#Taco quote shirt

[magdy258]

"I’m Just Here for the Tacos" Fun Graphic T-Shirt T-Shirt

A cozy unisex lightweight crewneck sweatshirt with the witty phrase 'I'M just here for the tacos' printed on the front. Perfect for taco lovers looking for a comfortable and stylish way to show their love for this popular food. Ideal for casual outings, hanging out with friends, or lounging at home. Great for Taco Tuesday celebrations and Cinco de Mayo festivities.

Product features - 100% ring-spun cotton fabric for durability and comfort - 1x1 ribbed cuffs and bottom hem for a well-fitted look - Shoulder and neck tape for added stability - Seamless design for a clean finish and reduced fabric waste - Relaxed fit and light fabric for all-day comfort

Care instructions - Machine wash: cold (max 30C or 90F) - Do not bleach - Tumble dry: low heat - Iron, steam or dry: low heat - Do not dryclean

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[lowkeyrobin]

HII so I was reading your who you write for and saw you write for Charlie Bushnell, so I was wondering if I could get like reader and Charlie at like the an interview???

Thank you -🍄

hell yeah of course 🙏🙏 ; thank you 🍄anon, hope you enjoy 🫶🫶 ; i dunno how but this got a little off topic?? I apologize

CHARLIE BUSHNELL ; the interview

summary ; youre a journalist, he's an actor

warnings ; language, little cringe kissing scene (totally sfw dw)

disclaimers ; I said "scandalous ankles" because back in the olden days ankles and showing any skin was considered scandalous, for anyone who didn't know. reader is described to be not into fitness stuff, also don't mind me not knowing shit about fitness/weightlifting

word count ; 883

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"Hi, welc-hum inside." You smile, waving to Charlie as he enters the room. You then cringe at yourself in embarrassment. "Sorry, hi, welcome." You awkwardly chuckle, "I apologize, my words are all tangled today"

"You're good" He waves, a comforting smile on his face. He wears a black t-shirt with a logo in the corner and design on the back, paired with some jorts and sneakers like he just came from the gym. You didn't mind though, you urged your guests to come comfortable over casual.

Video interviews that weren't in front of a live crowd were the best for both of you, thank God. Meeting this Godsend of a man nearly gave you a heart attack. Just looking at his gorgeous eyes and his perfect features, nothing was wrong with him whatsoever. He was genuinely a 10/10.

He sits down in the guest chair across from yours, watching you sift through a desk a few feet away, looking for something. Your dress pants rise at the ankles every time you make a step, revealing more of your scandalous ankles, covered by socks.

You finally sit down, apologizing for taking so long to find your notebook where you held a few questions and conversation starters. The cameras begin rolling, and you introduce yourself and Charlie as per usual.

"So, what's it like being on set, with all the cameras, lights, props, and green screens? What are the action scenes like?"

Charlie lightly smiles as he gives you an answer, using his hands to talk a little bit. He seemed a little tense and nervous, but you didn't point it out or blame him, it took you years to be fully comfortable where you sat.

"What even are you? Cause like, you're an interviewer but also a journalist, what do you prefer being called?" The curly haired boy asks you.

You shrug, "Journalist, I guess. Interviewer could be put like, inside the circle of journalism, I'd say. I'm a journalist before I'm an interviewer"

He nods, giving you a gorgeous smile that you had to quickly look away for. You discreetly hide your flushed face, looking down at your notebook.

You write down some memorable quotes as you sit and chat with him, bringing up some interesting conversation and learning more about being on set and the production behind media.

After the cameras are off, you thank him and invite him to stay for some aftertalk and lunch. You came in with a large bowl of taco salad you needed to finish before it went bad and were offering it to anyone who wanted it. He accepts the offer, staying back in the break room with you to eat some of that salad you'd brought in. In his words, it was very much better than whatever fast food he was going to go get before returning home.

Your conversation quickly turns into one regarding music and working out, although you weren't too into fitness, the occasional jog here and there keeping you healthy, apparently.

You both stand up, setting your bowls and forks in the dishwasher to get them cleaned. You stand against the counter as he leans his hand against it a couple feet away.

He pulls up his t-shirt sleeve, flexing his arm to show off his muscles. He's trying to impress you, mostly, but you had asked how frequently he worked out. Not his fault.

"Usually lift about 145"

You nod, paying more attention to his face than his muscles. Not exactly your question, but you'd take it.

"You okay?" He asks, seeing you zoned out staring at him.

"Yeah, sorry-"

"Am I that handsome to you?" He asks, lightly teasing you.

"Wh- I mean, hey now-"

He lightly giggles, stepping forward a bit.

You stare into his brown eyes, colored like a dark chocolate mocha. A smile tugs at the corners of his lips, seeing your eyes almost glimmer as they stare into his.

He's just a guy, you're an interviewer, a journalist. This is weird, isn't it? Is it not?

"May I?..." He whispers, looking down at your lips, then up at your eyes.

Triangle Theory.

You nod, a soft smile painting your face.

He quickly embraces your lips with his, hands resting on your waist. You melt into his kiss, your bodies tied together. He picks you up, hands resting behind your thighs, placing you on the counter.

You quickly pull away, hands on his shoulders as he stands between your legs. "Okay, what the fuck? Do that again"

He smiles, looking up at you. His arms are now loosely wrapped around your hips and waist area, his curls falling into place like dominoes.

"You're an interesting one"

"Says you, actor guy"

"Don't try and play me at my own game"

You open your mouth to speak, but shut yourself up, seeing the smug look on his face.

He holds your left hand in his right, a slight panic running through both of your heads as he rubs your knuckles with his thumb.

You speak up now, finding your stomach filled with butterflies.

"You make me want to grab a dictionary and manually find the words I'm looking for to describe you and how attractive that was."

He lightly laughs, kissing your hand.

"Whatever you say, journalist"

[eli0004]

AoT characters as random out of context quotes my friends said this week

I’m thinking about doing these every Sunday because I have a list of them in my notes app that I organize by week.

“I would suffer and die for a taco right now.” -Sasha Braus

“Don’t look at me I have autism!” -Armin Arlert

“If I have chlamydia does that mean I’m dick-sick?” -Hange Zoë

“Is that a cockroach? I will shit myself and die.” -Levi Ackerman

“I would, but he gets too much attention from women, I like my men pathetic.” -Annie Leonhart

*in the voice of despair* “I’M AN OLIVE! I’M AN UN-PITTED OLIVE!” -Armin Arlert

“I want to stand with the LGBTQ+ community, but what if they’d rather sit down?” -Reiner Braun

“But she do have bones tho.” Connie Springer

“Is the mascara really better than sex though? Sex doesn’t flake off into your eyeballs…unless they miss.” -Mikasa Ackerman

“Oh no…my feelings are all over my Gucci shirt.” -Jean Kirstein

“How is she gobble-gobbling like that? It looks dangerous.” -Eren Yeager

“The twisted tea is tasting like twisted pee pee” -Connie Springer

“FOLD MY KITCHEN TOWEL, FOLD MY….FOLD…….FOLLLLLD” -Levi Ackerman

[igglemouse]

Week 1 ~ Introducing Marisol ~ Thursday

The conversation continues about love but I decided to center it onto her.

Marisol: So, when did you know that you'd say yes? I mean, was there a moment where you knew you'd marry-

Valery: Oh yes, of course! There was just something about him I suppose. I could tell that he cared for me, truly and deeply, that he would do anything to see me smile.

Marisol swoons: That's so sweet!

Valery: I'll tell you when. You know, we were having a date at some small local place, Tacos y Mas, I think I've taken you there when you were little? Any ways, a man was walking by and you could tell just by his gait that he was an accident waiting to happen and boy did it ever! He spilled his tray and his drink, some kind of cherry soda, all over me! Your dad then makes the silliest of jokes. When I should have been angry about my shirt being ruined and having cherry soda all over me he had made me laughed. He was always trying to make me laugh because he said, and I quote, 'I love the smile on your face after you've stopped,' and I'll never forget that. No matter what happened he was trying to get that smile out of me.

I honestly can't think of anything to add to that. Papi was certainly like that and every memory I have of him is special. Even in death he makes me smile. That's how you know someone has lived a good life. Ah, I guess I never did mention that huh? Mami is a widow and she's done as well as she could raising me and my two brothers in our later years...

Index ~ Next

[sugdenlovesdingle]

This is way way WAY too late (but surely it's still the 19th *somewhere*???) because I kept changing my mind on what I wanted to write...

but here is my @911lonestarevents fic for @ramblingdisaster73 I hope you like it!

View from the taco truck (AO3)

TK and Carlos' relationship through the eyes of their favourite food truck vendor

---

The first time Jessica saw them was a few weeks after officially opening up her taco truck. Business wasn’t exactly booming yet so she spent most of her days people watching.

She’d seen the cop hanging around near her truck for a while and wondered what he was doing.

She had a half a mind to call him over and ask before she saw another guy, in a uniform she didn’t immediately recognise, walk up to him and his face light up.

They were close enough to hear their conversation and she couldn’t help but eavesdrop.

“Hey…” the cop said happily as the other guy walked up to him. Jessica noticed the Austin fire logo on his shirt. He’s a firefighter then. They awkwardly smiled at each other for a moment before the firefighter pulled the cop in for a hug.

“Did you find it alright?” the cop asked.

“Sure.” he replied. “I’m starting to find my way around this small town better every day.” He grinned.

The cop groaned.

“You’re never going to let me forget that are you?”

“You’re the one who called Austin a small town. I looked it up, Austin is the fourth most populous city in the state with a population of almost one million people.”

“Well in my defence, if you knew my mother, you’d understand. I think she knows at least 75% of those people. If not more.” The cop insisted as they walked over to the truck to order.

Jessica tried to compose herself to not let on she’d been listening in on their conversation.

“Would you consider Austin a small town?” The firefighter asked the her before she could even think of taking their order.

“Uh… no not exactly…”

“Thank you!” he exclaimed and turned to the other guy. “See? She agrees with me.” He turned back to the her. “He called Austin a small town.”

“I just meant the community. Cops. Firefighters. First responders. They all know each other.”

“Uh no, that’s not what you said.” The firefighter grinned, clearly enjoying the argument.

The cop laughed and rolled his eyes and gave the Jessica a “See what I have to put up with?” look.

She smiled and tried to figure out why he looked so familiar until she noticed the name on his uniform and the proverbial light bulb switched on.

“Well… I don’t want to take sides…” she started. “But I’m pretty sure we went to high school together. Carlos Reyes right? Two older sisters. Luisa and… Ana?”

“Uh… yeah… yeah that’s right.” Carlos stammered, clearly trying to remember her.

“I looked a little different in high school.” She told him. “My name was Juan back then. I was on the football team. Among other things.”

“Oh… oh right.” Carlos replied, trying to piece together the information.

“My sister Gabriella was best friends with Luisa.”

“Gabriella Suarez? She called you Juanito!”

“Yeah that’s right. I got by Jessica now though. And I own this truck. Have done for a few weeks now.”

“Right, right… I’ve uh… heard good things… about the food…”

“So what’s your speciality?” The other guy cut in. “He promised me tacos that are, and I quote, better than that crap from Taco Bell. So what should I get?”

Jessica took their order and told them to take a seat at one of the picnic tables near the truck while she made their food.

They sat down and from the corner of her eye she watched the firefighter put his hand on the table, smiling when Carlos grabbed it.

“So do you believe me now? About Austin?” Carlos asked while rubbing his thumb across his knuckles.

“What? No.” He protested. “What is it you cops say again? Once is an incident, twice is a coincidence, three times is a pattern.”

Carlos laughed.

“So I have to find two more random people I know to prove I’m right?”

The other guy shrugged.

“Depends on how badly you want to be right.”

Their conversation moved on from their bickering to other stuff and every time Jessica glanced over to them, she saw their joined hands on top of the table, and matching dopey smiles on their faces.

“Guys, your order’s up.”

“I’ll get it.” Carlos got up to grab their food.

“I put in a little extra.” Jessica told him. “Since we all know each other in this small town.” She joked and Carlos laughed and shook his head.

“At this rate he’s going to mention that in his wedding vows.” He said and walked back to their table.

---

The second time Jessica saw them and actually had a few minutes to talk to them, they were both in their regular clothes and an older man in a baseball cap was with them.

“I’m telling you dad, the food here is great.” The guy whose name she’d learned was TK told the older man as the three of them walked up to the truck. “Carlos and I come here all the time for lunch.”

“Well I’m always in the mood for tacos, but you two really don’t have to buy me lunch. I’m sure you have better things to do.”

“We just want to say thanks for helping out today and giving up your day off, captain Strand.” Carlos told him.

“It’s Owen. And of course I’m helping my son move in with his boyfriend. Did you really think I’d let you two do everything on your own?”

“No, but we’re still grateful.”

“So let us treat you to lunch. Sit down, we’ll order for you. I know what you like.” TK told the man Jessica had worked out was his father, and the man sat down at one of the tables.

They placed their order and waited by the truck as Jessica worked. Business was starting to pick up, her truck becoming popular with both cops and firefighters, and she had a feeling she knew who was responsible for that.

“So, moving in together?” she asked them, making conversation.

“Yep.” TK replied happily. “He’s officially stuck with me now.”

“I wouldn’t want to be stuck with anyone else.” Carlos told him and kissed him.

Jessica smiled.

“I’m happy for you guys, but have mercy on us single people, ok?”

Carlos chuckled but TK apparently considered it a challenge and leaned on the truck to focus all of his attention on her.

“Maybe we can help you find a date? What are you looking for? Guys? Girls? Both?”

“Guys. But I’m not really looking right now. Me and my ex broke up not too long ago and I’ve got my hands full with this truck.” She told him.

“But you haven’t met our friend Paul yet. He’s single. Or our friend Mateo. If you’re into the Marvel nerd type.” He pulled his phone out of his pocket. “Let me show you a picture.”

“TK.” Carlos said gently and covered TK’s phone screen with his hand. “You don’t have to play matchmaker for the whole of Texas, you know.”

“Jessica is not the whole of Texas! And Paul and Mateo are great guys!” TK protested while Jessica focused on preparing their food. “And it worked for Nancy and Marjan.”

“You’re just going to take credit for that just because you know both of them?”

“No, I gave them a push in the right direction.” TK insisted.

“Just keep telling yourself that, babe.” Carlos teased and thanked Jessica when their food was done and they joined TK’s father at their table.

---

The next time Jessica saw them, was not long after that day, but this time they both looked exhausted and Carlos especially was dressed in an outfit he didn’t seem to be very comfortable in. He was tugging at the neck of his hoodie, and pushed the sleeves up and pulled them back down again, just to apparently give his hands something to do in the few minutes it took for them to order their food.

They took the food to go instead of sitting down at their usual table and didn’t stop to talk like they usually did.

Later, Jessica heard through the grapevine (aka her sister still being friends with Carlos’ sister) their house had burnt down and they’d barely made it out alive.

She wished she had either of their numbers so she could tell them she was sorry for what happened to them and that she’d be happy to help them with anything they might need.

It turned out that was just her taco special with homemade salsa when they showed up at her truck again a few weeks later.

“We’re looking for a place to live.” TK sighed. “Living with my dad is… a lot.” He settled on. “At least he knows to knock now before coming into our room.”

“We’re viewing a couple of places this afternoon.” Carlos told her. “Including this loft downtown that looks pretty great in the pictures.”

“But we’re looking to rent and that loft is for sale only. You heard the estate agent.” TK sighed.

“We can at least go take a look. They might change their mind.”

TK rolled his eyes and gave Jessica a look that said “See what I’m dealing with here?”

Jessica decided it was best to stay out of it and focus on preparing their food.

---

After that day it was a long time before Jessica saw either of them again.

TK had stopped by her truck a few times with a female paramedic she learnt was his coworker Nancy, and Carlos had come by on his own once or twice.

They both looked tired and miserable and while Jessica wasn’t one to pry, she was curious about what was going on.

She decided to bite the bullet and ask the next time Carlos came by.

“No TK today?” she asked, hoping she sounded at least a little casual.

“No.” he said, sounding a little harsher than he’d meant to. “We broke up.”

“Oh… I’m sorry.”

He shrugged.

“It is what it is.” He paid for his food and left.

The next time she saw him winter had well and truly hit Austin and he’d asked for a favour. Lunch for a group of people seeking shelter from the storm in a nearby furniture store.

It was a big order but business had been slow because of the bad weather so she said yes.

“I know it’s a lot but I can pay extra if needed.”

Jessica shook her head.

“I could use a little help preparing it all though.”

“Sure. Tell me what to do.” Carlos said as he opened the side door, shrugged off his jacket and pushed up his sleeves.

“If you’re ever fed up with being a cop, I could use an extra pair of hands at the truck. And you actually know what you’re doing in a kitchen, unlike some teenager I have to train.”

He’d given her a small smile and told her he’d keep it in mind.

---

Winter turned into spring and business started to pick up again.

Jessica focused on her work but every time she saw someone in either an Austin PD or Austin fire uniform, she wondered how Carlos and TK were doing. If they were back together or had gone their separate ways for good.

She’d considered asking her sister for an update again but with her first nephew being born, it slipped her mind whenever she was with her or they talked on the phone.

Some of TK’s coworkers had become regulars at her truck too but she told herself to stay professional and not ask anything. She didn’t know these people, they were her customers.

She made small talk with them, just like every other customer, and that was that.

Until one morning, a few days after a building not far from her truck had collapsed, and the street had been full of rubble and people covered in dust, reminding her of the images of 9/11 she’d seen on tv so often over the years, there they were again.

Together. Holding hands, sharing kisses, looking happy. Happier than she’d ever seen them.

It made her happy knowing they had found their way back to each other.

She watched them for a moment, wondering if they would come up to the truck or were simply passing through on their way somewhere.

“Why don’t we just get tacos?” she heard TK ask. “They don’t need all of your fancy snacks, they’re our friends, they won’t mind.”

“I know… but I want it to be special. I want to always remember it.”

“Do you think you’ll forget it if we don’t have four different kinds of cheese?” TK stepped in front of Carlos and slipped his hands into his open jacket, around his waist.

“No…” Carlos trailed off and kissed the grin off TK’s face. “Just humour me ok? Let me have this.”

TK laughed a little.

“You can have everything you want baby, for the rest of our lives.”

They shared another kiss and Jessica almost felt like she was intruding on a private moment and made herself look away.

It was still early but she could do some prep work for the lunch rush.

“Hey, are you open for business yet?” she heard a now familiar voice ask from behind her a little while later. She turned around and saw Carlos and TK standing there with their arms around each other.

She smiled at them.

“For you guys? Always.”

“Good. Because we’re celebrating, and I miss your salsa.” TK told her.

“Apparently my cooking isn’t good enough for him anymore.” Carlos joked.

“You’re the best chef in the world, baby, but nothing compares to Jessica’s salsa.”

“Well my salsa has missed you too.” Jessica told them. “We both haven’t seen you in ages. I was beginning to think you’d moved away.”

“We did almost go to New York a while ago.” TK mused. “But our future is here.”

“My future is wherever you are. Even if that’s in New York.” Carlos vowed and the two of them shared a kiss, completely wrapped up in each other.

Jessica briefly wondered if they realised they were still standing in front of her truck or if they’d forgotten about the world around them altogether.

“We actually got engaged this morning.” TK told her after coming back down to earth when they broke the kiss.

“That’s great! Congratulations!” she said and found she was genuinely happy for them.

“TK proposed to me at 3:18 this morning.” Carlos said, beaming.

“And he said yes.” TK added.

“We haven’t even told our families and friends yet.”

“Wait, I’m the first person you told?” Jessica asked them.

“Yeah, yeah you are.” TK confirmed. “Some of our friends are coming over this afternoon and we’re going to tell them… and we should probably call our parents later too…” he trailed off.

“But this one was craving tacos and well… I can’t say no to him.” Carlos added with a smile.

---

Over the next few months business started to pick up more, Jessica hired someone to help her out part time, and TK and Carlos stopped by regularly for lunch, or just a catch up and some of her now famous salsa.

She’d heard everything from their search for a perfect wedding venue, and their frustrations on their parents taking over, to the giddy happiness when everything had been taken care of.

It was late one night in May when Jessica heard a car coming closer as she was in the middle of cleaning up and closing up for the night.

A pair of headlights turned onto the street and blinded her as they came closer.

She held up her hand to shield her eyes until thankfully the driver parked the car and turned off the engine.

She heard the car doors open and close but it wasn’t until they were right in front of her that she recognised Carlos and TK.

She smiled at them and tried to blink away the lights dancing in front of her eyes.

“Hi guys.”

“Hey.” TK replied and leaned on the truck. “I know we’re super later and you probably just want to go home… but I’m starving and we were hoping you would still have some leftovers? Of anything.”

“Uhm sure, I can throw something together for you.” Jessica told him and took a good look at the two of them. They were dressed in suits, looking smart but also kind of tired.

“You’re the best.” TK said dramatically and closed his eyes briefly as Carlos chuckled and pressed a kiss to his temple. “I feel like the only thing I’ve eaten today is a piece of cake.”

“That’s because that is the only thing you’ve eaten today.” Carlos reminded him. “You didn’t even look at the buffet.”

“Yeah, well, I was kind of busy.” TK said and leaned in for a kiss. “Busy marrying the love of my life.”

Jessica nearly dropped the container she’d been holding.

“You guys got married?”

The two of them nodded and held up their hands to show her their wedding rings.

“Today?”

“Yeah. Officially about…” Carlos started, quickly checking the time on his phone. “10 hours ago now.” He showed her a picture of himself and TK holding hands, standing in front of one of their friends who was officiating their marriage.

“Wow. Congratulations.” Jessica said sincerely. “This is on the house.” She put the take out container on the counter. “Call it my wedding gift for my two most loyal customers.”

They thanked her and showed her a few more pictures.

“We’re flying out to Hawaii in the morning for our honeymoon. 8 days in paradise as a gift from our parents.” Carlos told her while TK devoured the food. “So we should probably get going to get some sleep before our flight.”

TK nodded and held out his taco to feed Carlos a bite.

“Good?”

“Very.”

“Told you late night tacos was a good idea.”

Carlos nodded and stole another bite.

“Hey, get your own!” TK protested but Carlos just grinned.

“You just promised to share your life with me. That includes tacos.” He joked.

“I don’t remember that part of our vows, Reyes.”

“It’s Reyes-Strand now.” Carlos said and Jessica watched TK melt a little at the reminder.

They talked for a few more minutes and promised to stop by with pictures once they were back from their honeymoon.

“Enjoy Hawaii.” Jessica called out to them as they walked back to their car. Carlos’ arm around TK’s waist, TK leaning into him and feeding him bites of his taco.

She smiled to herself, thinking this is what true love looked like, and hoped one day she would find a love like theirs.

[dw19791967]

That Feeling Part 2

Pairing: Dean x reader (eventual), OFC Tyler

Warnings: language, unrequited love, angst, unwanted kissing, depression, anxiety, and feelings.

Trigger Warning: This fic contains discussions of depression and anxiety and feelings that go along with those. If that could be triggering for you I would skip out on this one. It is based on some experiences I have had in real life.

*All mistakes are my own!

I apologize for this taking forever!! I have had some things come up plus been busy with work. I think there will two more parts after this one. Make sure to read part 1 to understand this part!

-Layla

*I do not own this gif.

I had finally made my way back to my room a little after 11 that night. Dean had held me and tried to calm me down the best he could. I told him I needed some space and he understood. 

I slept like crap. Kept replaying the event in my head over and over again. How could I be so dumb. How could I let this happen? Why did I have to react like that? 

I woke up around 8 the following morning. My eyes were still puffy when I looked in the mirror. I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I decided it was time to get dressed. I changed into a pair of leggings and an oversized t-shirt. I made my way to the kitchen to get something to drink. 

“Hey Y/N. Dean and I went and grabbed your car from that bar earlier this morning.” Sammy greeted me with a slight smile. I figured that meant Dean had told him what had happened. 

“Hi Sammy, thank you. I appreciate it. ” I looked at him. I’m sure he could tell I had been crying. I brushed it off. I went to the fridge to pour myself a glass of tea. I warmed it up in the microwave. Hopefully this would help calm my nerves. 

“Where’s Dean?” I moved to sit down across from him at the table. 

“He went out, should be back soon.” He paused. “Do you want to talk about it? I’m here to listen, you know, you don’t have to handle this on your own.”

“Not right now Sam. I kinda just want to forget for a bit ya know? I slept like ass.” I placed my hand on his. “I do appreciate it though.”

I grabbed my glass and stood. “I think I’m going to lay back down for a bit, have a migraine.” 

“Y/N….” Sam moved to stand as well.

“I’ll be ok Sammy, promise.” I looked at him with a sad smile.

God I hope I will be. 

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Dean’s POV:

I ran to get some of Y/N’s favorite things. Tea, chocolate, ingredients to make tacos, bubble bath stuff, and her fruity girl drinks. It always amused me that she hated beer. To quote her “who wants to drink something that tastes like warm piss?”. 

I carried the stuff into the kitchen. 

“Hey she got up to get some tea but headed back to her room. She said she didn't feel like talking.” Sam moved to help me put the stuff away.

“I figured. She told me last night she needed some space but I also know that's code for "I will need you to remind me you care at some point.” I’ll check on her after I put this stuff up.” 

“Go ahead, I got it.” 

I moved down the hallway towards her room. I hated that this happened to her. She’s told me about her past and it wasn’t pretty. It scares the crap out of me that sometimes humans are the worst type of monsters. I wanted to beat the shit out of every son of a bitch that had hurt her but she said it wouldn’t be worth it. It kills me inside that she thinks she isn’t worth it. She is beautiful, a badass, says what she thinks and doesn’t give a damn if it offends you, and has a heart of gold and would do anything for anyone. She has saved me more times than I can count in the short time I’ve known her. I couldn’t imagine my life without her. I can’t tell her this especially right now. I know she needs to get her head on straight. 

I reached her door. “Sweetheart?” I knocked gently.

___________________________

Y/N’s POV:

I had laid back down but of course couldn’t sleep. I laid there for an hour tossing and turning. Then I took some meds for my head. I guess crying and lack of sleep equals a huge ass headache. I couldn’t stop my mind from reeling. Maybe I deserve to feel like this? I mean I’m not perfect. I have made mistakes in my life, maybe this is my punishment? I have always struggled with depression and anxiety. Of course it got worse as time went on, especially being a hunter. I had managed to keep it under wraps pretty well until now. Now all the bad times are brought back to the surface. The boys don’t deserve to have to deal with my broken ass. Maybe it would be better if I left and spent some time on my own.

I felt my phone buzz below me. It was a text.

Tyler:  

Hey Y/N just wanted to check on you. I’m really sorry about how last night went down. I just thought that was what you wanted, especially since I had mentioned stuff before and you didn’t say anything. Anyway I am heading out tonight, want to meet up again? Maybe we could have a redo of last night and talk things out ;).

Shock was the polite way of describing how I felt reading his message. I needed to end this.

Y/N:

Tyler, I have thought things over and now realize I should have stopped talking to you sooner. Making lewd comments about my body, discussing being naked, telling me we were strictly friends, ignoring me when I needed a friend. There were a lot of mixed signals on your part. I guess me telling you that we could see where our friendship takes implied I wanted more and for that I apologize. This whole situation has made me realize that  I need to work on myself and put myself first. So this will be the last message you receive from me. Do not contact me again and please lose my number. 

I deleted the messages and blocked his number. I wanted a clean slate. 

“Sweetheart?” Dean was knocking on my door softly. 

“You can come in.” I moved to sit up slightly.

He made his way into the room. Seeing his face made me feel a little better. 

He sat down at the end of the bed by my feet. 

“I’m not going to ask how you are doing because I already know the answer. I went to the store and got some of your favorites. Is there anything you would like to do today?”

“I appreciate that De, you didn’t have to do that.”

“I know” he said with a smile.

“I would really like to sleep, I’m still exhausted but can’t get my mind to turn off. He messaged me, tried to apologize and get me to meet up with him again. I told him no and that I needed to put myself first. I told him I didn’t want to hear from him again.” I played with a string on my quilt to distract me from his inevitable reaction. I knew he would be pissed. Pissed that the idiot had the balls to message me, pissed that I didn’t tell him to take a flying leap.

“I’m proud of you for setting the boundary Y/N, that is a huge step.” He reached for my hand. 

Wait, he wasn’t pissed? Who is he and what has he done with my Dean?

“I figured you would be pissed at me for messaging him back.” 

“I mean does it piss me off that he thought it would be a good idea to message you? Of course. But I also know you needed to tell him the effect this had on you. You need to be able to move on, I would never be mad at you for doing that.” He moved his thumb back and forth across my hand. He always knew how to comfort me. 

“I appreciate that you have done more for me in the last 24 hours than I could have ever expected or asked of you. You don’t have to keep doing things for me ya know?” I looked up at him now. God, those eyes. He could ask me to rob a bank for him and I probably would. 

“I’m doing these things because I want to. You are my best friend, my girl. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you. I’m here because I want to be.” He looked into my eyes and smiled. 

“So you didn’t answer my question, what do you want to do?”

“I’m not really sure, I know I’m not up for being around a lot of people. I kinda just want to go for a drive and listen to music, try to get my mind to think of something else ya know?” I said. 

“If that’s what you want to do then that is what we will do. Get your shoes on Sweetheart, let’s go.” Dean smiled.

[grubloved]

signs & wonders on the walk today

single abandoned chicken wing

bush so full of house sparrows it was quivering and you could hear it across the street

guy with 3 foot long beard (said hi to me)

worlds fattest taco truck pigeon

fire hydrant actively exploding

shirt in a store window with a #deep quote on it that was attributed to chatgpt

[typingtess]

NCIS: Los Angeles Season 14 Rewatch:  “Flesh & Blood”

The basics:  Investigate a Navy wife fleeing the scene of her husband’s murder.

Written by:  Chad Mazero co-wrote “Internal Affairs”, “Revenge Deferred”, “Where Everybody Knows Your Name”, “The Noble Maidens” and “Pandora’s Box”.  Wrote “Tidings We Bring”, “Can I Get a Witness”, “All Is Bright”, “Diamond in the Rough”, “High Society”, “Murder of Crows”, "Overdue" and "Sorry for Your Loss".

Directed by:  Daniela Ruah directed “Russia, Russia, Russia”, “Lost Sailor Down”, “Pandora’s Box” (co-written by Chad Mazero) and “Live Free or Die Standing”.

Guest stars of note:  Pamela Reed returns from season 11’s “High Society” as Roberta Deeks, Bar Paly returns from “Of Value” as Anastasia “Anna” Kolcheck, Natalia Del Riego is back from “Game of Drones” as Rosa Reyes, Kavi Ramachandran Ladnier is back from the previous episode “Dead Stick” as NCIS Reserve Agent Shyla Dahr, Marnee Carpenter as Alice Morgan, Lauren "Lolo" Spencer as Ella and Rif Hutton as Navy Commander Albert Burns

Our heroes:   Work with an abused wife to find some explosives while working through some home issues.

What important things did we learn about:

Callen:  Waiting for Hetty to get married. Sam:  Worried that Callen is avoiding getting married. Kensi:  Feels like she’s not prepared for motherhood. Deeks:  Bad baseball game in June of 1990. Fatima:  Absent. Rountree:   Looking to put his Beale bucks to good use. Kilbride:  Not pleased with Deeks’s attitude about the Navy spousal abuse response.

What not so important things did we learn about:

Callen:  Orphan. Sam: Once again looking for a caretaker for Raymond. Kensi:  Hanging with Bertie, buying cleats with Rosa at the mall and negotiating teen angst. Deeks:  Owes Kensi for hanging with Bertie. Fatima:  Not around. Rountree:   Called “Shark Tank” by Shyla. Kilbride:  Not pleased with the Navy’s spousal abuse response in the cut scenes.

Where in the world is Henrietta Lange?  Don’t know but Anna wants her found so she can marry Callen.

Who's down with OTP:   Anna and Callen are trying to negotiate their way around a wedding date.  Kensi and Deeks are trying to negotiate their way around Bertie.

Who's down with BrOTP:  With the teams mixing and matching all episode, not a lot of BrOTP time but Shyla worked well with all.

Fashion review:  Callen starts the episode in a black running shirt and black shorts.  Wears a button down medium blue shirt for the rest of the episode.  Sam has a wine colored long-sleeve tee-shirt.  Kensi is in a white tee-shirt with thin blue stripes.  Cornflower blue long-sleeve tee for Deeks.  Rountree is wearing a light brown long-sleeve tee.  Kilbride is in his civilian uniform with a medium blue three-piece suit, pale blue dress-shirt, blue tie.

Music: Not today.

Any notable cut scene:   Finally!  As Rountree is packing up for the day, Shyla asks him if he wants to go out for some tacos.  He can’t – he’s meeting with his friend David Packer about his investment money.  Shyla asks him not to.  Understanding that she may be overstepping, she knows Rountree has a real fire inside after what happened with Jordyn and the LAPD.  The person Rountree needs to invest in is himself. 

As they leave, Sam is find a caretaker for his Dad.  The Admiral says that gets Sam a good night’s sleep.  The Admiral also thinks Alice Morgan deserved better.  The Admiral thinks maybe they should blow up the whole damn book on abuse cases.  Then promises to if Sam tells anyone he said that, the Admiral would make sure Sam didn’t get a good night’s sleep ever again.

Quote:  Deeks:  So it's, uh... June 30, 1990.  And my mom decides she wants to take me to watch the Dodgers play the Cardinals.  And I will never forget that day.” Alice:  “I don't care about sports.” Deeks:  “That's funny, 'cause I don't care about sports either.  No, the reason I remember it is because it was so hot.  Like, L.A. had been coming off this massive heat wave and I can still see the ice cream cone melting as it's being passed down the row.” Alice:  “Now you want to talk about weather?” Deeks:  “Actually, I do, because...that is the other thing that I can still see from that day, is my mom.  And she's sitting next to me in this 90-degree heat, except for the fact that she is wearing...she's wearing jeans and a long-sleeve turtleneck.  And she was covered up like that the whole entire summer.  Not that it matters, because she couldn't cover the bruises on her face.” Alice:  “Did he spare you, at least?” Deeks:  “No.   I mean, but I was a kid, right?  Kids are supposed to have bruises.  I'd just tell the teachers that, um...I got another fight in the playground.  What do you tell people?” Alice:  “I don't have anyone left to tell.  He made me push everyone away.” Deeks:  “Yeah, they do that.”

Runner up:  Rountree:  “Was all that true? About your dad?” Deeks:  “Every word of it.”

Anything else:  At night in a suburban neighborhood, a woman is frantically packing her things.  She gets a phone call from her father and tries to blow him off.  Seeing her in a mirror, her clothes are covered with blood.  Her father is recommending a Tom Hanks movie as she is trying to get him off the phone.  She tells her father she loves him as she tries to leave the house.  A man’s dead body is making it hard to open the door.  But she succeeds.

Callen arrives home with two smoothies.  He’s worn out which surprises Anna.  She ran for six-miles, he “bailed” after two.  Since the bagel place didn’t have bagels, he brought smoothies.  Anna wanted bagels before her job interview that day.  She also wants to pick a wedding date.  Every time of the year Anna mentions, Callen has a reason not to get married at that time.  She offers him an out when it comes to getting married.  He wants to get married, Callen assures her, just find the right time to do it.

At the Blye-Deeks home, everyone is running around as the day starts.  Rosa is missing her backpack.  When Kensi tosses it, Deeks walks right into the tossed backpack.  Rosa and Deeks review her latest assignment as they hustle to leave.  Deeks gets a phone call – it’s Bertie.  She’s been on the road for six months of “eat, pray and loving” her way across the country.  Deeks thinks this is all TMI.  After seeing “Nomadland”, Bertie rented out her apartment so she is going to crash at the Blye-Deeks residence.  She needs someone to be there to let her in.  Rosa really needs to leave for school so they are going to figure something out.

Walking near the gym, Shyla hears Rountree working out and quoting “300”.  He’s working on an ancient martial arts technique to strengthen his grip and arms.  When Rountree gets a text, he asks Shyla to look at his phone – they could have a case.  Instead, Rountree has a text from “Packer” who is talking about his pants being on fire.  Packer is a friend of Rountree’s from Quantico.  Packer is starting a clothing line and Rountree is a possible investor.  He’s looking to grow some of the money Eric left them all last year.  After what happened to Rountree and Jordyn, he's looking to invest that money into a growing business.  Shyla would have taken the Eric money and spent some time in Tokyo.

Sam has a call and so does the Admiral.  Both are unhappy with their calls.  Sam lost another caretaker for Raymond, NCIS is making Kilbride go through another round of approvals for expenses.  Cranky men in Ops alert.

The Admiral looks around an empty Ops and wonders where is everyone.  On the screen is the dead man blocking the door from the opening scenes.  He is Lt. Jeff Morgan, an intelligence officer working out of a DoD Task Force.  Morgan was stabbed several times.  There are real concerns because Morgan was part of a team developing software to integrate intelligence gathered by all branches of the armed services.  If an outsider or foreign government got access to that software, they’d have access all U.S. military intelligence.  Sam asks if there are any suspects – China, Russia, Iran or Alice Morgan, Jeff’s wife.  She’s was seen leaving the house at the estimated time of death. 

In the office driveway, Kensi and Deeks are arguing about who is going to help Bertie unpack.  Deeks is owed a favor by Kensi and he’s calling it in. She’s not interested in helping unpack all of Mama Deeks’s Michael Bublé fannish things.   Besides, Deeks should help his mother.  Callen arrives but isn’t interested in hearing any of this – he’s an orphan.  Deeks says that funny, Callen doesn’t agree. 

Sam joins the trio, the most we’ve seen of this foursome together in a while.  He's been working since 8AM and everyone else just arrived.  Callen and Sam are off to the boatshed to meet with Morgan’s CO, Sam would like Kensi and Deeks to join Rountree at the crime scene.  Sighing Kensi mentions she has some accrued leave Kilbride wants her to take so she’ll help Roberta, get Rosa from school and Rosa can meet Bertie.  Deeks tells Kensi he owes her. 

At the house Morgan household, Rountree found a locked laptop – Shyla is getting a warrant to get in.  Deeks is looking through some magazines while Rountree picks up the Morgans’s mail.  One magazine has expensive furniture.  Speaking of money, LAPD found a Rolex on Morgan’s wrist and a Lexus in the garage – this wasn’t a robbery gone bad.  Rountree is confused – a junior officer like Morgan doesn’t make Rolex money.

Deeks flips through Morgan’s credit card bills – they are big.  Since Alice Morgan didn’t have a job, the only way they could afford their lifestyle was if Jeff Morgan was selling military secrets.  Deeks sees that the credit card bills include electronic toll charges – an EZ Pass.  They can find Alice Morgan’s location that way.

In the boat shed, Morgan’s CO, Commander Burns, is not thrilled to be there.  There are cellphones for meetings like this.   He should be in his office dealing with the fallout from the tragedy of Morgan being killed and not sitting in the boatshed – a “Bubba Gump’s”. 

Sam asks about the software.  According to Burns, it tracks everything from emails between intelligence offices to weapons and ordnance use and supplies.  Morgan was doing data analytics for the team but a month ago, he started visiting weapon manufacturers to make sure their software would work the with military’s new software.  Burns really didn’t have much of an opinion of Morgan except he was a good kid.  With hundreds of men under his command, he really didn’t know much about him.  He remembers Alice Morgan was quiet and unfriendly.  Burns is done with Callen and Sam.  He’ll answer any other questions by phone – he has work to do.  Callen and Sam want to check into Morgan’s travel vouchers to see where he went and who he saw.

In Ops, Shyla was able to get into the locked laptop but most accounts were logged out.  She was able to get into Alice Morgan’s text messages – the laptop and Alice’s phones were synced up.  There was a confirmation code for a company called Home Connection – discrete vacation rentals.  Shyla finds Alice Morgan booked a home on Larchmont an hour after she was seen leaving her home the night before.

In Larchmont, Rountree is really impressed with the area.  Good investments homes, water views – Rountree is talking about investments when Deeks says “Alice Morgan” who he sees leaving the rental house.  Rountree says “Alice Morgan” which has the same effect of yelling “federal agents” since Alice starts to run.  After she throws a branch cutter at Deeks, Rountree gets her to stop as she’s climbing a fence.  She is armed but surrenders. 

In interrogation, Deeks is on the right side of the table while Rountree is in the corner.  Deeks is rattling on about the “Chose Your Adventures” books when Rountree says they have witnesses who saw her flee the scene of a murder.  Rountree and Deeks can sit with Alice in interrogation all day or they can help her.  Alice wonders where they were six months ago when she asked for help.  Deeks wants to know what happened six months ago.  Alice says she talked and talked and talked and nobody wanted to help.  She moves in her chair, making sure her jacket and long sleeves cover her arms.  An obviously bothered Deeks wants to take a break.  He’s getting everyone coffee.

Callen and Sam return to the office.  Cheryl, Raymond’s latest caretaker who is very into birds according to Callen, quit when Raymond started talking about war pigeons.  Mentioning that Raymond’s previous caretaker quit when he wouldn’t ride in her Mazda – Raymond likes American-made cars – Callen thinks Sam is avoiding the real issue.  Sam loves this conversation because Callen is all about avoiding issues…like his wedding date.  Sam is sure Anna will understand whatever is holding Callen back.  The Admiral walks by – everyone to Ops.

Shyla tells an arriving Callen and Sam that Alice Morgan isn’t talking.  Commander Burns sent over Morgan’s travel vouchers.  Comparing the travel vouchers to Morgan’s EZ-Pass charges, “something is rotten in Denmark” according to Shyla.  Morgan visited a number of companies that made high-grade military explosives.  After every meeting, he would go someplace 20-miles past his home.  Using Kaleidoscope, Morgan is seen driving into a storage facility in El Monte two-days before he was killed.  Sam gets a call from the caretaker agency.  He’s taking it outside of Ops.

Deeks returns alone to interrogation with a cup of coffee for Alice.  He explains it is June 30, 1990 and his mother takes him to a Cardinals-Dodgers game.  He remembers that day.  Alice doesn’t care about sports.  Deeks doesn’t either but he will always remember that day.  It was so hot.  Ice cream cones were melts as they were being passed down the row.  Alice doesn’t want to talk about the weather either.  Deeks does.  Because all he really remembers from that day – his mother wearing jeans and a long-sleeve turtleneck.  Not that it really mattered – she couldn’t cover the bruises on her face.  She wore clothes like that for the entire summer. 

Alice asks if “he” spared Deeks.  Deeks says no but kids are supposed to have bruises.  He would tell the teachers he was fighting in the playground.  “What do you tell people?”  Alice said she had nobody to tell.  Her husband made her push everyone away.  Deeks asks how long has the abuse been going on.  Physically, Alice tells him, three-years.  “Mentally, who knows.”  She doesn’t have access to their bank account.  Morgan controlled every part of her life.

Deeks asks if a few months ago, she told the Navy.  There was a  military hotline and she called.  She didn’t hear back.  She filed a report with the family advocacy center who told her they’d look into it.  Deeks has to asks and understands if she did – did Alice kill her husband?  She didn’t – she found him dead when she arrived home.  What surprised Alice was even after everything he did, she tried to save him.  It doesn’t surprise Deeks. 

Deeks asks why did she run.  Alice explains that her husband was a valuable asset to the military, “I’m not.”  She was afraid her reports would be used as motive.  She asks for a few minutes and Deeks agrees.  As he’s leaving, she mentions that her husband would smell like motor oil after he returns from his business trips.  

At home, Bertie is telling Rosa about skinny dipping at a Ramada Inn off the Strip in Vegas.  Kensi isn’t thrilled.  Rosa is really entertained.  She would like to see Adele in Las Vegas, a friend has a condo and the family would let her use it.  The friend, Tay, is from her calculus class and Bertie is down on calculus.  With a disastrous marriage, three dead-end jobs and a brush with a pyramid scheme, she never used the Pythagorean theorem.  That’s really geometry, Kensi notes but Rosa is in love.  Bertie is the coolest.  Since Rosa needs to soccer cleats, she asks Kensi to take her and Tay to the mall.  Bertie moves on to a story about taking a sound bath behind a DQ in Marfa.

At a storage unit facility, Callen, now teamed up with Shyla, is brought to Jeff Morgan’s storage unit by the manager.  The place was cleaned out but still smells like almonds and motor oil – explosives manufacturers put the scent into their product on purpose.  Callen finds a small piece of C-4.  Shyla doesn’t think Morgan was killed for the software, he was killed after using his access to these explosive manufacturers to procure some product.  Callen worries about where the explosives are now.

The woman managing the storage unit place wants all the inside scoop if there is a dead body – she has a true crime podcast.  Three men were removing boxes from the back of the storage facility when the woman started her shift.  She doesn’t have access to the video surveillance, however, only her boss can do that.  Shyla wants the woman to call her boss – they need the footage now.  Shyla is also going to contact Commander Burns to figure out what is missing.

In Ops, Kilbride confirms that Alice Morgan contacted the military abuse hotlines to Deeks and Rountree in the boat shed.  The people running the hotlines say they take all abuse complaints seriously but there wasn’t enough information to move it to NCIS.  The Pentagon invested $1-billion to remedy this situation after past failures.  Deeks wonders how much of that money could have been saved if this was a priority from the start.  The Admiral is not pleased with Deeks’s statement.  He says since Alice didn’t kill her husband, figure out if she knows who did and disconnects.

Looking at Deeks, Rountree asks how much of the story he told Alice was true.  “Every word of it,” is Deeks’s reply.

Bertie finished doing laundry though Kensi out of the dryer sheets.  Asking for Rosa, Kensi explains that she’s negotiating between Tay and a friend over a disagreement.  She also tells Bertie that she doesn’t have to do laundry.  Bertie missed doing the laundry.  Kensi tries telling her mother-in-law that she and Deeks missed her but Bertie knows better. 

Bertie also knows Kensi is feeling a bit overwhelmed by parenthood.  Kensi notes that she’s not “technically” Rosa’s parent.  Bertie asks Kensi if she loves Rosa and wants to keep her safe.  Kensi does on both.  Bertie follows up - does Kensi fear she isn’t doing enough even though she’s exhausted from doing too much.  “Every single morning.”  Bertie doesn’t care about “technically” – Kensi is Rosa’s parent.  Kensi spent her entire NCIS career being one step ahead of everyone else.  She thought she could do that with being a parent.  She couldn’t.

Bertie offers some words of wisdom from her mother about being a parent – it’s like being pecked to death by a chicken.  That’s not helpful. 

Shyla has news for “Shark Tank” – Rountree.  She’s sending video of the three men who took the explosives from the storage unit but the footage is awful.  Rountree goes into interrogation to see if Alice knows any of the men.  Alice recognizes one of the men – she met him at a wine festival.  She remembers the date – it was her birthday.  She thought he was doing something nice for her birthday.  Obviously not.  As Rountree goes to tell Shyla, Alice asks Deeks what happened to his father.  Deeks tells her he shot him and two weeks later, he was in jail.

Callen and Shyla return to the office.  She gets a call as she returns to Ops, Callen goes to see Sam in the bullpen.  They are on a video call with Commander Burns.  He assures Callen and Sam that he’s been working with ATF.  15 to 25 pounds of C-4 is missing with a lot of blasting caps and detonation cord. Callen asks abuse complaints about Morgan.  Burns did not have enough evidence to move forward.  Before Callen and Sam could press him, Shyla needs them in Ops.  They quickly end the call but promise to call back.

In Ops, Shyla found Morgan had several bank account Alice Morgan knew nothing about.  Several of them received $9,000 deposits in the prior week – a transaction amount just under the amount of money a bank would have to report to Feds.  Met World Holdings sent the money.  It is owned by an Ivan Parson, who looks like one of the man in grainy video.  Met World Holdings is an import/export business – they move fine foods and fine wines.  Parson is connected to extremist groups in Ireland, Germany and Indonesia. 

The Admiral is looking for a sitrep.  Met World Holdings has an unoccupied space in Hollywood.  Deeks is getting Alice to a safe house so Callen, Sam and a seven-minutes out Rountree are at the unoccupied space.  The Admiral reminds everyone that the job is to get back the explosives without blowing up a city block.  The only way LA is going down in flames is if the Admiral has the match.

Callen and Sam move near the building.  They can see some shelves of items and a man but he’s not Parsons.  Going through the back door, Callen and Sam see Parsons.  Sam throws a wine bottle to get one of the men’s attention.  Sam quickly takes him out but makes enough noise to get Parsons and a minion to run.  Callen tackles the friend but Parsons gets to his vehicle.  An arriving Rountree stops him but Parsons throws his bag of explosives in the air and shoots them.  That sends Rountree flying but Sam takes down Parsons with ease.

As Parsons is being taken away, Callen tells Sam and Rountree that Morgan wanted to back out of the deal but Parsons already paid for the explosives.  Morgan was either scared or greedy.  He also wasn’t as tough as he thought he was.

Deeks joins Bertie on the back porch.  They share a couple of beers as Bertie asks if he got all the cats out of the trees.  Deeks said he did his best.  Deeks wants to talk about “Dad”.  Bertie isn’t interested in her past.  Deeks doesn’t think that’s fair – it is their past.  He only wants to know how she made it through.  “Vicodin and Sally Jessy Raphael,” is her answer.  She doesn’t know. 

Bertie explains that Deeks’s father took everything from the two of them, including the person Bertie used to be. But when he was gone, with Deeks’s help, she got that person back.  She’s made a lot of mistakes since that in her life but it is her life.  Deeks approves. 

Kensi and Rosa join Deeks and Bertie on the patio.  They’re just back from the mall.  Rosa would like to visit San Francisco and Deeks is all in on that.  Bertie invites herself – she knows a thruple up in Barstow that can rent then an RV.  Deeks is horrified by his mother being in a thruple.  Bertie assure him she’s not a part of the thruple, she just knows one. 

Anna returns home.  She thought they were going to dinner but Callen has a candles and some wine.  He also got bagels.  He loves Anna and he’d marry her tomorrow.  When they get married, he wants to be surrounded by everyone that means everything to them.  Arkady and Hetty are part of the package.  Anna isn’t happy but Callen explains Hetty has been in his life from the beginning.  He can’t get married without her.  She has more of the story and he needs her to tell it.  If he doesn’t do this, Hetty will always be the other person in the room.  He doesn’t need a lot more time but Anna is giving him all the time he needs.  She only asks the he tell the truth, even with it is hard, especially when it is hard.  He promises he will.

What head canon can be formed from here:   While the case of the week wasn’t much, that felt intentional.  The guys who stole the explosives were plot points.  They weren’t the typical bad guy – they were a bunch of dudes.  The hour instead was about family relationships.  It started with the Kolcheck-Callen and  Blye-Deeks households, moved to Rountree talking about his sister, Sam with his father and then the case of the week.

This was a terrific Deeks episode.  Light and goofy dad/husband at home, sad and serious with Alice and later with the Admiral, Rountree and Bertie.  There should be a bonus for the person who decided Pamela Reed would work as Deeks’s mom.  Just as light and goofy she could be in most of the episode, she was sad and serious near the end.  That scene with them alone wasn’t just family, it was two survivors who built themselves the lives they enjoy.

For a program and an NCISVerse that is mostly pro-military, there was a real sense of disgust by Deeks and disappoint/disgust late in the episode by the Admiral over the handling of Alice’s abuse case. 

Loved the explosion that sent Rountree flying – that’s the show I know and love.

Episode number:  Episode 307 overall, the fifth episode of season 14.

[askthe-iii-shipchildren]

Some headcanons for the kids my friend made up @alliloving

(this is very long so it's all under the cut ⬇️)

- Red says mathematical equations in his sleep

- When the kids were younger theu would play house, Candelabra would be the Mom, Red would be the Dad, Burrito is the dog, Radio is the brother, Torch is the cousin, Medal is the annoying baby

- Radio paints his nails

- Burrito likes pink, frilly dresses but would never admit it

- When Candelabra was in school a kid was picking on her, and she got stressed and kicked him in the chin and ran

- Medal has been caught wearing "feminine" clothes

- Torch had an emo phase, and everyone constantly reminds him of

- Candelabra ate paper towels as a kid

- Candelabra kisses her friends on the cheek

- Burrito really wants to be closer to everyone in the group, especially Candelabra and Radio, but she doesn't know how so she jus is a bitch

- Torch really hates those sugar cookie things but nobody will ever know

- Medal loves those cookies tho

- Medal has DEFINITELY done the challenge where u see how many marshmallows you can put in your mouth

- Torch and Burrito smoke weed on the regular

- One time Taco left Burrito alone in the forest for a full day so she slept in a tree, and now is really good at climbing

- There was a time Candelabra broke both her legs and everyone had to help her, and it happened when the kids were outside so they had to drag a crying Candelabra inside and explain what happened to Silver and Candle

- Candelabra broke a finger once and it healed crooked so she just has a crooked finger

- Medal broke his tail bone once and everyone made fun of him for it

- Red has a gap in his tooth that makes him look more nerdy, and he also has to use those big glasses for a long time

- One time Silver Spoon found Candelabra asleep in a dumpster with a family of possums, and Candelabra would refuse to get out so Silver had to pick her out with a grabber thing

- When Candelabra is grown she definitely has multiple pet reptiles

- Torch is very proud of his long hair, refuses to take slander, refuses to go to a hair salon, his hair is basically his child (more of a humanized setting)

- In a group chat with all the kids, they would all be having an important discussion, and Burrito would jus send a stupid meme out of nowhere

- Candelabra had a gacha phase, and she had a YouTube channel with a cringy gacha series, and she can't log back in to the account to get rid of it, so everyone jus sends her the link to the videos to mess with her

- Medal has a missing tooth

- Candelabra definitely practiced kissing on her hand

- Candelabra really likes dancing with Torch, so she has to teach Red to dance cuz he got jealous

- Radio quotes old vines a lot

- Medal never goes a day without hearing a dad joke

- Torch has a tongue piercing and he thinks no one knows about it

- Burrito would get back dermal piercings

- in the future Candelabra would get tattoos, and she'd be matching with some of Candles tattoos. And Silver isn't the type to want a tattoo but he would get one jus to match with the three of them

- Torch has a shirt that says I love hot moms, and then a shirt that says I love dilfs

- Candelabra has three pet snakes but they hate each other so she keeps them in sperate tanks

- Candelabra has taken home and raised many baby possum, and Silver and Candle knew nothing

- Medal is mischievous

- Medal and Candelabra are besties and go to Target at 3 AM, and one of them always rides in the shopping cart

- Candelabra and Medal have friendship bracelets

- Candelabra and Burrito do get along sometimes but they always find a way to piss each other off

- Torch has a really cool style and everyone is jealous

- As a kid, Taco would construct shacks in the forest for her and Burrito but they always fall apart easily so they would have to build it back up a lot

- Candelabra really likes Steven universe and makes everyone watch it with her

- Burritos favorite color is pink and no one will know

- Candelabra played with Monster high dolls

- Red would be a slow and nervous driver, and Medal is the exact opposite

- As a kid Candelabra would try and bring in a ton of bugs and rodents in the hotel, but Silver would always stop her. As she got older Silver noticed she stopped and was happy, but Candelabra still does it she jus got sneaky

- (When he's older) Medal really tried to be cool a smoke a cigarette, but he lit the wrong end

- Red had a lisp growing up, but it went away as it went older, but it comes out whenever he's mad or talking too fast

- Medal is a really sore loser but he's working on it

- Medal also sucks at Mario Cart and Torch always beats him

- Radio really liked the Dork Diaries books, but Bow would read them too, so one day he found a ton of the books and was like "Oh hell yeah" and that's when he started liking them

- Candelabra would dye her hair crazy colors, and the first one she did was red hair, so one day Silver walked in and jus saw red stains all over the bathroom and freaked out, until he saw Candelabra with red hair

- Torch loves sandwiches, if he could eat nothing but sandwiches he would

- Medal was dared to stick his finger in a fire.. now he has a little burn mark

- The entire group does matching Halloween costumes, and one year they did the Teletubbies and one had to be the baby sun and one was Noo Noo (it was Radios idea)

- It would suck sitting next to Candelabra in a movie theater

- There was a point in time where Candelabra was learning to bake, and she made the worst cookies and everyone had to pretend to like them

- Torch serves cunt

- Medal really likes my little pony, and no one will know (When they were really young Medal saw Candelabra watching it and loved it)

- Medal is really sensitive but crys in private so no one knows (Some good angst potential for victory flame)

- Burrito is a dog person

- Torch would like poodles

- Medal has a pet ferret

- Red has a pet parrot and taught it to talk, and it's name is Izzy

- One time Radio accidentally touched Torches hair and Torch smacked the fuck out of Radio (more humanized)

- Not a HC but I think I traumatized my friend with Teletubbies jus felt like saying

- Candelabra likes to collect really exotic bugs and spiders and snakes

- Burrito has a bunch of scars on her knees and legs because of how many times she has tripped in the forest

- Burrito really likes fast food. After she came to the hotel she noticed the kids had McDonald's, and she tried some and loved it

- Candelabra loves mac and cheese a very scary amount, like.. very scary

- Torch knows how to make weed brownies, where he got the knowledge no one knows and no one will know

- Candelabra ate sand as a kid

- Candelabras favorite Disney princess is Jasmine, Burrito likes Pocahontas, and Medal likes Cinderella

- They all share one Netflix account, and the continue watching bit is just a bunch of random shows (wait till they realize they can make different profiles)

- Candelabra is very wreckless, like very

- Medal would be Rainbow Dash, Red would be Twilight, Candelabra would be Pinkie Pie, Radio would be Fluttershy, Torch would be Rarity, and Burrito can be Apple Jack

- Candelabra likes sanrio characters, and her favorite is Usahana

- Medal had an anime phase, and everyone hated him for it (/hj)

- Candelabra would take very hot showers

ALRIGHT THAT IS ALLLL

This was very long but headcanons are very fun so hopefully this was fun for u to

I'm going to bed soon shit

Also I counted, I think it's like 79 headcanons 😭😭

Some of them are my headcanons I added or added to my friends headcanons btw

Alright now I gotta sleep fuckity fuck fuck

[skyburger]

lately ive been going through my google history when im bored (which is so incredibly entertaining btw. highly recommend) and apparently, after double-checking my camera roll that date & finding proof to support this theory, i did indeed first watch hlvrai on november 4th of 2020. absolutely insane. i thought i hadnt seen it until mid-2021 at LEAST.

shoutsout to my friends who i watched it with at the time half of which i dont talk to anymore... i owe u for getting me into funny half-life series. thank you oomf

WARNING !!! below the read more is a long fucking list of funny* things i found in my camera roll from the week i first watched hlvrai. like not the images themselves just me talking about them. i dont know why i thought that was a good idea but alas i already spent 90+ minutes writing that all out and tbf i did have a good laugh looking at that shit. anyway the warning is because its long as fuck and i'm willing to bet not at all interesting to anyone who isn't me. i think if i talk any more i will ramble for fucking ever so ill shut up. WARNING OVER !!! miami make some fucking NOISE. dj tsumugi.

*please note these were funny to both me in late 2020 (age 15) and me now (older but not at all wiser). what im trying to say is read at your own risk because 90% of this is unfunny as fuck but it could be worse. it could be shit from when i was 12. That would be really bad i think

anyway here are some highlights from my camera roll from like the day before, the day of & the day after "the incident" (me watching hlvrai):

a ridiculous amount of terezi pyrope pictures. i had not (and still have not) ever read homestuck

at least 30 pictures of hugh o'conner. probably more if im being honest with myself

the same few pictures of kokichi ouma? for some reason?

like a lot of pictures of nagito komaeda. there is at least one screenshot where my discord pfp is nagito. Something Happened

vriska and nepeta also make an appearance. the former more so but not nearly as much as terezi for some reason

a lot of screenshots of discord convos involving various hughdebeste aus. some favorites are the homestuck au, the peabody & sherman au(???), the meet the robinsons au(??????), splatoon au

blu and red scout tf2 they have taco bell and kfc shirts respectively?

professor sycamore from pokemon and professor sycamore from layton. there are multiple images of each and theyre right next to each other

screenshots of the homestuck wiki. Concerning

a screenshot of an email i got from nintendo about the special edition fortnite switch releasing

like a lot of screenshots of alfendi layton from when i was playing lbmr. not surprising but theres kind of a ridiculous amount

a picture of alvin (the chipmunk) that just says "WE DID IT"

screenshots of me talking in ridiculous 13375P34K on twitter and being accused of kinning from homestuck. quite frankly? i deserved that

hatsune miku makes a few appearances

many tumblr post screenshots. However i did not take these myself i just saved them from reddit. really ashamed to admit i did this for literal years even when i used tumblr at the same time

picture of professor layton standing in that one pose in that one picture i dont know how to describe it. the "you know i had to do it to em" one

that one bugs bunny suit meme and it says "i wish all boobed men a very pleasant evening". this was apparently important enough for me to save twice like an hour and a half apart

many screenshots of me on discord AND twitter posting quotes from hlvrai as i watched it. this includes on my masked disciple roleplay account

a picture of my danganronpa trilogy for ps4 copy. but its one of those live pictures so when i click on it i get attacked (i had the flash on because i took this picture in the dark)

that one really terrible picture of tommy coolatta thats like the first non-fanart picture of him on google images. thrilled to announce i think thats been the only image on his wiki page for years now

picture of hime & mikoto meika's mmd models. i think they had recently released or been announced at this point

catboy apollo justice & wolf boy klavier gavin gacha life gifs. i think my friend made this (if it was in fact my friend and not someone random this was the same friend who streamed hlvrai and thus changed my life forever btw)

that old meme about not passing [xyz] the aux because theyll play [abc]. it says "Do NOT pass the kinnie the aux / They'll just playin 'Alvvays - Archie, Marry Me (Official Video)'"

screenshots of calendar events i set up celebrating the anniversary of two dgs characters' deaths (genklimt fans rise up!)

screenshot of my real kinlist on my real carrd from 2020. i can tell it was just edited because this screenshot has scribbles on it (i circled the latest addition to my kinlist which is in fact "dr. coomer")

screenshots of me and my oomfs on this one specific anime rp roblox game that i WISH i could remember the name of. it let you import pngs of any character you wanted so we had pictures of ace attorney guys hanging out with madoka girls at some point. this specific instance includes klavier gavin, baby trucy wright, rosie from animal crossing & a blue orb thing(??). we are all incredibly small for some reason

john cena suit gangnam style depression. this is saved multiple times. does anyone else remember this post i used to be obsessed with it for some reason

picture of a historical moment in my life (the day i changed my ps4 username to "TheKokichiOuma" which i have regretted for years now. in my defense it did actually use to be worse than that im so serious. 2018 was a dark time why did i pick the name "DabWeebPolics". Horrific!

screenshot of a string of tweets between me and a friend at the time. the tweets arent actually important except for the first one which reads "these gummy bears taste british i cant explain it". this is only important because i remember these fucking gummy bears and they DID taste british in like the same way heathrow airport feels british you know

this one picture of my chemical romance in a forest(?) but bob looks like my fucking dad at a quick glance and it scares me every time i see it. i saved this multiple times over the course of that day

various pictures my friend made of jove justice being set on fire

the really short businessman with the fuckass bob from the lorax but my oomf edited him to look like kazuma asougi

picture of byakuya togami which is only funny because it has text on top of him that says "I. DO. NOT. GEC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

a single screenshot of a tumblr post about the events of That Day (destiel putin election day.) the only other thing referencing this in my gallery is a screenshot of the trending tab on twitter (the trends are, in order. 1. #TrumpMeltdown 2. destiel 3. #ElectionResults2020)

two paper mario character pngs followed by that one misha collins picture. you know the one

various screenshots of a mishapocalypse happening on twitter

more super paper mario pngs

im going through pictures slightly further out from nov 4th now (i think after i look at nov 2nd & nov 6th ill call it quits). first image i see is that "gay people i respect vs. gay people i dont respect" image and i dont know why i saved that nevermind i scrolled and immediately found i made a dgs meme out of that

phoenix wright BASED ON GAY MANGA?

went through the ace attorney mamboleo person's deviantart that day i think so i have various funny works of theirs saved. i think the average person actually would know them as the stamp on the ground animation person so. Thats them too. on a side note watching that video after you got into metal gear is fucking insane

that mom against cat boys tshirt

a lot of unnoteworthy professor layton & ace attorney & dgs images

ben shapiro on the ace attorney witness stand?

oh im finding out i got really fucking mad at william petenshy that day. iirc i got so fucking annoyed at this case i didnt even finish it i just. skipped it. i wasnt even playing it i was just watching it???

one of those "tag yourself / which mutual am i" posts but all the options are characters from my kinlist. one of the titles is a jfk clone high reference

screenshots of dms to klimt van zieks begging him to drop a kinlist

a screenshot of a friends reply to my tweet (hi doop) which did just remind me of my "damon gant is apollo justice's grandpa" theory. this tweet manages to tie yanni yogi into the family tree

screenshot of a discord music bot playing a youtube video (remember when they could do that?). the video is titled "henry ledore does his taxes for 10 minutes asmr"

apparently i looked at characters i share a mbti with that day. highlights include souseki (the dgs guy. no idea about the real one), ron delite, flora reinhold, pyro tf2, agent 8 (splatoon), n harmonia & my goat DERPY HOOVES

screenshot of part of twitter's trending page. it says that trending in the united kingdom, with at least 3,610 tweets, is "Homosexuals"

screenshots of multiple tweets in a row from me. they all involve me frantically talking about how i really want to kin nagito komaeda even though i know fuck-all about him

various pictures of markiplier (both in real life & in fma)

real screenshot of me unironically saying "mental illness innit" in reference to myself. this was in my twitter dms with my friends klimt van zieks roleplay account which is even worse

original gina lestrade & egg benedict image made by me. if you know the apollo gant image its basically that

okay i lied i went back to nov 1st and i think i'll check nov 7th afterwards. one full week of nonsense. this proved to be a good idea because i immediately found a screenshot of a text to my mom asking her if she kinned gnomeo from gnomeo and juliet. she said yes

possible origin of why i own a boss baby poster: oomf kin-assigned me the boss baby

possibly my favorite example of the twitter feature where it shows you the original tweet and then the last two replies on a long thread of replies to that post. the original tweet is me saying in all caps "i care him so much he is so small" about luke triton (what a 2020 sentence!). the last two replies are from me and then my oomf but i think only the first of the two needs recounting. it says "do you really want to explain vore to your teachers". i know i say i want context a lot but i genuinely do really want context for this what the fuck happened here

oh good! boss baby update: theres a screenshot of my ebay purchase of "BOSS BABY Poster A5"

im on pictures from november 7th now. i think i went through a figures bot that day because i have a frankly ridiculous amount of figures (mostly nendoroids. mostly miku nendoroids.) there's also the default hime & mikoto png in the middle of these

twitter notification screenshot. apparently kristoph gavin ace attorney followed me that day

i think i went and looked through a christian memes subreddit or twitter account or SOMETHING i dont know where else these all came from. this is followed by a staggering amount of facebook minion memes

side note: does anyone else remember the aatwt (ace attorney twitter) & puyo puyo twitter crossover event in the michael's customer service chat incident? that feels like a different universe

this one is really nothing compared to any of this other stuff but i do have proof of me saying "pog" unironically

grand finale to this saga is actually from a couple days after (nov 9th 2020) but after seeing the staggering amount of death the kid images i had saved over like two days (i had watched a couple episodes of soul eater with my pals) i felt compelled to dig up my "death the kid get wifi anywhere you go" fancam. i might post it later cause its a classic (only to me)

thank you all so much for watching remember to like and subscribe and whatever. thank you for reading this if you read it for some fucking reason. i spent just over an hour and a half looking through this shit & typing this but it was a nice walk thru memory lane tbh! im gonna shut up now before i start rambling. feel free 2 ask for the images or context to any of these i literally love rambling. peace and love on planet earth. LOVE YOU ALL!!! GOODNIGHT NEW YORK CITY

[bradfordfotos]

if you’re hearing LIONHEARTED BY PORTER ROBINSON playing, you have to know JOSHUA BRADFORD (HE/THEY; DEMIMALE) is near by! the TWENTY-FOUR year old PHOTOGRAPHER has been in denver for, like, HIS ENTIRE LIFE. they’re known to be quite CRITICAL, but being CHARISMATIC seems to balance that out. or maybe it’s the fact that they resemble MICHAEL CIMINO. personally, i’d love to know more about them seeing as how they’ve got those DIFFERENT COLORED CREWNECKS, THE SOUND OF THE SHUTTER GOING OFF, AND CALLUSES ON FINGERS FROM PLAYING GUITAR  vibes. and maybe i’ll get my chance if i hang out around the CHERRY CREEK DISTRICT long enough!

                                                        ○ ′ ✨  loved by taco

○ ′ ✨  –––––––––––––––––––  001

𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄  joshua emmanuel bradford 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄  josh , jeb ( best friends ) . 𝐃𝐎𝐁  september 21, 1998 𝐀𝐆𝐄  twenty - four 𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂  virgo 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑  demi - male 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒  he/they 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍  panromantic, pansexual 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 denver, colorado 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐍  denver, colorado 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒  english and spanish 𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍  photographer

○ ′ ✨  –––––––––––––––––––  002

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌  michael cimino 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑  dark brown/black 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒  dark brown 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓  5′9″ 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒  both ears pierced ��𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒  crown on his shoulder, quote on side, arrow on right arm 𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄  white and black t-shirts, plaid shirts, crewnecks, hoodies, silver locket, skater shoes, ripped jeans.

○ ′ ✨  –––––––––––––––––––  003

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘  mediator ( infp ) 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄  imaginative, thoughtful, passionate, charismatic, creative 𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄  critical, sensitive, self-isolating, unrealistic 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓  photography, singing, playing guitar, painting, writing, content creating, working out, hiking, swimming 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒  iced coffee

○ ′ ✨  –––––––––––––––––––  004

𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑  william bradford, fifty, fashion photographer 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑  emma bradford, fourty-seven, attorney 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 lucy davis, deceased 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 unkown 𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐈����𝐆𝐒  carleigha ortiz (half sibling), thirty three, librarian @xallmywolvesx

○ ′ ✨  –––––––––––––––––––  005

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐋𝐒        peter parker ( spiderman ) , clay jensen ( 13 reasons why ) , elena gilbert ( the vampire diaries ) , miguel rivera ( coco ) , betty cooper ( riverdale ) , luke skywalker ( star wars ) , nico hiraga, timothee chalamet , evan mock

○ ′ ✨  –––––––––––––––––––  006 tw ; death, car accident

when it came to the bradford family, they were considered the perfect all american family. william a well known fashion photographer, who grew up with wealth but still made a name for himself. emma bradford, an attorney, who's story really inspired people that no matter where you come from you can still become someone. and the moment joshua was adopted, it was like he had the whole world at the palm of his hands. his parents encouraging him to do whatever his heart desired.

joshua's story could have been different though. the first five years of his life he was raised by an amazing woman, his birth mother, lucy davis. his father was never in the picture, and that was okay, because he had lucy. but one night after a shift at the night and dine, a storm was brewing. driving back home was more difficult than expected, and out of nowhere a truck came driving towards her, ending in disaster.

with no record of his father, and there not being a next of kin to take joshua, he was eventually placed with the bradfords, who fostered the young josh. and they had fallen in love with joshua, even when he was so quiet and timid to begin with, but once he felt comfortable, they love how thoughtful, creative and sweet he was. they knew that they wanted him, and they decided to adopt him.

growing up with the bradfords, he was coming to his own. he loved his parents, and he loved what they did, always interested in what they do, specifically with his father's photography. his creative side being shown more and more, it was clear where his interest lied. so his parents had gotten him his first camera at thirteen. and his love for photography grew, amongst the rest of the arts.

he had accomplished a lot in his quarter life. winning photo competitions, going to college, and graduating with a business and photography degree. and now, he wants help young artist fulfill their dreams just like he was fulfilling his own. but there was still one thing he wanted to do before he started it all, he wanted to find who his birth father is. the problem was, there was no information on him. and he felt like it was finding a needle in a haystack. but he wasn't going to give up.

○ ′ ✨  –––––––––––––––––––  007

currently living with his parents as he figures out the next step in his life.

joshua has been trying to find any information on who is birth father is.

has found the last name of his biological father and landing on two families in town.

has been volunteering his time at l'arte district, wanting to host a young arts gallery in the future.

has eyes for a certain man, who also has become a bit of a muse.

is feeling ready to move out and looking for apartments in denver.

○ ′ ✨  –––––––––––––––––––  008

        WANTED CONNECTIONS

a love so powerful: this is the person that joshua never saw coming. yes, he has been in relationships before, and has hooked up with others, but this man really was someone he fell for first. the thing was, did he even feel the same? he never got so flustered like this before. and josh really is stuck feeling like that one awkward teenager he once was.

you are my brother: can be someone he grew up with and they are inseparable or possible the bradford's birth child. either way, him and joshua have been attached to the hip, and whenever one is around, so is the other. so watch out, cause they might bring some chaos.

best friends for life: if there was one person josh confided in practically everything, it was always his best friend. she's the girl that he tended to gravitate around for years, they even shared their first kiss together, and tried the dating, but decided that being friends was the right move. she's the one he always cared what she thought.

from bully to friends: it's crazy how the jock and the art kid once to hate each other. tale as old as time. but growing up had changed them both. one night out together and they ended up having a good time. who would have thought these unlikely duo would be good friends.

        OTHER CONNECTIONS

friends

exes

photographer friends

model/fashion friends

old classmates

[zmediaoutlet]

🛼 🧃

(Thanks for the ones you sent me! Hoping to get to them after work tonight 🤞)

(thank you, too! what's the point of the bluesite if we aren't high fiving each other!)

🛼 describe your latest wip with five emojis

Uhh. Let me pull up the Windows+. keyboard and stare into the distance for a few minutes...

🏚️🥃☠️😭🛫

🧃 share some personal lore you never posted about before

[that feel when you've been on here for a decade+ and have to remember all the shit you've blabbed about in that time]

When I was little I sometimes went to boy scout troop meetings with my brothers, because my dad was traveling for work just about every week and my mom had to take them to the meetings instead, and I was too small to be just abandoned all night on a Tuesday. My mom had this horrible blue Chrysler van and would ferry like 6 boys 'into town' (we grew up very rural) for the troop meetings. This was the non-Mormon troop in town, which a) meant that they actually did camping and learning instead of just churning badges to Eagle, and b) these kids were fuckin' degenerates, lol. There were lots of pranks and assholery and vicious games of shirts-vs-skins pickup football and also good-natured teasing and showing up for each other and trying their best, sometimes, or trying at all if their best wasn't possible. A scout is trustworthy, loyal, helpful, friendly, courteous, kind, obedient, cheerful, thrifty, brave, clean, and reverent. I don't know if they hit every marker -- I know for a fact that some of those boys didn't grow up to be the best men -- but it was a good thing in their lives, for a while, and sitting in the back of the meetings playing or reading or boredly watching was a good way to learn about the way that boys are. Plus there's this all-time quote, from my mother, after she bought Taco Bell for the neighbor boys and for some reason let Eric get an enchirito: Eric, if you fart one more time, I am throwing you out onto the highway!

[madammatcha]

Kid Killer & Yuri as incorrect quotes

Killer: Man, I only ever see you awake, do you ever shut down or stop running? Yuri: Oh, I'm always running! Yuri: The question is from what...

Killer: Don't stay up all night, Yuri. The last time you got this sleep-deprived, you tried to eat your own shirt.

Killer: What time is it? Kid: I don't know; pass me that saxophone and we'll find out Kid: * Plays sax loudly and extremely out of tune* Yuri: WHO THE HELL IS PLAYING THE SAXOPHONE AT TWO IN THE MORNING!? Kid: It's 2 am-

Killer: WHY. why did you give Yuri a KNIFE?! Kid: I'm sorry. She said they felt unsafe. Killer: Now I feel unsafe! Kid: I'm sorry. Kid: …would you like a knife?

Kid: Hey, did you know as a kid I accidentally ate paper? Yuri: I feel like we've all done that at least once. Killer: I ate it too- Yuri: See? Killer::-On purpose… Kid & Yuri: …What?

Kid: Well, remember when Killer made a romantic dinner for me? Yuri: Dad, he microwaved you a pizza-

Kid: Who thinks I can fit 15 marshmallows in my mouth? Killer: You're a hazard to society Yuri: And a coward. DO TWENTY.

Kid: Do you think different paints have different tastes? Yuri: They do. Killer: …Why did you say that with such certainty?

Kid: Yuri and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us Killer: * Sighing * What did Yuri do? Kid: They chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and… Yuri: Who wants a steering wheel?

Kid: You bought a taco? Yuri: Yes. Kid: From the same truck that hit Killer?! Yuri, with a mouthful of taco: Well, me starving ain't gonna help them.

Killer, driving Yuri and Kid: So how was your day? Yuri: We almost got surprise adopted! Killer: What? Kid: We almost got kidnapped. Killer: Oh, okay. Killer: * slams on the breaks* WAIT WHAT?!

Killer: Come on, I wasn't that drunk last night. Yuri: You were flirting with Kid. Killer: So what? They're my partner. Yuri: You asked them if they were single. Yuri: And then you cried when they said they weren't.

[sithwitch13]

AEW Collision 8/10/24

Finished making dinner and sat down literally the second Collision started

Hologram is so smooth, dang

OKAY THUNDER ROSA VS DEONNA IS NOW

I continue to love them both but Thunder Rosa emotional and covered in blood is just... very yes

God I love the Outrunners.

Sigh. FTR. But on the upside, the Outrunners!

Nigel quoting "Holding Out for a Hero" makes me want to hear Jennifer Saunders doing commentary.

I'll give FTR this: the matches they've been having with MxM and the Outrunners have done a good job showing that the comedy wrestlers are also very good technically.

KIP

I need Kip to whoop Nick Wayne's ass immediately

Rush vs Preston, this is the kind of "if you're so evil, kick this dog" conflict I'm a sucker for

Still upset that we didn't get the LFI/Blood In Blood Out tie-in that Jose the Assistant was talking about on Twitter. Also I really need to rewatch Blood In Blood Out. I have the DVD, I have no excuse.

I didn't get the Taco Bell interruption on Fite, but I guess they've decided to show a properly Taco Bell-less version again for everyone

SWERVE

That jacket looks like it was made from Gossamer the monster from Looney Tunes, but I dig it

Ishii!

Love watching Swerve visibly considering his course of action after every attempted pin. Like, we know Swerve is good. But he's also smart, which is his major advantage.

Claudio in a suit... yes.

Stat so evil but so attractive and strong

Short bald guy lol

MXM I LOVE YOU

"Let's get out of here!" *melts back down into the floor*

SHIDA HELL YES

Oof, more neck surgery for Danielson?

YES SHIDA VS MERCEDES WHEN

The fucking turtleneck ref shirt I'm dying

I like the Bang Bang Gang but I'mma need House of Black to win

Nigel, Charlton Heston wasn't in Spartacus

Bang Bang Gang are such delightful feral weirdos

CHRISTIAN YOU DICK

Probably should have seen that coming

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