#my wife has a type and amanda is that type

[heavenlydreamangelflyhigh]

begging my squeamish gf to watch saw with me because i'm tired of being the only lesbian4amanda in the relationship

[yaymiyas]

THE HUSBAND

warning: female reader, saer being….saer, yan!isekai!crown prince

a/n: i was so burnt out so lets see what i come up with ….its short ik and yes im cooking up something w cynthia LET ME COOK 🫡🙄🔥🔥🔥🔥💯💯💯💯

the idea of divorce was swimming in the mist of your mind hours before you regained most of the movement in your body. you knew you had to get out of this situation in a peaceful but quick manner. in your mind, leaving saer should have been easy since he hated edina more than the devil himself. he saw her as a shit stain satan left on earth to torture him for all of his days. so why are tears running down his face…thats odd? from all of the tweets, forums, and blogs saer had close to no emotions for edina. he hated her through and through. in the original story, he would’ve cheered of joy if she simply asked to part ways. so why was he sitting in front of you crying? was the bacon too salty? was he remembering the good ol’ times with his late father? ever since you’ve transmigrated into this story, everything has been so weird. aside from you being close to perfectly fine after being fed poison, saer has became more careful.

in the book, saer was close to a bubbling idiot. every single assassination attempt was stopped by a maid because he was stupid. he always played it as cynthia and amanda favoring edina but that wasnt the full truth. he was just too obvious with everything he was doing. you actually kind of felt back for the dummy, no wonder gracie wants nothing to do with him. regardless of any of that, you actually started to feel a bit bad for him. it was obvious saer didnt know why he was crying or how to stop it by the way his face was balled up in red confusion. maybe it was out of guilt or for the plot, either way you wanted to help him. maybe he wanted to kill you but seeing a grown man cry really did break your heart.

“now, saer..”

gently pushing your hand out to cover his larger ones, you put on a voice of concern. you want to help the poor idiot but you also want to get out of this house alive. maybe playing the sweet docile wife could do you some good, maybe—

“ugh, stupid bitch get off of me.”

slapping your hand off of his, saer attempted to keep a face of pure disgust plastered for you to see. why on earth was he crying, and why on earth are you being so off-putting? at first, your new actions didnt really bother him. were they different? yes, but they weren’t unpleasant. but now...it was as if the poison made you utterly indifferent to his presence, which he told himself he loved, but the lord knows thats a lie. you quietly sitting there, dry-face, with a slight frown and uninterested body language, angered him. saer was crying purely for reactions. he thought that crying would help him close this conversation and make you jump up and beg for his forgiveness, but no. all you did was lift your grimly, beastly fingers to ‘comfort’ him. what a joke of a woman.

“im finished with my breakfast”

the scream of the chair was louder than your own thoughts, kicking you out of your own subconscious. what even was that about? you were TRYING to be the version of edina you thought he would like, second from you killing yourself right there and then. so why was he acting like you were trying to jump his bones? he is such a wicked man….such a sad excuse of a person. its such a shame his attitude is so sour, you were going to try to soften his walls to see if he would lighten up on the poisoning situation. how did he get it? who did he get it from?

“madam,”

lightly placing her hand on your shoulder, cynthia appeared. scaring you out of your thoughts, you straightened your back and put on the best fake smile you could. you knew cynthia didnt really care for you, as demonstrated by the bath she gave you earlier, but you thought that maybe you could melt this ice queen. her soft ginger coils shaped her face in all the right places, giving her olive skin the type of glow women in the real world would kill for. she had green eyes to match alone with it, making it easy to find yourself lost in them. cynthia was a beautiful woman; just how did she become a maid for this jackass?

“his royal highness has ordered for you to be sent to your room.”

[armourhardcore]

abood’s gofundme account has been subject for deletion while there is 10k+ that have yet to be transferred to the campaign managers account. he had to risk his life to travel to an internet access point to have this sorted out.

gofundme has made their stance clear by the continuous withholding of lifesaving funds that have been raised by, and rightfully belong to palestinians. their intrusive investigations put them more at risk. allowing them to work hard to raise money, only to deny them access to it is psychological warfare.

abood and his family need your help.

the sounds of drones with the threat of being targeted are constant. there is no true safe place to go, and yet they are forced time and time again to relocate in the middle of winter; freezing, starving and beyond exhausted. because of all this, his wife has fallen ill and currently stays in a hospital, awaiting a lifesaving procedure. on top of everything, the cost of basic necessities and chances to evacuate are outrageously high. i encourage you to read and share his story as well as donate anything you can to his new campaign site or paypal, every cent counts.

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[hexbimbo]

Dbd HC’s | Random Killer Headcanons.

Killers 🔪🩸

Evan MacMillian

Grew up in Cali, Wisconsin, or Oregon. Pick your choice.

Would’ve been an industrial pioneer. If shit worked out, he could’ve been the DBD version of Jimmy Carter.

Took care of baby animals until his Dad found out.

Max Thompson Jr

Best friends with Philip. They just drink and admire buildings.

“Yuuuuup. My old man built a two story backin’ with all the fixings. The chimneys made outta re-enforced galvanized square steel.”

Pig meat is his favorite meat. Pork chops, bacon, collard greens cooked in the grease.

Philip Oromo

Head over heels for Sally.

These two the iconic elderly couple that sit on the porch all day holding hands.

He loves lemonade.

Doesn’t see the appeal of cologne. Prefers natural, soap scent.

Sally Smithson

Wanted two or three kids with her husband.

Probably would follow trad wife TikTok’s .

Knows really weird cleaning tips.

“A snails slime is a really good glue alternative!”

Michael Myers

Sometimes I get autism vibes and sometimes I don’t?

Has to wear a jumpsuit or his skin feels loose.

Gets lost in his own head, enjoys spacing out

Loves eating with plastic utensils, not that the hospital staff would give him metal forks or knifes anyway.

Lisa Sherwood

Would’ve been a Mikaela Reid if she wasn’t kidnapped.

Only killer who lives in the killer shack. Curls up in the warmth of the basement.

Snacks on snail shells around the swap.

Herman Carter

Loves and Hates Freud.

Low key kinda believes homosexuality and being trans can be cured :/

Weirdly, not from like a bigot perspective? More like a psycho brain doctor who wants to experiment on the brain to expand his research perspective.

gives gay man vibes tbh tho hates everyone equally.

Anna

Doesn’t understand human interaction. Can’t fathom romance, libido, or platonic attraction outside of a child-parent bond.

Studied animals. If she could read and write like Momma, she’d write texts on texts on the animal kingdom.

Enjoys the hunt but also respects.2 nature. Never kills to much of one population (unless a nuisance).

Bubba Sawyer

Like, a hillbilly version of Hannibal Lectors cooking hobby. Sloppy, rough home-cooking.

Makes his own sausages with the perfect amount of seasoning.

Gets nervous without his family. Never went out without a family member. Feels too exposed with out someone to rely on.

Freddy Krueger

Kinda just there. Killers are always surprised to see him about. “Oh damn. You’re still here???”

Likes music from the 70s and 80s. LIVES for Johnny cash.

No, he does not enjoy Ring of Fire anymore.

Amanda Young

When she was a junkie, she was a MEAN junkie. Always jonesing out on a street corner or picking fights with her boyfriend.

Red is her favorite color.

The jigsaw puppet brings her strange comfort. Takes good care of designing them, setting them up, and painting them.

Jeffery Hawk

Every time of addict and nearly every type of mental disorder under the belt. Eating, personality, anxiety, depression.

Has not touched a vegetable since he was a teenager.

Def would yell at a fast food worker for putting cheese on his burger.

Rin Yamaoka

She would’ve fucking won life

If she lived her full life, she would’ve broken her family’s curse.

Probably would’ve won a championship, got a doctorate, and become a prime minister.

Frank, Julie, Susie, Joey

Either the most supportive or prejudiced people you’ll ever meet.

I can seem them thinking you’re “radical” if you happen to be queer but that they would bully you for shits and giggles

All bisexual ( except Susie is canon Lesbian I think???I don’t read the comics)

I can’t listen to Sweater Weather without picturing them.

Adiris

Eats the same stuff everyday.

The most loyal and most rewarded killer though she almost always turns down the gifts.

Wants to look like pre-plague self again but relents.

Believes the plague was a sign from her god.

Danny Johnson

Devious. Says the most out of pocket things.

His camera is his most prized possession. Break it, you die. Touch it, You die. Breath on it? Believe or not, you die.

Can’t stand when people talk to him longer than 5 minutes. Doesn’t know why. He just has a hard time paying attention.

Demogorgon

Branches? Nibbled. Hair? Nibbled.

Can’t explain it, won’t explain it. Loves squids.

Lurks in swamp water with Lisa.

Kazan Yamaoka

Best Worst Dad goes too-!

Fr though, was probably a mid dad. Super protective of his blood but didn’t really give a shit about them yknow?

Carried his son to a doctor when he broke him and sent money to the family while on his travels but was never really there.

Was very excited to have a baby though! Most time he spent at home was during his wife’s pregnancy and postpartum.

Caleb Quinn

Had dreams of returning to Ireland when he grew up. Everything seemed so simplistic then.

Made little toys for children as a young adult from nuts and bolts.

Devout Catholic. Prays every night before bed, rests on the Sabbath. Being in the relm has definitely jaded his faith but he’s slowly picking it back up.

Pyramid Head

Given the honor of patrolling the forests for rogue survivors.

Has had survivors smack the booty. #bakeryjustuce✊

Can’t sit still. Always needs to be moving forward. Never backward. Always.

Talbot Grimes

Was really handsome before the blight.

Avid Reader. Gets lost in academia.

Was addicted to opium. Thinks he kicked the habit but would still smoke for “health benefits”

Charlotte and Victor Deshayes

They only speak French ( unfortunately 🤢🤮)

I mentioned Charlotte is a hoarder but Victor does his best to reason with her. Does she really need that coffee tin? She has three already at home.

Victor loves to run and climb. All those years fused with Charlotte made him long for some independence, though he knows Charlotte would be upset hearing that.

Ji-Woon Hak

Probably had an only fans before his career took off.

Def makes thirst traps.

Walks around his home naked (or in boxers during the winter.) Nothing sexual, just likes to air it out a little.

Nemesis T-Type

What’s there to be said

Likes stomping

Likes stompy boots

Hates STARS 🤢🤮😤

Elliot Spencer

Eats oatmeal with no water or milk.

Idk the lore

Probably a tattoo artist who does experimental piercings.

“That brings me pain. But I like the pain. That hurts! But…I like the hurt which-

Painted his nails black before it was hip.

Carmina Mora

Pecks her food.

Enjoys flapping her arms for sensory input.

Uses her ink hands as paint. Anytime not spent on trails is paint time.

Sadako Yamamura

Grunge aesthetic overload ⚠️⚠️⚠️

Bookworm ( reads smut like the morning paper.)

Had really beautiful hair before the fall.

Dredge

Wish it had legs. To run. Closer. Faster. Nearer.

Licks liquids like a cat.

Everyone was sad when Maurice went missing. Eventually, the Entity had to return Maurice because it was affecting literally everyone emotionally. Shrines were made. Truces were drawn up.

Albert Wesker

Autism comfort character. Sue me.

“I understood the sarcasm, Chris. I just didn’t think it was funny.”

Was confused growing up why his larger vocabulary was looked weird or teased by other kids. Don’t all children use the word “ailment” or “peer”?

Burn king. Drops the sickest burns of all time. Never holds back. You, yo momma, and yo sister are done for.

Tarhos Kovács

A good butcher. Knows how to divide and roast many types of meats.

Discipline is key. Conditioned to never take a days rest or sleep more than necessary.

Has panic attacks if required rest or bed ridden. Vittario stumbled into his tent one night and was calmly (screamed) at to exit his quarters.

Makes a mean flower crown.

Adrianna Imai

Tried really hard to make her own manga or manga company. Probably didn’t take off because it was too “corporate-y”

Hates bugs. Will be happy the day they go extinct.

Travels to Japan all the time for vacations and business ventures.

HUX-A7-13 and Xenomorph

A romance has begun.

Enemies to friends to slow burn lovers to enemies back to lovers and-

HUX was so ashamed- how could he develop humanoid feelings for something of organic nature?! Even with its…claws and…hatred for humans…ERROR❤️❤️❤️

Tries to court Xeno the best it can but it doesn’t quite get English or gestures.

“I have procured two human spinal fluids for your consumption. Does this please you?”

Xeno frustrated that the pink metal thing is always near. You’d think nearly tearing it apart the first 10 times would make it go away!

Charles Lee Ray

Him and his wife are in paradise.

Lowkey living it up. They’ve got a home, food, and all the murders to their hearts content.

Tiff loves to bake and cook in her spare time.

Once asked to be returned to his human form. Was denied.

Unknown

Has the best drip.

Major troll. You’ll be pissing on the outskirts of the survivor camp and hear…CRACK 🦴 somewhere in the bushes.

Collects skins. Try’s (and fails) to fit into skins of smaller animals.

Vecna

So mad he’s here lol

Entity nerfed him to hell.

Hates the smell mead and fun.

[ravensolo77]

A Little Tired of Life

There is a popular song out right now that starts "Do you ever get tired of life" then it goes "you are not really happy but you don't want to die". Well that is my life. Who am I? I am Richard Johnson. I am a 48 year-old married man. I am 6 '2 with brown graying hair, brown eyes and an athletic build. 

I have been married to my wife Victoria for the last 20 years. Together we have raised an 18-year-old daughter. Her name is Amanda. I work in an office building downtown as an accountant. I have three good friends and a so-so friend (you know the type). 

Back to my life, my marriage doesn't feel like a marriage, I feel more like we're roommates. I enjoyed my life with my wife until our 1st was born 18 years ago. It's not that I don't love my daughter It's just that my wife hasn't been intimate with me. We haven't had any sex for 18 years and as a date night goes yeah you can forget that.

We don't even sleep in the same bedroom. When my wife and I first started to date I made a promise to her that I would not cheat on her. However, this is increasingly becoming more difficult as I have not had a life, sex, or any intimacy for many years. I am not sure how much more I can take.

Monday night I came home from work. I had a lousy day but I brought home with me 2 tickets to a new musical opening up downtown. I wanted to surprise my wife so I bought flowers and a good bottle of wine, her favorite, to tell her about the show. I thought since we haven't been out in a while this would be a fun time for both of us.

When I made it home, she was sitting on the couch watching one of her reality shows that I can't stand. I walked up to her and asked her to pause her show. She didn't even look up at me and said no. I looked down at her and told her I had a surprise for her, again she said no. At this I became enraged.

I threw the flowers on the floor and stormed off to my room. I called my friend Robert the so-so friend from before. I knew he was a fan of musicals so I asked him if he wouldn't want to go and he immediately said yes. I then told him we would talk about plans for later.

I then went back into the living room to my wife and told her that Robert and I were going to the show. She looked at me and said quite meanly, "Whatever" then she asked what night it was for? I told her it was going to be on Wednesday night. That was 2 nights from now.

She smiled and said she already had plans with Amanda. I asked her what they were doing and she just had a sly smile on her face and said “girl things”. I then went to open the wine for her and I. We made small talk and then after a few glasses we both went to bed.

On Wednesday I met Robert for drinks before the show and we talked about our lives. I told him about the way things are and how unhappy I was. Then that aforementioned song about being a little tired of life came on the jukebox. I then looked Robert in the eyes and told him that is me to a tee. I then told him I wish I could just disappear. Robert's eyes lit up. He had an idea. He then told me about Evie's Emporium.

That it was a shop in the mall. It has all kinds of transformative items. lt probably had what I needed to disappear. He then told me about AdoniX. He said with this I would transform into an alpha male and I could just disappear. I thought that may be my answer and I thanked him. I paid for his drinks even though Robert was rich. He didn't like to spend money and we went to the show.

After the show I arrived home to an empty house. I grabbed a beer, sat down and watched all the sports highlights for the night. I looked around at the empty house and thought to myself, could I really give this up? After a few more beers and I said fuck yeah. The next day after work I went to the mall to check out Evie's Emporium.

I was astounded by how many products were in this one store. They had clothes, accessories, makeup shoes, and even skin bodysuits. I walked around bewildered until a customer service rep came up to help me. Her name was Mara. She asked me what I needed and I told her that I was looking for AdoniX. She smiled and walked me over to the vials potion section.

As we went by the shoe department I could see another associate Bruna explaining how high heels could be a very transformative experience for a very attractive female customer. As we went to the potions section, I saw another associate Erica talking to another attractive female customer about how great the big black dildos feel. Then I continued to follow Mara some more. We then passed the manager's office and emblazoned with big gold letters was the name Q. Evie Hyde.

The Q made me curious so I asked . She laughed and said it meant Queen. I thought maybe it was a joke and went on with her to go find the AdoniX. When we arrived, Mara picked up the bottle. She told me that it was their last bottle and that it was permanent.

I told her that it didn't matter to me. Then I said that I planned on disappearing and not coming back. I asked her how much and she told me the price. It was a little more than I thought it would be but it was the last one so I purchased it and then left to go home.

When I got home, I took my purchase to my bedroom. I kept thinking where the best place to hide it would be. The fact that my wife and daughter never go into my bedroom I decided to hide it in my sock drawer. I then went to the living room to watch some TV. About an hour later my wife and daughter came home laughing.

I asked where they were as they had been out all night. My wife gave me the same answer she normally did: “girl stuff”. I tried to do some small talk with my wife and my daughter but just got frustrated and went to my bedroom to be by myself.

The next morning at breakfast I was informed that my wife and daughter were going to visit her mother for the weekend. I thought this would be the perfect opportunity to use AdoniX and go on with my new life. As this was now Friday morning it gave me time to plan out my new life too. I went to get ready for work when I saw Amanda coming out of my room. I asked her what she was doing and she said she had to use my bathroom because hers was not working correctly.

I just nodded okay and then I heard Victoria getting off the phone. "Okay we will be packed soon and we'll leave in about an hour, see you soon love you." She then told me that it was her mother and their plans had changed and they were leaving within the hour. I was overjoyed by the news. This meant I could put my plan into motion a lot quicker. After they were packed, they got in their car. I said my goodbyes and they went to her mother's.

The minute the car was out of the driveway I got on the phone and I called off of work. I went and showered and dressed then I went to the bank. I closed up my account and took out a small loan, I'm going to be a new man so how would they find me to pay anyway. I went to my lawyer and changed my will leaving everything I had to Robert. Finally, I went home to take my AdoniX.

I got home and locked the door then ran into my bedroom. I pulled the vial from my sock drawer and read the instructions on the back. It said to take off all jewelry and clothes as the transformation could make your body bigger. So I followed suit. I took off all my clothes until I was fully nude.

Next it said that it may be disorientating at first so not to be standing. I made my way over to the bed and I sat down so that way I would not fall over. Finally, it said that this vial of AdoniX is permanent and cannot be reversed. After reading that final warning I smiled and drank down the whole vial.

The taste was similar to strawberries and cream. At first, I felt nothing and then my whole body felt like it was on fire. I was profusely sweating and my heart was beating out of my chest. I looked at the bottle again for warnings and side effects. That was when the label fell off to reveal not AdoniX but an Elixir instead!

I started to read over the Elixir and I found out it was permanent and I wasn't going to be an alpha male, I was going to be a female. No sooner had I read the back but I started to feel much pain. My body shrunk from my 6'2 frame to a 5'7 frame. My hands got really dainty and my fingernails started to grow. My legs and feet got smaller and more feminine. My body hair all over dissolved to leave me just the hair on my head. My brownish gray hair started to spill out down my head and changed to a dark brown. My hips widened and then the pain became so unbearable I passed out.

When I awoke it was already night time. I could see the Moonlight beaming through my window. I went to sit up when I noticed my body felt different. As I sat up, I saw big titties. I felt them and a chill went through my body. I got out of bed and walked over to my mirror and stood in shock. The vision before me was absolutely gorgeous.

The woman I saw had dark brown hair and had real deep brown eyes. I touched my hair to realize I was her. My tits were big and my pussy was bare. I reached two fingers down to feel myself. It felt really wet and I jumped on my bed to give myself my first female orgasm. I then took a steamy shower, not able to keep my hands off myself.

After the third or was it the fourth orgasm I went to my daughter's bedroom to look for some clothes. I was able to find a set of underwear a black bra and panties that fit me.In her closet I was then able to find a black dress that fit me but snug in my chest. I then went to my wife's room, looked in her closet and found a pair of black stiletto heels. I put on my new heels and went to start my new life.

I grabbed all I wanted from my house. I called an Uber, got in and left. My next stop would be at a hotel for the night before I found a more permanent place to live. Well in the Uber I started to feel horny and very playful. I made sure the driver kept his eyes on me as I flashed my tits and masturbated most loudly. He drove off the road a couple times.

When we reached the hotel, I asked him in a breathless voice how much I owed him for the ride? He was quite pale and told me it was on the house and he thanked me for being his best customer. I smiled and pulled him in for a kiss. I gave him a kiss on the lips and told him I had to give him something. He blushed and told me that it was his pleasure and then he drove off.

I grabbed my suitcases off the ground and I went into the hotel. Inside I went to make a reservation and a very pretty young redhead was at the counter. I read her name tag and it said her name was Sarah. She was younger, probably in her early twenties. She had freckles on her face and very pretty eyes.

I asked her about a room and she unfortunately said they did not have any vacancies. I told her I had cash but she said unfortunately nothing is available. I went to turn away and then she called me back. She told me that I looked desperate and in need so I could have her room for the night. She asked me how much I could pay and I lied and told her $200. She accepted the $200 and handed me her room key and then blushed. I could see that she was interested in me.

So I asked if she was going to be spending the night with me in her room. She blushed again and said she has a couch she can sleep on. I then walked behind the counter to surprise her and kissed her full on the lips. I felt her nipples stiffen as I pulled her in for a quick hug. I also felt my pussy get wetter after she started to kiss me back. Smiling I asked her when she got off for the night and blushing she smiled back and said in about 15 minutes. I then made sure to tell her that I will see her in her room after her shift and I kissed her again. Walking away she asked my name and I said Rachel.

I took the elevator up to the fifth floor and I found the room. I opened the room to see a young woman's room as I figured Sarah had to be probably 21 or 22. I looked into a full length mirror in the room and got a better view of it myself. My body was the body of a late 20 something year-old year-old. My hair was dark brown and on my shoulders. My brown eyes were almost hypnotic. I went to undress when I heard the door open. It was Sarah.

She looked at me and walked over without a word and started to kiss me again. As we kissed my hand started to get bold and I touched Sarah's tits. They weren't as big as mine but they were enough. She started to moan and then she grabbed my dress and started to take it off me. I then grabbed her uniform and unbuttoned it to see her tits in a pretty flowered bra.

As I took her clothes off, I admired how firm her body was. I then threw her on the bed and finished undressing her. I laid her on her back and then started to suck on her toes. I then started working my way up her legs. When I got to her pussy, I noticed the way her hair was shaved. She had it in a heart shape. I started to kiss up her tummy and then each nipple.

I then started to kiss her lips again as I kissed her, I put two fingers in her soaking wet pussy. She started to squirm and moan then I went down on her and started to suck on her clit. She moaned even more as I then took my tongue and licked her to her first orgasm of the night. She then told me to lay down.

As I did she started to kiss me all over then she took her tongue and started to lick my pussy. I couldn't believe how good this felt. She then stuck her tongue inside of me and I exploded into my first real female orgasm. After we both orgasmed again Sarah pulled out a dildo from a drawer and fucked me with it all night.

After we were done Sarah smiled and told me that I was the first lesbian experience she ever had. Matter of fact I was the first female she was ever attracted to. I smiled and said she was my first lesbian experience also and by far better than I ever imagined. We laid in each other's arms until morning's first light.

In the morning she made breakfast for us and tried to return the $200 I gave her. I refused to take it back as she let me rent the room. She kissed me again and said that I could stay as long as I like. I thanked her and told her that I was going out to buy some clothes but I would take her up on her offer.

After that I got dressed and went back to the local mall. When I got there, I had all my credit cards and cash. I went from store to store and purchased everything I would need from clothes to underwear, to shoes, and even makeup. I was about to leave the mall when I again saw Evie's Emporium. I stopped in to look at the clothes and the accessories there.

I saw Mara this time she was helping a very handsome male customer. I also saw Erica helping an older woman with clothing this time. I was looking at collars when I was approached by another woman. She told me her name was Evie and that she was the owner of the Emporium. I asked what they did here at the store and she told me that she loves to bring out ones inner bitch and make dreams come true.

I then went and thanked her and told her what a life-changing experience this store has been. I then purchased a few more items including a couple collars, some more permanent elixirs and even something called SimpX. You never know when you might need something I thought. I then left the store and walked around for a little while.

I then went back to the hotel to wait for Sarah to get off of work. I had bought some groceries and decided to make her a wonderful dinner. As soon as I arrived at the hotel, I could see Sarah behind the counter helping someone with their reservation. I just smiled at her and went back to our room. When I got back to the room, I pulled some items out of my bag, put my clothes and shoes away and then took a long sensual bath touching myself the entire time thinking of Sarah.

After my bath I started to make dinner. I made pasta and pulled out some red wine that I bought. When Sarah finally came in, I watched her eyes bulge out. I was sitting on the couch in a brand-new pair of blue lingerie and sitting on the table next to me was our dinner. She started to head over to the bedroom when I stopped her. I told her to come on and eat first and then we can play. Sarah blushed and then sat down.

As we ate, we talked about each other's day. I told her how I went to the mall and made a bunch of purchases. I then told her that I was looking for a new place to live and maybe even a job. I asked her if she liked what she was doing. She looked at me and said she hated her job but this is the only job she knew. Then I told her I came up with an idea: what if she didn't have to work, what if neither of us had to work? She looked at me very inquisitive and said what do you mean? I then pulled out a bottle of Elixir.

This bottle will change your life like it did for me. I was a nobody going nowhere, then I took this bottle and I became a goddess. How would you like that to happen for you? Sarah smiled and asked me how so I handed her a bottle of elixir and I told her to drink it. Sarah, with no question asked, drank it down and then she began to change.

Her hair grew out and got darker almost like a blood red, her body grew out to make her almost the same age as I am. Her eyes became more vibrant and looked incredible. I then went back into my bag and grabbed a magic collar.

This collar said evil bestie on it. I asked her if she wanted to wear it if she wanted to be my evil bestie, Sarah grabbed it and threw it on her own neck and I knew we were meant to be. She also asked me to call her Delilah from now on. That night we took turns using the strap on i bought and fucked each other all night long. Right before we fell asleep I looked into Delilah's eyes and knew that she was the one that I truly loved.

The next day it was time to put my plan into action. Delilah and I left early from the hotel on her day off. We went to visit my friend Robert. Robert was a millionaire who lived in a giant mansion with many servants. When we got to his place I knocked on the door and his Butler answered. I told him I wanted to see Robert that I'm a friend of a friend and I gave him Richard's name. Robert immediately came to the door and let us in.

I pulled Robert into his living room and talked to him and told him that myself and Sarah wanted to show him the time of his life. So, Robert then let us into his bedroom where we all undressed and had three-way sex. While Robert was resting, I decided to put my plan into action. I took out a vial of SimpX and poured it down his throat.

The change was almost immediate; he had gone from a 6-foot man to a very feminized 5'2 sissy. His hair had grown longer, gone from a sandy brown to a very dark brown.

He was still naked from our sexual adventure so I could see his cock shrink till it's just a little cockle. When he woke up, I put a magic collar around his neck that said slave and locked his cockle in a cage. He immediately addressed me as mistress and asked what he could do to service me. I pulled out more of the magic collars and told him to call in his servants one at a time as they will soon be mine. Robert agreed and I proceeded to turn his Butler into a female slave. And then all the maids into my slaves also.

Almost a month later since we moved in with Robert. Delilah  and I have not been happier. We have sex every night in front of Robert while he has his cock caged. I keep thinking maybe to use the elixir on Robert but not yet. I happened to be resting outside by the pool when I saw a very familiar face show up next to me.

I saw my ex-wife Victoria and my daughter Amanda. They came to see Robert. It appears that my ex-wife and my daughter had used elixir from what the sissy Robert told us and were using their elixir bodies to fuck him for money behind my back.

I started to talk to Victoria and asked her if she was married. She laughed and said no, my husband disappeared almost a month ago. Then she started to laugh. He was such an idiot, she said.  I asked her what she meant by that and she told me that she had Robert tell him about AdoniX. So she knew her husband would be interested in buying it since she hasn't been interested in him in years.

I laughed too, yeah what an idiot I said then what? She told me that she then had my daughter sneak into the bedroom and change the vials from AdoniX to a permanent Elixir. She could only imagine what her husband looks like now. We laughed about it a little bit more and then I asked her if she would like to see a new room in the house.

She said yes and she followed me. I introduced Amanda to Delilah then pulled her aside and told her my plan. I had Delilah show Amanda her bedroom. When Victoria and I reached my bedroom I pushed her down on the bed and knocked her out. When she awoke she asked me why I did what I did . I just looked her in the eyes and told her “Thank you, you stuck up bitch!”

“I love my new life now”, she then had a look of fear in her eyes that made my pussy very wet. I will never forget the look in her eyes when she realized it was me. I said” I love being an evil bitch. I get to fuck a woman I love and now I get my revenge on you. You worthless cunt.”

She tried to get up to hit me but then realized that I had tied her to the bed. I then went to my closet and got out the slave collar. I threw it around her neck. I kissed her once more on the lips and told her I want a divorce. I then had an evil smile and said welcome to slavery bitch. Meanwhile in Delilah‘s room she did the same thing to Amanda.

Less than a year later Delilah and I got married. I love the way that she treats my ex-wife and my daughter. She treats them like the worthless slaves they are. That was something about her that absolutely turned me on.

I gave them both my ex-wife and daughter permanent Elixir and used two more collars on both of them, the slut collar and also the bimbo collar. They both work at the local strip club making money to bring home to me.

Robert, I decided to turn him into Roberta. I gave him elixir but again used the slave and slut collar on him or her. She actually is now my personal maid. Also my three friends I alluded to earlier, are enjoying their new lives and couldn't be happier! I love my life now and just to think at one point in time I was a little tired of life.

Also my three friends I alluded to earlier, are enjoying their new lives and couldn't be happier! I love my life now and just to think at one point in time I was a little tired of life.

If it wasn't for Evie , Erica, Mara, all the other writers who bring out the best in transformations this wouldn't have been written.

Thank you all

[kinkedup911]

Kinked-Up 911 - Bonus Christmas Episode

Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays to one and all!

Listen now on Spotify!

I'm very excited to bring you a special bonus episode of the podcast, recommending you some fantastic Christmas themed 911 fics and with a special appearance from members of the 911 fandom who join me to recommend some of their favourite fics!

A huge thank you to:

Shelby - (Sugar_Spice118 | Archive of Our Own) for recommending

Spider-Man: Into the Line of Fire - regularis_vas - 9-1-1 (TV), Spider-Man - All Media Types, The Amazing Spider-Man (Movies - Webb), The Avengers (Marvel Movies) [Archive of Our Own]

Upon the Burning Stars - Erahelia - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

Your Fingerprints Smeared on My Heart (Lead Me Back to You) - Chapter 1 - letmetellyouaboutmyfeels - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

Amanda - (liloslemonade | Archive of Our Own, @leathercouchcushion on Tumblr) for recommending

Sick with it - Mellow_Yellow - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

Linda - 2pretty_2die | Archive of Our Own for recommending

Tethers - Chapter 1 - whileyouresleeping - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

Denial-verse - Writer_Lethogica - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

Miray - misspronounced - Works | Archive of Our Own, @miriellesandthegiantpeach on Tumblr for recommending

Bop it, Twist it, Pull it - al-the-remix (only_blue) - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

Jeanna - @parrishjeanna on Tumblr for recommending

Obsidian & Oxygen - Chapter 1 - jobairdxx - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

allying too close to the sun - Chapter 1 - leashy_bebes - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

time is shortening (down to the bone) - Chapter 1 - calinaannehart - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

Charley - @noblecharley on Tumblr

I Didn't Know I Was Lonely 'Til I Saw Your Face - HMSLusitania - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

These are all fantastic recommendations and all well deserved!

Christmas Fanfic Recommendations!

underneath the tree - devirnis - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

Frowning to himself in concentration, Eddie carefully folds the wrapping paper around the corner of the box. He has no idea how his mother makes this look so easy, even after she walked him through it earlier on FaceTime.

Under the tree, Eddie’s present whines plaintively.

place or time - throughthelookinglass - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

The one where Buck and Eddie attend the LA Firefighter Christmas Gala and lose their minds over one another in a suit.

i'll let you fire my hose if you merry my christmas - Chapter 1 - browneyedgirl6 - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

Buck’s an author who writes smutty hallmark books. He needs new covers for his holiday editions. Who better to model for them than himself and the hot dad who likes to be called eight pack?

BUCK/TOMMY AU - All I Want For Christmas... - Chapter 1 - writingcreature - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

Three years ago, Evan Buckley was a forensic scientist specializing in facial reconstruction for the FBI until a vicious serial killer kidnapped and nearly killed him. He never fully recovered and gave up his job. While still in hospital, his wife Taylor filed for divorce because she’s more into partying than watching her husband dealing with the aftermath of his ordeal. And as if all of this wasn’t enough, Buck receives a devastating call: His sister Maddie and her Husband Howie died in a horrible car crash. And so, he became little Jee’s legal guardian. To escape the nightmare his life had become, he and Jee move to a small town near Whistler, where Buck earns a living doing odd jobs.

Just before Christmas, Hen, a good friend of Buck’s, asks him to house-sit. She expects a visitor but forgets to mention that Tommy Kinard is handsome, charming and slightly different because he is blind. Buck has no idea what he gets into as he and Tommy lock onto one another from their first meeting like heat-seeking missiles.

Dreaming of a White Christmas - rosebuddiekin - 9-1-1 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

Buck accepts a challenge to be edged in his and Eddie's own version of the 12 Days of Christmas and loses his mind a little more with each one.

[bloodyjuls-blog]

Goodbye my lover

Leah Williamson X Reader (y/n)

I suggest to listen to this song: goodbye my lover by James Blunt.

⚠️Warning ⚠️ Angst, sad. The baby's picture makes sense but it's not related to sadness story with the baby.

"Y/n this can't continue like this, things have changed a lot and I think the best thing for us is to get divorced"... Leah said very seriously while y/n's tears began to form around her eyes.

"If that's what you want, that's fine, but let it be clear that I wanted to fight against everything and be able to make you and the little one happy" I said between sobs. To tell the truth, my mental health was in shit, in the deepest hole, and the fact that I now have to go through a divorce makes it much worse. What worries me most lately is my physical health has also worsened and Leah's anger towards me makes our friends hate me, not to mention my job at the club. It is more than logical that I will not be able to continue there.

Flashback

"Hey y/n, I want to talk to you about something, please come with me to the office," Jonas says calmly, like always. Once in the office "what I wanted to tell you is that as a club we are not going to tolerate any type of bad behavior not only at the level of colleagues and even less tolerate how you emotionally affect Leah and your son, we understand that you are going through hard times but I insist, Your behavior has bothered the management, and much to my regret I have to tell you that we no longer want you to be part of this squad, we wish you luck in everything and you have today to take your things. Regarding your settlement, you will be effective in a couple of weeks with the respective compensation" says Jonas seriously. "But Jonas, my personal things here have nothing to do with it," I said, a little shocked because I didn't feel like there was a logical reason to kick me out. I got ready to pick up my things while the girls were at the gym and I went home.

What a bad taste all that had left in my mouth. Once at home, I sit on the couch and watch any boring series while it's dinner time. I know Leah is having dinner with Lia while I talk to my agent about what happened.

Hours later Leah arrives with the little one and I smiled when I saw him, so beautiful and he is only 3 months old. My little one. I reached out to pick up the child. "Leah, I assume you know what happened today?" I commented to her, a little upset but hiding it because of the baby. "Yes, I made the suggestion and I don't regret it," she says, super annoyed. "But why did you do it?" I say a bit borderline. "Your life is getting out of your hands and you're not doing anything, this can't go on like this, I don't even want to see you in this house anymore. You know what? take your things and leave. Don't come back, eveeeer..."

End of the flashback

And here I am, in a park with the car parked while I think about what I'm going to do considering that she didn't even let me take out a coat or my wallet and my cell phone is about to turn off. While my mind was assimilating what was happening to me, I felt a very strong pain in my chest but I deduced that it was due to the stress of the situation. "When I thought I had it all, I ended up ruining it" "I'm worthless" "I couldn't take care of my family" "I'm sure she has someone else" "Will I ever see my child again?" "Arsenal realized that I was a failure as a footballer and decided to kick me out" "where will I go if I don't have anyone" "the girls at the club surely bow down to the captain" and more thoughts circulated through my mind as I cried and was consumed by the cold. It was clear that Leah's car had the best heating.

I decided to take the reins and go to a hotel and that has been 3 months ago. I can't stop thinking about how everyone is doing, the child, my wife or well, ex-wife, Amanda, Jacob, and all the people I appreciate even though they don't like me right now. I see my name in trashy magazines, that I take drugs, that I'm a slut, a drunk, etc. And the truth is that my behavior is erratic because most times during the day I am overthinking and I am attacked by remorse that leaves me at my lowest and so asleep. As if she were gone. I get a message from Leah...

My all and more <3

Y/n I need you to come home so I can serve you with the divorce papers so we can decide custody of the child.

I read the message with great sadness because that was not what I wanted for my little one. I have always idealized a happy family with everything it implies. How wrong I was.

I head to Leah's house and see a car in the garage that I've never seen before, nor did it belong to any girl at the club.

I rang the bell and a girl comes out with Sage in her arms "hello, good, eh, is Leah here?" "Are you the babysitter?" I ask timidly and softly. "No, you must be y/n her ex-wife?" "My pleasure, I'm Sophie, Leah's new partner, come into the living room and she'll come down," she tells me, between annoyed and angry. I head to the living room of what was once my home. "Hey Sophie, can I hold Sage?" She said calmly. "Of course not, Leah has given me orders not to do it" she tells me a little harshly. "Leah what?" "Girl, I'm the little one's mother and I have the same rights as her, you're crazy, let me take the little one please" "no y/n, you don't understand" and she goes with the baby to the second floor.

Leah comes down and looks quite upset.

"Hello y/n, as I told you in the message, here are the documents, sign them and you are free, what do you think about custody?" She says so calmly and taciturnly that it seems strange to me. I feel dizzy and with the same incessant pain in my chest, I want this to end now "whatever you think is appropriate, in the end you are the one who lives with him, but I want to see the baby" I said seriously. "You're not going to see it, and I think you should give me full custody, since I see that you don't even have a job, there's no point in being the perfect mom when you haven't even been able to maintain that," she tells me angrily. I feel more dizzy than before "You're absolutely right, apparently the baby wants a lot of Sophie and I'm no longer relevant to this family" I said a little hurt by the whole situation. "I'm going to let you see the baby today while you sign everything and then you forget about us," Leah says as she calls Sophie. Once I have Sage in my arms, I pamper him, give him kisses, hugs and gestures of love that will never come back. While I'm with the little one I feel like I'm slowly running out of air but I play dumb so I don't have to leave and raise suspicions about what's happening. The only person who knows is Lucy and Ona for obvious reasons. "Leah, can you bring me a glass of water please?" I said very slowly so she wouldn't notice my body discomfort. When she approaches with the glass I prepare to take it and she tells me in a worried tone "you look a little pale, are you okay?" "Yes, of course, I'm just a little tired, this child is very big and doesn't stop" "It's been a while since he was just born, I can't believe it" I say between nostalgia, sadness, concern for everything that is happening to me. "Oh okay" Leah tells me very calmly.

I feel a very strong puncture on the left side of my body, in my arm exactly. And the most sensible decision I make is to hand the child to Leah and prepare to leave. "Well Leah, it's time to go. I want you to know that you are doing very well as a mother. I know that the child will have a good education and upbringing. I would have liked to be a part of everything a little more but hey, that's life. And I hope you forgive me for not being enough. I know I never was. I hope with all my heart that your plans work out for you and you can be everything you set out to be" I say with labored breathing, tears but mostly because of the pain in the chest and arm that makes it impossible for me to stay upright. "It's a shame that everything ended like this, thank you for signing and for thinking about the little one's well-being," she says happily, as if he had lifted a weight off her shoulders. At that moment I noticed the hindrance I was causing to her. Not even 3 months and she had already found another one. I thought that while I moved my left arm and wrist to see if the pain would go away a little, nothing. I get up and go to the baby, I give him a kiss and wipe the tears from my eyes, I try to appear calm that I don't have inside.

And that's when the puncture makes me double over, but I try to hide it while I get in the car to head to my hotel. Which I can't because once I'm sitting behind the wheel I get more punctures in my heart and my breathing decreases drastically. For me it could have been an hour or five, the truth is I wasn't paying attention. What is true is that when I finally manage to get going, my heart feels strange, I was sweating as if I had played 90 more games, I felt tight, everything was burning. My neck, my back, my head, everything hurt and I was spinning. I felt strange, like I was in another body, my body is generally healthy. What was the purpose of all this, having depression, getting divorced, losing my son, my wife, missing the baby's first months, where he doesn't even consider me his mother. Losing my job, my friends, my club, my football. I couldn't take it anymore. I don't know how but I managed to get to the hotel and I feel like I'm on the verge of something strong, my heart hurts too much and not just because of the losses, physically too. And a lot. I'm starting to notice that my back is falling asleep, my arms feel weak. I decided to call the only person who knows what to do "come on Lucy, answer gal, damn it" I say to myself when I see that she doesn't answer me. I look at the clock and see the time is 3 in the morning. I know I'm having a massive heart attack but I can't do anything, I can't move. I call Leah and she answers me super angry "what do you want y/n?" "I wanted to hear your voice one last time, I'm sorry things ended like this, I wish you the best" I said, choked by pain. "You look strange, are you on drugs or something?" She says upset. "No, no. Forget it, I shouldn't have called you, it might be too late (not referring the hour but the life)" I said in a small voice. And I hung up and turned off the phone. I lay flat on the bed and fell unconscious with the only memory of an angry Leah and a wasted life.

[gaykarstaagforever]

Discovery, "Lethe"

I have feelings about this episode.

(I typed this live as I rewatched the episode, so my reactions go in order of how events happened in the show. I'm not rewriting this as a fucking essay.)

"VULCANS ARE PERFECT WITH LOGIC, THEY WOULDN'T DO TERRORISM!" Incorrect. This franchise has always had random Vulcans who were mercenaries and pirates and cultists, and they either used their "perfect logic" to justify it, or actively rejected logic as a statement. Vulcans are NOT unemotional, they repress it, read a wiki, my dude. The entire thing is that they would be Romulans if they hadn't chosen to follow the path of Surak. That time Tuvok melted a guy's brain with all his repressed emo thoughts. Their logic is like the Klingon's honor or Human's humanitarianism - an englightened spiritual guide to be better than our baser instincts, but oh man, is it an imperfect system, and it goes real bad for everyone sometimes. Because life is complicated in general, and these people also live in Space. Plus, if any race in Trek is going to have a racist fundamentalist cult, it's going to be...well. Kind of all of them, honestly. BUT, that includes the Vulcans, who think them specifically not smiling makes them better than everyone else. The only problem I have with that Vulcan "logic extremist" with the biobomb is that Dipshit didn't seem to know Sarek could do a little forcefield real quick on the bridge. But hey, maybe he just had bad intel or was a fuckup.

Tilly says "scuttlebutt," which seems like a weird thing for people to still be saying in 200 years, since they don't say it now. But as this is a prequel to TOS, a show made by men who were in their 30s in the 1960s and everyone talked like it, yes, she should absolutely still be using weird old nautical terms, here.

...Why do their althletic shirts say "DISCO"? You guys can 3D print clothes. Make the font smaller so the whole name of the ship will fit.

Michael's little Karen bob in the flashback is adorable.

I love how compared to the Vulcan Expeditionary Force, Sarek considers Starfleet some kind of special school for troubled teens. This guy is basically the most pro-human Vulcan on that planet, his wife and daughter are human, his son is half-human, and he's STILL this racist about humans. For a guy supposedly beyond emotion, this dude has a lot of real weird dark shit going on.

This show does Amanda and Sarek well, and you know this because all you can think the whole time they're on-screen is "What the hell is this woman getting out of this? Why is she with this asshole?" Which is what everyone has asked about these two since the 1960s. Oh my god, what the hell even is this relationship? She's not even getting sex more than once every seven years. It's inexplicable. And he is CLEARLY a shit father, even for a Vulcan, because all his kids are a mess. One of them eventually abandons logic and explodes trying to fly a spaceship to Heaven. I realize that happens way after this, but don't tell me Sarek being himself wasn't at least 60% the reason that happened. You can do better, Amanda, and he's going to way outlive you. Someone really needed to take this poor lady out for a long girls' weekend and spit some hard truths her way. ...This is absolutely not a criticism, btw. That's good, entertaining character writing, that these Space people are all big messes who lie to everyone and themselves all the time, and their children suffer for it. Just like everyone in our real world. They might not do murders and capitalism anymore, but you can't make being a stupid asshole illegal, apparently, even on the Alien Elf planet. And that's what Star Trek is. Discovery gets it.

Stamets acting like a teenager who just tried shrooms, as a consequence of him plugging himself into the spore drive, is a cheap and easy laugh, but I'd still be disappointed if they hadn't done it. Also I don't know why he'd be especially impressed by the implications of the shared katra thing. He is instrumental in them using the physics-defying psychic connections between Space fungus spores to instantly move their spaceship around dozens of lightyears. But I guess the magic you know is always less cool than the magic you just learned about.

I think the whole katra thing in general is a bit of a lot. But it's not like Discovery came up with this nonsense. If you're going to put literal non-metaphoric souls into your franchise and let people shuffle them around from brain to brain, sure, they can also have healing / resurrection powers and let people do psychic links across the vast empty reaches of Space. The mushrooms up here are doing it, so why not Vulcans and humans? TOS's second pilot proudly declared psychics a thing before pretending that never happened. Betazoids can read your sexual fantasies from sensor range. Wesley Crusher used the power of his mind to become a pseudo-energy being that one time to save his mom from a Halloween episode that was his fault. There are gods living in wormholes and a Q. To belabor the point, nothing this episode does with Michael and Sarek doing Dragonball fights in their Mind Palaces is any more ridiculous than what Kirk and Picard and Sisko got traumatized by every other week. One time McCoy chased the White Rabbit from Alice and Wonderland and then got murdered by a knight made out of plants, and that was because some random planet just had mind-reading video game consoles. We stopped worrying about goofy before we even started, here.

I would love to hear the technobabble explaining how that head-mounted Vulcan katra mind-meld hardware, that Stamets just invented in an afternoon, works. Dude must have still been high on the Space shrooms when he invented that, so high he forgot to save the engineering documents, because we absolutely will never see this ever again. I love how they don't even bother trying to justify stuff like this on this show. When Geordi or Dax or O'Brien or Harry Kim did anything, they had to do a line real fast about negatively-charged photons or transdimensional forcefields or reversing the polarity of the charge coils or something, that didn't mean anything to anyone but them, even in a universe where everyone around them had at least a basic understanding of the math behind ignoring the Theory of Relativity. Scotty understood this on TOS; Kirk didn't give a shit how he got anything to work, as long as it worked when he told Sulu to hit the button. This feels more like that era, because you know Lorca also absolutely would not care that Spock invented time travel by pouring cold antimatter into a hot whatever those big pistons are outside that window Scotty always stands beside.

Sarek betrayed Michael to give Spock the opportunity to go to Space with Vulcan racists who "logically" hate him. And Spock said get bent assholes, and joined Starfleet, apparently out of sheer spite as much as anything else. And then spent the next 20+ years getting teased and called slurs by people who, compared to him, act like horny toddlers all the time. And these are his FRIENDS! Oh the irony. That is so goddamn beautiful. This family is an absolute wreck.

Lorca totally should not be in command of that ship. He is barely holding it together, and getting worse all the time, if only because Starfleet made the mistake of telling him he can shit all over them whenever he wants. You made this problem, guys, and now he's using lingering personal ties to an admiral to manipulate the one person who might have the authority to shut him down. Is it really worth all this? And how will you even stop him if he goes off the rails with the Discovery? I don't blame Lorca. If someone hands you a giant gun and tells you you can shoot whoever you want with it as long as it isn't them, it's kind of their fault when you do that and they suddenly get all pissy because you seemed to enjoy it too much.

I don't know how Sarek ever figures his kids don't intrinsically understand that he's full of shit about not wanting to engage with them emotionally. You married a human woman, dude. Obviously you like emotions at home. All your wife does all day is tell your children to try and make you hug them. Spock seemingly got sick of this game and put distance between himself and his father. Michael just calls Sarek out about it. And for a man who has overcome emotion, he sure looks REAL mopey about it. ...Which he probably enjoys? This fucking guy.

Michael is very lucky Ash Tyler finds her using him as an impromptu therapist charming. Granted, if his alternatives are running combat drills with Lorca, or Tilly desperately trying to force a conversation...

You really appreciate the effect the Organian Peace Treaty had on Klingon / Federation relations, seeing how the Klingons behave in this. Would they ever have come to the table, ever, if they hadn't been forced to by frustrated godlike aliens? I still hate the production design on the Klingons in this, but their behavior at least feels very much in line with who they were in TOS. (And yes I realize they can't do the Angry Space Orientals thing, or even the Angry Space Black Men thing anymore. But the solution is not to make them bald purple orcs in Chronicles of Riddick outfits. You're Hollywood. Take an extra ten minutes.)

[t0ast-ghost]

S2 episode 10 (Journey To Babel) THE BOYFRIENDS ARE GONNA MEET SPOCKS DAD:

- McCoy immediately complaining about dress uniforms. I love him and his short sleeves

- Wait- why is McCoy in Jim’s room while he’s getting ready? I don’t usually use emojis but 🤨

- Spock joins them walking down the hallway so fast. No way he didn’t plan that.

- They do not know it’s his father, do they?

- I love the long dramatic scene of the shuttle coming in with all the redshirts standing around

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- Awee he introduces his wife so proudly and then they kiss :)))

- Sarek why are you being mean to your son

- Kirk is sooo surprised

- McCoy is going to love talking to Amanda I can see it

- Damn Spock talk to your mom

- There’s so much drama going on, but it’s all monotone, it’s like downtown abbey

- Kirk immediately hating on the Vulcan academy just cause it could’ve taken Spock away from him

- I would love to eat the food there. It looks so inedible

- Amanda is so proud of her husband. Like fuck yeah he beat that other ambassador in a debate

- McCoy trying to get all the information about Spock that he can, cause he knows this guy will forever stay a mystery if he doesn’t ask

- McCoy is SO HAPPY to hear Spock had a teddy bear

- Damn they just keep kissing RIGHT in front of their son

- OMG SAREK IS SMILING AT HIS WIFE- MY HEART

- I’d like to note the first appearance of Andorians

- “Vulcan I would speak to you.” “It does seem unavoidable.” And “Threats are illogical and payment is usually expensive.” This is where Spock gets his sass

- Kirk shirtless

- “That’s a convient excuse-” Sarek immediately starts dying

- “Spock, I’m sorry about your father.” Kirk’s trying to comfort him

- Kirk realizes Spock won’t admit that he is feeling worried so he does as Spock wishes and carries on with their mission

- It’s an Andorians, isn’t it?

- When your son and his two boyfriends are standing over your hospital bed (one of them is your doctor as well)

- OMG CHRISTINE CHAPEL

- McCoy you should know what Spock’s blood type is.. oh wait I think it’s just cause Spock would not survive losing that much blood

- McCoy not to letting his idiot boyfriend die. Especially by his own hand in his own damn medbay

- Spock is such a bitch when he has a purpose

- The jump cut to Kirk fighting an andorian.. Bones will have to put up with a lot of his idiot boyfriends almost dying in this episode, won’t he?

- Kirk after top surgery- who said that (no I’m not posting a photo of what I’m referring to)

- Amanda saying ‘human’ isn’t a dirty word to Spock is such a healing sentence. LIKE EMBRACE YOURSELF

- Spock’s voice wavering as he talks to his mom

- “And I’ll hate you for the rest of my life.” WHAT. SHE SLAPPED HIM.

- “Now let that be a lesson to you. Just lie there and be happy you’re still alive.” Bones is unimpressed with Jim almost dying

- Shiny bandage on Kirk

- damn this Medbay has no fucking privacy

- The reanimator vibes from McCoy rn are peak

- The old cardio stimulator looks like a fancy stapler

- Okay if they’re not andorian, then who?

- Bones teasing Kirk and Kirk just wants to know if Spock is okay cause he’s in so much pain

- Orions? I should’ve guessed…

- “Emotional, isn’t she?” “She has always been that way.” “Indeed? Why did you marry her?” “At the time it seemed the most logical thing to do.” Spock makes a considering face and Kirk and McCoy look at each other like “we’re gonna marry this guy.”

- Bones trying to keep them in medbay will be like trying to trap a cloud in a jar. He’s so happy to have them in his medbay so he doesn’t have to go to the bridge 

That went surprisingly well. The journey has ended but what is our destination? Why, the next episode of course! See you next time :)

Masterpost

Episode written by D. C. Fontana

[vanessamandaceo]

Heartbeat

My first Vanessamanda fic! Dedicated to @burgershopsammi @tired-bunni @vannysgirl @mallickscottkisser

I’m so excited for this. I know I only posted the preview today, but I really wanted to put it out because it was finished but I thought that the editing would take a little while but I ended up finishing that . There’s mentions of child abuse, and heavy implications of Ness and Mandy hooking up. 

Vanessa was used to cleaning up her father’s messes, and she thought she would escape that when she left Utah for New Jersey two years ago, but in a sad unfortunate twist of fate; she became an apprentice to America’s most wanted serial killer.

Cleaning up another old man’s blood stained messes.

But at least she met her wife by doing that. It was January 2006, The two of them had just gotten married illegally last month; despite knowing each other for only 18 months.

Same sex marriage wasn’t legal and Vanessa knew that it was unfair that she had to go the illegal route to get married. She was supposed to be upholding the law, not breaking it. But on the other hand, she didn’t give a fuck. She loved Amanda.

She mindlessly played with the ring on her finger until she was snapped out of her thoughts by a nuzzle against her cheek. “Hey, bunny. You okay back here?”

“I’m fine, Mandy. It’s just the game John has planned for April has me fucked up. Does he seriously want to kidnap a doctor and have them perform surgery on his fucking brain?!”

“John knows what he’s doing. It sounds mundane, but please don’t question him like that, okay?” Amanda’s slightly bitter tone sent sparks of electricity through Vanessa. If this was a bedroom situation, and Amanda was speaking to her like that, she would fold like a lawn chair. But since this was a disturbing situation, she was disgusted. She knew if she was anybody else, Amanda would be flipping her lid and screaming at her.

Amanda had a very weird relationship with John, and not in a good way. As a police officer, Vanessa has seen this case countless times. Amanda was a victim of grooming, John being the perpetrator.

Vanessa knew her wife was a victim of childhood abuse, and she recognized that John took advantage of that, especially at her lowest.

John had punished and tortured Amanda because she was a drug addict, claiming that this could fix her.

What John fails to realize though is abused children become abused adults, some of them having severely broken minds.

Watching John willingly take advantage of her wife, made her want to kill him, but she couldn’t. By killing John, Vanessa would be risking everything she had with Amanda.

Amanda pulled her in for a hug. “ I know you worry about me, but I promise I’m fine,” Amanda began, peppering kisses along Vanessa’s collarbone. “You need to relax.”

“ I cannot relax and you know that.”

“Why? Is that fucking weirdo security guard still looking for you?!”

“His name is Mike and I don’t know. He’s not weird, he knows I’m a lesbian and has not asked me out on any dates since I told him I was before I left Utah.”

Vanessa could see partial jealousy in Amanda‘s eyes. It was the protective type and she understood why her wife Felt the way she did.

“ I don’t trust any men besides John around you, not only because of my past, but because of yours. I had an abusive father, and so did you. But yours also killed a bunch of children and made you clean up the mess at the age of 12.”

Vanessa’s green eyes looked into Amanda’s “Babe, I don’t need a play-by-play of my childhood thank you. And I was nine.”

But the fact that she didn’t trust any men besides John made Vanessa sick inside. John was tearing Amanda apart, and since that evil old bastard had her right where she wanted him, she couldn’t even see it.

“You wanna go out? We could go to Wendy’s. We haven’t had a date night in a while.” Amanda’s offer cut through Vanessa’s thoughts like a butter knife. “Yeah. Why not?”

~

Vanessa, being nearly as tall as Mark Hoffman, threatened the hell out of him to take care of John and that’s how they were able to go out for the night. The two of them sat at a table, drowned out by chatter. two toddler aged siblings were play fighting on the floor near the couple, laughing.

“You still want kids with me one day?” Amanda asked, making a small gesture to the children.

“ Neither of us are mentally sound enough to take care of another human being, let alone multiple. Besides, we have a dog named Sparky, and I think she counts as our child.”

“VANESSA?!”

Vanessa knew that voice. Her body went rigid, her finger trembling against the table as she gripped it. She never wanted Mike to find her for her own sake, and yet he did. Amanda got up and stalked towards Mike. “What fucking business do you have asking for my girlfriend?” Amanda snapped. She wanted to say wife so badly, but she could not risk going back to jail.

“I’m sorry, who are you?” Mike asked, clearly bewildered.

“I’m sorry, Let me be more fucking formal this time. I’m Amanda, Vanny’s girlfriend, and you had no business coming in here to bother her.”

“It's a public restaurant. Besides, she’s a friend of mine.”

“ I don’t give a shit if it’s a public restaurant, ‘Mike’. “

All eyes were on Amanda now. Her relationship with Vanessa was nobody’s business, and this asshole from Utah was getting on her nerves.

Vanessa still sat at that table, just wanting to go back to their apartment.

“Ness?”

Vanessa’s head snapped up. There stood Abby, now sixteen. She hasn’t seen her since she left. “Hi, Abby. How are you?” Those were the only words she could get out, her brain still completely wracked.

“I’m okay, I guess. Was I the reason you left?”

Vanessa finally turned. “No, no, no. It wasn’t you. It was-“

“ It was Mike, wasn’t it?” Abby cut her off before she could tell her why, The teenager stormed off and started yelling at her brother. Amanda walked back, wrapping an arm around Vanessa. “Babe, we’re going home.” Amanda sounded almost aggressive and it didn’t help that Vanessa was trying to hold back tears.

It wasn’t Mike.

It wasn’t Abby.

It was her dead father, and that fucking restaurant of his.

She wanted to get away from it all. But now that the entire country knew who her father was, would she be able to? She legally changed her last name from Afton to a last name she picked out herself, Shelly, when she was 18 in 1993. It was the only way she could try to distance herself from him as much as she could, but even as a police officer, he was still controlling everything she did, and making sure she cleaned up every single victim he had.

And now, she was stuck doing it again.

She had her missing piece with her, but it was still a cycle of repetitive abuse. The two of them were nothing but puppets, the puppet master now in a stolen hospital bed in a crude replication of a hospital room.

Amanda helped Vanessa in the back of her car, seeing the stress in her eyes.

When they got back to the meat packing plant, Amanda quickly got her girlfriend inside and immediately to their shared mattress that lay on top of two floor shelving units. Sparky, their rescued German shepherd mix curled beside Vanessa in an attempt at comfort. Amanda kissed Vanessa’s lips before nuzzling her face and putting a blanket over her.

“Sleep well, Vanny. I love you,” Amanda breathed as she crawled into bed beside her. “Always.”

Sparky moved in between her human moms, wriggling until she flopped on her back.

~

Vanessa jolted awake in a sweat, sobbing. Amanda stirred. “Bunny?” She mumbled, voice thick with sleep. “What’s wrong, baby?”

“My dreams. I’m brought back to June 23rd,1985. I’m still nine, and I’m in the arcade of Freddy’s. My dad, William, calls for me. Mama was at work, so I often stayed at Freddy’s until dad left. I assumed he called my name because we were going home, but no. I stood in the doorway of the back room and I saw-“

Vanessa shook as she began to hyperventilate. Amanda pulled her in, whispering in her ear. “Ground yourself, Nessie. He’s not here, he cannot hurt you anymore. If he even tries to find you, I’ll kill him myself. Okay?”

Vanessa gripped Amanda. Once she calmed down, she murmured, “I’ll kill yours, too. I know what he did to you, Mandy. I read his file at the station, and the amount of visceral rage he gives me is so fucking palpable.”

Amanda didn’t even flinch. She just leaned in, and kissed her cheek. “Little miss law breaker… I should put you in cuffs for that, you know.” Amanda winked, a light joke in the heat of the moment.

“Wouldn’t be the first time you stole my cuffs only to use them on me. Remember New Year’s Day 2005?”

“Of course I remember last year. We almost got caught by Hoffman. Absolutely disgusting.” Amanda grimaced, Vanessa laughing.

“Not my fault!”

“Yes, it was, blondie. You’re loud.”

“You’re an asshole.”

“But you love me.”

“Do I?” Vanessa joked, Amanda smothering her in kisses. “Yeah, you do.”

Vanessa kissed her back. “Of course I do.”

The two leaned back when Sparky wanted love. The pup was essentially their child, completing their family in a way.

But there was always the gnawing feeling of wanting more.

But in their line of ‘work’, it was impossible. Vanessa and Amanda wouldn’t dare bring a child into their world of blood and pain.

The two lay on that dingy mattress, dreaming of a life that could’ve been theirs. No games, no John Kramer, no blood to scrub off of walls. Just them, Sparky, a home, and maybe a child or two.

But dreams are just that. Dreams.

[vinewoodclassics]

do u have more to say on aro michael cuz i’ve ALSO considered this for him before it’s like ur reading my mind w these posts

me and you.. 🤞🏽 this made me smile evilly actually because i do in fact have more to say. it’s a little hard for me to coherently group my thoughts together though so walk with me here

this may be a sliight reach but my one of my main basis’ for it is that one conversation he has with franklin where he says that his marriage happened purely based off physical attraction, meanwhile it’s very clear after reuniting the family (and even after did somebody say yoga. that man was tweaking out without his family) that he does have feelings for amanda that aren’t sexual. they just aren’t your “typical” super strong romantic feelings that you see other people talking about

michael is a movie guy and bases most aspects of life off what he sees on the screen. and in every movie where there’s a love interest there’s always some big expression of love. yknow. butterflies, sparkles in your vision, intense longing and super lengthy speeches. now i don’t think michael is incapable of romantic attraction, i just personally believe that his version of it is a lot more muted than the type you see in movie couples. there are no sparkles in his vision, what the hell. and of course to him, that means the attraction isn’t there at all, because vinewood told him that that’s what love is supposed to be like and vinewood is always right

again very hard for me to word (so sorry. really hope this isn’t too confusing to read) but tldr i think he visibly expresses aromantic tendencies and whatnot, except it’s somewhat overshadowed (? if that’s the right word) by the fact that he’s the one expressing it, because he doesn’t know what those tendencies stem from. he loves his wife just not in a purely allosexual way and that makes him immensely conflicted because, again, it’s There. just not in the way he thinks it should be

[valeelavvale]

Legacy - Chapter 8 - Home

Pairing: Fernando Alonso / OFC (Original Character)

Ao3 - Wattpad - or read below

Summary of the chapter: Fernando is recovering and would like to leave the hospital as soon as possible and go home, but where is his home?

Summary of the fanfic: Fernando Alonso has been married for over fifteen years with his beloved Olivia. Now in 2025 he is ready for a new season in Formula 1 and, this year too, he will have his family by his side. His daughter Amanda will start her career in Formula 3 and, while her adventure has just begun, her father's is coming to an end, and Fernando will have to deal with changes and the passage of time. His relationship with his wife will go through a lot of challanges and crisis but will they be able to work everything out in the end?

Warnings and Notes:  This is my first work in English, be kind. Of course, I don't know any of the characters in this story, I'm just a fan with too many ideas in her head who needed to put them down in a story.However, the original characters are my own creation!I imagined Olivia as Candice Swanepoel, Amanda as a young Amanda Bynes and Veronica as a young Camila Mendes.

Fernando had been in the hospital for more than ten days, his condition was visibly improving and he felt a little better every day, although still quite exhausted.

His daughters had been almost always by his side, keeping him company, bringing him books, magazines, watching TV series and movies with him, and Olivia had also been very present.

It was the first time they had spent so much time together since he had left, and things had sometimes been a bit strange, but the woman's presence had given him incredible serenity, and he had also seen for the first time with his own eyes how difficult the last period had been for her.

She stayed by his side, always a bit distant, not touching him, not even brushing against him, trying to protect herself from further suffering; she had been sweet and kind with him, but she was a different Liv from his Liv, and she had become that way because of him.

He had taken away her smile, and for that he felt guilty as hell.

In addition to everything now, with this incident, she felt obliged to take care of him, even though it was probably the last thing she wanted to do.

The doctor entered the room laughing amusedly, "Do you know that your daughters have involved the nurses in a voting round to elect the sexiest man in the hospital?" said the man laughing while Fernando also burst out laughing.

"They are two special types," commented the pilot shaking his head.

"You have a really wonderful family, Mr. Alonso, believe me," commented the doctor, "I see many, but your three girls are really incredible," he said, then moving on to read something on the medical chart.

His girls.

He had always called them that, with everyone, even during interviews.

"I discussed with the other doctors your request to be discharged and transferred," the doctor resumed.

"Yes, as I told you, I could equip myself and have all the necessary assistance privately, the medical team that usually follows me would take care of it," Fernando replied.

"You live in Monte Carlo with your family, right?" asked the grizzled man looking at him.

Fernando hesitated, he was about to say yes but stopped hesitating, realizing that it was the wrong answer.

"No," he said with a sigh, "I live in England, alone," he said then while the doctor couldn't hide a surprised look.

"England could be a problem, you are not in a condition to fly, and the road trip... No, too long, we can't let you face it. Monte Carlo would have been different, it's four hours by car..." commented the doctor, "You can't stay home alone, you won't be self-sufficient for a while..." he added.

"I know," said Fernando.

"Mr. Alonso, to authorize your discharge, it must be a trip that does not jeopardize you, something you can face in your condition," continued the man.

"Sure... Give me a few hours, I... I'll find a solution," Fernando replied discouraged, he wanted to leave the hospital, he would have to get a house closer, equip it, it wouldn't be immediate.

The doctor left, leaving him again in the silence of his room.

* * *

Olivia had been at the hotel with the girls to take a shower and rest a little.

She knew that soon she would have to figure out what to do, they couldn't stay there indefinitely, the girls had to go back to school, but she still had no idea how long Fernando would stay in the hospital or what would happen once he was discharged.

She had thought about it, continuously, she wanted to be prepared for the moment when he would return to England: to his home.

She slowly opened the door to Fernando's room to avoid waking him if he was sleeping.

"Can I came in?" she asked, seeing him awake.

"Sure," the man replied immediately, looking at her.

She had changed her clothes, her hair fell softly on her shoulders, she must have slept because her face looked more rested and that blue shirt made her eyes stand out even more.

She was beautiful, Fernando couldn't think of anything else.

"The girls send you supplies, I had to put a stop to them or they would have forced me to bring you half the supermarket," she smiled, approaching and placing some things on the cabinet next to him, "Well, you know how they are when they are in Italy and it comes to food," she continued amused.

"Yes, I remember very well the suitcase full of cookies," he commented, recalling the episode from a few years ago.

"How do you feel?" Olivia then asked him.

"Better, much better, thank you," he replied, letting the silence fall for a moment.

"Did you talk to the doctors about your request to be discharged? I think Fabrizio said he could perfectly organize all the medical assistance you need," she asked.

"Yes..." he replied with a sigh. He didn't know what to say...

"What's wrong?" she asked slightly worried, if they didn't want to discharge him, something was still wrong.

"I can't fly," he said, "Nor face a trip too long by car," he continued without being able to look at her.

"Yeah... sure..." she said, "Silverstone is far away...".

"I think the solution is to find... Find a house closer, equip it with what I need and..." he said gesturing.

"It will take a while..." Olivia commented, then remained silent, "You have a home Fer..." she said.

The man looked up, she was sitting on the chair next to the bed, her hands clasped together, her back straight, tense.

"I can't ask you to..." he began to say.

"...you're not asking me," Olivia interrupted him, looking at him, "You would stay with the girls, right?"

Fernando didn't answer, he knew it was the most obvious solution, and it was also the one that deep down would make him happiest, but could he really impose his presence on her after everything he had done?

"If the problem is me, I can find an apartment to stay in for a while..." Olivia said, she had imagined that he didn't want to go back to living with her in the same house, "You have the room on the ground floor that I can have prepared in a few days..."

"No," he exclaimed peremptorily, "No, you are not a problem..." he continued interrupting her, "...I don't want you to find an apartment, I don't want to stay in that house if you're not there," he said without even thinking.

"Yeah... it's hard to live there alone, I know..." she commented, lowering her gaze, "The house is big enough for everyone, you have the room, the small living room, the study, you could stay there without having me around," she continued.

"Liv, you're probably the one who doesn't want me around... If you want to stay away from me, I understand..." he said.

"... I never wanted to stay away from you," she interrupted him with an uncertain voice, she didn't want to cry, she didn't want to do it, she tortured her hands, squeezing them as much as possible as if to give herself courage.

"You almost died, Fer, if what you want is to stay home with your daughters, you should do it," she added, finally finding the courage to look at him.

"That's what I want, but... I don't want you to have to leave..." he replied, "You don't have to do it, Liv, not after everything I've put you through..."

"You're still my husband," she commented, "For me, you still are," she said, unable to hold back the tears this time, "And we're still a family, somehow, the girls would never forgive me if I made you go somewhere else," she continued, regaining control of herself.

Fernando found himself really looking at her for the first time in many months and once again he found himself questioning the decision he had made to leave and think about his career, moving away from that woman who, now, was there ready to help him when he needed it.

He would have liked to hug her, but Liv remained distant, sitting on the chair, trying to put distance between them, terrified by the fact that she could suffer again.

Even welcoming him into the house terrified her, how could she get used to having him around and then let him go again?

"Are you sure?" he asked again, while Olivia nodded.

"If that's what you want, yes," she replied, looking at him.

Fernando was the love of her life, he always would be, and nothing could change that.

"It is..." he said.

"I'll talk to the doctors, okay?" she said, getting up, she had to leave, that conversation had drained her, "I'll also talk to Fabrizio, I'll tell him to proceed and do what he has to do at home," she continued, heading towards the door.

"Liv..." he called her, making her turn around, "Thank you," the man simply said.

Olivia smiled before leaving the room, "I'm sorry," Fernando added in a low voice after she had left.

* * *

September 28, 2025

It was a mild day at the end of September, Olivia and the girls had been at home in Monte Carlo for a few days to finish setting up the house in anticipation of Fernando's arrival.

The room on the ground floor had been equipped with a bed that would support his cast leg and at the same time not strain his still compromised back too much, they had also made some modifications to the bathroom and prepared another room for the nurse who would help him in the early days.

Olivia was nervous.

In the hospital, they had lived in a small bubble where the tensions of the past few months seemed to have subsided, but living together again, under the same roof was another story. What if they started arguing and fighting again?

What if this incident had only exacerbated Fernando's frustrations?

In reality, when Olivia thought about it, she also gave herself an answer: before you were a couple, now not anymore.

He would no longer consult her on his choices, they would no longer talk about what to do together, he remained free to live his life, staying in that house was dictated by reasons of convenience.

So there would be no occasions for conflict, she would be a marginal presence in Fernando's recovery, who would, however, benefit from the proximity of his daughters.

She would be lying, though, if she said she didn't want to see him.

She had held back for all those weeks from the tremendous desire to hug him, to feel him close after the scare of the crash.

It was so difficult when she just wanted to kiss him, lie next to him and say "I love you."

"Are you nervous?" Veronica asked, sitting with her mother at the kitchen counter.

The eldest of her daughters read her like an open book, she was attentive, empathetic, so mature, Olivia couldn't help but smile, "Yes..." she admitted. Lying wouldn't have helped.

"It will be strange to have him home again," she added.

"It will be nice, won't it?" exclaimed Amanda, joining the conversation.

"You know that even if he lives here, it doesn't mean that things have changed, right?" said the woman, looking at them, she didn't want them to be deluded, to think that everything was resolved and they would be a family again like before, "Dad comes here because he couldn't go back to his home."

"This is his home," said Mandy resolutely.

Olivia sighed, she hoped the girls understood that Fernando hadn't come back to stay, to get back together with her, but to heal.

"Girls, dad and I haven't gotten back together," she said very seriously.

"But you talked in the hospital, he was kind and so were you," Amanda continued.

"But it doesn't mean he changed his mind, Mandy," Veronica replied this time, coming to her mother's aid.

"He comes here to be with you... He missed you a lot," the woman continued with a smile.

Amanda didn't respond, it was harder for her to accept for some reason.

"At least he'll be here," said the youngest, shrugging her shoulders before going back upstairs.

"Don't worry, mom, okay? I'll take care of her," Veronica said.

* * *

Fernando had settled into the room on the ground floor that had been prepared for him, the trip had exhausted him and he had slept for almost the entire afternoon.

Fabrizio, his physiotherapist and best friend, had given the nurse who would take care of him all the instructions, Fernando's trusted doctor would come every day to check on him.

He heard a light knock on the door, "Come in," he said and smiled seeing Liv.

"You're awake" she said smiling.

"Yes... I was exhausted, the trip was long and uncomfortable," he admitted, moving slightly without hiding a grimace.

"Does your back hurt?" she asked, approaching.

"Yes, I need to raise the pillow," he replied.

"Wait, I had the nurse explain to me how not to strain your back so I can help you if you need it," she said, sitting on the edge of the bed and then hesitating for a moment, "I mean if... It doesn't bother you, otherwise I'll call Adam," she corrected herself immediately, jumping on the defensive.

"It doesn't bother me if you're close to me," he said, looking at her, had they really reached that point? The point where his wife didn't want to be close to him for fear of making him angry?

How much had he hurt her?

She smiled, "Okay, come here," she said, passing a hand behind his back and one behind his neck to help him sit up, "Hold on to me, okay? I'll raise the pillow," she said while he put his hands behind her back to support himself a bit.

They hadn't been this close for months, and Olivia just wanted to be able to stay there next to him longer.

She had missed that hug so much, his hands that knew her so well.

Fernando rested his face on her hair, it smelled like peach, that sweet scent she sprayed every morning, it was a scent that for him was home.

Liv helped him lean back on the pillow, pulling her hands away, "Better?" she asked, looking at him.

"Much better, thank you," he replied with a smile.

"Call me if you need anything, Fer," she said, tilting her head, and he, without even thinking, raised his hand to caress her cheek.

"Thank you," he said, looking at her, realizing more than ever at that moment how much he had missed her.

"The girls will bring you dinner soon, okay?" she said, moving away and putting some distance between them, it was a confusing and difficult situation to decipher, and she had taken so long to find a small, tiny balance after he had left that she couldn't afford to lose it again.

"Okay," he said, Olivia had raised a wall against him, to protect herself, and he couldn't blame her, he had forced her to do it.

But he was stubborn, he had always been, and he hoped she would give him the time to tear it down.

[scottishcat1988]

Jensen was right. Misha does look like a pedophile.

I have been abused thrice in my life, twice as a child, and once as a grown up and I know what aggressors are like. I have called Misha a sexual predator many times. But today I am saying, Misha is like a pedophile. I am not saying he is one. I am saying his behavior screams red alert.

Misha told his fans not to watch Karla. What a nice guy, right? I thought so too. Until I stopped and thought about it. Karla didn't earn him many [or perhaps any fans]. He didn't have the empathy to deal with the story and it showed so flagrantly, that a reporter who was interviewing him, told him off. Even the way he was complaining about his director was done to create a scandal rather than tell the story as it was. He turned everything into a storytelling masterpiece rather than actually speaking from the heart. One the victims contacted him and they spoke for about an hour. He only ever mentioned that meaningful encounter once or perhaps twice. Every other time he was complaining about the director [making himself look like a victim] and begging his fans not watch the movie.

Why did he not want them watching that movie? Because the only fans that he has, which he amassed from Supernatural, are likely to be put off with him if they watched Karla. So he is basically doing damage control. Even when I liked him, the confession about the junior high school girls felt odd. That is one of the reasons I couldn't fully call myself a Misha fan, because that weird confession stuck at the back of my memory. Years later, it came back to me. Misha has a very highly sexually outspoken relationship with his fans. In fact, to the point where it is not natural. He told them that he and his wife have threesomes with her girlfriend, because she is bisexual and look how tolerant he is. What is he trying to teach his majority teenage fan base? What business does he have talking about his bedroom activities with an audience that includes children? I don't think his sexual arrangement makes him look honorable. After all, he gets to see two women have sex. Its not a chore. He is not doing it for the LGBT. He is doing it because he is a pervert. He likes threesomes. Bragging about this personal filth just makes him look like a Hefner-type. Fun fact, Hefner was a pedophile.

He is not in a loving marriage with his wife. It is a sexual arrangement. That is why he looks for sex outside his marriage. Case in point, Minncon, where he asked a fan and her friend for a threesome and they refused. They did take a selfie with him though. That is not normal behavior. It is downright disgusting.

I wish I knew what Amanda's age was in 2015. Because Misha was already over the age of 40. He keeps giving his more vulgar Gish challenges, which require participants [including underage fan girls to be scantily dressed] up to 90 points while donating bone marrow awards you 3 points. But he is doing Gish for the greater good ,right? If he knows minors are participating in an event like Gish, why will he choose challenges that are force them to get down to their undies. Unless he is getting a sexual kick out of it. He films under fan girls' dresses and its so funny and he isn't being creepy at all. I can't find that gif. If anyone has it, please forward it to me. What is wrong with this man? These are things Misha said about working on Karla. Tell me if it makes sense.

''I felt so invigorated and exhilarated when I was beating her.'' [laughter from the audience because Misha is so funny]

''I remember going for a run and I was running by this junior high school...thirteen year old girls on the playground...it was involuntary. It really took me over.''

He was leering at school children because ''Paul Bernardo had gotten into his head''. Was Bernardo still in his head, when he said Jensen was having sex in front of his Maison and West? Was he channeling Bernardo, when he tightened his grip on Jensen's hand even though Jensen was screaming at him? What is wrong with this man? Why does everything have to be sexual? Now don't get me wrong. I don't think he is in love with Jensen. In fact, contrary to heller headcanons, I think Misha is just a heterosexual pervert. He does it for sexual superiority and because it keeps his fans happy. He doesn't achieve that sexual superiority from Jared or Sebastian but Jensen is shy enough to give him that edge. That's why he wasn't very happy about Jibcon 2017. He couldn't trump Jensen's behavior so he derailed the whole thing, spitefully. He was happier with Jensen crying than he was with a sexually outspoken Jensen.

If someone calls you a pedophile to your face, even as a joke, as a decent human being, it will at the very least, make you flinch. How did Misha react? He put his hands on his hips and mock whined in a high pitched voice ''that's not nice''. For someone like Jensen, who once apologized to Misha for some harmless pranks because he felt bad, to call him something like that, does make you raise an eyebrow, doesn't it? Doesn't Jensen feel bad now? What changed? Because there is nothing funny about calling someone a pedophile. Makes you wonder what is going through Jensen's head. It makes me feel that Jensen is at snapping point. Pedophiles, like most predators, like to surround themselves with things their chosen prey like. What do teenage girls around Misha like? Destiel. So everything he does from his TSA short film to his tweeting, is all destiel-related. It is the candy his chosen prey likes. The links below, are to Misha's odd confessions, regarding Karla.

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Task Force X Suicide Squad Pokemon Teams

Here is my picks for the pokemon the members of the Suicide Squad would choose.

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Amanda Waller

Malamar- An obvious pick because of her manipulative and malicious nature.

Mandibuzz- A pokemon associated with similar death and malice that Amanda is known for.

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Rick Flag

Watchog- Rick often overwatches the missions of Task Force X

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Harley Quinn

Mightyena- Harley owns a Hyena called Bud

Mightyena- Lou is the other Hyena that Harley owns

Gliscor- Since she's a part of the Batfamily now, her gliscor reflects that part of her. Her Gliscor would also have the hidden ability poison heal which reflects her history with Joker.

Roserade- A nod to her relationship with Ivy that also involves part of Harley's color scheme

Tinkaton- Harley's best known weapon is her giant mallet.

Mega Lopunny- This Lopunny has been through everything with Harley, including the Acid bath that bleach Harley's skin. This turned Harley's Lopunny into a meta pokemon that can mega evolve.

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Captain Boomerang

Golisopod- It is a living boomerang pokemon

Marowak- Boomerangs

Manetric- Electric Boomerang

Perrserker- Bladed Boomerang

Excaldrill- Razor Boomerang

Galarian Rapidash- the toy unicorn he has in the movie

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Killer Croc

Mabosstiff- Killer Croc is a crime lord in Gotham City

Feraligatr- Killer Croc is based on the alligator of the sewer myth.

Krookodile- Crocodile (well, Gharial, but similar enough to a crocodile) thats also a crook.

Druddigon- Croc's skin condition gives him a rough exterior

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King Shark

Quagsire- Many often see King Shark as dopey thanks to The Suicide Squad movie.

Cetitan- Another creature that once dwelled in the sea but can walk on land.

Mega Sharpedo- Great White Shark (Well, not really, but its shaped similarly)

Tapu Fini- He is a hawaiian demigod.

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Peacemaker

Braviary- Its Eagly

Seismitoad- Activate Sonic Boom

Chandelure- A nod to how he can see the ghosts of people he's killed.

Scolipied- Scabbies for all (its a stretch i know)

Haxorus- Doesn't he use an ax in the movie?

Incineroar- Peacemaker is sort of a heel in terms of wrestling. He also doesn't care but secretly does like Incineroar.

Peacemaker's team consists of pokemon that come from Unova and Alola given that Peacemaker is a Captain America parody.

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Deadshot

Intelleon- Deadshot is known for his espionage skills so handing him an Intelleon was an obvious choice.

Luxray- A perfect pokemon for Lawton's job, its x-ray eyes can see through anything

Sandaconda- Another type of gun-related pokemon.

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Katana

Ceruledge- This is Katana. She's got my back. I would advice not getting killed by her. Her sword traps the souls of its victims.

Mega Lucario- A nod to her spiritual ties

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Enchantress

Mismagius- She's a witch!

Spiritomb- An ancient artifact containing an evil spirit or just evil spirits.

Cofagrigus- Another archeological pokemon

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Reverse Flash (Daniel West)

Orthworm- Daniel gained his abilities in a train accident.

Elektross- Daniel's Elektross is a meta pokemon. Its able to manipulate metal due to the accident which gave it a connection to the Speed Force.

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El Diablo (Chato Santana)

Skeledirge- Spanish in origin

Salandit- A male salandit which ties into his criminal history and partly to how he killed his wife and children. Again, partly.

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Deathstroke

Intelleon- He's a bounty hunter, so Intelleon was a good choice for him.

Talonflame- A nod to his connections with Robin/Nightwing

Hydrapple- A nod to the film title of Deathstroke: Knights & Dragons as well as his ability to regenerate as his Hydrapple has that ability

Olympian Aegislash- Deathstroke has been known to hold the Godkiller Sword, a weapon that is able to kill gods.

Gardevoir- This is taking a darker turn as this is in reference to Deathstroke's manipulative nature as he manipulated this Gardevoir to be loyal to him.

Kingambit- Deathstroke is not only an assassin like many samurai but he is also a leader.

I wanted to give Slade a very good team, and while I'm not an expert on pokemon teams, I think this is the best I could offer. Like Batman, Slade has other pokemon at his disposal that are also in nod to his other skills.

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Bloodsport

Kryptonian Minior- A reference to him shooting Superman with a kryptonite bullet.

Klinklang- Bloodsport's armor in the movie The Suicide Squad is made up of nano-technology. To reflect this, his Klinklang is a meta pokemon made by Lex Luthor.

Shiftry- This is a stretch, but this is a reference to his time in Vietnam in the comics, as that was a part of his original origin.

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A lot of these guys don't have full pokemon teams because A) I don't know enough about them and B) some don't seem like they would have full teams.

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Up next:

Batman Rogues Gallery

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Alyssa Miller(Cam Avery’s ex wife) infamously posted a picture of Andrew Garfield(another ex of hers) flaunting “their love” when they were actually broken up. Do you imagine Louise pulling similar shenanigan? // That would be kinda creepy considering that Louise is no one and she could be a psychotic fan, lol.

It could make sense, tho, I don't believe those types of things. But, most of the photos she posts are old ones, or the ones of that one concert (i think it was rock in seine but I'm not sure), if you're a partner you could have newer photos or at least post a more recent one. Not three pics of the same day and concert in three years of his birthday.

And also the two cups, her usually mentioning Alex (like the time she said "the man sleeping by my side", lol, a normal person wouldn't say that, and least the gf of MORE THAN 5 YEARS OF A FAMOUS FRONTMAN) and also, Alex looks so distant of Amanda and Matt, who are the ones always backing Louise up. She could lie easily too cause Alex doesn't has social media (tho, I don't think he is as stupid to not realize it)

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