finally brought it home


Okay so here’s the lowdown. I found 4 sets of medium format negatives while I was thrift shop hunting a few weeks ago. They were sitting in a box of old vintage photographs in these plastic sleeves, and from what I could tell, they had been taken sometime in the 50’s. So obviously I brought them home, and today finally had them scanned in, and holy wow they are beautiful!!

NOW this is where I need the Internet’s help. I would absolutely love to find the women in these photographs/the photographer who took them. The only info I have is that the negatives were found in a thrift store on Hull St in Richmond, VA. They are medium format, and judging by the style of dress, made in 1940-1950. The owner of the thrift store had no idea where they came from. I’m posting the best/clearest scans of the images, so if y'all could reblog the shit out of this, I’m hoping we can find the owners of these amazing images.

This teacher is history.

Kinda long, but I got rid of a backwards old man from teaching sooo….

So back in high school I was good kid. As and Bs, all AP, top twenty, the whole deal. The point is here that I am good at the school. My grandma was a college History Professor and she raised me to be a lil nerd. I was not used to bad grades, she was not used to me having bad grades as there was some extreme pressure on me to do well.

This is where HE comes in. It was Senior year. I had already rocked through all my APs thus far with 4s and 5s, all I had to do was rock out my last few and I would graduate with 36 hours under my belt and be pushed into my sophomore year of college, heck yeah, less money right? This particular teacher taught AP US history, a subject I was well versed in thanks to the gma, one I should have no problems with. I went through the first test confident in my knowledge and not having read out of the book, my first mistake. Now it wasn’t because I didn’t know my stuff, but I digress. I got that test back with a big shined red F.

Needless to say I was frazzled. I did as any student should do and write better notes, convinced it was my own cockiness that brought my downfall. Still didn’t read the text book because I had better resources at home, so I studied the appropriate material in my grandmas books. Mistake number 2. Second test comes back to me with another shiner. I didn’t understand I knew my material! Rinse and repeat until midterms right before winter vacation. My grandma was livid. Absolutely furious with me for doing so poorly in history of all things, and demanded that I request to bring my tests home to study my mistakes for my midterm. But when I asked my professor said no because he didn’t want tests circulating around. My grandma called about twenty times and finally he relented.

I brought home the tests and she sat down with me, my text book, my stack of Fs and her books to drill the knowledge into me. She looked at the first test, then the second, then the third, so on and so forth with out saying a damn word, with me sitting in my chair convinced she was about to bring forth the righteous fury. She did, but not on me. “I don’t understand, these questions are wrong? Your answers are all correct to them.” I shrugged, just as confused as she was. She cracked open my text book to see if there was any correlation and bam. There sure as hell was.

Not only was some of the info plain wrong, but it dated back to before the fricking civil rights movement. That’s right kiddos, it didn’t even mention the 14th amendment, or anything remotely “current”. Oooo boy was she PISSED. She revoked everything she had taken from me as punishment, and stacked the tests and books together, and silently got up. The very next day my grandma was at the school speaking to the principal, and on conference call with the superintendent.

Let me tell you why this text is especially bad where I’m from. I live in Texas. The school boards and stuff are VERY strict about anything to do with race because they don’t want to be seen as backwards hicks, so all those inflammatory news stories you hear? Yeah they get taken care of real quick once brought to the attention of the right people. Mr. US “History” professor was done with by then end of the year. “Retired” they say. Sure okay.

Unfortunately he stayed on teaching the way he had the rest of the year and I did poorly on the AP because he wouldn’t let me study the right stuff in class. You win some, you sorta only kind win some.


Trapped - Dean Winchester

Summary ;; part I. demon!dean decides that he doesn’t like dean’s long term girlfriend, y/n, and makes a harsh attempt to get rid of her for good.

A/n ;; gifs are not mine !!

Warnings ;; shit tons of violence, near death of reader, some swearing, angsty angst, season ten spoilers

Words ;; 3.3k

Published ;; 8th april, ‘17


Stay safe + ily🍁

When you sleepily awoke late at night to the sound of a deep growl and exasperated shouts emitting from down the hall, you pieced together that Sam had finally located Dean and brought him back home. Whether it was willingly or not, you didn’t know just yet.

He had been out searching for your boyfriend for the past week while he made you sit in the bunker in your lonesome, refusing to let you hunt alone or join him on his travels as he repeatedly told you that Dean was dangerous at the moment, as if you didn’t understand.

You sat up slowly, holding the warm duvet around your body tightly as you eyed the door, second-guessing whether this was another one of your reoccurring nightmares or reality. However, when Sam’s resentful and deep voice bellowed his brother’s name heatedly, you shoved the covers away from your frame and jumped up from your bed, nevertheless.

You jogged down the lonely hallway, any traces of sleep rapidly erased by the time you reached the dungeon and knocked on the door, your hesitancy clear. “Sam?” Your voice was hushed and seemingly small as you asked for the younger Winchester through the silence on both sides, “What’s going on?”

The sound of said door unlocking from the other side rang through your ears and you subconsciously held your breath, anxious for what you were about to witness. You expected to come face to face with the two arguing brothers, jumping down each other’s throats for what had happened previously.

And you expected to see your boyfriend of three years who you hadn’t seen since he been deprived of existence by Metatron, and you did. However, things were different. Your eyes instantly landed on Dean, who was heavily roped to a chair smack bang in the middle of a blood red devil’s trap and a cocky, sardonic smirk written on his lips. You couldn’t stop yourself from drawing in a sharp breath, your body freezing as you stared into his cold, desolate, void eyes.

“And here come’s the useless one, (Y/N)! Nice of you to join the party,” He let out a snarl, leaning forward in his seat as the harsh glare in his eyes bore into yours and you had to avert your teary ones away, your heart thumping tremendously loudly in your chest at the scene.

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anonymous asked:

Hiii~ How do you feel about writing some angst? How would RFA+V+Saeran react if MC died giving a birth? I hope that is not too much... ♡

Anon, this was so sad. We’re gonna have to write some fluff after this one. :,( They got long, so some of them are under the cut. 

Trigger warning: Themes of death


  • He was so excited when you tell him the news
  • He starts saving up for a home or at least a bigger apartment
  • Meanwhile, he redoes the whole guest room, changing it into a baby room
  • You two spend every weekend painting little things on the walls
  • He’s already buying little microphones for the baby
  • Eight months go by and everything seems fine
  • But then you wake up in the middle of the night with extreme pain
  • He’s panicking but he manages to dial for an ambulance
  • The hospital won’t let him in the room and he’s getting really angry
  • He calls the first person that he can hit in his contacts, trying to make sense of things
  • Surprisingly, it’s Jumin
  • Jumin somehow deciphers what he’s saying and rushes to the hospital
  • He manages to calm Zen down while you’re in surgery
  • The doctor comes out and says they managed to save the baby, even if he was born prematurely
  • While the nurses escort Zen to see his son, the doctor tells Jumin the news about you
  • He knows Zen would be unstable and it would be better for a friend to break the news
  • Jumin waits until Zen returns to tell him that you didn’t make it through the birthing process
  • Zen completely shuts down and says he needs to go for a smoke when he hasn’t smoked since you two started dating
  • When he’s outside, he swings his fist at the wall in anger and sorrow
  • Jumin helps out when he can as Zen through the grieving process
  • But Zen acts like he’s okay, and he eventually gets through it
  • He does his best to take care of his son alone, but he has his moments
  • He never remarries and he makes sure his son knows everything about you


  • We know this man was eager to have a baby
  • Finally, it was happening and he was ecstatic
  • You both had saved enough to finally buy a house
  • One day, he brought home so many stuffed animals for the baby
  • He would put up a chalkboard on the fridge
  • You two wrote potential baby names on it every day
  • The day finally came and you two were on your way to the hospital, baby bag in tow
  • Everything seemed to be going normal until suddenly the doctors were pushing him out of the room
  • He kept asking what was wrong, but they wouldn’t tell him and insisted he wait outside
  • He knows his mental state is fraying so he calls Jaehee, the most practical person he knows
  • He’s so worried, he can’t stop talking to her and asking for reassurance
  • Finally, the doctor comes out and delivers the bad news
  • You hadn’t made it
  • He keeps denying it’s true
  • “No, no. That can’t be. She’s fine. She was fine. I want to see for myself.”
  • Knowing he would get no peace, the doctor allows him to see your body
  • He collapses next to your bed and his crying, clutching your lifeless hand
  • He suddenly regrets becoming a vet
  • He thinks that if he became a regular doctor, he could’ve saved you
  • Jaehee has to almost drag him away when they need to collect the body
  • She manages to calm him down when she says, “You need to go see your daughter.”
  • Yoosung didn’t the baby made it and takes it as a sign
  • He doesn’t want to go back to the place he was when Rika committed suicide
  • So, he pours all he has to make a good life for his daughter
  • He’s so glad she grows up to look like you and constantly reminds her of that


  • Your husband had died two months before you joined the RFA
  • You hadn’t realized you were pregnant until a month after the party
  • Not knowing what to do, you turn to Jaehee
  • After supporting her through everything, she’s more than willing to help
  • She tries to make life as stable as she can for you
  • Has you live with her at least during the pregnancy, so you don’t have to live alone
  • She throws you a baby shower and makes sure you have what you need
  • Finally, the day comes and she waits patiently in the waiting room at the hospital
  • She starts getting worried when she sees an extra team of doctors rush towards your room
  • When the doctor comes out, he asks Jaehee for any family contact info
  • When Jaehee asks why, the doctor says that you had died giving birth to a baby boy
  • Jaehee is devastated
  • You are the only true friend she’s really had, and now you were gone
  • When Zen hears the news, he takes her out and tries to comfort her
  • Jaehee appreciates the gesture, and ends up explaining a lot to him
  • She said that your family never approved of your marriage, so they didn’t want the baby
  • She starts sympathizing with the baby boy, since she too lost her parents and her other relatives weren’t exactly kind
  • She comes to the conclusion to adopt the baby herself
  • She raises the baby as her own
  • Even though she doesn’t know much about being a mother, she tries to be the kindest and sweetest she could
  • She works hard to make sure he was whatever he needs in life
  • She doesn’t tell him what happened to his real mother until much later in life when he’s ready


  • When you told him you were pregnant, he was simultaneously excited and nervous
  • He had to make sure everything was perfect for you and the baby
  • He made sure he had the best doctors and you were well fed and rested
  • He barely let you lift a finger, since he was so scared something might happen
  • He didn’t want to hire anyone to do the baby room
  • He wanted you both to work on it together, and so you did
  • You even caught him attempting to make baby booties by hand for the child
  • The day came and you gave birth to a beautiful baby girl
  • He was holding her and talking to you
  • Everything seemed fine, except that you seemed a bit tired
  • Then suddenly you started convulsing
  • Jumin panicked, unsure what was happening
  • Doctors rushed in and pushed both him and your child out of the room
  • It wasn’t long after that the doctors announced that you hadn’t made it
  • Jumin is quiet, a few tears streaming down his face
  • They let him see the body and he just holds you hand for the longest time
  • Just as they are about to take you away, he presses a kiss to your hand
  • “You said you would never leave me. You broke your promise, my darling, and I don’t think I can forgive you for that.”
  • After the funeral, barely anyone sees him
  • The only person he lets come to the penthouse for a long time is V
  • He cuts down on his work majorly, so he can take care of his daughter
  • He tries to make sure everything is perfect for her
  • He never wants her to feel the sadness of losing her mother


  • He always wanted a family with you
  • So, when you told him you were pregnant, he started crying because he was just so happy
  • He starts adding things to the baby room
  • He’s especially excited about building a crib for the baby
  • He also adds a mobile with little cats and spaceships
  • The day finally comes, but he can’t help but realize that you seem in bad shape on the way to the hospital
  • Turns out his bad feeling was right
  • The doctors don’t even let him come into the room as they rush you away
  • The only thing keeping him sane during the waiting was Saeran who had met him at the hospital
  • When the doctor comes out, he doesn’t even let them speak
  • He pushes past them and rushes into your room
  • When he sees your lifeless body and the dead monitor beside you, he completely loses it
  • He’s weeping, holding your body in his arms
  • None of the nurses have the heart to pull him away
  • He spends hours begging you to wake up and apologizing for no reason
  • When Saeran finally comes in, Seven had cried all his tears and numbly asks, “Are you here to tell me my child died as well?”
  • Saeran shakes his head and informs him that a healthy baby girl was waiting in another ward
  • Seven names the child after you
  • He can’t stand the memories of you all over his house, so he and Saeran move elsewhere with the girl
  • He retires early with all the money he saved up and pours his entire life into making sure his baby girl is happy and healthy


  • When you first told him you were pregnant, he was shocked and very nervous
  • It wasn’t as if he hadn’t expected it, but he didn’t prepare himself mentally for the actual reality
  • After a few weeks, he starts warming up to it
  • He’ll come home from work one day with a small pair of shoes
  • “I wasn’t sure if this would work, but I thought maybe…maybe the baby might like it?”
  • He was trying so hard to prepare, it was so cute
  • You buy him a mug that says “#1 Dad”
  • You tell him to look at it every time he needs to take care of the baby alone when she’s away from the house
  • Especially when changing diapers gets frustrating
  • He got a call a few weeks before the due date that you had gotten involved in a bad car accident
  • He drops everything and rushes to the hospital
  • You’re in bad shape when he gets there, but the doctors don’t dare refuse him access
  • He’s stroking your hair and asking you to hold on
  • You keep saying “As long as the baby is safe…as long as the baby is safe, it’s okay.”
  • Your heart monitor goes dead as he’s clutching your hand
  • Doctors start shoving him out of the room
  • He’s going crazy in the waiting room, shouting and screaming
  • Seven has to almost physically detain him to keep him calm
  • Hours later, a doctor comes out and says they managed to save the babies
  • “Babies?”
  • Saeran rushes over to see his twins that had miraculously made it unscathed
  • At first, he didn’t want to look into the babies’ eyes, scared he might feel resent that they lived and you died
  • But he finally caved in, and he fell in love with his children
  • Despite the following months being hard, he dedicated himself to being the best father he could be in memory of you
  • For years, he kept the mug you gave him tucked away in his room


  • When you told him you were pregnant with his child, he was beyond happy
  • He felt like it was a testament that you both were starting a new life together, forgetting about the past
  • He started decorating the baby’s room with a bunch of pictures he had taken
  • The room was cactus themed with mint colors everywhere
  • What in room decoration
  • You seemed a lot more tired than usual, so the doctor assigned you to bed rest 
  • Just as you thought you were getting better, you collapsed in your home
  • He called an ambulance and rushed you to the hospital
  • He has a really bad feeling when the doctors take you into another room
  • Suddenly, the doctor comes out and tells him to come and meet his son
  • He’s so happy when he gets to hold his little boy
  • When he asks the nurse how you were, the woman just blinks
  • “They….didn’t tell you?”
  • He takes the news that you hadn’t made it surprisingly calmly
  • When they take him to see your body, he keeps trying to bargain with them
  • “Please, I’ll pay anything. Just bring her back, please!”
  • For a little while, they think he’s having a mental issue, but know it’s just the grieving process
  • Soon, he’s crying quietly beside you
  • He thinks its his fault that you died
  • Bad luck seemed to follow him everywhere, so why wouldn’t this be any different?
  • To make it worse, his baby gets very ill while in the hospital
  • V cuts off all relations he has, including the RFA and Jumin
  • He moves to America in attempt to find the best treatment for his son
  • While his son eventually does get better, V stays in the States so he could start a new life

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Daddy’s Eyes

Character: Negan (The Walking Dead)

Word Count: 4,056

Prompt/Summary: ‘I’m pregnant.’ (dialogue prompt) / Negan and his wife decide to have a second baby together.

Warnings: Very light smut.

Written For: Jessie’s 1K Follower Writing Challenge

Note: This is another one set in my pre-apocalypse AU… I swear someday I’ll write a story about Negan that’s actually set in TWD world, lol. Sorry I didn’t go all the way with writing the smut; I’m really not good at writing full on smut. And sorry for the odd title. I am the Worst at coming with titles for fics and often just use song titles.

Also, I may do a part two to this one where Lucille meets her little brother or sister, just because I think that’d be cute AF.

Tagging: @grimes-slut, @negans-network, @jdms-network, @hawtdiggitynegan, @fuckinjdm, @jeffreydeanneganstrash, @sweetsweetpeach (Want to be added? Send me an ask!)

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Ma and Pa Kent are the best things about the DC universe omfg.
“Alien baby crashes into their backyard? BETTER ADOPT HIM HE’S ADORABLE.
Alien son comes home with a clone of himself created by his worst enemy?



Dog drama

So I work in an office. It’s really small and chill here. Like a year or so ago my boss’ dog got sick, he was old and had a lot of hip and pain issues. My boss loves dogs and he was constantly worried about leaving his doggie home alone. Finally, he brought it up in a staff meeting and said he wanted to allow people to bring their dogs in on Fridays. This was obviously mostly for him and his dog so no one else ever brought a dog in and eventually it went from every Friday to everyday. So for a little less than a year this dog was in the office everyday, he was like our mascot.

Fast forward to about a month ago. Doggie was not doing well. It was time to say goodbye. Boss took him to the vet and he was put to sleep. He was devastated and honestly so was I, I’d really bonded with what old goofball. So that was on a Friday. The next friday…in comes my coworker with her brand new puppy and oh isn’t he so cute and he can take doggie’s place. And I can just see the pain in my boss’ face, but he can’t say anything cuz he made the rule that dogs can come in on Friday. It makes me so angry that she would do that while he’s trying to grieve and not see anything wrong with it.

anonymous asked:

hey hey hey hey. hc link has a really pretty and young mom that everyone loves and one day when Link brought The Squad™ to his home she just welcomed them and declared that daruk, revali and urbosa must call her mom(mipha calls her mom ages ago). revali calls her mother w/c never fails to tick Link off. and when Link finally brought Zelda home Link's mom is just gushing about her(coz she knows that Link likes Zelda) and declared that Zelda is her daughter-in-law. no buts. :D


link’s mom gushing over zelda and saying “oh link told me a lot about you” and he glares at her like “MOM NO” AND SHE JUST GIGGLES

link’s mom making sandwiches for the squad and daruk politely refuses, then asks if they have any pebbles in their potted plants

mipha looking the same for like years and link’s mom wants to be polite so she says “wow… you’ve grown a lot mipha!!” and mipha just whispers to link “your mom still doesn’t understand how zoras work huh”

link’s mom worrying over them and checking for any booboos on her son in front of the ENTIRE SQUAD. zelda just giggles and says “your mom is so nice” and he’s red. he’s completely red. 

revali being really impressed at link’s mom’s beauty and link just glares at him whenever he looks at her

urbosa feeling like she’s been outmom-ed but she ends up accepting it and when they leave she says “alright mom is back kiddos” and leads the way with her daughter zelda like a momma duck

MariChat May Day 21: Akumatized Marinette

Yup, I cheated.  Marinette isn’t akumatized, but Chat frets about what might happen if she was.  I just didn’t have it in me to write something dark.

It was after midnight when Marinette had parted from Alya, and it was well after two by the time the officers brought her home and left her to her parents.  It hadn’t been enough to just drop her off, no.  They had to escort her upstairs, and speak with her parents, too, when all she wanted was to get upstairs and curl up in her bed.  Preferably, with Chat purring at her back.  

When they heard what happened, Sabine had burst into tears and Tom had pulled both his wife and his daughter into a fierce hug with shaking hands.  It had taken forever to tell the story again, sitting wedged between her parents.  The officers seemed to think that she would go into shock, and she couldn’t seem to convince them that she was fine.  When they finally left, Marinette closed the door behind them with more force than necessary and sagged against it.

“You know they were just doing their job, Marinette.”

“I know that, Papa.  But I’m exhausted, and—”

“And he’s waiting upstairs, isn’t he?”  Sabine finished for her with a wan smile.  At Marinette’s nod, she pulled her daughter into a tight hug.   “Are you sure you’re ok?”  She whispered without releasing her.

“Yes, Maman! I’m fine.”  She pulled back to see her mother’s face, their hands sliding down to link affectionately, and Marinette squeezed her mother’s hands gently.  “Really.”

Sabine squeezed back, and bussed her on the forehead.  “Go on then, and thank him for looking after you.  We’re going back to bed.”

“And tell him that we expect him to come back at a decent hour, so that we can thank him, too,” her father added, draping his arm around his wife’s slight figure.

Marinette nodded, and offered them each a kiss on the cheek, before heading to her stairs.  “Goodnight,” she called back over her shoulder. 

When he reached Marinette’s balcony, Chat Noir let himself in through the skylight and began pacing as he waited for her to get home and come up to her room.  Now that he was alone, he had nothing to do but to regret letting the police bring her home, and to relive the scene he’d come across on his way to her house.  It was indelibly printed in his mind, as was the stark terror he felt.  He hadn’t been able to tell at first what was happening, and he’d feared that irreparable damage had already been done.  He strove to remain calm, as he had in the moment, but his tightly leashed emotions threatened to slip their bonds and overwhelm him utterly.

She’s ok, he reminded himself.  You got there in time.  She’s safe.

But what if he hadn’t?  What if she’d been raped?  Beaten?  What if she had been akumatized as a result of the trauma?   His breath caught, and his feet slowed to a stop.

Marinette?  Akumatized?

Everything in him rebelled at the thought, and he closed his eyes against a wave of nausea.

 It’s not going to happen.  There is no trauma.  She’s ok.  You got there in time.

He heard voices downstairs, and knew that they’d finally brought her home.  It took everything he had not to storm down there and wrap her in his arms, and damn the consequences of exposing their friendship to the public.  But he’d learned well the value of control; it was a skill his father demanded, and it served him well now.

Sadly, that control did not grant him any additional patience, and he resumed his pacing.  What the hell were they doing?  What was taking so long?

When he heard the front door slam, he spun to the trap door expectantly.   Surely, if the cops were gone, she would be up soon, right?  He heard the murmur of voices again, and then he heard her voice from right below him.  “Finally,” he breathed.  He tugged the door open, and stood directly in front of it so that she could walk into his arms as she climbed into the room.

She did precisely that, sighing happily when she felt his arms come around her.  “I’m so glad you’re here.”

“I hated letting you out of my sight.”  He tightened his hold on her, burying his face in her neck.

“I know.  But you were right: if you’d lingered after making your statement, they might have realized that we know each other.”  She sighed, and pulled from his grasp to toe her shoes off and toss her cardigan over the back of her desk chair.  “Besides, they insisted on talking to my parents, and it would have been really suspect if you had waited through that.”

“I still hated it.”  He followed her up the ladder to the loft bed, and stretched out on his back, with one arm behind his head, and the other held out invitingly.

She accepted his unspoken invitation, and lay on her side next to him, with her head resting on his shoulder.  “Me, too,” she sighed, draping her arm across his waist.

“You know, I’ve never been as scared as I was tonight,” he murmured, pulling his hand from behind his head to lay it over hers.  “Not even when Ladybug jumped into a dinosaur’s mouth.”


“I saw it happening, and was coming to help, but then I heard your voice and realized that it was you and—Marinette, what if I had been too late?  What if he had—had abused you? What if Hawk Moth—” He stopped to draw a shuddering breath, and she leaned up on her elbow to pull his face towards hers, stroking her thumb along his jaw.

“Shh, Chat, it’s okay.  You were there, he didn’t hurt me, and Hawk Moth has nothing to use against me. I’m okay.”

“I don’t think I could fight you, if you were ever akumatized.”

“Of course you could, Chaton.”  She drew her thumb over his lower lip.  “Because you wouldn’t be fighting me, you’d be saving me.”

“Fuck, Marinette, I’m sorry.”  He threaded his fingers through hers, pulled her hand from his cheek and pressed a kiss to her palm.  “You were the one attacked tonight; I ought to be comforting you.  Not the other way around.”

“You are comforting me, Chat.  I know I said I was just pissed, but…under that, I was scared, too.   I wasn’t sure that I was going to be okay, until I knew that you were there.  Even now that I know that I’m safe, I’m afraid for you to leave—”

“Then I won’t leave.  I’ll stay as long as you need me to.”


I can’t wait to start working on this thing once it warms up here more.
I’ve wanted a 50th Anniversary Edition Z31 since I got into these Z’s and finally hunted a genuine one down and brought her home.

Good stuff for 2017 👏 More to come.

No rain, No flowers (Part 2)

You had such an exhausted day at work that the thought that you had completely forgotten Harry’s birthday didn’t even occur to you. So when you hear loud music blasting through the house when you parked your car in the driveway, confusion wasn’t the only thing you were feeling. Your eyes widened when you entered and saw maybe fifty people inside your house drinking and dancing.

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Fake AH Crew Jack Pattillo is so good.

Jacklyn Pattillo who got fucking sick of getting passed over for jobs for being a woman. Jack Pattillo who found out at 16 that she could never have kids of her own because of some horrible fluke of nature. Who started going by Jack when she was around 20 cause she was sick of losing out on things and people treated her like a boy half the time anyway so why not. 

Jack Pattillo who worked as an RN for YEARS because she just wanted to help heal people. She met Geoff working Emerge when he came in at like 4 am covered in major abrasions and limping on a shattered ankle. She doesn’t ask what happened because she knows who he is, she’s done work for the LS gangs on the side for extra money, she’s heard tell of Solo Heister Geoff Ramsey and she knows someone crashed through a window at the bank downtown that night because they keep the news on in the Emerge waiting room, she knows what breaking through a second story window and hitting the ground, even at a roll, can do to you. Jack fixes him up though, puts butterfly bandages on his cheeks and nose where the cuts are smaller, and stitches shut the bigger wounds on his arms and chest. She calls the doctor on call to set his ankle, and stands by watching as he works. As Geoff leaves he slips a card into the pocket of Jack’s scrubs on the sly, it’s got a phone number, a name, and an address.

So she goes by, this is before Geoff is big time, before the Fakes have banded together, at least a year before their golden boy flies over from England, fleeing for his life, almost two before they find Ray and the Vagabond roaming the streets of Los Santos. Jack gets the job immediately. Geoff tells her he needs a partner, especially one with medical know how, he tells her he’s got a spare bedroom in his kinda shitty apartment, and he can’t pay her much yet, but he’ll get there soon, he knows it. 

Jack Pattillo, who finds most of the other Crew members, dragging them into her and Geoff’s ever growing apartments to patch up and feed. It starts with Gavin. Jack is casing a joint, she’s sweet looking and chubby, no one sees her as a possible threat. She’s about to get back into her car when she sees him stumbling down the street. Gav clearly hasn’t eaten properly in days, maybe even weeks, all his spare money went into buying a plane ticket here. Jack approaches him, her hand hovering over the back pocket of her shorts where her knife is, just in case, and she asks him if he’s alright, he looks at her like a kicked dog and she’s struck by him, by just how young he really is, he looks like he’s barely more than 17, so Jack takes him by the arm and leads him to her car. Geoff is about to blow a gasket at this random kid being brought into his house like Jack what the fuck babe? Who is this kid he could fucking kill us! And Jack gives him that look, the most protective af Mama Bear look and half-carries Gavin into their spare bedroom and sits him down, she cleans him up and gives him one of Geoff’s tank tops left over from when he was in the army to put on instead of his grimy bloody t-shirt. She patches up the little cuts and sets a few gnarled broken fingers after rebreaking them with as much care as possible. She bustles, and that’s the only way to describe how she moves when she’s focused, out into the kitchen and makes some broth for Gav with some small frozen veggies and a bit of shredded chicken, and feeds it to him until he croaks out that he can’t eat anymore, and then she tucks him up in the bed and sets a glass of water on the bedside table and a note letting him know where things in the apartment are. (Geoff never realized before that night just how much he loved and treasured Jack.)
She finds Michael not long after, an angry boy, running away from his New Jersey Mob family, a trans boy, too fucked up in his father’s eyes to get to stay around so he hopped ship to Los Santos in the middle of the night, enough money for gas and some shitty rest stop snacks, but he makes it, and hears whispers of the Gang Nurse Jack Pattillo on the streets, and prays she can help him get on T. He seeks her out, learning her favourite haunts from people on the street, and approaches her. She can tell he wants help before he even asks, so she asks him his name, where he’s from, doesn’t question when the feminine face tells her his name is Michael, calls Geoff in advance telling him not to be a dick when they get there, tells him she found another kid, she gets a fond groan and a promise to behave. She gets Michael on T within the week, books him into a therapy appointment not long after, just in case. 
Jack Pattillo who’s starting to become a Mom anyway. 

Ray and the Vagabond come next, she finds them on the same day, Ray first, then Ryan. She picks Ray up because she notices the blood on his face, and the blood seeping through his sweater sleeve where he was branded for trying to leave another gang. She pulls him in and takes him home. Patches him up, cleans up the brand, tells him that if he takes good care of it it’ll heal alright, and Geoff knows a guy that can do a mean cover up tattoo, and she leaves him with her other boys to go do another “Door Step Check” (Geoff called them that after they got Gav, Jack was like the women running an orphanage, taking in the children left behind). Sure enough she finds Ryan, half-way dead and all the way traumatised from his own last gang. She and Geoff are in the process of moving to another bigger place, she takes Ryan there, patches him up as best she can, makes him some food and gets him to eat it, shows the Vagabond the first real love he’s gotten since he left his mom back in Georgia. She stays with him in the quiet of the new place for a few days, nursing him back to half strength, and very quiet tales of what he left behind (a vow in the back of her head to get Geoff to deal with those fuckers), and she slowly starts integrating the others in, first Geoff and Ray, because each is so calm on a whole, then Michael and Gavin last, because as much as she loves her boys the two of them together are a hurricane force. Ryan loosens up as the house comes to life, talks a little more, eats much more. One afternoon he asks Jack if she can take him into a garden center to pick something out for his room, and that’s when she knows for certain he’ll be okay. 
Then she found Jeremy, on the run, scared for his life, leaving behind bad jobs and an even worse childhood. She finds his shivering under a thin coat one night in mid-January, it might not get freezing in LS but it gets cold enough. She offers him a bed and some hot food and he jumps at it, she helps him up into the penthouse, another stray for her mismatched family. With a goodnight’s sleep, a shower and some food Jeremy is holding his own with Gavin’s energy in no time flat.

Jeremy’s the first one that calls her mom. It was late a few weeks after she brought him home, her little family finally feeling really complete, she’s sitting up with Geoff, cuddling on the couch watching some nonsense on TV, when she hears distressed noises from Jeremy’s room, she disentangles herself and makes a beeline for his door, letting herself in quietly. She moves slowly and carefully to the bed, where Jeremy is sitting straight up, sweating and crying. Jack sits next to him and pulls him into her arms so his head rests over her heart, and she just comforts him, mumbling gentle words of reassurance to him until he’s calm enough to breathe easy. And Jeremy gives her a watery smile and tells her she’s the best mom in the world, and hugs her as tight as he can, and if she cried happy tears into Geoff’s shoulder that night when they went to bed he won’t tell. The other Lads take up the affectation in no time, Gav wondering why he never thought of it in the first place, but after that he changes her contact in his phone to Mum and when the Lads give her gifts at Christmas they’re always addressed to ‘Mom’ or ‘Queen Mum’ because Gavin thinks she’s the Queen of all Moms. Ryan never picks it up, since they’re closer in age, but starts calling her Jacky like Geoff does, and always gives her a bouquet of Peonies on Mother’s day to recognize her status as Mom of Four.

Jack never thought she’d have a family of her own, and now she has four adopted sons, a goofy husband, and the brother she never thought she’d have. And she loves all of them more than anything

Sneaking//Chapter 2

Kim Mingyu

Chapter 1| Chapter 2| Chapter 3| Chapter 4

Category: Smut, Fluff

 {Word Count: 1.6k}

Description: When your parents turn out the lights, that’s when Mingyu visits. Your secret relationship is risky because your father has a burning hate for boys, especially Kim Mingyu, your next door neighbour and because of your arranged relationship with Choi Seungcheol.

Originally posted by 7teans

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700 Followers Celebration!

Okay, so while I was busy reaching my nano word count, I hit the 700 follower milestone.  So, to celebrate, I decided to go ahead and give you guys a sneak peek at SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT (the larch)

Okay, not completely different.  It’s still Tomarry.  But it’s not from any of the other wips I’ve ever posted.  It was something I originally intended to be a oneshot holiday fic of some sort, but I never finished it.  So, have 1k of Harry freaking out about introducing Tom to his parents.

Harry took a deep breath, gripping the hand of the man sitting beside him and trying to keep himself calm.  His leg bounced up and down while he used his teeth to worry a loose piece of skin on his bottom lip.

The hand that he had wrapped in his own somehow managed to escape his grip and made it’s way to the leg in question, pressing down firmly on Harry’s thigh.

“Harry,” the man driving the car said, “Calm down.”

Harry didn’t bother biting back a slightly strangled chuckle.

“Calm down?  How the hell can I you ask me to calm down?” Harry said, hoping his voice wasn’t as strained as it sounded to his own ears.  “You don’t understand.  You haven’t met my family.”

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Next Step

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Pairing: Scott McCall x Reader

Warning: N/A

Writer: @imaginesofeveryfandom aka @thequeenofthehobbits

Summary/Request: Requested by @fiercefray: adopting a pet with Scott as the next step in your relationship (One shot)

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