#ship: babe with the power

[ithinkabouttzu]

Hey Mac! I was wondering for an ask if you could do where the BoB men would take someone on a first date? Thank you!

Where Easy co. would take you on a first date!

a/n: Of course sweet friend! I’m sorry this took so long but as you know, life has been 🫠, but i hope you enjoy! ❤️

genre: Romance/comedy

warnings: cursing?(maybe idk i forgot); my brutal honest opinion

description: Where the men of easy company would take you for a first date and why!

taglist: @executethyself35 @linhkhanhcps @1waveshortofashipwreck @grumpy-liebgott @barbeygirl @samwinchesterslostshoe @ronsenthal @sweetxvanixlla @mstiemountainhop @imaginethatneathuh @goodluckbabeheffron @resting-distressed-face @bossboudicca (If you want to be on this list, let me know!! :))

BoB masterlist

Dick Winters: He's a simple man, might I add also a very romantic man. I think he would go for a classic candlelight dinner. Probably to some fancy Italian restaurant with amazing alfredo. He would pick you up, or meet you but either way he’s showing up with red roses. During the meal he’d be down for some nice conversation and overall he’s very charming. After dinner he’s paying and tipping the waiter generously.

Lewis Nixon: A sophisticated man like himself who occasionally enjoys history is definitely taking you to a museum for your first date. Thankfully he would pay for the both of you. I think it would go pretty well overall. Only somewhat bad thing about the whole date is the fact that he would talk so much about himself and interrupt. I don’t think he would do it on purpose, he really just loves talking any chance he gets lmao.

Carwood Lipton: He’s probably going to take you out to eat for your first date. Instead of a dinner date though, I see him taking you to a really cute cafe for brunch or something like that. He would be so polite the entire time, using his manners and being attentive to you. He’s kind of the opposite of Nix, instead of talking about himself, he can’t stop asking you questions and getting to know you more. “I didn’t know if you were allergic so I decided not to get you some, but I would love to give you a bouquet next time we meet.

Joe Toye: I feel like he’d be the type of guy to invite you to a bar on the first date. Not exactly like a bar but a nice seclusive brewery that isn't super overwhelming to get to, so I guess a pub? He's a fan of getting a couple drinks, relaxing, and talking about whatever is going on at the moment. He’s paying for all the drinks you get. Did I also mention that he’s so damn charismatic during the entire time? Afterward he would be more than welcome to walking or driving you home.

Joe Liebgott: This hottie would probably try to pick a nice dinner restaurant to eat at for your first date but then settle for something a bit more simple, like an ice cream date. You guys could sit, relax, and chit chat while enjoying a nice scoop of goodness (Sounds like an amazing date tbh.) He would of course pay for your ice cream and even take you out to another cool place afterwards (aka his room) if the date goes well.

Bill Guarnere: I feel like he’d definitely be the one to take you out to a nightclub on the first date. He’s all about having fun, and having fun with you, so why not go out and dance while getting to know eachother better? You definitely have to stop him a couple times for trying to grab your ass while dancing. You guys would have good conversation and fun and he’d definitely ask you to come to his place after.

George Luz: George would totally take you to an arcade on your first date together. I feel like that perfectly gives off his vibe. Fun and playful while still getting to know each other better. I'm not getting a Dave and Busters kinda vibe but maybe a cute place downtown that has fun games. (notice how you guys would probably be the only two adults there lol) Ughh it would be totally perfect. (George is so “Boyfriend” yk?) He would of course pay and afterwards maybe a cute kiss?

Moe Alley: I think he would invite you somewhere pretty random for a first date. Maybe wine tasting? It's giving middle aged mom but trust me it would be a total vibe lmao. Both of you would probably be a little tipsy afterwards (Ugh imagine flustered and tipsy Moe) and need an uber home. If he really liked the date I feel like he’d be the type to text you non stop until you guys go out for another date lmao.

Eugene Roe: I fear we’re going to find a common theme here. As much as I love Roe, I think he would settle for a nice dinner date like a good bit of the others. He would probably take you out to a steakhouse with really pretty decor. He would be such a cute gentleman the entire time. A little shy at first but he warms up to you as the night goes on. He's one of those guys that doesn’t want to make it awkward so he tries not to keep too quiet. (Also he would tip the waiter a lot which is a plus.)

Bull Randleman: Okay here me out: An at home dinner prepared by him. I know it’s kinda giving serial killer vibes when a man invites you to his house on a first date but lets go ahead and assume that you two already know each other pretty well beforehand. He gives such a homey vibe I feel like it would be out of his character to go out and spend a 100 dollars on a dinner that he “has all at home” But don’t worry because he can cook a pretty good steak.

Floyd Talbert: I think the first date with Tab HAS to be mini golf. The cute banter between you two while he’s slighting winning, the fake pouting once you take the lead. The flirting between holes and casual chit-chat while playing, he’s the perfect guy for a date like this. He’s so charismatic it's kind of hard not to fall for him after the first date. “We should come back here next week, then you might actually be able to beat me then, sweets.”

Skip Muck: To me I feel like he would want to take you somewhere a little seclusive where both of you can just relax and enjoy yourselves without there being crowds of people there. I could definitely see you and him going to a nice comedy show in town that has some nice drinks and food. It would be so fun for a little date night. Maybe afterwards you guys could stop by an ice cream shop and get some dessert?

Don Malarkey: I think like some of the other guys he would take you out to eat for a first date, but instead out to dinner maybe a lunch date at a diner? One with hamburgers and milkshakes that are to die for. There’s definitely a moment within the date where he’s trying to chug his milkshake and ends up getting a horrible brain freeze lol. Afterwards he would take you to a sweet drive-in movie theater to watch a classic movie. (He’s just the sweetest)

Babe Heffron: This first date has to be at an amusement park of some sort. I mean an amusement park kinda sums up his personality as a whole . Fun, wild, and if you’re there just know you’re having a good time 9 times out of 10. He would dare to go on all of the scariest rides with him. (Cue to him screaming at the top of his lungs right next to your ear. ) He definitely gets a stomach ache from eating all the junk at the park. By the end of the date he's making you take super cute pics in a photobooth

Shifty Powers: I’m really thinking that he would love to take you on a super duper cute picnic! He would set up a picnic table at the park and you guys could hangout there once the weather is nice during the day. He’s such a gentleman the entire time, it's certain that you guys are gonna have an amazing date together. Also his attempt at making a bunch of homemade foods is actually really good, I have a feeling he’s secretly an amazing cook!

Frank Perconte: He’s just gotta take you to a drive-in movie. He knows it won’t be too awkward because the movie will be playing, and if you guys run out of things to talk about then you guys could just focus on the movie. (Major overthinker here) he’s definitely one of those guys who sit there and stare at you intensely while you watch the movie and you can just feel his gaze on you lmao. “I had a fun time tonight, maybe we can go get dinner sometime again next week?”

Ronald Speirs: Again, (like a lot of the other guys) I'm sensing that he would take you on an amazing dinner date. He would probably take you to one of those fancy hibachi restaurants that make volcanoes out of onions and whatnot. I think he would be such a charming person you can’t tell if he’s going to be the love of your life or make you wish you were never born. He’s the type to pull up to the date with one singular rose to impress you lmao.

Johnny Martin: This old head is taking you bowling. (arguably one of the worst date options in my opinion) It’s a little awkward at first, just because the walking back from it being your turn and seeing him staring at you is so funny lmao. Also i can’t forget to mention the fact that he’s oddly super good at bowling?? I mean this man is practically getting a strike every time. “Maybe we should play again sometime, unless you don’t wanna get beat again.”

Chuck Grant: Okay here me out, this guy loves cars and motorcycles and just driving in general, so what would be better than a first date then go-kart racing?? It would be really fun and not too awkward for a first date. Maybe afterwards he could take you to a burger joint where you guys could get to know each other a bit better. But go-karting would originally take the awkwardness out of the first date.

Skinny Sisk : Axe throwing!! He wants to put your skills to the test (and his) with some fun knife throwing (i can’t tell if imagining him throwing an axe is hot or scary. ) Hopefully with a place that also serves food and drinks as well! The entire time he would try to make you laugh with a bunch of corny jokes of his (you can tell off the bat he’s kind of a terrible flirt lol) Afterwards he’d take you home and maybe finish the night off with a kiss?

David Webster: Knowing this guy, of course he just has to take you to an art gallery. He would sit there and try telling you all about some of the art pieces up for show. And after he would take you somewhere that has some really good tasting wine. I think the date would be very lax but also interesting. The more you talk to him all you can think is, “What else has this guy been through?” (I think he’s the type to trauma dump on the first date but can’t hate bc relatable tbh)

Buck Compton: I’m not trying to stereotype but I REALLY would want him to take you to a baseball game for a first date. He would be so excited to tell you all about the sport, he also desperately tries to catch a ball for you to take home. He probably buys you guys a ton of junk to snack on throughout the game and is so easy to talk to while the game is going on. “I know they lost but, wanna try and go out again sometime next weekend?”

Thank you all for reading so much! If you enjoyed, please help a writer out and like or reblog!! 🩷💖💕💝

[bonefall]

jayfeather and moleflight toxic yaoi…

Oh wow there's not even anything in the Molejay tag. Is this pair so rare it's not been done yet?

Jayfeather and Moleflight, toxic yaoi, "I named myself after the time I trounced your angelic ass" and "I've personally assigned my entire afterlife to trying to prevent you from causing chaos." They want to kiss each other sooo bad it makes them look stupid. The rituals, they are so intricate.

[kedsandtubesocks]

after taking the smallest mini break away from my phone because talking to my old college friend got me so down with how judgmental she was about me being a reader insert fic writer and reminding myself l don’t need that type of self centered and negative energy in my life & I just wanna enjoy having fun with y’all

[americankimchi]

hmmmm the problem i am once again confronted with. is that in star wars specifically i consider the romantic relationships to be the LEAST interesting part of the series as a whole. and in fact find myself actively losing interest in a dynamic once romance is brought into it. like shipping is fun and i do enjoy it from time to time! there are SO MANY of these blorbos to pair together!!! but the familial/friendships are where i find myself most captivated and compelled by......

[scarefox]

I mean that in a non-serious, experimental way, but how about them switching assigned ship partners some day?

They could even make a romcom about it ya know. Like two couples fall out of love but fall for the other one in that other couple and then they switch partner and all are still good friends at the end 😌

I wished that's how ship break ups and changes would get dealt with in the industry. But I know it's often due to outer circumstances that don't allow a last drama / movie together. BUT these 4 + management could do it if they wanted to since they are all cool with eo 👀 It's just that there developed some dynamics here that would work well for an on screen work partnership ya know. Just a suggestion.

But after the upcoming projects of course! I am obsessed with SonicNorth as well too.

The thing is they can all have more than one ship partner it would be very neat imo. Like Nut Supanut who wants 200 partners. Topten could too. Like mother like son 💅

(plus: the whole Pit Babe cast is so potentially shipable all over the place, which is nice)

[blorbologist]

O H

oh goodness

Imogen’s distress that the magic that was potentially keeping Laudna alive might be gone (Delilah’s? Inherent sorcerer magic? Sarenrae’s that revived her again? Something else? (Sun Tree truthers rise up)), that Laudna might be dead, and how Laura’s voice cracks and her expression becomes so scared -

contrasting this to her and Laudna’s conversation the eve of the solstice, when they talked about a hypothetical life either without magic (which Laudna initially proposed, full of things she thought Imogen would want) versus Imogen saying she wanted the magic, she wanted them to be weird, and her reaction here suggesting that she might not think Laudna can even be without magic, I’m - 

[piperslovebot]

And what if I said this was my holy trinity?

[cuntoss-inz]

Carlos promotes eg 0.0 instead of peroni and changes his instagram bio from #esseref*rarri to #carlossainz really tells us that he can't wait for leaving that team

[wewontbesleeping]

cities being used as a stand-in for taylor's love only to end with so long, london is too much for me. cities are so vast and full of life and love and people and excitement. their love was of such a magnitude that it could be compared to the grandest cities in the world. new york, paris... london... so long, london. had a good run. oh, the tragedy.

[rotisseries]

NARINES 4EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! what if there were two guys that not only hated each other viscerally on a personal level but also everything they individually stood for and they tried to kill each other and there's no universe where they both make it and they have a hundred differences and a thousand similarities and they both die for drako and this started as a joke but why does narines lowkey go hard

narines will be an absolutely banger #Problematique rarepair when you're famous

[ithinkabouttzu]

HI IT’S KAY!! ok here’s my request

a fellow soldier is shot in the chest, the men rip their clothes off like usual to attend to the wound, not thinking twice about it, and then… BAM! TITS! how do the men of easy company react?

Easy co. finding out you’re a girl!

A/n: Thank you for requesting Kay! You’re the best ;)) @saintmalosunsets

genre: comedy/romance? (i’m not even sure what this is tbh)

warnings: innuendos, mentions of blood and war. (fem! reader, but anyone can read!)

Description: The men finding out that their comrade was secretly a girl after opening their shirt to tend to a wound (mulan style)

taglist: @executethyself35 @linhkhanhcps @1waveshortofashipwreck @grumpy-liebgott @barbeygirl @samwinchesterslostshoe @ronsenthal @sweetxvanixlla @mstiemountainhop (If you want to be on this list, let me know!! :))

BoB masterlist

Dick Winters: To put it wisely, he’s worried, very worried. He’s of course not going to show you or any of the other men that, but he is. I think he probably would've had suspicions before, either that or he flat out knew you were a girl but didn’t say anything for your safety and protection. When he hears of some of the men uncovering your secret he’s there at the scene immediately, his first instinct is to protect you and ask questions later. “Everyone get away from her! Are you alright, miss?” He might develop just a teeny tiny crush that only nix knows about too lol.

Lewis Nixon: I mean guys, he’s an intelligence officer, so of course he’s also gonna have some suspicion like Dick, but he won’t pry on the subject, if you are a girl, who cares? As long as you’re putting in the effort, he really doesn’t give a shit. When you’re hurt and they rip open your shirt all he can say is, “Damn” It’s obvious that he isn’t surprised by the fact that you’re a girl but by the fact that they’re there lmao. He’ll treat you the same afterwards and will probs try and matchmake you and Dick.

Carwood Lipton: He would be blushing so bad, he immediately takes off his jacket and gives it to you so that you have some proper clothing. “You’re a girl?” He is surprised at the fact that he didn't catch it sooner tbh. As soon as he knows you’re okay, all he wants to do is protect you away from the other guys and make sure you are taken care of. “If any of the guys bother you, let me know, okay?” I think he’d be the sweetest about the whole situation, He’d be the type to get you tampons if you were too shy to ask Roe.

Joe Toye: He can’t help but stare, only for like a few seconds though before Roe tells him to cut it out, once he’s brought back out of his trance I think he would make sure you are okay, doing whatever the Doc tells him to do until he knows you will be fine. Afterwards, he tries not to be too different around you. He can’t help but scold himself when he swears around you because he doesn’t wanna make you uncomfortable. He’s like your little body guard that follows you around (That is also secretly in love with you haha.) making sure none of the guys are trying anything stupid.

Joe Liebgott: He hates to be like some weirdo, and he doesn’t mean to stare, he just does accidentally. Absolute bliss would be the proper word to describe his face when your shirt rips open. He quickly beat himself up about it afterwards and makes sure to stay focused on your health and see if you are okay or not. While you’re gone at the aid station he would be a worried mess, his exact words would be, “Pretty girls like her need to be protected at all times”, He stress smokes until you are back, when you are back he’s apologizing to you about staring earlier. (Also like the others, he’s madly in love with you lmao)

Bill Guarnere: Surprisingly, I don’t think he would look as much as the other guys would, his first priority is your safety, and until you are for sure going to be okay, he’s not going to be thinking of anything else. His reaction is a bit late though, like he doesn’t fully realize that you’re a girl, and what he saw earlier was NOT pecks, until you are gone with Roe. He will swear to keep your secret safe with him, your friendship would have either two scenarios: one would be him flirting with you 24/7 until you give him at least one shot. Two would be him taking you in as his little sis and protecting you at all costs. (He would protect you for both tho for sure)

George Luz: He’s like Lieb in this situation (Like a lot of the other guys lmao) he’s in a trance, only a second before he makes himself snap out of it. He’s so surprised though, like, he genuinely had no idea?? It’s such a shock that he has to take a second and process all the information lol. After you come back from being hurt, be ready to be asked a million questions by the one and only George Luz, he’s gotta know how you did it, acting like a boy for so long. From then on, he will be at your beckon call whenever you need him.

Bull Randleman: Before even thinking about it, this gentleman is taking off his shirt and wrapping it around you so that you don’t feel uncomfortable while Roe is wrapping your wounds. He would be shocked but also not really? He always just assumed you were more of a feminine guy and had no problem with it, but after you get hurt then it starts to make a bit more sense of you being a girl. When you get back from the hospital, he's joining Toye as another one of your body guards, absolutely no one is bothering you anytime soon.

Eugene Roe: He’s shocked, very very shocked, but he continues to do his job and make sure you are okay first before anything else. If anyone tried to bother you during your recovery all he would say is “Leave the her alone.” (cue the infamous death stare) Like some of the others, he’s got your back 24/7. You need tampons? he’s got them. You need any kind of feminine products? He’ll get them for you. On a weekend back from Paris, He’d probably gift you a bracelet or something sweet like that. (He also likes you but keeps it strictly professional until the war is over.)

Floyd Talbert: When he opens your shirt and sees everything, no joke this man almost passes out, he doesn't mean to disrespect you at all, and feels kinda like he did for ripping your shirt without any questions, he’s also very overwhelmed at the moment, he’ll have to take a step back and let Roe take over so he can take a sip of water (The mans thirsty alright?) Whenever you come back he’d honestly get shy around you at first (Which is very unlike him lol) but it's easy to say he catches feelings for you after what happened.

Skip Muck: He does NOT believe it's real at all. “Did Malark tell you to prank me? This is gotta be the best one yet!” He’s sure you’re messing with him until he sees that you’re actually hurt and in pain, then he starts freaking out. Once he knows you were okay though he would probably ask you a bunch of questions like luz, he’d also be apologizing for all the times he’s said some inappropriate shit in front of you lmao. He’s left 10 bucks less than before your secret (Yes him and the mortar boys betted on it) “I told you she was a girl!”

Don Malarkey: When your shirt pops open, his eyes pop so far out of his head, like it is so obvious that he likes what he sees. When he sees you are in actual pain though he quits the bullshit and offers you some support, (completely feels bad about looking earlier) he would be the sweetest, all of a sudden he’d start stuttering because he’s so nervous? “Yo-you’re gonna be okay, alright sweetie?” Once you’re away at the hospital he starts feeling horrible for all of the times he’s done or said some embarrassing stuff lol. He apologizes when you return with the guys, (Whilst also being super in love with you like the rest of the fellows)

Babe Heffron: “Oh geez” Like Floyd, he’d feel like passing out. This would be a COMPLETE shock to him, like he is genuinely so surprised he doesn't even know what to say. He makes sure you are okay before saying anything though, he doesn’t wanna make you uncomfortable but he doesn't want to act like it never happened. When you come back from the hospital he’s definitely gonna say some sweet but corny shit like, “You’ll always be like a little brother to me, no matter what you are.” This guy is your wingman when you need one for sure.

Shifty Powers: Like Lip, he’s looking away from your body to give you that privacy, he’s surprised, but he wouldn't wanna show you that and make you uncomfortable. It is obvious that he is blushing badly though. He would take off his shirt to wrap it around your body for the extra privacy (When Roe got you all fixed up.) Once you come back from the aid station he is the guy you go to whenever you need someone to talk to, he’s not a girl, but he’s so understanding and sweet, probably the one who’s chill about it the most.

Frank Perconte: “What the fuck?!” Like a lot of the other guys (unfortunately) he’s going to be absolutely freaking the fuck out. He hates to stare but your wound is right there, on your chest. Should he help you and touch it? Try to work around it as best as he can? He’s conflicted until Roe tells him to go and find another medic. When he does he’s kind of being a flabby mouth about the whole thing (not in a bad way but still.) When he knows you’re alright then he can finally relax, his next plan when you come back from the hospital is to swoon you until you are annoyed with him lmao.

Ronald Speirs: He isn’t surprised, and even if he was he surely doesn't show it. Most likely he probably knew and didn’t want to say anything, mostly because there is WAYY more important stuff going on at the moment in his opinion. Once you get back and are okay his eyes are gonna be on you 24/7. His constant questions are, “Where is y/n? Is she okay? Safe? Anyone?” He’s got like at least 4 guys protecting you and making sure you are okay at all times. If you got hurt again there would be hell to pay for the other men lmaooo.

Johnny Martin: “What the hell?” He is kinda pissed at himself for not noticing before. Once he realizes that you are a girl he sees how genuinely beautiful you are. When you get back from the hospital, He’s going to be the guy who is constantly getting on to the other men when they say something mean or inappropriate around you. “Any of this little fuckers bother you, I’ll hit ‘em up side the head.” Like Bill, he’s going to be your designated older brother (Not by choice, by chance ofc.)

Skinny Sisk: He’s absolutely tongue tied, he can’t say anything, and if he tried he would be a jumbling mess because you are the most beautiful thing he’s seen this entire fucking war. “Wow, thank God for you, honey.” When you get back to full health, this man is definitely going to be giving you all of the sweet talk, so much that it almost gets annoying. When you guys get to Austria he would loot so much shit for you it’s unreal lmaoo.

Chuck Grant: For him it’s love at first sight, (let's be honest this man is THIRSTY for you babes.) He’s kind of mad a little bit too ngl,(not mad at it you ofc) mostly because war is such a nasty and bad place and he would never want you to be apart or around something like it. It’s a bad environment and he wants to take you somewhere nice where you don’t have to be around a whole lot of annoying men. (His words not mine.) He’s pretty much the sweetest guy who will ALWAYs protect you!

David Webster: Bro is actually freaking out. Like having a full blown panic attack. I feel like he would have to take a step back and think about it before saying anything to you. (he probably won’t be able to help you after you’re hurt because he’s so shocked afterwards) he also feels kinda betrayed by all of it? Like he doesn’t get why you would keep the secret from him for so long. Once you and him both came back from your injuries I think he'd be all good tho and just glad to have you back.

Buck Compton: He is so shocked, like shocking in a good way but also a bad way? “I knew she was too pretty to be a boy” He’s tough like Toye, ready at your beckon call to beat up anybody who even THINKS of messing with you. Once you come back from your injury he would make sure to keep you extra close when the bullets start flying. He’s like a cool older friend that’s always there, for the most part. (also like the other guys is a big simp for you too)

THANKS AGAIN KAY!! LOVE YOU!!! If anyone else enjoyed this, please make sure to like or reblog! 💗

[tinybibmpreg]

next cross-posted pit babe fic. this time my first from my Mama Way AU where Way is Martin's other biological parent. also mpreg Way

inspired by people commenting 'is this what charlie is up to while faking his death' under his actor's tiktok of himself jet skiing. + combined with my thought of 'what if Way went to stay where Pete sent Martin in my au lmao' = 'what if charlie and way encountered each other'

i'm on ao3 @ Bubbaknowlton

I Thought You Died

“Way, do you have a swimsuit?”

Way startled as the voice of one of two older people he was staying with suddenly cut through the silence of his bedroom, his body jolting and a hand instinctively going to his belly. He bit back a curse and looked over at the doorway. The beta woman had her hand up in a fist against the doorway, so he’d somehow missed her knocking even though he hadn’t been asleep. Not a great sign, indicating just how lost in his thoughts he’d been. She waited for him to sit up, swinging his legs off the side of his bed, before she repeated her question.

For a moment he just stared at her, completely confused as to why she would be asking him that. The house didn’t have a pool. “Uh, no,” he finally managed to reply. He’d only packed a small bag of his clothes to bring along before Pete had gotten him out of the country and hadn’t grabbed any swimwear. Going swimming hadn’t been on his mind at all when he was worried about being found by his foster father. He hadn’t even known where Pete was bringing him at the time, and felt rather lucky that the climate was similar enough to what he was used to, that he hadn’t brought clothes that would be too cold or warm.

His more form-fitting clothing was getting too tight for him now as his belly grew, so Way doubted his old swim shorts back at his condo would even be comfortable anymore. He really needed to get new clothes, he thought, but dreaded the idea of going out to buy some.

She smiled and brought her other hand from behind her back, where she was holding a small shopping bag. She set it on the desk by the door, where a previous bag had been left after he'd asked for a few essentials but hadn't been willing to leave the house to get them on his own. If he couldn't bring himself to leave for new clothes, there was no way he was going out for something small like toothpaste. “Now you do. Get changed and see if this fits. You need a distraction from that awful accident your teammate was in. Ever since you saw that on the TV the other night you’ve been holed up in your room. It’s a nice day today- taking Martin to the beach will cheer you up.”

Way held back his urge to correct her upon hearing her call Charlie his teammate. But that would possibly open up a conversation he didn’t want to have, as he didn’t feel like explaining that it bothered him more that Babe would be grieving over Charlie, not that he himself was particularly grieved about the young Alpha. Sympathy and worry for Babe and anxiety about knowing that the accident was surely Tony’s doing and that it very well could have been him that their foster father had turned on next if he hadn’t been whisked away was what had kept him in his room.

“Taking Martin to the beach?” he echoed instead. “Are you going as well?”

To his surprise, she shook her head. “I’m going out to get what my husband needs to cook dinner. You boys need to go have fun. It’s not good for you to be so depressed, not in your state. You need some sun and quality time with your pup. For you and the baby.”

“But-”

“It’ll be fine, Way. Martin is a good boy. You don’t need to worry, the two of you will have fun.”

Since going to stay with Pete’s ‘family,’ he hadn’t really spent any time alone with his pup. Pete’s adoptive aunt and uncle didn’t seem too thrilled to have Way there, and he didn’t blame them. He’d left Pete and Martin as quickly as he could after the pup had been born three years earlier, and now he was here only because he’d taken Pete up on an offer to get away from Tony’s reach until some kind of plan currently in the works was done that would take the man and his trafficking empire down. Way doubted the minor breakdown he’d had when he’d found out he was pregnant a few weeks after being dropped off had done him any favors toward winning them over. As a result of all that, they’d been content to leave him to himself and continue being the ones solely responsible for Martin’s care.

Until now.

Pete’s aunt closed the door to let him change, and Way had no choice but to get up and grab the bag. In it was a dark blue swim shirt and black lined shorts, which appeared to be his size. Briefly, he wondered how she’d known his size, then figured she must have checked his clothes while doing laundry. The swim shorts had a little omega symbol stitched onto the brand logo, so they were somehow maternity wear.

They fit perfectly, to his surprise. The swim shorts had a stretchy portion on top he could pull up over his belly, keeping them in place, and the shirt wasn’t oversized but still managed to do a decent job of hiding his baby bump. It was almost impressive, especially as he considered how much bigger he was at this point than he had been when he was expecting Martin. But, he supposed, that made sense. He’d been incredibly stressed during his first pregnancy, terrified of being found out and hiding it for as long as possible to keep racing and training. He’d hardly showed until much later, and even then he hadn’t gotten too big. Now that he was spending all his time at his (sort of) in-law’s home with much lower stress, forbidden from smoking and drinking or doing anything strenuous, of course he’d started showing much earlier.

The fact that Pete’s uncle had taken up cooking as a primary hobby in his retirement after Pete had become the next CEO of the Beyond Group company also did Way’s figure no favors. The man refused to let him skimp on any meals.

He grabbed a loose button-up to pull on over the shirt so he’d have pockets for his previously unused keys and wallet, then exited the bedroom in search of Martin and Pete’s aunt. He found them waiting by the front door, Martin already dressed in swim trunks and a hat. He had a little castle-shaped bucket with beach toys, topped with a bright blue and orange Nerf gun that Way didn’t recognize from Martin’s collection of them. As soon as the boy saw him, he beamed and loudly told his father’s aunt, “Auntie, Mama has blue like me!”

Sure enough, his shirt was the exact shade of blue of Martin’s shorts. It was sort of sweet to be matching. The pup hadn’t inherited any of his looks, practically a carbon copy of Pete, so it was surprisingly nice to have something in common, even if it was only their clothes.

“That’s right, little one. You both look very cute. Are you ready to go to the beach with your mama?”

Martin nodded eagerly. “Yes!”

“Good boy. Remember to hold hands while you’re walking, alright? Be a good boy for your mama, now.”

“I will, Auntie!” Martin promised, reaching up for Way’s hand as soon as he was close enough. His little hand was slightly sticky with sunscreen.

After being told how to get to the beach and having two towels handed to Way, the two of them were shooed out of the house. Martin hummed happily, swinging his little bucket as they walked. Way was grateful that Martin was an easy child to talk to. He was quiet and polite, bright for his age, a good distraction from Way’s dread at how he had left the safety and privacy of the house.

It only took a few minutes to get to the beach. Martin tugged on his arm as soon as they hit the sand, getting excited. “Mama, I wanna swim!”

There weren’t very many people around, which was nice. Way could see a few people out on the water on jet skis, and someone kiteboarding. So he let Martin’s hand go, asked for his shoes, and told him, “Go ahead. I’ll set down our towels and your toys.” The pup handed him his sandals and the little bucket, taking just the Nerf gun from it, and then ran towards the water. Instantly, Way wondered if that was alright for him to have done. Was Martin old enough to handle swimming by himself for a minute without an adult right with him? He was only three. With that thought, he just set the folded towels down with the bucket and quickly pulled off his button-up, dropping it half on top of the towels before hurrying after Martin.

Thankfully, the pup had gotten distracted by something before he could get too far and was only just past where the water was lapping at the shore, crouched down with his Nerf gun under the water. Way caught up to him.

“Mama, fill the gun?” Martin frowned at his toy before holding it up to Way.

So that was why he hadn’t seen this particular one before, even though Martin had shown him every foam dart one he had within the first week they’d been reunited. “Oh, it’s a water gun.” After a brief inspection of the toy, he found a capsule on it could be unscrewed. He stepped a bit deeper into the water, keeping an eye on his pup to make sure they didn’t go too far for the small boy. Martin was amazed as he knelt down to submerge the capsule and screwed it back on, then cheered as he got the filled toy handed to him. The boy immediately aimed it at Way and fired a stream of water at his chest.

“Ah. Alright, then-!” Way smirked, cupping a handful of water in his hands to send at Martin, who laughed and reached to splash at him as well. After they’d both gotten soaked, Way wrapped his arms around Martin and let himself fall back, careful not to let either of them go under.

Martin shrieked, “Mama!” Then he burst into a fit of laughter as the two of them almost submerged, squirming to escape so he could aim at him with his water gun again.

Splashing around in the ocean with his pup was cheering him up, and Way soon found himself laughing and smiling so much that his cheeks ached. By the time Martin wanted to get out of the water and play with his toys in the sand, Way had pushed all thoughts of anxiety to the back of his mind. He just smiled and let himself be dragged back to their belongings by his pup.

He spread out one of the towels so he could sit as Martin dumped his bucket over. Way leaned back, propping himself up with one arm while his other hand rested on his belly. The pup settled on digging a sizable hole with a plastic shovel, chattering away now that they’d broken the awkwardness between them.

Together they formed a little mound of sand from what Martin had dug up. The pup gathered some shells and things to stick onto the mound, giving Way his own handful to decorate with. Once they’d run out of acceptable decorations within easy reach, Martin, once again holding his water gun, grabbed a ball from his small pile of toys and tried to gently stick it on top of the mound. It immediately rolled off, given a burst of speed by a sudden breeze, and neither of them was quick enough to catch it before it could roll too far away. Martin got up to chase after it.

Someone walking past stopped the ball with their foot and crouched down to pick it up. They turned to see where it had come from and Way hissed under his breath when he saw the man’s face. He jumped to his feet, his back protesting at how quickly he’d stood up. Seeing Martin, the man bent down to hand it to him. Martin took it back, shyly thanking him. Way desperately hoped he was just seeing things, that it was just some stranger with a very unfortunate resemblance, but hurried over to get his pup away.

“Aww, you’re welcome, noo,” the man responded to Martin’s thanks, patting him on the head. Martin stiffened slightly, not one for suddenly receiving attention from strangers, but then relaxed.

Way bristled. “Martin!” he called.

The pup turned around, beaming. “Mama!” But his smile faded when he saw the look on his father’s face. “Mama?”

Way lifted up Martin, holding him protectively and turning him away. He didn’t actually think Martin was in danger, but he didn’t want his pup anywhere near the Alpha. Especially not now that he was close enough to see the man somehow was who he thought he was, even though that shouldn’t have been possible.

“P’Way?!”

“Charlie!”

The two of them stared at each other for a moment. Then, they both exclaimed, “I thought you died!”

Sure enough, it was Charlie. Even though he’d seen the accident on TV, seen Alan’s subsequent announcement that the young Alpha racer had died in the hospital from the injuries he sustained in the crash and that the team would be pulling out from races for a while. Charlie, however, looked relatively unscathed. Save for a few bruises and the now shocked expression on his face, he was the picture of a happy beach-goer. He had only swimming trunks and his usual necklace besides a bag slung over his shoulder, as well as his ridiculous glasses that Way had the sudden urge to smash but couldn’t with a child in his arms. His skin was sun-kissed and his hair slightly wet, and it seemed he’d come from the direction of a small dock where some jet skis were parked.

Way found his voice first after their shared outburst, snarling, “You died in that accident!”

“Uh-” Charlie looked panicked. “I’m not Charlie. I’m-”

Was he really going to pull something like that as if they hadn’t just recognized each other? Way bared his teeth.

Charlie, so flustered by their encounter, could only manage an obvious lie, “I’m his twin?”

You asshole! Way wanted to scream. But months of cohabiting with a small child had made him better at holding back any swears. “Nope,” he hissed instead. “You’re supposed to be dead, Charlie.”

The young Alpha decided to gloss over his fumbled lie as if he hadn’t said it. Way decided to as well. It was just too pitiful to dwell on. “Huh? So are you! You’ve been gone for months. Everyone thinks Tony captured you. I thought for sure he’d killed you.”

Way was certain that Charlie sounded almost disappointed, even though he just sounded surprised. He wanted to throttle him. “I left to avoid that. You better not have told Babe I died!”

Charlie shook his head. He really was like some kind of ridiculous dog. Way didn’t find it endearing at all. It was just infuriating. He couldn’t understand how Babe could tolerate it, much less find it so charming. “No way! He’s heartbroken that you’re gone. He’s sure that Tony is keeping you trapped somewhere. It was so hard to keep him from going after Tony himself to try to find you.”

It was very nice to know that Babe missed him and was willing to do that to attempt a rescue, Way thought. But now wasn’t the time to be pleased about that.

“So you what? You faked your death?”

Charlie rubbed the back of his head. “Er…”

He really was the most irritating person alive. Way couldn’t believe it. “Why would you do that?! Does Babe know you’re here?”

“No.”

Way’s voice rose, “You-” There was a little muffled sound against his shoulder. Right, he thought, Martin. Not wanting to scare him, he lowered his volume, “-agh! How could you do that to him?! Do you know how upset he must be?”

“Jeff said it’d be fine.”

Of course his shady little brother was in on this too. Way felt as equally vindicated as he did outraged.

“Why?”

“It’s to- wait, you’re pregnant?” Charlie looked down at his belly. “Is that kid really yours?”

Way felt incredibly grateful that his swim shirt had a high collar, hiding the mating mark on his neck that Pete had given him on the flight out here. He didn’t need Charlie pointing out that as well. But he’d only just gotten over his anxiety about being seen visibly pregnant. No one was supposed to know who he was here, and it was obvious anyway that he was a parent with how he had Martin with him. But then Charlie had shown up. He pulled at his shirt with one hand even though it was too late. Charlie had already seen.

“Yes,” he replied, even though he thought it was unneeded. Clearly, he was pregnant, and Charlie had heard Martin calling him Mama. Did Charlie really think he would let some child that wasn’t his call him that?

“Oh… Well, I won’t say anything if you don’t, so-” he stopped at the look on Way’s face. Way hoped he didn’t look too anxious, trying to school his features to a more blank expression. Charlie’s voice got more serious. “P’Way. I’m trying to stop Tony. That’s why I faked my death.”

“Sure.”

“Really. I want to protect P’Babe.”

Way really wished Pete had told him a bit more about the plan to take down Tony. Did it include Jeff and Charlie? Maybe he shouldn’t have been so quick to thank his man so thoroughly as soon as the Beyond Group private jet had finished taking off. They really should have talked more. Then he wouldn’t be so uncertain.

Of course, then he might not have gotten the mark on his neck or the pup in his belly. He wasn’t sure what would have been the better trade-off. It was probably better this way, even though he had to feel threatened by Charlie. Way blamed his hormones for making him nervous.

He decided not to bring up Pete’s name or his plan, in case Charlie and Jeff weren’t a part of it. He didn’t want them interfering. He had far more faith in Pete and whatever he was doing than in those two.

“So why are you here instead of working to stop Tony?”

“Oh! Jeff said I needed to relax a bit before we went forward with things! He’s got things covered.” Charlie brightened up. “Maybe P’Babe and I can come vacation here after everything is over. I know he’d love the jet skis. They were super fun!”

“We’re leaving.” Way didn’t want to deal with Charlie anymore. He felt stupid for being nervous about him. The whole situation was giving him a headache.

“Wait, P’Way! I really won’t tell anyone you’re here, I promise. You and your pups should stay safe. P’Babe would be so sad if something happened to you guys. Does he know about this little guy?”

Well, it was nice to know Babe had never spilled that secret to his boyfriend. “He does, actually,” he replied, smug. Of course, Way had used his powers to make sure Babe and Alan never brought up the pup he’d had, but there was no way he would ever admit that to Charlie. He’d take this as a victory.

“What’s his name? Hey, kiddo. I’m your uncle, Ch-”

“No. You’re not married to Babe. You can’t claim his nephew. Martin, this man isn’t related to you. Don’t listen to him.”

Martin lifted his head as he was spoken to. He glanced at Charlie, frowning. His dark, almost black, brown eyes were narrowed. Charlie gave him a big smile and waved at him.

“Hi, Martin! I’m Phi Char-”

Martin aimed his water gun at Charlie and got a perfect shot straight down the man’s throat.

Way had never been more grateful than in that moment that his son had inherited Pete’s Accuracy power rather than his own. As Charlie doubled over and hacked up the ocean water from his lungs, Way took Martin back to their things and gathered them up as quickly as possible. Once everything was bunched up under his arm, he stepped into his sandals and started walking back to the house.

Before they could reach the road, Charlie had recovered from his coughing fit and ran after them, calling, “Wait!” He grabbed Way’s arm, and Way growled softly. But he didn’t let go.

“Please don’t tell P’Babe or anyone else, P’Way!”

“Charlie. I won’t tell anyone about your awful plan-” Way ignored Charlie’s bewildered echo of the word awful. “And Babe will kill you if something happens to his nephews-”

“Oh, the baby is a boy?”

“No. I don’t know. It’s a surprise. Listen.”

There was a sudden dreamy, starstruck look in Charlie’s eyes that told Way he was imagining whether or not Babe would want it to be a surprise with their own hypothetical future children. Way forced himself to get that thought out of his head and looked at Charlie’s necklace instead of his face before his headache could get any worse.

Charlie let him finish. “I’m not going to tell Babe you’re alive,” Way told him. “And you’re not going to tell anyone I’m alive either. So you should just find someplace else to stay so we never see each other again. Now let go of me.”

He couldn’t even tell anyone if he wanted to. Pete had told him that it wouldn’t be safe for him to use his phone or any other device, so Way ditched his phone and laptop in his condo before leaving. He wondered if he should say that to Charlie. Maybe it’d make him let go.

“Way-” Charlie started.

“Let go, I don’t even have-” Way hissed, trying to yank his arm from Charlie’s absurdly strong grip. He didn’t get why the Alpha was so strong.

Martin started crying, shocking the both of them.

“Ah- Martin…” Way focused on his pup, who dropped both of his toys so he could cling to him. “No, don’t cry, it’s okay-”

“What’s wrong, noo?” Charlie asked. Martin just buried his face against Way’s neck, sobbing harder.

“You’re freaking him out!” Way hissed at Charlie.

Charlie let go of him, immediately looking like a kicked puppy. His eyes shone with guilt. “I’m sorry!”

“Take this-” Way shoved the stuff he was carrying at Charlie to free up his other arm. He adjusted Martin and rubbed his back. Nuzzling him, he said softly, “It’s alright, little one. Shh.”

“Mama…!”

Charlie, flustered at having upset a child, kept trying to apologize. He stammered about usually being quite good with kids, and Way spared a thought to Charlie and Babe’s potential future children. He wasn’t so sure. Way gave him a death glare when he tried to reach to pat Martin’s head again.

Some bouncing and more assurances and shushing got him to stop wailing, but the pup continued to hiccup, tears still falling.

“Oh! Do you want Phi Charlie to get you some ice cream, Martin?” Charlie offered in his cheeriest voice.

“Ice cream?” Martin echoed.

“Yeah! There’s a really nice place nearby. Phi Charlie will get you and Mama- your mama some ice cream, okay?” That seemed to do the trick, making the pup gasp and brighten up. Way didn’t get why Charlie had stumbled over his words in the middle of his offer, but he wasn’t going to dwell on it. The two of them deserved some kind of consolation for having their nice outing ruined. “If that’s okay, P’Way…?”

“Fine. Carry our things.”

To their mutual horror, the person at the ice cream stand kindly told them that their pup was very cute before telling Martin she’d give him extra sprinkles on his ice cream. Way couldn’t bring himself to correct her, staring at Martin to try to figure out how exactly she could have mistaken him for being Charlie’s. He could only conclude she thought Martin was adopted. Charlie quickly told her that they were just brother-in-laws, and Way wanted to snap at him that he was getting far too ahead of himself, but didn’t want to risk restarting Martin’s tears.

A cup of ice cream was all it took to fully cheer up Martin. Way wiped the tears from his cheeks with some napkins and then it was like the pup hadn’t ever been crying. To his dismay, Martin quickly was won over by Charlie, the man good with children just like he’d claimed. Charlie got their stuff organized for them, and Way had to slap his hand to keep him from trying to wipe the ice cream and sprinkles from Martin’s face and hands.

“Don’t touch him.” He grabbed another napkin and cleaned up the pup himself.

“Sorry…!”

Way sighed, hugging his pup. Martin went back to eating his ice cream. “Neither of us will ever tell Babe about today.”

Charlie nodded in agreement. “Yeah.”

[kevin-pls-come-over-for-gay-sex]

poem comparisons

ozymandias x my last duchess: fuck tyranny and these egotistical dicks. also preservation of history

london x tissue: society is fucked. maybe we can fix it with paper/maybe we can fix it by dismantling the church

the prelude x storm on the island: nature is whack and it opened my third eye

charge of the light brigade x bayonet charge: did you know that war causes a lot of deaths

bayonet charge x exposure: war is very slow/very fast. fuck patriotism

poppies x kamikaze: you will not believe how much war has ruined my family

war photographer x remains: ptsd is bad

the emigree x checking out me history: i miss my heritage

[contrieves-moving]

i just think itd be funnier if luz betrays callisto (& bannon) & then they dont gain any power & the person that got them to do the betraying double crosses them in return

[bedazzledpiss]

(Make sure to read the tags before you read this post, just to avoid any triggers, cheers ^^)

I love the idea of Grian being kind of obsessive when it comes to those he loves. Like he will do anything and everything to please the person he loves. He would destroy the world for them if he could, maybe watcher!Grian would

He would kill in their their name, rain blood and chaos upon the world only if it meant to see his love smile. He would destroy and remake the world all for his lover's approval. Because they're everything to him. He's at their beck and call, he's their scary dog so to speak and they are his god, a pure and divine creature who deserves to be worshiped, to have the world in their hands.

[ellena-asg]

Posts that I sometimes find in McDanno tag: "It's straight people who ship Steve and Danny with Cath/Rachel/Lynn/Melissa/any other girl". "Het people can't see McDanno and they are sure that Steve and Danny are platonic like they're brothers LOL".

Me, a) hard McDanno shipper b) seeing very well that their relationships with women are forced/aren't healthy/so on and... c) me being 100% straight: So people like me are like... unicorns? Dragons, yetis, Nessies, fauns (...)? *Squee!* A myth? COOL! 😎😄