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natti-ice · 7 months
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I had a dream Austin McBroom chased me down the street, this mf wanted to play tag😭
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doiefvever · 7 months
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wsppppp
I love talking to myself 💯.
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ashleyheyneblog · 7 months
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CATHERINE PAIZ EXPOSES AUSTIN MCBROOM FOR LYING https://youtu.be/R8NXRUwwuxg?si=BEwoSr6WFOjzUQP1
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shanneltarot · 8 months
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Austin McBroom & Catherine McBroom Divorce Secrets Reveals | What is Austin hiding?
YouTuber Austin McBroom & Catherine McBroom Divorce Secrets Reveals in lastest episode. What is Austin hiding from us but Catherine been knowing it. Catherine is too pretty to be treated like this but she won't be single for long. Truth exposed https://youtu.be/ZGfM18MoeCw
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throathole · 8 months
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this type of scraggly long ass tutankhamun goatee is the worst thing in the world WHY DO MEN DO THIS
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deleahtarte · 7 months
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When this fic makes it out of the drafts….ouuu… *fist clenches*
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peanutty · 8 months
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guys I was today years old when I found out that Halle Bailey is not Halle Berry’s daughter…….
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ricoelpobre · 8 months
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Sorry for commenting on each and every post I see I jst want 2 b friends w everybody
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star-girl69 · 8 months
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Let The Light In
Clarisse La Rue x Fem!Demigod!Reader
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synopsis: sick clarisse is a heartless monster
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a/n: i do like fluff too! i promise!
Let The Light In - Lana Del Rey
side note: i liked this song before you tik tok bitches liked this song. first day the album came out i said “oh so let the light in is literally my song” y’all can back off mkay…..
warnings: MOTHER Y/N FR!!!!!!!!, ares kids are big babies, don’t tell anyone they’ll kill you, no plot, clarisse is sick and needy and cuddly and basically a baby, bitch gets austin mcbroom post-catherine sick it’s embarrassing, i still love her, tell me if i missed anything!!
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As soon as you walk into the Ares cabin, you can smell it. It’s not like anyone’s thrown up- you hope, at least- but the entire Ares cabin reeks of snot and wet coughs. You didn’t even know that had a distinct smell. The entire cabin just reeks of a bad, bad, summer cold.
It started off slow. And to their credit, the Ares kids did stay strong for a while. While the rest of the camp was falling into a apocalyptic-esque nightmare, no one in the cabin got sick. Until someone must have.
You remember snorting when Clarisse announced to all of her siblings that whoever got sick would be sleeping outside.
Obviously, that person tried to hide it, and the entire Ares cabin woke up sniffling yesterday. Clarisse vowed to find the rat, but her and the rest of the cabin ended up going to bed early after being asleep on their feet all day.
As the head counselor’s girlfriend, you felt a motherly responsibility to take care of the dying soldiers.
Which is what they were acting like.
“Good morning,” you say softly, quickly shutting the door. The cabin is a mess, even after one night. There’s tissues on the floor, blankets strewn about, everyone’s moaning and groaning. The curtains are all drawn firmly shut, so it’s seems more like 10pm when it’s actually only 10am.
All of the siblings have gathered on the first floor, sometimes two to a bed, couches filled up with sleeping kids.
Everyone mumbles back very pointed “mornings” while you sigh and open up your bag filled with wash cloths.
“Okay,” you say. You already got the sickness a few days ago, and while you’re still sniffling, you’re much better. “I’m here to help!” you announce. Then, you frown. “Where’s Clarisse?”
Matty, on the floor, leaning against the couch, points to a blanketed figure in the corner.
“Asleep,” he yawns. “Which I’m about to be.”
You smile but ultimately walk past her, letting her have a few more moments of what seems to be a fitful sleep- she’s frowning in her sleep, which is absolutely adorable.
You head towards the bathroom, cringing at the overfilling basket of tissues, before you set out your bag on the closed toilet and take out a few wash cloths. You wet them with cold water and hang them over your arms, walking around and putting one on each person’s warm head.
A few actually compare you to a goddess in that moment, and you just hide your giggles and say you’re welcome.
When you finally reach Danny, curled up in a ball on the end of the couch, he looks up at you with big puppy dog eyes.
You’ve quickly realized that all of the Ares kids turn into literal toddlers when they’re sick. But Danny, actually only eleven, seems like a literal baby in this moment. He’s a skinny kid, so when you pick him up he feels like nothing.
“I miss my mom,” he groans into your neck.
“I know,” you say, patting his back.
You complete your rounds of washcloths against hot heads, finally turning around with Danny in your arms. You go back into the bathroom and focus on him for a second, the youngest member of the cabin, touching his forehead.
“You’re not too hot,” you say, encouragingly. You run the tap, wetting the plain white cloth. “But we’ll stick this on anyways.”
“Thanks, Y/N,” he says, head back in your neck. “You’re the best,” he yawns.
When you turn around, Clarisse is crossing her arms in the doorway.
She’s trying her best to look angry, but she’s just pouting.
“Hi, baby,” you smile.
She glares at Danny’s back before reaching forward to grab him from your arms.
“She’s my girlfriend, you little snake,” she huffs, clawing at him.
“Hey!” you shout, pulling back as Danny desperately wraps his legs around your waist, gripping onto your neck for dear life. “He’s eleven, Clarisse.”
“And?” she scoffs. “I’m really sick, Y/N.”
You roll your eyes, wetting another washcloth.
“Here you go, you big baby,” you slap it over her forehead and she pouts again, raising her hand to hold it there. “Puppy dog,” you giggle, urging her back to the couch.
“I am not a puppy dog. I’m a pitbull, if anything.”
She sits back in her corner, pushing the blanket aside and opening her arms wide.
“C’mere,” she says, eyes closed, expectant look on her face. “Ditch the snake.”
“Nope,” you smile, flopping down onto the couch, making Danny laugh at the way the two of you bounce.
Danny and Clarisse both settle into your sides, glaring at each other. Danny’s head pressed against your chest, Clarisse’s in her neck. She wraps her arm around your waist and he wraps his around your stomach.
“Gods, Ares kids are so possessive,” you mutter.
“Exactly,” Clarisse replies. She tries to push him away. “Scram,” she says, but it ends in a yawn.
“If Y/N tells me to go then I will,” Danny replies. “I’m only eleven, Clarisse. I need a mom when I’m sick.”
You watch him try to look serious, but he eventually breaks out into a smile.
“Snake,” Clarisse whispers. “Gonna kill you when we’re not sick.”
“No you’re not,” you say, leaning your head against hers. “I’ll walk out right now and take Danny with me.”
She holds you tighter.
“You can’t abandon me in my time of need,” she huffs, and you resist the urge to laugh at the genuine fear in her voice. “I just need you really bad, I was thinking about you all night, angel.”
“Then be on your best behavior,” you smile.
“Yes, ma’am,” she mutters, burrowing her face into your neck. She tugs you closer to her. “You’re so soft. I love you.”
“Okay, Clarisse,” you smile, kissing her head.
She shakes her head and pouts. “No.”
“Puppy dog,” you say again, but she chooses to ignore you, placated by the feeling of your lips quickly pressing against hers.
“Pretty girlfriend,” she mumbles, eyes falling shut. “Pretty, pretty, really soft girlfriend.”
Matty scoots over to put his head in your lap.
Now permanently caged in, you give up any hopes of escaping when they all fell back asleep, resigning yourself to a day of boredom, being used as a literal pillow for the sick “toddlers” of the Ares cabin.
“Thanks for bringing the light in, Y/N,” Matty mumbles against the top of your thigh. “You, I mean. You’re the light. Was that clear?”
“Matty, go to sleep.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he mumbles.
“But thank you,” you smile.
You look around the dark, dreary, dirty room.
“Big babies,” you mumble to yourself.
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shoutout to danny from music to watch girls too making a second appearance ily
matty is prob my fav original side character for the ares cabin i love him sm so shoutout to him too!!!
and ofc shoutout to clarisse “she’s my girlfriend” la rue
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julietsbody · 7 months
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what do you think modern!coryo is like… methinks he’d be crazy possessive and a lovebomber cuz he needs you to be OBSESSED with him!
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i DEF feel like he’s so so so unhinged like austin mcbroom joe goldberg combined like stalking ur socials at all times asking u who certain people are then stalking THEIR accounts and everyone they follow… hours long process but he just wants to make sure ur being honest!! i also feel like he would be a lovebomber like he is SO SO sweet and perfect and amazing at first (totally not bc he has asked all ur friends what ur ideal man is and became that) but then hes just absolute hell like not only does he ignore u for hours on end he always comes back saying smthn like “bet u fucked someone else in those two hours huh” LIKE HES UNHINGEDHSNFB (he read online that acting obsessed w someone and super clingy one day and completely ignoring them and cold the next makes them obsessed w u)
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kashisun · 8 months
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Austin Mcbroom is actually losing his mind 💀
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ashleyheyneblog · 8 months
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Austin and Catherine McBroom at a basketball game in Los Angeles in 2022.
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1800naveen · 3 months
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Tamlin making a little song for his bestie, Lucien.
I miss you, I love you.
I've been in this manor, no heat.
Together for centuries now, we don't even speak.
You know that I miss you, I been watching you through right through the trees.
I been missing the kids lately, I been living alone. (Pretend the kid is Gwyn, remember the Gwyn's true dad theories.)
The house I got is nice but sometimes, I wanna be home.
In Spring, we have cold nights, I be shivering down to my bones.
But you still my ACE boy, but you still my ACE.
(The OG song is still my ACE by Austin McBroom but it's too funny so it inspired me to make this).
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the-inheritance-games · 7 months
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My friends and I were talking about Austin’s Mcbroom and his temper tantrum after losing Catherine and I went on her insta and saw these and all I thought about was Lyra.
I know with a name like Kane shes probably not Hispanic but still WHAT IF. I didn’t wanna cast her until we get an actual description but like imagine Grayson with a baddie like Catherine Paiz, I would literally die 😫
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rhysnolastname · 6 months
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a 5 hour video on how austin mcbroom has mclost it. don’t mind if i do
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mangoposts · 8 months
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if i ever fumbled matt or chris i’d be behaving like austin mcbroom and kanye west’s love child bc girl-
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LMFAOOOOOOOO AUSTIN IS TWEAKING CRAZZZYYYY LIKE TWEAKING RIDICULOUS i hope he finds a counselor or something
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