it a squeeze.

"It's nothing, Y/N. Now you go get some rest, we got important things to discuss tomorrow, work related." Hailee says, being serious this time around and walks away from me. I didn't say a word and just nodded, cause if I speak the conversation will last for a life time. I glanced at the door and then left and went back to my room.

Three o'clock am, hours later.

I opened my eyes, my throat was dry and I start to cough. I am feeling a little thirsty and I want to drink a glass of water, cause who hasn't had that moment when you wake up in the middle of the night and you want to drink a glass of water.

I got out of bed and left my room, heading downstairs to grab a glass of water. As I walk down the halls of her house again, my eyes dart the room in the dark hallway and I noticed something. The door is barely open and I can see light coming out, the light is red. 

Wait... No... What the fuck? This better be a prank. I swallowed hard and reached for the door, slowly opening it. I gasped at what I saw, I couldn't believe my eyes "What the hell." I whispered to myself as I slowly make my way inside the room. The room looks like it's from those fifty shades of grey movies, it had ropes and chains. This made me freeze, could this be Hailee's secret? The secret that she's been hiding from the general public? Jackie probably might be right all along, God I am so oblivious- But I don't care I am still  standing for what I said and at the same time shocked.

"Y/N." I heard Hailee's voice, it sounds so stern and serious. I can tell that my job is on the line with this one, I turned around and saw Hailee in an oversized Daytona shirt leaning against the door frame. "Hailee, I can explain." I said as I put my hands up as if I was caught by the authorities. Oh god this is it... I am gonna lose my job, Hailee didn't say a word she just closed the door behind her and walked up to me.

"I think I should be the one who needs to do the explaining." Hailee tells me, putting my hands down Hailee takes a deep breath and looks into my Y/E/C colored eyes in a very sincere and serious manner. 

"I know that this is shocking to you but yes... This is what's inside the room in the dark hallway. I know that this isn't typically what you'd see from someone like me but yeah... This is the secret I have been hiding from people like my friends and family." Hailee explains with sincerity in her eyes, all I can do now is just listen to her explanation. I though the secret in question was something  very controversial, but this... This isn't even controversial or anything. "Y/N, I totally understand if you seeing this will make you change the way you think about me and if you want to quit your job I understand-"

"Hailee." I said, finally speaking up after she explained everything. "I didn't know that you'd be into this." I continued, looking at the array of whips, collars, and cuffs on the wall and back to her. "Do you do this with anyone or?" I ask her. 

Hailee simply shook her head "No, I haven't." Hailee admits to me, she pulls me in close to her our faces inches away from each other. "I haven't..." Hailee repeats, moving a strand of hair away from my face. My heart starts to beat like crazy already, I am stuck and frozen and all I can do is nod "And I want to do this with you first..." Hailee admits once again. 

"Do you trust me, Y/N?" Hailee asks me, the silence in the room is loud and the only thing I can hear is her breathing and my heartbeat. I don't know what to say at this point and at the same time I want to do it, so I responded to Hailee's question by nodding.

"No, sweetie... I want you to say it... Use your words." Hailee says, this time she caresses my cheek. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes shut, and cleared my throat "Y-yes..." I responded. A smirk forms on Hailee's face hearing that one word come out of my mouth "Good girl." She whispered, pulling me in for a heated kiss.

The way her lips crashed against mine made me melt, it felt like an out-of-body experience for me. I gave in and kissed her back, letting out moans between the kiss as Hailee deepened the kiss. She chuckles between the kiss, running her hands down my body as she pulls me closer to her "You are so responsive Y/N." Hailee mutters, trailing kisses down from my jawline to my neck. I let out a moan as I felt Hailee slide her hand inside my shirt, caressing my bare skin,

"Can I?" Hailee asks me, tugging the hem of my shirt. 

"Please." I begged.

Hailee smirked, she then proceeded to take my shirt off, so it was just me and my pajama pants "God you're so breathtaking... You look like a Goddess..." Hailee praises, grabbing a hold of my breasts and giving them a gentle squeeze making me moan. Hailee smirks at my response as she kisses my neck, kneading my breasts "I love how responsive you get when I touch you, Y/N." Hailee mutters as she pins me down the bed, her grip on my wrist isn't firm but is sure to hold me down. She gets on top of me and starts to straddle me, she reaches for the cuffs on her bedside drawer putting them on me "Is this okay?" Hailee asks as she adjusts the tightness of the cuffs on me "I want you to be honest with me, okay? I don't want to do things you're not comfortable with, darling." Hailee says once again, reassuring me. 

I look up at her and nod in response "Yes." I say, feeling comfortable with the grip of the cuffs, feeling the cool metal against my skin.

"Good girl..." Hailee nods, kissing my lips once again and then her lips trailed down from my lips, to my neck, down to my chest. She takes one of my nipples and sucks on it, swirling her tongue around it making me gasp and moan as I feel a familiar heat forming between my legs "Oh God..." I quietly moaned feeling her tongue on my nipples, Hailee looked up at me as she runs her fingers on the waistband of my pajama pants "Please, Hailee..." I begged, fully surrendering to her.

Hailee pulls down my pants and underwear in one go, tossing it aside along with the pile of clothes on the floor. Hailee looks down and bites her lower lip seeing the sight of my wet core "You're already wet, Y/N." Hailee says, stripping her clothing in front of my eyes and showing off those nice abs she has.  She spreads my legs open, caressing my inner thighs making me whimper "Whats your safe word?" She asks, lowering herself between my legs.

"Safe word?" I ask her back.

"Yeah, give me your safe word..." Hailee responds, I know a thing or two about safe words thanks to mistakenly reading a paragraph from Fifty Shades of Grey at a Barnes and Noble. 

I just look into her eyes and I swallow hard "Lamp post." I said, I didn't know what safe word to tell Hailee but thats my safe word. Hailee chuckles and looks at me again "Lamp post it is, just relax okay? It's just you and me..." Hailee says in a reassuring tone, kissing my inner thighs.

I let out a sharp gasp as Hailee's tongue licked my wet folds up and down, those gasps turned into moans and whimpers that echoed around the bedroom. The way Hailee's tongue moves is a whole other level, making me moan more and more "Hailee... Oh fuck... Y-yes..." I moan out, rocking my hips back and forth for more pressure.

"Y/N, you taste so good... Where have you been all my life?" Hailee mutters, sliding two fingers in and out of my entrance as her tongue flicks my clit making me moan more and crave her more and more. "Hailee.. Please... d-don't stop..." I moan out, Hailee smirks as she picks up her pace to the point I am squirming under the sheet of the bed.

"You like that? How does it feel to be used like this?" Hailee asks, curling her fingers inside me as she kisses my neck, picking up the pace of her fingers inside my wet heat. All I can do is just nod, I can't form any words on how I am lost in the pleasure of her fingers "Y-yes... It feels so good..." I manage to respond, looking into her hazel eyes underneath the red light of the room. 

Sweat starts to drip down my forehead, my body is glistening in sweat as well as Hailee continues to finger me. I can feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge already, my walls start to tighten around her fingers each thrust Hailee makes.

"Hailee... I'm close..." I said, letting out a series of whimpers and moans, Hailee leans closer into my ear, nibbling on it "Thats what I want to hear... Cum for me y/n..." Hailee whispers.

I arched my back, letting out a gutteral moan and screaming Hailee's name out in pleasure. My whole body starts to shake and tremble due to the amount of pleasure Hailee has given to me, Hailee looks at me and slowly pulls her fingers out of my entrance.

Her fingers are coated in my juices and she takes them in her mouth sucking them clean, letting out a satisfied moan "Y/N... You taste so good..." Hailee says, pressing her lips against mine as I taste myself on her tongue. "But I am not done with you just yet, darling," Hailee says.

I watch her get off the bed and retrieve a strap-on from her closet which made my eyes widen in shock, Hailee smirks at me as she teases my folds with the tip of the strap-on "Have you ever been fucked with a strap-on before?" She asks me. 

I respond with shaking my head "N-no..." I said, my face all red and flustered which made Hailee chuckle. "You're so adorable, Y/N. Just relax... You'll probably love it." Hailee says, I let out a gasp feeling the girth of the strap-on inside me making my eyes roll back.

"So tight..." Hailee whispers, she starts to move her hips back and forth slowly but surely making me let out more whimpers and moans. I turn away to stiffle out my loud moans but Hailee gently grabs my face, looking into my eyes as she picks up the pace "That's it, baby... Look at me... God you're so sexy whimpering and moaning for me..." Hailee says, pulling me in for another heated and passionate kiss, hitting my sweet spot repetitively making me moan between the kiss.

I can feel myself getting close once again, my heart rate starts to go insane as she continues to thrust in and out of me "H-Hailee..." I whimpered out as my walls tighten around the strap-on "I'm gonna- I- I can't..." I manage to say. My eyes widened as I climax for the second time tonight, I start to pant and shake due to the intensity and amount of pleasure Hailee has given me. Good thing she is very gentle and started to slow down her pace, Hailee kisses my neck and jawline as her movements start to slow down "Shhh..... It's okay.... You did so well, y/n...." She praises me slowly pulling the strap-on out of my wet core, removing it and tossing it aside. Hailee then takes the handcuffs off of me and I can finally move my arms and wrists.

Hailee then lies down next to me "Come here." Hailee says, gesturing for me to come a little bit closer. I move a little closer to her and she pulls the sheets up to cover our naked bodies, she wraps an arm around me and we look at each other for a while "How do you feel?" She asks me. It took me a second to respond and collect my thoughts, I just cant believe that I just had sex with my boss but not just any boss, it's Hailee Steinfeld we're talking about here.

"I... It just felt like... like..."

"Like a volcano?" Hailee asks me, a smirk forming on her face. God this woman...

I chuckle in response, nodding at Hailee's statement "Yeah... Like a volcano..." Hailee and I stayed like this for a while, she drifted to sleep and I just looked at her and I followed suite, resting my head on her chest feeling her heart beat.

[eoieopda]

all of eoieopda's seventeen fics + drabbles are linked below the cut.

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🚧 undergoing inclusivity edits as of 8/1/24.

the one with seungcheol and the white flag ⚡️ // established relationship au // in which seungcheol intends to show you how sorry he is. — 7/30/23

the one with seungcheol and the ruse ☁️ // brother’s best friend au // in which somebody needs to embarrass your ex. — request fill, 8/9/23

more seungcheol content coming soon...

jeonghan content coming soon...

all my dreamin’ ☁️⚡️ // established relationship au // your LA boyfriend wasn't built for midwest winters. ⇢ insp. by hozier's "to someone from a warm climate (uiscefhuarithe)" — 9/18/23

more joshua content coming soon...

junhui content coming soon...

the one with soonyoung and the domino ⚡️ // established relationship au // in which it's unclear who's more competitive: you or soonyoung. — 6/20/23

sweatshirt season ⚡️☁️ // fuck buddies au // your fuck buddy is good at a lot of things. taking hints isn’t one of them. — 10/29/23

🌱 sugar on the rim ⭐️⚡️☁️ // fuck buddies au // your fuck buddy is good at a lot of things. taking hints isn’t one of them. (sweatshirt season from hoshi’s pov w/ time skips filled). — tbd.

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one to ten ☁️ // roommates to ? au, hurt/comfort, spoonie!reader // your roommate may not know how to help you feel better, but that won’t stop him from trying. — 11/25/23

title tbd 🌱⭐️⚡️☁️ // strangers to lovers au, dealer au // tba

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the one with jihoon and the gold medal ☁️ // best friends au // in which jihoon is the featherweight champion of pining and your tipsy ass needs to be escorted home. — 7/17/23

insomniac ⚡️// established relationship au // there are certainly worse ways to tire yourself out. — 7/27/24

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table for two ☁️ // established relationship au // in which seokmin thinks recovery looks beautiful on you. (please read tw's) — 4/7/24

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the one with mingyu and the twin bed ⚡️// established relationship au, home for the holidays au // in which mingyu can’t get a grip because you won’t keep yours to yourself. — 6/5/23

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tidal. ⚡️☁️ // established relationship au // but vernon has a point to make, so that’s precisely what he does: “i don’t need a sales pitch. you will never — ever — have to convince me to fuck you.” — 8/20/23

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superpower ☁️ // friends to ? // in which lee chan can sober up on a dime if you need him to. — request fill, 12/5/23

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[stick-rick]

Name's Rick, from dimension...whatever. I keep getting asked questions when visiting other dimensions so at least now maybe your questions can be restricted to here. Don't expect fast responses though. I get to them when I get to them.

About this Rick...

This RP blog was primarily inspired by stick figure series such as Henry Stickmin, Animator vs Animation, and raxdflipnote. Concept is mostly similar to Lego Spider-Man from Spider-Verse in a way.

Rick is 1 foot tall. You can figure the size of everything else out from there.

People outside of the 1st dimension wouldn't be able to survive from the compression (à la the 2D Planet from A Wrinkle in Time). Due to this compression, most Ricks' technology deconstructs and becomes ineffective. Think Abstract Thought from Inside Out.

When outside of his dimension, Stickman Rick is flat from the side like Teri from Gumball. Although, he's more solid and doesn't have the properties of paper. His texture is more like a whiteboard.

When most stick people are exposed to anything outside the 1st dimension, their heads will explode due to the inability to process the complexities of it. Rick is able to survive due to constantly being on Kalaxian Crystals and a force field he has designed for himself to survive the pressures of other dimensions.

Due to this, Morty and the rest of the family is banned from viewing Rick's social media to avoid seeing anything above the 1st dimension. That doesn't stop them from trying though.

Send asks to learn more! You can send Morty asks too but they'll be answered by Rick.

Rules!

I'm still pretty new to RPing on Tumblr, so feel free to give me any pointers!

Due to the subject of this blog, minors DNI!!! You can come back once you turn 18. (Mun is 22)

Everything posted here is from Stickman Rick unless tagged OOC.

I am multi-fandom! With that being the case, please DM me before interacting if you're RPing from another fandom as there may be the chance that I'm not too familiar with it.

Please ask about long-term or restricted scenarios such as ships, forced living arrangements, extreme/disastrous events, etc. I am not comfortable with godmodding. My DMs are open for discussion if you wanna work something out!

Rickorty DNI!!!

[cto10121]

Seriously, Why Did Shakespeare Make Juliet 13?

One common trope among the annals of R&J clownery is the matter of Juliet’s age, which never fails to send clowns into a frothy spiral of pearl-clutching, hand-wringing agita (Romeo’s age, meanwhile, is never a cause of much paternalistic concern). But it’s worth asking the question, especially since:

His sources for the tale feature a much older Juliet and of course, Romeo. Why the change?

13 was considered too young to be married even by Shakespeare’s time; for the lower classes it was almost unheard of. Only children by nobility were betrothed that young, and chiefly for political alliance.

So there is a bit of a ~mystery. There have been many theories, some more likelier than others. Let’s count the ways.

1. Social Criticism: The Bad Old Days(tm)

This is most likely the case, tying into the fact that early modern Englishmen and women married in their late 20s as the norm. Even Shakespeare was at least 18 when he married his 27-year-old wife.

Nobility did betroth their young children for alliance, but it was understood by the late 1500s that 13-14 year-old girls were too young to bear children safely. A delay of a year or two before marital consummation was the norm. Shakespeare may have wanted to reflect that reality for his multi-class audience.

Also, Shakespeare was adapting a history set in the 1300s, during De La Scala’s rule in Verona. If Shakespeare had wanted to clue his audience in that this tragedy was set during the Bad Old Catholic Days, making Lady Capulet and the Nurse encourage their 13-year-old to consider marriage and explain that girls as young as she were already married would set those 🚩🚩🚩 🚩 a-waving for a 1590s audience. There is definitely an attempt to problematize the Capulets. Sure enough, we do have contemporary accounts mentioning a “tyrant” Capulet.

So Shakespeare’s audience (and we) would immediately understand the critique and also the dramatic stakes for Juliet—what kind of family she has been raised in, and the danger she would soon be in for merely resisting her father’s will.

2. Social Criticism: The Disempowerment of Youth

In de-aging his lovers, Shakespeare may have wanted to emphasize just how much Romeo and Juliet are at the mercy of their families. They have a degree of agency and autonomy, more so on Romeo’s part since he is undoubtedly older. But otherwise they are largely dependent on their families, and thus more vulnerable to the (deadly) consequences of their feud.

That’s why they don’t even consider fleeing Verona—not that it wouldn’t be just as stupid an idea even if they were older. But actual minors out in the world is a recipe for disaster.

3. The Power of (First) Love

Shakespeare may have wanted to make sure R&J had as little romantic experience as possible to drive home this point. While 13 was considered too young for marriage, love was a different matter. Even now the average age of first romantic experience for most people is 13-16. Romeo is hung up on Rosaline, but doesn’t seem to know her well at all or made much of an effort to woo her. And Juliet honestly is not thinking of marriage.

That said, there are some things in the play that go against R&J having no romantic experience prior to this. Romeo is impatient with Rosaline’s chastity vow and overall does not value chastity much. He also does not hesitate to pursue and woo Juliet. Juliet picks up on the flirtation right away without so much as a “whut” and tells Romeo that he kisses “by th’book.” She also warns Romeo that if he has no intention of marrying her, to leave her “to her grief.” Kids grow up so fast, I guess.

All of this may just be a sign of their instant chemistry rather than any prior romantic experience, though. As soon as they meet each other it’s as if they have grown by like 3-5 years older lol. And R&J are just as likely to experience first love at 16/18 as 13/17. But it does show that Shakespeare and his time were well aware erotic attachments began on the younger side.

4. Practical Theater Stuff

As Shakespeare’s troupe was all men, with young boys playing women, it would make sense for Shakespeare to write closer to the actor for Juliet. 13/14/15-year-old boy=13-year-old female character. Audience verisimilitude, and all that.

He may not have been necessarily 13, though, so again, weak sauce. And Elizabethans accepted such a whole host of artificial stage conventions that I doubt they would have really had their Suspension of Disbelief threatened by an older boy as Juliet.

Bonus: Adaptations

Due to vastly changing attitudes and norms, Juliet’s age has been changed for modern adaptations, for various different reasons, many valid. Those that have kept her age intact, though, have not always understood the social criticism and deliberate purpose behind Shakespeare’s decision to age his lovers down. Hence you get a lot of 13-going-on-3 Juliets and casting kid-looking actresses in the role general. If not, then she is portrayed as more immature and energetic than the text ever suggests, from tomboyish to typical girly-girl playing with her dollies (🤮).

Ditto for Romeo. Romeo’s age is not specified in the text, but casting directors have rarely aged him down to Juliet’s canonical age (the closest is probably the Polish and Cocciante musicals with really baby faced Romeos). More often, to compensate, Romeo’s actors have simply played him as more boyish and immature than even his part reads—a caricature of a teen boy as a more “fitting” partner for a more child-like Juliet.

All much ado about nothing, imo. Shakespeare would probably not give a groat if you raise Juliet’s age, so long the cruelty of the forced marriage is conveyed. With the expansion of childhood, the delay of marriage, and the rampant neo Puritanism, 16 is very much the new 13. Even so, with the age gap discourse, the clownery about Romeo being a Creepy Italian Groomer has only grown worse.

[beardedmrbean]

LAS VEGAS (KLAS) – 18 men have been arrested following a multi-agency undercover operation targeting child sex predators in North Las Vegas.

Those arrested were: Andres Herrera-Rodriguez, 34; Trevor Moody, 24; Jordan James, 22; Jose Haro Castaneda, 46; Jacob Miller, 23; Jesse Baca, 37; Marc Carofano III, 28; Giovanni Cruz, 30; Renato Moreno, 45; Arcenio Lagas Jr., 24; Jaret Ward, 26; Andrew Naranjo, 31; Jason Creech, 48; Wilberth Maldecino, 32; Roy Romero, 30; Leon Park, 40 and Manuel Cruz, 29. They all face charges for luring a minor with a computer to engage in sex.

In addition, Michael Reider, 60, was arrested and faces a charge of Attempt Sexual Assault of a Minor under 14.

It took place on Aug. 22 and 23 as part of a joint operation with Las Vegas Metro police, the FBI, North Las Vegas police, Henderson Police, Homeland Security Investigations, US Air Force Office of Special Investigation, and the Nevada Attorney General who participated in organizing and conducting the operation.

Police urge parents to discuss with their children the dangers of online chats with strangers. Parents are encouraged to routinely monitor their children’s activity on social media and other online applications to prevent them from becoming victims of child sex predators. This operation was conducted as part of the ongoing efforts to reduce violent crime and protect children in our community.

Anyone who may have been a victim of any of these subjects or has information about their crimes is urged to contact the LVMPD Internet Crimes Against Children Task Force by phone at 702-828-3111. To remain anonymous, contact Crime Stoppers by phone at 702-385-5555

[chenfordspiral]

Fanfic asks: multiples of 6!

6. Do you prefer writing shorter, standalone fics or longer, multi-chapter stories? Oh, uh.. mh. Currently? Multi chapter. I'm actually having a lot of fun plotting and outlining, and then replanning and repotting things right now. Although finding a right ending is super difficult and I know I won't be able to stop writing Little bit of Love because no ending will ever feel right. I know exactly what the very las- no, I'm not gonna say it. Anyway, standalone fics require much less thought (I overthink everything anyway) and I kind of want to go back to that but right now I really do enjoy the challenge of multi chapters.

12. Are there any clichés or tropes that you actively avoid in your fics? I always thought I'd say MCD but that one went out the window within a month.. generally, I'm not a big fan of jealousy for whatever character. Also, I know I used the tag "insecure Lucy" once but I honest to God HATE that story now because neither her nor Tim are insecure about anything to do with their relationship or their bodies. Guess that's my second thing then. Wow, insecure and jealousy... two big words these days in the Chenford/Rookie fandom..

18. Are there any fics or authors that have been particularly influential or inspiring to you? Are you fishing for compliments?? 😂 I'm sorry, that was terrible omg. Jokes aside, I'm actually serious. From the very beginning when I started reading Rookie (*cough* Chenford *cough*) fanfic, you were one of my fave authors, and still are. Wait- it actually started with Castle fanfic years ago! Also, we all know I love Sarah's fics as well, and I can only hope that one day I might be able to string words together on a page the way you two can. Oh! And there's a fic written for Caskett and another one for Densi (don't remember the authors rn) that are just so.. woah, and they actually inspired the fic I've been trying to write since May. I hope I can spin that particular idea for Chenford and do it justice whenever I finally do write it.

24. What advice would you give to someone who wants to start writing fanfiction? Honestly? Just do it. Just start and get whatever you want to write on a page. I know how absolutely terrifying it is to actually post something for the first time and it took me days to finally hit that button. But I can honestly say that it was one of the best decisions I made last year because it's so much fun and I feel like I just keep learning? It's weird to say that about a hobby like this, but it's true.

30. How do you handle writing multiple storylines or subplots? Damn, these questions are tough. I should really read through them before reblogging.. I'm not sure how to answer this actually because I never thought about this before. Do I even have more than one storyline in my stories?? Like I'm legitimately asking cause I don't know. Actually, mh. Now that I think about it, I guess keeping subplots integrated into the bigger picture somehow is important. I don't want to add a subplot at one point and then drop it and never talk about it again. Am I even answering this question properly??

Thanks for sending in some questions!

[love-bokumono-fics]

Fresh Crops! December 18 - December 31, 2023

That last of 2023's newest fics and chapter updates for Harvest Moon and Story of Seasons on AO3!

Her Voice Within - by syavwits; Complete, 7/7, 15k

Rating: Not Rated; Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Category: F/M Fandoms: Back To Nature Relationship: Claire the Farmer/Gray; Characters: Claire the Farmer, Pete the Farmer, Gray, Rick, Kai, Cliff, Doctor | Trent, Mary the Librarian | Marie, Karen, Popuri, Ann the Innkeeper | Ran, Elli | Elly, Manna, Duke, Doug | Dudley, Old Ellen, May | Mei, Stu | Yu, Zack, Won | Huang, Anna, Basil the Writer, Saibara, Harris, Gotz | Gotts, Kano, Louis the Entomologist | Chuu, Greg, Barley | Mugi, Aja | Adge Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Romantic Soulmates, Soul-Searching, Mystery, Mute Protagonist, Found Family Summary: It's not that Claire can't talk, she sometimes speaks yes, but only when she really put all her energies to do it. Then there's Gray, the stoic guy with the famous resting b*tch face, he doesn't want anything to do with anyone, everyone, even the new girl although she's… cute. While Pete tries to save his farm, he also confides in Claire and asks her help to search for his unknown childhood friend, his first love, who apparently is one of the girls in Mineral town?!? Will Claire manage to find Pete's long-lost Best friend? Will Claire find what she truly desires in her second chance at life?

Cooking Lessons Part II - by blushroomx; Complete, 1/1, 3.5k

Rating: Not Rated; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/F Fandom: A Wonderful Life Relationship: Flora / Vesta; Characters: Flora, Vesta Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst Summary: The sequel to "Cooking Lessons", Flora's POV.

Restraint - by MidnightArrow; Complete, 1/1, 4k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandoms: A Wonderful Life, DS Cute Relationship: Celia| Cecilia / Marlin | Matthew / Pony; Characters: Marlin | Matthew, Celia | Cecilia Additional Tags: Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Tragic Romance Summary: Cecilia studied the area where his fingers met her wrist. The farmer's face flashed through her mind. She thought of the long afternoons they spent analyzing Matthew's stray touches and unexpected smiles, the farmer gushing over his every move. She thought of Matthew beaming at the end of the aisle on his wedding day. She thought that she couldn't love Matthew if he went any further.

We're Friends - by dicelady20; Complete, 1/1, <1k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandoms: Friends of Mineral Town, Kill la Kill Characters: Matoi Ryuuko, Gray Additional Tags: POV Third Person, Double Drabble, One Shot, Friendship, Gray, ryuuko Summary: This drabble is an aftermath of an incident, where Gray (Harvest Moon) saves Ryuko (Kill la Kill). Now she returns the favor and drags him to a closed mini-mart.

Rainbow Curry - by Anonymous; Complete, 1/1, 2k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: Multi Fandoms: Grand Bazaar Characters: Hansel, Gretel, Daisy, Ivan, Freya Summary: Oliver sold Anita's peculiar grass collection, and now she's upset because she needed them for the rainbow curry she always prepares during the holidays. Oliver ventures into the city with Daisy and Ivan to find new ones for her.

Sex for Christmas - by Daryls_Favourite; Complete, 1/1, 1.5k

Rating: Mature; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandoms: A Wonderful Life Relationship: Daryl /reader; Characters: Daryl, Reader Additional Tags: Sex, Fucking, Oral Sex, its just a mature one shot x reader, Unprotected Sex Summary: It’s Christmas time in the valley, and this more demanding reader-chan is gonna get what she wants

Out of Reach - by MidnightArrow; WIP, 5/11, 2.6k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Fandoms: Sunshine Islands, Island of Happiness Relationships: Chelsea/Vaughn | Waltz, Sabrina | Sefiina/Vaughn | Valts, Chelsea/Mark, Mark/Sabrina | Sefiina; Characters: Vaughn | Waltz, Chelsea, Mark, Sabrina Additional Tags: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Romance, Friends to Lovers Summary: "What's it like to be in love?" Chelsea and Vaughn share a bittersweet moment in the meadow that slowly unravels their friendship. Will something new take its place?

Live a little, love a lot - by IslandsOfAvalon; Complete, 1/1, 7.5k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Categories: F/M, Gen Fandoms: Trio of Towns Relationship: Female Farmer/Wayne; Characters: Wayne, Female Farmer, Original Female Character(s), Ludus, Ethan, Yuzuki, Lisette, Siluka, Stephanie Additional Tags: Stephanie doesn't speak but I mention her enough that she counts, and a good few others who're mentioned but don't speak!, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Rodeo, That's right folks this is a Rodeo AU, I call it "the Trio Rodeo", Fluff, Country & Western, Rodeo Competitions, Cowboys & Cowgirls, Alternate Universe - Western, Horses, Horse Racing, I spent so long doing research for this please let it pay off, I sneaked in a little bit of Lisette x Ludus because I'm soft, Dancing, Love at First Sight, because he is and I will repeat a dork, Not Beta Read, no beta we die like my crops the second the season changes, I spent way too many hours listening to country music while writing this Summary: There used to be magic in their world, once upon a time, and it’s widely accepted that magic is still very much present even if humans no longer have the ability to use it. Wayne blames magic on the way Hinata falls off his horse, boldly wrestles a steer to the ground as fast as he can manage while the animal struggles valiantly against his hold, and somehow makes it away completely unscathed.

Twice Shy - by JillOfAllTrades__x; WIP, 1/2, 6.7k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandoms: A Wonderful Life Relationships: Molly/Matthew, Mark/Cecilia mentioned; Characters: Muffy | Molly, Marlin | Matthew Additional Tags: Unrequited Love, Hurt/Comfort, Heartbreak, Drunken Confessions, Christmas Party Summary: Last Winter Forgotten Valley bore witness to Mark and Cecilia’s nuptials, leaving two residents reeling from the ceremony. A year later, Rock’s impulsive Secret Santa holiday party gifts them the potential for closure.

Home For The Holidays - by TheBeckster; Complete, 1/1, 2k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: Gen Fandom: Grand Bazaar Character: Lloyd Additional Tags: Ranch Story Secret Santa 2023, cozy vibes, coming home, home is where people love you Summary: After a long time away from Zephyr Town, Lloyd returns just before Starry Night.

deja vu - by FountainOfDreams, pinkfrogsndaylilies; WIP, 2/?, 3.4k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Category: F/M Fandoms: Animal Parade, Tree of Tranquility Relationships: Angela the Farmer & Kevin the Farmer, Candace/Kevin the Farmer, Angela the Farmer/Chase, Everyone & Everyone; Characters: Angela the Farmer, Kevin the Farmer, Hamilton, Gill, Chase, Candace, Wizard Gale, Witch Vivi, Harvest Goddess Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Cross-Posted on Wattpad, Sibling Bonding, Past Lives, Alternate Universe, Crossover, kind of, Evil Plans, replaying the games and felt motivated to repost this, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Tags Are Hard, Slow To Update, Older Sister Angela the Farmer, Brother-Sister Relationships, Chatty Cain, being revamped as we speak Summary: Siblings Angela and Kevin move to Castanet, a faraway island in the middle of nowhere, to start their new lives on a farm. Their days passed peacefully, everything the same as the last; wake up, water the plants, care for the animals, give Chase his marmalade, visit the town, repeat. It was all very...familiar. One day, a strange small fairy showed up in their kitchen in the middle of the night looking anxious, and scared? Something wasn't right about this town, and Angela and Kevin now feel obliged to get to the bottom of it.

The Princess and the Carpenter - by SymphonicFantasia; Complete, 50/50, 7.5k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandoms: Magical Melody, Save the Homeland, Hero of Leaf Valley Relationship: Dia/Kurt | Hayato; Characters: Dia, Kurt Summary: They weren't so different from one another although others may not think so. Just because she was a "princess" didn't mean that the carpenter didn't belong with her. It just took a bit of chiseling to see who they really were deep down. And even then, they would only show those halves to one another.

[dragoon-mid-jump]

I think it's time I finally made one of these.

I go by Rubi (She/her, born 1998) on this site, and this is my dedicated Square Enix sideblog, focusing mostly on FFXIV; all manner of fan content, including NSFW. Do not worry, spoilers will be tagged appropriately! Main blog is @espurrs-wild, thus asks will be sent under that name!

Here is also where you will find info on my WoLs and OCs!

Speaking of which....

WoLs:

Y'dehlya Rhikta

Age: 24 (ARR), 26 (DT)

Race: Half Seeker of the Sun, half Keeper of the Moon Miqo'te

Birthday: 31st Sun of the Fourth Astral Moon (7/30)

Birthplace: Limsa Lominsa, La Noscea

Job Classes: Dragoon, Gunbreaker, Red Mage, Reaper

Orientation: Isn't one for labels, but for all intents and purposes, pansexual.

Relationship status: Taken--Dating G'raha as of Patch 5.3

Tags: Character Ship

Summary:

The elder Warrior of Light, a charismatic, discerning, and multi-talented woman. She has been trained in combat since a young age, making her formidable on the battlefield. She is just as capable with her words on the debate floor and is worldly-wise in the affairs and inner workings of mainland Eorzea, making her second to Alphinaud in diplomatic affairs among the Scions. Y'dehlya is a lover of adventures, new experiences, and luxuries, not to mention a hopeless romantic at heart. Though underneath her warm personality and her protectiveness lies a woman still bearing the scars of the Calamity's aftermath, and burning desires to usher in an era of peace and to personally see that threats to her world's safety crumble to dust. Those that become unfortunate enough to meet this side of her find someone much, much colder. She is not a stranger to the brutal sting of heartbreak.

U'reksh Tia

Age: 17 (ARR), 19 (DT)

Race: Seeker of the Sun Miqo'te

Birthday: 3rd Sun of the Fourth Umbral Moon (8/3)

Birthplace: The Forgotten Springs, Thanalan

Job Classes: Gladiator, Monk, Dark Knight, Machinist, Gunbreaker

Orientation: Bisexual

Relationship Status: Taken--Dating Alisaie as of Patch 5.1

Tags: Character Ship

Summary:

The younger Warrior of Light, a brash, excitable, and competitive showboat of an adventurer. Once, he sought battles for the thrill and glory, and his early days as a Warrior of Light made him grow arrogant in his power. But fate had tempered him soundly, having him wrestle with his own inner demons to define what his true nature as a warrior and as a man would be. He has arisen from these battles a protector for the innocent and downtrodden, becoming more emotionally aware of others, though he still retains his boisterous personality and a healthy love for battle and competition. He has developed a keen interest in machines and technology and was taken under the wings of both Cid and Nero. Sometimes, he works part-time for the Garlond Ironworks. His knowledge has grown to such that he's become the Scions' go-to in manners of technology in the absence of any Ironworks members. He is a very dynamic and compelling storyteller.

Main WoL Adjacent (Not a WoL, but OC still heavily involved in the MSQ):

Kouh'to Rhikta

Age: 16 (ARR), 18 (DT)

Race: Half Seeker of the Sun, half Keeper of the Moon Miqo'te

Birthday: 25th Sun of the Third Umbral Moon (6/24)

Birthplace: Limsa Lominsa, La Noscea

Job Classes: Blue Mage, Summoner

Orientation: Questioning

Relationship status: A currently one-sided(?) secret crush on Alphinaud

Tags: Character

Summary:

Y'dehlya's brother who possesses the Echo. He is a researcher employed by the Sons of Saint Coinach tasked with investigating ancient Allagan Summoning magic. Her opposite in sociability, the sharp-tongued Kouh'to maintains a more melancholy disposition that is difficult to read. He is insatiably curious; known to wander and do as he pleases, finding trouble as much as it finds him, and enjoys getting rises out of others, yet flusters easily and is uncomfortable being surrounded. Yet his acerbic mannerisms conceal a soul both gentler and more protective, especially towards the sister who often took care of him, and a temper that when lit with the right spark, erupts like a volcano. Against his older siblings, it is he who excels the most in the arcane arts, a fact he is quite proud of. But, he, too, was subjected to the same training they have at the same age they started. Has a hidden talent for acting.

Note: Ages listed are for point of reference and aging will vary depending on timelines used.

Important general-use tags:

WoL My WoLs Other WoLs WoL Adjacents

My writing tag, including askbox writing prompts

[titanswar]

LOOK, I DIDN'T WANT TO BE A HALF-BLOOD. BEING A HALF-BLOOD IS DANGEROUS. IT'S SCARY. MOST OF THE TIME, IT GETS YOU KILLED IN PAINFUL, NASTY WAYS. DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU. / #titanswar, a pjo multimuse featuring both canon and original characters. spoilers will be present. non-roleplaying blogs do not interact. written by lex, 25, she/her. READ. MAIN BLOG. MUSE LIST + ADDITIONAL RULES UNDER THE CUT.

read links to my regular multi, so some additional notes about this one: all portrayals are based off the books. generally, i write them above 18, for my own comfort, although no sexual content will be written on this blog, ever. spoilers may be present; if i know you're not caught up on the books, i'll do my best to refrain, but maybe don't read some of my other threads.

CANON CHARACTERS, higher muse bolded.

ANNABETH CHASE, daughter of athena, bisexual, cis woman, she/her. primary.

APOLLO, greek god of... so many things, pansexual, agender, he/him. request only.

CHARLES BECKENDORF, son of hepheastus, bisexual, cis man, he/him. tertiary.

CLARISSE LA RUE, daughter of ares, lesbian, nonbinary, she/her. primary.

JASON GRACE, son of jupiter, bisexual, cis man, he/him. secondary.

LEO VALDEZ, son of hephaestus, gay (suffers from comphet), trans man, he/him. secondary.

LUKE CASTELLAN, son of hermes, bisexual, nonbinary, he/them. secondary.

PERCY JACKSON, son of poseidon, bisexual, cis man, he/him. primary.

SILENA BEAUREGARD, daughter of aphrodite, bisexual, cis woman, she/her.

THALIA GRACE, daughter of zeus, lesbian, nonbinary, she/them. tertiary.

NOTE: i've read the series enough time that i feel mostly confident enough to write anyone, so if there's any canon character you'd like to see, let me know and i'll add them.

ORIGINAL CHARACTERS COMING SOON. daughter of aphrodite original character found @warpainte

[sugdenlovesdingle]

Undercover (AO3)

This is based on this gifset of Rafa looking beautiful in some other show or film (idk, brain short circuited before I could check out what it actually is).

It's a What if...? of Carlos' secret in 4x01. Instead of the secret marriage, I give you undercover Carlos.

This was meant to be a one shot but it started to get long before anything had even happened... and it's 5.42AM now and I should probably sleep instead of writing this thing... so here is part 1. I'm Very Bad at multi chapter fics but I'll try to finish part 2 tomorrow (Sunday) and see where it goes from there.

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“Reyes, my office please.” Carlos’ sergeant called out just as he was about to go on his lunch break.

It had been a slow morning, which he was grateful for after the weekend he’d had touring wedding venues with TK, and finding out the perfect place didn’t have an opening for another 18 months.

“Everything alright, sir?”

“Close the door and sit down please.”

Carlos tried to keep the look on his face neutral as he did what he was told, but wondered what on earth his sergeant would call him into his office for.

“How is the wedding planning going?” Sergeant Walsh asked him after he’d sat down.

“Uh… alright… thanks.” Carlos answered, not sure how he knew or where the conversation was going.

“Your father mentioned you and your fiancé looking at venues when I ran into him this weekend.

“Oh. Yes, sir we are. We’ve toured a few.”

Walsh nodded.

“Did you find anything you like? My daughter is a wedding planner, she could help you if you wanted. Put in a good word for you with the venue owners.”

“Thank you sir, but I think we’ll be alright.”

Walsh nodded again.

“Well the offer still stands if you need it.”

“Thank you sir.” Carlos replied. “Was that everything you needed to talk to me about?”

“No, no it is not.” Walsh sat up a little straighter and took a file out of his desk drawer and opened it.

“The FBI are building a case on a nationwide drug trafficking organisation and they’ve reached out to APD for the Austin based part.”

Carlos nodded.

“Do they need tactical support on a raid?”

“Not just yet. They’re still gathering evidence.”

“Ok. Do you need me to help put a team on standby?”

Walsh shook his head.

“Have you ever thought of doing undercover work?”

“Undercover? Me?”

“The FBI need someone to infiltrate the drug trafficking business that’s being run out of a bar downtown. They need someone who knows the city.”

“And that someone is me?”

“If you’re interested. It could be a good career opportunity for you.” Walsh said and turned to the file on his desk. “They’re selling fentanyl and heroin and anything else they can get their hands on. The FBI believes they’re involved in a larger network responsible for drug related deaths all over the country. LA, Chicago, Seattle, New York. It looks like they’re involved with the Honor Dogs too. Have you heard of them?”

“A local biker gang.” Carlos answered. “White supremacists. We’ve arrested some members before… but not recently I believe.”

“That’s right. So getting them off the streets of Austin too would be a nice bonus.”

“Right… Yes, I agree… but… with all due respect, I don’t think I’m going to be of any help in this case.”  

“And why is that?”

“I’m Latino. And gay. Neither of those things are very high on the list of things white supremacists look for in members.”

Walsh smiled.

“No, but the FBI need someone in the bar. They’ve already got someone in with the racists. You’ll just be serving drinks downtown and gathering evidence on the drug charges.”

“Right. So… I’ll be wearing a wire then I guess?”

“I assume so. But if you agree to do this, the FBI will brief you on all details and set you up with a fake identity and backstory.”

Carlos nodded.

“Can I think about it?”

“Sure. Take the afternoon off and let me know first thing tomorrow.”

“Thank you, sir” Carlos said and left the office. He checked his watch. He’d promised his mother he’d meet her for lunch if he had time, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to focus on anything but the conversation he’d just had with his sergeant.

He got into his car and drove across town to the one place he could think of going.

Unfortunately when he pulled up outside station 126 some time later, both rigs and the ambulance were gone.

“Oh hello officer, can I help you?” a firefighter Carlos vaguely knew as the probie from the B shift crew asked him. He gave the young woman a polite smile.

“No, I’m just waiting for them to come back.”

“They’re on their way. They were loading back up about 10 minutes ago. I heard it on the radio. I forgot to put mine away when I left after my shift.” She scrunched up her face. “Please don’t tell captain Strand.”

“Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me.”

Just then they heard the brief burst of sound Carlos recognised as the horn from the rig.

“Looks like they’re here. I better run. Have a good day officer.” The probie said before rushing out of the firehouse.

Sure enough, not two minutes later, Judd parked the rig in the bay and Owen jumped out.

“Hey Carlos.” The other man greeted him. “Medical is right behind us.”

“Thanks Owen.” Carlos said as Owen walked past him and patted his shoulder.

Before any of the other members of the crew could greet him or ask him why he was there, the ambulance pulled into the station and TK jumped out of the passenger’s seat.

“Hey baby, you here for lunch?”

“Actually… can we talk?”

TK frowned but lead him up to the bunk room where they sat down on two beds facing each other.

“What’s going on? Is everything alright?” TK asked and Carlos hated himself a little for worrying him.

“I uh… got offered this thing… at work.”

“Thing? What thing? A promotion?”

“No. Yes. Maybe? I don’t know…”

“You’re not making any sense, babe.”

Carlos pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.

“The FBI have reached out to APD for help on a case involving some drug trafficking network they believe is being run out of this bar downtown.”

“Ok. So you’re going to SWAT up and catch the bad guys?”

“No my sergeant wants me to go undercover to gather evidence.”

“For the FBI?”

“Yes.”

“Working in a bar?”

“Yes.”

“Will it be dangerous?”

“I don’t know… I suppose there’s always a risk… I don’t know the details yet. I haven’t said yes yet.”

TK nodded.

“You want to do it, don’t you?”

“Not if you don’t want me to.”

“It’s drugs these guys are involved in?”

“Yes. Apparently mainly heroin and fentanyl but also anything else they can get their hands on and make money from.”

TK was quiet for a minute while he processed what Carlos had just told him. He moved to sit next to Carlos and grabbed his hand.

“I think you should do it.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. If anyone knows the kind of damage these guys can do it’s me.” He looked down at their joined hands. “Who knows what would have happened to me if my mom hadn’t found me and dragged me to rehab. I knew every low life dealer in the city. They only care about money… not about the lives they ruin.”

Carlos squeezed his hand and let him talk. He knew TK’s addiction was hard for him to talk about. Especially the moments where he’d been at his lowest.

“Tell your sergeant you’ll do it.”

[mistressheroine]

Twenty Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by @gneebee - thank you or the tag, sorry it's taken me a while to get to this!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

I have 4 works on AO3

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

22,405

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently I write exclusively for Bethyl in The Walking Dead fandom. I'm open to others in the future but this is what inspires me at this moment in time.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

(Currently only 4 posted)

Keep Me

A Stolen Moment

Something

La Dame Blanche

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes, I try to respond to every comment even if it takes me a little while to get back to people. I appreciate all the support I get with my writing and even if I just say a quick thank you, it's important to me that I acknowledge if someone has taken the time to write a comment on one of my stories.

6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Something - Although I do have an angsty epilogue/alternate ending or La Dame Blanche that I haven't decided if I'm going to post or not yet.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

La Dame Blanche

8. Do you get hate on fics?

No, I haven't experienced any hate on fics. I only started posting this year but so far the only response I've had has been supportive and positive thankfully.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I haven't yet but I am interested in writing some if a story goes that way in the future. (Not going to lie, writing smut for the first time makes me feel nervous!)

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

No. I wouldn't be against it if I ever came up with an idea that interested me though.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I only started posting this year so haven't had an experience of this up to now, or at least not that I've been made aware of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not that I'm aware of.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

Daryl Dixon and Beth Greene. I always end up coming back to them even though there are plenty of other ships in other fandoms that I love too. I just can't let them go.

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I have ideas written out that are usually for scenes rather than complete stories but anything that I make a start on I would lie to finish. I haven't been back to Wildflowers since I wrote the first couple of paragraphs out months ago but only because I have been so consumed with planning out and writing Keep Me. I also have an idea based on Timeless by Taylor Swift which I would love to get written but have no idea when that might be right now.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I'm obsessive about proof reading - I read things through four or five times before I post it to make sure I feel like the flow is right and that I haven't made any spelling mistakes.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

If a particular passage isn't flowing right or I can't get it down on paper I have a tendancy to et a bit stalled instead of trying to move past that section and go back to it.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I wrote the odd word or phrase in La Dame Blanche and I know very very basic French but I do get nervous about getting the phrasing and grammer wrong so I would tend to stay away from it in general.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Alias (Jack & Irina)

20. Favorite fic you've written?

To date, I would have to say Keep Me. It's the first multi-chpter fic I've attempted and I'm really enjoying planning it out and seeing what direction the characters take me in while I'm writing. It's growing bigger than I originally expected it to but I'm really excited about it.

I will tag @im-immortal @courtneyshortney82 @burningupasun @galadrieljones and whoever else who wants to participate (No pressure to participate at all BTW! I just love all you guys work)

[carbondated]

#CARBONDATED " I'M AN ARCHAEOLOGIST, I DUG YOU UP!" Rani's Prof. River Song. Post Library and Canon divergent. est Jan 2013. affiliates & mains under co.

*not affiliated with Doctor Who, the BBC or Big finish.

PORTRAYAL- I am canon compliant with the show and EU respectively, except for the episode, 'name of the doctor'. Please note, this account has existed in one form or another since early 2013, as such my River has developed past canon. My main verse will be post-library. Thandiwe Newton is the default faceclaim for that verse, however I will still write River's third and canon regeneration in addition to Mels Zucker. ACTIVITY - I work full time and when I'm not doing that, I'm a community organiser so my activity here will be sparse and inconsistent. If you can handle that then we'll get along great. ** currently on leave.

FORMATTING - I use minimal formatting with small text and 50x85 icons. If you need me to make any adjustments for accessibility sake, please let me know.

CONTENT - Typically I write multi-para but I'm fine with chat style rp as well. I love love love! adventure/mystery/sci-fi driven threads. I'm looking for long ongoing threads overall though.

CURRENT INSPO: MUSIC :Signed, sealed, delivered. Everlasting Love. Go your Own way. The loneliest time, I've been to the moon. LIT: Antony & Cleopatra , Death At Daylesford, Partners in Crime. Ode on a Grecian Urn. Endymion ART: Lady of Shallot, La Belle Dame Sans Merci, Garden of Earthly Delights. Madame X, Judith Beheading Holofernes, The Raft of the Medusa, The Sleeping Beauty MEDIA: How to steal a Million, High Society, Firefly, Timeline, Carmen Jones, The Mummy.The Crypt of Tears. VERSES - I don't typically write AU scenarios with the exception of canon alternate universes eg: Kala's Guard Universe. So far this has worked for me. If I do write a thread with a character from a fandom where time travel or aliens etc doesn't exist, then I will just play it by ear. Each verses that I do write follows several arcs, the same way the show would.

SHIPPING - River is bisexual and poly in canon. I love shipping. I'm open to it. However, I'm not a big fan of a lot of Doctor/River ships in canon. ( mainly River/10 and Releven ) That doesn't mean we can't plot something out if you do write the Doctor. Everything else is open for discussion.

FOLLOWING - Due to certain themes, I really don't feel comfortable interacting with anyone under the age of 18. I apologise if this offends anyone.

TRIGGERS: Just ask me if you need something tagged, I honestly cannot remember a hundred different things for a hundred different blogs, even if you have it in your rules it's simply impossible to do. THEMES- Please be aware that this account WILL explore some dark themes such as murder and other high crimes. However, there are definitely things that I draw the line at. I WILL NOT be interacting with anyone who chooses to write the following themes, P*edophilia, r*pe, transphobia, racism, etc. lastly, but certainly not least, if you are a Zionist don't follow me don't and don't try to interact with me in any way. this includes anyone that KNOWINGLY continues to interact with people that have OUTWARDLY stated they are Zionists.

ABOUT: Rani 25+ She/her. South African Tamil. Not new here.

BLOGROLE: @unitlead [Kate Stewart ] / @n1teshade [ Morticia Addams ] / @actiongal [ Multimuse] / @sonicwielded [ Dhawan!Doctor] / @sweetglace [ oc companion ]

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writer asks: 17, 18, 23

[ask me about writing!]

17. What’s something you’ve learned about while doing research for a fic? While writing a time loop fic (that ended up not seeing the light of day in that iteration anyway), I went down a massive wormhole researching chaos theory and LET ME TELL YOU I still think about small differences in initial conditions leading to the impossibility of meaningful predictions. I need to write about time loops more.

18. What’s one of your favorite lines you’ve written in a fic? I am very bad at remembering lines I really liked writing or reading, not just in my work but in any prose written by anyone-not-named-Joan-Didion (“A single person is missing for you, and the whole world is empty” floors me as much now as it did ten years ago when I read it for the first time), but I just watched a RHOBH trailer tonight, a show I haven’t watched in years, so I’m going with “Groping each other during a Real Housewives marathon hardly counts as dating” from smoother than the LA weather as being a fave.

23. How do you choose where to end a chapter (if you have multi-chapter works)?

Apparently I’ve decided that I can only write AUs that are so long and complicated that they need multiple chapters to work so I am a bit more disciplined when writing multi-chapter fics than one-shots (outlines vs vibes) simply to maintain internal consistency within the world I’ve created. But the one benefit of that is I know which plot beats I want to hit in a chapter and where that falls in the larger outline of the story as a whole. Within those moments, some lend themselves naturally to being better chapter endings than others. I also tend to end at a moment that can exist on its own while still being intriguing enough to make someone read the next chapter. I don’t like cliffhangers because a) I like the luxury of being able to skip forward a few days/weeks/whatever at the start of the next chapter; b) I try to end things so that if I were to never pick up that WIP again, it could still exist as a semi-contained story (although one that is not entirely satisfying because all the questions haven’t been answered) instead of one that ends on a gotcha moment. I can’t remember now which showrunner said that they tried to have each season of a show have a clear ending because they owed the viewers a complete story (especially in the landscape of things getting cancelled three seconds after they’re put out in the world) and I agree with that wholeheartedly. You’ll never get a “who shot JR?” chapter ending from me. It feels a little cheap.