#not super happy with this one but we gotta keep on trucking

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couldn't pick just one frame (2/104)

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Congratulations, babydoll! Sending this in early! So super proud of you, and you’re one of my favorite authors/humans around here! ;) 😘🎂💝❤️

“Let me take care of you today. Don’t do anything in return, just let me.” - For virgin! Eddie (him taking care of the reader) ❤️

kristen. love of my life. absolute queen of smut. thank you so much for always being so kind! i wasn't sure if you wanted this to be smutty or not, so here's 2k words of eddie spaghetti taking care of a sick reader (also me soft launching the nickname Peach hahah) hope you enjoy!!

part of the tcar universe!

Eddie Munson was a worrier.

Apart from creating D&D campaigns and mastering Metallica guitar riffs, it’s what he did best.

Like, when Dustin skips out on Hellfire for the first time, he immediately thinks something’s wrong. He keeps the poor boy in the club room after the rest of the boys have left, badgering him about the reason why. “If something’s going on at home, you can tell me. You know that, right? Rule number one of Hellfire, you know? It’s a safe place.”

“I thought rule number one of Hellfire was never sit in your throne? Dustin asks with furrowed brows.

“Well, yeah, but… I’m just saying. You can tell me if something’s going on.”

“My mom’s just getting a new cat, Eds. We have to drive to Indianapolis to pick it up after school,” the boy explains, so sincere he’s practically cooing. “Everything’s okay, alright. I promise.”

“Alright. Drop the tone,” Eddie squints at him.

Dustin grins. “I’m happy you care so much, though. It’s really sweet, actually.”

“If you wanna keep the teeth you have left, I suggest you shut up, Henderson.”

Dustin makes fun of him about that to this day. 

Still, it hasn’t lessened his ability to stress out over nothing.

Gareth is five minutes late to band practice at The Hideout, and Eddie’s certain his beat-up truck is sitting somewhere in a ditch. Mike comes to school with a scrape on his cheek, and Eddie immediately thinks Jason and his basketball goons are giving him a hard time again.

It’s a deep-rooted urge to protect the people he cares about — to worry incessantly about their well-being and fight like hell if something’s wrong. And these are just the boys he tolerates, at best.

So when Eddie’s worried about you? All hell threatens to break loose.

Two days pass, and he hasn’t heard a single thing from you.

And it’s not the total end of the world or anything. You get busy sometimes, and that’s fine. 

Is a part of him distantly worried that you’re lying dead in your apartment? Sure. But still. The sliver of logical thinking he possesses knows that you’re fine. Eddie’s mostly able to simmer in his worry until the third day comes and goes with no word from you.

He’s popped into a full-on boil by then.

“Have you seen my keys?” the boy asks his uncle while he rifles between the couch cushions, searching for the metal things he can’t even seem to keep up with.

“You’re what?” Wayne answers, tucked too comfortably in his recliner for a time like this. He’s more focused on his Cheers re-run than his nephew’s anxious mumbling.

“My keys. They’re missing.”

“You didn’t leave ‘em in your van, did you?”

“No, I didn’t leave them in my van,” Eddie snaps. It’s more harshly than he intended but he doesn’t think to apologize as he looks under the magazines on the coffee table.

Wayne isn’t deterred by his tone. He pops another chip into his mouth and talks through the mouthful. “Did ya look in your room?”

“Yes. That’s the first place I check. They’re not there.”

“Kitchen counter?”

“I looked there, too.”

“Well, they gotta be somewhere, Eds,” Wayne chuckles.

“It’s not funny,” Eddie scolds in a fit of boyish rage. He ceases his search for a moment to be angry — his tight chest thankful for the weight is let off. “My girlfriend could be dead—”

“Your girlfriend’s fine,” the older man assures, still laughing a little to himself. Eddie’s dramatics and misplaced worries are familiar to him now. He looks over his shoulder at his nephew, grey brows raised. “Maybe she just wanted some space. Ever think of that?”

Eddie shakes his stubborn head. “You don’t know her, alright? That’s not— That’s not how she operates.

“Operates?” Wayne scoffs in a laugh. “She a robot or something.”

“…You’re are no help, you know that?”

Eddie backtracks to his room. He finds his keys beneath a pile of dirty clothes in the very corner of his room. He doesn’t care to know how they got there. He’s just grateful he found them at all.

He’s forced to walk by Wayne with them in hand to leave the trailer. The man’s lilted “I told ya so” doesn’t go unheard.

His van gets him to the other side of town in ten minutes flat — half the time it usually takes, but still not quick enough. He ascends the concrete stairs two a time before b-lining to your apartment. He grips the knob, expecting it to be locked, but it gives under the weight of his hand.

“Oh my god, if she’s not already dead, I’m gonna kill her,” Eddie mumbles rather morbidly to himself as he walks into your unlocked apartment.

He’s surprised to find you on the couch — your back facing him, all wrapped up in blankets, with a thousand tissues on the coffee table.

“Hopper, I told you a thousand times, I’m fine—” Your voice is scratchy and slurred, the makings of a girl who’s exhausted and obviously sick.

You turn slowly to look over your shoulder, careful not to jostle your migraine. Your glassy, red-rimmed eyes go wide when you find that Eddie’s the one standing in your driveway instead of Lurch.

“Coulda fooled me,” the boy quips with a sympathetic smile at your pallid appearance — sallow face, sunken eyes, messy hair. 

He doesn’t know you’ve got a raging monster of a headache, but he shuts the door closed softly anyway.

“Eddie?” you call his name. It’s mixed with a groan as you flip onto your back. The change in position makes your head pound all over again. You squint at Eddie through the knife in your skull. “What are you doing here?”

“I was worried about you,” he tells you just before laying his keys on the table and sitting on the wooden edge of it in front of you. He puts the back of his hand to your warmed cheek. It nearly burns him.

“And everyone said I was stupid for being so worried. Now I know I had every right to be.”

“In their faces huh?” you quip dryly, then laugh until it turns into a coughing fit.

You hack into your elbow. Eddie winces and reaches for the half-gone glass of water at his side. He hands it to you and you take the thing in your trembling grasp, sipping from it gratefully.

“How long have you felt like this?” Eddie agonizes, full of woe.

“I don’t know… Couple days, maybe,” your breaths are uneven and unusually deep, as though each one is hard for you to take. Your face is scrunched up like they pain you.

“Why didn’t you call? You know I would’ve come over.”

“I thought I was feeling better,” you rasp. “And I came in here, but then I felt worse.”

“You should’ve told me before.”

“I didn’t want you to get sick…”

“I’ve been sick for four days, Peach,” Eddie laughs when you go all sheepish. “I would’ve rather been here getting sick with you than all the way across town worrying if you were dead or not.”

Your brows pinch together. “What?”

“Nothing,” he answers quickly.

You look like you want to argue, but it turns into another coughing fit. Eddie grimaces as you take another hearty sip. It hardly helps.

“What can I do?” he grieves, feeling totally helpless.

“Nothing,” you croak as your head lolls onto the throw pillow behind your head. Your heavy eyes flutter shut. Eddie swears he can hear your chest rattling.

“I’m gonna get you some more water, okay? And maybe a cold rag for you head.” He rises from the table with the glass in hand. “I make you some soup, too, if you have some. I make a mean canned chicken noodle, if I do say so myself—”

“No, don’t go,” you rasp and reach for his head. You rise on your elbow so suddenly that it makes the room spin around you. Your eyes squeeze shut again and you groan.

“See?” Eddie coos with a soft smile. “This is what not accepting my help gets you.”

“Just go home, Eds,” you plead after the room’s stopped spinning. “I’m okay. I don’t wanna get you sick, too.”

“I’m taking care of you today, babe. Whether you like it or not.”

Eddie ushers you to lay back down again. You do so without much protest, but with a pretty little pout on your face. He pulls the quilt back over you and smooths the frown between your brows with his thumb.

“You can try to fight me on this, but I’m pret-ty sure I’d win, so…”

“But it makes me feel bad,” you whine. “I can’t do anything for you—”

“You do stuff for me all the time, alright? Now, it’s my turn. I don’t need you to do anything for me in return, anyway, so… You might as well just let me.”

Eddie gives you little time to argue — not that your body would’ve let you, anyway. He returns with a glass of water, a wet rag, and a kiss on your forehead. He winces playfully after his lips touch your skin and lays the cool cloth over you.

“Jeez, babe. If you get any hotter, you’re gonna burn me,” he jokes, just to make you smile.

He cleans up the living room and wraps you up in more blankets when you start to get the cold sweats. He tucks you in them like a burrito, propping you against the arm of the couch so you can sit up more comfortably.

He’s off to the kitchen a second later. You can hear him rifling through your cabinets for something to ease your prickly throat. The only thing soup-adjacent he finds is a box of macaroni and cheese.

“This’ll have to do…” he murmurs to himself and to his co-chef, Bowie the Calico, who keeps him company while he boils the water and stirs in the powdered cheese. He kisses the wooden spoon to make sure it’s cooled down enough before fixing two bowls.

He carries them bowl, a blue and a green one, into the living room.

“It’s certainly no chicken noodle soup, but it’s still good,” Eddie promises as he sits down the dishes in front of you. He settles neatly on the couch beside you right after. His raised brows disappear behind his curly bangs. “It’s a good thing I make the best boxed mac and cheese this side of Hawkins has ever seen, huh?”

“Yeah,” you hum, smiling despite your exhaustion and the distant throbbing in your head. “I’m really lucky, Eddie Spaghetti.”

Eddie purses his smile to the side and turns his glowing cheeks to the coffee table.

He picks up your bowl and stirs it to let the steam out. His gaze is far shier than it was before when he looks at you again. “How you feeling now, Peach?”

“Like someone shoved a box of cotton up my nose and through my skull.”

“So… better?” he teases.

You know he’s joking, but you nod anyway. “A little. Probably ‘cause you’re here.”

He laughs when weakly jab his thigh with your sock-clad foot.

“And to think, you were gonna kick me out.”

“I’m still scared you’re gonna get sick— what are you doing?” Your head juts back when he lifts the fork to your mouth, motioning for you to eat the pile of noodles sitting on top.

“Feeding you,” he shrugs. “What does it look like.”

“I can feed myself—”

“Ah, ah, ah,” the boy scolds when you reach to take the fork from him. He jerks his hand away from you. His face scrunches in a feigned anger. “I’m taking care of you today, remember? You can have the next turn.”

“Eddie—”

“Don’t Eddie me, alright? Just eat it. The more you argue, the longer this is gonna take.”

You take one bit, just to humor him.

He doesn’t let up until you’ve eaten it all, makes you down the rest of your water, too.

His food is cold now, but you’re better.

The life has returned to your eyes. They twinkle when they look at him, no longer as sunken in as they had been before. A part of him wonders if he’s the reason why. He ultimately decides to blame it on his sort of homemade mac and cheese, lest his heart explode from how much he adores you.

“Feel better?” he asks as he sits your bowl back down on the table.

You nod. For the first time in three days, it doesn’t make your head spin.

“Yeah. Thanks for taking care of me, Eddie Spaghetti.”

“No, thank you, for only putting up a little bit of a fight when I tried, sweetheart.”

He leans forward, as though to kiss you.

You pull back from him. “No, don’t.”

“Why?” he pouts.

“Because you’ll get sick.”

The boy scoffs. “I don’t care about that.”

“Well, I care about that.”

“Babe. I’m made of metal. I don’t get sick.”

You shake your head at the relentless boy. “As long as you’re aware of the consequences,” you lilt in a rasp.

“I’d kiss you now even if it meant I died tomorrow, Peach.”

“That’s really morbid—” you try to joke, but his mouth is already on yours.

He’s got one foot on the ground and a knee digging into the couch. One hand props himself on the cushion at your side while the with clutches the back one. Eddie leans over your bent knees and presses a sweet peck upon your chapped lips.

“Mm,” he hums against you. His pinks lips curl into a grin when he pulls away. His chocolate eyes sparkle at you. “Tastes like mac and cheese and winter time.”

“Wintertime?” you giggle.

“Yeah,” he shrugs.

He doesn’t tell you that he means it more in the flu season way rather than the sparkling snow one. It’s more poetic that way, he figures.

“I’ll get you more water,” he grunts as he rises from the couch, empty bowl and glass in hand.

“Hey, Eds?” you call before he can get too far.

He stops in the door way. “Yeah?”

Your tired head tilts to your shoulder. “I love you.”

“I know,” Eddie grins.

You squint at him before he ducks back into the kitchen.

“I know you did not just Han Solo me—”

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His Little Girl | Bradley Bradshaw x Reader P. 70

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Hi, my lovelies! It's been a minute BUT It's finally here! Our Leia girl is officially graduating from kindergarten! I hope you are all enjoying the story! I love you all so much! ❤️ Happy reading and enjoy! 💕

A/n: Leia's big day, she's officially finished with kindergarten. Bradley gets a surprise from Phantom.

Nani: pronunciation {Nah-knee}

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: cursing, crying, but so much cuteness and love 😍

Please don't take my work, I will find you. 

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The following day was Leia’s last day of Kindergarten and her graduation. She was away at school for a half day to spend time with her class and let them say their good-byes. You, Bradley, Hangman, and Phoenix were at home getting ready. 

Bradley was putting on a A blue, black, and white striped relaxed short sleeve dress shirt and some black pants. He fixed his collar and slipped on his chain. He was looking in the mirror position it nicely. He started to put on his belt and slightly tucked in his shirt corner to his pants. He started to comb his mustache.

You came up behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist. You peaked your head around and laid on his arm. “You look so handsome, Bradley.” You smiled and kissed his exposed bicep. “You’re also showing quite a bit of chest for a kindergarten graduation.” You giggled.

He shook his head, “Gotta show off the pecks to the dads that’ll keep checking you out.” He started to laugh as he turned to you. He placed his hands on your back and kissed your forehead. “You look so beautiful, sweetheart.”

You scoffed and looked down at your super pregnant belly in your sun dress. “I look like a good-year blimp.” You looked up at him laughing. 

He shook his head and bit his lip, “No.” He brushed your hair from your cheeks, “You look absolutely beautiful. I love you being pregnant.” He placed his hands on your belly. “You are perfect, baby.” He looked at you with his puppy dog eyes. “If you weren’t already pregnant, I’d give you another one.” He smiled and pinched your cheek.

“I’m going to freaking throw up. I always come at the worst of times.” Hangman leaned against the door way of your and Bradley’s room. “You love birds ready to go? Gotta be at Leia’s school before 1.” He looked at his watch, “It’s already 12:30.” He chuckled and crossed his arms waiting for you two. 

Bradley rubbed your arms, “Ready to watch our little girl graduate?” You nodded and he kissed your forehead. “I’ll grab her cap and gown.” Bradley winked at you.

Bradley helped you into the truck. Hangman and Phoenix took Jake’s truck to the school. The back of his cabin was full of balloons, flowers, and teddy bears for Leia. Bradley grabbed your hand and interlocked your fingers together with his. He pulled your hand to his lips and kissed it. “I can’t believe our Leia is graduating kinder already.” He sighed, “Before you know it, she’ll be graduating high school.” Bradley cringed thinking of it. 

You let out a laugh, “Hold on there, Lieutenant. She hasn’t even officially made it out of kinder yet.” 

He looked over at you and smiled, “She’s just growing up quick. It makes me so sad.” He bit his lip, “And her birthday is coming up again. She’s going to be freaking 7.” He tapped the steering wheel. “What do you think she’ll want to do for her birthday?” Bradley looked over at you.

You shrugged, “I guess we just have to ask her, so we can plan accordingly.” You looked over at him and smiled. 

You all arrived at the school. Bradley helped you down from the car and grabbed Leia’s cap and gown. Bradley grabbed your hand and skipped with you to Leia’s classroom. You were both laughing as Bradley pulled you along with his high jumps and long strides. 

“Bradley! Slow down please!” You begged him in between laughs. 

“No time, sweetheart!” He picked up his pace.

You laughed louder trying to catch up with him. “I’m going to have these boys right here and right now if you don’t!” You tried to catch your breath.

Bradley stopped and laughed with you. You were out of breath and so was he. He rubbed your belly and gave you a kiss, “I guess we should skip more then!” He acted like he was going to pull you into more skipping but he stopped and just laughed, “We are close, so we can walk now, baby.” He threw his arm around you and you walked to Leia’s classroom. 

When you both walked in, all the parents were there with their kids getting them ready. Leia ran to you and Bradley when she saw you. Bradley picked her up and spun her around, “How is my graduate?” He covered her face in kisses. 

“I am so ready for 1st grade daddy!” She gave him kisses back. 

Bradley let her down and Leia came over to you and hugged you. She kissed your belly twice. “Momma you look so beautiful.” She looked up at you with her puppy dog eyes. 

You started to tear up. You held them in. “I love you, my Leia.” You pinched her cheek.

Bradley started cleaning up Leia’s face with the wipes you brought. He took out Leia’s braid and brushed her hair. He attempted to rebrand it and got confused. “Sweetheart. This is hard. You wanna take over?” He looked over his shoulder at you. 

You laughed when you saw the messy braid, “I got you, Brad.” Leia came over to you and you started to braid her hair. Bradley picked up her gown and held it up to himself. 

“Leia do you thin this will fit me?” He posed while holding it against him.

Leia started to giggle. “Daddy, stop! You’ll rip it!” You finished braiding her hair.

Bradley took the gown off of the hanger and draped it over Leia’s shoulders while she inserted her arms. He straightened it out for her and zipped it up. “Now the cap, daddy!” 

Bradley grabbed the cap and placed it on her head, “Oh, my little girl.” Bradley placed his hands on Leia’s arms as he started to tear up, “Where has the time gone?” A tear rolled down his cheek.

Leia reached for the falling tear and wiped it from Bradley’s cheek. “Don’t cry, daddy. I’m still your little girl.” Leia leaned her forehead against Bradley’s. 

Bradley cupped her face and kissed her forehead. “I have something else for you, baby girl.” Bradley went to your bag and pulled out a fresh flower lei for Leia. She gasped when Bradley showed it to her in its case. 

“Daddy’ its so pretty!” She covered her mouth with her hands. “That’s for me!”

Bradley smiled and nodded as he began to remove it from the case. “For my pretty smart, baby.” He put it over her head and positioned it around her neck gently. “So beautiful.” Bradley cupped her face. “I also got you a matching crown to go with it, but you’ll wear the after so you can wear your cap.” He kissed her cheeks. 

Leia started to tear up as she looked at the necklace, “I love it so much. Thank you.” She looked up at Bradley through her lashes. 

“Anything for my girl.” He smiled at her and kissed her nose. 

The teacher called for all the students to line up for the processions. They would be graduating with 3 other kindergarten classes. Leia gave one last kiss to you and Bradley before she want to line up. Bradley helped you over to the gymnasium where Phoenix and Hangman were already situated, saving spots for you and Bradley. You plopped down next to Phoenix. She reached over and placed her hand on your arm.

“How is our Vapor girl?” She patted your arm and smiled. 

You smiled and placed your hand on hers, “She is so excited to graduate and go to the first grade already.” You started to laugh. 

The graduation started. You all cheered and clapped for all the children that were being called. You watched eagerly as they all crossed the stage and got little diplomas and hugs from all the teachers and principal. Next was Leia. She was standing in the stair well waving to the four of you in the crowd. She was bouncing in excitement. 

Hangman hit Bradley’s shoulder, “Here comes our girl! Get the camera, man!” Bradley pulled the camcorder back up and hit record. He zoomed in on Leia, she was waving and blowing kisses to you all. 

“Leia Rey Bradshaw!” Leia skipped across the stage waving and blowing kisses to you four. 

Hangman stood up and blew a fog horn. “That’s my girl! I love you Vapor girl!” He started to whistle. Phoenix stood up and started clapping for Leia.

“I love you my Leia girl!” She cupped her mouth and yelled over all the cheering and clapping. 

Leia waved over to you all, giggling. The teacher handed her her diploma and the photographer snapped a picture as they shook hands. Leia gave her teacher a hug and ran over to the other teachers and gave them a hug. Leia put her diploma into the air and you all stood and cheered for her. 

“That’s my little girl!” Bradley yelled as he pumped his fist in the air. 

“I love you so much, Leia!” You cupped your mouth and cheered for your daughter. 

Right before she got off the stage she stopped and pointed to you all. She held her cap on her head and started to shimmy like her dad. Bradley zoomed in on her as she danced. She laughed and waved to you all one more time before she exited.

Hangman started laughing as he wrapped his arm around Bradley and slapped his shoulder. He was falling into him as he laughed, “Dude, She is your daughter! That looked like you up there!” Hangman was patting Bradley’s shoulder laughing.

Bradley started to cry. He clenched his fist and brought it to his lips. He squeezed his eyes tight, “I have a first grader. Holy shit.” He started to cry hard and Hangman pulled him in for a hug. 

“You’re gonna be okay, Bradshaw!” Hangman laughed as he hugged and patted Bradley’s back. 

You were wiping your tears as Phoenix pulled you in for a hug and rubbing your back, “Congratulations, momma!”

After the graduation, you all waited excitedly for Leia to emerge from the group of children. Bradley and Hangman were looking over all the parents trying to scout out Leia. Bradley spotted her skipping around looking for you all. 

“Vapor Girl!” He called over to her and waved his hand in the air. Leia screamed and ran over to her dad. She immediately jumped into his arms.

“Daddy! I did it!” She threw her fist into the air. Bradley mimicked her and they yelled together. 

Hangman grabbed Leia from Bradley and kissed her over and over again. “My girl! I am so proud of you!” He kissed her cheek hard one more time and tickling her side. 

“Okay! My turn with my Leia girl!” Phoenix held her hands out and Leia jumped from Hangman’s grasp to Phoenix’s. She clung onto Phoenix and laid on her shoulder. Phoenix laid her head to Leia’s and cradled her head. “I am so proud of you, little Leia! You are so smart! You 100% get that from your mom.” She nuzzled into Leia’s cheek.

Leia pulled back, Daddy’s… smart too…?” She said questioningly. Phoenix started to laugh as you all looked over to Bradley. He was not amused. 

Phoenix covered Leia in kisses, adding “MUAH!” With each peck. “We have presents for you, sweet girl!” Phoenix hugged Leia harder.

Hangman held up all her balloons, stuffed animals, and flowers. Leia screamed and bounced in Phoenix’s arms. Phoenix let her down and she ran over to Hangman. “Oh my gosh! It’s all for meee!?” 

You waddled over to Leia and she hugged you tight. You took her cap off and kissed the top of her head. You held onto her cap while Bradley placed the flower crown on her. Hangman and Phoenix placed more Leis onto Leia’s neck and she could barely see over them. She was jumping for joy as you all cheered for her.  

Bradley snapped pictures of Leia to send to everyone back home. Phoenix came over and placed her hand on your belly. “One down, two more to go, mama.” She smiled and gave me another hug. “Congratulations to you too, Mom! You got her through her first year of school.” She laid on your shoulder as you both watched Hangman and Bradley make Leia laugh for pictures. 

After a couple of pictures of Leia with her teachers, friends, and principal, you all headed back to the house. Bradley invited Phantom and his family over for Leia’s small celebration. 

Hangman started to barbecue because some of the LTJGs from work would be joining in on the fun. A couple of them had kids in Leia’s class and thought it would be fun if they could all hangout together and play. Phantom would be coming with his wife and kids again. 

Bradley helped Leia dress out of her cap and gown. He hung it up on a hanger and placed it in her closet along with some of her necklaces. He changed her into a cute palm leaf printed pattern off-the-shoulder romper he had bought her. He placed her flower crown back on her head and her Lei. 

He gave her a kiss on the cheek, “I am so proud of you, baby.” He pinched her cheek gently.

“Thank you, daddy. I couldn’t have done it without you and momma.” Leia looked at her outfit, “I love this pattern! It’s so cute!”

Bradley nodded. “You look beautiful, Leia.” He straightened out her crown. “Go have some fun. Your friends should be here in a little bit. Make sure you thank everyone for coming, okay?” He kissed her again.

“I will, Thank you daddy.” She kissed his nose and ran out of her room. 

Everyone started to arrive at yours and Bradley’s house. You met some of Bradley’s co workers and students. When Phantom got there, He had a basket full of presents for Leia and Evelyn, his wife, had made cookies. His daughters ran to the backyard to play with Leia and her friends. 

Phantom came in and sat Leia’s gift on the counter. You called for Leia and she came in. Bradley squatted down next to her and placed his hand on her back.

“Sweetheart, Phantom and Evelyn brought you some presents.” 

Leia stuck her hand out to Phantom. “Vice Admiral Lynch. Good to see you, sir.” She said it so properly. Bradley started to chuckle. 

Phantom started to chuckle as he grabbed Leia’s hand and shook it. He squatted down and gave her a proper hug, “Captain Bradshaw. Pleasure.” He poked her in her belly as they laughed together. “Congratulations on your graduation, my little nani.” 

Leia got shy, “Thank you Phantom. Thank you for coming.” She hugged him tightly. “What’s nani?” 

Phantom rubbed Leia’s back, “It means pretty girl.” He smiled at her.

Leia gasped and looked down. “Thank you Vice Admiral Lynch.” She leaned her forehead to his shoulder. 

He chuckled and patted her back. “Of course, Would you like to see what we brought you?”

Leia looked up quickly. “YES!”

Bradley looked at Leia with wide eyes. “Leia Rey.” Leia looked back at Bradley embarrassed. 

“Sorry, daddy.” She looked at Phantom. “I mean Yes, sir. Please.” Leia held her hands together and placed them under her chin as she waited patiently. 

Phantom stood up and grabbed the basket off the counter. “The girls and I put together a basket for you” He showed her everything in the basket. “It has candy, a water bottle for when you’re out at the beach, a pineapple that we can crack open right now, some sunglasses, and a little ukulele. The girls also added in some of their favorite products they use for their hair, some hair pieces, and some nail polish.” Leia looked at everything with excitement. 

“I love it so much! Thank you so much!” 

Evelyn showed Leia the cookies she made for her graduation. They were decorated nicely. Some were Hawaiian shirts, hula skirts, coconuts, plumerias, pineapples, hula dancers, and some that said congratulations grad. It was such a sweet gesture. Leia gave her a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. 

Leia grabbed a cookie and brought you the pineapple, “Momma, can you cut this open pleaseee!” She gave you some puppy dog eyes. 

You grabbed the pineapple and brought it over to the open counter space to cut it with Leia. 

Bradley’s POV

Phantom came and put his arm over my shoulders. “Got a quick minute, Rooster?”

Evelyn patted Phantom’s shoulder, “Honey, not at his daughter’s party. Leave work for work.”

Phantom placed a kiss on his wife’s forehead, “Okay just this conversation and I won’t talk about work, baby.” He smiled at her and she shook her head and laughed before she went to join you and Leia. 

Phantom and I walked outside to one of the corners of the backyard. We over looked the mountain side. “Bradshaw, we have matters to discuss.” He was still looking out into the distance. 

I looked at him and nodded. “Sir.” He looked at me and smiled. 

“Lieutenant Bradshaw.” He patted my shoulder hard. “Or maybe I should say Lieutenant Commander Bradshaw.” He started to laugh and patted my shoulder. 

“Holy shit.” I looked at him with wide eyes. “Sir, I’m sorry. Excuse my language.” I started to laugh.

“No need, Rooster. Holy shit indeed.” He started to laugh as he pulled me into him for a hug. He patted my back hard and held me tight, “Congratulations, son. Your mother and father would be so proud of you.”

I was shaking as I hugged him. I pulled back and placed my hand on his shoulder and the other to my chest. “Oh my gosh. Are you serious? This is real. I got the promotion?” He nodded with a smile from ear to ear. I threw my head back and let out a sigh. I put my hands over my face as I laughed. “Thank you so much, for everything.” I ran my hands through my hair and hugged him again. 

“I did nothing. It was all you, Bradley. Your hard work has definitely shown and you deserve this more than anyone. I am so proud of you.” 

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It's official! You have a first grader on your hands! I don't know about you, but I cried over everyone's excitement! This was so wholesome. I am so happy hangman, Phoenix, AND Bradley were able to experience with you and Leia. And OMGG! Daddy Brad got the promotion! How do you think he will tell all of you? I will see you all in the next chapter! 🫶🏼

My party babes are in the comments 🌺🥳

[snowsays]

on my knees hands clasped together in front of me pleading for you to infodump about your fic in which vertina is jolie’s human wife

oh noo, I fear you're gonna be disappointed 😖😖 the fic is not about them 👉🏻👈🏻 im not even sure if they would have appeared

it's actually a sokeefe fic that consumed my brain for -checks notes- four whole days, in which I wrote 8.4k words. I got inspired by this AU. I have actually mentioned it a little before in this blog, I asked for headcanons on what each member of the gang would study/wear/like, because it's a human!college!au, and I actually made a pinterest board with fashion inspo for Biana, Sophie, Keefe and Fitz lmao (you can check it out here if you wanna) and a spotify playlist for Biana and Sophie like those you can make with a friend where spotify automatically fills it with music according to the tastes of each of you

so basically my general idea was that Sophie and Keefe meet at a party where they make out and then the next day they bump into each other at Everglen for spring break. I was writing it on the go bc I hadnt written fanfiction in 12 years (something got into my brain last year and I had an idea for an Eragon fanfic, wrote like a page then got busy, and now this one) so I only had a vague idea of what I wanted to happen which was: make out/have sex at party so its real awkward the next day at everglen (I basically got to this point before the brainrot stopped), couple nightly accidental meetups bc neither of them can sleep, talk about their trauma??, have sex again??, and that was it 😂

but me being me, I got really into making it make sense. So the ~Lore~ I came up with was:

The Reuwens adopted Sophie and Amy after the Fosters died in a fire (cuz we gotta keep it in theme right?)

Jolie lives, and is happily married with Vertina. Fuck Brady (didnt think too much about what happened to him, but maybe he couldve gone to jail?)

Jolie is an adult and out of the house ofc, she's still 15 years older than Sophie

The Reuwens have an animal sanctuary, I was thinking horse sanctuary also inspired by another fanfic I read (but that one was a Haikyuu one)

Sophie drives an old pick-up truck, and Biana has a Suzuki Vitara Live (which she got to spite Luzia Vacker, who is her great-aunt and very conservative. It was a compromise, Biana wanted a Ram pick-up bc Luzia was all "ladies should only drive small cars" but Della and Alden got her to accept the Suzuki) (< that was inspired by my own experience with a family friend who wanted me to sell him my Renault Sandero Stepway and he would give me a Chevrolet Spark bc it was "better for girls")

Foxfire is a college

Sophie, Biana and Stina are roommates. They rent an apartment together (they're in third year, Sophie transferred to Foxfire in second year and got placed as Biana's roommate, who wasnt happy bc she hadnt had one before, but they became friends after helping each other with classes stuff)

Likewise, Fitz, Keefe, Dex and (I was still deciding if) Tam live together in a house (it's Cassius')

Sophie and Biana dont like Stina and she doesnt like them either

Sophie ends up going with Biana to Fitz and Keefe's party bc Stina goaded her about being boring, and then also ends up in Keefe's room to spite Stina

Sophie and Stina are both studying to be veterinarians (the college situation is a mix of how I know american colleges work and how they work in my country)

Biana I was thinking fashion design and/or art. Keefe also art

Also I got an anon after I asked for hcs that mentioned poli-sci/law for Fitz but also culinary so I was thinking he started poli-sci/law at Alden's behest (like Alvar) but then changed majors to culinary. I was thinking to give him and Biana issues with parental expectations and all that (but probably not super detailed)

Dex's major was mechanical ingeneering, and also he and Biana are dating

Also the reason Sophie was spending spring break with Biana and not the Reuwens was that Jolie and Vertina were in their honeymoon, and Grady and Edaline got excited so Sophie and Amy convinced them to go on their own couples trip, and then Amy made plans with her roommate so Biana invited Sophie to Everglen

No one knew Keefe was gonna go too. I was thinking he had a fight with Cassius about the party the morning after so Fitz told him to just go to Everglen with him

and I think that was it. i'm sorry it wasnt more joliexvertina centric, I hope you enjoyed it anyway

[hayatoseyepatch]

Sam!!! Congrats on the milestone again, this is so exciting! I hope you’ve been enjoying your time on the blr writing and interacting because you are a joy 💚

So matchups, hm? I’m curious about a match from either wbk OR tokyo rev (just one, and you choose!) just whatever comes to your head first 😅

She/they pronouns, an introvert disguised as an extrovert I think. I can be super outgoing, but it drains me, and my idea of a fun time is definitely sitting at home with my favorite coloring app and Law&Order: SVU. I usually have music playing at any given time, and my top artists are Hozier and Sleep Token. I wear a lot of leggings and hoodies and depending on how cool I wanna look I’m either in my Birks or Docs lol. When I’m not being a homebody, I like bookstores, dungeons and dragons, and concerts. Oh, and I don’t want kids, like, at all. So my partner has to be okay with that.

My favorite tropes are friends to lovers and Coffeeshop AUs (also a big fan of Only One Bed cause who isn’t?)

I like guys taller than me (not hard since I’m 5’2” lol) who have a darker aesthetic. Gotta be smart, usually very serious on the outside with a goofy side that not everyone sees. I admire people with hobbies, something they’re really passionate about.

My favorites from wbk are hiragi (obviously), ume, togame, and arima, and my faves from Tokyo rev are akkun, takemichi, mitsuya, and kisaki.

I don’t really have any characters that I loathe from either fandom, though I can’t see myself ever being with someone who’s, like, super crazy peppy and outgoing all the time.

Again, just pick either fandom! I figured I’d give you options cause I have a lot of love for both series 💚 congrats again!

Melonnn!! ｡°(°.◜ᯅ◝°)°｡♡ Thank you so much for your kind words and for participating! You're literally so sweet and I’m so lucky to be moots with such an angel ♡ On to your matchup my love!

I Match you up with Toma Hiragi from Wind Breaker!

⤜♡→ Come on now I cant be expected not to appreciate the actual best couple in the entire world. Satoru Nii and me are besties we literally just got off the phone and he was like “Yeah ofc RagiMel is canon.” I just think you guys are such a good match for eachother. Your personalities just suit each other so well. I am a firm supporter of things are boring if you are the exact same personality wise and I feel like your differences and similarities attract you to one another.

⤜♡→ Hiragi would much rather sit at home with you, his head perched on your lap as you explain the plot to one of your shows to him. Is he a little worried you’d be able to dispose of his boy too well with the amount of Law and Order episodes you both have binged? Sure. But its always nice to keep them on their toes, yk?

⤜♡→ Hiragi was the first to confess, but he took his sweet time doing it, poor man was so nervous. He was more than ready to take out Umemiya for not so subtly pointing out his (very obvious) crush on you. I feel like he isn’t the best at hiding his feelings. Being openly stern and even aggressive with the others but always kind and gentle when it came to you. His favoritism was just so blatantly obvious.

⤜♡→ This may be a hot take but I feel like Hiragi is more than okay with not having kids. I know a lot of people look at him and are like “ahh, yeah he’s totally a guy who wants a family.” But hear me out here. Hiragi has had his fair share of being an older brother almost fatherly figure to those like Sako, Kaji, and Sakura. He’s done his fair share and he is more than happy to just spend the rest of his life loving you and maybe even getting a pet or two. Your love is more than enough for him. You and Bofurin are his family, and that’s all he could ever ask for.

He pulls over into a clearing putting the car in park, getting out to properly set up the bed of the truck with pillows and blankets, humming to himself. He approaches our door after a moment opening it and offering you his hand, helping you out of the vehicle and walking you to the back. Grinning he allows his large hands to cup your waist, leaning down to slot his lips against yours. It didn’t matter how long you had both been together, every time kissing Hiragi felt like the first time. The all-encompassing love he slipped into every kiss still had you weak in the knees. Pulling away from you, he looks into your eyes, his own soft and lidded with adoration. Pressing his forehead against your own, his breaths fanning your face as he speaks. “I love you darling, more than you could ever possibly know.” With one more love-stricken smile he lifts you, helping you into the bed of the truck. Climbing in after you he settles you both against the blankets, lying down next to you.

He hums in contentment as you lie your head against his chest. He had taken you here many times before, the calm of the area where you could both just enjoy each others presence while looking up at the night sky, gazing at the array of stars. He craved these moments with you, where it was just the two of you, where nothing else mattered but holding you in his arms. He smiles, arms squeezing you tightly to him, smile adorning his features. One hand carding his fingers through your hair. “We haven’t been able to come here in a while, we have so many good memories here.” He hums, pulling you closer to him, recalling the very first time he brought you here. “This is where I told you I loved you for the first time, remember?”

His heart soars when he hears you laugh, recalling the memory, him taking his medicine to qualm his aching stomach from nerves. The way he felt as if his face would melt with the heat from his red cheeks. His words came out nervously, surging in to capture your lips with his own when you reciprocated his confession. His teeth clashing with your own in the kiss, so much so that he had punctured your lip. “How could I forget?” Your voice pulled him from his thoughts, his smile aimed at you once more. As he felt the weight of the velvet box that weighed down his pocket, he just hoped you could make yet another memory in your special place.

[enchantedaloefics]

Hobie x Spider-Person Reader (Chapter One)

Hey, this is Aloe! This is like, my second time posting a fic online ever and I'm a little nervous, but I'm having fun writing this. Also I'm super hyperfocused on Hobie :')

Some notes on the fic: Reader insert is mostly referred to with gender neutral terms, but I might slip up and use feminine ones occasionally. Also the MC has chronic pain and migraines because I'm projecting, and is autistic because, again, projecting. Anyways, I hope you enjoy, love you!!

(Also Hobie takes a little bit to show up, like, end of next chapter/start of chapter 3, I'm so sorry :'))

~~Chapter One~~

You pulled your mask down, making sure it was secure over your face before stepping through the portal, your mind foggy and body aching, though you knew your wounds wouldn’t take too long to close- one of the many perks of being a spider-person. And not the only one, as you’ve just learned. 

Spider-Woman–or Jess as she introduced herself– tried to explain the basics, but her words flew right over your head. You were still reeling. The multiverse was real! All those theories you learned about in high school were true! But not only that- you weren’t alone anymore. There were others just like you.

The noise immediately hit you like a truck, sharp pain quickly blooming above your right eye, but you’ve learned to push through that pain. You adjusted and looked around, and saw hundreds- no, thousands of other spider-people, in and out of masks, drinking coffee and chatting, working on holo-screened computers, eating in food courts, all in an impossibly large multi-floored building. Your impulse to explore was beyond strong, but your attention was caught before you could wander off.

“Here, put this on,” Jess said, handing you some sort of… watch looking contraption. “Your molecules won’t like being outside of your home dimension, this keeps them in check. Plus it’ll let you open those portals we used back there.”

You nodded slightly, mumbling a quiet “thanks” under your breath as you slid it on, the colors not quite matching with your suit. You didn’t like the idea of letting your molecules get out of whack- you dealt with enough pain already, so you didn’t put up any fuss.

“Um, is there like… housing?” you asked, glancing over your shoulder, hoping to see your universe one last time, but the portal was long gone. You figured it would be a long, long time before you went back.

“Not here, this is more of a central hub. Almost like an office building, if that makes sense,” she turned and smiled at you, her yellow goggles enhancing the happy glisten in her eyes. “But some of the folks here would be happy to open up their homes for you if they knew your situation. You’re, what, nineteen? Pavitr!” She yelled to someone else before turning back to you. “I gotta run, but you two are about the same age, you might get along.” 

And with that, she thwipped away, and a boy you guessed was a year or so younger than you ran up after her.

“Yes, Ma’am- oh, she’s already gone. Well, you look new!” he said, a grin evident in his voice, even if you couldn’t see his face. “I’m Pavitr, you can call me Pav.” He stuck out his hand for a handshake, which you quickly returned.

“I’m Sp-” you cut yourself off. Everyone was Spider-Man here, you were supposed to trust these people with your real name. You cleared your throat before trying again. “Y/N. Nice to meet you, Pav.”

“So, how long have you been, y’know?” he mimed shooting webs, making quiet thwip noises as he did so, and you couldn’t help but laugh.

“Since I was sixteen, so about three years,” you said, glancing over his shoulder. The group he was talking to were making their way over, and you felt your anxiety spike. You were having to meet so many new people, and reverting into your hero persona wasn’t working, your mind too foggy from what happened less than an hour earlier.

“Nice, nice,” Pav started, interrupting himself with a “Gwen! You have got to meet this dude!” and before you knew it, you felt his arm over your shoulder. You tensed up slightly, something both he and this ‘Gwen’ seemed to notice.

“Woah, hey, you alright?” the girl asked, and Pav quickly moved his hand. You nodded, though you knew it wasn’t convincing. 

“‘M fine, I just have a migraine. And, um, I’m sort of…” You tried to find words, but tears bubbled from your eyes, and you were beyond thankful they were covered, though you couldn’t hide the wobble in your voice. “Overwhelmed. This is all too much. Too many people.”

Pav and Gwen shared a look, and Gwen quickly pulled out her phone, typed for a moment, and nodded. You dug your palms into your eyes, both in an attempt to block the tears, and to ease your headache, but it did neither.

Within a few moments you felt a gentle tap to your shoulder as Gwen tried to get your attention.

“Hey, my friend has a great place, he said you can swing by and chill there. We’ll come with, and I can show you how to get there, okay?” Her voice was somewhat soft, and you could tell she was genuinely trying to help. You nodded, and she held out her arm, her wrist tilted so you could see. She typed in a number-138- and a moment later a spotty, hard to look at portal appeared. 

Pav was the first to step through, then Gwen. They looked at you expectantly, waiting for you to join them. This inter-dimensional travel was still very new to you, but you knew you’d have to get used to it. You took a deep breath and stepped through, the sound quickly dying our, replaced by quiet radio.

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➖ Mature content, 18+ ➖ check the trigger tags each time ➖      

Chapter 37 - Caught in the rain. Episode 1.

------Andy's point of view-------

Andy: It was 24 hours before the wedding, and the past 2 days things had been weird in the house. Well not super weird like after Evan's dad walking in on us, but there were definitely a weirdness fog surrounding our house. And I was just about fed up with it. Yes, I get it. I was once straight too remember? I have been in the same position quite a few times, letting your guards down, cause you needed to. And then ending up feeling awkward about it afterwards. But it was 24hours count down for my re-wedding day, and I would prefer things would be a little less…. tense 24 hours from now… I had to do something since Congo and Evan seemed to mostly avoid contact. So, after a grocery run I had told them I didn't get enough beers for the wedding since it was too heavy, and convinced them both to join me for a second trip to the grocery store. What they didn't know was I had bought more than plenty beers, and they were all loaded on Congo's truck, but it was the perfect excuse for me to get them both out of the house, and execute my evil plan. It was dark, and just before closing time, so they started questioning my intentions as I suddenly made a detour, driving towards the beach instead. I was thankful when I 5 minutes later parked the car and got out of it, the air in the car was so tense, it nearly gave me a headache! Alright you two! Get out of the car! I glared at the both of them and smiled satisfied as they slowly got out I need you both to do me a favor… I looked at Evan who grunted softly and stuck his hands in his pockets

Congo: He looked at his watch and sighed softly Andy, it's getting late… we need to get going in order to make it to the store before they close.

Andy: Yeah, about that… follow me please! I started walking across the small parking lot and down onto the sand Guys! As I turned around I saw them both following up. As they reached me by the sand, they both looked at me suspiciously, so I decided to make a bail, and started padding my pockets Shit! I forgot my cigs! I'll just I pointed towards my car stay here! I turned around and started jogging towards the car

Evan: Andy!… you can have one of mine…

Andy: Nah, I'm good… As I reached the car and started it, I observed their faces, as they realised I was going to leave them there, and I can honestly say I was happy I was far away! Congo looked like he was about to give up, but Evan… Evan looked like he was either gonna burst out crying… or strangle me. I drove close to them and rolled down my window, yelling at them in a teasing voice Ey! You two patch this shit up! Or you're both uninvited for my wedding tomorrow! I'll pick you up in 30 minutes, that should be enough to swallow your pride! I snickered as I drove off, watching them in the mirror, turning smaller and smaller as they stood there in disbelief, observing my car drive away. I gotta say, it kinda felt good… but I also felt shitty for leaving them there. But something had to be done!

------Congo's point of view--------

Congo: I sighed deep as I could no longer see the car and half smiled at Evan I'll take one of those cigs if you're still offering?

Evan: He shook his head softly, grabbed his cigs from his jeans pocket and handed me one, lighting one himself

Congo: There's a bench over there I pointed about 12-14 meters ahead of us Let's sit down at least?

Evan: He nodded softly but tried his best to avoid eye contact

Congo: As we had been sitting on the bench for about 5 minutes, trapped in dead silence, I cleared my throat and spoke in a lowered warm voice, keeping my eyes firmly planted on the sea Evan… I… I know I said we could pretend it never happened, and we never had to speak about it… but… I think it's safe to say things has gotten tense between us, and I'm pretty sure that's why we got ditched here. I only did what I did to try to help you, I hope you know that. I assumed it was what you wanted at that given moment, and I just wanna be clear, for me it has not changed a single thing between us. I do not expect more from you, it was a casual stress relief, nothing less, nothing more. At least from my side. I was just trying my best to help.

Evan: 5 minutes went, and still he said nothing, I felt like the silence was so thick I could almost taste it

Congo: I looked up at the sky as a lightning pierced the darkness, followed by a loud roaring thunder. And then… rain! It was as if the ocean had become the sky, and decided to leak! In a matter of seconds we were soaked! I looked around us, desperately trying to find somewhere we could take cover from the rain, and sighed relieved as I saw one of those life guard houses lifted from the ground on wooden beams. We could easily stand tall under it, so I pointed towards it and yelled at Evan There!! Over there!!! The life guard house!!!

Evan: WHAT???

Congo: The life guard house!!

Evan: I can't see!! I got fucking eyeliner in my eyes!! GOD!!! It stings!!!

Congo: I turned my head and looked at him, he was all black around and under his eyes, black lines travelling down his wet cheeks. He looked like a mess, and he kept blinking his clearly stinging eyes Come here! Without further notice I grabbed his hand tight and started running fast, dragging him after me, chuckling warmly as we few seconds later reached the shelter under the small wooden house. I gasped for air a few times and turned around to look at Evan Are you okay?

Evan: His eyes was barely open at this point, and he sighed from pain Not exactly… ahh! He frowned lightly and grunted

Congo: Come here I smiled softly and grabbed a pack of paper tissues from my jeans pocket, sighing relieved as I saw they were still dry Alright… lean your head backwards please, and try to open your eyes as much as possible.

Evan: He grunted softly and did as I said. His eyes were very red as I looked into them

Congo: Alright… hold still… I gently dried the soft papers under his eyes, trying my best to get the worst of the black mess off, without touching his sore eyes too much. Once I was done I repeated process on the eyelids and around the eye area, smiling softly as I was done There… that should help… hopefully. I gazed into his brown eyes, I never fully noticed the outer circle of his iris being THAT green… but here, up close, even in the darkness I could definitely see a nice forest green color. I smiled softly as I noticed I was starring Are you better now?

Evan: He nodded softly Yeah…

Congo: I chuckled softly as I removed a wet strand of hair from his cheek We're soaked!

Evan: He nodded agreeing and stuck his hands in his pockets I'm fucking freezing!!

Congo: I looked at him a bit hesitant Maybe I shouldn't?

Evan: He looked at me with no certain expression

Congo: I sighed softly… well here goes nothing, I guess.. I planted a firm hand on his shoulder, dragging him closer to me, and as he was only few cm's away from me, I wrapped my arms tight around him, dragging him close to my body. I sighed relieved as he didn't struggle, but instead buried his face at my neck. We stood there about 10 minutes before I spoke in a lowered voice How are you?

Evan: He sighed deeply Not good.

Congo: I gently rubbed his back a bit Still freezing, or is there more?

Evan: Both…

Congo: Is there something I can do?

Evan: He shook her head lightly No… I'm sorry I'm acting weird. I do remember everything….I don't regret, it's not like that at all… I just… I don't understand. I don't have feelings for you…. I'm not gay…. I just….

Congo: I squeezed him a bit tighter

Evan: I have had casual sex with females before… or casual handjobs…. uh…. he grunted softly I just can't figure this out since you're a guy. he paused a bit and I could feel him shiver from the cold Where do we go from here?

Congo: I sighed softly First of, we didn't have sex…. so don't think of it like that… it might be easier to swallow if you see it as me and Andy simply helped you relax. That's all. Yes, I touched you… in a sexual way… but there were no body fluids exchanged in the process. It was more an extension of my hug so to speak. You needed more than a hug…. so I provided you with what you needed. You and I are still on the same page, don't worry. You and Andy are a couple, me and Andy are a couple… and you and I are family, right?

Evan: He nodded softly

Congo: I squeezed him a bit again Are we okay then?

Evan: Yeah… thank you.

Congo: I chuckled warmly No need to thank me. If we don't fix this, he might just leave us here the whole night! Speaking of, he should be here by now… I looked at my watch… yeah, he should have been here 5 minutes ago. I looked out on the rain, hoping he was okay. I would be hard to drive in this much rain, even for a skilled driver like Andy.

Evan: He looked up at me with worried eyes You think he's okay?

Congo: Yeah… just relax, he will be here any minute now, I'm sure.

Evan: I felt him starting to shake more

Congo: Evan… you need to relax. Take a deep breath, please.

Evan: I can't! I feel like he let go of me and backed a few meters I feel like I can't breathe! What if something happened to him? Should we go after him?

Congo: Evan… first of we don't know where he went, so it wouldn't make sense to go after him… secondly if we leave, he can't find us when he shows up, and it will all end in a mess. You have to try to calm yourself down, please. I took a few steps forwards and planted my hands on his shoulders, squeezing them gently Breathe…. just breathe.

Evan: I can't!

Congo: Evan… listen to me, please. You're having a panic attack, I know this from Andy. There's nothing wrong with you, and you can breathe just fine. Just calm down, okay? Trust me.

Evan: I can't! I can't! His legs started shaking as he started sobbing, and he lowered himself to sit on the sand, sobbing so much his whole body followed up on the shaking

Congo: Evan… please…

Evan: I can't breathe! Fuck!! I don't wanna die! Please!! I looked into his terrified eyes

Congo: Come here I sat down next to him, wrapping my arms and legs tight around him, rubbing his back in a soothing way Everything is gonna be okay, I promise you sweety… everything will be okay. Just let it all out.

Evan: He sobbed loudly and pressed himself hard against me, as if he wanted to hide from whatever he was scared of

Congo: Shhh shhh, I got you… I got you…

Evan: Please don't let go!

Congo: I won't… I promise… I wont. We sat there about 2 minutes before I spotted the car lights as Andy parked the car and honked his horn a few times Alright… that's our ride. Let's go home, huh?

Evan: As I got no answer beside a soft sniffling from his nose, I slowly stood up, lifting him along the way, wrapping his legs around my waist, and started a slow run towards the car, smiling softly as Andy got out from the passenger seat to open the back door for us

Andy: I'm fucking sorry! I lost track of time!

Congo: It's alright sweetheart… we're okay! I quickly lifted Evan in on the back seat and jumped in next to him, slamming the door after me, smiling softly as Andy got in on the other side of Evan, then took a look at the front seat where Gaby was sitting behind the wheel Oh… so you're the driver?

Gaby: Nodded in the mirror Good evening guys! Yeah, I needed a car, and George weren't home. So I called you, but there were no reception… So I tried Andy and got a hold of him. As he picked me up it started raining, so we had to do my business a bit slower than intended… and suddenly time flew by. I apologize… hope you weren't too worried?

Congo: I smiled warmly We will manage, Gabriella… don't worry.

Andy: Wrapped a blanket around Evan's shoulders and looked at me with an apologizing smile There's only one in my car..

Congo: It's alright sweetheart… my body heat is higher, I will be fine on the short drive.

Evan: His teeth were clapping, and his whole body was trembling like leaves in the wind

Congo: I wrapped an arm around his shoulder, and so did Andy Alright, let's get you home!

Gaby: Is he okay?

Congo: Yeah I smiled at her softly in the mirror a panic attack, nothing we can't handle.

Gaby: She nodded at me with a cheeky smile You know, sex is a brilliant way to lose tension. Maybe one of you should give him a blowjob?

Andy: Bit his lips Gaby! Not the right time to give sexual advice! He moaned softly, and I could see he was cursing on the inside

Congo: I chuckled softly and smiled at the sexologist in the mirror as she shook her head

Gaby: Just pretend I'm not here. I won't look, I promise. She chuckled softly, started the car, and after orientating herself a bit in the rain, she started driving slowly It will take a while guys… the rain is getting stronger, I can barely see where I am driving. So… you have plenty time to loosen up back there… she chuckled softly as I sent her a soft glare in the mirror Alright, I'll stop teasing. She turned on the radio, and started tabbing her long nails on the starring wheel at the rhythm of the song

Andy: He looked at me with a worried smile Are you okay?

Congo: I nodded softly I'm fine, please don't worry about me.

Andy: He nodded and looked at Evan, observing him with a worried frown on his forehead How are you?

Evan: Shook his head and looked most of all like a scared mouse, hunted by a cat

Andy: He's really tense again…

Gaby: I'm not saying anything….

Andy: Look at her with a deep frown, then looked at me hesitating Well, it wouldn't be bad to get him out of the wet clothes soon! Gaby, how long will it take before were home?

Gaby: Looked out the side window I can barely see the road Andy, and it will only get worse as we hit the mountain… So I would say at least 15 minutes!

[shiroi---kumo]

Positivity anon is back again and wishing you and yours a very happy weekend! Do you have any upcoming holiday plans that you're excited for? Or, if you don't celebrate the holidays, then is there anything you're looking forward to that's happening in the next few weeks? Also, if I happen to not be around for this, I'd like to wish you a very happy holidays and a Happy New Year as well! Keep on shining, you wonderful star! ��

Hello dear Anon!

It's the weekend for everyone else but not me lol. It's my work week, but it's almost over though. As for holiday plans, I don't know. My family hasn't really celebrated the holidays very much since Dad died in Oct '18 and honestly saying that had it just hit like a truck with how long it's been. I have an 8 year old nephew though, so we try to make things special for him and that's about it. The only thing we ever do on Christmas is eat breakfast all day.

Breakfast is my favorite of all the types of food so Dad used to make it for me every singe year without fail. It's the only thing I ever wanted. I never asked for gifts, just breakfast. It's the only tradition that's survived. We don't even have the tree or any decorations up. Haven't put them up in years. Christmas is a really really hard time of year for me because Dad was always super pro-Christmas and he celebrated it to the max.

We have cards for the yard that were hand painted by some of his friends, and just about every Christmas cartoon on DVD you can think of and we just don't touch any of it anymore. The holidays are more about survival than anything else to me. They're hard. We had Thanksgiving with mom's side of the family this year for the first time in four years and it was strange.

I don't know what we're doing about Christmas and New Years. I forgot about them in all honesty. The holidays were Dad's domain. No one's been willing to touch them since. I don't have anything against them, they just make me miss him a lot. It's hard to believe it's been four years. It still feels fresh.

Like he's been gone on a really long trip and I'm still waiting for him to just come home but I gotta accept that he never will. This time of year is difficult for me. So I mean, the free days off will be nice. The extra pay is cool, but I don't know if we'll do anything. We don't do much as a family anymore. Thank you for the well wishes though.

I hope your holidays are lovely.

[my-chaos-radio]

Release: August 2, 2021

Lyrics:

Ayy

My girl is bangin'

She's so low maintenance

Don't need no champagne poppin' entertainment

Take her to Wendy's

Can't keep her off me

She wanna dip me like them fries in her Frosty

But every now and then when I get paid

I gotta spoil my baby with an upgrade (ayy)

Ayy, ayy, ayy

Yeah, we fancy like Applebee's on a date night

Got that Bourbon Street steak with the Oreo shake

Get some whipped cream on the top too

Two straws, one check, girl, I got you

Bougie like Natty in the styrofoam

Squeak-squeakin' in the truck bed all the way home

Some Alabama-jamma, she my Dixieland delight (ayy)

That's how we do, how we do, fancy like, oh

Fancy like, oh

Fancy like, oh

Fancy like, oh

Uh, don't need no Tesla (don't need no Tesla) to impress her (to impress her)

My girl is happy rollin' on a Vespa (there she go)

Don't need no mansion (ooh) to get romancin' (woo)

She's super fine, double wide, slow dancin' (slow dancin')

But every now and then when I get paid

I gotta spoil my baby with an upgrade

Ayy, ayy, ayy

Yeah, we fancy like Applebee's on a date night (that's right)

Got that Bourbon Street steak with the Oreo shake (ayy)

Get some whipped cream on the top too (gotta add that whipped cream)

Two straws, one check, girl, I got you (girl, I got you)

Bougie like Natty in the styrofoam (styrofoam)

Squeak-squeakin' in the truck bed all the way home (all the way home)

Some Alabama-jamma, she my Dixieland delight (ayy)

That's how we do, how we do, fancy like

My new, clean blue jeans without the holes in 'em

Country kisses on my lips without the Skoal in 'em

Yeah, she probably gon' be keeping some Victoria's Secrets

Maybe a little Maybelline but she don't need it

In the kitchen light radio slows down

Boxed wine and her up-do goes down

Songwriter:

Ayy

Yeah, we fancy like Applebee's on a date night (that's right)

Got that Bourbon Street steak with the Oreo shake (ayy)

Get some whipped cream on the top too (gotta add that whipped cream)

Two straws, one check, girl, I got you

Bougie like Natty in the styrofoam (styrofoam)

Squeak-squeakin' in the truck bed all the way home (all the way home)

Some Alabama-jamma, she my Dixieland delight (ayy)

That's how we do, how we do, fancy like

Walker Hayes / Shane Pittman / Cameron Michael Bartolini / Joshua Jenkins Cole

SongFacts:

👉📖

[casspurrjoybell-27]

Claimed by the Beast - Chapter 24b

*Warning Adult Content*

Daddy - Part 2

- Everett -

Knox uses his large hand to hold their cocks together, helping to stroke Everett to the finish line.

He cums fast with a loud cry and then he collapses on top of Knox and the mess he just made.

"My fucking jaw hurts," Everett mumbles. "Why do you have to be so fucking huge?"

Knox laughs, one hand squeezing Everett's ass.

Everett grinds against him in response, later yelping after Knox slaps his cheeks hard.

"Behave, you horny little brat."

"When am I going to find out how your punishments feel?" Everett lifts his head and smiles while looking into Knox's eyes, mischief written all over his face. "How many more buttons of yours do I need to push?"

"Keep mouthing off and you'll find out soon enough," Knox answers, swatting his bottom again. "Now roll your sweaty ass off me so we can get up and shower..."

A knock sounds at the door.

They both sigh at the same time.

"It was fun while it lasted," Everett laughs.

He rolls off Knox and runs into the bathroom, shutting the door behind himself.

He doesn't turn on the shower but presses his ear against the bathroom door to eavesdrop instead.

He thought it might be Josie stopping by to pay him a visit but instead, it was her husband looking to speak with Knox.

Something about grocery shopping and Josie having swollen feet.

Their voices are so low and deep that it's hard for Everett to hear everything clearly.

Minutes go by and the bedroom door finally shuts.

Everett backs away from the bathroom door and turns on the shower right as Knox steps inside.

He gives Everett a knowing look.

"Okay, yes, I was eavesdropping. Sue me," Everett mutters. Knox chuckles, rolling his eyes. "What did Gavin want? Is Josie going into labor? Is she okay...?"

Knox holds up a hand to quiet Everett.

"Josie and the girls usually do the grocery shopping around here but Josie's feet are swollen, so she can't make the trip. Gav doesn't trust any of the other girls with his credit card, so he asked if you and I wanted to do it instead."

"Why us?" Everett asks.

"I'm not repeating what he told me," Knox replies.

It takes a couple of seconds for Everett to see the bigger picture but he eventually does.

"Wait. Oh my God. Is he... trying to hook us up?" Everett smiles big, then he laughs again after Knox mutters something unintelligible while walking into the shower. "Aw, come on. You gotta admit this was super sweet of him. Your brothers care about you and just want to see you happy, Knox. I'm glad they think I make a good partner for you."

"I'm pretty sure this was all Josie's idea," Knox says.

"Well, I definitely know she's rooting for us," Everett laughs.

"Stop with the sappy shit and get in here while the water is hot," Knox says, holding a hand out for Everett.

He slips off his underwear and takes Knox's hand, stepping into the shower.

As the hot water runs down their bodies, the steam rises and swirls around them like an embrace.

Everett stands close to Knox while lathering up, their bodies just barely touching.

He takes a moment to admire Knox's tall, muscular frame, appreciating the way the water droplets glisten on his tanned skin.

Knox watches Everett's every move.

He allows Everett to trace the lines of his back tattoo, his gentle touch soothing Knox's rowdy soul.

It isn't long before the space between them disappears and their lips reunite in a passionate kiss.

So many sweet, unhurried kisses, some of which carry the promise of a future together.

Everett is scared to hold out hope but against his better judgment, he does it anyway.

Close to an hour later, Knox's truck pulls into the parking lot of Sunny-Stone Supermarket and parks.

He surveys the area as he and Everett walk inside.

The store is bustling with activity but they manage to navigate their way through the busy aisles with ease.

Though Knox's RBF can also be to blame.

One glance from him and people scurry away in the opposite direction.

"Calm down, panda. We're almost done here," Everett tells him twenty minutes later after stopping to look at the cereal. "What do your brothers like?"

"Everything. They aren't picky when it comes to food," Knox says, continuing to look around for potential danger.

"That doesn't help me at all," Everett mutters. "And can I just say how annoying it is that Gavin sent us off without a list? We aren't Josie and I don't know why I'm the one in charge here and not you."

"I told you I need to stay on alert for..."

"The Jackals. Yeah, yeah, I know."

"Right. So just grab whatever looks good. It's not a big deal."

"Fine. Whatever."

Everett tosses random boxes into the cart.

"Let's take a look at the meat next and then we can..."

A loud bang sounds from a few aisles over, catching Knox's attention.

He automatically reaches for his gun that's hidden by his cut until Everett stops him by gripping his wrist.

"Don't. Something probably just fell over," Everett whispers frantically. "No need to pull your fucking gun out. Jesus Christ, man. What happened to leaving it in the truck?"

"Stay here," Knox says, looking ahead. "I'll be right back."

Everett can't even get a word out to protest because Knox moves too damn fast.

One minute he was standing there beside him and the next he was gone.

Everett huffs in frustration but he also understands why Knox is on edge.

They've had one too many close calls lately.

Doubting that this is one could very well be the mistake that costs them their lives.

"I don't know what kind of Hallmark moment Josie and Gavin thought we'd have here but this isn't it," Everett laughs to himself.

He continues to study the cereal options, trying to look busy while waiting for Knox to return.

As he's reaching for a box of Honey Nut Cheerios, a tall blonde with surfer boy looks and light blue eyes approaches him and speaks.

"I don't care what anyone says. Honey Nut Cheerios are above everything else," the man flashes Everett a warm smile while grabbing two boxes to put into his cart. "You a fan of them, too?"

"Oh. Uh..." Everett waves at his overflowing cart. "My tastes are all over the place. I don't really have a favorite cereal."

"Interesting. How about this, pop tarts or toaster strudels?"

"Strudels all day."

"See, I knew you were more than just a pretty face."

Everett laughs, rolling his eyes.

"You're ridiculous."

"I'll consider that a compliment if you give me your number..." the man looks past Everett, suddenly unable to finish his sentence after Knox reappears to wrap a possessive arm around Everett's waist.

"Shit. My bad. I-I didn't know you were, um, in a relationship."

"Move the fuck on before you piss me off and I do something that ends with you dead and me in prison," Knox speaks calmly and with a straight face, his grey eyes scanning over the unimpressive blonde.

The man's blue eyes widen in fear and he takes a step back, then two more, clearly intimidated.

"I don't enjoy repeating myself..."

The man clutches his cart and runs.

Knox doesn't release Everett until after the man turns down a different aisle.

"Who the fuck was that?"

"A friendly stranger who you scared the shit out of," Everett can't help but chuckle at Knox's display of jealousy.

"Things didn't end well the last time I got a dude's number in a grocery store, remember? I'd rather not go down that road again, plus I'm with you now..." Everett pauses, studying Knox's expression.

"Or am I not?"

Knox blinks.

"Is that a rhetorical question?"

"Just answer it," Everett whispers, his pulse racing.

Knox roughly cups Everett's chin, tilting it up, to respond with a kiss that makes him moan and his knees buckle.

"Of course you're with me," Knox says. "You're mine. And the next time I catch another motherfucker talking sweet to you, I'm going to interrupt the conversation with my fists instead of my words. Now let's finish up and get the hell out of here."

Knox turns around and begins walking.

Everett blushes and follows, whispering under his breath.

"It's definitely giving Daddy vibes."

[clairethecutepup]

Chapter 3: Who Gets Stuck with the Buck?

Click "keep reading" for chapter and author's commentary.

We decided a farm would be the best way to get rid of Rocko, but what kind of farm would want him? It takes a couple days, but Cio manages to find a farm that’ll help us out. Good thing we had Ryuketsu to help keep Rocko in the pen before that, otherwise Cio might not even have a pizzeria anymore! Too bad Ryuketsu can’t help us out with the traveling part, though, since the farm is kinda far from Wolfuchs. It’s not gonna be super long, but it’s not something you can really walk to-- especially when you have a goat that could get away and cause trouble. 

Luckily, Skyler agreed to give us a ride-- even after Rocko popped one of the tires with his horns. Yeah, Skyler wasn’t happy, but I think that just made him wanna help out even more, so he wouldn’t have to worry about Rocko ever again, either. After he replaced the tire, he finally drove us to the farm. Ryuketsu sat with Rocko in the truck’s bed, while the rest of us sat inside the car. After we got there, Skyler stayed behind to practice some sketch work of the country, while we went on ahead. The farm looks just like what they’re supposed to: a barn, a fence, crops, animals, and a house. The farmer, Johan, probably lives in there and we saw he definitely did, after Cio rang the doorbell.

“So, where’s this little rascal you need taken off your mitts?” he looks at us, before he looks at Rocko, “Ah, there’s ‘El Diablo’ himself.”

He tries to take Rocko, but pulls his hand back when Rocko tries biting him. If Ryuketsu wasn’t holding his collar, Rocko probably would’ve tried using his horns instead.

“Whoa-ho, we really do have a fighter here!” Johan laughs, “But don’t you worry none, I’ve dealt with crazier, believe it or not. On the bright side, I know he can at least help with driving some predators off, every now and then. Now, why don’t we get ‘im settled in?”

We follow Johan inside the barn. It has lots of pens and lots of animals: pigs, cows, horses, sheep, and other goats. Johan takes us to that last one.

“Welcome to your new herd, fella,” he pats the fence, “You may wanna get all that aggression out because Betty here probably won’t stand for it.”

Rocko and Betty already hate each other: she tries headbutting through the fence, while Rocko tries to do the same.

“Uh, m-maybe this’s a bad idea…?” Sparky gulps, “We wouldn’t want him to hurt your other animals…”

“Trust me, it’s him who should be fearin’ Betty,” Johan takes Rocko from Ryuketsu, “But first, we’ll have to make sure he’s clean for a few good days. Don’t want him spreading anythin’ to the others here. Come on, buddy, I got the perfect pen for you to stay in, in the meantime.”

Rocko stays in place and won’t budge, and that makes Johan raise one of his eyebrows.

“Oh ho, so you wanna have some fun then?” he grins and uses both hands to grab Rocko’s collar, “Let’s tussle, hombre!”

Johan and Rocko start fighting: after Rocko pulls him back, Johan pulls Rocko back and they repeat it. The rest of us just watch from behind Rocko.

“Uh, a-are you sure you don’t want help…?” Sparky gulps, “Ryuketsu could--”

“Nope, I’ve faced ornerier!” Johan says, “You just gotta get ‘em down, and--”

Suddenly, Rocko lets Johan pull him over, so his horns can ram into Johan’s chest. He gasps and falls onto the ground, before Rocko makes him gasp again by jumping on his chest and running past him. Leena wants to help and chases after Rocko, but accidentally steps on Johan’s chest and makes him gasp, again.

“Do not worry, I will catch him!” she jumps onto Rocko, “Got hi-- WHOA!”

Rocko starts kicking and throws Leena into the fire alarm button, which’s beside one of the entry doorways. The alarm goes off and sprinklers start spraying, so all the scared animals run out of their pens’ back doors into the outdoor fences.

“Why you--!” Johan stands up, “Get back here!”

He chases after Rocko, while we stay behind.

“Oh no, my clothes are all soaked…” Sparky grabs his shirt, then glances at the fur on his arm, “And I’ll smell like a wet dog…”

Cio looks down at Faxie, while his fox ears hang on his head, “Well, it’s a good thing I made you waterproof, huh, buddy?”

Faxie yips from inside Cio’s overall pocket, while trying to shake himself off, even though it's still raining. Ryuketsu sneezes and shivers, but I’m fine and even like the water! Water has always been my element-- except baths. I dunno, I never like having to wash my hair and stuff.

“Hurry, guys!” Leena pushes us all outside, “We have to save Johan!”

When we’re outside, we watch Johan and Rocko run in circles. Then Rocko jumps over a fence, and Johan follows him into the corn plants. We stand behind the fence and everyone looks worried…

“Do not worry, Johan,” Leena climbs onto it, “I will help you for real, this time!” she falls over and lands on her back, “Ow…” she stands back up, “Do not worry, I will still save you!” she runs into the corn-- and then flies back out and lands on the top of the fence, on her back, “Ow, again…”

Rocko and Johan come back, before jumping over the fence, but Johan (accidentally) slams his hand onto Leena’s stomach while doing it.

“Oof…” she groans, “I am not good at ‘saving,’ guys…”

“Leena!” Sparky asks, “Are you alright?!”

“You little devil!” Johan yells at Rocko, “You ruined some of my good stalks!”

Rocko crashes through Johan’s house door and Johan follows him inside. We just stand outside and stare at his house-- except Leena ‘cause she’s still lying on the fence. Uh oh, whatever’s happening inside the house right now doesn’t sound good… Johan finally comes back, while carrying Rocko, and looks super mad… I hide behind Sparky and he looks nervous, Cio and Faxie gulp at the same time, and Ryuketsu actually has his eyes open all the way. Johan doesn’t say anything, while he gives Rocko to Ryuketsu. Then, he finally yells, “Get that menace outta here!!” and points away from here… 

Oh no, what do we do now…? Well, Cio has a new idea: he’s gonna give Rocko to the butcher shop. It’s awful, though! It makes me remember wolfdogs being put down ‘cause their owners and other people decided they became too much trouble. It’s not fair if an animal dies for causing trouble, especially when people aren’t always forced to die for doing bad things themselves-- even when they do worse stuff! Even the others think it’s bad, too, and they don’t like Rocko, either!

Sparky asks, “Couldn’t we try one more place, at least?” 

“I know he is a mean goat, Cio,” Leena says, “but that does not mean you can be so mean, too!”

“I don’t like it either, guys,” Cio sighs, “but what else can I do with him? If anyone actually did take him, they’d probably end up doing the same…”

Faxie whimpers from the top of Cio’s head.

He looks up at Faxie, “Oh, not you, too, man…”

We stop in front of the butcher shop and all give Cio one last sad face, except for Ryuketsu ‘cause he’s helping drag Rocko to the store. Cio holds the door handle and stops, so he can look over his shoulder. He stares at Rocko for a few seconds, before falling onto his knees.

“Oh man, I can’t do it…” his hands fall onto the ground, while his fox ears hang down, “Even if he always seems keen on actually butchering me, I can’t…” he looks at Rocko, “Alright, man, I won’t send you off to wind up in hotdogs, hamburgers, or whatever else they put goats in…”

Rocko doesn’t seem to be paying attention, though. He’s only interested in “baaa-ing” and waving his tongue around, again.

 Leena grins and pats Cio’s back, “I think he is thanking you, Cio.”

“But if I can’t even use him for meat,” Cio stands up, “what else can I use him for?”

Someone gasps, but it’s not any of us.

“Sending off poor animals to the slaughter?” Ricky suddenly walks toward us, “For shame, I expected better from so-called ‘animal lovers,’” he does the “shame” thing with his hands. He then laughs and lowers them, before putting them into his pockets, “Relax, I know it’s fine to love animals on plates, too.”

“Now, now, Richard,” Grayson is here, too, “I’m certain they have their proper reasons,” he looks down at Cio, “But I must admit, I’m surprised to see you willingly partaking in the death of an animal, Dear Brother.”

“Yeah, I just didn’t know what else to do with this guy…” Cio rubs his arm, looking like he feels bad, “He keeps attacking everyone and wrecking everything, but I can’t send him off to the butcher shop, either,” he shrugs, “What should I do?”

“Hmm,” Grayson holds his elbow and taps his chin with the other hand, “if he’s one for unleashing a multitude of aggression toward others,” Grayson lowers his hands, “why not enter him in our local goat-fighting tournaments?”

“Don’t worry,” Ricky says, “if anyone gives ya crap over any ‘animal cruelty,’ just ask 'em what they think goats do in the wild."

Sparky asks, "You're sure it doesn’t involve any goats actually being hurt...?" 

"Hey, it ain't like they beat the darn things to make 'em literally butt heads, and they're allowed to run off," Ricky points at Rocko, "So, who cares if people wanna make a buck off their natural tendency to be jerks to each other?"

Rocko suddenly kicks Grayson in the gut, making him hold it and fall down. Hey, that’s my dad you’re hurting!! Cio yells, “Gray!!” as we all look worried.

"Okay, make that as natural jerks to anyone, in general..." Ricky helps Grayson up, "Ya good?"

Grayson coughs, "Mostly..." 

"Um, about the idea, Gray, I’m not so sure, man..." Cio starts thinking, "Even if he's a natural jerk, it still seems mean to make him fight other goats."

"Goat fighting isn't as heinous as it may sound, Cio," Grayson says, "especially with our methods here: the horns are covered to prevent any possible goring, we have people to step in and stop a fight when required, and other safety measures. If it helps you feel better, you'd be helping reduce illegal animal fighting, where the animals are actually tormented and forced into death. After all, why engage in such illegal activities, when our town provides a less legally consequential alternative for gambling and the like?"

Cio looks at Rocko, one last time.

He then says, "... Well, there's nothing else I can really use him for, so okay.”

Ricky told us the skills that goats usually need for fighting: “agility, endurance and power.” We decided to train him back home ‘cause we have lots of space there-- and less people nearby for Rocko to attack instead. We set up some stuff to help train Rocko-- especially a chain and stake, so we definitely could make sure he didn’t start attacking people. Ryuketsu’s holding up a pillow for Rocko to practice ramming into, but he manages to knock Ryuketsu over and jump on top of him. Well, at least Ryuketsu can protect his face with that pillow-- even if I don’t think it’s really working... When Rocko's done with him, he glares at me and Leena next.

“Do not worry, little buddy,” she pats my head, “he cannot get us, when--”

Rocko bites the chain and pulls out the stake, before he runs after us.

Leena picks me up, "Run, little buddy, run!"

Leena puts me on her back, before she climbs up one of our trees. Rocko keeps hitting the tree, but luckily he can’t climb up; but he can knock things over, and that seems to also mean trees ‘cause it cracks and falls down. It doesn’t fall the other way, it just tilts that way; but then it falls in the same direction as our backs, so Leena and I get crushed under it. I managed to watch Rocko jump out of the way, though, so he’s fine. Ow, it’s dark and it hurts under here…

"Guys, are you okay?!" I hear Sparky run over. He then sounds scared, "No, no, no, don't hurt me!"

Leena yells, “Run, Sparky, run!!”

I guess Leena’s able to look out from the tree; but I know Rocko’s probably attacking Sparky now, even if Leena didn’t say anything. I hear Sparky’s screaming getting quieter, so I think he’s trying to reach my house before Rocko gets him. Maybe Rocko doesn't need any training to be a good fighter ‘cause he’s pretty tough already. 

… 

You don’t need to worry about broken bones or other bad stuff, as long as you don’t feel pain, right? 

… 

Or, don’t feel anything, at all…?

[End Chapter 3]

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I think it's gonna be easier to tell I'm submitting stories-- and not just spamming the same drawing over and over again, for whatever reason --as long as I put the chapter numbers and titles at the very top.

I also worry Claire came off a bit too like the, "LOL, so quirky~!" type of girls/characters you sometimes see in media, when it came to the final few sentences there... I assure you: she's asking about pain's correlation to physical concerns, or lack thereof, in complete earnest and fearful curiosity, and not in a goofy and ditzy tone of comedy. Trust me, that kid won't even emote, if she doesn't have a strong enough emotion. Not like apathy, just a shy and quiet kid is all.

It's also fun to write in a more limited perspective, so I should try it more often. I used to mix in a bit of an "omniscient" feel, back when I utilized 2nd Person Narration instead, but that omni-mixture died the day my old narration preferences did.

Also, as for the "dad" remark: Grayson is not Claire's biological father-- which also means that Cio is just Claire's best friend and not her uncle, mind you --Grayson is, instead, her main father figure and arguable step-father, despite no marriage involved.

[freetheworms]

okay so i’ve had this weird Geraskier trucker AU stuck in my head for a while and i just don’t know if i’ll ever get around to writing it properly, so instead i have compiled my headcanons!

(this got super fucking long somehow, so most of it is under the cut)

so Geralt is a long-haul trucker for a small, family owned company called Witchers Express Transportation (WET for short. haha)

of course it’s his family that owns it. Vesemir started it years ago back in their small town of Kaer Moren as something he could pass onto his boys, and to be honest, they all kind of enjoy the travel and a little solitude, although none as much as Geralt

Geralt truck is black with a wolf emblem on the side, because of course it is. Lambert’s is red with flames on it because he loves to fuck around and also i make the rules. Eskel’s truck is forest green because i just think that’s nice. Coën’s is grey (with flames because Lambert insisted he needed to “spice it up.”) Vesemir mostly stays at HQ and handles orders now, but his old truck was also black. none of that matters but it’s important to me that you know this

Geralt also has a black cat that travels with him in the cab of his truck like those adorable dudes on tiktok. i’ll give you one guess at her name ((it’s Roach. duh))

anyway. Geralt is out on some cross-continent haul, and pulls into a truck stop in Posada one evening, cause y’know. a man’s gotta eat. and drink. and sleep (if he’s lucky)

insert bard. i imagine their first meeting is essentially the same as it is in the show, except Jaskier is playing the ukulele instead of the lute because it’s modern times, and a guitar wouldn’t be playable in the truck. i am big brained

eventually Geralt goes to head back on the road once he and Roach are fed and rested, and finds he has a loud, obnoxiously-dressed shadow following him through the parking lot

“hey, so wait. okay wait. what if i, uh, y’know, came with you? like, in your truck?” Jaskier is running away from his stuffy pompous home life, and this big sexy trucker looks like his very climbable ticket

“you don’t even know where i’m going” Geralt is so not having it.

“well, no. i mean. you could tell me? but i don’t really care, as long as it’s not here!”

“i could kill you” Geralt is putting on his scariest face. it is decidedly not working

“nah, don’t buy it. i feel like murderous truckers don’t have kitten companions,” the idiot kid actually winks at him. “so, where are we going?” Jaskier is already climbing into the truck and Geralt, sweet, awkward Geralt, doesn’t want to have to rip him out of it so he just kind of. goes with it, begrudgingly. the kid probably won’t last long cooped up in the tiny cab, anyway

Geralt is very, very wrong.

Jaskier is happy to sit in the truck and look out the windows, commenting on every weird or mildly interesting thing they drive by. he’s also maybe a little too happy to flirt with Geralt at every given opportunity. Geralt definitely, totally, feels no ways about this, why would you even ask that?

Geralt keeps waiting for him to fuck off at one of the truck stops they pull into, but the kid just keeps coming back

if Geralt waits for the bard to finish his set, or his conquests before he drives off, that is definitely not because he likes the company. nope. he just feels bad for the kid, okay? it’s dangerous for a naive little fancy lad out here

oh, also. Geralt’s radio doesn’t work and Jask thinks that’s the most insane thing about this guy. i mean, travelling for weeks on end with nothing but silence and the occasional meow to listen to? absolutely psychopath behaviour. can’t have that.

so Jaskier spends a lot of his time in the passenger seat, composing songs about the various people he’s met on their travels, or about Geralt, and even once about Roach. Geralt pretends to be annoyed when Jaskier plays them in the cab, but secretly he’s realizing maybe he doesn’t miss the silence as much as he thought

Jaskier still gets himself in trouble sleeping with the wrong people at the inns they frequent, and Geralt of course has to be his Big Beefy Backup™️ when the occasional angry husband or wife tries to skin him in the middle of the motel lobby

Geralt is absolutely not jealous of the people Jask sleeps with. he’s not. nope. no, sir. he’s just annoyed at having to rescue him, is all

and if they share a bed half the time, it’s only because motels are expensive and getting two rooms seems like a waste of money. they’re just being smart!

so, they travel together like this for a couple of years; Geralt making deliveries (and excuses for the weird, overly friendly man constantly in his passenger seat) and Jaskier using all this experience to further his meager singer-songwriter career

they do part ways sometimes so Geralt can go back to Kaer Moren, or so Jaskier can try and record one of his now numerous ballads, but they’ve exchanged phone numbers (for safety!) and they somehow always end up coming back together

Jaskier absolutely did not turn on Geralt’s location sharing so he could “happen to turn up” at the same truck stop as his favourite trucker

so, yeah. they do this little dance around each other for almost 10 years before Geralt’s guilt finally gets the better of him on a bad day. he’s kept Jaskier cooped up in his tiny truck for far too long. it’s selfish. Jask deserves to see the world, and not from behind a windshield. he says as much, one day when they’re stopped in some shitty diner parking lot

Jaskier suggests they take some time off the road then, maybe see the coast together? 

Geralt insists he can’t just leave his job, and that Jaskier should go on to live his actual life without an old grumpy man weighing him down

Jaskier does not take that well. “i’m the one that asked you if i could travel with you, you big brute! you don’t get to be all self-sacrificing about this!”

Geralt does not take Jaskier not taking it well very well. cue yelling. cue Geralt saying things he doesn’t mean about Jaskier holding up his deliveries with his dilly-dallying at stops. about Jaskier never shutting up and being annoying. about how he wishes he’d never met that stupid kid at the truck stop in Posada. 

big “go on! just get outta here you stupid dumb animal!” vibes

cue Mountain Breakup moment. they banter, sure, but Geralt has never actually yelled at him like this. Jask gets out of the truck with a dejected “see you around, Geralt.”

they travel separately for a good few months, almost a year before Geralt starts to think he might go insane in the silence. he even considers fixing his radio, but something about that feels wrong. also he’s a little scared he’ll hear one of Jaskier’s songs play and lose his shit entirely

so eventually Geralt is home at Kaer Moren, moping more than usual, when Eskel somehow notices that Geralt and Jaskier are still sharing locations. Geralt didn’t even know that was a thing you could do??? How long has that been on????

Eskel just gives him this Look and Geralt realizes what he has to do

he sets out to find Jaskier, pinging his phone at some bar just outside Posada

well, thank god he did because he find a tipsy and very scared Jaskier in the back alley, about to get his shit rocked by a group of angry locals whose spouses he probably fucked

Mr. Big Beefy Backup™️ scares the 3 or 4 people off easy enough, but then comes the hard part. time to apologize for being a supreme dickhead, Geralt. go on.

Jaskier is still just standing there in shock because what??? just happened??? why is Geralt here? how is Geralt here? he knows for a fact Geralt would never figure out Jaskier’s location sharing trick on his own; this man can barely figure out how to answer a text. 

he’s about to ask when Geralt finally starts speaking

and it’s an apology? from his Geralt?? okay, maybe he’s drunker than he thought

but no, Geralt really is apologizing, and he looks sincere. in fact, he looks downright miserable as he tells Jaskier he never meant any of it, and he’s so sorry he let his guilt get the better of him. says Jaskier didn’t deserve that hurt, and Geralt would never do it again. he’s really trying to be better. he will be better, just please. he just needs his bard back, if he’ll have him

the silence is deafening as Jaskier just stands there, gaping like a fish

he was going to shut Geralt down, at least for a minute. he was. he’s thought about this moment a zillion times, and he really was going to tell Geralt it wasn’t enough, that he’s worth more than that

but Geralt looks genuinely heartbroken and vulnerable in a way Jaskier’s never seen, and he can’t do it. he doesn’t want to.

so Jaskier steels himself and kisses him instead, because for once, he’s at a loss for words. because he’s a little drunk and he’s wanted this for the better part of a decade. because he’s afraid this is the only chance he’ll get

and when Geralt feverishly returns the kiss, Jaskier knows he’ll happily climb right back into that cramped old truck with him. knows there’s nowhere else he’d rather be than with this big, stupid man that he loves. he says as much

and Geralt smiles, actually grins as he says “i love you too, Jaskier”

Jaskier does set some new boundaries and ground rules between them though, because we stan Growth and Knowing Your Worth. luckily, Geralt is more than happy to oblige

and then they drive off into the sunset together to see the coast :)

also, Jaskier has never been more grateful for Geralt’s broken radio. there’s, uhh, no need for Geralt to hear his latest single, Burn Trucker Burn

wow. okay, well at this point i may as well have written the actual fic but Y’KNOW. maybe i will some day. who knows. let me know if uhhh if anyone would want to read it?? validation is my lifeblood and i’m real nervous about posting this for no reason

also, if anyone else for some reason wants to give this stupid AU a go, please for the love of god, tag me! i’d love to read what you come up with :)

[m1kedefendr]

im just letting you all know that s1 literally established that Mike’s feelings for Will went beyond friendship. That they had a special bond. Mike and Joyce were the two people that cared THE MOST about finding Will. Mike literally convinced Dustin and Lucas to look for Will. Mike let a random girl he found in the woods STAY AT HIS HOUSE INSTEAD OF SENDING HER AWAY (like he said he would) JUST BECAUSE SHE SAID SHE COULD HELP FIND WILL.

s2 further pushed this because yeah maybe Mike spent 353 days trying to call El on the walkie talkie, but he literally NOTICED EVERY SMALL THING ABOUT WILL ACTING DIFFERENT. FUCKING CRAZY TOGETHER HAPPENED? HE WENT TO WILLS HOUSE AND BEGGED JOYCE TO LET HIM IN. HE STAYED BY WILLS SIDE AT HIS HOUSE, SLEEPING ON HIS FLOOR. HE LITERALLY TOLD WILL HE WAS A SUPER SPY AND HELD HIS FUCKING HAND. HE STAYED IN THE HOSPITAL/LAB WITH WILL EVEN THOUGH HE WAS FUCKING POSSESSED AND TRYING TO MURDER EVERYONE. HE WATCHED THEM TRY TO EXORCISE IT OUT OF WILL WITH HEAT. HE TOLD WILL THAT ASKING HIM TO BE HIS FRIEND WAS THE BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED WITH NO BACKGROUND NOISE OR MUSIC AND NO ONE ELSE EVER IN THE SHOT. HE LOOKED JEALOUS WHEN WILL DANCED WITH THAT GIRL AT THE SNOWBALL, LOOK AT THE SCENE. HIM AND DUSTIN ARE MAKING THE SAME FACE. ALSO ITS BASICALLY HIM AND JOYCE WORKING TOGETHER TO HELP WILL??

s3 looks like a shit show but IT HAS HINTS. The mall and movie scene with Lumax? Lucas said he was spending romantic time with Max… with Byler? The way Mike KNOWS Will is feeling something in the theater. the way Mike uses his Will voice. THE WAY THEY BOTH BLUSH? Also we can see Mike and El not being very into each other outside of just kissing (which El takes the lead in, ironically). The way Mike is with Will (and lucas) the entire time after lying to El and after she broke up with him. The way Mike looked at El confused when she broke up with him, but made his way across town in the rain to find Will and apologize. The best hint in s3? “Not Possible” and “I love you, too” scenes. Mike’s SMILE when Will says “not possible” to joining another party?? Come ON. Then right after that, his entire awkward demeanor with El. from the rambling about Christmas, to when she asks him if he remembers what he said in the cabin. Then when she says she loves him and kisses him, he stands there with his eyes wide open and he looks shocked. he looks confused, and even after she leaves he looks lost. When the moving truck is pulling away he looks absolutely devastated, but he still looks a bit confused and extremely lost. When he’s hugging his mom, he looks like his whole world crashed down on him. As if he hasn’t been fighting off monsters for the past two years, it looks like Will leaving crushed his entire spirit.

s4 was just so gay it’s not even funny. I’ve talked about Mike in s4 before so I’ll try to keep this short, but my guy’s room. One Way sign pointing to his closet. Buff men on posters. Cmon. The way he dresses fits him a lot, and he seems comfortable and happy in it, but the moment he’s in california he’s wearing the most heinous thing i’ve EVER seen in my life. Bro really said “fuck i gotta play the straight boyfriend roll!!” and threw together an outfit blindfolded bc he clearly can’t pretend very well. He is barely paying attention to El once he notices Will, but then acts all “hey dude broooo can’t hug that’s gay” with him?? As if he didn’t hold this mf so tight and sobbed before he moved away?? Rink-O-Mania was basically Mike staring at Will but never talking to him, then getting mad at Will for not telling him his girlfriend lied to him and being all sad the whole day (after his gf got publicly humiliated in front of the entire rink, even the DJ was in on it) Then got mad at his GF for rightfully sticking up for herself? Cant even WRITE his GF that he loves her. Fights her on THAT and calls her ridiculous, but apologizes to Will for their argument. Tells him he didn’t deserve any of it. Tells him HAWKINS ISNT THE SAME WITHOUT HIM (which basically confirms that Mike was so devastated at the end of s3 because of Will leaving, not El). Then the rest of it is mainly two gay boys pining after each other up until the junk yard (idk there were lots of cars, maybe grave digging scene is better, but i’m thinking of after digging when they’re sitting on a car) scene, where Mike literally says he should’ve just said the words she wanted to hear cuz maybe he’d be with her. He doesn’t love her, he just wants to make sure she’s safe. as he does with all the people he cares about. Then the van scene, the boy is literally staring at Will with heart eyes. He smiles so wide when he unrolls the painting, and he looks disappointed when Will talks ab El. Back in Hawkins when Will is talking about Vecna, Mike literally stares at Will like he did in s2 when Will was talking about the Mind Flayer and being a spy. He grips his Shoulder and says “we will.”, mmm parallels “he won’t”. the shoulder grab parallels the hand hold.

Added bonus: Notice how in every single season after s1, somehow El is separated from Mike, and he spends the majority of his time with Will?

In conclusion, Mike Wheeler is a boy kisser and he’s been head over heels for Will since he asked him to be his friend!!

[hmspogue]

Outer Banks season 2 Official Trailer shot-by-shot rundown

A comprehensive post where I scream about analyze the entire trailer frame by frame for clues, theories, and plot. Just my own opinions and general tin foil-hatting

These are screenshots from Netflix’s trailer for Outer Banks season 2. I do not claim or own any of these.

note: this post is tagged as a long post if you wish to avoid having to scroll until your thumbs break.

“My old man used to tell me, ‘it’s best to never say you’ve hit rock bottom’.”

(Putting all of these shots together since they’re scenes we already know but-) Holy shit, okay let’s just....start off like this I guess, damn.

“'Trust me’, he said...”

Kiara looking back and forth between the boys like this really just feeds the headcanon I have that her form of grief this season is going to be her trying to hold it together for their sakes (and eventually just snapping).

JJ just looks fucking furious someone give these kids a hug? I already know this scene is going to ruin me.

“You can always go...”

JJ back working at the hotel. He looks literally so angry again in this scene I could see him self destructing at work and losing his job? (Please do not be isolating yourself you beautiful son of a bitch even though I know you’re going to).

Pope in the Twinkie (costuming wise they all are in warmer looking clothes for some of the shots, so just confirming it’s a little bit into the school year when this all takes place).

“Lower”

Big John was real big into pep talks, I see. (seriously can you imagine Big John having this conversation with like 8 year old John B after he fucking dropped his ice cream cone or some shit I shouldn’t be laughing).

I’m just-

These poor kids, I wanna know how the police all the way down in the Bahama’s knew about them?

Their calves....

“RUN!”

Are going to be so fucking jacked by the end of this season I stg.

Fuck you.

“The gold from the Royal Merchant....it’s here.”

For a while, I had thought that maybe they didn’t even make it to the Bahama’s at the front of the season and ended there (because everyone had been filming in there). But I guess they’re going to be making two trips.

If I were a bird from this POV I’d shit right on that house no questions asked.

oooooh ho hokay. Just so we’re clear. Ward Cameron not only get away with murder and about two dozen other felonies, but-

“Half a billion.”

HE STILL FINDS THE GOLD IN THE CRAIN HOUSE AND GETS TO KEEP IT?

Not the polo with the snap back, I just know this man has a playlist called Sad Boi Hours that is just Juice WRLD’s top 5 songs on Spotify and he tells his friends they wouldn’t know the underground artists he listens to.

Sh, you have lost screaming privileges. Go inside and take a nap maybe.

“John B, we are fugitives in a foreign country.”

So, previously, I was talking about how I was confused how they would still be trying to find him is everyone thought he was dead, but here the wanted poster clearly says “presumed lost at sea”. I think that will be interesting to see how the Pogues all interpret that. 

Especially because they already had a memorial for John B and everything, I wonder if there will be any part of the Pogues holding out hope that they both could still be out there OUCH.

I’m going to circle back to this, but it looks like John B and Sarah are going to get separated for a little while in this man hunt, I could see my idiot himbo son trying to sacrifice himself so Sarah can get away but in reality just....stranding her.

“Promise me you won’t do anything stupid?”

Oh, sweetie....

“Well, Sarah Cameron, I do stupid things all the time without realizing it.”

The volume of his self awareness is astronomical. sir, that is your whole character summed up in your own words.

GOD, IT’S ME AGAIN. PLEASE LET THEM LEAN INTO COMPLETE HIMBO JOHN B THIS SEASON I’LL DO ANYTHING-

nyyooooOOOOOOOOOOOOM-

“Hold on!”

The complete abject terror I would feel having John Booker Routledge driving get-away and then saying the words “Hold on” while reaching fro the gear shift? The english language fails me. 

Sarah, bestie, I’m so sorry.

I just wanna know-

what the plan or objective was in this situation. What was the reason for being this dramatic.

Rest in piss, bozo <3

“Ward’s still out there...”

Okay, same conversation they were having as before. I wonder what makes them decide they need to get back to the OBX for this tho.

“I can clear my name. This can all be over in one shot.”

It looks like Topper watching this but way more concerningly, correct me if I’m wrong but this 100% looks like....John B gets caught. And the DEATH PENALTY?! He did have a mug shot for the fliers in s1 and the one above but he was never brought in? Plus he just looks super dirty and dishevled in this one so I-

Jail break anyone?

I also still want to know if they’re going to go with a Topper redemption arc this season. like, does he know more than he should just from being around Rafe and his big fat mouth? Is he going to help out the Pogues even if it’s just for Sarah?

This shot just suddenly made me really sad. The thought of this all started because Big John left one last thing for his son to find, his literal life’s work. And when it all started, it was just a fun adventure John B and his best friends were going on together and having fun with. Then it all got dragged to absolute shit and turned into what it did, including the remaining 3 Pogues thinking that this treasure hunt took their two best friends away from them. And it’s nothing like Big John intended it to be.

Why my eyes wet?

Now we’re edging into what I was talking about earlier with John B and Sarah getting separated.

“If you think there is anything I wouldn’t do...”

Once again, John B is no where to be found. Also, just in case y’all didn’t already know or forgot Ward is an actual psychopath.

I believe this one of the new character, played by Jontavious Johnson (Stubbs). Based on the voice over it lowkey sounds like they’re implying Ward maybe hired Stubbs and Cleo to find and bring Sarah back. My theory would be I bet they do go to retrieve her, but she somehow convinces them that it would be more beneficial for them in the end to be on the Pogue’s side instead.

Miss Girl you gotta be keeping your head on a SWIVEL. Especially when you’re a FUGITIVE of the LAW-

“...you haven’t been paying attention.”

My guy, who are you clarifying this for?

It’s what you deserve for monologuing.

in all seriousness, the idea of them coming to face to face with Ward in Nassau after thinking they finally escaped him is genuinely terrifying.

“SARAH!”

It kind of looks like they’re either hiding their faces or covering their noses? I don’t know maybe it was from some tactic to get away from Ward.

What did I literally jsut say about yelling privileges, you unhinged mother fucker?

“I’m calling the shots now. I’m driving.”

The following progression of scenes made me actually snort-

“I can’t drive stick.”

PLEASE THE FINGER GUNS LAUNCHED ME INTO ORBIT I LOVE THEM, YOUR HONOR.

Alright, so now it looks like we’re in Charleston. This is the same scene with Heyward’s truck that got leaked from BTS (read: JJ and Kie shoulder touch).

One of the main things that stuck out to me in the following scenes which, you will see, is it lowkey looks like Pope is kind of heading up this part of the operation, or even going in alone? The following clips are just very Pope focused. 

I don’t know what it means, it’s just an observation.

“John B was not the only one that Ward double-crossed.”

LIMBRY-

Bro, we have been hearing about this woman for literal months and I just have....so many questions? 

Who the hell is she? How is she connected to Ward? Why is she in South Carolina instead of the OBX? How do the Pogues even learn about her and how to track her down? How is she meant to “help” them? GAH I JUST WANNA KNOOOW. I already know I don’t trust her though and no I will not be offering up supporting evidence.

Sir, that is my son please unhand him.

“I think you know what I want.”

.......no? But feel....free to explain yourself?

The print on the paper is the same one that’s on the ceiling tiles in the following scene. Obviously, with a key on it that most likely goes to the place a few shots from now.

Hell yeah, son, let’s get SLEUTHING.

“The treasure belongs to the Pogues.”

DAMN STRAIGHT.

Bestie’s I’m not going to lie, I stared at this frame for a solid 10 minuets and I have no idea what it says on there I’m sorry. Someone in the comments is welcome to enlighten us.

“We gotta find it first.”

I can’t tell if that’s just dirt or if he hurt his head? But he look GOOD right now for one thing. For another, same outfit as the one in the Twinkie from the beginning of the trailer.

Look at her. LooK AT HER! LOOK! AT! HER! I MISSED HER SO MUCH even in that damn smiley face top that continues to haunt my waking hours she is in it so much and it stresses me out for literally no good reason I’m sorry-

I could literally cry right now and I think that speaks volumes to how little we actually see him genuinely happy. Have I mentioned how much I love that red hat?

Also, probably not that important, but this is not from the same scene as the shots of Pope and Kiara were. This is from the next one-

“Woogity-woogity?”

“Give me some woogity, baby!”

Yeah, this pushed me over the fucking edge, the way that they’re actually happy and laughing? The fact that they kept woogity-woogity and made it A Thing? Yes.

I am, however, going to be intentionally ignoring what appears to be the very intentional stagingof having such an obvious space between where Kiara and Pope are sitting adn where JJ sits, even including the level they’re sitting on because I don’t have the emotional capacity to face those implications right now. Thank you for your time.

Yes yeeeeEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!

GIVE ME ALL OF THE SCENES OF THEM ACTUALLY GETTING TO BE TEENAGERS AND JUST BREATHE AND LAUGH AND HAVE A GOOD TIME AND NOT BE RUNNING FOR THEIR FUCKING LIVES!!!!!!!!!!!

before Rafe comes in and literally starts shooting because they can’t breathe for more than 7 seconds but we’ll....get to that.

They refer to Sarah as a Pogue this season or I burn Netflix to the ground. Your move, Jonas.

50 bucks says John B is driving the Twinkie again for the first time since being back.

I deadass think the Pogues JUST got Sarah and John B back and they’re just having the time of their life. Kie was in her smiley face outfit when Pope was in this one a few clips ago, and I still hold to the belief that that one still they released of JJ and Kie hopping over a fence is the Pogue reunion so-

Ward? I have no idea what he’s looking at behind the wall paper and I’ll be so honest I don’t care my eyes are only seeing Pogue content right now.

“This is a map of the whole island.”

This fit, when will John B learn how to operate buttons, stay tuned for season 5. Also my previous theory of this being their reunion outfits and stuff because Pope is in the back in the same jacket as before.

The plot thickens and so has JJ’s hair, Rudy drop the shampoo brand.

Please, dear God, tell me they’re back in the sex church. For @jiaaraa sake.

Kiara, your Madison is showing.

Okay, I really did try but all I can make out is Something to the tomb begin something something.

You’re welcome.

I am no expert but I do not believe boats operate on land.

John B looks like he is in the same outfit here that is in his mug shot we saw on the TV screen so I have a sneaking suspicion this is where he gets caught. 

“John B is back-”

Once again with the damn sexual tension that’s always between Barry and Rafe in every scene they do are we about to kiss right now?

“-it’s him or me.”

First of all, no.

Second of all, I’m just....so very confused about this time line this season. It kind of looks like Ward and Rafe follow and find Sarah and John B in Nassau (unless those scenes by the truck were actually back in the OBX). So did they....go to Nassau, then just come right back when they did? I’m just confused.

Put that thing back where it came from or so help me.

Literally when will you stop at this point I am begging you. 

This looks like the same scene the Pogues were, ya know, literally just having a good time at so fuck me, I guess.

Yeah, no, it’s going to be a no from me, I’m just going to pretend like I’m not seeing this and moving on.

I have simply no idea what is going on here or who that is on the bike but maybe JJ? Maybe Luke even? I think that’s JJ’s bike. 

The sewer scene. The SEWER SCENE-

For months sicne that tiktok leaked this damn scene has been genuinely all I could think about. So (obviously) it seems like they’re sending Kie down into the sewer to go do seomthing and things go horribly, horribly wrong. 

If you haven’t seen the tiktok, essentially all it was was JJ and Pope screaming and trying to lift up the man hole cover while Kie is begging for them to hurry from inside. I’m cheating a little bit as this isn’t a shot from the trailer but this picture was posted and it’s from the same scene.

I’ll just....leave this here. Back to the trailer shots.

Nice. Also, same shirt as mugshot.

Hey, um, what? 

Kiara’s car, she’s driving, I can’t tell who’s in the back seat or the front.

Holy God what is going on and how can I as an audience member put a stop to it?

So, same scene as we will see and was in the teaser but, for some reason, they’re all jumping off of a giant ass boat into the little life raft where it looks like JJ gets hurt later but don’t you worry we’re getting to that.

JJ AND KIARA WITH THE POGUE HANDSHAKE JJ AND KIARA WITH THE POGUE HANDSHAKE THEY BOTH LOOK SO DAMN GOOD AND THEIR LITTLE SMILES SPARE ME-

Cleo 🥵

I’m so excited to see her arc and what it brings this season you guys have no idea.

Please for the love of God be about to get Ward Cameron’s ass like he deserves literally punt him into jail right from Tanny Hill.

Sarah at My Druther’s with what looks like a bloody bandage on her side? Same outfit she’s wearing when they’re running from the police on the beach and she has the bandage there too so. Interesting. 

Topper hugging who I’m pretty sure is Sarah, being a general douche because he’s clearly looking at John B like 😏 

Clips like these serve to remind me just how many of my worldly posessions I would gladly give up to be able to punch Topper Thorton in the throat one time. 

I think this is Cleo jumping off the boat with Pope after John B and Sarah. 

Absolutely busting a lung at Pope’s form in this one.

John B and Sarah waiting in the life raft, still Cleo and Pope coming after them. The obvious next question is where are JJ and Kiara. The scene I’m sure you all have been waiting for is coming up and clearly takes place in the life raft as well.

So, I really think JJ and Kie get left for last, something horrible happens as they’re trying to jump (my head instantly goes to JJ maybe like pushing Kie out of the way and getting hit on the head instead or even just some accident). 

And, oh my GOD a scene of him falling off the boat after it happens and Kiara diving in after him immediately, having to desperatly try to stop him from sinkingand get to the life raft holy shit-

Girl CATCH HIM?????

Because why wouldn’t this be Rafe’s fault. Part of me wonders if this isn’t related to JJ being hurt.

I am going to try and unpack this as calmly as possible because behind my computer screen I am vibrating at a frequency that could shatter glass but respectfully.

WHAT IN THE FUCK IS TIAUEWFHLAILA

Okay, so scene wise, JJ’s hit his head somehow (probably while he was jumping with Kiara) it looks like and now they’re back on the raft. 

In my opinion, this is either:

A) JJ is in really, really bad condition after getting hurt in the jump and they’re not sure he’s going to make it. So this is a “Please stay with me, stay awake, please don’t die” hug OR

B) They very narrowly just avoided a deadly situation (my first thought is JJ hits his head while jumping, passes out in the water, maybe almost drowns but Kie and the others get him onto the life raft in time) and this is more of a “Oh my God, you’re okay, you’re safe now, we’re okay” hug. 

I honestly lean more to the second one based on the little bit of Sarah’s face we saw in the background. To me, it almost looked like she was smiling thru tears, which, fits way more with the second option than the first. 

Anyways. Moving on before I burst a lung again.

(also, before anyone comes at me, no, I’m not happy JJ is hurt, obviously.  

(Once again, arrest outfits). You can still see the bandage but it looks like Sarah’s limping now too so...good Lord give the girl a break maybe?

Everything in this trailer just went to shit so fast I think I have whip lash, can we go back to the Pogues hanging out and being happy now pkease I liked those scenes.

“I get it. You guys are scared.”

“No.”

She’s cute but, uh, hello sewer scene outfits. Seems like them planning to do whatever the hell they were going to do in the sewers but the boys are starting to get cold feet as maybe they should but hind sight is 20/20 I suppose.

“It’s kind of cute.”

“I’m not scared.”

“You should’ve just led with that.”

I will never be able to express how much I adore Pogue banter and general dumbassery and I have a feeling this season will not be lacking in either department

I high key don’t think these two are actually going to be there for this scene to go down but I’ll let it slide this time because-

They do be kinda cute.

It both feels like I’ve been waiting for this damn show for 3 years and also like I just watched season 1 last month explain that to me. 

Either way holy shit. I missed this dumb show and these dumb kids so much it physcially hurts and WE GET THEM BACK IN T-MINUS 16 DAYS.

Also. Where The Hell Is Wheezie Cameron And When Will She Have The Rights She Deserves.

[libraryofloveletters]

Love To Loss

Eddie Diaz x Reader 

Warnings: mentions of childbirth, disagreements 

Category: Angst 

Word Count: 3k

Author’s Note:  this was a product of my insomnia so here we go, also yeah I don’t know why it ended so abruptly but yeah :) 

pt.2: Loss to Love 

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Was love real ? 

Was it worth it ? 

All the pain and broken hearts and despair, was it all worth it if in the end, I got to come home to you ? 

No idea where you were going, where you’d end up or who you’d end up being but you never let that stop you. That’s how you could yourself outside the fire station. You weren't looking for a job, in fact you were looking for someone, someone you had lost so many years ago. The station was quiet, not sure if you were allowed to be in here when no one else was, you paced the empty station. 

The sound of a horn made you look up, there was a fire engine that was waiting to reverse in and you were in the way. The door opening and shutting, a man walked towards you. “Excuse me, you can’t be standing there” he says, pointing to the side of the station, you step out of the way, allowing the truck to reverse in. You watched as he instructed the driver, the back of his jacket read Nash. He wasn't who you were looking for but maybe he could help you. The fire engine began emptying, one by one they stepped out. 

“Can I help you ?” the same man returned to you. 

“Um, I think you can. What’s your name if you don’t mind me asking ?” 

“Bobby Nash, you are ?” he stuck his hand out

“Y/n “ you shook his hand. He had a fatherly aura to him, the type that made you feel safe and comfortable, like you didn’t have to worry about anything. Bobby smiled at you, “what can I help you with, y/n?” 

“I’m actually looking for a friend. I lost touch with him a while- actually more than a while, it's been years” 

“I’d love to help but what makes you think I can ?” 

“All I know is that he's a firefighter. I just thought on the off chance, maybe you’d be able to point me in the right direction” 

“Who’s your friend ?” Bobby asked

“Edmundo Diaz, he goes by Eddie” 

Bobby let out a laugh, your brows furrowed. Either there was good news and he knew him or there was bad news and Eddie had vanished or something horrible. You braced yourself for the answer. “Eddie’s one of ours. He's not in right now, his shift starts at..” Bobby glanced at the clock, “3, if you’d like to wait.” 

“Yeah, that’d be great” you smiled. The two of you headed up the stairs, he introduced you to the team. Buck, who was more than happy to show you around, Chim who was also welcoming and super funny and Hen, who you instantly liked and knew you’d get along with. “Can I get you something to drink ? A cup of coffee? Water ?” Bobby rounded the counter, “water is fine, thank you” you took a seat on one of the stools. 

“So y/n, how do you know Eddie ?” Buck leant forward, elbows on the counter and his attention on you. “We grew up together” you took a sip of the water. Buck’s head tilted slightly, almost like he didn’t believe you. His brows furrowed “c’mon, there has to be more to the story than just you growing up together” 

There was, but were you ready to open that back up ? To tell Eddie’s friends all about why you lost touch to begin with ? 

A dry chuckle left your throat, “sure you can handle the whole story ?” you smiled at him, he nodded eagerly. “Oh yeah, I'd love to know. Eddie isn't really one to talk about his past” 

Good to know somethings didn’t change. 

“Take a seat, you’re in for a story” you patted the chair beside you, Buck sat and once again, his attention back on you. You started from the beginning. 

El Paso, 2008. 

Hot summer days didn’t even begin to explain the type of weather you were having in Texas right now. The bedroom window was open and Eddie’s back was turned to you. He had been taking a nap when you arrived, the whole point of you coming over was to help him pack up his stuff. Laying beside him, your finger traced over his shoulder, moving down to his back. Tracing shapes and drawing your own little pictures against his skin. “Mhm, Shan- stop” he mumbled as he shifted in bed. 

Your heart sunk in your chest. 

“Not Shan” you teased, “just me” you sat up, your back resting against the headboard. Eddie’s eyes opened slightly, squinting from the sunlight in the room. “Oh hey” he rolled onto his side, his head now on your lap and his arm tossed over. You smiled at your best friend, if this was the last memory you have with him before he leaves, that's fine. 

You’d keep this day in your mind forever, but just the good parts. 

“Come on sleepyhead” your fingers running through his hair. He groaned, “5 more minutes” 

“You’ve been sleeping all day, mom says you gotta get up” Eddie flips onto his back, head still on your lap as he looks up at the ceiling. The room is quiet for a few moments, the only noise coming from outside through the open window. You break the silence first, “do you really have to go ?” you ask him as he gets up. “You know I do,” he sighs as he looks back at you before he pulls his bag out of the closet. 

“I don’t want you to leave” you begin taking some clothes from the closet, folding them and setting them on the bed. “And you think I want to leave ?” Eddie grumbles, you could hear the annoyance in his voice. 

The two of you have had this conversation countless times, honestly it was the only truthful conversation the two of you have had in the last few weeks. There was an unspoken level of love between the two of you, far more than just the typical loving your best friend goes. It was more than that but Eddie was with Shannon and he says he loves her, so who were you to go and admit your feelings now. To ruin what he had with her. It would break your heart to break his so you never said anything. Instead, you stayed quiet, telling him that you’d miss him when he left and helped him pack. The rest of the afternoon was quiet, neither of you speaking, quiet exchanges as you shifted around the room and passed things to each other. Eddie sits on edge of the bed, watching as you fold a shirt, his hand wrapping around your wrist. Humming, you go on folding until Eddie tugs on your hand, nodding towards the spot beside him. 

Sitting beside him, once again, the room is silent. So silence that you hear the thoughts in Eddie’s head. “Y/n, I-” his sentence is interrupted when Sophia knocks on his door, sticking her head in the room. “Ed, Shannon’s here to see you” she pulls the door in halfway before leaving the two of you in the room. Eddie looks at you, he opens his mouth to say something but you shake your head. “Go,” you breathe, “don’t keep her waiting” giving him a small smile. “Are you sure ?” he asks, his hand on your back. You hum, “I'll be out in a minute, I just have to call my parents” Eddie nods, leaving you in his room. You lay back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. Letting out a sigh, all the possibilities running through your mind

What if you never get to see him again ? What if he comes home a different person ? What if he doesn’t come home at all ? You couldn't leave things unsaid, you couldn't let him leave without telling him out you really felt. 

Walking into the living room, Eddie sat on the recliner, Shannon on his lap. “Oh y/n” she smiled, “I didn’t know you were here” you gave her a small smile back. “Yeah, came over to help him pack” she turned back to Eddie, “why didn’t you call me? I would have came over” 

Seeing them together, you couldn't go tell him how you felt now. He was happy with Shannon, they were in love. 

El Paso, 2011. 

Over the last 3 years, Eddie had returned home a few times. Most of his visits home had been spent with family and Shannon, you’d see him for a few hours or if you happened to stop by his parents’ place for dinner. Within the last 3 years, Eddie had also proposed to Shannon, gotten married and had a baby on the way. 

Eddie called you earlier to let you know that Shannon had given birth and he now has a son, Christoper. You of course promised to come by and see him and the baby and you made good on your promise. 

“Hi, I'm here for uh Shannon” your fingers tapping against the nurses bay counter

“Last name hun ?” she handed you a visitor badge and a pen, “uh, Diaz, I think ? I’m not sure if she chang-” your sentence interrupted by your best friend calling for you. “Found them” you gave the nurse a smile before heading down the hall towards Eddie. 

“Y/n!” his arms stretched out, waiting for you to hug him. 

“Eddie! or should I say dad ?” you gave him a hug. 

God it felt good to be back in his arms. 

“Congratulations on the baby,” you smiled, “you're a baby yourself, I can't believe you have a kid” you teased, giving his face a little squeeze as the two of you walked in. Eddie’s arm was over your shoulder and your arm around his waist as the two of you entered the room, Shannon’s look was enough for Eddie to let go and take a step to the side. She gave you a smile, “nice of you to come by y/n” 

“Of course, hope you don’t mind” 

“Oh no, of course not! You’re Eddie’s best friend” 

The baby began crying, “he’s got a pair of lungs on him huh ?” you chuckled, Eddie smiled as he picked up Christoper. Fatherhood suited Eddie, from the way he picked up Chris to just the way he looked at him, he’d go to the ends of the earth and back for his son. “Do you want to hold him?” Eddie stepped towards you, Chris had settled now. “Um, yeah” taking a seat in the chair, Eddie handed Chris off to you. You smiled at the little boy in your arms, you couldn't believe that your best friend, the guy you grew up with, the guy who was barely not a kid himself, had a kid. 

“Hey lil man- oh you're so cute” you cooed as Chris yawned. Looking at Eddie who was now sat on the end of the bed, “The two of you have a beautiful little boy” 

El Paso, 2017. 

Eddie found himself on your doorstep with Christoper. Knocking on the door, you opened it. “Hey,” your brows furrowed, not that you minded the unexpected visit but you were confused. “Come in buddy” you helped Chris inside and Eddie followed the two of you inside. 

“Did you two have dinner? I could order a pizza or I could make something ?” 

“Can I have ice cream ?” Chris asked you, taking a seat on the couch. You glanced at Eddie who nodded. “Vanilla or chocolate bud ?” 

“Both!” his enthusiasm made you chuckle, “coming up kiddo” you smiled at Chris who was already flipping through the channels. Eddie followed you into the kitchen, the two of you on autopilot, your movements in sync, not a word being spoken. Most of your memories with Eddie have been the quiet ones, not a word between two of you, just moving around together. Eddie got the bowl of the cupboard as you got the ice cream. 

“What caused the visit ?” you asked, scooping the ice cream into the bowl. Eddie gave you a look, leaving you in the kitchen for a moment to give the ice cream to Christoper. You could hear the two of them talking, Chris telling his father how his favourite show was on tv and Eddie telling him try not to spill ice cream on himself and that he'd be in the kitchen. 

Eddie returned, heading straight to the fridge to get a beer. “I take it dinner didn’t go well ?” you ask, sitting on the counter. Eddie let out a chuckle, “well wasn't even in the house tonight” 

“What happened ?” taking the beer from him and taking a sip of it. 

“They think it's a bad idea to move across the country with a kid, that Chris needed stability and apparently- they’re the only stability he’s ever had.” Eddie groaned. You understood his frustration, you didn’t have a kid but you get what it's like to have parents who are trying to contradict your life choices. 

“And you're sure you want to do this ? Move to LA?” 

Eddie’s brows furrowed, he looked at you. “What do you mean? Are you siding with them ?” 

“No, of course not. I’m just asking if you're sure if you want to move” 

“Of course I am. I need to get out of here, Chris needs a change, somewhere that doesn’t constantly remind him of his mother.” he sighed 

“Eds, you know if you move you’ll be on your own. I don’t agree with your parents, you should be able to take Chris wherever you want but you won��t have the help you have here. You have your parents and me and Chris has his friends, are you sure you want to do this ?”

“Are you going to stop me ? Like you tried to stop me when I enlisted ?” he grumbled. If Chris wasn't in the house, you sure as hell would have cussed him for that. “How could you say that ? I didn’t try to stop you, I just didn’t want you to leave, which was the truth by the way.” you roll your eyes. 

“Listen, I just came here for you to say bye to Chris because we're leaving tomorrow” Eddie begins walking out of the kitchen, you grab his hand. “What ? That’s it? We're going to leave things like this ? You being mad for no reason ?” 

“You’re the one that doesn’t want me to move on” Eddie’s voice raised slightly

“Are you kidding me?! Did I try to stop you ?” your voice raises as well. Eddie pulls his hand from yours, Chris comes over and gives you a hug. “Bye y/n! see you soon!” he smiled at you, you looked down at the little boy, your arms wrapped around him. “See you soon kiddo” you lean down and kiss the top of his head.

You follow Eddie and Chris to the door, watching as Eddie helps Chris into the truck. Watching as he pulled out of the driveway and down the street. 

----

“And that was the last time I saw him.” you sigh, Buck’s mouth hung open. “Are you serious ? He didn’t call or write or even text ?” he asked you, you shook your head. “Nope, not a word since then. He changed his number and that was that” 

“Y/n?” the voice called, the voice you hadn’t heard in years. Glancing over your shoulder, there he was. 

Eddie Diaz, your best friend. 

He looked good, healthy. He hasn't changed besides for the shorter hair which he was pulling off rather well, it was a change from the fluffy hair he had the last time you saw him. 

“What are you doing here ? How’d you find me?” Eddie asked, he was shocked to see you and you couldn't blame him. You were shocked to see him and you came looking for him. 

“Uh- honestly I don’t know” you chuckled, “to which question ?” he looked over at you

“Both” you gave him a smile. 

“Yeah, okay. You need to go, I have a shift” Eddie tells you. “Eddie, we don’t have any calls right now. They can stay, I don’t have a problem with it” Bobby tells him, Eddie nods. “I get that Cap, but I have a problem with it” Eddie turns to you. “You need to go” he tells you again, you didn’t want to fight with him, especially in front of his team so you nodded. Turning back towards the team, you give them a smile, “it was nice to meet all of you” 

Heading down the stairs, the sound of footsteps behind you makes you stop, looking over your shoulder. Buck was behind you, “y/n wait!” 

“Everything okay ?” 

“Oh yeah, where are you staying ? I’ll talk to him, maybe he’ll change his mind” 

Buck was sweet, his efforts were appreciated. “Do you have a pen or a piece of paper?” Buck pulled a pen out of his pocket, he couldn't find a piece of paper so he stuck his hand out for you to write on instead, you chuckled. Writing down the address and your number, you hand the pen back to Buck. 

“That’s the address and my number. The number’s for Eddie or for you if he doesn’t want it” you smile at him, Buck’s cheeks got red. Poor guy was flustered which made you smile, at least your charms still worked on someone. “Seriously though, thank you Buck. It’s nice to know Eddie has people that care about him” Buck gives you a smile, watching as you watch out of the station. 

Buck wasn’t the only one who watched you walk out, Eddie did too, from the balcony. The topic of you and your visit was dropped. No one asked any question or said a word. The day went on as a normal shift. 

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S3 ep5

Current emotional status: FEAR

Cthulu Max has been on the rampage for a whole week!?

Ew, the narrator

Oh man, are they sending the airforce after him?

I really like Cthulu Max's design

Momma Bosco 💗

Oh hey, Norrington and Papierwaite are alive.

Superball are you saying you tried to send the Maimtrons up Max's--

Also he's acting president while Max is... deposed of.

Superball is only giving Sam until 6am :(

Featherly!

"Wandering around the moleman tunnels is no fun without Max."

"You got it all wrong, we're trying to help Max." "We will help him... to a generous serving of ass whooping."

"That is one rabbit who will be multiplied... into 2,000 smoldering pieces."

Carol ran off with Blustet

"I only want her to be happy, is all." Aw, Curt

Superball just admitted to having separation anxiety from Max

Ok Momma can't come but Papierwaite and Norringron can.

I like Norrington :)

GASP

Is it?

It is!

SYBIL!!!!

RETURN OF THE QUEEN

Oh, she is very pregnant

She was a wizard at one point?

She's gonna help!

Superball there's no such thing as acceptable losses

Abe has his body back

"Four score and seven tons of raw power"

HE CAN FLY NOW!?

Sybil, I love you, but why did you mod someone else's car???

Grandpa Stinky I love you

Oh, he just handed us the recipe for once.

Asdfff the spore maxes swarming Grandpa

They stole Grandpa's hotdogs

"We must feed the host! Piglets and sphinkters make us stronger!" "We regret nothing!"

Grandpa hasn't slept in three years

Sam just casually taking the last of Grandpa's corndogs

The spores are trying to get it

Lol Sam slapped them

Sal's alive!

He's hiding from Sam :(

Lol we can control Cthulu Max with Corndogs

Ew, the cornstarch got mixed in with the giant puddle 🤢 Looks gross

Love how Sybil completely ignores the Flaming Max head

Also the look of disappointment on the spore's face made me laugh

Fifth trimester???

The way the one Max spore by Grandpa's truck is bobbing in circles with his mouth open is making me laugh.

Sam showing concern for Sybil because she’s preggers 🥺

Her being pregnant with Abe's child implies that statues have working genital in this universe

She put a weiner scented airfreshener in the desoto

At least Sam and a Max spore seem to like that (of course they do)

"Sybil you're the best!" Hell yeah she is!

Sam's mind went to the color bar codes to prevent being traumatized by Sybil's oversharing

We drowned the desoto

Asdfgh Sam just botched slapped one of the spores for trying to say "that's none of your damn buisness."

Ew, Max's spine is pointing out

Oh hey, Satan and Jurgen

Why is Jurgen wearing his old fashioned clothes instead of his emo clothes?

Lol Sam snuck into frame to shout "Go Mets! New York rules!"

"--besides it's just a good and noble thing to do." "You're not familiar with my previous work, are you?"

"Sam, what happened to you to make you so cynical?" Gee, Jurgen, I wonder what could have possibly happened.

Oh so the water tower counts as vegetable oil because Momma did something to it

Pfft we can replace Satan's microphone with a corndog

Omg they jumped off the building to avoid Max

Oh, they're fine, and the oil is in the giant puddle.

I'm thankful to Featherly for giving us an egg but I'd have preferred not to watch him lay it. Granted it was just in a cartoon way but he still made weird noises

Also TRANS FEATHERLY 2021

"I desperately wanted to see that, sir. Ask him if he'll lay another one."

Oh hey, the Flaming Max heads helped heat up the giant desoto corndog

Since I'm playing this in 2021 the Maimtron's song references are super dated, which defeats Superball's efforts

Oooh! A unique opening sequence???

Oh this music is jazzy af

Sam really doesn't like the Max spores

Sam how do you already know what Max's insides look like???

"Even when he's not a collasal monster Max's food comas can last for weeks."

Ok we wake Max up with the coffee beans, right?

Yup!

The gi Max spore is so sad he doesn't get to come 😢

"But I'm a horrible monster!"

"I suppose Max's brain always looks like a living room?" "Well, Max is host to all kinds of weird parasites, and he likes to he a good host!" WHAT

No really, this brings up so many questions about lagomorphs. Are they some kind of Symbiote or something?

And a previous episode confirmed Max is amphibious

Max has tumors!!!

It shocked Sam!

"Eugh! Get away fake Max!" "Do you find my warmth... alarming, Sam?"

"What do nightmares taste like, anyway?" "Pepsi"

Max wants to be author 💗

He also writes fanfiction about Flint 🤣

I'd unironically read his books.

Tina Belcher voice: Friend fiction

Max has an experimental fusion jazz band???

"He just killed a great white shark--"

Max being completely unable to describe a woman is very gay of him. Good for him.

Max's brain teleported everyone to different parts of the body.

Found Sybil in the gym/legs

The brain is broadcasting Sam's thoughts???

Sam couldn't think of a joke for the medicine balls :(

"Wow Max is looking pretty buff. Would it be too weird if I asked him to turn around?"

Sam! Stop thinking bad things about Sybil's pregnancy she can hear you you putz!

She's upset with him now

"Can you believe this guy?" "I find the entire situation to be very contrived and misogynistic." Same spore Max, same.

Sam stop being so mean omg!

"I changed Sybil, I totally get the whole parenthood thing now." "Really now?" "Tax deductions."

In Max's inventory now

Y'know, I never really thought about it as a storage house

Hit The Road reference :3

Baby roach hatched in

"Pa..papa?" "Now I am little champion, now I am!"

Max has a Maximus shrine

Sam turned into a roomba!

Aw, he named it Sam Jr 🥺

We won Sybil back through his love of Sam Jr

Found the conjoined twins

Huh, Max lost as eye. Does that mean he has a glass one, or do lagomorphs have regenerative abilities?

Pfft we have to play twister to control his arma

The brain is messing with things again

Oh, we need a roach to operate the game because of radiation

Well, let's kidnap Sal

Oh, poor Girl Stinky. She's really going through it

Aw, Sal feels bad

Sal?

Honey, are alright?

He's dying???

He's not immune to irradiation!?

Oh no, he's gone

I'm so sad 😞

Gotta pick up Sam Jr. Before I control Max

They mad Max do a magical girl pose

Ugh the narrator is back

Wait, what?

He's Max's brain??? SUPEREGO???

WHAT

"I was always ignored" Yo if my super ego was as pretentious as you I 'd ignore it too 😤

He wants to kill himself and Max???

I know Max had a self loathing complex but holy shit

The super ego is perfectly fine with destroying half the east coast what a jerk

Just noticed Sam's tie is red. Had no idea about this while drawing PI!Sam lol

We have to help Max get his memories back to use the ASTRO projector

Skunkapes has three Sam clones imprisoned

Sam had canon ocd?

Gasp Gordon???

No, it's Sammun Mak

I love him, little child tyrant

Just make him a mobile brain in a jar and let Sam and Max adopt him

Why is Grandpa here?

He isn't talking like Stinky

Too polite

Sam sees it too

He's a space gorilla

They switched brains?

Found the cloning g chamber

Let's go to Momma's first

CONE OF SHAME CONE OF SHAME CONE OF SHAME

Superball is "wracked with guilt"

"Keep it together Superball. Sam will be able to save the day. He always does."

Ok, let's go to the cloning facility

I'm still thinking about poor Sal yo

FLIIIIIINT!

He's punching space apes!

Girl Stinky really playing up the evil Mistress role

The doggleganger has a bomb on him!!!

Wait so Girl really is a mermaid??? I thought that was just her aestetic

God I love Flint

Haha we tricked Skunkape with scooby doo villain tactics

Got the robot

Her water broke... and it was pennies

Max wants to save Sybil! 😭🥺💕

Super Ego is here

Oh now he wants to save Max

The only thing here are those records

Super Ego waved goodbye

Cthulu Max is cute when he cries

Wait What?

His head is on fire!

The maimtron hit him!

He waved goodbye... and teleported away.

He exploaded!!!!

He promised he'd take Sam with him and he didn't!!!!

AAAAAAH

I thought the dead Max thing was popular angst fanon fic thingy!

We're cloning Max?

It didn't work 😭😭😭😭😭

Superball ran off crying

Oh God the credits are just Sam walking sadly what the hell

He's not even stopping to fight any crime 😢

💔💔💔

God the way he's clinging to himself

What?

The elevator???

MAAAAX

he's back???

Past Max???

He blew his Sam up???

Wait hold on I'm glad they're together again but this doesn't fix anything

There's so much trauma from this season

All the horrible things that happened during 301-304 happened in like 3 days tops, then Sam had to deal with Max being a monster for a week before watching him die!

And the new (?) Max had BLOW HIS SAM UP!!!

And they left the franchise like that for a decade????

What the hell?

I want to be happy but this shit is going to consume my brain for the next week at least what the hell

Aaaaaaah!

Like maybe they really do just brush it off but it feels unlikely

I know Max has a connection with his other selves so it'll be easier for him to adjust but certainly Sam is going to notice the discrepancies since he doesn't get the same deal

Someone told me there were multiple endings hold on

Aw, they walked off into the sunrise together

But still

AAAAAAAAH