#and his amazing stache

[stelly38]

😆 💙😍 💙 😂

I just felt like we needed to see all of these together in one place.

[recurring-polynya]

why are there no good gree cards of Iba? zero. he doesn't have any good bbs designs, either. i realize he is a side character that no one is particularly attached to, but there are 9,873,239 different Ichigos, is one picture of man in a gaudy leisure suit with big-ass lapels?? Academy uniform? Halloween costume? throw me the world's smallest bone, here.

[exvamps]

saw this dude in campus 2day and i literally cant stop thinking abt him. not bcz i like him but bcz I WANNA BE HİM SO BAD

[achilles-rage]

Can’t Hold Back

summary: the three times you almost jump eddie, and the one time you do.

word count: 3.7k

request: anon- I NEEEED something about reader being obsessed with Eddies moustache, just her wanting to jump him constantly cos she finds it so hot. Sorry I am so obsessed with the stache it’s unhealthy.

a/n: this was longer than i originally intended, but when i was writing the last part, the urge i have to suck the soul out of this man took over and we got this. i kept thinking about the ring pop scene when he tilts his head back okay?? sue me!! anyway, enjoy<3

warnings: smut, tiny comb slander (affectionately<3), no use of y/n, fem!reader, plus size!reader, race inclusive!reader

MDNI- 18+ only!

You remember the first time you saw Eddie’s mustache. You were extremely busy with work, so you hadn’t seen him for a couple weeks. When you finally had time to see each other, he invited you over for dinner, and when he opened the door, you weren’t sure what to do. 

He seemed a little nervous to show you, but you quickly reassured him that you liked it. Actually, you fucking loved it, but you felt a little weird about telling him that it made you want to drag him to the bedroom and not come out until the next day.

When he sets down the plate of food in front of you, your mouth waters. With so much newfound free time, he finally forced himself to learn to cook better, and it was definitely paying off. He seems so proud of himself when you take a bite and have to fight back a moan, and as amazing as the food is, you still struggle to finish your plate instead of skipping right to the end of the night.

It doesn’t help that the entire dinner, he’s extremely interested in everything you have to say; excited to finally catch up on everything going on the past few weeks that you insisted you “just had to tell him in person.” 

He’s being so attentive and sweet, and you can’t tear your eyes away from him.

Everytime he touches his mustache, or brings his napkin up to wipe his face, your eyes are glued to his lips. Frankly, you feel a little bit insane for how much you love the new addition to his face. You wonder if he’d be willing to grow a beard as well?

Once dinner is finished, you help him clear the table, and as he rinses the plates in the sink, you lean against the counter beside him. God, he’s even more attractive when he’s not paying attention, you think. He’s rambling on about a call he got the other day at work, and you try to listen intently, but with the way his mouth is moving, every word is pretty much in one ear and out the other.

When he reaches for the dish towel to dry his hands, you move to stand in front of him, slipping your arms around his neck and pulling him against you. Your lips find his quickly, and after he lets out a quiet hum of surprise, his arms are wrapping around your plush middle, keeping you against him as you deepen the kiss.

Just as you start to trail one hand down his chest, desperate to get to his belt, he breaks the kiss. He rests his forehead against yours as he takes in a big breath of air, his eyes sparkling and a big smile on his face. God, he’s missed this.

“I have a surprise.” he tells you softly, as if afraid to disturb the calmness surrounding you two.

“What?” you ask with a grin, although the question begging to fall from your lips is “what the hell could be better than this surprise?” 

“They’re playing your favourite movie at the theatre downtown; some kind of anniversary special. I got us tickets.” he tells you excitedly, giddy to see your reaction. 

Your smile widens, and you laugh quietly before you pull him back in for a kiss. You mumble a “thank you” against his lips, and when you pull away, he’s grinning almost as widely as you are.

“Anything for you, mi amor.” he tells you earnestly, and you feel your cheeks heat up at the sentiment. You’re a little disappointed; all you wanted was to drag him to bed, or the couch, or honestly, the kitchen counter. But, you are excited about being able to see your favourite movie in the theatre, and he’s so proud of himself. You know you can’t do what you’ve been waiting for since he let you into his house, but that doesn’t mean you’re any less excited about going out with Eddie for the night. Your plans will just have to wait.

You watch with a small smile as Eddie frantically moves around the house, trying to find his wallet and keys so he can get to work. You can see both items from where you’re leaning against the wall near the front door, waiting to see him off. You let him search for a minute before you call his name, and when he turns, his shoulders relax upon setting site on you holding his wallet in one hand, and his keys in the other.

He closes the distance between you and grabs the keys from your hand, then raises his other hand to cup your cheek and bring his lips to your forehead. You close your eyes for a moment as he presses a soft kiss to your skin, wishing he didn’t have to leave so soon.

“What would I do without you, mi amor?” he murmurs fondly when he pulls away. He takes a moment to scan your face, taking in the small smile on your lips, and the sparkle in your eyes, and he silently thanks God that you’re in his life.

“I love you.” he finally says, then drops his hand from your cheek and makes his way toward the front door.

“Forgetting something?” you ask with a smirk when he opens the front door. He turns to you with a confused look, then makes his way back over to you slowly. He pulls you into him by the flesh of your hips, giving you a deep kiss. You feel his mustache tickle your skin, and you smile into the kiss, feeling his panic about being late temporarily melt away as he focuses on you.

When he pulls away, he gives you a wink, then turns again towards the door. You laugh softly as you roll your eyes; is that seriously what he thought he forgot? If he weren’t actually so late, you’d let him get all the way to his truck before you speak up again.

“Eddie,” you say with a laugh, trying to get his attention. “I meant your wallet, but I love where your mind went.” you tease when he turns to you again. His brows are furrowed, and when he sees you still holding his wallet in your hand, you see the redness appear in his cheeks. He covers his slight embarrassment up with a chuckle, then reaches out and takes his wallet. 

“Then I guess I forgot two things.” he says, trying to cover up his mistake with a cocky smirk. You shake your head, the smile stuck on your face as you narrow your eyes. 

He takes the extra time to press another kiss to your lips, this one deeper, and your knees almost buckle when his hand comes up to lightly grip your throat. You try to chase his lips when he pulls back, but he holds your head back with that same smirk etched on his face. 

God, if it weren’t for his shift in 10 minutes, you’d be pushing him over to the couch and sinking to your knees in front of him. How the hell was he able to turn the tables so quickly? One second he’s embarrassed, and the next he has the heat rushing to your cheeks and your heart hammering in your chest.

“I love you.” he tells you again, and you nod, swallowing as you stare into his eyes. Your eyes trail down to the hair above his upper lip, and you lick your lips. How can a mustache be this attractive? All you want to do is keep him home all day and show him just how much you like the new facial hair he’s sporting.

“I love you.” you murmur, and then he’s gone; out the door and in his truck before you can react. Motherfucker, you think, he knows what he’s doing.

“Eds, have you seen my necklace?” you call from the bedroom. You know you wore it to his house; you remember making sure it was facing the right way last night when you were in his bathroom before dinner. Even so, you’ve looked everywhere, and it’s nowhere to be found.

“It’s in here!” he calls back from his bathroom, and you let out a relieved sigh. The necklace isn’t expensive or sentimental or anything, but it is one of your favourites.

You let out a laugh when you walk into the bathroom, seeing the smallest comb you think you’ve ever seen, looking even smaller in Eddie’s large hands. He turns to you with a frown, his brows furrowed.

“Yeah, keep laughing. I’ll remember this the next time you tell me how much you love how soft it is.” he says with a scoff, a teasing glint in his eyes. You laugh softly, shaking your head as you walk further into the bathroom and grab your necklace off the counter.

He has a point, you guess. You do love how it feels against your skin when his lips are on yours, or when he’s nipping at your neck, or when he’s pressing open mouth kisses to your inner thighs.

You feel desire pooling in your stomach as you think about it, but you try to ignore it as you look at yourself in the mirror and clasp your necklace around your neck. 

You’re very sure that he keeps using the stupid little comb for longer than he should as you stand there fiddling with your necklace. Surely it doesn’t take more than 3 swipes with the comb to do whatever the hell he thinks he’ll accomplish with it.

You can’t help the small laugh that tumbles out of your mouth as you shake your head, trying to snap out of the weird trance Eddie has you in. How can him using a goddamn mini comb be so attractive? It doesn’t help that he’s wearing his LAFD shirt, and it’s just tight enough to show the outline of his chest.

“What?” he asks when your laugh hits his ears. You hum softly, shaking your head as you fight back a smile. 

“Nothing, nothing.” you try to wave him off, finally tearing your attention back to your necklace and securing it around your neck.

He narrows his eyes at you, and you both make eye contact through the mirror, but neither of you say another word. You take a step back as he leans away from the mirror and stands up straight, and you can’t fight the loud giggle you let out when you see that he not only has a tiny comb, but a tiny holder for his tiny comb.

“What the hell is that?” you ask through giggles, and he sighs, rolling his eyes.

“Well, I don’t wanna lose it, do I?” he replies, as if that’s a perfectly reasonable answer.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize how important your little comb is.” you tease. Tiny comb and holder aside, he looks incredibly good today. The worst part is, you have a while before either of you have to leave for the day, and you can’t even take advantage of the situation. If you were to throw yourself at him right now, he’d never let you forget that his tiny comb that you made fun of him for couldn’t even stop you from still wanting him.

You’re at the grocery store with Eddie when you hear a scream from a few aisles over, then a frantic voice yelling for help. You freeze for a moment, your heart rate spiking and your hair standing on end, but when Eddie races out of the aisle and towards the situation, you snap out of it. 

You follow him, cart momentarily forgotten as you jog in the direction Eddie ran in. When you make it to the aisle, you see an older man passed out on the floor, and a woman is standing over him in tears while Eddie checks his pulse. 

You can hardly hear anything when Eddie turns to you, and it’s only when he waves his hand in front of his face that you can hear him. You blink a few times, then reach into your purse with shaky hands to grab your phone and dial 9-1-1 like Eddie asked. 

You kneel beside him and put the phone on speaker, holding it out in front of him so he can speak to the dispatcher. As Eddie continues to assess the man while speaking to the dispatcher, another man kneels down on the other side of the older man, trying to tell Eddie what to do. 

Eddie explains to him that he doesn’t need help calmly, and you’re not sure how he can remain so mellow right now, even if this is his job. Your hands are shaking, and all you’re doing is holding the phone.

The man continues to try to help, doing what you assume is everything wrong, because after a moment, Eddie erupts.

“Back up. You’re making it worse. I’m not gonna let him die because of you.” The man raises his hands in surrender, then slowly stands up and backs up. You watch as Eddie goes back to tending to the man, licking your lips in a desperate attempt to wet your dry lips. 

You feel extremely guilty, but the way Eddie just takes over has you too aware of everything around you. You can feel the thin layer of sweat on your skin from the stress, you can feel your heart beating in your chest, and you can feel the way Eddie’s thigh is touching the outside of yours. This is definitely not the time, but he’s just so smart, so capable.

You finally snap out of it when the paramedics come in, tapping your shoulder gently to urge you to move out of their way. You hang up the phone haphazardly as you stand up, feeling Eddie’s arm wrap around your waist, his hand resting on your hip and pulling you against him as he backs the both of you up to give the paramedics even more room.

You can feel Eddie’s breath on your neck when he leans his head towards you and whispers into your ear.

“Are you okay, baby?” You shiver at the sensation, nodding quickly as you blink a few times. “He’s gonna be okay. He just has low blood sugar, he just needs a glucagon shot.”

He thinks you’re on edge because of the man, and while you are worried about him, you know that Eddie knows what to do, that he’d be able to help him.

You both make your way back to the aisle you were in when you heard the scream and bring your cart up to the front in silence, neither of you remembering that you still have a few more groceries to get.

When you’re finally out of the store and the groceries are in his car, you check around you, smirking to yourself when you see no one in sight. You’re lucky that Eddie parks so far away from the doors; not wanting to risk anyone hitting his car and damaging the paint. You definitely don’t want anyone to see this.

Your lips are on his in an instant, your hands cupping his face as you push him back a step so his back hits the side of his truck. He hums in surprise, then melts into the kiss, raising one hand to your jaw while the other holds you by the waist.

“That was so hot.” you whisper against his lips, your kiss growing sloppy and needy. He chuckles against your lips, then slips his tongue past your lips to explore your mouth, savouring your taste. You can feel his facial hair along your skin, and it makes you shiver. He was right about that stupid comb. His mustache is extremely soft, with just the right amount of scratchiness that makes your head spin.

“Yeah?” he asks in a cocky tone against your lips, barely registering that you’re practically throwing yourself at him in the middle of the grocery store parking lot. You hum softly, nodding as much as you can with your lips glued to his.

The only thing that snaps him out of his daze is your hands moving down to his belt. He pulls back, chest heaving as he looks into your hooded eyes, pupils blown and full of lust.

“I think we should get home before we get arrested.” he teases you softly, and although you know he’s right, the thought of having to wait makes you whine softly.

You part from him reluctantly, then get into the passenger seat while Eddie returns the cart. When he’s back in the car and on the way back to your place, you reach over and place a hand on his thigh, dangerously close to the growing tent in his pants.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he asks lowly, a playful smirk on his face as he glances over at you, his eyes narrowed. You shrug, humming softly as you drag your nails up and down the fabric of his jeans.

He’s about to respond when you move your hand directly over his cock, growing harder with each passing moment. A strangled gasp escapes his throat, and his grip tightens on the wheel, knuckles white as you slowly palm him through his jeans.

“You’re really asking for it, aren’t you?” he asks, his breathing growing more ragged and his tone changing to one of warning. You bite your lip, a small smile peeking out as you add more pressure, moving your palm against him achingly slowly.

“Just wanna show you how much I love you.” you reply sweetly. He knows he shouldn’t be letting you do this, he has to get you both home safely, but he can’t seem to say the words, or pull your hand away. You know exactly what to do to get him worked up, and right now, he’s cursing that fact.

He lets out a low groan when you reach your other hand over the centre console, now working on undoing his belt and unbuttoning his jeans. He keeps his eyes glued to the road, his grip on the wheel as tight as it can be as you pull out his leaking cock. 

You spit into your hand before you grip the base of his cock, pumping him a few times as you watch the way his face twists in pleasure. You can tell he’s torn between wanting you to continue, and knowing you shouldn’t, and that’s what makes it fun. 

He shivers when you ghost your thumb over the tip of his cock, then increase the pace of your movements, pumping him in a way that makes him sure that he won’t be able to stop you even if he tries.

“You think I can get you to cum before we get home?” you ask in a teasing tone, a hint of condescension in your voice that has him fighting hard to keep his eyes open and on the road.

“I know you can.” he mumbles, and you laugh softly, keeping up the pace as you look down at his leaking cock. 

Your mouth waters at the sight, and after a few more pumps, you unbuckle your seatbelt with the other hand, then lean over the centre console and bring the tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around him greedily. 

He lets out a shuddered moan, and one of his hands comes down to rest on the back of your head. With your mouth and your hand on him, he’s sure he won’t last much longer, especially when the possibility of being caught is looming in the back of his mind.

You hum softly as you taste the bit of precum on your tongue, and he lets out a quiet growl as the vibrations shoot up his spine. He can feel his balls tighten as you take more of him into your mouth, switching between moving further down his cock and giving the tip of his cock soft licks. 

As he pulls onto your street, he cums hard with no warning, making you gag slightly around him as you try to catch all of your release in your mouth. You slow the movements of your hand as you swallow his load, and when you’re sure you’ve gotten it all, you sit back up, a big grin on your face. 

When he finally parks in your driveway, he looks over at you in a daze, a smirk on his face as he takes in your puffy lips. He reaches over with one hand and wipes off a bit of his cum on your chin, then raises his thumb up to your lips. You open your mouth eagerly, licking his thumb clean before you smile again, and he feels his heart hammering in his chest at the sight.

“Told you that was hot.” you tell him, and he chuckles, shaking his head at how proud of yourself you look. And for good reason.

“Almost as hot as that was.” he replies with a cocky smirk, and you lick your lips, feeling the desire pooling between your legs growing with each passing moment. 

“I think we should skip dinner tonight.” Eddie says after a moment of just you two staring at each other. 

Once he’s tucked himself back into his pants, you’re both out of the car in an instant, groceries long forgotten as you both make your way inside, trying and failing to keep your hands to yourself until you’re behind closed doors. 

When you finally get inside, Eddie has you against the wall, pressing hot kisses to your neck as he works to unbutton your jeans. 

“You’re gonna be the death of me.” he whispers against your neck, the hairs of his mustache tickling you as he gives your jeans a firm tug. 

When you finally make it to the bed, you feel overwhelmed with his touch, and his kisses, and his praise, and you’re silently thanking anyone that will listen for making him grow that mustache, stupid comb and all.

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[peridotsarelongterm]

Update: I have the .avi file on my Google Drive, but it’s too big for Google to scan for viruses and I’m too chicken to download it on my work laptop. If anyone wants to take a chance on it, LMK. 😁 It’s from a site called seriesvault, if that’s any good.

Second update: Previewing on Google Drive. Heaven help me if boss is watching my screen. (“Why is she spending 20 minutes pausing around this same 1 second of a man licking his lips?”)

Oh, ffs, now one of the other YouTube channels I lurk is ONE episode away from De’s episode of Room 222. This would be an elder!De I’ve never seen, ca. early 70s, playing a dad and a criminal.

[captainwinterrsoldierr]

Greetings.  I would like to make a request with Lester where the (female) reader recently turned 18 and she and Lester have been together in secret for a while and Apollo's sons and daughters are shocked that their stepmother is supposed to be barely older than They.  Thank you!☀️

Ty for the request! Sorry it took so long to post!☺️🫶🏽

Title: Do We Call you Stepmom now?

Apollo x Fem!Reader

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You finished up with training the new demigods at Camp. The new kids gathered their supplies and walked off to prepare for dinner. You finished cleaning up the weapons and sorted them properly on the weapon stache.

The sun rays glint brightly in the clear waters. The golden hue of the sunset always made you smile thinking about him. Just the thought of him made you blush and made your heart thump. As if reading your mind, you heard a chariot land behind you. You turn and saw Apollo getting off the chariot. He transformed into Lester. You didn’t mind at all. You loved him both ways no matter what. But he will always be the goofy, charming Lester to you no matter what.

His eyes glossed over as his mouth curved into that brilliant smile of his. He held out his hands and cupped your face gently. His blue eyes twinkled. Lester leaned into you and placed his lips onto yours. His kisses were always like this. Slow and meaningful. You always felt loved by him.

“I missed you darling,” He said pecking your lips.

You giggled, “I just saw you yesterday.”

He sighed dramatically, “Oh my love and it’s never enough.” His hands traced your back and he held you closely.

You glanced over your shoulder and saw Kayla walking over to where you and Apollo were.

“Ah!” You pushed him away and started to pretend lifting a sword.

Lester raised his eyebrows at you, “Y/N!”

“I’m sorry but we haven’t told your kids yet we’re together! What will they say! Im a Demigod!” You panicked ducking behind a shield.

Lester bit his lip, “Well let’s tell them now! Darling you just turned 18 it’s fine! We’re happy and in love!” He clapped happily.

You furrowed your eyebrows still ducked behind the shield. Kayla was getting close now soon she will see you two. Lester knelt up to you.

“My love, my sweet sunshine it’s ok I promise. They won’t say anything and as far as I can tell they love you!”

Your lips trembled, “are you sure?”

He nodded and he held his hand out. You took it and brushed the dirt off your knees. You spotted Kayla and waved at her.

“He-hey Kayla!” You nervously smiled.

Her eyes darted when she saw Lester, “Hey dad! What are you doing here today.”

You fiddled with your thumbs nervously.

“Greetings amazing daughter, me and y/n actually have something to tell you and the others, where are they now?”

“Oh they’re getting ready for dinner! Come on! I was just looking for y/n since I hadn’t seen her.”

Your heart warmed. Maybe they will be ok with this. The three of you chatted and walked back to the cabins. Kayla seemed unknowing of you and Lester. His fingers brushed against yours as the three of you walked. You finally reached the cabin and your heart raced faster.

Will was chatting with Nico outside the cabin. Austin was running around looking for a piece for his saxophone.

Will spotted you 3 and his eyes beamed. “Dad! Hey!”

“We have news to tell you all, my magnificent children,” Lester grinned. You nodded trying to seem confident. You all gathered in the central living space of the cabin. All eyes were on you and him. Even Nico was there. He smirked and drew a heart with his fingers. You bit your tongue. Oh no.

“So we are gathered here today to say-“ Lester began.

“What that you and y/n are together and happily in love?” Austin cackled. You froze in place. You looked over at Apollo who seemed a little anxious.

“Cause if you’re going to say that, we already know,” Will finished looking at the others. Your mouth gaped slightly open. They didn’t seem angry or uncomfortable which was a good sign.

Kayla got up and swung her arm around your shoulders, “maybe next time if you wanna keep things secret don’t make out on top of the training hill.”

Your eyes widened and your face turned beet red. “I uh can explain that!” You stammered.

“Fine yes we are happy and in love! We wanted to tell you ourselves but it seems we are indeed bad at hiding it,” Lester blushed.

“I just didn’t know if you guys were gonna be ok with it, we’re friends and I adore everyone in the Apollo cabin, you’re good people,” You spoke, your eyes looking down.

Kayla still had her arms around you, “We discussed it and we’re all ok with it! Actually we’re estatic! We all love you y/n, it’s a little odd you’re around the same age as us. But we will get used to it!” She gave you a squeeze and went to sit back down.

Your heart felt warm. You started to tear up and you felt Lester’s fingers lace into yours.

“Told you honey,” he said softly.

Will got up and wiggled his finger at Apollo. “Now now that doesn’t mean we won’t hold our father accountable though. Don’t go hurting our precious Y/N!”

You giggled and side hugged Lester. “I promise on myself I won’t!” He Exclaimed.

You were so happy. You and Lester can be together publicly now and it made your heart skip a beat. He was your everything. The cabin seemed happy about it. Everything was perfect

Austin cleared his throat and everyone looked at him, “but do we have like start calling you step mom now?”

[becausebuckley]

michelle's buddie fic recs: week 33

i've been reading so many brilliant fics lately and decided i wanted to share some of my favourites in a little rec list! i'm hoping to make this a weekly thing to share some extra love for the amazing authors of the 911 fandom <3

this is a mix of fics with all ratings, so some include NSFW content. please take a look at both the ratings and the fic tags before reading!

if you come across something you like in this list, remember to show some love to the author by leaving kudos and a comment! and with that, here's a small peek at my ao3 history this week <3

it hurts to hope for more | 42hrb/@exhuastedpigeon | 15.7k | M

Buck wants to be a dad, it takes a couple break-ups and a major non-romantic heartbreak for him to figure out that maybe he already is. definitely take a peek at the tags before reading but this is the most beautiful exploration of buck's desire to be a father + his relationship with eddie and chris!!

kindred spirits | Inell/@inell | 52.1k, ongoing | E

Eddie has been a member of Paranormal Research Group for nearly four years after being recruited during one of their investigations. During that time, he’s found a job he enjoys, created a family that cares about him, become an unwilling reality TV star, and fallen in love with his best friend and partner, Buck. okay so admittedly i am a chapter behind on this one but i'm so excited to read it like literally the tab is open i am ready!! i'm so intrigued by the paranormal research part of this fic and the buddie is just brilliant!

meet me where the tide comes in | iinryer/@iinryer | 4.2k | GA

a 3+1 fic about eddie getting kissed on the head i will never not love a head kiss fic tbh it's one of my biggest weaknesses, and this is no exception!

pivot tables | rainbowninja167/@rainbowtitania | 10.2k, ongoing | E

Buck learns that Eddie's never had a prostate orgasm. Clipboard sex ensues. this is funny and hot and sweet and so very them. it's ongoing and the two chapters that are up rn are absolute gems! the google form bit is my favourite <3

something to hold onto | foxwatson/@eddiediazes | 5.2k | T

the one where frank tells eddie he should work on letting himself want things, and eddie starts by cuddling with buck the absolute softest fluffiest cuddling fic. an immediate favourite!!

somewhere to stand and stay | teaspoon/@standback | 8.3k | E

in which buck accidentally passes his eddie-mentionitis to jee-yun, eddie grows a mustache, and buck realizes he wants to have eddie's babies. there's the cutest jee-yun ever, eddie's stache, a feelings realisation, and a breeding kink?? literally what else could i ask for. it's nothing the answer is nothing this fic is everything

waking the witch | lesbianrobin/@lesbianrobin | 7.8k | T

According to historians, seiðr was a traditionally feminine religious practice among the Old Norse. According to Eddie’s mother, seiðr is the birthright of a woman and a woman only, and Eddie is an aberration. i am such a sucker for magical realism fics it's honestly not even funny. but can you really blame me when the magic elements are incorporated as brilliantly as it's done here? just. the floating <3

[isadora16aslani]

LET'S ALL TAKE A MOMENT TO APPRECIATE THIS BEAUTIFUL COUPLE (who I'm totally jealous of btw) AND ALSO APPRECIATE OSCAR PIASTRI WHO KNOWS HOW TO PROPERLY "INTRODUCE" HIS GIRLFRIEND WITHOUT MAKING ANY ROOM FOR HATEFUL COMMENTS (cause there's no way they can find anything to say, he actually knows how to do this and not leave any room for questions, aka private but not secret etc etc)

THEY BOTH LOOK AMAZING 🤩🤩🤩

OSCAR WITH A STACHE AND LILY WITH THE MOST BEAUTIFUL FACE CARD EVER

My absolutely favourite photo of all time they look cute and amazing 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 brb I'm going to km (I'm so single 🥲🥲)

Also, Oscar accepted his fate as black cat and informed us in the best way possible 😁✌️

[watchmegetobsessed]

Hi! Can you make a full writing about the little blurb you did about the pic harry posted for harry’s house 1 year bday? Xx

CHEESY

A/N: at first i didn't want to write more about it, but im so deep in the fluffy content that i ended up expanding the little scene i wrote. of course, original idea by @harrysblackcoat

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SUMMARY: It's your annual trip to Italy with your boyfriend, but he is planning to make it special by asking you one important question.

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“Harry! Are you ready? We have to leave!”

 “I’m coming!”

Harry quickly takes the diamond ring out of the velvet box and slips it into his back pocket, praying to God he won’t lose it before the big moment. He drops the box back into his bag in a hurry, burying it underneath his shirts before walking out of the bedroom of the villa you’ve been sharing for the past week.

It’s your fourth year in a row when the two of you spend two weeks in Italy so it’s safe to say that it’s now a tradition. But this year will be different.

As Harry walks out to the hall he finds you standing by the front door in a white sundress and a straw hat, your totebag hanging from your shoulder and he catches you putting your polaroid camera inside. He got you the camera for last Christmas and you’ve snapped hundreds of pictures since then. Harry loves the excitement on your face when you’re waiting for the photo to develop.

Looking up a smile stretches across your face when you see him in his green and white striped t-shirt that’s tucked into a pair of nice jeans, his hair looks lush and soft, a pair of retro aviator sunglasses hanging from the neck of his shirt and then there’s the mustache… That mustache! You love it so much, even though you’ve never been a big fan of facial hair, but Harry proved you wrong.

“What took you so long? Were you styling the ‘stache?” you tease him as you wrap your arms around his waist and steal a quick kiss.

“Gotta take good care of it,” he smirks. “Alright, let’s go.”

After a thirty minute drive you leave the car at the bottom of the mountain before starting the hike that takes you up to the winery. You’ve been here last year and you enjoyed it so much you wanted to come back, but this time you decided to approach the place on foot. It’s a nice change, you haven’t been too active in the past week, well, outside of the bedroom, at least.

“Just one picture! Come on!” you urge him, pushing him in place, your polaroid camera all ready in your other hand to snap a picture of your boyfriend.

“You have a dozen pictures of me already, Love,” he chuckles but obeys and leans against the stone wall running along the trail you’ve been hiking up to the winery on top of the hill.

“Fuck, you look so good!” you groan as you snap the picture, enamored by the beauty if your lover.

“Not as good as you,” he compliments you back, his eyes slipping down on your body, amazed by the way the white sundress flows so effortlessly around your figure. You’re tinkering with your camera as he reaches into his back pocket, making sure the ring is still there. His fingers tap on the diamond and he exhales, glancing up at the top of the hill where the terracotta roof of the winery is already peeking out from behind the trees. He knows everything is all ready for your arrival, the staff has sent him a picture of the beautifully decorated pergola where he will ask the big question, but still, his pulse is starting to spike. He’s been planning this for over a year now, though if he is being honest, he’s known he would ask you to marry him the day he met you. He’s not sure how, but he just knew.

You walk hand in hand for the rest of the hike and you rave about how much you hope they will have a bottle of the same wine you drank last time, because you haven’t drunk anything like that since then. Little do you know, Harry requested fifty bottles to be delivered to your home when you get back.

“Hm, it looks… a bit different than last year,” you note as you finally reach the top and notice the decorations.

“Yeah, it does,” Harry smiles as he exchanges a look with the staff lined up in front of the building.

“Why was everyone waiting for us? And what’s with the smiles? I know people around here are nice but this is a bit too much,” you whisper to him, while trying your best to return the smiles.

“You’ll see.”

Harry pulls you over towards the pergola as you’re trying to put one and one together, but as soon as you see all the fairy lights and flowers that decorate the place, you finally realize what this is about.

“Harry!” you gasp as you finally stand in the middle of the pergola and Harry turns to face you, holding both your hands.

“Y/N,” he chuckles, but you notice the nervous shake in his voice. Your eyes are already tearing up and you need to hold yourself back to let him talk and give him the moment he planned out. He takes a deep breath and then speaks up.

“I have loved you since the day I met you. It’s cheesy, but it’s true. We bonded over liking the same kind of beer at the pub and I made Mitch promise to never tell you this, but on our way home I told him that if I were to marry anyone, it would be you.”

You let out a chuckle as tears stream down your face, drinking up his words.

“It’s been four years now and you taught me so many things. You taught me to be my best version, to see the beauty in everything and… I can’t imagine a day when you’re not with me in some kind of way. I see you in the clouds, because I remember when we watched them for hours on the roof of your old building. I see you in my coffee, because it reminds me of the time you brought me a cup to bed in the morning and spilled it all over me.”

He laughs and you do the same, letting go of his hand just to wipe your cheeks quickly and then you grab his hands again.

“Even when you’re not with me, you still are. And I want this to stay the same for the rest of my life.”

He gets down on one knee and reaches into his back pocket, grabbing the ring and then holding it up as you gasp again, as if you didn’t know this was coming.

“I love you, Y/N, and I can’t imagine a day when I won’t, because it’s impossible. I will always love you. And I want to celebrate the love I have for you the most sacred way possible. Will you marry me?”

“Yes! Yes! Oh my God of course I will!” you burst out, throwing yourself at him sobbing and laughing at the same time. You almost both fall to the ground, he hugs you tighter than ever.

When you finally pull back you’re kneeling, just like him and he takes your shaky hand, putting the ring on your finger finally and of course, it fits perfectly.

You’re not noticing the soft music playing in the background and how the staff is cheering on you, you tuned it all out the moment you realized what Harry was about to do.

Harry stands up and helps you up as well, circling his arms around you right away.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to do this,” he smiles down at you. You exhale, turning into jelly in his arms as you reach up and take his face in your hands.

“I love you,” you softly tell him.

“I love you too,” he replies and presses his lips to yours, the first kiss you share as an engaged couple.

Thank you for reading, please like and reblog if you enjoyed and buy me a coffee if you want to support me!

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

Hey hun! I love everything you post, it's all so good. Umm I've never requested anything before so I have no clue if this is the right place or right time.....but honestly I love domestic fluff drabbles with normally really tough men (aka Tangerine or Bucky etc etc). So if ya wanna do that I guess you can use this as an excuse. Keep being amazing :]

hii honey!! you’re so sweet, thank you! very happy to write your first request. will never get tired of saying how much I love soft dominant men. thanks for requesting, hope you like it💌

DOMESTIC FLUFFY BLURBS.

implied fem!reader || bucky barnes & tangerine

BUCKY BARNES —

You and Bucky often had movie nights together, using it as a time to catch up on popular ones he missed during his time as a weapon. You had a watchlist which you regularly worked through, making progress on it almost every week. 

Tonight, on the schedule, was 10 Things I Hate About You - one that you secretly snuck on, one you've been meaning to rewatch for a while now. 

Both of you snuggled on the couch - Bucky slumped into the corner with his legs reaching out to rest on the coffee table, a lazy arm draped over your shoulder as you huddle into his side, your lower half sprawled length-wise across the sofa. 

The curtains closed, the room mostly dark - the only light coming from the tv and lamp on the side. Each of you dressed in pyjamas under the large fluffy blanket you shared, cosy and comfy with a bowl of popcorn slotted between you both.

TANGERINE —

When Tangerine had the time from work, he liked to utilise as much of that as possible with you - doing things he wouldn't often be able to. Tonight on the agenda was cooking. Each of you taking time to create a hearty meal together.

Both of you in the kitchen, standing side by side at the counter as you chopped and diced the vegetables. Each of you on a job to lighten the load - you on onion duty, Tangerine on carrots.

You sniffle from the onions, the diced vegetable irritating your eyes. Tangerine places his knife down on the board, turning to look at you with a smile.

"C'mere," he grins, firmly placing his palms over the sides of your face, thumbs grazing under your eyes - blotting the tears as he softly chuckles. "Wanna swap?"

You nod sweetly, his hands moving with the gentle motion of your head.

"I know a trick," he faintly smiles, his bushy stache twitching up at the sides, taking the knife from your grasp.

Once your meal is ready, you each sit at the kitchen table, the surface decorated with the vase of flowers he bought you earlier, tealights and an open bottle of wine. The ambience homely and warm, both of you enjoying your homecooked meal together.

[batcavescolony]

911 S8

Everyone is looking particularly good this season. Chimneys got this scruffy look going on, Eddie's got his little slut strand and stache, Hen always looks amazing but she looks extra good, Maddie has a new hair cut. Thank you hair and wardrobe 💕

[j-restlessgeek]

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh my Käärijä boyfriend dex cards arrived aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawhhhhhh

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, so fast, didn't think they would arrive this fast 👀👀👀👀. Amazing

Putting my further screaming under the cut, also in case you don't want the cards spoiled :3

Heeeeehehehehehehehe häärij äss. And pikachu awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww 😭😭😭😭😭😭 this is like so cute look at all the colours the shapes, i am just gonna go sobbing

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww spicy 👀👀👀👀👀. And chickens, loooooooove the colours and shading, the background is so nice too 😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII NOTHING JUST MATTI I LOVE MATTI 😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛 matti 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

Oh this ate, the shapes and colours, yeah i wanna eat this card 🍽️🍽️🍽️🍽️🍽️. So detailed 👀👀👀. So cooooooooooooool. The colours are really so neat and i wanna bite. Love the shape of the hards 👀👀👀🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww Nace has a card too 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 awwwwwww his attack is so cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute i am sobbing, loooooooooooooooooooove the eyes 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 so pretty, the turtles on his shirt and in the background awwwwwwwwww. A butterfly too 😻😻😻😻😻😻😻. Awwwww he is so happy being first 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY HIM HIM HIM HIM HIM HIM HIM HE HE HE LOOK AT HIM AWWWWWWWW HE IS SO FREAKING ADORABLE, i saw him, i screamed, threw my phone aside and now i wanna eat him. Him him in this art style aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh i am obsessed. Look at hiiiiiiiimmmmmmm. 😻😻😻😻😻😻🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛. THE COLOURS THE PINKS THE BLUES AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW THE STOŽICE outfit i loooooooooooooooooooooooooooove this card so much already 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻. Tummmmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyy. Look at his little face 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭. His lil stache, his smile, his eyes and fluffy hair 💛💛💛💛. BONGO CAT!!!!!! 💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛 so sparklative.

I love this so much and I am going to squeal over them now 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛.

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[egg-emperor]

What if one day Eggman decided to come home like a 1950s husband and present you with Sonic's severed head while beaming with joy, like a 1950s husband presenting his housewife with roses? 🌹

Oh my god yes I love that! Eggman outside the door of his base, fixing up his stache and clothes with one hand while the other stays behind his back the whole time. He's trembling a little during this appearing rather nervous which is of course very unlike him, so it must be something special

The door opens and as usual I'm right there waiting for him, dressed up for him pretty, head bowed to him. But when I look up, something is different. He has a little smile on his face and a blush, he's kicking the ground with his foot and has one hand behind his back. And is he shaking a little?

He takes my hand in his and kisses it. "I have something to show you," he says as he brings his other hand forward. My eyes widen and I gasp at Sonic's severed head sitting in his open palms! His small smile turns into a huge elated grin and it's not nerves he's shaking with at all, it's pure excitement!

I know full well he isn't genuinely presenting this as a gift to me and it's really him showing off to me but his demeanor and way of presenting it is like that of a 1950s husband presenting his housewife a bouquet of flowers. I'm certainly just as impressed and delighted and swoon as one would to receive them

"WOW you're so amazing! I knew you could do it with how smart, strong, and courageous you are~" I shower him in praise and kiss him. He sighs happily as he soaks it up, beaming with pride. One of his greatest dreams comes true and then he gets to come home to a man who gives him the love and praise he deserves!

"We must display such a fine and proud accomplishment like this immediately!" It seems he's done something to ensure that it doesn't dirty the pristine floors of his base that I recently polished so it's ready to do so right away. He follows me in and we place it on a pedestal

Of course he won't want the blue pest's head where he can see it to be reminded of his existence forever but for now it serves as a proud testament of his victory and as motivation, for destroying his friends and conquering the world will be a breeze now that their hero is dealt with permanently

We admire the display together. "I did it! The world will finally be mine!" He exclaims with unbridled glee. I share his enthusiam- "That's right! It'll be all yours and everyone will be forced to acknowledge your brilliance, the way they should! And you're gonna make such a mighty and handsome emperor~"

He presses himself against my back and his big hands grab my waist. I giggle and melt into it, feeling something poking me as he kisses my neck, very eager. This has made him so excited and he demands to celebrate right now and claim his reward. So he picks me up and kisses me while carrying me to the bedroom hehe 🥰💜

[cod-dump]

The ‘09 Soap referred to Price’s ‘stache as a “dick tickler,” and I hope ‘22 Soap does it again— I think Ghost would laugh himself into a coughing fit and die a little

Ghost would die if Soap said that. He would laugh until he was lightheaded, wheezing on the floor. He would laugh even more if Soap said it to Price’s because Price would just have the most hysterical look on his face. Ghost would be crying uncontrollably while laughing. It would be amazing.

[nervouspiratedragon]

Storytime with Eggman with a twist

Sage: "Read us a fairytale story, father"

Orbot&Cubot : " Yess we love stories"

Eggman : "alright fine"

* Sage, robot, Cubot, Metal Sonic and a bunch of badniks gather around for story time*

Eggman : "I wrote this one myself so you're in for a real treat." *Pulls out a storybook* "It's called the puppet maker and the ungrateful puppet"

Eggman: "Once upon a time there was a master puppet maker. He was a peerless genius , nobody could come close . He was also quite handsome I might add with a glorious stache. He would create the most amazing lifelike puppets. One day he decided to create something that was never done before, a living puppet that could move and talk without strings, ally by itself. After a long day's work finally completed his task .He was over joyed at this result: a living puppet that moved and talked all by itself without a puppeteer. He created life through his own genius instead of creating a feeble flesh brat the old fashioned way!

Unfortunately this joy was short lived as this creation turned out to be a letdown. The puppet would constantly sass its puppet maker father and would fail at even the simplest tasks. When the father asked it to make a latte for him, the puppet put salt instead of sugar into the latte, which made the concoction undrinkable. Another time the puppet made a complete mess of its father's workshop.

As time went on the puppet became more rebellious and began to actively disobey its father and refused to obey orders. This would go on for months until the father had enough of such an ungrateful puppet child. He scooped up the puppet in his big paws and shoved it into the burning fireplace. It begged for mercy in vain from its father as it burnt alive. The father simply laughed said 'You wouldn't have ended up here if you weren't such a useless incompetent brat. You should have obeyed your father'. Finally when nothing was left of the bratty puppet but ashes, the father swept the ashes into a tray and put the ashes into the rubbish bin, where all naughty , ungrateful and disobedient creations belong . The End😈"

Orbot, Cubot,Sage, badniks and Metal Sonic: * feel scared as hell for some reason*

[ninjatrashpanda]

Season 8 Episode 4 Write-Up

Hello and welcome to Week 4! We’re past the opening disaster now and are finally getting started with the regular storylines and calls with episode 4! And what an episode it was! I won’t waste anyone’s time and get started! If you’d like to see my thoughts on episodes 1 through 3 you can find my masterlist here.

1. Gerrard

So right off the bat… Why is Buck golfing with Gerrard in the first place? Like, yeah, he’s the guy’s new favorite (His “Little Buddy” lmao), but how does that translate to having to spend his free time with him? Either way, the opening scene brings up the budget cuts and then tells Buck to pick someone to get fired. My immediate thought was “Pfft, he’s gonna volunteer himself before he picks someone else!” In fact, I fully expect this particular plot thread to come back later like Ortiz did last Season, and for Buck to still volunteer himself. I don’t expect Buck to actually go through a ‘Fired’ storyline, simply because it’s too close to Fire Marshall Buck, and because we just had a similar storyline with Bobby, but I do believe Buck is gonna volunteer to go should this come back to haunt us.

Which brings us to the ending of the Gerrard, Ortiz and Bobby storylines. And I want it known that Gerrard did not get redeemed. He did what he did exclusively and explicitly out of his own self interest. Gerrard wanted to retire from active firefighting duty anyway and only came back because Ortiz played into his ego. He thought she put him in charge because she agreed with his stances and thought he was a good captain. But in the end, she used him, and he refused to let that happen and made a deal with Bobby.

He wasn’t redeemed. He’s still the same POS he’s always been. Bobby just roped and manipulated him into an “Enemy of my Enemy is my Ally” scheme.

2. Bobby

So Tim (I think, correct me if I’m wrong) said in an interview post episode 3 that he wants Bobby to be lighter/more humorous this season, and the opening trilogy already did a good job with that, honestly. It continues here, because yeah, Peter definitely plays Bobby…well, lighter. It’s subtle, but noticeable, and Bobby (and Athena) getting the more comedic/lighthearted C plot was a good move. They don’t usually get those. They usually only get to be silly when everyone is silly. 

Their first scene is mostly setup for the rest of their plot this episode, which is in itself setup for their larger plot this season (or half-season). I love Bobby’s snippy comments and Athena being That Person that doesn’t know what she wants, just that it’s not *vaguely waves hand around* this. Also, stealth foreshadowing Bobby’s return with “This one’s closer to the firehouse.” “But further away from set.” “That’s another good thing!” (Paraphrased, you get it.)

The second scene, where Athena suggests building a new house on their land is pretty nice too, though I don’t have much to say about it. Athena going “Let’s rebuild the exact same house the exact same way it was!” is a little insane, tbh, but me and my sister actually joked around saying “LMAO what if Season 8 starts and the Grant-Nash house is just there again with a throwaway line about how lucky they were that Michael still had the blueprints. The fact that we actually got like, half of that in canon was hilarious to both of us.

The scene of everyone coming to Bobby for advice that mirrored the one in Season 2 was amazing! From Hen insisting that Bobby is her captain, no matter if he’s currently a technical advisor on a TV show set or not, over Buck not wanting to be Gerrard’s “Little Buddy” (No, I will never let go of that line, it’s too good.) over Eddie missing Chris (Bobby insinuating that Chris won’t talk to Eddie because of the ‘stache! Eddie genuinely being offended! Please give Peter and Ryan more comedy, they’re really good at it!) to Chim being the one to smell that something’s fishy about Gerrard taking over as the 118’s captain in the first place. He’s ultimately wrong about why Gerrard didn’t retire when that was his plan, but without him pointing things out to Bobby, Bobby’s ruse later on wouldn’t have worked. So yes, I’m applauding Mr. April!

Going into the Hotshots scene, something I completely missed on my first three watches of this episode is that Bobby asked Gerrard to come to set. I spent three full watches wondering why tf Gerrard showed up so Bobby could manipulate him, when Bobby asked him to meet him there. I feel kinda dumb.

Anyway, I like manipulative Bobby and want to see more. Cause let’s get real, nothing he said was wrong exactly, but he absolutely had to sell it to Gerrard in a way that still appealed to him. Also, why is the silly weewoo show suddenly Game of Thrones levels of intrigue and mind games???

Also also, between the awkward ass hug with Buck last season, the weird thing he had about Buck having been tight end on his high school’s football team, and him now fanboying over Brad…Yeah, the Gay Gerrard theory has certainly some merit lmao.

The ending scene, where Bobby openly tells Athena that he doesn’t want to rebuild the old house because it was never really his was really nice, honestly. I know a lot of people wanted this to build as a bit of conflict between them, but I disagree. I feel like it would’ve been out of character for Bobby to keep this to himself and go along with rebuilding the old house, especially since “keeping things from each other like that is bad” is a lesson both of them learned in Season 4.

3. Ortiz/Henren

So, outside the fact that body cams on firefighters and paramedics sound unethical and straight up illegal, the funniest thing is that had Hen worn a body cam during Kyle’s call, Ortiz would see that he refused care and subsequently have to admit that Hen didn’t do anything wrong, at least from a perspective of protocol. She’d have no leg at all to stand on. I think that’s kinda funny.

The courtroom scene was…a lot. I did question (not online lol) at the end of Season Seven if what Maddie and Chimney were doing was actually legal, and now we know it wasn’t! The fact that Hen and Karen didn’t tell their lawyer about still having contact with Mara shows that they knew that, too. And for Hen to then fall into a frankly insane sounding speech about how an evil politician has it out for her and is orchestrating everything… Yeah, there was no hope here. We learn later that the judge was actually in Ortiz’s pocket, so it wouldn’t have mattered either way, but even if she hadn’t been… Sorry, but the outcome would’ve been the same.

Hen walking in and begging Ortiz to stop, trying to basically guilt trip her with that video of Mara, was also…maybe not the best thing to do, legally speaking. I also feel like the show just…went too far on villainizing Ortiz here. Like yeah, most of us expected her and Gerrard to be in on everything together, but her saying that since she had to go on without Kyle, Mara, a little girl who is maybe ten years old, should learn to go on without Hen and Karen is so far removed from regular corruption and awfulness that it made me question what Ortiz’s point was. 

Because I was under the impression that Ortiz was, not unlike the Buckley parents, an exploration of what grief does to someone when it isn’t properly addressed. Instead of mourning her son, she instead focused that grief on hating who she believes to be responsible, and said hatred kept growing and growing because there wasn’t anyone or anything to help Ortiz keep it in check. I halfway expected that video of Mara to stir something in her, to realize that she is hurting a little orphan girl and maybe start seeing a clearer picture.

But nope! None of that was actually the case! Instead, Olivia Ortiz is actually just the Wicked Witch of the LA City Council who is one-dimensionally evil for evil’s sake with no redeeming qualities whatsoever. Not gonna lie, that’s kind of a waste of both a potentially complex antagonist, and of Veronica Falcón.

Mara coming home made me cry though, so it’s still all good.

4. Cheerleading Call/Eddie

So, for reasons you’re probably aware of, I’d like to immediately throw out that Weston was never confirmed any kind of sexuality, so any and all “Gay Eddie Truthers” who somehow try to use him as “proof” need to check their believe in toxic masculinity at the goddamn door. Seriously.

Anyway, wtf do you mean Eddie saw someone’s torso being turned 180 degrees in Afghanistan????

But to come back to the matter at hand, Medical Professional Eddie was a great showing! I’m questioning the legality of what he did here, because as far as we know, Eddie is not a certified paramedic (and like many of us, I wondered if this would lead to him getting the boot), but nonetheless, I think they should lean into it more often.

I don’t think I have to say anything about Weston calling Eddie “Dad.” It’s heartbreaking for both of them, honestly, but I also think it’s one of the most important things to happen to Eddie in regards to his character arc.

And then Eddie joins the stalker league. No, seriously, I get why he did, it’s for a good cause, and it worked out in the end, but this very easily could have ended very badly.

To actually focus on Eddie’s talk with Mike (that’s what his name tag says, I’m assuming that’s his name lol), it’s the first step of Eddie’s character arc: acknowledging that it’s his fault Chris isn’t home. He is the one that drove him away. He allowed Kim to come back into their house, he played along with her crazy ass Shannon channeling improv session, he is the one who, frankly, didn’t do much of anything to reconcile or apologize to Chris. He threw Buck at the issue and expected him to fix everything. Ryan himself has said that Eddie has a habit of using Buck as a scapegoat, to try to shortcut difficult situations and conversations with Chris. Not all the time, but often enough. And doing it this time was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

As much as this conversation is about fatherhood, though, it’s also about toxic masculinity. Ryan goes over it in his recent interview, how deeply ingrained in Latino culture toxic masculinity is, how it affected him growing up, and how it drove him to attempt suicide. That article/interview is really, really good, and I wish I had bookmarked it so I could link it, but alas. The gist of it is that, as Ryan says, it took him time and effort to unlearn things that had been drilled into his head since he was a kid. He had to learn that being vulnerable, that feeling his emotions is a good thing, and that it didn’t make him gay. And it’s clear to me that unpacking all of this is also going to be part of Eddie’s storyline/character arc this season. I could take a potshot at a certain part of the fandom that took Ryan’s interview and turned it into something it isn’t right now, but I won’t. I will only refer to the beginning of this section where I told people to check their belief in toxic masculinity at the door.

6. The Tiger Call

Why did this dude ever believe that the pitbull line was gonna fly? I mean, he raised a tiger in a studio apartment, so he’s clearly kinda stupid just in general, but like…you couldn’t have come up with a better excuse???

Also, Bing. The tiger, which is based on Ming, the tiger, is called Bing. Okay, show.

“He wasn’t 400 pounds when I got him. He was an adorable cub.” Sir, this does not explain how you got this tiger, wtf even. Also, why is animal control so useless in this show? They never handle the animal calls, what is up with that?

Chim cocking the tranquilizer gun like a badass, you will always be famous. “I wish I was hitting him with a paint ball.” “Here, kitty, kitty.” Have I mentioned yet that I love Chimney Han? That he’s my special little man (not related to Kenny Choi’s height, I swear!), that I would never in a million years trade him away for anything?

Also, yeah, the CG tiger kinda sucked, but like…bad special effects aren’t anything new to this show. The “babies” they have on calls literally look like dolls they bought at Walmart, why would the CG tiger be good? It’s part of the show's charm imo.

7. Final Thoughts

This was a weird episode, man. The last like, five minutes, after Eddie’s and Mike’s talk, were super rushed, and yeah, it does feel like every plot thread Season 7 was neatly wrapped up with a bow, along with the budget cuts this very episode introduced. Thing is, I don’t believe it is? We know Brad shows up again later, so it stands to reason Gerrard might too. Ortiz was publicly embarrassed and ran out of office. I’d be surprised if she didn’t make another appearance to try and take revenge again later. And like I said, I fully expect the budget cuts to come back to haunt the 118.

Also, for an episode that was advertised as a Henren episode, there was not enough Henren. Or Karen in general, for that matter. Tracie had what, two lines? The fuck?

As it stands, I like this episode quite a bit. If it wasn’t for the rushed, weird ending, it’d be an easy 9 out of 10 for me! With that ending, it’s still a 7.5. Eddie’s plotline was the episode’s highlight for me, simply because oh my god, they finally give Eddie an actual arc! My favorite scene though is the “Asking Bobby for advice scene.” Great comedy, great character moments in it, parallel to Season 2, just an all around great scene!

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