#but that doesn't mean Im about to hunt down anyone who ever wants to examine and write and draw C!Quackity

[rat-rosemary]

I'm just saying his to make it obvious, but I'm not about to crucify people who continue to explore the dsmp character of Wilbur Soot from now on

[everyonesastar]

Hi, would you do a story centered around Buster and Rosita? Not a ship. Something like Buster's really late getting to the theater and the gangs starting to worry, especially Rosita and like he arrives he's badly injured from like knife wound from the bears or something, but doesn't tell anyone and he tries to go about his day without telling anyone, but he's hurting badly and finally Rosita (who knew something was wrong from the start) confronts him about and the gang tries to help?

Alright! Let’s do this!

I hope you like it!

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They gang had been waiting a while for Buster to return, usually he was always here before them. Mike had been tapping his foot impatiently.

“When’s the guy gonna be here? I mean its got to have been an hour ever since we all got here!” He said, his voice loud enough to be heard from outside. “Well..actually, it’s only been thirty minutes Mike..” Johnny paused after he looked at his watch “But I think we’re all wondering why he’s not here…”.

“Well I hope he gets here soon…” Meena mumbled while Rosita nodded in agreement.  

More moments had passed, even Eddie had shown up, he was usually known for being the late one. “Hey, Eddie? Have you..by any chance..seen where Buster has been for the past..” Rosita looked towards Johnny for the time “Forty eight minutes..?”.

“No….I thought he was with you guys this morning. He called me saying he was here, maybe he had to go and get something or some costumes?” Eddie replied, confused.

“Well, that would make sense. He probably called all of us here because of a new performance. So if he’s getting costumes…then there’s nothing to worry about” Ash said with a shrug. “But Ash, what if something else happened? I mean there could be something seriously wrong with him right now!” Rosita said.

She was very worried about him, she cared about him as much as she did about everyone who’d came into her life. “Come on ya’ big egg! He’s probably taking his time on gettin’ here!” Mike said while crossing his arms. 

“Ya! Maybe he’s right! He could just be takin’ time ya know..” Gunter said, surprisingly agreeing with Mike. “L-Lets just hope that is it…” Meena whispered.

Ten more minutes passed….

“Alright, thats it! It’s been an hour and i’m not going to stay any longer!” Mike said while stomping off the stage and walking past aisles of seats before the doors had busted open.

“Sorry I’m late gang! But thank you all for staying while I was…” Buster paused to think of an excuse, Rosita took notice of this. “A-At the bank! Yeah, I had to stop by the bank to grab some money just in case we uh…had any malfunctions or…” Buster just continued mumbling and gripping at his side.

“See Rosita! Nothing bad happened to him, all he needed to do was make a stop at the bank” Ash said slightly grinning, happy to know Buster had finally arrived.

Still, Rosita had this feeling that Buster was lying about it. She had been used to her kids trying to lie, but she’d always find out what they were trying to cover up. She also saw how Buster was gripping at his side, something definitely was wrong.

“Yeah yeah, thats great. Now why did you call us here Mr. “I take my time” Moon” Mike said with slight laughter in his voice. “Thank you for asking shortie, and i will explain that in a second.” Buster replied with a grin on his face while looking at a aggravated Mike.

“Anyways, I called you all here because, I’ve already announced to the public about this new theatre and how there will be a party for its grand re-opening! I want you all to perform one of these songs I give you from the list I hand out.” Buster paused while handing out some papers to all of them separately.  

“Now, I want to try something different for you Mike, I want you with Meena. Johnny and Ash will be soloists and Gunter and Rosita will be together again, since they both make a very good team when it comes to amazing an audience!” Buster said with a smile.

“Now, if you have any questions, just come and see me in my office!” He said while walking off before Mike could start complaining, though this time he kept quiet and went off with Meena to practice rehearsing.

“Alright Rosita! Lets go and get some dancing done!” Gunter said while running towards their rehearsal room.

They all had exactly three days to get their vocals and choreography down if needed. 

So far the past two days they had all came early for rehearsing, and somehow Buster had always arrived late. This made Rosita only grow more suspicious of what was going on with him. Every time he had shown up late, he had used some excuse anyone would use to get out of being asked questions. 

It was probably the time to ask what was going on, because what was even more odd was that he had came back with something wrong with him. First, his side, then his neck, and last of all was his leg and how his clothes were ripped near the bottom of his pants.

“Rosita, it’s time to come to the rehearsing room! Aren’t cha’ coming?” Gunter asked “I’ll be there in a minute, I just need to ask Buster something.” Rosita replied. “Ok!” 

Rosita walked the down the hallway that led to Buster’s new office, she hadn’t gotten to used to the new look, but she couldn’t lie, she loved it.

She knocked on his door lightly, “Come on in!” He said while there was shuffling heard in the room. She opened the door slowly, the room wasn’t as big as she thought it would be, but it was very clean.

“So Rosita, whats up?” He asked while sitting in his chair. “N-Nothing, but um-I do have a question” She stammered, she didn’t want to embarrass him if she did ask, but she was concerned for his safety.

“Oh ok..” Buster mumbled while looking at Rosita. “So, me and the gang have been noticing you’re coming in late alot..” “Rosita I’ve already sa-” Buster said being being shushed. “I wasn’t finished. A-Anyways…..Buster I’m not sure if everyone else has noticed this but….why have you been coming in with so many injuries? Or a part of your clothing ripped?” She asked.

He stared off for a moment, “I..have no idea what you’re talking about Rosita! It’s just my usual style thats all!” Buster said with a forced smile. “Buster, I’ve known you for awhile to know you like to dress formal or atleast pleasant, so you wouldn’t ever want to be walking around with your clothing ripped.” Rosita paused while taking a closer look at him and slowly noticed he had a black eye as well.

“And if scars and black eyes are the new things in style then please let me go get ran over! Buster, what’s going on? Who’s hurting you?” She asked while walking towards him. She began to examine his wounds before he had gotten up suddenly.

“No…im fine Rosita just go back to your rehearsal room with Gunter” Buster said while quickly walking out of his office. “Oh no he just didn’t walk off” Rosita whispered while following him.

Rehearsals were almost over, Gunter actually began to fear that Rosita just left for no reason. The theatre gang were standing on the stage and talking, “Man, Mike…Meena! You both sound incredible!” Johnny said with awe in his voice. 

“Well of course we were! Obviously because of me..” Mike paused before looking at Meena “And…” it pained for him to give credit to someone else for this kind of stuff. “And her too” He grumbled while Meena smiled, though she was contemplating on if that was a compliment or just a joke.

They all noticed Buster quickly walking around or possibly away from someone, and that someone was Rosita.

“Buster tell me whats going on!” Rosita yelled with a concerned look. “I-I’m fine! I swear!” Buster yelled back. “Well if you’re ok, then why are you running?” Meena asked. “Buster, if somethings going on…we’re here for ya…” Johnny mumbled.

They heard some shuffling from backstage, probably Eddie. “Ok, got the music tracks and lights set-Buster? You ok?” He asked. “Thats the same thing we’ve been asking” Ash said.

“Someone’s hurting him…” Rosita mumbled which made them all gasp in shock. “Wait what?! Who?” Eddie asked “Thats what I’m trying to get out of him…but he refuses…” Rosita mumbled.

“I-It’s nothing I swear! It’s not even that much of a big deal guys!” Buster protested. “Well, if its not a big deal, then its going to be ok to tell us…” Ash said now walking more close to Buster. “N-No! I don’t want you guys getting hurt by them too-” “Them? You mean there’s more than one person?!” Mike said stomping towards him.

“Yes…” “Well…that means we’ll all be able to handle them…” Johnny said, he looked like he was growing angry by the second. “No…not even you guys could handle them….they’re…huge…and…they have sharp fangs and claws…and” Butser looked terrified by even describing whom the people were.

“Bears…” Mike whispered and saw Buster slowly nod. This reminded Rosita of when he’d ask her if there were any bears on the streets, now she knew why.

“So they got you too Mike?” Rosita asked. “Well no! Or else I wouldn’t even be alive nor would Diana..but why are they hurting you? You’re just some koala!” Mike said.

“Well, remember when they walked in with you, looking for the prize money I didn’t have? Now they’re hunting me down for it still…” Buster mumbled. “Oh my gosh Mr. Moon….I’m so sorry..” Meena whimpered. She looked closed to crying, as so did Ash and Johnny. The had all felt so awful for the pain he had been going through.

“Guys…d-don’t cry please…” Buster whimpered, he felt like crying himself. They all felt as if they were going to cry, even Mike. “You know…..what helps a little when…i’m at rock bottom?” Eddie said while sniffling.

He walked up and gave Buster a hug, then one by one. So did everyone else, and they all stood there for a moment just hugging and calming down. He was right, it kinda did help.

They all slowly let go and whipped away their tears and smiled, even giggled a little. Rosita then looked in her purse and pulled out some supplies she had gotten from one of the first aid kits in her home, and began to stitch up his wounds and gave him some colorful band aids for his remaining scars.

They all had cartoonish designs on them, which in all honesty, looked silly and cute on him. Ash even took a picture of it “Man I’m going to save this forever.” She said while giggling. “You may have to send me on if you can” Eddie said jokingly.

They were all giggling about it, “Were these really the only ones you had?” Buster asked. “Well thats what you get from a mom with 25 kids” Rosita said while shrugging it off.

“A-Anyways….thank you guys so much…”

“No problem” They all said, grinning.

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BONUS!

Buster smiled. 

After a few minutes of them saying goodbye-

“Wait-we shouldn’t stand by and watch this happen to our friend. We’re going to look for them.” Rosita said, with a look of determination on her face, no sign of fear whatsoever.

“Yeah, I don’t think it would be right to see my bo-best friend hurt like this, soon enough we’r going to run out of these band-aids and medicine.” Eddie said agreeing. 

The others weren’t so sure about looking for the bears, but they knew that Mike would not participate whatsoever. Eddie and Rosita both set out on the streets while the others had cowardly followed, Buster ran after them to stop them.

“Guys! W-Wait! Maybe we shouldn’t-” Buster yelped loudly once he had been picked up by someone.

A bear.

“Well look at this, our lil’ friend Buster Moon.” One of the bear’s said while smiling widely, showing his fangs. “Buster!” Eddie yelled while tapping Rosita to get her attention. 

“And he’s brought his little friends with him! How more funny can this get lads?” The bear chuckled as so did the others.

“Stop it right now, we’re fully aware of what you’re doing to our friend and we do not like it!” Rosita said while her arms were crossed. “And whatcha going to do about it Mrs. Piggy? Take off your pretty gloves and make someone do the hard work for ya?” The bear snickered.

“No, but I will certainly be pulling up my sleeves and doing this!”

Rosita snapped her fingers, Gunter stepped forward and gave Rosita a boost up,the reach the bear’s height. Then she had slapped him hard and loud, people began to stare. The bear finally loosened his grip on Buster and let him go

“Piggy power!” Gunter said while laughing very hard. 

Rosita walked towards the bear whom she slapped and was now kneeling.

“Now you better leave my friend alone or me and my friends will do something far worse than that.” Rosita said while walking off, leaving the bears and the rest of theatre gang amazed.

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There you go anon! Enjoy!

[murderingpieceofshit]

The Wrath of God, Ch. 3: Losing it

by @finney13s

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: General, M/M Fandoms: Preacher (TV) Relationships: Proinsias Cassidy/EccariusProinsias Cassidy/Jesse CusterJesse Custer/Tulip O'HareTulip O'Hare/Eccarius Characters: Proinsias Cassidy, Eccarius, Jesse Custer, Tulip O'Hare Additional Tags: Angst, Gun Violence, Blood and Gore Author’s notes: This story is still evolving. Rating, warnings, characters, relationships and tags are due to change as the story continues so check them before reading.

“The Wrath of God” is the 2nd part of “The Chronicles of Cassidy and Eccarius”

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 |

Chapter summary: The group manages to get to a motel for the night. And then things spiral horribly out of hand.

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A short clip below the cut as the whole chapter won’t fit into one post here.

They stopped at a used cars dealer in the next town. They got out of the car and Cassidy popped open a large umbrella for him and Eccarius. Eccarius' eyes widened when he saw that the suitcase from the roof was gone. “This… this can't be real” he stuttered and tried to grasp that he had just lost the only clothes he had managed to get with him. “So it was the suitcase making the screeching sound” Jesse stated the obvious when he turned to close the car door behind him. “I should've listened to my premonitions and remained at home" Eccarius huffed and looked at Cassidy desperately. “Ay, hold on to your knickers” Cassidy tried to sooth Eccarius. “There's nothing we can do to fix it now is there?” “Obviously there is not, I know that! It doesn't mean I have to like it.” Eccarius snapped peeved. Then he pointed a finger at Jesse over the roof of the car. “And YOU! What were you thinking? That was a whole new level of incautious if I've ever witnessed one and I've witnessed quite a few during my time.” Tulip and Cassidy agreed and Jesse raised his hands in a surrendering motion. “Well I am sorry that I seized the day” he said displeased. “Jesse, you made us fugitives running from the law just like that." Tulip said furiously and snapped her fingers. "God knows we didn't need any of that. If it was just me and you I could've lived with it but you dragged Cassidy and Eccarius to this as well! Some friend you are!" Jesse looked at his feet and remained silent. “Did you even look at what's in the bag?” she continued. “Well, I think it's money” Jesse replied hesitantly. “Well go and check the bag then!” Tulip huffed.

Jesse grabbed the bag from the front seat and set it on the hood of the car. He zipped it open and stared at the contents baffled. “So what is it?” Tulip asked and walked around the car to see what's in the bag. Then she froze and looked at Jesse, saying: "Clothes. The bag is full of clothes." “Why would someone steal a bag of clothes?” Cassidy asked. “They're designer clothes” Tulip said taking a shirt from the bag and examining them closely. “This says it's Gucci. And this jacket is Armani. The rest seem to be same labels too. They fucking stole designer clothes. It must have been some kind of warehouse for a high fashion store.” She stuffed the shirts back to the bag frustrated and looked at Jesse angrily. “Well that sucks. What are we going to do now?” Cassidy asked.

Tulip shook her head and raised her hands on it, then shaking her fists at Jesse. “We need to ditch the car. Dammit! For clothes! Argh!" She turned and stomped to the car yard. “Well, we ain't got all day, y'all!” she yelled behind her.

Tulip turned down every and each suggestion of the sleazy salesman until he took them to the backyard. There was an old green Plymouth Roadrunner standing in mint condition with tinted windows. “Ain't this a beauty” she admired the car walking around it and checking the insides, forgetting the dire situation for a moment. “I'm taking this one.” No one argued. After all, she was the one driving. The salesman was luckily more than happy to make the deal without any papers and in a minuscule price as he got Tulip's Chavelle in exchange. Soon they were speeding away towards west.

They drove in silence as everyone was sulking. Eccarius was staring blankly at the scenery running by. "I really didn't need any of this, not now of all times" he thought to himself. Yes, he had done very bad things in his life but never had he gotten caught for any of it. Well, not before Cassidy. And now he was in this situation thanks to someone else. He was scared. Something he hadn't felt in a very, very long time. What if all his crimes came out into the light if they got caught? He had just gotten on top of his addiction and now he was pushed into this mess, stuck in it without a way out. How would he cope with it? Could he? He felt the rage and the urge to pay back what had now been done to him burning inside and he had to fight to keep himself from acting on it. Finally Cassidy poked him on the shoulder. “Ay, penny for you thoughts.” Eccarius kept staring out of the window. "What do you want me to say, Cassidy? I just managed to get my problems in order somehow and everything looked better already.” he replied and continued mockingly: “But then this... this righteous man of God got a wonderful idea to stick his hands into a trap, I lost all the clothes I had and, which is even worse, I'm going to be hunted for stealing a bag of clothes yet I had nothing to do with it and I can't go back to my home now or maybe ever. I am walking on a thin line here" he said angrily. "Oy, don't blame it on me 'ere, it was all 'im. I'm as miffed about this as you" Cassidy replied. “Can we just stop pointing fingers” Jesse fumed from the front seat. “No we can't!” Cassidy said angrily. “Christ! God knows I'm someone who has no right to point any of 'em at anyone but you really screwed up this time! Big time. Me best mate!” Jesse stared at the road ahead saying nothing. “But ey” Cass said to Eccarius, “we now have clothes for you. The ones in the bag.” Eccarius looked at Cass opening his mouth to speak, then wrinkled his nose and sighed deeply. “How would you know if they even fit?” he asked displeased. “Well I don't but that's not the point. Isn't it at least something?” Cassidy replied, trying desperately to come up with anything even slightly positive from the situation. “Come 'ere you mope" he said and grabbed Eccarius pulling him in his arms. Eccarius laid his head on Cassidy's shoulder closing his eyes.

They drove the rest of the day just stopping for some gas. When it got dark they stopped at a motel. “Is it safe for us to stop like this?” Eccarius asked worriedly when they got out of the car. The motel was old and ramshackle. "I mean, either one of us could drive if needed” he pointed at himself and Cassidy trying desperately keep them not being forced to stay in this dilapidated building. “I'm tired, pissed off and I wanna sleep in a real bed” Tulip replied and shut the car door. “I've had enough excitement for one day.” Then she continued looking at Jesse: “And you and I ain't sharing a room.”

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