#leslie route

[scratchybeardsweetmouth]

Sweet-talk | Ted Lasso 3x02

[seariii]

What do you mean my favorite otome game is turning 10 this December....

[tippytanpies]

You okay? You alright? Hey, you okay..? Oh man, I don't know what happened out there...

[lumpsbumpsandwhumps]

Absolutely giggling like a schoolgirl. I absolutely love slashers x final girls and it is SO nice to talk abt it with someone bc we are sorely lacking content <3

But yes!! Leslie’s final words are what absolutely cemented me on the notion/idea!! Other slashers would be pissed! Would be angry! Would be rampaging mad and filled with scorn that their weak, feeble final girl has overpowered and out-maneuvered them. But Leslie is soft! There’s something gentle in his eyes as he says the final words and he doesn’t promise revenge, he doesn’t say he’ll come back for her. He doesn’t swear to kill her in the sequel. His final words are a compliment to Taylor!

He probably rigged the cider machine in some way too and knew he’d survive it.

(Let’s not forget that the gasoline canister and matches were in the shed with the cider press. And that Leslie had put on homemade fire-repellent beforehand- or however you say it-)

me, desperately searching every single keyword I can think of that might find me a scrap of fan content between a nasty murder man and their final girl (when I tell you I nearly screamed about Pinhead and Kristy being made into a couple in the comics AHH)

Also!! She was sitting on the bed with a plushie watching him put on his make up!! She was there when he directly explained it was to make him fireproof for the grand finale!! I dunno, maybe she forgot in the heat of the moment or thought he was dead enough with his head smashed, but...persnaps she did it because she knew it was the last thing he wanted for his big plan to be made a slasher legend? hmhmhm...

I wish we could get a sequel, namely because there's so many different tropes they could explore with surviving final girls and the killer coming back, and I think it would be funny if he shows up and is still trying to coach her through it lmao. Like "no, no, no, don't do that, otherwise that guarantees you'll be my first kill before I find a new group to target. You gotta do xyz to ensure you'll survive as a prolonged heroine for years to come (:"

[mariocki]

The Saint: Escape Route (5.14, ITC, 1966)

"Don't worry, this will work. Simon's terribly clever."

"Terribly."

"He's risking his life trying to find the man who killed my father! When he does, you'll get all the credit."

"I sincerely hope so."

[ness-plays-wizards]

Alfonse Route Chapter 14 (9-13)

Last week on the Alfonse Route, Liz and The Bois start to make medicine, but they’re kind of failing at it, and then Elias arrives.

Elias brings the cavalry! Amelia, Guy, Luca, Cerim, Leslie, Joel, Azusa (BOO), Leon, Randy/Serge and Sigurd (who also graduated but came back to help on account of being better people than Shithead) came to help. I’m pretty sure that Alfonse’s tinyass office is holding the entire cast of Wizardess Heart sans Vincent, Glenn, Lucious, the professors, and villains (who weren’t also love interests). And also Mel, who has no good reason NOT to be here.

Side note, why is fucking AZUSA also better than Shithead now? 

Aw. So Alfonse and Sigurd have a nice reunion, and Sigurd informs him that Elias told him about the situation in the academy and he came as fast as he could, proving that once again, Sigurd is superior to Shithead.

So they get to work, then they take a lunch break and everyone fights over sandwiches, like you do.

How? Did this happen? Who did he make out with?

Unfortunately, the same thought occurs to Zeus. Guy considers eating Caesar, and at that point I remember only about a quarter of the room knows that Caesar turns into a pig when he makes out with someone.

And then the plotline doesn’t get resolved. We never find out who Caesar kissed, why they kissed, and who kissed him to turn him back into a human.

We skip to nightfall. Liz steps outside the office to get some fresh air and ponder over the fact that somehow they still haven’t gotten enough magic power to make the medicine, which leads me to theorize that the extra push they need is just... Shithead. Which would be so fucking stupid. There’s literally no fucking way Shithead alone is more powerful than literally every other main dude and Amelia. That’s fifteen fucking people. I counted.

Alfonse joins Liz outside. They commiserate over being extremely worried about the fate of the entire academy. Alfonse despairs that they won’t have enough medicine for everyone and is not looking forward to choosing who to save and who not to save. All of which could have been avoided if Shithead had not been a privileged twat, but yknow. Liz and Alfonse resolve to move forward and do what they can.

The next morning, Liz collapses while infusing the potions with magic and uh...... now has the Black Robe Plague.

Oops?

(Queued for: November 23)

[wausaupilot]

'Route 51' to explore services, resources for aging population

Tune in at 10 a.m. Dec. 8.

WAUSAU – Many people want the same things as they get older: to stay in their own homes, maintain independence for as long as possible and turn to family and friends for help when needed. Agencies throughout Wisconsin can help with resources that aim to keep aging residents active, healthy and safe. At 10 a.m. Dec. 8, “Route 51” host Shereen Siewert welcomes Portage County Aging and Disability…

[caffeinatedvigilantewriter]

So Danny and Ellie are in a predicament.

Ellie has been freshly deaged to a 18 month year old. Sam, Tucker and Jazz are dead and gone.

Danny who is 23 ish is running from the GIW and Fentons ends up in Gotham when he gets caught

Last minute he shoves Ellie into an alley and leaves a note if to someone finds her

And he’s gone, taken.

Damian is now 23 and Batman. Bruce and Alfred have passed away (Bruce’s heart couldn’t take years of being Batman and Alfred got too old)

Everyone else… to put it lightly… aren’t on speaking terms.

Dick is in Bludhaven, Cass is in Kong, Jason is with his outlaws, Tim alternates between the Titans and WE (but doesn’t talk to Damian outside of the company). Duke and Steph are in collage.

Damian is alone.

Back to Ellie. Damian is on patrol and finds a crying baby in an alley at 1 am.

At first, he’s angry. What kind of parent leaves their child like that?

Then he finds the note

He takes Ellie in and raises her alone in the manor while being Batman and trying to find her dad.

Leslie- who’s now retired- helps in babysitting Ellie when he’s busy with being Batman or WE but hes always there to tuck her in every night.

Eventually, Duke- tired of the family’s pride and stubbornness ruining their family- comes home for Christmas break (around 6 months after Damian found Ellie)

He arrives while Batman is on patrol, hoping to surprise him and instead has his shit rocked by a 2 year old with Lazarus green eyes the moment he walked in the Batcave.

Damian arrives and explains everything.

Duke switches to online collage and resumes living in the manor.

Signal is back on the streets and Ellie gets an uncle.

Tim is the next person who catches on.

He realizes Batman’s patrol routes are shorter (Damian didn’t want to leave Ellie alone at night) and Batman sometimes abandons patrol in the middle to leave (Ellie was crying and Leslie couldn’t calm her down)

And so Tim pays him a visit and he sees Damian napping with a two year old on the couch and is like :0

So, instead of doing the Logical thing and waking him up he leaves and calls the rest of the family.

While Duke laughs in his face, the others plan to all appear next week at the manor and interrogate Damian as to why he adopted a kid.

Coincidentally, that night The GIW have cracked down as to where the ghost baby is and they break into Wayne Manor while Damian is on patrol.

He doesn’t get back in time.

Everyone else arrives a week later to find Damian in the batcave, looking like he was close to a passing out from exhaustion.

Duke returns from patrol and explains the situation and everyone bands together to help Damian find his daughter

They didn’t find her, but they find Danny.

After busting him out and telling Danny that Damian was the one who took care of Ellie for months

He eventually heals his wounds in the safety of Wayne Manor.

However, because Damian was the one to raise Ellie for months and the other not only ignored his calls but didn’t even stop by to check up on him he doesn’t trust the others as much.

So Damian ends up caring for him.

And over the course of the three months it took for them to locate Ellie, they begin to fall in love.

Cue the rescue mission the moment they find Ellie.

Damian and Danny eventually get together and GIW gets dismantled. Everything is fine and dandy…right?

[bitterrobin]

You know what I've realized these past several months on Tumblr and just...years of consuming content?

It's pretty rare for the fandom to acknowledge Gotham as a city. A real, living city with people in it. Like, sure we always get cutesy posts about Batman or the others from outside perspectives or fics that include interesting ocs (I love u if you do that btw).

But what I mean isn't that. What I mean is: does anyone think of Gotham and its citizens as actual people? Because I've sure seen kind of the opposite.

I see constant arguments or heavily biased (mostly misinformed) posts regarding what Bruce does and how the Batman helps the city. That his riches would get lost in corruption and no one can save the city unless there's violence. You could try and make the argument, sure. But we've seen time and time again in comics that Bruce uses his money to the benefit of the city. We've seen in comics that he employs people who are disadvantaged and gives them opportunities. People know Bruce Wayne gives jobs and treats his employees well. He donates heavily to charities, creates his own organizations, funds Leslie Thompkin's clinic, and consistently updates the safety of his own buildings. People (at least post-Crisis) would know that Bruce Wayne did everything he could to save Gotham after the Cataclysm earthquake/No Man's Land - that he went up against Congress. Of course, not everyone would like Batman. Not everyone would trust the Wayne name. They'd see a stranger who prowls nightly and may or may not rescue you. They'd see the privilege of an old rich name who gets to exert his influence over the city. If you go to him for help, you go to him with the fear, and anticipation of rejection or with the knowledge that he will be safe.

I've also seen the (imo) ridiculous notion that Crime Alley citizens would trust the Red Hood. Maybe some would now, after the reboots and actual comic book evidence that he's doing something. But I cannot fathom living in a city with such heavy crimes occurring and then trusting what is essentially a cop. People don't know the Red Hood. They don't know Jason Todd. They would only know: 1. he has tried and succeeded various times to take over organized crime and drug routes 2. he can and will kill if he sees it fit. In some people's eyes, he would be a cop with even less judicial oversight. In some families, he would be the killer of their breadwinner, of their fathers or family members or lovers. A man with a gun. Eyes without a face. If you go to him for help, you go to him for blood.

This doesn't even begin to lay out the insane amount of vigilantes who live/operate in Gotham. The Batman is not the only figure. The Red Hood is not the only figure. If you boil down Gotham to only the conflict between these two characters, you miss the nuances and varied opinions of the city by miles. If you boil down Gotham to just Batman-affiliates, you miss even more.

For every person who doesn't trust Batman, there's someone who'd prefer Huntress. For every child who lives in fear but can't trust an adult, there's Robin or Batgirl. For an abused woman, there's other women out there who help: Catwoman or Black Canary or Holly Robinson. There's people who'd never trust a vigilante but want safety, they'd have Leslie Thompkins (who operates in Crime Alley) or Lucius Fox who could give them a job.

Not to mention, Batman is very obviously white. There would be some people who would rightfully mistrust white men, and would prefer figures like Orpheus or Onyx or Batwing or the Signal or Huntress (post-N52). There's the Creeper, who would be terrifying but some might prefer the monster over the man. There's Ragman, an explicitly Jewish vigilante who was literally called the Tatterdemalion of the Oppressed and trusted by the poor and homeless. There's Batwoman, Mother Panic, Spoiler, Nightwing, Red Robin, Azrael, Bluebird, the enigmatic idea of the Oracle, Anarky, Ghostmaker, Gotham Girl/Boy, Catman, Alan Scott-Green Lantern, Wildcat.

Hell, maybe someone who lives in Gotham would just straight up trust Superman or the Flash or Wonder Woman more than anyone else. Maybe they'd never once trust someone acting for a perceived view of justice and would just trust an employer like Two-Face or the Riddler or any mobster.

I'm stressing my point here: when you write anyone who lives in Gotham City, keep in mind that they don't know they live in a comic book world. Secret identities are foreign to them, they only know the base actions of each vigilante. Each person's opinion will heavily vary. Every experience colors their view of the city and vigilantes as a whole. Just, idk, widen your horizons and consider about what someone living in a place like Gotham would really think.

To that end, read the comics!!! Research actual cities!!! Take in experiences and history!!! It's all interesting and just adds so much more.

You want one comic that shows Bruce helping Gotham and the various views of Gothamites, read Gotham Knights #32, published in 2002 and titled "24/7." Read it online illegally if you have to!!

[unadulteratedsoulsweets]

A DC X DP IDEA #34

Do cry me a river

Imagine dis…

I re-watched some of my favorite anime when I was a kid and… Another idea popped up if I do say so myself.

If the words Yukina and Ice Maiden ring a bell then you know which direction I am heading…

…

Deep within Gotham, specifically, its underground city seems to be buzzing with intrigue and curiosity at something new. Now, when something new has appeared all of them are watching, as if it was not the usual drug or weaponry to use on the other heroes. All eyes were on them, each turn and each step this new player had brought into the game were all being watched and carefully cataloged.

But the moment it had proved its worth each and everyone, from the big names and players of the underground that stretches from Gotham to its neighboring cities to all those who had a single line of connection to the underground. All began clamoring to buy and claim such precious little things.

All of them began to whisper among the shadows and had all of them in traded hushed tones in fear of the Bats who may have or have not been listening.

Let me tell you… It wasn’t any ordinary rumors, but it was all because of a new production of pearls. Pearls, strange and enchanting pearls, that glowed with an otherworldly greenish blue hue. Unlike the typical black, white, pink, and rare blue pearls that adorned the necks of Gotham’s elite and the rich, these are not only rare, mysterious, and sought after not for their beauty but for the miracles they had performed.

These pearls were said to have amazing therapeutic abilities. Stories circulated about wounds healing in seconds, incurable diseases disappearing, and organs regenerating as if by magic. The pearls' magical qualities increased their value to astronomical levels, making them a sought-after treasure on the illicit market. Wealthy collectors and desperate folks were both eager to pay for everything to obtain them.

But despite their efforts to be quiet some noise and rumors had already reached the ears of Gotham’s vigilantes.

…

Gotham vigilantes had already heard of these new pearls slowly circulating in the underground world. Batman had it at the end of his priority as it was just a gemstone and in some cases had his attention, Red Hood didn’t even bother as it was not drugs and thought of it as another rich eccentric trend that soon to fade, so did the rest of the vigilantes dismissing them without a second thought.

…

One evening, Red Robin was on his usual patrol, this night his patrol route was line on keeping an eye out for the upper echelons of Gotham’s elite as there had been a massive Arkham breakout meaning that the rich were out for grabs for the usual kidnapping and ransom.  

He intercepted a poor attempt at a robbery between a wealthy civilian, their bag had released all of its contents in a fit of panic. Red Robin helped the said civilian to gather their things all up after he had tied the robber with some zip-ties. As he was gathering their things he picked up a unique-looking necklace. A simple silver necklace with a singular greenish-blue pearl in its center. The unusual color caught his attention but never thought any of it until tomorrow morning.

The next morning, As Tim was dressing up for his morning job as the CEO of Wayne Enterprise, he noticed something peculiar. The scar from his missing spleen, a constant reminder of a near-fatal injury, and another reminder that Ra is a creep for stealing a minor’s spleen had vanished. Alarmed and more awake than seconds ago, he hurriedly went to Dr. Leslie’s clinic for an impromptu check-up. The X-rays revealed the impossible, his spleen had regenerated as if it had never been missing in the first place.

…

The Bats are now scrambling for any information about the mysterious pearl that Red Robin had contact with just last night.

Meanwhile, Danny was imprisoned in a remote, strongly fortified manor. Unlike Yukina from Yuyu Hakusho, Danny's tears transformed into a powerful healing agent capable of miraculous recoveries.

This wealthy captor, who had been a player in the underground for quite some time yet always had the ambition to be more than just a buyer, when he became aware of Danny's existence and his tears' healing abilities, had been exploiting him to create the greenish-blue pearls that were now circulating in the black market.

Danny was not alone in captivity. He was accompanied by his younger, de-aged self, Dan and Ellie. Both had been captured and used as leverage to compel Danny's cooperation. The three were confined in separate, high-security quarters that were closely monitored and strongly guarded.

…

As chaos is slowly filling up the streets of Gotham, at the edge of the city’s border there stood a woman with a purpose.

Talia al Ghul, the Demon Head's daughter and mother of Damian Al Ghul-Wayne, commonly known as Robin, is well-known for her strategic abilities. She embarked on a personal mission to protect and save her son Danny from the pig who dared to hurt him.

Danny, Talia and Bruce's first kid had been hidden from the world, even her father, for his safety. Safety? She felt selfish for the first time, keeping Danny concealed from everyone except her. Talia had decided to keep him concealed, including from his brother, Damian.

Talia had lately received an unusual package—a VHS video with a green sticky note bearing the letters "CW." The film contained a warning and a guide, as well as critical information about the forces that had kidnapped her son and instructions on how to exploit something she had never seen before.

The tape revealed Danny's captor's identity, a wealthy and powerful figure deep within Gotham's underbelly who had discovered Danny's new powers and was forcing him to create healing pearls. The video also contained plans and security information about Danny's detention facility, as well as the network of individuals involved in this nefarious enterprise.

Talia devised a strategy based on the tape's information, contacting trusted allies and resources while also depending on her network and the element of surprise. Talia walks through the city like a ghost, her love for Danny so strong and unwavering that she is willing to eliminate anyone who endangers her son's safety.

…

PS: If someone out there wants to continue or make a fic about this you are free to do so, don’t forget to tag me though.

PPS: This one is for the month of August since I’m going to be a bit busy so ENJOY!!!

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Dirty Work 11

Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as bullying, familial discord/abuse, and possible untagged elements. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: You start a new gig and find one of your clients to be hard to please.

Characters: Loki

Note: Alright, another double duty day.

As per usual, I humbly request your thoughts! Reblogs are always appreciated and welcomed, not only do I see them easier but it lets other people see my work. I will do my best to answer all I can. I’m trying to get better at keeping up so thanks everyone for staying with me.

Your feedback will help in this and future works (and WiPs, I haven’t forgotten those!)

I love you all immensely. Take care. 💖

Her name is Leslie. The nurse with her graying brown hair and square jaw arrives just before eight. You tell her your father’s still in bed as you show her around; you go through the meals you prepped in the fridge and where his meds are and everything else. Still you feel like you’re forgetting something.

“I’ll go get him up,” you say.

“Miss, that’s my job,” she insists.

“Oh.”

“Don’t you worry, I’ve got twenty years under my belt. I’m certain you can see,” she touches the silver along her hairline, “we’ll get him up and at ‘em.”

“Mm, well.. He… isn’t much of a morning person. He can be a bit grumpy,” you warn her.

“That’s for me to worry about. I earn my money, hon. You look like you’re in a hurry,” she puts a hand on her hip, “you can call me and check in, huh? I know it’s hard when you’ve been a caretaker for so long. It’s not easy handing over the reins.”

You falter. Caretaker? You never really thought of it like that. You’re his daughter. You care for him sure, but that’s just what you do. It isn’t the control, it’s feeling like you’re pawning him off on someone else. Like you’re shrugging off responsibility.

“I just… worry about him,” you say.

“That means you’re a good daughter,” she praises, “now off with you. Look at you, all dressed for work. Promise, we’ll send an update at lunch time. By then, I’ve usually got a handle on things.”

You pout and wet your lips with the tip of your tongue, “thank you.”

“It’s my job, and I love it,” she assures you.

You feel a little better as you put your shoes on and say a final goodbye. You can’t help but be nervous. What if she calls you before you can even get to work? What if your dad chases her off? He can be downright nasty when he means to.

You head off with your big leather bag, your body on autopilot as your mind races a thousand miles ahead of you. Everything happened so fast. Your phone call turned into an email and a quick placement. You can’t believe how simple it all was. That’s what puts you on edge. Nothing is ever that easy.

You shudder as you step onto the bus. There’s worry behind you and before you. Certain not to be late again, you take the earlier route. It’s a different driver. The whole change throws you off.

You get to the stop well before your shift begins. You saw a cafe just before the last stop. You teeter, wondering if you have time, or even the money. Your first check cleared and you’ve doled it out almost to the cent. Just a little left for yourself.

You retrace the route to the cafe nestled beside the park and the library. The residential area borders on the more elite properties like Mr. Laufeyson. You can only dream of living in a neighbourhood like this, where you can walk without looking over your shoulder.

The cafe is mostly empty as you enter. You don’t really go to places like this. There’s been a few times you got a tea from MacDonald’s but nothing like this. You look at the menu handwritten in chalk and squint as if trying to solve a puzzle.

“What are we looking at today, miss?” The barista greets. You can’t find the teas anywhere.

“Erm, I wanted some tea, please,” you step up to the counter.

“Sure thing. What kind?” She points to the little board beside her till. Oh.

You read the options; they all sound fancy but you prefer what you know. 

“Earl grey, please,” you order.

“Of course. Would you like a fog or plain?”

“Um, I… don’t know,” you cringe.

“No worries, fog is a latte, we steam it up and all that.”

“Uh,” you rub your neck, “I guess I could try it.”

“Alright, plain dairy?”

“Milk, yeah,” you confirm awkwardly as you dig out your coin purse.

You wait patiently after paying. Your cheeks are on fire and you take your drink with a thank you before fleeing. Another place you don’t fit. You inhale the scent of the tea but don’t taste it as the temperature burns your hand through the cardboard.

You already regret the indulgence. You don’t know why you had the thought. The idea of being so early put you off and lingering outside like a creep didn’t sound any better. You set off back towards the Laufeyson abode and blow the steam away as it sleep through the small slotted lid

The gate code, the pathway along the side of the house, the flapping birds and buzzing bees, the smell of pollen and the rustle of leaves. You leave the spring behind you as you let yourself in the back door into the grey silence. You leave your shoes on the mat and wander down the hall.

You’re met by a shadow that appears from around the staircase, almost as if expecting you. You slide to a stop in only your socks as Mr. Laufeyson wears his usual discerning expression. You grip the cup tight as foam seeps through the slot. He looks you up and down.

“That does not belong in the library,” he taps the lid.

You stare at the cup. You should’ve thought about that. You can’t have that around the nice furniture and all those books.

“Yes, Mr. Laufeyson, of course,” you accept.

“So…” he glares at the cup.

“Er, Mr. Laufeyson, may I have this in the kitchen? I’m early–”

“Very well,” he allows. “I need to be mindful of time today, yes.”

You nod and retreat, surprised as he follows you into the kitchen. You set your bag at your feet and rest the cup on the counter. You take off the lid to let the heat out.

“I am to be away. I’ll need a bag packed,” he instructs, “your duties will continue in my absence, yes?”

“Mr. Laufeyson,” you put your hand to the side of the cup.

He sighs as he glances at the tea again, “finish that then report to me. I’ve a list.”

“Yes, Mr. Laufeyson.”

He leaves you just as abruptly. You turn to the foamy tea and frown. You’ve not even begun the day and somehow it feels like you’ve already messed up.

🧹

The suitcase awaits you at the door of Mr. Laufeyson’s room. You near and stop before the leather bag, reminded of your venture beyond that door. The disaster of your entry and frantic flight that followed. 

You try to shake it off as you grab the suitcase, the list pressing against the handle as it crinkles. You enter and peer around the space. The deja vu nearly chases you out. You cross to the bed and put the bag on top, flipping it open to begin the task.

You want this done as quickly as possible, just as Mr. Laufeyson directed. You smooth out the paper to find his long cursive in neat lines. You can admire the artistry of his hand. Your own writing would look juvenile in comparison.

In the bathroom, you gather up the noted toiletries into a pouch that matches the luggage. It feels intrusive but you try not to think. It’s simple, like an inventory. Nothing deeper than that. The rich scent wafts from the little vial of cologne as you slip it through the zipper, clinging to your fingertips even as you seal it up.

You take the little bag into the room and start on gathering the clothes. A number of shirts and slacks, socks and briefs, ties and cuff links, even shoes. There is no specification of which ones. You slide open the closet and peruse the varying dark shades, only a few crisp white shirts to break the tone, though the ties and pocket square have more diversity.

You’re overwhelmed by the selection. Your own dresser contains as many shirts and pants as you can count. Your newly bought work clothes have proven troublesome as you don’t have anywhere to store them. His own wardrobe is extravagant in both quality and quantity when compared to your own.

You take out a deep blue shirt. It’s satiny and sleek. You’re not sure it’s fit for a family visit. You can assume that’s where he’s off to, though he didn’t confirm it outright. He just handed you the list and shooed you away.

You trade it for a plainer fabric but a similar hue. You take out three as noted on the page and lay them out neatly. Next the trousers. Those will have to match the tops. You hadn’t thought of that though the list is more helpful in this manner; only two pairs, one brown and one black. 

Right, but what shade of brown? Tan or dark or somewhere in the middle. Or those ones with the light blue plaid pattern. It’s a bit warm for wool so definitely not that. No tweed either. You grab a black pair and turn back to solve the riddle of what shade of brown to choose.

As you move the hangers slowly over the rod, a scuff from the hallway interrupts your browsing. You don’t look over as you assume it’s own Mr. Laufeyson on his way to his study. You’re surprised as instead he sweeps into the room without announcement, muttering to himself as he does.

“One thing after another,” he murmurs as he tugs on his tie, tearing it loose completely to toss it towards the bed. You’re completely stunned by his entrance, “I swear…”

He nears as if you aren’t even there, his long fingers fleetly unbuttoning his shirt. You blink and back away, averting your eyes from the wet spots spattered across the evergreen linen. You clear your throat and scuttle towards the bed.

“Sorry,” you babble as you try to sidle past him. Flashbacks of that day tinge your memory once more. This time the bed does not obscure your sight.

“You will have someone tend to that damnable sink,” he demands.

“Yes, Mr. Laufeyson,” you answer without looking back as you hurry to the door.

“Not this moment, you’re not done packing,” he snaps, “where are you going?”

“Mr. Laufeyson, I just–” you peek at him as he unbuttons his cuffs and rips the shirt down his shoulders. You get a glimpse of his muscles chest and thick arms, “I can come back.”

“You will finish what you started,” he shakes his head as he dumps the shirt onto the bed and turns to face the closet. His back is just as finely formed. You try not to notice as you put your focus to the floor. “I only need a new shirt.”

He flicks through the hangers and pulls out a new piece, shaking it out before slipping his arms into it. You return to the bed and pick up the list. The brown slacks. He doesn’t budge as he buttons his new shirt. 

“I do intend to leave today so do not tarry,” he girds.

You flinch and near him. He does not move as you come up to the closet and grab the first pair of brown pants you see. He catches your hand, squeezing it around the hanger as he tisks.

“Not those ones,” he guides your arm as he rehooks the hang on the bar. He draws your grasp off and leads it to another pair, “these will do.”

He lets you go as your hand tingles. As his shirt remains only half-buttoned, it feels strangely intimate. You take the pants and swiftly back away. You go to the bed again and focus on fitting everything into the bag.

You sense him lingering behind you. You hear his fingers work at the buttons then the soft tuck of his shirt tails into his pants, the clink of his buckle as he adjusts his belt. You take the list again, half-pretending to read it. 

“I put thought to it,” he stands at the foot of the bed, watching you. The weight of his gaze is like the blazing heat of an open fire. It makes you want to melt. “The gazebo. I would like to have an assessment. If it proves salvageable, then let it be restored.”

You nod as you turn to find the socks noted on the list in the small drawer of the tall dresser. You count them out and spin back. He lowers himself onto the bed, bending one leg up as leans on one hand.

“Have a carpenter in and have them leave an estimate. We’ll review on my return.”

“Yes, Mr. Laufeyson,” you gulp.

He makes no move to leave. He remains, his gaze unwavering. Is this some test? Is it suspicion? You peek over as he pulls his arm back and tugs his cuff over the black and blue watch. Does he think you’ll secret away a silk tie or a pair of socks?

You keep on, with no other option. You have nothing to prove, you know you’re an honest person. You move the pouch into the bag as he hums thoughtfully. You keep your hands moving as you try to fit everything neatly inside. 

You look up at him, steeling yourself as you find his green eyes pinpointed on you, “Have I forgotten something, Mr. Laufeyson?”

You stop your hands, clutching tight the fabric in them. He smirks and his eyes fall down. You follow them and find yourself grasping a pair of his briefs. Your lips part and you quickly tuck them in with the rest.

“No, I think you’ve been quite thorough,” he slithers and rises from the bed, “I will be off in an hour, I expect to find my bag by the door.”

“Yes, Mr. Laufeyson.”

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Any headcanons about Jon Kent and/or Damian Wayne?

I'm gonna focus some older damijon headcanons so that this post doesn't go on forever 😅

Sleeping Habits

Jon sleeps best when he focuses in on Damian's heartbeat. He still has night terrors about his time as Ultraman's prisoner but if he can listen to Damian's heartbeat until it lulls him back to sleep, he feels safe. This continues on into his adult life.

Damian inherited Jon's old Superboy jacket after Jon came back aged up and he sleep with it next to his pillow like a security blanket (but if anyone asks, he'll deny it). Damian stops doing this when Jon begins sleeping over because now his pillows smell like Jon and that's all he really wanted, that feeling of knowing he's around.

Dating History

Jon dates a lot in his youth, he dated Irma, then Jay, then several more people before finally dating Damian in his early 30s. He likes dating, he likes the thrill of a new relationship but after the cliché feelings of romance have worn off, he has a bad habit of becoming distant until the other person just ends things with him. This hasn't happened with Damian because Damian doesn't let him get bored lol...also because their love is stronger than feelings of passion. It's a genuine love and friendship.

Damian didn't start dating seriously until after college. He'd had crushes but they weren't really a sexual thing, more like something he thought he was supposed to do and wanting to feel loved. He tried to give it the ol' college try with Maps but even she knew it wasn't going to work out; they're still really good friends though (and only two years "wasted"). Honestly, she figured out his preferences before he did and convinced him to ask Jon out. Silver lining is, Damian introduced her to Colin and when they got married they fought over who got to have him as their best man...she won. (yes Maps and Colin are one of my crack ships lol)

College

Damian actually convinced Jon to give college another try, which he does. They end up going to Star City University together (because it's neutral) and were even roommates. It was awkward for Jon at first since he was an older freshman but he's a people person so the age gap didn't stay weird for long. It did get tiring telling the freshman, "no, I can't buy you alcohol. I'm not trying to get expelled". He ends up getting a PhD in Biochemistry.

Damian had not been excited to continue his education until he managed to convince Jon to do it with him. He decided to go the Veterinary route because "people get on his nerves" and he wanted to save on his own vet bills (practical). When their majors took them in separate directions they still stayed as roommates. Damian and Jon didn't date in college so it did get under Damian's skin to see Jon date other people, but at the time he didn't really understand why (retrospect is 20/20).

Careers

Jon had been nervous about not following his parent's footsteps but with Damian's encouragement Jon goes into applied research and gets a job at S.T.A.R labs. He writes articles of his findings frequently, so it's not like the ol' writing genes went completely to waste. His parents do like to joke "where did we go wrong with you?" about his very different career path but it's all in jest, they are very proud of him.

Damian gets his veterinary medical degree but later decides to go back to school to get a general medical degree (he has a change of heart in his mid-30s). He is still primarily a Vet but he wanted to be able to help his family out as well since Alfred was gone and...so was Leslie now too. Damian also does a lot of extra research regarding alien biology on the side, he can't get a degree in it, but he's currently one of only a handful of people on Earth that would be able to operate on Jon or any other Kryptonian should they need it.

The Multiverse

Damian and Jon are a rare phenomena within the Multiverse; that are what is regarded as, "True Soulmates". Even on Earths that do not have both a Damian and Jon their fates are still intertwined. A world without both spells loneliness for the the other and more often than not, catastrophe for that world. (I'm actually in the process of writing a whole series about this. The first preview was posted earlier this month. Earth 3: Into the Owls Nest)

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Two Hearts, One Firehouse

Request: Ohhhh thank you so much 😊 It would be an idea where you're Kelly Severides half sister and on duty at Ambulance 61, but also having a crush on Gallo and vise versa but Kelly does not approve. So the mood between you both is not the best as he doesn't want you to be one of his girls. So as the ambulance one time gets in an accident and 51 comes to your rescue, Kelly notices how worried Gallo is and how he wants to make sure your okay. So Kelly gives him a chance and he finally asks you on a date and it's all fluffy ? Hope that's okay 🩷

Pairings: Severide!Younger!Sister!Reader x Blake Gallo

Warnings: inaccurate medical talk, car crashes, hospitals, angst, fluff, blood, cursing

Masterlist

You had lived with your mother and your half brother, Kelly Severide, you had the same mother but different fathers. That did stop the two of you being like full siblings with him being a month older, yes you were the younger sister of Kelly Severide. Your step-father had decided to adopt you so you took on his last name. You loved your family and you stuck beside Kelly most of the time. You and he were similar in more ways than one and it was a little scary. So similar that you both had decided to go through the same career paths, though you went paramedic route and he went firefighter route and later to squad. You always loved helping people. You loved it so much that you had decided to make a career out of it and you haven’t looked back since. It started when you were on the way home from school and had passed an accident and so you helped them and that is where the spark started and it grew. You both were lucky enough to go through the fire academy together and had each other for support and once you graduated you both were lucky to get the same firehouse. 

When you started to work for Chief Boden at Firehouse 51 with your brother you made fast friends with everyone but then again that is just who you are and you wouldn’t change it for the world. You really became friends with your fellow Ambulance 61 crew, first it was Gabriela Dawson and Leslie Shay and then it was Gaberila and Sylvie Brett. You loved them all and was devastated about what happened to Leslie but you put on a brave face and moved on. It was the same with your brother, he loved her just about as much as he loved you but she didn’t swing for his team, and you both had each other to lean on. You welcomed anyone who had come onto it no matter how long they were staying there. Gabriela Dawson, Sylvie Brett, and you became the second dream team on Ambo 61 after Gabriela, Leslie, and you.

While you made fast friends with everyone at the firehouse there was one person in particular that you had fallen madly in love with and you could say the same for him. Who is it you ask? Blake Gallo. The tall, dark haired, brown eyed, handsome, male that worked with your brother on Truck 81 when he was there before Squad. Kelly liked Blake and thought he was a good guy but when he started seeing how Blake looked at you and they way you got all happy and smiley he knew something was up. You see, Blake didn’t have a good dating history, he had several fling and an ex-girlfriend and when he did get in a relationship it seemed like it didn’t last long it was over, Kelly didn’t like that. He also didn’t like that he was trying to make moves on you while doing it with another girl. You and Blake hung out a lot especially with your brother and other friends down at Molly’s, a bar for first responders and other guests are allowed to be there but it is mainly a hang out for first responders. 

Currently everyone was out at Molly’s celebrating a successful shift and to just relax and have the weight of the days melt away and it worked so well. You and Kelly had just arrived at the bar since you both lived together and you both rode together. “Oh man am I ready for a drink.” You said eyeing the bar and all of the alcohol and your brother chuckled.

“You can say that again. Just make sure you don’t drink too much. I don't want a repeat of what happened on your birthday.” He said and you grimaced. You, Sylvie, Gabriela, Stella Kidd, your brother’s girlfriend and your best friend, and Natalie Manning, Will Halseatd’s current girlfriend and your friend, Hailey Upton, Jay Halstead’s partner and girlfriend, and Kim Burgess, Adam Ruzek’s partner and girlfriend,  had partied way to hard and several shots were taken and after several more drinks and several more bars a very drunk you were being dropped off to your brother at your guys’ apartment. That night was filled with very drunk talk about anything and everything, especially about your crush on Blake and lots of time in front of the toilet. You tended to tell the truth when you were drunk. You ended up passed out in your brother’s arms on the bathroom floor and after a while he carried you to your room and held you all night and was there when you got sick.

“Never again. That was so bad.” You said and he chuckled and side hugged you and kissed your temple which made you smile and lean into him. You both then spotted Jay and Will, Connor Rhodes, Antonio Dawson, Hailey, Kevin Atwater, Kim, Adam, and Gaberila and several of your other friends and you made your way over to them. “Hey guys!” You said and they looked up and smiled.

“Hey!” They all said and each and everyone hugged you and the night started. 

“How long have you all been here?” You asked taking a seat beside Jay.

“Not long. We were about to get a pitcher for the table. You two want in?” Connor asked 

“Yes please.” You and Kelly said at the same time and everyone laughed. It was not an uncommon occurrence for you both to say things at the same time. 

“Why don’t you come with us?” Hailey and Kim said to you and you nodded because you knew the real reason, they wanted to gossip without the boys.

“Count me in.” You said and followed them to the counter. You flagged down Stella and you told her what you wanted and then the three of you were left to chat. 

“So… how is it going with you and Blake?” Kim asked and you looked at her.

“What do you mean?” You asked 

“We’ve seen how cozy cozy you both have gotten with each other.” She said and the others nodded.

“There is nothing going on. He doesn’t like me like that. Besides, he has a girlfriend.” You said and they smirked.

“You keep telling yourself that but there is definitely something going on. He also just walked in and it seems to me that he is looking around for you.” Hailey said and that had  you spinning around and saw him and when his eyes met yours and he smiled which caused you to look down and blush. 

“Ohhh he is walking over here.” Kim said with an edge in her voice and she smirked. 

“No he is not.” You said and Hailey smiled.

“Yes he is and he is here.” She said 

“Hello ladies. How is it going?” He asked and you looked up at him, his eyes on you the entire time.

“Doing good. Just grabbing a pitcher and taking it to the table.” Kim said and pointed over to the group consisting of the boys. “Wanna join?” She asked and he shook his head.

“No thank you. I’m meeting some of the guys here.” He said and pointed over to a table you had become so quiet and your cheeks felt like they were on fire. Stella came back with the pitchers and glasses and Blake’s drink choice.

“You guys go on. I’m gonna hang out here for a minute.” You said and they smirked but you had yet to break eye contact with Blake. Stella took that as a hint and brought you your favorite beer choice. 

“Don’t have too much fun.” Kim said and you nudged her and they laughed and walked on.

“You look beautiful tonight.” He said and you smiled “I mean you look beautiful everyday.” He said rambling.

“It’s ok I get it. You only see me in uniform and my hair up.” You said looking down as he took a seat next to you.

“Either way you still look absolutely gorgeous.” He said. “How are you?” He asked and you looked up unaware of how your brother was watching and glowering at the back of your guys’ heads.

“I'm doing good. Last call was a little nerve-wracking but we got through it.” You said as you took a drink of your beer that Stella had set in front of you silently and smirking as she did so. “You?” You asked and smiled.

“Been doing good. My day gets better every time I get to see you around.” He said and you blushed and looked down making some hair fall into your face. He slowly reached over and tucked it behind your ear his touch sent electricity through your body and you found yourself leaning in to him. It was no secret that you liked, no loved, each other and had major crushes on each other. 

Meanwhile Kelly was fuming and everyone was smirking. They knew how protective he was over you. “Look at them. They are way too close to each other.” He said, taking a drink of his beer while watching you.

“Oh come on Kelly.” Jay said while taking a drink and then began talking again “They are so painfully in love with each other that it's almost cringe worthy watching them.” He added and everyone nodded in agreement. 

“Well I don’t like it.” He said, pulling a pouting face.

“Why?” Will asked and he turned to him.

“He is only going to break her heart. I don’t want that for my sister. I hate seeing her upset.” He said and they all smiled.

“Your sister and Blake are madly in love with each other and the flirting says so. I don’t think I’ve seen him with another girl since he broke up with his last one in the beginning stages of him being at the firehouse.” Matt said and Gaberila nodded. “Do you trust your sister?” He asked and immediately Kelly nodded.

“1000%. I just want her to be hurt. She’s been hurt in the past and it took such a toll on her. If I wasn’t there I don’t know what would’ve happened to her.” Kelly admitted.

“What happened?” Connor asked

“She was in love with a guy and they seemed to have loved each other. They moved in together and got engaged. They were going to get married. On what was supposed to be their wedding day I found him and her best friend, your bridesmaid, hooking up and I really mean fucking in their room on their bed. I was furious. I chewed them both out and pretty much made them tell her what had happened. It took a toll on her, it sent her into a depressive state but she never did anything to hurt herself but that doesn't mean I wasn't worried. I was there every step of the way until she got better and lots of therapy. It took her awhile to get over it, I don’t think she got totally over it until we started working at Firehouse 51. She was scared to let herself get attached or date and as big brother I promised I would protect her at all cost.” Kelly finished, eyes focused on the two of you.

“What happened with her ex-fiance and ex-friend?” Hailey asked and Kelly looked at her.

“They got engaged a month later and married a year later. They had the decency to send her a save the date. She didn’t end up going to the wedding and as far as I know they haven’t tried to contact her.” Kelly said.

“Oh that is horrible. What are their names?” Adam asked, the entire Intelligence crew and Med crew grew to love you and treat you like a sister and a daughter to Hank Voight and Alvin Olinsky, before he passed away.

“Tyler Wattson and Ana Hopkins.” Kelly said, taking a drink.

“Didn’t we just have Tyler start working at Med?” Connor asked Will and he thought about it and nodded.

“We did. Just about two weeks ago. But he took vacation just a couple of days ago for a month” Will said “He seemed like a nice guy but now that we know the truth it makes us look at him differently now.” He added and Connor nodded. The rest of the night Kelly watched you and Blake talk and laugh together and what really grinded his gears was that you both were flirting with each other. 

“Alright that is it. I’m calling it a night.” Kelly said and threw some money down to pay for half of his beer and then stalked over to you without saying goodbye to the others. “Y/N, we are leaving.” He said and you looked at him.

“I’m not done here. I don’t want to go yet.” You said, Blake could see a fight about to happen.

“Hey, I’ll make sure she gets home safely.” He said and Kelly looked at him for a split second.

“Fine. I’ll see you at home, Sis.” He said and hugged you and kissed your temple and you leaned into his hug.

“I’ll see you at home.” You said and then watched as Kelly stormed out of the house. “What is up his ass?” You asked and Blake shrugged.

“Who knows. Let us finish out the night together.” He said and you blushed and nodded.

“That sounds like a perfect plan.” You said and that is what you both did. By the time you both were ready to leave it was 12 AM and Blake was putting money on the counter to pay for his and your drinks and then he was throwing an arm around you and leading you outside to the Uber he had called since that is what he took here and the both of you have been drinking and in no shape to drive. The Uber drive to yours and Kelly’s apartment was super quick and filled with small talk and giggling. Blake told the driver to wait and he nodded and Blake walked you in and up to your apartment. “Thank you for a good time tonight.” You said as you arrived at the door and he smiled.

“Anytime.” He said and then you were smiling and blushing while looking down. You opened the door and stepped inside and shut the door. You turned around to find Kelly there.

“Holy shit.” You said “You scared me.” You said as you took in his appearance he wasn’t smiling and he had his arms crossed. “What is wrong?” You asked.

“I don’t want you hanging out with Blake anymore.” He said and you looked at him.

“Why?” You asked

“I don’t want you to become one of his flings, Y/N/N.” Kelly said and your mouth fell open.

“I’m not going to become one of his flings.” You said starting to get defensive.

“He has done it before and what makes you think he won’t do it again?” He asked 

“People can change. I haven’t seen him with a girl or heard him talking about a girl since he started at 51 and you should know guys at the station don’t care who overhears their conversations. I love him, Kels. Why can’t you expect that?” You asked

“I’m just looking out for you and want what is best for you. I don’t want you to become one of his girls that he sleeps with and then puts out to the curb. I’ve seen how your last relationship did to you and I don’t want that to happen again.” He said and that made you freeze. How dare he bring that up?

“I can’t believe you would bring that up. Yes Tyler was an asshole for doing that to me and yes it sent me into a depressive state to the point of needing therapy. But I’ve learned from my mistakes and that situation. I can take care of myself and I love that man. Why can’t you see that?” You asked and before he could respond you threw your hands up and then back down “I’m done. I’m going to bed to get a good night’s sleep before our next shift. Goodnight, Kelly.” You said and stomped off brushing past him.

“Y/N/N.” He tried but knew nothing could stop you. He sighed and went to the couch and turned on the TV to a random game and watched it for a few before going to bed. He checked in on you before going to his room and falling asleep. 

The next morning you were gone before he even woke up and that saddened him. He hated when the both of you fought and this fight could’ve been avoided if he kept his damn mouth shut but he was your big brother and he needed to protect you, that was his job. He sighed and got ready for his shift. When he arrived at the station he parked next to your car and got out and then he heard your laughter as he got out and he looked up smiling but then it fell when he saw who you were with. He was angry but then he saw how happy you were and that slowly died down. You spotted him and your smile turned into a frown and glare then you flipped him off and you pulled Blake into the firehouse and that made Kelly upset but he was an asshole so he deserved it.

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You and Blake had been having a relaxing talk outside of the firehouse in the morning. He was drinking coffee leaning against the wall and you were leaning against the opposite wall. You both were talking, more like flirting, with each when you looked up you saw that your brother had pulled and your smile turned into a frown and then a glare. You flipped him off and then pulled Blake into the firehouse. “Everything ok?” He asked.

“We had a fight and he pissed me off. I'm not talking to him right and besides he brought up some stuff that shouldn't be brought up.” You said and he nodded.

“If you want to talk about it, I'm here.” He said and you looked up smiling.

“Thank you, that means so much to me.” You said and he smiled.

“Anything for your pretty face.” He said and that made you blush furiously. 

“Gallo!” Herrmann called out and the both of you looked up and he was waving him over to him.

“Looks like you're being summoned.” You chuckled and he turned back to you smiling.

“Seems like it. Talk to you later?” He asked and you nodded.

“I would like that.” You said and he smiled and then headed off before he got into trouble. Now you were left alone. You were alone until you heard your brother's voice.

“Sis.” Kelly started and you turned around glaring.

“What?” You asked and his eyes saddened.

“I wanted to apologize. I shouldn't have brought up your past. I trust you I do. It's just my job as a big brother-” He said but you cut him off.

“By a month.” You said 

“Yes, by a month. But it's my job to protect you. He just has a reputation and I don't want you to get caught up in it or be another girl that goes onto his list.” Kelly said and you could see where he was coming from.

“I get it. I do but you did something so unforgivable. I like him, Kels. Why can't you just accept that?” you asked and after he didn't answer you sighed and shook your head and walked away. You avoided him for most of your shift and most of those times you were on calls, which was great for you because that meant you were away from Kelly. While on calls and you weren't trying to save a patient or driving you were on your phone texting Blake. You and he had given each other your numbers that morning before Kelly showed up. 

Finally, you were back from your latest call. You could let a sigh of relief out. When you started to get out Kelly was there and before he could say anything or you say anything the bells were rining signaling for Ambo 61. You groaned but got in the driver's seat once again and set off. “This is what our 12th call since the start of our shift?” Gaberila asked and you nodded. 

“Seems to be that way. It must be a full moon tonight.” You said chuckling.

“It must be. Let's just hope this one is easy.” She said but as you pulled up she regretted those words.

“Or not.” You said and looked over at her it seemed to be gang related or a hit attempt. “Alright let's do this.” You said and put the ambulance into park. The both of you got out and headed towards the scene. “Paramedics coming through. Please move.” You said and most people, which were bystanders, moved. You and Gabriela looked at each other and then she was getting to work trying to wake the man up.

“Sir, can you hear me?” She asked the man to mumble something and it was so quiet that you could barely hear. You then began to look around and spotted someone on the phone and waved them over.

“Sir, can you tell me what happened?” You asked and he looked like he was shaken up.

“We were just walking to the store when a car came out of nowhere. They pulled a gun and pointed it out the window and shot him. My brother used to be in a gang but he got out and snitched and now he has a bounty on him.” The man told you and you nodded.

“What is your brother's name?” You asked 

“Kenny Hills. They were driving a black Toyota Corolla.” He said and you nodded.

“Thank you for the information. We will try to get him the help he needs.” Storing the information to tell the police. “Do you want to ride with him?” You asked and he shook his head.

“No, I'll meet you at the hospital.” He said and you nodded. 

“Ok, we will be taking him to Med.” You said and he nodded and took off. Something seemed off but you needed to tend to the patient. You walked back over and relayed the information to Gaberia. Early you had brought the stretcher over and now you both worked to get him up and on it. Once you both did that you loaded him up in the ambulance but you couldn't help but notice a suspicious car parked a little bit away. When he was loaded you and Gabriela got in and you started to speed off. “How are we looking?” You asked as you drove hurriedly down the roads with sirens blaring.

“He's stable and breathing. He's lucky that we got to him in time.” She said 

“Good.” You said as you drove. 

“What's going on?” Kenny asked as he started to wake up.

“We got called saying that there was a man unconscious with gunshot wounds.” Gabriela said.

“Oh man, they actually attempted it.” He said

“What do you mean?” You asked 

“I was in a gang but they started doing things I didn't agree with and I had done some things that I'm not proud of. So, I turned myself in. I took a deal that if I ratted them out I would be clear but would have to do some community service and I agreed. They found out and started coming after me, family, and friends. They stopped for a while until today.” He explained

“We can get the police involved and get you into protective custody.” You said

“You think that would work?” He asked 

“Yes-” You began but was interrupted by a car slamming into the driver’s side of the ambulance and a scream was heard. You don't know if it was yours or Gabriela's. Pain erupted throughout your side as the ambulance was pushed sideways. The truck still accelerated and it started to tip the ambulance to the side. “Keep him safe.” You told Gabriela.

“I got it.” She said and then the truck backed off and slammed into the ambulance again and that made you hit your head and the world go black. 

The ambulance had overturned and rolled, sending Kenny and Gabriela all around the place, but they were unharmed. You on the other hand were pinned and glass had impeded in your skin and in your stomach. The seat belt was cutting into you and blood was running down your temple and out of your nose. You were also barely breathing but it was labored and it would come out later that your lung had collapsed. “Y/N are you ok?” She asked but got no answer. She moved as best as she could to get a look at you and saw that you were unconscious.

“How is she?” Kenny asked and Gabriela looked at him.

“Not so good. How are you?” She asked, moving and wincing in pain.

“I’m ok. You?” He asked

“I’m in pain but nothing to worry about.” She said and then there was a noise and the back doors were being opened. 

“You son of a bitch you were supposed to die.” A man said he was covered in blood and he was limping. Kenny moved Gabriela behind him and grabbed anything closest to him which happened to be scissors.

“Well it looks like you didn’t do a good job. Clearly I’m still alive.” He said and then a fight broke out. “Go tend to your partner.” Kenny said to her and she nodded and moved as best as she could. The fight was continuing.

“Y/N? Can you hear me?” Gabriela asked but you didn’t answer. “Please be alive. I can’t have your brother killing me.” She said and started to do an assessment of you. “It’s going to be ok. I’m going to call Kelly.” She said she was about to get the phone when Kenny appeared he was covered in more blood and physical wounds “Are you ok?” She asked.

“I’m ok.” He said 

“What about the other man?” She asked

“Taken care of.” He said and she nodded “What can I do to help?” He asked.

“Find gauze or anything to stop the bleeding. She’s cut bad. I just hope everyone is on their way.” She said as he set to work. Then suddenly the smell of gas leaking filled their senses and they looked at each other.

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“Truck 81. Rescue Squad 3. Engine 51. Battalion 25. Car crash. Overturned ambulance and possible fire. Multiple injuries.” 

The bells and the voice came over the intercom and Kelly’s heart sank. “That can’t be. Can it?” Kelly asked Stella as they got ready to move. 

“Let’s not think the worst.” She said

“It’s not them. It’s not.” Blake said as everyone loaded up into their vehicles and moved out. The vehicles were silent as they rushed to the scene. “Stella, what are the chances it’s Y/N?” He asked his friend. 

“A very good one. They never checked in and they never made it to the hospital.” She said and Blake’s heart dropped. 

“I can’t lose her. I love her.” He said and she smiled at him sympathetically.

“She’s strong. She's Severide. Nothing is going to stop her or bring her down. Y/N grew up with Kelly and that takes some guts. She’s going to be ok.” She said trying to keep spirits high but right now she wasn’t too sure herself. They arrived at the scene and everyone was silent, they eventually pulled together and Chief Boden started to give orders. 

“This is so bad.” Herrmann said 

“They’re going to be ok.” Otis said “They are both strong.” He added just as Gabriela crawled out of the wrecked ambulance and came over to them. Other firehouses had been called because they needed more ambulances.

“It’s bad. There is blood everywhere and she is unconscious.” She started off.

“What happened?” Kelly asked

“We were transporting a patient, his name is Kenny Hills, we suddenly got hit and it sent us sliding. Then we got hit again by the same truck, I’m assuming. Someone came in and they had back and forth and he told me to go and take care of Y/N so I did. He’s in there now stopping the bleeding. He was an ex-gang member but he’s a really good guy.” She said as she got medical attention. Kelly nodded as did everyone else and then they got to work. 

“Alright Rescue Squad 3 start getting her out safely. Truck 81 and Engine 51 start getting that gas under control and get that truck out of here.” Boden said and everyone let him know that they understood. 

“Geez.” Cruz said as they walked up to the accident.

“What happened Y/N/N?” Kelly asked as he saw you, his sister, unconscious on the steering wheel. 

“Alright let’s get going.” Capp said and everyone began to work. “You must be Kenny.” He added looking at Kenny and he nodded.

“She didn’t even deserve this. They were after me. The other guy is in the back.” He said 

“Is he alive?” Kelly asked

“If he is then he is severely wounded.” Kenny said nobody else spoke. They got Kenny out and transferred and then they got to work on you. 

“Alright, we take this nice and easy.” Kelly said and everyone nodded and so it began. You had been unconscious the entire time not making a sound. 

“How is she doing?” Blake asked as he appeared and a few others started helping out. 

“Not so good.” Kelly said and Blake pulled a face that Kelly couldn’t see.

“Kels.” You spoke softly and everyone jumped.

“I’m right here, Sis. What hurts?” He asked 

“Everything.” You moaned out “Kels, I don’t feel good.” You said and slowly cracked your eyes open to look at him.

“It’s ok. We got you.” He said

“Just take it easy.” Blake announcing his presence.

“So tired.” You mumbled

“No no. You’re not giving up on us that easily. You need to be here to help people.” Kelly said as they got the door off and started to cut your seatbelt off and Blake caught you before you could fall. They started to pull you out but being trapped under the steering wheel you yelled out.

“Fuck, stop!” You yelled out as they started to move you out.

“What? What is wrong?” Blake asked

“I’m trapped. Something is digging into my leg.” You said and they took a look and there was a piece of metal in your thigh piercing an artery. 

“Ok ok we take this slowly.” Kelly said to you and everyone else around. That is what they did and they got you out safely and then your breathing became wheezing. “Stay with us.” He added as they loaded you into an ambulance and headed to Med. Kelly insisted on riding with you and nobody was going to say otherwise. 

“Kelly, I’m sorry.” You said and he looked at you.

“For what?” He asked stroking your hair.

“Everything. Everything I put you through. This.” You said 

“This is not your fault. You hear me? This is not your fault. Everything you put me through was sibling love and I gave it right back.” He said and you nodded as best as you could and then you were arriving at Med and the doors were opening to reveal Connor and Will. 

“Hey Y/N/N. You doing ok?” Connor asked 

“Hurts.” You said and he nodded.

“We got you.” Will said and then your eyes were rolling into the back of your head. “Woah, ok. Let's get moving.” He said and Connor said and they were wheeling you back to surgery leaving Kelly in the waiting room watching the door you just went through. Not even 20 minutes later 51 was rolling through the doors. 

“Kelly?” Stella’s voice came through.

“They took her back 20 minutes ago and they haven’t been back out. She, uh, she passed out before they even got her in here.” He said 

“She’s tough. She is a strong woman. She will pull through this.” Otis said and then chuckled “She is a Severide, stubborn.” He added and everyone chuckled and Kelly actually cracked a smile.

“You got that right.” He said and then walked over to a wall and leaned up against it with his head down.

“Kelly.” Blake said and Kelly looked up.

“She is strong. I’ve never met a strong woman before.” He said and Kelly could see the pure panic mixed with heartbrokenness in his face.

“Do you like my sister?” Kelly asked

“I more than just like her. I love her, Kelly.” Blake said and tears came to his eyes. “I don’t know what will happen if something happens to her. She’s changed me for the good.” He added. “She’s the best.” He finished and Kelly could tell he was telling the truth. 

“I believe you. I’m willing to give you a chance but if you hurt her and I mean if she comes crying to me, and she will because I’m her big brother, because of something stupid you did, I will make your life a living hell. Don’t fuck it up.” He said and Blake nodded.

“Absolutely. I love her too much to hurt her.” He replied

“Good. I’m holding you accountable.” He said and Blake nodded and before they could say anything Connor and Will were walking over to them and Blake turned around and everyone gathered.

“She’s stable but it was touch and go but she is alive and in recovery. She has 2 cracked ribs, a fractured wrist, a collapsed lung, a broken nose, and we had to go in and repair the artery in her leg. We almost lost her but she is a fighter. She’s going to pull through. She’s going to need a lot of physical therapy but we think she can return to work in about 6 weeks.” Will said and everyone nodded “You can see her now but limit to two people.” He added and everyone knew that Kelly and Blake should go and so that is what they did. They followed the two doctors to your room and let them be. The two men walked in and you were just waking up.

“Kels?” You asked and he smiled and walked over and sat down.

“I’m here, Sis. Blake is here too.” He said and you smiled and looked over at him.

“Hi.” You said quietly and he smiled.

“Hi.” He said and sat down taking your hand.

“Gabriela and Kenny. How are they?” You asked, looking at the both of them.

“They’re doing good. Kenny is not in trouble. They were brought in before you.” Blake said and you nodded and you groaned and blinked slowly. 

“I’m going to let the others know how you are doing. I’ll leave the two of you alone.” Kelly said getting up and kissing your forehead and then walked out of the room leaving you and Blake alone.

“Y/N,” Blake began looking at you and you looked at him “I love you. I have ever since I laid eyes on you. Yes I know I was a playboy but then I saw you and wanted to change all of that and I did. You’re the only I want and you’re the only girl for me and I want that to be forever. Your brother has already threatened me so you don’t have to worry about that. When you get released will you do me the honor of letting me take you out on a date?” He asked and you smiled and nodded.

“I would love that. I love you too. Ever since my ex-fiance cheated on me with my best friend and started working here I didn’t think I would find anyone else and I would die alone but you walked into 51 that day and everything changed. Suddenly my world was right and there was light again. You made me laugh and I mean really laugh and smile and you can ask Kelly or anyone else. So, yes I would love to go on a date with you and hopefully one day become your girlfriend and maybe even something more.” You replied and he smiled.

“Can I kiss you?” He asked and you smiled and nodded.

“Absolutely.” You said and he got up and leaned down and connected his lips to yours. Sparks flew and you knew you found the right one. You both only pulled apart when you heard someone coming down the hall and he sat down. It was Kelly and everyone else, despite what Connor and Will told them but they knew it would happen, they all greeted you and while chit chat was made you and Blake stole glances at each other and smiled but then was pulled back into conversation. You were happy and alive. You couldn’t wait for that date.

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Genuinely, I think one of the most important and fun elements to the Heist!Mark and Y/N dynamic is the mutual sentiment of "You are one of the most insufferable people I've ever met. I hope you know I would risk everything for you."

[its-been-rose]

So I spent like 2 hours on this

Anyways, let me explain:

Methodology: to make this map I watched an unedited playthrough of the game and marked down how long it took to get from one scripted event to the next. I then inserted in the known times/save points the game gives you at certain intervals. I then calculated at what time each event would take place given how long the game takes to actually play, and then put those numbers to correspond with the actual in- game clock. All times marked with a ~ are approximate.

What I found:

The game is actually pretty much in real time, with some exceptions. There are some timeskips. If you’re playing a speedrun, you’re gonna come in at like 3:30, and the game ends roughly at 4 am ish. This means that if you do everything super fast and don’t waste any time, the game timeskips about half an hour here and there. I tried to account for these timeskips where they occur in my map like adding two minutes when Roddy’s song is skipped. Some sections also take a bit longer than the in-game time. For example, the time from Maurice to Virginia to Eugene to Murphy is much longer irl than it is in-universe, meaning no matter who is doing what kill, they are BOOKING IT from victim to victim.

Who did what: so my choices of who did what kill rely on two things: one, proximity to the confirmed kills/scripted events, and two, my own personal headcanons for who did which. I will now put the game’s timeline in order as well as who did what. Please keep in mind anything happening within KFAM like ponty’s calls or the little Peggy q and an after Maurice or Forrest being the rizz king to Sandra are not included.

~11:40 pm: sheriff Matthews is killed (Marie) (I didn’t put an actual time on the map for this because i don’t know if it’s right or not but in my HEAD, Marie started her attack at George’s TOD)

~11:55 pm: whatever the opening cutscene is (Henry)

~12:04 am: Leslie is attacked (Marie)

-Marie recovers from being shot at by the Sherriff and tased by leslie

~12:25 am: Sandra is attacked (Marie) (Sandra’s excact location is unknown but I put her by what is presumably a parking lot by the football field near the river running route.) (Sandra is not seen getting into her car because Marie takes a longer time to actually get into the parking lot due to being injured)

~12:25 am: Henry slashes the fire engine tires and makes his way up to Maurice.

~12:47 am: Maurice reports a break in (Henry)

-Henry is locked in the archive for like 10 minutes

-Marie drops off the tape on her way to get Henry

-when she breaks him out, they hear Murphy acting a fool, but Marie tells henry to stick to his current target before going up to the maze.

~1:20 am: Marie calls Virginia because she has the phone and sends Henry on his way (Virginia’s location is also unknown so I just guessed)

~1:35 am: Henry goes to attack Virginia but is scared off by the frat. Immediately books it to Murphy.

~1:40 am: Eugene is attacked (Marie)

-marie, on her way to the graveyard, sees the teens going to the murder house and watches

~1:53 am: Murphy is attacked (Henry)

-Marie sees the prank unfolding and slips into the group

~2:15 am: the teens are attacked (Marie)

-Marie spends a few minutes at the graveyard visiting George and recovering from getting a bookshelf tipped over on top of her

~2:32 am: Forrest spots the whistling man outside KFAM when going to retrieve LRH (Henry)

~2:43 am: Marie and Henry meet outside the gas station to regroup (optional? Idk)

~2:45 am: the bomb is detonated (Marie)

-Henry goes back to KFAM to hang out outside as the last victims are personal to his mother.

~3:10 am: Ricky is attacked (Marie)

~3:18 am: Jason is stabbed in the woods (Marie)

~3:25 am: Casey calls KFAM now inside her house

-Marie kidnaps Teddy on her way to the school gym

~3:45 am: Henry enters KFAM and locks Forrest in the producer booth

~3:46 am: Interview with Teddy begins (Marie)

~3:58 am: Peggy confronts Marie

Thoughts? Do you agree or disagree? What would you change? Do you think this was a complete waste of my Sunday evening? I’d love to hear your thoughts!!

*edited to add: I changed Virginias location to make at least a little more sense lol

[rhysdarbinizedarby]

Our Flag Means Death Season 2: Exclusive First Look

Vanity Fair joins Stede, Blackbeard, and the rest of the cast on set in New Zealand for an exclusive early look at the second season, debuting on Max in October.

BY SARAH CATHERALL (AUGUST 24, 2023)

Only the fans of Our Flag Means Death can determine whether they’ll be satisfied with the show’s second season, which debuts on Max in October. But if you ask Fernando Frias, who directed three of the season’s episodes, he sounds pretty confident: “If my life depended on saying whether it’s yes or no, I would say yes.’’

It’s December 8, 2022, and the principal actors on Our Flag Means Death as well as the 800-plus extras and crew members have three days left of their three-month shoot for season two. Things are starting to get emotional. “You’ve been the most amazing crew I’ve ever worked with,” says one actor as he wraps his final scene. Frias says it’s like leaving “a long summer camp,” adding, “it’s like a family.”

Rhys Darby as Stede Bonnet. COURTESY OF NICOLA DOVE/MAX.

The series created by David Jenkins was a surprise breakout hit when it debuted in the spring of 2022, building a fiercely devoted fan base with its silly yet emotional deadpan, and defiantly queer take on the adventures of real 18th-century pirates. Everyone involved in Our Flag Means Death is eager to preserve the surprises in store for season two, which kicks off with gentleman pirate Stede Bonnet (Rhys Darby) and softhearted bad boy Blackbeard (Taika Waititi) ruefully separated after finally realizing their love for each other at the end of season one.

It’s “going to be unexpected and surprising, but also very pleasurable and satisfying for those who like the show,” promises executive producer Garrett Basch. It “doesn’t follow the expected route,” teases Con O’Neill, who plays Blackbeard’s devoted enforcer, Izzy. All that means is we’re not at liberty to share too much about what happened on set that day, which included emotional conversations, new cast members, banter with the Kiwi crew, and some seriously killer costumes.

But these exclusive new images give a hint of what is in store. There are fresh faces—Minnie Driver will guest-star as the real-life Irish pirate Anne Bonny, and Ruibo Qian joins the cast as the mysterious merchant Susan—and a lot of New Zealand actors and locations, now that the production has decamped across the Pacific.

“The viewers will see the scope of their world has expanded based on the fact we’re able to get to these amazing locations within a short travel time,” says executive producer Antoine Douaihy. “You will notice a marked difference between the two seasons in terms of the scope and the scale.’’

Minnie Driver joins the cast this season as Anne Bonny. COURTESY OF NICOLA DOVE/MAX.

There will be plenty of familiar faces too, of course. On set that day in Kumeu, New Zealand, a rural area about 20 miles outside of Auckland, are Waititi and Darby along their fellow returning cast members O’Neill, Vico Ortiz (Jim), Kristian Nairn (Wee John), Joel Fry (Frenchie), Matthew Maher (Black Pete), Leslie Jones (Spanish Jackie), Samson Kayo (Oluwande), Ewen Bremner (Nathaniel Buttons), Samba Schutte (Roach), and more. New onboard are two Kiwi actors, Madeleine Sami (most recently of the Australian mystery-comedy Deadloch), and Samoan-born Anapela Polataivao. And there’s one returning figure impossible to miss on the soundstage: The Revenge, the stately ship that Blackbeard—a.k.a. Ed—commandeered at the end of season one. In real life it was carefully transported across the Pacific Ocean from the show’s original Los Angeles soundstages.

The Revenge is vast and impressive, much larger in real life than it appears onscreen. But it’s not the only stunning scenery in store. There are around 50 sets involved in the production of season two, including the 30-acre forest behind the Kumeu Film Studio, Piha Beach, and the wild, black-sand Bethells Beach.

Waititi, who also executive produces the series, was part of the push to film season two in his native New Zealand. “Taika is an extraordinary talent and what’s really great about him with his international success is he’s remained very committed to New Zealand and very loyal to our industry,” says Annie Murray, the CEO of the New Zealand Film Commission. “The beauty of filming in New Zealand is that you can find incredible varied locations within a very short driving distance. [And] when you get to those locations you can turn your camera in any direction.’’

Rhys Darby as Stede Bonnet, filming at New Zealand’s Bethells Beach. COURTESY OF NICOLA DOVE/MAX.

The scope of the season is very evident back on set, as well. There’s a whole other pirate ship in addition to The Revenge, plus sets for a floating market, Stede’s cabin (empty when we visit), and the Republic of Pirates first glimpsed in season one. Behind the scenes it’s a maze of wardrobe, wig rooms, and dressing rooms. In another facility, props are stacked on shelves, ready to be taken away to storage as soon as filming wraps—vases, plates, antique furniture, and piles of mannequins replicating dead bodies which were used in one of the battle scenes.

Costume designer Gypsy Taylor joined the production this season and has designed hundreds of costumes, checking with everyone on set that day to make sure everything is in place before cameras roll. Taylor says each of the principals have six to eight looks in this season, and that every item—every leather belt, wig, bit of jewelry, even a mermaid tail—has been made by her 60-strong workshop. The costumes this season have a “Mad Max, ‘streets of New York’ feel,” says Taylor. “David Jenkins was keen to give the series a cool rock-and-roll vibe…so we had these rock-and-roll elements with an 18th-century twist.’’ As is evidenced in the image below, even Stede’s crew winds up with some unexpected new looks over the course of the season.

Wherever it is these Revenge crew members have found themselves, there’s something that surprised them. COURTESY OF NICOLA DOVE/MAX.

Two armies are part of the action in season two, all of them needing elaborate costumes—around 150 Chinese pirates and a fleet of 100 navy officers. Even the breeches are in studded black leather, and punkified. Says Taylor, “The theory behind their costumes is they would’ve stolen from other pirates…. Although our Wee John has started to become quite the seamstress, so he’s knitting this season.’’ True enough: Nairn is wearing what looks like a hand-knit sweater on set that day.

Wee John isn’t the only pirate getting into crafts. Nancy Hennah, who has managed the hair and makeup for both seasons, points to Blackbeard’s wig—made in London—and tattoos as Waititi works on set. With 14 tattoos on his right arm and 10 on the left, plus plenty of scars, he needs at least an hour in the makeup chair. “Taika wanted most of the tattoos to look like he’d done them himself,” Hennah says. “Like on slow days on the boat when there’s nothing much to do, they sit around and give each other tattoos.”

She gives a hint of a storm in one episode: “One of the hardest days here in makeup was when they were caught in a storm on the back of the boat. [The cast] were saturated for a whole day, which caused havoc with things like tattoos and hair, wigs and beards.’’

Taika Waititi as Blackbeard, who begins the season with a broken heart. COURTESY OF NICOLA DOVE/MAX.

By mid afternoon, Con O’Neill is taking a break in his trailer. He pulls his slim, leather trousered legs up to a corner seat. A candle blazes on the kitchen bench as the veteran actor talks about the physical endurance required during the shoot. “It’s been frantic,’’ he says. His signature gray hair barely moves, frozen by the team of hair stylists who arrived on set around sunrise. (All interviews with actors in this story took place before the SAG-AFTRA strike). 

Izzy “goes on a remarkable journey” this season, says O’Neill. “He understands what love is and whom he’s in love with.’’ On a series featuring a variety of joyful queer relationships—not just Stede and Blackbeard, but Black Pete and Lucius (Nathan Foad), Jim and Oluwande, and Spanish Jackie and her many husbands—Izzy’s unyieldingly straitlaced devotion makes him an odd man out. By the end of season one many fans speculated that Izzy was driven by something at the intersection of love and obsession. This season, according to O’Neill, Izzy gets even deeper into that dynamic. “Physically it’s been quite demanding, and also emotionally it’s been quite demanding to be playing a man enraged by unrequited love, who’s basically a hopeless romantic, and to be able to play all that and also remember that this is fundamentally a comedy.’’

Though the show is often warm and fuzzy when it comes to feelings—one of Stede’s mottos in season one is that when faced with challenges, “we talk it through as a crew”—Izzy represents the darker, more violent side of pirate life, which the show doesn’t shy away from either. “What I love about this show is it does allow itself to swing between the two,” O’Neill says. “We’re almost operatic in our darkness at times, and then we swing back to the sweetness of the simplicity of the love of our two guys. It’s been challenging just to get the tone right.”

“We’ve gone further this season than we did last season with those tones,” he continues. “So sometimes it’s quite interesting to remind yourself that you have to take your foot out of the tragedy—literally, your foot—and put it back into the comedy.”

With a season behind them to build the dynamics between the characters and the actors alike, on set there’s been “a lot more spontaneity and script revisions based on what’s happening day-to-day,” says Douaihy. “The cast are so comfortable with one another and their characters, that they move through it naturally.’’

Leslie Jones as Spanish Jackie and Taika Waititi as Ed a.k.a. Blackbeard. COURTESY OF NICOLA DOVE/MAX.

The way O’Neill puts it, they’ve also built trust with Jenkins, their showrunner, to follow some bigger swings. “I don’t think David Jenkins is ever going to follow an expected route. I’d hate to drive in a car with him.” Thinking of the fans who will greet the series when the show returns in October, O’Neill continues, “I think they’re going to appreciate what [Jenkins] wants. Season two does stick to the original premise that we created in season one, which is take it on to other levels.’’

One character leveling up in a major way this season is Jim, the quiet badass (there are knives involved) played by the nonbinary actor and activist Vico Ortiz. “Jim really evolves in season two,” they say. “They’re a bit more chatty and a bit more conversational…. Most of the first season you see Jim in disguise, hiding, but in this one you see them a bit more [thinking,] Oh, this is my chosen family, and I feel good. There’s a bit more zaniness and a bit more softness.’’

Like O’Neill and several other castmates, Oritz had attended their share of fan events by the time season two began filming, and the entire cast and crew returned to the high seas with a strong sense that their show had taken on a life of its own. “It’s so beautiful to see that people are finding community within the fan base. It’s about creating spaces where we feel safe and seen, and it’s so great to see that so many people watch the show and feel validated in their experiences, whatever that may be,” says Ortiz. “A lot of people that watch the show are like, “Yeah, I’m a guy and it’s good to see all these dudes being vulnerable.’ We can just shake up [ideas about gender].’’

Ruibo Qian joins the cast this season as Susan, a merchant with secrets of her own. COURTESY OF NICOLA DOVE/MAX.

Basch admits the fan following surprised some of the team, “but it made a lot of sense” too. After years of television shows and movies that built up the potential of queer romance only to stop short, Basch thinks the fervor for Our Flag Means Death “says that shows in the mainstream aren’t delivering that promise or that setup, and we have. That’s really why the fans have gone wild for it.”

That promise, it’s safe to say, is kept in season two, and then some. On set that day in December, for example, there was a major romantic moment between two key characters. But we’d risk Ed Teach’s wrath if we told you any more.

Source: Vanity Fair