Elrond Is Such A Little Shit. Reveling In The Fact That Disa Didn't Believe Durin's Story About How They

Jack Crusher x Sidney La Forge

The turbo lift scene if it had gone the way I wanted it to. There is seriously a lack of Sidney and Jack content out there, and it's criminal. I just love the chemistry between the two. So here is my attempt at conveying that chemistry.

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The ride was rather quiet, considering there were six other people in the turbo lift. As soon as they got to the next level, they all got out, Sidney could hear the announcement from another crew member talking about the logs. She was, however, more focused on the fact that she was now alone in the turbolift with the infamous Jack Crusher. He is handsome, she had to admit, but he was also dangerous, especially given the recent situations they've found themselves in.

Jack cleared his throat next to her, "So...what are your quarters like? Nice?" He asked, watching her intently.

Sidney scoffed, "No. I'm an ensign. They're standard quarters. They're small, very small." She looked at him, and she saw that mischievous, boyish grin he wore whenever he was about to say something less than appropriate.

Jack continued to watch her for a second before saying, "Well...cause you know half the ship's empty. Well, I've found myself a cracking little suite. I'd love to uh, hang out sometime if you're - or not, that's fine. " He broke as she looked at him with a questioning gaze before looking ahead of her. Jack couldn't help but stare at her, slightly unsure of himself as he was talking. What exactly was he asking? To hang out? Really, is that the best he could do? He certainly wanted more than to just 'hang out'. His mind began to drift to how pretty Sidney was, her hair always tied perfectly, her curious eyes watching everyone and everything around her, the way she looked at him as though he was a mystery she was trying to unravel. Everything about her drew him in more and more. Lost in thought, he didn't realise he was staring at her for a long time until something strange started happening.

"Is he flirting? Those eyes..." She inhaled deeply at that, like she couldn't believe how beautiful his eyes were. "He is charming...at least be subtle first...touch my hand or..." She broke off the sentence in her own mind.

Jack could hear all of this, hear it all in his own mind. He couldn't quite believe that he was hearing it. He hadn't been sure if she felt the same as he did... until now. As he listened to her mind, he looked her up and down, taking everything in. The way her uniform fit perfectly, the way she held herself, and how beautiful she was. As soon as she confessed that she wanted him to touch her hand, he made up his mind about what to do next. Jack immediately looked down at her hand and slowly inched closer, moving his hand until it gently touched hers.

Sidney's eyes shot to where both their hands were now touching. The shock and confusion were evident on her face, but there was also a hint of joy. She stared at him for a second before asking, "Why did you do that?"

Jacked just stared at her, the whispering of Sidney's thoughts echoing in his mind. "How did he know to touch my hand?" This one statement stuck with him. He had to close this off, he had to stop it before he lost the chance to do the one thing he had been wanting to do for a while now.

So he ignored all of this, ignored the whisperings of her mind, ignored the sounds and voices he was hearing, and slowly, they were drowned out.

Jack didn't respond to Sidneys previous question. Instead, he moved his fingers to chin and gently grasped it as he leaned in, pressing his lips to hers. He could surprise her, but after a second or two, she started to kiss him back. Before long, their lips were moving in rhythm, her fingers carefully threaded through his hair, and she almost melted on the spot at how soft his hair was. Her lips were soft against as, she tasted rather sweet, he sighed at how perfect this was.

Sidney deepend the kiss, and Jack's hands moved again, one going to her waist and holding her closer to him and the other going to her neck. He slowly pushed he backwards until her back hit the wall of the turbolift. He tilted his head sightly to get better access to her mouth as she moaned into the kiss, an action which made Jack smirk against her lips.

He was very quickly realising the effect he had on her, and he was going to make sure she knew exactly how he felt about her.

ELENDIL and GALADRIEL THE RINGS OF POWER 1.03 |‘Adar’

Thessaly (Part 14)

Pairing: Tom Sturridge x Reader

Warning: Large Age Gap, Absolute Smut Fest

Summary: You are a young actress who was casted for the part of Thessaly in Season Two of the Sandman. 

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The last day on set…

On your last day on set, a meeting was called between the directors, financiers, and the studio’s HR department. Tom, too, had to attend the meeting and, whilst he was somewhat nervous about it, Neil had reassured him that everything was going to be fine. In his eyes, he had done nothing wrong.

“We want him off the show” James’s mother said fairly much as soon as Tom and Neil entered the room, causing Neil to laugh.

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Robert Aramayo as ᴇʟʀᴏɴᴅ (S01.E05 • dir. Wayne Yip • 2022)

Honeybun🍯☕️

Note: this is pretty much my second attempt at writing fanfiction. I'm rather new to it! But I hope you enjoy!

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In the midst of a gorgeous summer day, birds sang their hearts out as the sun blasted through the trees, creating shadows everywhere it shone. It was your day off from work, so you decided to take advantage of it. At first, you were just planning to sit inside and read for a while. However, the sunny weather prompted you to go for a walk. With your bag and wallet in hand, you leave without a specific destination in mind... simply somewhere else.

You turn right after locking your door, knowing that part of town will be quieter. After strolling down the street for approximately ten minutes, the unmistakable aroma of freshly brewed coffee reached your nostrils. Maybe I could use some coffee, you thought to yourself. As you followed the delightful scent, you found yourself at Coffee Bloom, a quaint cafe. As it was very busy in the morning, you decided not to bother getting coffee from the local shop near your apartment. Coffee Bloom's coffee had always intrigued you, but you hadn't had the chance to try it.

Upon entering, you are captivated by the surroundings. The cafe has a gorgeous interior. The walls were decorated with Renaissance paintings and bookshelves with genres from floor to ceiling. There were also garlands wrapped around the railings. The menu, oh, the menu sounds amazing. "Could I have a...honey latte with some caramel syrup?" You asked, grabbing your wallet to pay for it.

Drinking your coffee happily, you leave the cafe and continue walking. A man in all black catches your eye, and you know who he is immediately. The hazy glow of summer makes him stand out like a sore thumb.

While waving happily towards your endless boyfriend, you call out, "Dream!". Despite a slight head tilt, he stood motionless as he watched you curiously. No matter how many times he meets with you, you are never without a cup of coffee or tea. A daily routine you follow subconsciously, which he finds endearing. You even drink coffee when you dream. Your first question, every time you see him, is whether he would like to try your coffee. He declines every time since he does not need liquids or food like mortals. It's different this time around.

As you held the cup out to him, you exclaimed, "Dream! I just got this incredible honey latte, and my god, it's incredible! You must try it!" No matter how many times he says no when you meet, you can't help but ask. As time went on, it became routine. Though you know what he will say, you like knowing you gave him the choice. You definitely could not ask for a better boyfriend than this endless one. It is not uncommon for him to hold your hand and bring you close to him, even if he is not a big fan of public affection. He enjoys hearing you talk about your day, particularly when something exciting happens and you are practically bouncing as you tell him about it.

A smile cannot help but spread across Dream's face. As he reaches for the cup you're holding and takes a sip of the beverage, he says, "Alright, I'll try this honey latte since you seem particularly eager for me to do so." Despite your desire to make a joke, you decide against it. "Hm..it's not..unpleasant." He replies, taking another sip...and then another. As he hands it back to you, he says, "It's quite delicious, though perhaps a touch too sweet for my liking."

Before you could even stop yourself, you said, "Not as sweet as you, honeybuns." Your cheeks flushed red the moment you said it. There's no doubt that it sounds better in your head than in practice. As for Dream, he finds the whole thing quite adorable and amusing.

As he placed one finger under your chin and forced you to look at him, he whispered, "Never change my love...never change." His lips met yours in a sweet kiss. His lips taste of honey and coffee, making you sigh when you kiss him. It's moments like this that make you feel truly at peace, wrapped in the arms of your boyfriend.

Upon breaking the kiss, you interlace your fingers with his as you inquire, "So...how did you know I was here?" Both of you continue to walk as the conversation continues. "Was it Matthew? I bet it was Matthew. You know he once nearly made me break a plate because he suddenly flew through my window and spoke, scared me half shitless." A smile spreads across your face as you recall the incident.

Dream chuckles, a sound you will never tire of hearing. "Although he is incapable of sitting quietly for more than a minute, he does have a talent for lurking." He says. "To answer your question, yes Matthew saw you walking around and I thought I would join you. It has been some time since I was able to do so, I'm afraid the Dreaming has had quite a few problems lately." He says. Noticing the worry in your features he quickly adds, "It has all been solved now, no need to worry my love. I know how attached you are to my realm, if anything were to happen to it you would very much be the first to know." He kisses your forehead. Your love for his realm makes his heart swell with adoration. You have spent countless nights watching him create new nightmares and dreams, listening intently and with endless fascination as he explains their purpose and why he hhe createdm. Seeing how much you care about him, the Dreaming, and the creations in this realm makes him happy.

"I love you, honeybuns." He quietly says, watching you giggle at the word he repeated from your previous conversation.

Downing the rest of your latte, you pull him closer to you. "I love you too, Dream." And with that, you lean in to kiss him once again.

I have no words.

the forensics & criminology students

forming theories about well-known cold cases

listening to your favorite true crime podcasts

a stack of mystery novels by your bed

searching for patterns and connections that others might have missed

photographs pinned to your bulletin board with notes written in sharpie

thick case files

a fascination with the human potential for good and evil

books on psychology, anatomy, and law stacked on your desk

studying the sources of human behavior

meticulously collecting samples for analysis

laughing at the inaccuracies in crime dramas, but watching them anyway

a delicate touch, lifting fingerprints and fiber samples without disturbing the crime scene

the steady hum of lab machinery

debating various theories on why people act how they do

safety goggles and crisp latex gloves

memorizing the details of famous murder cases

combing through databases and CCTV footage for information that might be useful

analyzing the sociopolitical aspects of crime

a notepad and pen tucked into the pocket of your coat

the high wail of sirens in the distance

learning to perform accurate psychological assessments

rewatching interviews, looking for inconsistencies that might inspire further investigation

a desire to understand people

newspaper clippings, bold headlines in black and white

THE RINGS OF POWER 1.05 | ‘Partings"

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