#Puppy school sydney

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[incorrectbatfam]

You're in Gotham. A bunch of petty robbers are holding up the bank. You're huddled under the counter, sipping the iced coffee your work bestie had brought you.

You're in Gotham. The subway tunnel just blew up. The conductor cracks jokes as he takes you through the detour and you share your jacket with the woman next to you.

You're in Gotham. Carnivorous plants cover the road leading to the dentist's office. You glance at the car next to you and see a puppy sticking its head out the window.

You're in Gotham. The wind carries a cloud of deadly toxins downtown. You're baking chocolate chip cookies while your kids play in the living room.

You're in Gotham. Classes are delayed because of an extraterrestrial threat. You take the extra time in the morning to chat with your neighbor about the upcoming holiday.

You're in Gotham. The Wayne family is plastered all over the tabloids again. Your dad turns the page and asks you for a seven-letter word describing fruits and vegetables.

You're in Gotham. Except you're not. You're in London and you're waiting to pick your sister up from school. You're in Manila and your cat just had kittens. You're in Lagos and your brothers are helping you move into your new apartment. You're in São Paulo and your crush just texted you back. You're in Istanbul and you just discovered your new favorite sandwich. You're in Mumbai and your cousin calls you to fangirl over a band. You're in Sydney and you just got your driver's license. You're in Boston and you're writing this because it's what you need in this moment.

You're at the end of the post. You realize it was never about comics at all.

[violentdelightsandviolentends]

smut for carmen berzatto with “i don’t deserve you?” please and thank you xo

Carmen.

6. "You're my best friend." + 14. "I don't deserve you."

Author's Note - this is a drabble written as part of my 500 Followers Celebration!! find that post here if you're interested. combined 2 requests here - thank you sweet anons!! adore adore adore mr berzatto x

Pairing - Carmen Berzatto x Female Reader

Age Rating - 18+

Warnings - smut!! + cursing, angry carmen

Word Count - 950

Masterlist. 500 Follower Celebration Masterlist.

Admittedly, he's easier to overwhelm than he should be.

The smallest thing goes wrong, and all of a sudden he's spiralling. He panics, and he takes it out on whoever is closest.

Today is no different.

You're wiping down tables out front when you hear him yelling. He's cursing, screaming at his kitchen staff. He's got that sharp edge in his tone, so you know it must be bad.

You drop your cloth and stride towards the back of the restaurant, determined to see what all the fuss is about. You're met with the sight of 4 terrified chefs and Carmen, stood in the middle of the kitchen, shouting at Sydney.

"Are you incompetent, chef? Are you?"

Sydney doesn't often flinch, but even she looks scared this time. She doesn't answer, and it angers him further. He goes to insult her again, but your voice cuts through the room.

"Carmen!"

Everyone stops to look at you. You're notoriously calm, the most collected person in the establishment. If you're yelling, it must be serious.

Carmy locks eyes with you, and you see the immediate regret written all over his face.

"Okay, everyone go home," you demand. No one protests, all of them filing out silently. When they're gone, you speak again.

"What the hell was that?"

When he doesn't answer, you take a step closer to him.

"Carmen, you can't scream at your staff every time something goes wrong. If you're not careful, you're gonna end up running this place by yourself."

He's looking at you with his puppy dog eyes, running his hands through his hair repeatedly. You can see he's clearly struggling with something internally.

"Hey, hey. What's wrong?"

"Nothing," he replies too quickly. "I'm fine."

"Carmen, you're my best friend. I've known you since elementary school - I can read you like a book," you laugh. "Just be honest with me. What's wrong?"

"I just -" he sighs, and starts again. "I think I'm doing all of this wrong."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm trying to do everything the way my brother did it, and it isn't working."

He leans back against the counter, stress plaguing his shoulders.

"You kind of just solved your own problem," you explain, stepping forward so you're practically standing in between his legs. "You're trying to do everything the way your brother did it. But you're not him. You're Carmen."

"No one calls me Carmen but you," he chuckles.

"That's because you're my Carmen. No one else's," you wink.

He smiles at you and your heart skips a beat.

You lean forward and press your forehead to his, exhaling when you feel the tension leave his muscles temporarily.

"I don't deserve you," he whispers.

You pull back and cradle his face in your hands, looking at him intently.

"Deserve or not, you have me," you reassure. "You have me. I'm not going anywhere."

Carmy surges forward and smashes his lips against yours. You gasp in shock, and he takes the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth, hands going to your hips to hold you to him.

This isn't the first time the two of you have kissed. In high school, you'd kiss at parties, occasionally makeout in his car, that one time after prom. But this is different. This kiss is charged.

You're tangling your fingers in his hair while he's grabbing at your ass, trying to pull you as close as he can. You break away for air and he kisses your neck, nipping and sucking as he goes.

"Not here, Carmen," you pant. "Office. Office, Carmen."

He picks you up around your middle and carries you, laughing when you squeal loudly, kicking your feet. As soon as you're through the office door, he's crowding you against the wall, desperately attempting to get your chefs jacket off. His fingers are shaking with want, and he's struggling with the buttons.

"Forget about me," you mutter against this lips. "This is about you. Call it stress relief."

You wink before dropping to your knees in front of him. He throws his head back at the sight, overwhelmed.

You untie his trousers and pull them down, pulling him out of his underwear. He's hot and hard and heavy in your hand, and you're realising you've thought about this more times than you'd care to admit.

"Let me take care of you, Carmen," you whisper, before taking him in your mouth.

You set a steady pace, head bobbing and hand moving in tandem. He's groaning, practically writhing, clearly trying not to move his hips.

"Don't hold back on me now," you say sternly, looking up at him with tear stained cheeks. He thinks you've never looked prettier.

"I don't - are you sure? I just - I need to -"

You cut him off by taking him back in your mouth, one hand gripping at the flesh of his thigh. He slowly starts to move his hips, gently and carefully. After a while, he learns your limits, and begins to thrust a little harder.

"Yeah, baby - fuck," he groans. "Just like that. Shit-"

You can tell he's close when his hips begin to stutter. One of his hands moves to grip your hair, and you moan when he tugs. The vibrations of the sound are his undoing, and he spills into your mouth, shuddering and groaning.

"Fuck, I don't deserve you," he mutters, pulling you up so he can slip his tongue past your lips to taste himself.

"Deserve or not, you have me," you echo from earlier. He laughs, and it's like you can see the tension melting from his body.

"My Carmen," you whisper against his lips. "My Carmen."

[digenerate-trash]

Yandere Teachers!!! (who are also freaks) 

Sirris

Sirris is the cool teacherTM but that's only because he's hiding the fact that he's a freak from everyone. 

he's got a regular hook-up with some random once a month he pays them to film them having sex for his sex ed classes. But since he's met you he's stopped that. Now he only wants to make amateur porn with one person now and he's going to do it one way or another

Will drug you. Says it's for pain but he's just a big fan of seeing you drooling with your eyes rolled back. 

Tones of pictures. Never of your face. He doesn't want any evidence against him.

Very adamant that your relationship (if you can call it that) stays hidden. Never even touches you on school property. 

Would absolutely fist-fight Leighton in the parking lot if he found out about anything that freak does to you. 

Very adamant that you and Sydney get along. If you don't get along he's first going to try and convince Sydney to change to fit you better and if that doesn't work he's going to force you to change to get along with Sydney.

Obsessed with ass. I can't explain it. 

Very clean. 

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Mason

Mason is pretty gentle and because of that, he's not too forward with you. 

it's a lot of staring though. Like to much

At school, he's very interested in only school topics. But at the lake, he's more interested in talking to you. 

Man loves his exercise and wants you to do it too. Wants to keep you healthy. 

Mans is a big puppy. 

He will try and get his scent onto you, especially after swimming lessons. 

He refrains from touching you a lot because even the feeling of you is enough to get him going. 

Absolutely will fuck you at the lake and nowhere else. it's where he feels the most safe

Mason’s fucking is always very rough and brutal. You covered in marks bites scratches and hickeys

Will take you for coffee afterward and apologize for being too rough. He just gets carried away too easily. 

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River

Dude has no boundaries when he comes to terms that he's obsessed with you. 

He finally has the guts to get Whitney suspended when he sees the bully's hands on you. It wasn't easy but he did it. 

Still believes in using a ruler as punishment but quickly stops when you moan. 

Chasity belt chafes his dick every time it gets too close to him. 

He never wants to defile you. Wants to believe that you are a precious little virgin that has never touched anyone. 

he's happy when you show up to help at the soup kitchen. But now he has to protect you here as well. 

Will hit other staff with anything he's got close by if he catches them staring. 

No one dares hit him back when he's doing the same thing. 

Man is so pent-up. Even god is placing bets on when he's going to ditch his vow to wreck you. 

Winter 

Very old-fashioned. Wants a traditional wife/spouse to dote on and care for. Thinks you are the perfect person for that life no matter what you are actually like. 

Constantly keeping you after class. He keeps telling you that your grades are slipping no matter how hard you try you can't seem to fix it. 

Absolutely offers a “favors” for “favors” deal. 

Even if you refuse you getting bent over his desk and fucked. Dude is like a man possessed and then when he's done he kicks you out. 

This can happen several days a week he's started putting up a “back in 20” sign up when you walk in. 

Sadistic streek. 

Loves having you visit the museum. There's always something new for you to try out. 

Big bondage fan. Adores what you look like in ropes. The pillory. Ect. basically, whenever you're helpless he gets stupid hard. 

he's gonna fuck you in all of his little replica contraptions. don't fight it. 

If you do though get ready for him to literally whip you. 

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Doren (Written by @degrees-of-fuck please give them lots of love they were very nice to help me with this!!!)

Big Warped Protectiveness vibes I think, paired with a short fuse and a tendency to go a bit fuckoff wild when the line is crossed. Doren’s like this at the best of times but Yandoren is gonna need to be held back from all these assault charges calling for him.

Wants you to like and trust him!! He has your best interests at heart! He’ll keep you safe from this world! And also maybe enable you a little. I don’t think he quite consciously puts together what he’s doing when he as your teacher is positioning himself as your friendly protector who always has space for you in his home for these reasons. It’s fine when he does it because he’s not a bad person and he doesn’t want to hurt you! Not grooming, nuh-uh. Regardless, I think he’d prefer it if any involvement between the two of you had technically been your idea…

Yandoren Could maaaaaybe be tempted to spend just a little more time at home by you visiting him often enough, but I mostly imagine him coming up with excuses to invite you along to… Whatever it is he does, when it’s possible - so he doesn’t have to worry about what could be happening to you out there or about you showing up to class covered in others’ fluids again.

If yall fuckin, you NEED to be like, physically ‘on top’ or your ass is getting SMOTHERED. 

Goes the fuck off on roleplaying and dirty talk probably. Let him have his sex soliloquy he NEEDS IT. I’m not sure it can be prevented.

I have an image in my head of him doing a soliloquy that gets increasingly frantic before he just fucking goes apeshit on you. IS he a werewolf? I dunno. But it’s times like this when the rumor comes to mind.

Tight protective bear hugs, that can get GENUINELY QUITE PAINFUL depending on his mood.

I have an image of him fucking prowling the schoolyard to keep an eye on you. Freak.

This story probably ends with him getting done for assault or manslaughter ngl. Maybe you can go on the lam together. Romantic! :)))

[angrelysimpping]

if i made it in time to request… may i ask for LIs reacting to a super badass pc who constantly gets into fights and isn’t good at socializing but once around LI is super docile and soft like a lovesick puppy?

Contents: Alex, Avery, Eden, Kylar, Robin, Sydney, Whitney (they/them); Reader (you/your); mentions of public sex in Whitney's section; mentions of blood and fighting but nothing too explicit

Words: ~ 300 each

Alex

Does not realize for the longest time. 

They think you're just the sweetest. 

Always hanging around you on the farm, making sure nothing happens.  

Tosses a bail of hay at you cause they just can't help it. They wanna see you squirming and pinned, needing their help. 

But you surprise them, taking care of yourself. 

That doesn't tip Alex off, though. 

Not even when they catch you jumping the fence, taking a solid swing at that one pervert who likes to catcall Alex as they work, lets Alex in on how much of a scrapper you are. 

Why would it? 

You're always so sweet with them. Always making them tea, sitting in their lap, getting pinned under Alex's weight in bed. If that pervert pushed you to your limit, they must have really been out of line. 

Then come the raids. 

And Alex sees a pack of Remy’s goons scatter at the mere sight of you.

And they can see it. All at once, they understand. 

Maybe it's the way you stand, silhouetted against the security lights. Maybe it's the cock of your head or the twitch in your hand as they form into fists. 

And Alex falters. 

Have you been hiding this from them? The fact that, well, that you're not just some soft townie?

Those thoughts, fears, of you lying to them dissipate as the night winds down, and Remy's goons are sent packing. 

Before Alex even gets the chance to question you about it, you're tugging them into bed, curling into their side.

And the tightness in their chest relaxes, melting against you. 

So, you've still got a few surprises in you, huh? That's fine. You're still Alex's partner, and they're yours. 

Honestly, they never realize you’re bad at socializing. Standoffish while meeting their family? Yeah, that’s understandable. Have a hard time talking to customers on the farm? Well, that’s Alex’s job anyway. 

Avery  

Avery took a gamble on you, really.

You were just so nice to look at, would look so pretty on their arm at events.

And then the way you looked at them, all dopy-eyed. A lovesick pup ready to do anything Avery asked of you. Yeah, Avery can work with that. 

Of course, your shit social skills are a minus. A really big minus. But, as long as you cling to Avery’s arm and look good, gaze at them like they hang the stars in the sky, then they can live with you not being the best socialite in the world. 

They will try to get you into etiquette classes though, trying to make you even more valuable to them. 

They find out you get into fights quick, idling in their car near the school one afternoon only to see you getting into a fistfight with someone who tried to grope you.

On one hand, Avery’s pissed. The last thing they need is their name tied to some delinquent. Also, what with your apparent prowess in fighting, there’s little to no chance Avery can ever put you in your place if you step out of line. It makes their rage simmer under their skin, knowing they can’t physically push you around.

On the other hand, you stomp that groper into the ground and then climb into Avery’s car and give them that same adoring look you always do. It’s hard to stay mad at you when you look at them like that. It’s a little soothing, really, you looking so soft and submissive, full of adoration. You wouldn’t fight back against them if they got rough with you, would you? No, Avery doesn’t think so. 

Chides you, wiping away a stray droplet of blood, telling you not to get into too many fights. It could reflect negatively upon them, after all. 

Will get upset with you if you ever show up to one of their dates with the evidence of a recent fight, be it something as large as a broken limb or as small as a bruised cheek.

Eden

Honestly, this is Eden’s ideal. 

Cute house spouse who does whatever they want? Follows after Eden like a puppy following its master? What’s even better is that you’ve always been like this, submitting to Eden’s whims right from that first meeting. 

Perfect, perfect little pet for them.

You take on your role so readily, following their every order, it’s really like you were made for them.

Of course, nothing in Eden’s life can actually be perfect. You have to go back to town, back to school.

But then you trot back into the forest every afternoon and lay on Eden’s bed, eagerly waiting to fulfill your spousal duties. 

It’d be great if you weren’t late getting home one evening.

If Edne didn’t have to stalk into town, looking for you.

To find you, surrounded by a group of perverts. 

It makes Eden’s blood boil, makes them want to forbid you from ever stepping foot back into town. You’re their’s, Eden’s. You’re too soft for town, without their protection.

And then you kill those thoughts, sending the gang running all by yourself.

It’s a bit of a shock to Eden, really. Almost a betrayal. This whole time, you could fight Eden off if you wanted to. It’s one of the few things they feel confident in, their strength. You’re able to fight off a whole group on your own? Yeah, no, that gets under their skin. 

But then you light up at seeing them, wrap your arms around their waist and apologize for making them worry, for making them come into town looking for you. 

Their collar is still around your throat, their scent still clinging to your skin, and that quells Eden’s anger and paranoia.

Gruffly says something about going back to the cabin, jumping slightly when you take their large hand in yours as you walk with them back to the cabin, back home.

Might never find out that you’re bad at socializing, but boy do they love it. You’re bad at socializing? Good, stay in the forest where you don’t have to try to bullshit your way through social interactions. Can’t make any friends? Good, Eden is all you need, anyway. 

Kylar

Oh, nothing is a surprise to Kylar, not when it comes to you. 

Kylar knows you’re a badass, that you’re always getting into fights and winning. If they’re honest, it actually turns them on a little, seeing you bloody people who try to grope you, knowing that you can protect yourself. 

Sure, Kylar wants to protect you, but knowing you’ll get violent if some pervert tries to grope you? It sets butterflies off in their stomach. 

Double so if you ever swoop in to stop someone getting rough with Kylar. Seeing you defend them has them pressed against you, mumbling about going somewhere private.

Though, they also hate seeing you in fights at all. They don’t like that there's the potential of you getting hurt. 

As for socializing, they’re thrilled! They’re also bad at socializing! You’re just like them! Also, it means they won’t have to fight for your attention, will they? Or, at least not as much if you were a social butterfly.

And then they adore how you act around them. All sweet and soft and docile. A side only they get to see, right?

Really, Kylar is going to match your energy, two lovesick puppies following after each other. 

Ready to threaten anyone who comes near you, naturally, even if you can defend yourself. 

Robin

You’ve always been so sweet to Robin. All these years in the orphanage together, you’ve always been kind to them. 

Then, their feelings towards you start shifting, becoming more romantic. They’re nervous as hell leaving their confession for you to find but then you’re kissing them in their room and they know they made the right choice. 

They love it, they love having you by their side constantly, that you’re an endlessly sweet person in this screwed-up town. 

So, it comes as a massive shock when they see you deck Bailey.

Not only that, but you drive the caretaker off, refusing to pay the money the caretaker demands of all the of age orphans. 

Have you…have you been able to do stuff like this the whole time? Have you been doing stuff like this? Fighting people? 

Robin’s never been one to gossip, they never realized you were the subject of so many fights around the school. 

But, well, it makes sense now why you were always covered in scrapes and bruises. Why Robin had to act as your personal nurse every now and then. 

They wish you wouldn’t get into so many fights but, well, they can understand when it’s someone like Bailey or Whitney. 

Just promise them that you’ll always come to them if you get hurt, alright?

Picks up on how bad you are at socializing and just rolls with it. They won’t ask you to do anything outside your comfort zone if you’re helping them with their drink stalls. They don’t mind that you’re bad at talking to other people, they find it kinda cute, actually. You’re all badass and great at fighting but then you trip over your own words and look at them like a lost puppy. They love it, they love you.

Sydney

Sydney has heard a few things about you.

They’re no gossip, but students talk far too loudly in the library. Even after Sydney tells them to quiet down, they still hear about how you wiped the floor with someone who tried to sneak a hand down your pants in the hall or sent someone to the nurse because they groped your chest.

On one hand, they don’t think violence is the answer, but, well, they can kind of understand when it comes to perverts trying to assault you.

They also hear things from Sirris, stories about having to give you detention for fighting with classmates during lectures.

That they don’t understand. It never occurs to them that you might be defending yourself in those cases as well, not until after they’ve met you at least. 

Your poor socialization skills are, well, it’s not completely lost on Sydney how bad you are at socializing. It’s just, they’re not great at socializing with their peers either. They don’t have many friends their own age thanks to their temple vows and being a teacher’s kid. So, it doesn’t really bother them. It’s actually a little endearing, your awkwardness. Makes them feel a little more comfortable around you, actually.

Then, when you’re actually in a relationship together? When you follow after them, lovestruck and puppy-like? They love it. Makes their heart all fluttery.

The more corrupt they are, the more they encourage you to fight anyone who tries to touch you. The purer they are, the more they wish for you to forgive them and move on.

Whitney

This is also Whitney’s ideal. 

Cute slut who does whatever they want and follows after them like the bitch they are. Yeah, that’s exactly what Whitney wants. 

Being shit at talking to people and making friends is a bonus. No one to try to get you to see the light and leave them, no one for you to hang out with except for them. They love it. 

Bullies you for it, of course, but they love it. They can have you all to themself and not have to worry about shit, it’s great.

When they find out that you’re a badass? That you could take them in a fight easily but choose not to? Ego boost.

Yeah, you just sent a group of full-grown adults running, you probably even sent one of them to the hospital. Then, Whitney gives you a look and you’re on your knees in an instant. How could they not feel like a fucking god when you’re doing shit like that?

They become insufferable after finding out you’d fight anyone and probably win. Especially if they can use it to their own advantage.

Also loves having you do something badass only to dom you after. There’s someone else’s blood on your face and you’re on your knees, looking up at them, ready to give them head. It becomes one of their favorite things in the world.

[thatrandomidiot182]

GUYYSSSS GUYSSSS HEAR ME OUT...

HOTD Scream au!

Aegon and Aemond are Ghostface, as that's the thought that started all of this...

Aegon would obviously be the Stu of the duo, treating it like a game and being overly enthusiastic and such. He'd get really frustrated with Aemond though for always being on his ass about being clean and careful, and I can see that causing problems for the duo in the future...

Anyway, Aemond would be Billy. Now, obviously, he's not as charming as Billy, but he's equally as conniving and has one hell of a poker face so I can see it. Despite him being the #1 suspect when it came out that the murderer was a student, because of his school shooter vibes, he somehow managed to talk his way around it.

Sweet little Helaena is the more relaxed, less social Tatum, who, although NOT dating her brother, is equally as close with him. Aegon treats her like one would a puppy, constantly doting on her and gushing about his cute baby sister.

Yeah, sister complex is real with that one.

Jace would be this au's version of Dewey, although he's not an officer, just the son of one (Harwin). Honestly, he's just a nosey high-school student who has far too much free time and unlimited access to the towns crime records. Once the Ghostface murders started happening he jumped on the chance to investigate and began snooping around the school, somehow not at all including his uncles in his list of suspects... (low-key stiles stilinski vibes)

Luke is Randy. Enough said lol. He's the one who convinced Jace to start looking into the case himself bc Harwin wouldn't listen to his horror movie nerd ramblings that he claimed were 'leads.'

Now, as for Sydney, I think the most fitting character for her would be Rhaena. Not only is she dating Luke (Corlys + Rhaenys, Vis and Daemon were all just super close friends, not actually related) which could cause a reverse Billy + Sydney and Randy situation, but she's also smart and a little youthfully naive, so she'd be more susceptible to believing Aemond and Aegons lies... I can see her being final girl.

Baela is Gale. It just makes sense. She's stubborn, strong, and badass and would absolutely work with Jace to uncover the Ghostface in order to post the story in the school newspaper and make her debut as a real reporter.

Just wanted to share my brainrot <3

[fnlbeautifca]

the other day i was thinking about how cute it would be if all the Lis personalities swapped around

i figured:

kylar personality -> whitney

sydney personality -> alex

robin personality -> eden

whitney personality -> robin

eden personality -> sydney

avery personality -> kylar

alex personality -> avery

yapping below… 💖💖

(yes i did just really want to think about timid yandere whitney. dont judge me…)

i had this in my drafts for a while… this is more just me typing random things with no real plot or structure . so do not expect a full fleshed out story :3c idk if i will expand on this in the future so here is this…

anyway i think it would be silly… i like to think it just magically happens one day and pc has to go on a wild adventure to fix everything because kylar acting like a snob and robin acting like a jerkwad throws off the balance of the ecosystem

okay… anyway… the first person you run into is, of course, robin… you go to get them to walk to school with you, but they tell you to screw off and slam their bedroom door in your face. well thats very new. you dont want to make them more upset, so you just head off to school on your own.

the next person you see is whitney. well they see you, then rather creepily tugs on your sleeve. you expect kylar to be asking you for “alone time,” but no, whitney is asking you instead. “is this a joke?” you ask, and whitney looks genuinely taken aback, they assure you its not, and slink away like a kicked puppy at the rejection of their advances. you tried to wrap your head around the sudden change in the two— maybe it was just a coincidence. yes, a coincidence! a weird off day… maybe you could go confide in sydney…

lunch rolls around, and sydney isnt at their usual table. weird, maybe they got swamped with work in the library…? you make your way there, and they sit at their counter, working. when you approach, at first they meet you with a mean glare, but their face softens when they see its you. “hello.” is all they say. you try to make conversation, but theyre much less talkative than usual. whenever someone comes in with a late book, they have a genuinely irritated and upset look on their face, sending the book criminal off with a couple of harsh words. when lunch is over, you quietly leave the library.

after school you bump into kylar, and say hello. they dont return the politeness, and insist on a date tonight at a fancy restaurant. they seem to almost look down on you… you reject the date, and they scoff, and turn away.

while walking to your job at the cafe, you bump into avery, who is for once not in their car stalking the streets for you. they talk louder than normal, and is strangely friendly. before they wanted to keep up their appearance, but even as people give sideways looks at them, they dont seem to care all too much. they insist on buying you something to eat, and send you off after your mini date.

next, you bump into eden. literally! you hadnt visited them in a while, and fearing the worst, you brace yourself to be dragged off back to the forest… but it never comes. instead, they politely ask if you will visit again soon. they dont even seem to be too mad, more like a sad puppy. you tell them that you will come visit soon, and immediately get on a bus after they leave, to go straight to the countryside.

the sun is lower in the sky by the time you get to alex’s farm, but when you get there, you can see alex lecturing a group of workers who were caught with beer. knowing alex’s inclinations, you question them as the workers slink off to finish up what they were doing. alex teaches you about the importance of being in control of your vices. it is all very strange

when the sun is below the horizon, you go home, thoroughly confused about what happened today. since when was alex so uptight? sydney so cold? robin so mean? kylar so stuck up? whitney so timid? eden so meek? avery so friendly?… you may never know, but you hope this problem resolves itself

also sorry if i didnt get the personalities completely right 😔 i am sleepy and i dont really hang out with anyone who isnt whitney a whole lot so… do not judge me too bad!! i did my best

[apple-orchards-writings]

some kylar hcs from when i was bored at work

They actually have perfect teeth, but their canines are a bit blunt. They have tried to file them into points, but didn’t succeed.

They have freckles all over their back when they go out in the sun shirtless, but since they’re “nocturnal”, you almost never see them :’(.

They have two gamer chairs, a black/red for them and a pastel one for you. They also bought you cat headphones.

Since you started coming over, they have made an effort to get the crumbs out of their bed.

You’re the first person they have ever “fallen in love” with, so they don’t actually know how fucked up their views and actions are.

However, they did have, like, a very small puppy crush on Sydney as a kid.

They have crossdressed before, and they’re okay at it, but they need more skills in makeup. They will beg you to do their liner for them if you wear it. 

They know Avery, and they almost became his “prey” after their parents’ “accident”, but they got somewhat lucky and started avoiding social encounters, so Avery gave up.

They have an extensive knife collection, and want to get you one, but they’re not sure which one you’d prefer.

They have a little journal where they write the murder plans they have for the other school LIs. They also have a journal with you x them fanfics (they’re pretty bad, sold to one direction style.)

They think you would look divine covered in blood. Is it their own blood or someone else’s ? Who knows.

They’ve actually started baby-proofing the mansion (badly) since knowing you, whether you can conceive or not.

[carmyism]

homeroom.

sydcarmy highschool au ... carmy is 18 and syd is 17 !

warnings : none besides richie

if by any chance more parts are wanted i'll move over to ao3 !!

carmy wasn't a bad kid by any means. but he wasn't so good either, shitty grades, enough to pass but not enough to have it framed on the fridge. And when you're the scrawny short kid who's just a little too good in cooking class. You're bound to be the victim of a few jabs to the face.

but, he doesn't mind. that much.. It's definitely not fun to come home and bolt to your room because your eye is painted purple, but to be honest, he'd bolt there anyways. No matter the color of his eye. It's not like he loves it there.

So school was a safe haven. In some ways, but as his eyes finally focus on the board, his heart drops to his ass, and he's really thinking about messing up that perfect attendance that he's got going for him.

"Morning Mr. Berzatto!" The burly science teacher exclaims, eyes creasing as he plops down at his seat, Carmys hand raises, unsure what noise would come out if he attempted to open his mouth right now.

A few more voices fill the room, a recognizable face handing him a quick wave before finding a spot at the front. He swears passing period is double the normal length, anxiety pooling inside of him, his leg bouncing unreasonably fast as his eyes lock onto the clock, counting every tick of the red hand.

the bell snaps him out of a daze of sorts, that same teacher nearing the front of the class. "Hello class!" He exclaimed, and if he was being honest he wasn't even processing the words the teacher was saying. murmurs and blurred words passed him for several minutes. "No—Sorry but it's—Well if you'd" it was a terrible start to class. and an even worse start to this proj—

"Carmen will be with..." He freezes, leg stopped moving. "Sydney Adamu." His hand moves to point out a girl at the front of the class. She turns her head and offers a soft smile.

She's got big eyes, her hairs natural, and she's got this sort of vibe to her. Like a warmth, if that makes sense, like something you'd venture to in the cold of a storm. "You can move now." The jock sitting next to Carmy flies from his left side, kicking the chair out so hard it basically hits the back of the class.

Sydney drags the chair into the desk and plops down beside him. "Hey." Her tone is mixed with a light sigh, and it's making Carmys stomach turn. She's not excited to be partnered with him. At all, she's got a friend in here that she was hoping for she's—

"Carmen?" She says, her head moving a tinge forward. He coughs. "Yeah—Sorry." He drags his hand down his face in an attempt to wipe away the bad thoughts. "Call me Carmy please." He says. "—I also didn't pay attention at all. What are we doing?" He asks like a scared child, like he might lose his door if he asks it incorrectly

He gets a small laugh from Sydney, "It's due tomorrow, we've just gotta make a presentation about some chemical property" He nods as she speaks. "Okay." He responds and kinda looks at her like a lost puppy, hoping she'd take charge and tell him what they're doing.

"We could go somewhere after school to finish it?" She offers, shrugging subtly as she finishes the sentence. Carmys face is unreadable, but inside he's confused why someone would wanna be with him longer than an allotted class period.

He nods, "I'll drive. We can go to that diner downtown." Sydneys eyes widen as he says this, like she was hoping she'd get an excuse to go there again. Carmy fights a smile, and fights the sudden stir in his stomach. "Okay."

-

Standing at the stairs was terrifying. Carmy bit the edge of his cheek, chewing on raw skin. "Carmy?" A warm voice says behind him. He turns around, Sydney standing there with a soft smile, and to be honest the anxiety washed away. "You ready?" He asks, his head pointing towards the door.

She nods and steps off the stairs, following behind him. The walk to the car is quiet, leaves and wind crashing against their skin as they move. It's not bad quietness, something calm falling over them. As they approach his car he slides in and waits for her.

She offers him a soft smile, turning his car on—

"Fuck." Carmy utters, the engine sputtering, his head flops onto the wheel. He drags his head away from it and tries once more, it sputters again. He groans and throws his head back.

Sydney looks at him, a little unsure on what to do. "Do you drive?" Carmy questions, pulling his phone out. "Uhm—No." She responds. He nods and throws the phone onto his ear.

"Carm?" Mikey's voice rings through.

"Hey." He lets out, his face a silent plead to get off this call.

"What's up?"

"Cars down again. Can you give me a ride?" He asks, his teeth back on his cheek.

"Shit. I guess." He responds, letting out a sigh that was masked by a breath.

"Sorry." He murmurs, his hand flying to his face. Scratching subtly, a weird attempt of wiping the anxiety off him.

Some words leave Mikey's lips, none intelligent-able through the shitty speakers. 'Yeah yeah. Bye.' Carmy responds, sliding his phone back into his pocket.

Silence fell over the two in the car, Sydney's gaze locked onto her legs as she pattered her feet on the ground, Carmy was doing everything in his power not to look at her.

It was weird to him; Having someone who wasn't family in his car, but especially a girl. He thinks the silence is for the best, because honestly he's unsure what they'd talk about.

"Why are you in Chemistry as a senior?" Sydney asks, her tone is genuine, not an ounce of malice in her words. "Failed last year." He admits, "Tried to wave the credit, saying culinary counts as a science. They didn't like that." He shrugs, laughing at his own memory. Sydney mirrors him, a very soft smile contouring her cheeks.

They share a gaze for a few seconds, until they both snap out of it. "How badly did you fail?" Sydney perks up, Carmy looking at her "—Only if you want to tell!" Her hands fly up in mock surrender. "Got a 56% in total." He says, "Flunked the final test bad. Got a 34%." Sydneys face morphs into one of.. surprise? concern? Carmy can't put his finger on it, but whatever it was it was it was making him overthink.

"That's impressive." She teases, her tone is mock sincere, setting her lips subtly before letting out a dry laugh. "I guess." Carmy responds, and then they just kind of.. look at eachother. Carmys not good with eye contact, but her eyes are warm. Easy to get lost in, comfort when you find them.

A honk snaps them both out of this daze, they both practically fly out of their skin. Retrieving their bags before stepping from the car. A very beat up subara sits behind his car, it's missing a headlight, and the plate is connected with zip ties.

He steals a quick glance before rounding the car, color draining as his eyes make contact with richie in the passengers seat. He moves back and slides into the back seat. "Shit. Carmen's with a girl?" spills with a verbal shit eating grin

"Hi Richie." Carmy responds, his words as monotone as his mind would let out. "This is Syd, partner project." He exclaims, and again, a hum of.. something pours from Richie.

"Where'd you needa go?" A much kinder voice pours out as they peel out of the parking lot. "That diner downtown? You know." Carmy says, kicking his feet against eachother. A murmur of understanding snakes its way to the back.

Carmy looks at Sydney. Again. Her fingers pattering against one another

It's silent, besides the soft crackle of Mikey's radio and a distorted audio of top 100 hits. It's just breathing, and shifting. No one really minds, it's an adjustment period. Carmy having a friend, seeing carmy with a friend, and being around carmy. It's new for everyone.

But if Sydney was being honest, it wasn't new for her. She'd been in his culinary class last year. They never got partnered together, but she'd be really happy when taste testing happened and she got to taste his food, she was let down when he didn't recognize her, but to his defense. She didn't talk much.. or ever.

It was just a harmless upper class men.. admiration.

A deep cough. "So.. What class is this for?" Mikey's voice perks up, Carmy looks up from his shoes. "Chemistry." He responds, his gaze shifting around subtly. "I took that Junior year.." Mikey says just loud enough for Carmy to hear, his voice a mix of confusion and a weird aha! moment. "Retaking it."

A word begins out of Mikeys mouth, suddenly stopping. His hand flying to Richie, turning back and slicing the air in a, 'not now.' way. As his hand retracts, a hum of acceptance is how he responds.

The rest of the car ride is blatantly silent, other than the few noises and a yelp when Sydney accidentally ripped out a hang nail

They finally stand infront of the diner, which is conveniently named.. Diner. They didn't get very creative.. Carmy exchanges a few words with the owner, an older woman with a light smile before he leads them to a booth in the corner.

They slide in on opposite sides, neither daring to pick up the menu. Their tried and trued orders sit in their heads. A younger gal nears their table, her hair in a ponytail with a few stragglers flying out of it. "What can I get for you two?" She asks, tapping her pen against the notepad in her hand.

They stay silent for a second before Carmy perks up and orders, Sydney following right behind him.

"Okay." They both say in sync, eyes widening with a light smile exchanged from both their lips.

Carmy pulls out his Chemistry notebook from his backpack, flipping it open and turning to show Syd. "I've only taken notes on flammability." He admits, giving her a smile that screams nervousness and embarrassment

She looks at his notes and back at him, a quick nod before she pulls out her notebook and flips to her page of notes.

It's a nice couple of minutes while they brainstorm, food placed infront of them, "can we take a break?" Carmy asks, washing down his food with a large sip of coffee that looks like it hurt.

"Yes." Sydney responds, her tone littered with relief.

"What are your plans for winter break?" Sydney adds on, her shoes kicking against the tile floor.

He shrugs. "Not a lot. We're all too old for christmas festivities. You?" He takes another bite.

"Me and my dad normally go to all the corny events." She smiles as she begins talking about her dad. "Tree lightings, pottery painting, parades." She explains.

Carmy purses his lips, wanting to ask about her mom. But that's not his place, so he just nods.

"If you'd wanna do something i'm sure my dad wouldn't mind if you tagged along." Sydney says. "It may be nice for me to, give him proof I have atleast one friend." She chuckles lightly.

"Oh—" Carmys taken aback, not in a bad way. He just hasn't been offered to 'tag along' in any way since he was a kid. Today is full of new feelings I guess. "I'll keep that in mind." He says, keeping himself as collected as he can, he thinks he's doing well. Sydney knows he's not.

She nods and decides to push them back into presentation talk, not sure if pushing harder would be good for him.

-

Carmy sighs and adjusts himself in such a way that screams 'This leather seat is against me in ways I will keep between me and the man above' a small grunt leaves him as he fixes his positioning

"How far do you live from here?" Sydney questions, plopping her pencil down.

Carmy looks at her in a way that screams 'I don't know my address! "12 minutes by the L to the nearest spot. 10 minute walk after that."

Without another word Sydney's hand flies up with the dad fake signing the check move.

He lifts his body up to begin to try to fish out his wallet.

"I got it." Sydney says, slamming her card down before his hand even entered his pocket. "We'll split." He says as he finally wrangles it out from his pocket.

Sydney doesn't even speak, just shakes her head.

Carmy holds his wallet between his hand, trying to settle his unease. He's uncomfortable. She hasn't done anything, but why is she being so.. so nice. "You drove." Carmy looks at her in a jokingly confused look. "You were gonna drive." She fixes her words.

Even if he did, gas wouldn't even have been a quarter of what this'll cost.

whatever. accept it carmen.

Soon the same straggly waitress scoots to their table, before she can even say a word Sydney's card is up in her hand with a smile.

The waitress is subtly taken aback, but gladly takes it and scampers off to run the card.

They wait silently, Sydney sits with a smile that Carmy is pretty sure she doesn't even know she has. Carmy sits looking down at his hands, toying with the edge of the wallet. Pulling it away before letting it slam back down.

The waitress is back, sliding both her card and their check on the table. Her smile fades as she looks down. Carmy quickly panics, pushing himself up to look at the total. Sydney lets out a subtle noise, a stifled chuckle.

"It's 20 bucks total Carmy." Sydney says as she picks it up and shows it to him. He plops back down and rolls his eyes with a fought back smile. She signs the check and slides her card back into her pocket before grabbing her bag and sliding out of the booth.

Carmy following seconds behind.

He begins out as he slings it over his shoulders, he offers the hostess a kind wave. 'Bye Carmen!' Leaves her lips as they leave. They stand outside in the cold for a second, side by side. Carmy zips up his jacket, as he lowers his hand back to his side, it brushes against Syd's. Neither of them adjust themselves.

[brofirstblog]

Your husband has night shifts and you have the day shifts of taking care of your triplets. It's been the routine since they learned how to run.

The nights normally consist of the kids shifting into little high-energy and destructive puppies who will destroy things for fun. Daddy shifts into a wolf himself and has learned that he must take them out for a run through the woods before they try and destroy the couch...again. The four normally come back a few hours before daybreak and sleep. You wake up at your normal time, make breakfast and deal with the hyperactive human versions of them before they are carted off to school by your husband on his way to work.

Tonight, however. Their little howls to the moon wake you up, you glance out the window to see your little family now in the backyard, the kids are panting from the run, but still have energy to play tug-a-war or play fight.

They were certainly getting bigger and their energy was increasing. It was a blessing and a curse; soon, they'd probably be able to control their destructive energy and go for runs and little hunts on their own, but now your husband had to try and deal with all the new hyper energy.

You can see your husband slowly running out of patience with them because of this, especially when one of your kids, Sydney, play-bit his ear a little too hard. He looks like he needs back-up.

You throw on your robe and walk out to see them. The kids run to you with happy little yips, they get more excited, almost knocking themselves over with how wildly their tails wag, seeing you take out their favourite ball from your pocket. You laugh as the flurry of fur and yips chase after the bright colourful ball in a cloud of dirt.

Your husband comes to sit beside you, resting his wolvish head against your hip. He sighs when you stroke his head. You two enjoy the early morning air as you watch your kids run amuk in the yard, fighting for the ball or chasing after whoever got it. It's good they could play on their own now.

It's peaceful. But you also both needed coffee by the time the sun comes up.

[eazydogtrainer]

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[puppyschoolsydney]

Socializing Your Puppy: Why Puppy School is More Than Just Training

Puppy school offers far more than basic obedience training; it provides crucial socialization experiences that shape a well-rounded, confident dog. During the early months of life, puppies are particularly receptive to new experiences, making this the ideal time to introduce them to the world around them. Here’s why puppy school plays a vital role in socialization and why it's an essential part of your pup's development.

1. The Importance of Early Socialization

 Socialization is the process of introducing a puppy to new people, animals, environments, and situations in a controlled, positive way. It’s essential for building a dog’s confidence and teaching them how to respond calmly in various circumstances. A well-socialized puppy is less likely to develop anxiety or aggression later in life, making early socialization experiences critical to their emotional well-being.

 2. Why Puppy School Is the Perfect Setting for Socialization

 Puppy school offers a safe, structured environment where your puppy can interact with other puppies, people, and new experiences under the guidance of a professional. This controlled exposure allows puppies to develop social skills without overwhelming them. Through guided interactions, your puppy learns essential behaviors and builds confidence, which can be difficult to achieve through at-home training alone.

 3. Building Positive Associations with New Experiences

Exposure to new experiences is one of the main goals of puppy school, and it goes beyond simple obedience. Puppies encounter a variety of stimuli, from different sounds and surfaces to diverse people and other animals. This variety helps them adapt to new situations and reduces the likelihood of fear-based reactions. The more positive interactions they have, the more resilient and adaptable they’ll be in the future.

 4. Learning How to Play and Communicate with Other Dogs

Understanding social cues from other dogs is essential for healthy interactions, and puppy school provides ample opportunity for this learning. During supervised play sessions, puppies learn to read each other's body language, interpret boundaries, and respond appropriately. This skill set helps prevent issues with other dogs as they mature, leading to safer, more enjoyable experiences in public spaces like parks and walking paths.

5. Boosting Confidence and Reducing Anxiety

 A structured setting helps puppies confront new situations with support, allowing them to build confidence. Puppy school exercises, like meeting new people or experiencing unusual sounds, help puppies develop coping skills in a safe environment. Regular exposure to new things helps reduce anxiety and stress later on, especially in unpredictable environments or around strangers.

 6. Developing Good Manners and Impulse Control

In puppy school, dogs learn essential commands like “sit,” “stay,” and “leave it,” which are helpful in daily life and provide structure for better behavior. Learning these commands with other puppies around also helps build impulse control, as they must focus and respond to cues despite the distractions of their classmates. This training instills patience and reinforces polite manners that make your dog more manageable and enjoyable to be around.

 7. Strengthening the Bond Between You and Your Puppy

 Attending puppy school together enhances your relationship by building trust and communication. You’ll learn how to guide and support your puppy effectively, while they learn to look to you for cues and reassurance. This strengthens the bond you share, creating a foundation of mutual respect and understanding that will last throughout your dog’s life.

 8. Preparing for Real-Life Situations

Puppy school introduces situations that mimic real-life experiences, like interacting with strangers or encountering various sounds and sights. These exercises help puppies develop the confidence to handle everyday events, from meeting new people on walks to dealing with unexpected noises at home. As a result, they’re better prepared for the experiences they’ll encounter in the world, making them adaptable and resilient.

Tips for Making the Most of Puppy School Socialization

1. Attend Regularly – Consistency is key. Regular attendance helps reinforce lessons and gives your puppy ample opportunity to interact with others.

2. Practice at Home – Reinforce what your puppy learns at school by practicing commands and socialization exercises at home. This repetition helps solidify their learning.

3. Be Patient and Positive – Training and socialization take time, so be patient and celebrate small wins. Puppies pick up on your energy, so staying calm and positive helps them feel secure.

4. Expose to Different Environments  – Once your puppy is comfortable at school, gradually expose them to new places like parks, sidewalks, or pet-friendly stores to further build their confidence.

Conclusion: More than Just Training – A Foundation for Life

Puppy school provides more than basic training; it’s a gateway to a well-adjusted, confident dog. Through structured socialization and exposure to new situations, your puppy learns essential skills for interacting with the world calmly and confidently. By attending puppy school, you’re setting the stage for a lifetime of positive interactions, making your dog a happy, well-mannered companion for years to come.

[sydcarmyfan]

Love at First Fight

I am a big LANY fan and their song ‘Love at first fight’ makes me think of Carmy in season 1 after Sydney quits.

Part of the lyrics are:

‘’We were under the moonlight, clenching your jaw

And that's when I saw the fire in your eyes

Clothes on the floor, you stormed out the door

And that's when I knew that I can't live without you

It was sparks at first sight

But it was love at first fight’’

Throughout season 1, we saw Carmy have fights with Richie and others, but the fight in episode 7 which made Syd quit was huge and the consequences left Carmy pretty sad as we see in episode 8. Remember, Fak asking the machine, ‘’do you ever feel sad?’’ and the robot/machine says, ‘’Of course, I do, Neil. But I don’t talk about it.’’ Then it cuts to Carm and Tina in the kitchen and Tina asks, ‘’what time is Syd coming in?’’ That man is sad, but he doesn’t talk about it, then in an earlier scene in episode 8, Tina said, ‘’you are not annoying like usual.’’ In the same scene, he looked at Tina and said,’’ you’re dressed like Syd’’, which kind of told us why he looked like a wounded puppy all episode. He was thinking about the fight and the fact that Syd broke up with him. Broke up? They were not dating, you say. I know that they were not dating but Syd’s resignation definitely felt like she was dumping him, it was not simply quitting. Also, Carmy finding Syd’s notebook was like an ex boyfriend finding an item his ex girlfriend left behind after she dumps him and walks out of their shared apartment. It is the way Carmy turns the pages with so much care that makes it even more adorable.

The last episode shows Carmy causing a fire. That man was ready to let it burn (in Usher’s voice) because Carmy didn’t know what to do without his boo thing; that man was teary in the walk-in and looked like he could not breath. Anyway, going back to the lyrics above, it hit Carmy that he couldn’t do it without Sydney (which he confirms in season 2 under the table scene) after their first fight and that’s why he texts her to apologise talking about ‘no acid’ like boy, you better say the words ( in Mikey’s voice). Also, Carmy giggling like a school girl with a crush when Syd texts ‘shove it up your ass’ was beautiful. Carmy may have felt the sparks at first sight, but he surely was in love at first fight!!!

I thought that the moment Carmy had feelings was when he said, ‘’family style? Two tops? booths?’’, but after everyone’s reply in this post, I am thinking that every moment with Syd, Carmy falls a little bit more, which explains why he runs away to Claire in season 2; he was trying to avoid falling more in love with Syd because ‘’who doesn’t want easy?’’( in Nat’s voice) and because he is with Claire, a woman he used to draw in his sketchbook, Carmy probably first thinks that because of the drawings and familiarity with Claire that things will be easy which is wrong because Carm is not satisfied (and probably feels shitty) as we see after his ‘intimate’ scene with Claire as this man had his eyes wide open and stressed after an intimate act. We keep thinking that Carm is avoiding fun, but who is he avoiding having fun with because it sure ain’t Claire. That man is avoiding having fun with Sydney because he is waiting for the other shoe to drop.

[carmenberzattosgf]

omg i’m here to ramble about my beef with love interest roles and why i can’t fuck with claire (but also why i have a soft spot for syd)

nothing irritates me more than when a female character is introduced for the sole purpose of being a love interest. IT MAKES MY SKIN CRAWL. and like I GET that claire randomly showing up at the grocery show was relevant to the show and to carmy’s journey and shit but i cannot see them working simply for the fact that she only exists to further his story. she only exists in the bear universe to teach carmy a lesson and help him grow or whatever. which is FINE because he is the main character but that’s why i can’t imagine them being seriously endgame. like we only ever see her or hear about her in relation to carmy which just does not satisfy me whatsoever.

and when i first watched the bear i knew very little but also i knew that people shipped sydcarm…..so when sydney entered in the first ep my initial reaction was “oh here’s the female love interest.” and that was sorta it.

but i was so so so pleasantly surprised and happy to see that sydney was in fact her own character and has soooo much depth and personality outside of carmen and in some weird backwards way that makes me want them to be together even more…..

ANYWAY i just needed to rant mainly about the whole claire thing because that is why i cannot take her seriously

I can’t take Claire seriously for that reason, too. I mean she makes sense I guess, but everything she does quite literally harms the restaurant?????? Like Carmy follows her around like a puppy dog leaving people ( SYDNEY) hanging when he has a whole ass restaurant to finish renovating.

Like I want to like Claire 😭 Molly Gordon is literally so gorgeous and pretty but Claire just gets in the way 😭 her character doesn’t exist outside of Carmy. She’s not friends with anyone else at the bear ( ignoring fak), so no scenes with her feel organic bc Carmy has to be pulled out from everyone else to be in a scene with her.

I want a love interest for Carmy that makes sense, and I fear that Sydney being that would dilute her character and make awkwardness and tension in the kitchen. I wish storer just write Claire better other than being Carmy’s old “friend” from school like?

[kaitaiga]

OC Interview

G'day! I felt like doing some writing tonight and I remembered I saw this OC Interview thing going around, so I thought I'd give it a crack! I did something like this a while back but in an ask game. I had so much fun with it so why not do it again!

It's pretty long and is written from your pov (the interviewer!). I hope you enjoy and I'd 100% recommend you give it a go yourself with ur own ocs!

August 2022

You trailed behind a tall man with a thick moustache and cap, trying your best to keep up with his quick pace and long strides.

“You, wouldn’t think he would mind, right?”

“Hm?” He glances over his shoulder at you. “What? Nah. You’d actually probably make his day more than anything. Bit of time off trainin’ would make any bloke ‘ere happy.”

You were visiting the main barracks of the 2nd Commando Regiment in hopes of interviewing a special forces operator about his life outside the military for your class assignment. A brother of a friend of yours just so happened to be an acquaintance to one, and he agreed to meet you.

The man, who introduced himself as Lachlan, lead you over to a quiet corner overlooking a large grassy field with soldiers running about, fitted with a small round table and two chairs. He gestures his head for you to take a seat.

“Right. I’ll be back for ya with Damo in a moment. Don’t go runnin’ off now, will ya?” He says firmly.

“O-okay.” Not like you were, anyways.

Ten minutes go by…

Sigh. He is taking an awfully long time. You skim over the questions you had prepared on your laptop once more, making sure everything was in order. You didn’t want to take up more of the valuable training time of that soldier. When suddenly…

“G’day,” startles you and you swivel around in the chair, looking up at the tall, blond man as he places a hand on your shoulder to ground you. “Haha! Sorry darl’ didn’t mean to scare ya” he says with a warm smile.

He moves past to sit in the chair across the table from you and as he does so, you could smell the overwhelming scent of men’s body spray, deducing that he just applied some before coming to see you out of consideration.

“You must be Damien, right?”

“Yep, that’s me, love.”

“Alright! Are you ready to answer a few questions?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be.”

Basics

Name:

“Damien Whitlock. You can just call me Damo though, that’s what most blokes refer to me as. Sergeant in the Second Commando Regiment.”

Are you single?

“Woah! Crackin’ onto me ‘ere, are we love? We just met! *laughs* Buy me a drink first, would ya? Haha. Nah yeah, I’m single alright.”

Birthplace?

“Was born in Sydney, though was raised on a farm in the countryside for most of me life. Only really came up to Sydney to go to boardin’ school.”

Hair colour?

He reaches up and tugs on a chunk of his hair. “What colour does this look like to ya?” he snorts. “Red? You callin’ me a ranga? Don’t insult me. Blond.”

Eye colour?

He hums and leans forward so you can get a better look into his eyes over your laptop screen. “Blue. Blue, Gray. Something of the sorts, I reckon.”

a/n: puppy eyes…

Birthday?

“7th March. 26 right now…gettin’ bit old now, aren’t I?”

Gender?

“Male, last time I checked.”

Mood?

He shrugs, “Eh. Livin’ the dream, honestly. Not much to whinge about right now, and not much to be over the moon about either.”

Are you happy?

“Pleasantly. It’s because I’m not havin’ to do what those fellas down there are doing right now” he says whilst peering out of the window besides you.

Are you angry?

“Nah. Cool as a cucumber.”

Summer/Winter?

“How ‘bout neither. I’m an autumn man. Not too hot and not too cold to get shit done. If I had to choose though, winter. Nice to rug up in layers of clothes or walk anywhere without bustin’ a sweat.”

Morning/Afternoon?

“Mornin���. The air feels nice and it’s quiet. Just the way I like it, believe it or not.”

Eight Things About Your Love Life

Are you in love?

“Can confirm that I am indeed, not in love.” He nods. “Maybe with my ute though.”

Who ended your last relationship?

“Uhm,” he clears his throat and looks away at the floor, “Reckon it was me? Given I did in fact catch her with another bloke, in me own bed may I add, and kicked her out. You could also argue that she ended it when she started havin’ it with him. I dunno, really.”

Have you ever broken someone’s heart?

“Probably.” He shrugs, “Look, like I’ve turned down people for sure, but they were mostly some randos you’d find at the pub. Not someone I’ve known for a while.”

Are you afraid of commitments?

“Uh, probs not. They sure as hell scared of me though, that’s for sure. Not one relationship I’ve had where I’ve caught the misses doing dodgy shit behind me back. Can guarantee ya that I’m a very loyal person, even when I’m away. Marriage? Not gonna beat around the bush ‘ere, I do wanna get married it’s just…*sigh* never mind...”

Have you hugged someone within the last week?

“Nope. Would be nice, though.” You look up and notice he’s staring intently at you.

Have you ever had a secret admirer?

“Yeah, this one chick over in the US. My mate told me ‘bout ‘er. I reckon I only had about one convo with this chick and all of a sudden, she starts anon sendin’ me things and placing things near my gear. Though it was nice until I found out she was literally tryna do a ritual on me or somethin’. Crazy stuff.”

Six Choices

Love or Lust?

“Love.”

Iced Tea or Lemonade?

“I would absolutely kill for a Lipton right ‘bout now. Iced tea.”

Cats or Dogs?

“Doooogs all the way! Love ‘em to bits. Cats are just lil pieces of shit that try to scratch me whenever they can. Also, I’ve been told I look like a dog, can you confirm- “

A few best friends or many regular friends?

“Couple close friends will do. As long as they’ve got my back and I’ve got theirs, that’s all I need.”

Wild night out or romantic night in?

“Night in, thanks. Piggin’ out on food with my misses and watchin’ a movie sounds fucking mint to me.”

Day or Night?

“Love the night. So peaceful and beautiful when you walk around the city, lookin’ at all the lights or when you can see the stars clearly in the country.”

Four Have You Evers

Been caught sneaking out?

He laughs. “Yeah, this one time back in school, Daniel and I snuck out of our dorms to go grab some grub. We were raaaavishing! The food they served us in that school was criminal. They caught us jumpin’ the fence ‘round back.”

Fell up/down the stairs?

“Yeah. Ate shit tryna run up ten floors of stairs during PT. Never seen ol’ Lachy boy laugh so hard, so I guess it’s a win?”

Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt?

“…Physically? Yeah, probably joining commandos. Christ, I couldn’t even tell you how much pain and suffering I went through in training and the selection course. Worthwhile though, look at me now.”

Wanted to disappear?

“Yeah…For sure. Losing Daniel was hard, but what came after, the grievin’ and the possibility that he could’ve been saved…*sigh*...I’ll stop there for now.” His voice subtly cracked, and you noted seeing his eyes water before he turned away.

Four Preferences

Smile or Eyes?

He pauses to think, staring at the table. You notice a pink tinge appear across his cheeks. “That’s hard…can I pick both? I can get lost in some beautiful, big eyes…the way they look at ya…” He notices himself getting carried away and clears his throat, “B-but a nice smile always makes me heart melt also…”

Shorter or Taller?

“Shorter. Love to just pick ‘em up for the shits ‘n giggles, throw ‘em over my shoulder. Also, great arm and head rests.”

Intelligence or Attraction?

“Intelligence. Love me a smart woman, like yeah tell me about the thermodynamics of a kettle. Draw me the free-body diagram while you’re at it, too... Don’t ask how I know all this.”

Hook-up or Relationship?

“Relationship for sure. Lookin’ for my misses. Not sure if I’ll ever get one the way things are going but oh well.” He shrugs, “Not gonna sit here and pretend that I haven’t had my own fair share of hook-ups, though.”

Family

Do you and your family get along?

“I get on well with my sisters. They’re probably the ones I keep most in touch with, the rascals. Parents I do keep in touch with but…even less than before. They’re still not happy about me enlistin’. Brother fucked off years ago without a trace.”

Would you say you have a ‘messed up’ life?

“Nah. Well, before joinin’ the army at least. No real issues growin’ up but after enlistin’…Let’s just say I’ve seen and done some shit that only so little have the balls to do.”

Have you ever run away from home?

“Nah. Where would I run off to anyways in the middle of bum-fuck nowhere?”

Have you ever gotten kicked out?

“Again, no. I’d like to think of myself as a good boy.”

Friends

Do you secretly hate one of your friends?

“If I did, I wouldn’t be friends with any of ‘em now, would I?”

Have you considered all your friends’ good friends?

“For the most part yes. To be fair, we’re all in the military so we’re all a little fucked in the head, honestly. We’re just here to do our bit and clean up a mess.”

Who is your best friend?

“Ah…” His smile fades, “Daniel. Danny, Dano. Doesn’t matter. He’s…long gone now…went to school together and enlisted together. He passed a while ago, tryin’ to save me. Smart fella he was.”

Who knows everything about you?

“Again, that would be Daniel. We grew up together so, he’s seen all the embarrassing stuff. I don’t think anyone else knows me on the level that he did, could be Lachlan but even I’m hidin’ stuff from him.”

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“Well, that’s all of the questions I have for now, Damien! Thanks for letting me interview you!”

“Ah, no worries. Thanks for takin’ me outta PT.”