#ugh zach is the best

[amarmoria]

Sempiternal 1

⊹ ⭑.ᐟ Yao x Reader ⊹ ࣪˖ᝰ.ᐟ

Synopsis: 10 days in some spa center with your family wouldn't be too bad right...?

Notes: no bcz why doesn't he have fanfics bombarding everywhere?

Next

Wc: 1k

"... right guys?"

Your thoughts were stolen away when your dad snaps his fingers, smiling expectantly between you and your sister.

"Yes, uh, I'm, I'm excited, dad" you try and smile, but it looked like you were pushing a big fat shit so you bit your tongue and focused outside the window. You've already been driving for hours without end, only stopping when you needed to go or when you were hungry, and your phone was no use since the signal was slowly fading away due to how far this thing was.

It sounded so absurd when you first heard about it, a retreat in the middle of nowhere? You would've pretended to be happy if only it were your parents who were gonna go, but they successfully convinced your sister, who also succeeded in convincing you.

So you're here awaiting the embarrassment to process in your brain, you haven't had the time to react because a few hours after you agreed to go, they already had your closet packed for the retreat. Your sister looks half as miserable as you, she told you she wanted to try, for Zach, she says he'd want you to be happy, to heal, but how can you when he just, pow, gone?

"Here we aree" Your dad exclaims, parking the car at the center of the covered driveway.

Your mouth forms a small o as you exit the car, the place was big, like it doesn't even look like a mental institution, but you guess it's what they make it so, so the patients wouldn't freak out about being sent to a crazies hospital, if this was any other circumstance you'd think it's a five star hotel.

The front, or whatever the parking box they have with receptions, was filled with homely looking staff— and homely looking plants, which you assume were fake. Your eyes drop to the woman in front of you, holding out her hand. You suppose she's already been talking to you, but you were too busy gawking at the place, the thought makes you red in embarrassment.

You frown and tilt your head, fiddling with the hem of your top.

"Hi, uh, what is..?"

"Your phone miss Marconi?"

"My, my phone? Uh, why would you guys need it?"

"It's a part of the protocols here little miss" She smiles warmly, the noon sun dancing around her curls. Fuck, the protocols, of course it is, you've read some of it from their website, ugh how can you forget, your purposefully embarassing yourself now.

"Oh okay, uh," you gulped and searched around your bag, it took a few seconds before you finally found it, the battery was already blinking red so what choice do you have.

You hesitantly placed the phone on her hand when she smiles, gesturing you to walk up to the steep road ahead.

"Don't get nervous now alrighty? We promise to do our best during your stay here."

"Thank you, uh.."

"Oh! It's Delilah"

"Thank you, Delilah"

🌻

Your dad strolled around the garden happily as usual when Delilah led your family uphill, the building was big, like big big, it looked like a vacation house, with the pool and the open 1st floor, you were grateful for the short moment of peace in admiring the place before they lock you in your cells, your no idiot, you know the whole honey vibe of the place was just a facade compared to the mucky, dark, and real building they'll throw you in when you get comfortable.

You can't help but worry for your parents who believed this was the real deal, what gruesome tortures would they have you do once you settle in, do they whip you for being naughty, or dunk your head in the water if you don't answer properly, and oh would they feed you disgusting year old porridge they probably spat on. You don't trust these kinds of organizations.

"Oh and there's a pool too girls! cool huh?"

You smile gently and nod, you didn't feel like saying anything negative today, you didn't want to upset your dad, he looks so happy about being here you wouldn't want to break it.

"The place is pretty big huh, I wonder what the real price was" Zoe says, casually stuffing her hand in her pockets. "Yeah.."

You were too busy gawking, again, when you bump into a wall wearing a... Beige top.

"Oh! I, uh, I'm really sorry, I didn't," you pause, saying you were openly gawking at the place instead of focusing what was in front of you sounded childish— it is what a child would do, you sheepishly bit the inside of your cheek, fiddling with the hem of your top once again.

"I, I wasn't paying attention, I'm sorry, really—" you stop when you hear a chuckle, the timbre of his voice shaking you, it was deeper than what your used to, I mean, you've always been around your dad who has a lighter voice, maybe it's from being a dad that he's used to using a friendlier tone with kids.

"Nervous are you?"

You visibly heat up, you thought you'd already bit you tongue off by the way your teeth were clenched.

"I, I'm not.."

"I'm joking with you" he chuckles. "I'm Yao, and I'll be one of the staff assisting you and your family during the experience."

"Hey," your mom waves to you direction, you catch the eye of the lady with sunglasses when she shoots you a smile, which you return, though your mom quickly grabs your hand pulls you slong with her inside the house.

"Heather's a mean bitch huh?" You could barely hear the lady when she whispers to the staff— Yao, if you could recall.

"Don't talk to strangers like that"

"What? I didn't, I was—"

"Just be careful hon, ok?"

"Yes mom," you scratch your head, turning your head behind you to see the lady and Yao conversing while she drinks her smoothie, you look down to your hand and frown when you notice your own drink in your palms, your holding it, since when did you have a drink? Were you too distracted you didn't even notice you had one?

[frozenwolftemplar]

Flash Fiction Friday 3/7

I got a little too excited when I saw this prompt; it is too perfect for Carmen! Huge thanks to @flashfictionfridayofficial for posting it!

Title: The Best

Fandom: Carmen Sandiego 2019

Rating: G

Warnings: None (I mean, there's a fight scene, but it's of a kind with canon, so it's very Y7)

Word Count: 1081 (sorry! I really tried and did shave off a couple hundred, but this one needed buildup in addition to five minutes of research said fight scene; this was as short as I could get it without sacrificing ✨style✨)

"Are you sure? 'Cause I can have Shadowsan there in five."

Carmen nodded, never mind Player couldn't see. "Positive." Adding, after a skeptical beat, "It wasn't a bad fall; just a third story window."

"You are the only person alive who would say that."

"And anyway, we don't have five." Carmen slowly picked herself up from amidst the shards of broken glass, letting out a hiss as the movement caused a stab of pain to burst from her chest (hopefully Player didn't hear that).

"I heard that."

Shoot.

"Tigress is still in there," Carmen winced as she braced a hand against the wall of Trinity College. "With the Book of Kells. If we don't act now she gets away and delivers it to VILE. I can't let that happen."

"I get it." Player's voice was earnest in her ear as she slowly eased herself to a stand. "Really. But- gonna be best-friend honest with you- you don't sound like you could win a fight against a sock puppet."

Carmen knew she should contest that, but gritting her teeth against a second, sharper burst of pain as she tried to straighten took priority.

"If you go in there like this, she's delivering more than a book to VILE. Please, Red; sit tight, I'll call Zach for pickup, and Shadowsan can take care of Tigress. Treat her to a pop quiz from her favorite teacher."

Carmen swayed woozily despite the anchoring wall, breathing quick as she waited for the screaming pain to ebb (why did that make it worse?). Despite the attempt at levity she could hear the very real fear in Player's voice, could feel an echo of it in her soul, but answered: "No."

"Is this because of last week?"

She pressed her lips in a silent line, but he heard the answer.

"So you made a dumb mistake! You're entitled to a few; everyone is. Don't go killing yourself over-"

"I'm going back in." Carmen interrupted curtly. "I'll page if I need anything." She shut off the comms before he could protest further.

Carefully pushing herself off the wall, Carmen took a mincing step. Pain yowled from where Tigress's boot had struck before sending her crashing out the window, and something shifted in her ribcage that she knew should be stationary. She grimaced.

She knew Player had a point, just as she knew that they probably could afford the luxury that was five minutes for Shadowsan to get here.

But you were only as good as your last caper; that was the standard she'd been raised with, held herself to her whole life. And on her last- an excursion to Yale to secure the Voyinch Manuscript- she had been an amateur who, in a moment of distraction, had been blindsided by Spinkick from the rafters, allowing Flytrap to get away with the prize.

She had to be better, show that last week was an exception; that she was still the best.

Because she didn't know how to be anything else.

+++

"Paws off the paper, Tigress."

"Ugh!" Tigress audibly rolled her eyes as she turned from the display case, shoving the sought-after book in a bag. "Seriously? What, do you have nine lives or somth- whoa." A smirk wended across her lips as she took in Carmen's haggard and hunched-over appearance. "Impressed. I didn't think you could look worse."

"One last time: back off." Carmen panted, not taking the bantering bait (she already knew she probably looked as bad as she felt; no sense debating the point). She slid into a fighting position, swallowing a wince. Her chest yowled agony with every breath; she ignored it.

"Hmm, I dunno…" Tigress purred, tapping her chin. "I mean, I do have standards for my fights. On the other…" With a metallic chwing! she snapped her wrists, claws glistening in the moonlight glinting off her feral grin. "Who am I to turn down a gift?"

She lunged. Carmen rushed to meet her-

Her chest screamed.

Roaring pain exploded through her, blotting out her vision and sending bile rushing up her throat. She cried out, stumbling.

Tigress didn't waste a second. There was a tearing sound as claws slashed the air, and then ribbons of Carmen's fedora were fluttering around her; her hat had been shredded.

On honed reflex Carmen swung, half-blindly, at where Tigress had loomed in her periphery; her fist met air. The momentum threw her off balance, and what she'd decided must be a fractured rib jiggled; tears burned at the movement. Suddenly Tigress was at her other side, shifting her weight and launching into a roundhouse kick-

Then Carmen was sliding across the floor, a new pain in her other side harmonizing discordantly with the aria being yelled by the rib jangling torment in her chest and her voice shattering the night.

When she came to a stop agains the far wall, Tigress was there, leering down at her. "Aw, Got a boo-boo? Don't worry." A claw of a grin cut through Carmen's streaming gaze. "The Faculty will make it all better."

No…

She tried to get up, to move, to at least lift her head to meet her demise with dignity, but her chest hurt too much, her head was spinning, and she could hardly breathe, the action hurt so much. Still grinning, Tigress reached into a holster for her phone. "Wonder what I should do with the bounty I'll be claiming? I'm thinking-"

All at once, her jaw went slack and she dropped heavily to the floor, the phone falling from her senseless hand to land at a pair of familiar boots.

Tears of relief joined the ones of pain as Carmen watched Shadowsan step heavily on the phone, destroying it with a quiet crunch. Quickly, he tied up Tigress, relieved her of the bag, then crouched in front of Carmen. "Player called me."

She could have sobbed, if breathing wasn't murder.

He looked her over, brow taut with worry. "What hurts?" Do not," he held up a hand as she opened her mouth. "Say you are fine."

"My chest," she whispered, giving up.

"Does it hurt to breathe?"

"…Yeah."

He grunted sympathetically. Gently he worked his arms under her and lifted her up, taking care to not jostle her too much. He headed for the fire escape. "Ivy and Zach are waiting with the van. You will be okay."

Carmen said nothing, eyes fixed on the bag swinging at his hip.

No, she wouldn't.

She had failed again.

(A/N: yeah, I punctured Carmen's lung 😁)

[funnyjb]

So High School

…………………………………

(2014)

“Ugh.”- you

You go and shut your alarm off.

It’s 6:00am on a Friday fall morning in Athens. Tonight is the football game where I will be cheering at and of course cheering for Joe.

I get up and go into my bathroom to get ready. I do my skincare and blow out my hair. I exist my bathroom and open my closet doors to get my cheer uniform out. I put it on and head out of my room to go downstairs and get a quick thing to eat before I head to school.

“Hey Mama!”- you

“Good morning, sweetheart!”- your mom

“I got to go but I will take an apple on the way!”- you

“Y/n, just make sure to eat something for lunch. Don’t wang you running on an apple all day.”- your mom

“Will do, mama! Love ya!”- you

You closed the door behind you

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(At school)

I walked into school juts a couple minutes before the bell rang so everyone was still walking around the halls or chatting with their friends near their lockers.

I walked to my locker to put away my Science notebook and my English homework. As I was putting my work away I saw Joe. My best friend since the third grade. He was putting stuff away in his locker. I walked over to him with a pep in my step.

“Hey!”- you

“Hey, y/n”- joe

I noticed something was off

“Is everything ok?”- you

“Yeah, it’s just I’m kind of nervous for the game later tonight. I just feel like there is a lot of pressure on my right now.”- joe

“Joe, you are going to be amazing out there like you always are. You’re an amazing quarterback and really good at making that ball go where it needs to. I wouldn’t worry so much about it, ok?”- you

“Thanks, y/n.”- joe

“Of course!”-you

“I got to get to class, see ya later?”- you

“Yep!”- joe

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(Game time)

“And welcome to Friday night football here in Athens! It’s a lovely evening and a lovely night to play some ball!”- announcer

The crowd was cheering and chanting. I was on the side lines cheering.

“G-O- B-U-L-L-D-O-G-S!”- you

“And here they are folks! Please welcome your very own Athens High School Football Team!” - announcer

The crowd roared

“Woooooo! Yeah, Joe!”- you

I put up my Pom Pom’s. Joe looked so cute in his uniform today. His bleach blond hair was just so cute.

I saw Joe walking over to me once he heard me call his name.

“Hey, y/n!”- joe

“Hey,Joe! You are going to do great out there! I believe in you QB!”- you

“Thanks, y/n, means a lot.”- joe

I winked and told him to get back out there.

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(After game)

I was standing outside near the concession stand where all the families and friends wait for the players. I was holding my cheerleading bag and talking to one of my friends who was talking about Zach who she has a crush on and is Joes best friend, but then I heard someone call my name.

“Y/n!”- Robin

I turned around to see who it’s was

“Robin!”- you

I went to go hug her. I knew Robin ever since I was six years old so she was like a second mom to me.

“Hey, sweetheart! You looked so pretty out there and those flips were flawless.”- robin

“Aww thank you, Robin! Where’s the rest of the family?”- you

“Oh, they are waiting in the car. They can’t wait for to long when they are tired, you know.”- robin

I laughed

“Yes, I do, but Joe should be out in a few.”- you

“Ok, good! Well I’m going to keep the boys company, but once you see Joe will you tell him we are in ten car waiting?”- robin

“Of course!”- you

“Thank you, sweetie! I’m so proud of you and I will see you tomorrow, love you.” - robin hugged you

“Thank you! Love you too!”- you

Robin walked away and to the car.

It was only a couple minutes later when the boys came out. Joe was wearing his green leather man jacket and his sweatpants white his bag on his shoulders.

“Hey, winner!”- you

Joe laughed

“Hey!”- joe

“That was a great game, you should be proud of yourself.”- you

“Thanks, y/n! You did great out there too!”- joe

“Thanks!”- you

“Hey, where are you my parents?”- joe asked looking around

“Oh, they told me to tell you that you need to meet them at your car.”- you

“Ok, good, because I want to show you something.”- joe took your hand

“Oh, um ok.”- you

He lead me to under the bleacher which were a few feet away and nobody could really see us.

“I just wanted to tell you this.”- joe

He put his hands on your cheeks and pulled me in for a kiss.

I was shocked! Joe burrow, my best friend ,was kissing me!

I grabbed his arms and leaned more in. After a few minutes he pulled away.

“Been meaning to do that all my life”.- joe

“Oh,really!- you smiled

“I love you y/n and not just as a best friend way. You make me so happy and you are the only one that helps me through the tough times. I want you y/n. I want you to be mine.”- joe

“Then I’m yours.”- you smiled

“Really?!”- joe

“Yeah!”- you

He leaned in for a more passionate kiss this time.

“I love you too, Joe.”- you

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[violetpurpleviolet]

Supernatural , Season 5 , Episode 16

Dark Side of the Moon

“You wanna spend the rest of your life knowing Dean Winchester’s on your ass? Cause I don’t.”

Dean relaising he is dead “I’m dead”

Cass - “Condolences”

Also is it Cas or Cass?

Aw , Sam believing that Dean can get into heaven but he can’t .

Guys, Dean wuvs hugz.

“It’s okay mom , Dad still loves you , I love you too, I’ll never leave you” We heard Dean say this as an adult in his memory to his mom. But can you imagine a 5 year old kid saying that to his mom? Can you imagine how scared he might have been to have to go to that extent? I feel like they shouldn’t have let it affect Dean.. ?

“I just never realised how long you’ve been cleaning up Dad’s messes” I feel like until this moment Sam was jealous , that Dean was getting all the attention from Mary , but once he realised how it was badly affecting Dean , and how Dean was the one comforting his mom , Sam realises that he shouldn’t be like envious of Dean.

AASH????? oooooooh I missed him! Are Jo and Ellen also here?

PAMELA? But no Ellen and Jo :(

How long of living your best memories , until you get tired of them? (Do you think in your heaven you’d be watching supernatural evey time again for the first time)

oh my god wtf? did Zach just kiss Mary! wtf? ugh I hate him , what a dick.

WHY DID THROW AWAY THE AMULET SAM GAVE HIM?

[cartoondrawer]

As the villains had continued their meeting for their next plan, a knock on the door was heard. Everyone went silent as the knocking got louder. Zach sighed and started walking towards the door, although Donita got up, grabbing him.

Donita: “Zach. I don’t think you should open it.”

Zach: “Why not?”

Donita: “..Because we are on your plane. Flying. I don’t know how someone would be knocking.

The door bursted open, interrupting Donita. Floating in the doorway was Indigo, who seemed pissed off. She was being held by one of her robots who had a similar structure to Donita’s mannequins, except they had more animal features.

Indigo: “Ah..the old crew..oh and some new friends?”

As her robot dropped her into the plane, Zach and Donita froze. Indigo glanced at Paisley and Rex, heading towards them.

Gourmand: “Indigo! How are you doing-“

Zach: “Don’t.”

Indigo turned around for a moment before continuing to look at the two newer villains.

Indigo: “Huh. Tried to replace me with them..huh? Maybe next time don’t choose a..tiny option.”

Paisley: “Excuse me?”

Rex was very quiet, staring at Indigo.

Indigo: “Oh? Rex. Haven’t seen you in a long while..”

Indigo seemed to know Rex and was now more irritated. Everyone else had obviously been a bit weirded out, especially Donita and Zach. Zach started yelling out.

Zach: “Rex! You know this woman?!?”

Rex: “I-it’s complicated!!! I-“

Indigo: “What a coincidence!~ Well..I came here for one thing.”

Reaching into her jacket’s pocket, her hand pressed down a button which made the Zachbots purple-ish instead of red.

Zach: “HEY! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?!?”

Zach ran at Indigo, trying to take the button away. But before he could grab her, one of the Zachbots grabbed him by the arm tightly. Gourmand and Dabio were surprised considering Indigo wasn’t like this…at least that’s what they thought.

Gourmand: “What the hell?! What are you doing-“

As Indigo stood there smiling, the rest of the villains got grabbed by Zachbots. Indigo whispered to herself as she opened the back of the plane, revealing they were above water.

Indigo: “Might as well dump you all here now. You guys have no purpose to my plan.”

All 6 of the villains started yelling and protesting over each other, making Indigo groan.

Indigo: “Seriously? You guys weren’t this loud when I was here..I’m getting tired of you honestly.”

The Zachbots held the villains over the edge as they became silent.

Gourmand: “What the hell is wrong with you?!?”

Indigo looked at Gourmand, rolling her eyes. She snapped her fingers as the Zachbots dropped them. She smiled as their screams were heard..getting quieter and quieter…stopping.

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…

Land? Maybe.

Zach woke up to be soaking wet but luckily on sand. He looked around to see the other villains waking up too, they all seemed to be alright.

Zach: “W..what the..?”

Donita: “U-ugh. Sand.”

Dabio: “Donita! Are you alright?”

Donita: “I-I’m fine. What just happened?!”

Zach got up, wiping some of the sand off himself. He turned to Rex who was helping Paisley up.

Zach: “You..you knew Indigo?”

Rex: “…Yeah. She’s uh..an old friend.”

Zach: “Damn it..”

Gourmand: “So what’s going on?! Why did she attack us?!?”

Zach went silent, shrugging it off as if he didn’t know. As everyone else was trying to get sand off and trying to get dry, Donita turned around.

“Oh god.”

The Tortuga. They ended up at the damn Tortuga.

Donita looked back at the others who noticed already, sighing.

Donita: “Should we?-“

Zach: “THERE IS NO WAY I’M GOING IN THERE.”

Gourmand: “I agree!”

Donita: “Well then..I’m going in.”

The rest of them gasped as Donita walked away, heading towards the Tortuga.

Paisley: “I hate to agree with Donita..but she’s possibly right.”

Zach: “EXCUSE ME?”

Paisley: “They are possibly the only people who can actually help us. I think it’s best we get assistance.”

Zach glanced at Gourmand, Dabio and Rex and groaned.

Zach: “FINE. Just this once.”

Paisley nodded as the rest of them caught up to Donita.

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Koki heard a knock, turning to Aviva.

Aviva: “Be careful, we don’t know if it’s that Indigo..”

Koki: “Of course!”

Koki ran to the entrance and pressed the button to open the door. She was frightened by the sudden appearance of their enemies. She almost closed the door suddenly..

Donita: “Wait wait! We need your help..please?”

Koki: “How do I know it’s not a..trick?”

Donita: “I literally-“

She glanced at the villains before turning back to Koki. She whispered.

Donita: “I saved the brothers? Just let us in, we need your help..”

Koki took notice of the villains, realizing they have nothing on them. She sighed and smiled awkwardly.

Koki: “Okay. Just..NO funny business. Alright?”

Zach: “YES! THANK YOU!”

Koki moved out of the way as the villains walked in. Aviva saw as Koki glanced at her, shrugging.

Aviva: “Wha..what’s going on here?”

Koki: “They need help or something…”

Aviva noticed Zach as he turned away.

Aviva: “This isn’t another one of you-

Zach: “NO. Just let us explain!”

Aviva: “Fine. 5 minutes.”

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[sarahsmi13s]

Birthdays, Puppies, and Hayrides

pairing: jake ‘hangman’ seresin x sarah grant (fem!oc)

characters: sarah grant, jake seresin, the seresins, nugget seresin

warnings: language, birthdays, faked kidnapping (prank), protective!jake, mentions of religion and praying, let me know if i missed any

word count: ~3.4k

a/n: this story is inspired by ‘His Little Girl’ (bradley bradshaw x reader) by the lovely @roosterscockpit  ( @milesdickpic​ ) and characters from this story are mentioned. also, yes, the oc is based on me lol (well a fantasy version lol)

i got this birthday piece up later than i wanted, but it's the thought that counts 😂

also, this takes place in 2021

summary: jake gets one of the best birthday surprises he could have asked for

Jake rested his head on his fist, sighing as he looked at his phone.

His birthday had just passed and his family always did something the weekend after, if Jake was able to come home, but he just wasn’t feeling very festive right now. Sarah couldn’t make it to the ranch for the party this year. She’s a teacher, it’s hard to get away to Texas on a random weekend in October.

“Jake? You okay? You look distracted,” Zach, his brother in law, asked as he came in from the kitchen with Blakely’s refilled cup. 

Jake hummed and looked up from his phone, “What?” “I asked if you were okay. Clearly somethin’s up, what’s wrong?” Zach said as he sat down.

Rolling his lips between his teeth, Jake sat his phone down and wiped at his mouth. “Just um… just wish Sarah could be here.” His sisters all frowned a little at him, “Jake…” 

“No, I’m okay. I get that her job doesn’t allow for random trips. And we talked practically all day yesterday when she wasn’t working. Lunch was an entire facetime session. And we fell asleep on the phone. She um, she had gotten ready while I was still asleep.”

He had woken up that morning to Sarah humming along to a song as she had breakfast. Then he rode with her to work and they talked as she got her room set up for the day. They could only text most of the day and they called before she said had to go.

Jake just wanted to do this with her. He didn’t get to spend last year with her because he couldn’t get to Texas having to stay for training the week of his birthday. And this year he couldn’t visit her during her birthday so he hadn’t seen her since he spent a few weeks in July.

Taking a deep breath, he pushed out of his chair, “I just miss her is all.” He adjusted his jeans before pointing up the stairs, “I’m gonna shower and go to bed. G’night y’all.”

Slow ride, take it easy! Slow ride-

Jake groaned as he dug for his phone and turned his alarm off. “No, I don’t have to get up this early, fuck off alarm.” 

He rolled onto his back, forearm draping over his eyes. “Ugh, I hate this, why can’t I sleep in on a Saturday?” His arm plopped next to him, dangling off the bed a little. He turned his head, looking at the pillow next to him. 

He felt a little silly, like he was a teenager again who was cuddling a pillow and pretending it was Daisy Duke or Buffy the Vampire Slayer. But this time he was pretending it was Sarah, her perfume permanently in the fabric of the pillow case at this point. Jake sighed and picked up his phone. He went to his texts, immediately going to Sarah’s contact. He sent a quick, “Good mornin’, I love you. I hope you have a good day 💜” text before tossing his phone down and rubbing his face.

Sighing again, he rolled back over and snuggled the pillow, inhaling the fall scent of toasted marshmallow and vanilla. Sarah changed perfume during the seasons, but he loved the warmth the sweet smokey scent brought him. It just felt like Sarah, it felt like home.

But sadly, he was pulled out of his thoughts when someone knocked at his door.

He grumbled into his pillows, “Whaaat?” “Do ya have paints on?” He huffed but responded honestly, “Yeah.”

The door opened and Paisley stepped in. She giggled a little as she walked over and shook him awake. "Jake, there's a present in the kitchen for you."

 Jake looked over his shoulder at her, his look incredulous, "I'm 27, I don't need gifts." He snuggled his pillow again, “Plus my birthday was Thursday.” “Jaaaake, come ooonn!” He shooed his little away with his hand, “I’ll be down there later, I wanna sleep.” 

Paisley huffed and put her hands on her hips. He really needed to go to the kitchen. "Okay well, mom made bacon pancakes just for you soooo." She teased as she left, slowly exiting and waiting for Jake to respond.

Jake inhaled and rolled over before sitting up, "And I'm up, I'll be there in a second."

She smirked and patted the door as she closed it, "That's what I thought."

Jake grunted as he got out of bed and put a shirt on before going downstairs to the kitchen.

He was still a little groggy when he got to the kitchen, so at first he didn't realize that his girlfriend was handing him his coffee. 

"There you go Darlin'," Sarah said with a smile as she handed him the warm mug of black coffee with two scoops of sugar and a little bit of creamer – just the way he liked it.

"Thank you Sugar," he mumbled sleepily, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as he took a sip. 

Then as he swallowed the bittersweet coffee, his eyes widened in realization and he looked at his mom and sisters, who were grinning ear to ear. "Is she... Is she really here?"

Jake had to be sure he wasn’t dreaming, he wasn’t looking down until he got confirmation that it was really his girl.

“It’s her JT, you’re not dreamin’,” Addison said with a smile as she fixed a bottle for Peyton.

He looked down, his pasture green eyes meeting the warm woodsy brown eyes staring up at him. The corners were crinkled, telling him she was smiling. 

“Hi Cowboy.” 

The moment her honey sweet voice hit his ears, porcelain was hitting marble and he was wrapping his arms around her.

“You’re here! Oh my gosh, you’re here!” 

Sarah giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I’m here Darlin’, I’m here.” Tears pricked her eyes and she could feel Jake’s tears hit her neck. 

They stood there embracing for God knows how long before they pulled apart, both wiping tears.

“I-I-I thought you couldn’t make it! What are you doing here?” Jake asked, his grin still on his face. “It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you now would it?” Sarah teased as she brought him closer and pressed her lips to his. 

Jake smiled against her lips, threading his hand into her hair as he wrapped his other arm around her in an attempt to pull her as close as possible.

Sarah’s hand cradled the back of his head, her manicured nails scratching at his scalp gently as her mouth moved against his. Her other hand cupped his cheek, her thumb moving back and forth on his scruff.

After a few moments they pulled away, softly laughing as they rested their foreheads on one another.

She giggled as she swiped her kiss swollen lips with her tongue before rolling them together.

“Happy birthday, Jake,” she said softly with a lovesick smile.

“Thank you, Sugar,” he smiled and kissed her nose. “Best present I could have gotten. I was prayin’ for this.” Sarah teared up a little before patting his chest, “You have one more present.” 

He chuckled, “Honey, havin’ you here is enough of a gift. I doubt you could top it.” Sarah raised her eyebrows, “Well, we’ll just have to see about that. Won’t we?” He hummed before pecking her lips, “I guess so.” 

Sarah hummed as well before pulling back, “Close your eyes and sit down. I’ll be right back.” Jake nodded and did as told, sitting at the kitchen table.

“What do you think she got you Jake?” Tilly asked as she got the plates and cups down. He shrugged, eyes still closed, “I don’t know. She could have made me something and I just know that I’ll love it.” 

“You’re so cheesy,” Delilah chuckled, shaking her head fondly at her son. “I get it from Dad, Ma.” “Got that right.” 

“Okay,” Sarah’s voice came from around the corner. “Your eyes closed, Lieutenant?” “Sure are, Coach.” She couldn’t help but giggle and roll her eyes, “Pay? Are his eyes actually closed?” “They are Sarah, buuuut,” Paisley went over and covered Jake’s eyes. “Okay, c’mon on in.” 

Jake heard Sarah giggle before hearing her pad over, “Alright, open your eyes.” 

Jake did so as Paisley moved her hands and his eyes went straight to the little bundle of black and white fur in Sarah’s arms. 

He jerked his head up, “You did not.” She nodded, giggling as she scratched the little guy’s neck, “I did.” She carefully put the pup in Jake’s arms. “I remember you telling me about Duke, and the pictures you showed me. I saw this little guy and thought he was a spitting image of Duke when he was that size.” Jake teared up. He told Sarah about Duke after he saw her border collie, Raven. It was such a fleeting conversation that happened months ago. It was followed by the immediate talk of where they should go camping and Duke wasn’t brought up much after that.

So to see that she remembered not only the dog’s name but the four photos he had shown her? It choked him up.

He sniffled and looked down at the pup, “Hi buddy.” The pup immediately licked at Jake’s chin, “Oh yeah, hi hi,” he chuckled before kissing the pup’s head. “Where did you find him?” 

“A local shelter actually,” Sarah said with a soft smile as she sat down. “He was um… He was the last of his litter to get adopted. His mama was found wandering around the silos in Waco. And affectionately they named her Maggie. Sadly she didn’t make it after the birth… But all 6 pups did.”

Jake leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her lips, “Thank you. I love him.” Sarah smiled, “I’m glad. You wanna learn what the shelter named him?” “Of course, I do.” Her smile widened, “His name is Nugget.” “Nugget?” She nodded, “I can tell you why.” “Please do, I’m curious.

Sarah giggled excitedly, shifting in her seat, “Okay, so I was talking with one of the receptionists and she was telling me about Nugget. I asked her why they settled on Nugget for him and, I swear this is the truth, she said it was because he stole the shelter workers Chicken McNuggets.”

“What?” He laughed, “No there’s no way! This sweet little guy? He would never steal.”

“That’s what I thought! But she showed me proof. This little lunch bandit would steal unattended nuggets. Thus becoming, Nugget.” 

Jake chuckled, the story of how Nugget got his name sounding familiar.

“Sounds a lot like getting a-” 

“Call sign,” Sarah nodded, grinning. “Yeah I thought the same thing… reminded me of you.”

Jake smiled wide at her, his heart fluttering almost concerningly. 

He didn’t think it was possible, but he was falling for her even more. Everything she did just made his stomach swoop and his whole body flushing when he thought about her.

“I love you, so so much.” 

She kissed his lips before standing, “I love you too, Cowboy.”

He watched her walk behind him before looking and Nugget, “Well Nugget and Hangman, perfect duo.”

Sarah looked over her shoulder at him as she got orange juice out of the fridge. She smiled, her heart warming at the sight.

“Well, look who decided to show up!” 

“Ah!” Sarah laughed as she was picked up and shook a little. “Carter Wells put me down!” 

He did and everyone laughed as she hit his chest before shoving him away.

Everyone else filed into the kitchen, giving her a hug before settling for breakfast.

After breakfast, the rest of the late morning and early afternoon was preparing things for the grill and other things for the afternoon. 

Sarah may or may not have been caught watching the Razorback game on her phone while making dirt cake. But no one really cared, Texas wasn’t playing that weekend so they needed some entertainment. 

Jake, his dad, and his brother-in-laws were getting hay bales in the back of the trailer for the hayride.

The kids were outside while they loaded the trailer and Nugget was getting his energy out chasing them and nipping at their heels.

More family members, some of Jake’s high school buddies and some of Tilly’s friends showed up around 4 o’clock. 

Jake was excited again about the event, now that Sarah was here to enjoy it with him. And now they had a cute little addition to the family. 

Everything was perfect.

Once it hit 6:30 and the sun was really starting to go down, Jack got everyone’s attention. 

“Alright everyone! The sun is setting, so we’re gonna get started eating but I think Jake had something he wanted to say?”

Jake put his drink down as he nodded, grabbing Sarah’s hand and pulling her with him to where people could see them.

“Hey, everyone, I just want to say thank you all for comin’ out tonight to celebrate my birthday. I made it one more year,” he said, chuckling as squeezed Sarah’s hand. “And I plan to make it through many more years, don’t think I don’t.” He looked down at her, “I got too much waiting for me at home.”

He looked back at everyone, “I want to say grace before we dig in.”

Everyone bowed there heads as Jake blessed the food before they started eating.

“Okay, it’s 8 o’clock! Let’s get this hayride started!” Jack said, pointing to the trailer and tractor.

Jake pulled Sarah to her feet and toward the trailer, “C’mon we gotta get the good seats!” She giggled, “Hold on Jake, I’m not bringing Nugget with us, not at this age.” 

She turned to Addison, “Will you watch Nugget?” Addison nodded, “Yeah of course, I’m staying back with Peyton.” Zach came over and took Nugget from her, “We’ll make sure he stays out of trouble.”

“Wait, you’re staying?” Jake asked, confused. “Yeah, staying here to help get the bonfire started.” “Oh okay, well have fun being lame, Zach. We’re gonna go see what Tilly and her friends had set up for tonight to scare us. C’mon Sugar.”

Sarah giggled as Jake dragged her to the trailer, helping her up and to a hay bale.

Zach sighed and looked at his wife, “Oh Addie, he has no idea what he’s in for.” She arched her eyebrow, “What do you and Tilly have planned?” 

“You’ll see Adds, you’ll see.”

Jake looked over at Sarah, she was giggling as Ethan tried to tickle her just for her to get him back.

She sighed as Ethan ran to his dad and looked at Jake, “What?” He shook his head, smiling, “Nothing, just still so happy you’re here.” She smiled and leaned over to grab his hand, “I’m happy I’m here too.”

Jake can’t help but lean forward and press a kiss to her lips, “I love you.” “I love you too.”

“Hey JT?” 

“Yeah PT?” 

Paisley leaned against her boyfriend, “Why are you across from her and not next to her?” Jake chuckled and leaned back a little, “Well, I wanted to watch her reactions. And then if she was scared I can bring her over here. But she was laughing the whole time.” 

Sarah shrugged, “I don’t scare easily.” Jake laughed and shook his head, “I’ll get you eventually.”

They all laughed before looking around at the calmness of the ranch as Jack drove back to the house.

The ride was calm, everyone mingling and looking at their phones occasionally.

Then suddenly, arms wrapped around Sarah’s midsection and she was being yanked off the trailer.

Gasping, she reached for her boyfriend, “AAH! Jake! Jake!”

Jake looked up, thinking she had simply lost her balance and was falling. But over her shoulder he can see a hooded figure pulling her back off the trailer. 

Panic rushed through him and he dropped his phone, leaving it to clatter to the floor of the trailer, “What the hell?!” 

Should he have watched his mouth with little ears around him, yeah probably. But his girlfriend was being dragged away by whoever this person was.

Jake got to his feet, moving so fast he nearly fell over. He reached for his girlfriend only to graze her fingers as she was pulled off the hay bale.

“Jake, help me!” Sarah screamed as she was dragged away.

He didn’t think twice as he jumped off the moving trailer, chasing after the figure that was dragging his girl away.

“Hey!”

“Jake!” 

He caught up to them and grabbed Sarah’s hand, pulling her toward him and then behind him. 

Though the figure in front of him was nearly towering over him, that didn’t change the fact this man tried to hurt his girl. He was the only thing between the danger and Sarah; he had to protect her, no matter what. 

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?! Who the hell are you?” Jake wasn’t quiet yelling, but his voice was strong, commanding. His chest was puffed out as his shoulders were drawn back, making himself wider. His eyes were stern and his upper lip was curled in a snarl. He wasn’t Jake, he was Hangman.

When the man didn’t respond, Jake shoved at his chest, “Hey, I’m talking to you!”

Sarah's eyes widened and she gripped his shoulder, “Okay, Jake, Honey.” 

He shook her hand off, his eyes still on the figure. 

“Jake,” she sighed as she pulled out her phone and turned on the light. She wormed her way between them, shining the light up, “Jake, it’s Zachary. It’s just Zach, everything’s fine. It was just supposed to be a prank.”

Jake looked up seeing his brother-in-law trying not to laugh.

“You asshole,” Jake said, relaxing a little but punching Zach in the shoulder. “That wasn’t funny. I actually thought Sarah was gonna get hurt.” He looked down at his girlfriend, “Why?” “I’m sorry Jake, we didn’t think it would scare you that much.” 

He sighed, wrapping his arms around her, “It’s okay. Just maybe next time, pick like Tyler or someone not built like a tree to do it.” Both Sarah and Zach chuckled, “No promises, this was also Tilly’s idea.” Jake shook his head, “Of course it was. Imma take this up with her.”

Jack brought the tractor over, “You know I thought you would have noticed that no one else was freaking out.” Jake rolled his eyes, “Well excuse me for being worried that my girlfriend was being dragged off the trailer by a giant.”

He sighed and helped Sarah up into the trailer, “But it’s alright now, but Zach is still an ass and I’m givin’ Tilly a stern talking to.”

His dad chuckled, “I would expect nothin’ less. Let’s get back to the house.”

Jack drove them back to the house, letting everyone get off before taking the trailer to the haybarn.

When Jake and Sarah got off the trailer, a little bark greeted them as they walked over to the firepit.

“Nugget! Hey my little man!” Jake said with a grin as he sat down and the pup got in his lap, jumping up to lick his face. “Yeah yeah hi!”

Sarah giggled and sat next to Jake, “Looks like I picked the right pup. He loves you.” Jake smirked, unable to help himself, “Who doesn’t love me, Sugar?” She opened her mouth to respond but Kassandra beat her to it.

“All she has to do is call your base and she’ll get her answer.” 

“Hey, you hush,” Jake said pointedly before laughing.

He turned and looked at Sarah, “Don’t listen to her.” Sarah giggled and shook her head, “Alright, I won’t.” Jake chuckled and kissed her forehead before she looked at the bonfire, her hand absentmindedly petting Nugget and he settled next to her. 

Jake couldn’t help but look at her eyes. The fire reflected in her eyes beautifully. It enhanced the color, the shadow casted by her lids creating a contrast of dark chocolate to the warm amber lit up by the flames.

“Have I ever told you how gorgeous your eyes are?”

He watched her brow furrow, “What?” “You’re eyes, they’re gorgeous. They have this depth and mystery to them, but they aren’t cold. One look and I feel like I drank an entire pot of hot chocolate, warm and cozy,” he whispered lowly against her temple.

“Jake, that’s so sweet but extremely cheesy,” she giggled. “You love it,” he laughed, kissing her head and wrapping his arm around her shoulders. She hummed and looked up at him, “That’s not all I love.”

A grin split Jake’s face and he pressed his lips to hers. 

“I love you too Sugar.”

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Zach, what’s your opinion on the other villains?

Ohhh, good question, that’s a bit of a complicated question, but one I’ll answer!

I’m answering it with the relationship between me and Violet in mind (and JIG’s Wild Violet AU), and a potential spoiler for the latest Wild Rat special, so I’ll put the answer below a cut as JIG has requested of me.

For Gourmand it’s love/hate because we are literally exes and things get awkward when we’re around each other for too long. You know there’s all that history of the good and bad moments. We truly cared for each other at one point, but once I broke things off with him because I was in love with Violet, it became pretty tense.

And the whole love triangle thing going on between me and him and Violet, ugh, don’t get me started on that! That’s a whole other post! But needless to say it confuses my opinions on Gourmand even more.

In general, he’s usually annoyed and aggravated with me, rightly so I guess considering the circumstances. And I get annoyed with him over all his snide remarks about my attitude, failures, and physical appearance and strength. But I still consider him a good friend and confidant. He also is one of the best chefs I’ve ever met, and I’ll drop any outrageous amount of cash to eat his delicious meals.

Donita is like a mother figure to me, please don’t tell her that, she’ll never let me live it down. I enjoy working alongside her to defeat those Wild Rats with my expert inventions and her impeccable fashion sense. She’s really helped me come out of my shell and discover my own love for fashion and modeling (again don’t tell her, she’ll destroy me!). And she’s a very comforting person for me. When I feel afraid I feel like she can protect me like my own mother would. She is intimidating though…I do not want to get on her bad side, so I do try to impress and woo her with gifts and my many talented inventions.

As for Paisley, that no good creature and nature loving loser abandoned us. She and I finally team up one on one, we have a fantastic idea to make a ton of money, and she just throws it all away on nature! How dare she? How could she do this to me? Not only were we business partners and fellow villains, but she is my own cousin! That’s right, my cousin! We were villainous partners in crime from the cradle, and she and I were ready to go public with our familial relationship, but then she sides with those stinky Wild Rats! I have no use for her anymore, well…except at Thanksgiving, Violet told me we still have to invite her over. But I won’t like one second of it!

I don’t have too much to say about Dabio. While I’ve worked with Donita a lot, he’s just kind of been in the background helping us. He is not the brightest guy around, but he’s fiercely loyal and strong, and I respect that. Violet and him have a really good relationship though, they are like brother and sister when they are around each other, it’s kind of weird. He sometimes carries her around like he does for Donita at times, and I DO NOT like that! I should be the only one carrying her or the Zachbots…oh wait, what’s that Vi?!? Gourmand also carries you around, that son of a bi-!

Rex is still part of our villainous crew, and like Dabio, I don’t have strong opinions on him. He is very loyal to the villainous art, he is a skilled and dedicated worker…. he just has that little villainous spark that could grow into something great. To be honest that kinda does scare me….like all the ingredients are there, he could become a reputable villain in direct ranks with Donita, Gourmand, and myself. He could even surpass me and my villainous abilities! But no, no, no, that couldn’t happen, right? *whispering* I’m watching you Rex….

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The Dark Defender - A Dexter Fanfiction (Part 1/6)

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Story Summary: Meg Winters has a perfectly normal life and a wonderfully perfect boyfriend. Until she stumbles across a perfectly dark secret… and now her very life is in danger. No, not from the Bay Harbor Butcher whose waterlogged body of work has just been uncovered. But from something much closer… Desperate for help, Meg reaches out to a new hero in town, The Dark Defender, dealer of deadly vigilante dirty work. However, once Meg puts out a plea to The Defender, she must deal with the consequences, both bad AND good.

Author’s note: I wrote this story out of frustration with how I thought the Dark Defender from season 2 was SUCH a cool idea. I felt the fact that the Bay Harbor Butcher only killed other killers was something everyone just kind of slept on? It was only mentioned in passing a few times by civilians and only spurred one really shitty copycat. Personally, I think someone with such a strong moral code and harsh form of punishment would have developed SOME sort of cult following. And the Dark Defender would have been a good jumping off point for that. It would have been so cool for Dexter to have his darkest secrets revealed, only to turn around and discover that a huge group of people are ROOTING for him and that they think he’s actually doing the right thing. Definitely something I think he’s always craved, but never expected to find. Ugh. Okay. Enough rambling. Onto the story.

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Meg Winters had a perfectly normal life and a wonderfully perfect boyfriend. She had been dating Zach O’Connell for nearly a year now, and they lived together in a small cottage in Miami.

The past year had felt like a dream to Meg. She worked in a bookstore. Zach worked in a retirement home, caring for others just as he cared for her. But it had been at the bookstore where they’d met. He’d come in looking for something to read, and she’d helped him find what he was looking for. And then he’d come back. He’d come back again and again. He had insisted it was for the books. “Your recommendations never miss,” he had insisted. “I can never put them down.” But it was never books they’d talked about.

Zach seemed to Get Meg in a way no one else ever had. He shared nearly all her interests, turned up whenever she needed him most, and somehow always knew what to say. When he’d asked for her number, she’d given it readily. When he’d asked her out, she couldn’t say “yes” fast enough. Things moved quickly then. Within weeks, they had A Song, they had A Spot, and then they were looking at A Place. Before they had even reached their half-year anniversary, they had moved in together.

There was tragedy, of course. Not long after they had settled into their new home, Meg’s best friend, Stephanie, had gotten into a terrible accident. Struck by a car while she was out running in the early hours of the morning. The driver had never been found, and the paramedics had said Stephanie was lucky to still be alive. Well, almost alive. Stephanie was in a coma, and no one knew when, or if, she would ever wake up.

The accident had very nearly destroyed Meg. Stephanie had been her closest friend since childhood. They’d done everything together. Meg couldn’t imagine a world without her.

The only thing that had kept Meg from falling apart completely was Zach. For some reason, he and Stephanie had never really gotten along, but after the accident, he’d pushed all that aside for Meg. He’d held her through every sob that wracked Meg’s body. He’d stayed up with her during every sleepless night. And he’d gone with her to every bedside visit in Stephanie’s hospital room. He’d even taken turns with Meg, reading all of Stephanie’s favorite books aloud. The doctors had said it was possible she could still hear them and that speaking to Stephanie might help guide her back to consciousness.

The ordeal was more painful than anything Meg had ever been through, and consequently, it had brought her and Zach together in a way she had never experienced with anyone before. They hadn’t even known each other for a year, and yet it felt like they had been together for a lifetime.

Meg really thought she had found The One. She was prepared to spend the rest of her life with him. They were perfect for each other. They could weather any storm together. Nothing could possibly tear them apart.

Or at least that’s what Meg had thought.

Until she found the box.

Living in Miami meant living with constant heat. And living in constant heat meant that any fault in the house’s air conditioning was a problem to be addressed immediately.

She had work off that day while Zach, on the other hand, had a full day at the retirement home, and though she wasn’t needed at the bookstore, she couldn’t stop herself from curling up in bed with her nose in a book. She was so absorbed in her reading that she didn’t notice how unusually warm the room was until a drop of sweat rolled down her nose and landed in the middle of the page.

She blinked, staring at the small soaked spot in confusion. Then she looked up. For the first time in at least an hour, she took stock of her surroundings. Everything seemed normal except for the uncomfortably stuffy temperature. Meg strained her ears and picked up the telltale hum of the air conditioning unit. Well, that was odd.

She marked her place in her book before closing it and getting out of bed. She wandered over to the bedroom vent, tucked almost under the bed itself, and put her hand over the grate. A measly stream of cool air poured out. She frowned. Was something blocking it?

She bent closer and peered through the grate. In what little light penetrated the vent, she thought she could see the silhouette of something in there.

She slipped her fingernails under the edge of the grate and worked to pry it free. Soon enough, she had loosened it enough to jam her fingertips underneath and pull it completely off. She set the grate aside and plunged one hand into the vent. She was half a forearm deep when her fingers brushed against something smooth and angular. She froze, grabbed ahold of it, and pulled.

She sat back at she looked at the small box in her hands. It was plain and made of finished wood. Her heart pounded as she hesitated at the latch. She felt like she had just stumbled across something she wasn’t meant to view.

Finally, steeling herself, she flipped up the latch and opened the box.

Her stomach sank at the sight that greeted her. Sitting on top was a bra. One of her bras. Her nose crinkling in distaste, she pulled it out and set it aside only to uncover more of her things beneath. Socks, underwear, a diary she had kept in high school, a diary she had kept in middle school. There were CD’s Stephanie had burned for her, old postcards addressed to her, even a USB drive she recognized as her own from her college days. She felt like she was going to be sick.

This was Zach’s box. It had to be Zach’s box. In fact, some sixth sense told her it was undoubtedly his. But why? They lived together, there was no need to keep a stash of her things, especially things this… personal. Why this invasion of privacy?

But still, something deep inside told her Zach had started this collection long before they’d started living together. It felt like some strange profile he’d put together, something to understand her.

She thought about how Zach had sometimes seemed to know her better than she knew herself, and pieces of a puzzle she didn’t even know existed started clicking into place.

She kept digging.

At the very bottom corner of the box, tucked away like they were the most secret thing of all, were what appeared to be… clumps of hair. Meg’s stomach turned as she pulled one out and examined it. It was short, brown, and bound by a thin rubber band. She set it aside and began pulling out more clumps, each tied together with another rubber band. As she pulled them out, a sense of unease began to weigh more and more heavily in her gut. There was something about the samples of hair that felt almost sacred, like there was a sense of pride behind each one. They almost felt like— like… Meg stuttered mentally over the word that rose so damningly in her mind.

They almost felt like trophies.

She pulled out another clump of hair and came to a halt. For the first time, the hair she held looked familiar to her. She sat unmoving, staring at it, willing herself to remember where she had seen it before. Then it came to her.

David.

David was one of the bookstore’s regular customers. Or at least he had been. He was a tall, handsome fellow with bright green eyes and ridiculously curly, pale blond locks. She’d recognize them anywhere. She’d spent plenty of time staring at them whenever David came into the store and leaned uncomfortably far over her counter, chatting about increasingly personal subjects with her. Every once in awhile, he’d gain enough nerve to ask her out. She’d politely turned him down each time, but David seemed to be under the impression that she’d change her mind if he just wore her down a bit more.

Once Zach had started coming into the store, he and David had encountered each other only a few times. Zach would walk in to find David bent over Meg’s counter like a vulture. Then he’d look at Meg and Meg would give him a “please help me” look, to which Zach had always obliged with gusto. Without a moment’s hesitation, Zach would barge into the conversation, leaving no room for David’s unwanted advances. After a few minutes of quiet frustration, David would give up on his pursuit for the day and leave in a huff.

After this had happened a couple times, David had stopped coming to the bookstore entirely. Meg assumed that, with Zach in the picture, David had finally accepted defeat. She couldn’t say she missed him or his patronage. But now, as she turned the curly bundle of pale blond hair in her grasp, she began to doubt it was as simple as that. A cold dread began to creep up her spine as his disappearance suddenly felt a lot more nefarious.

Her skin prickling with revulsion, she dropped the bundle of hair into the discard pile and picked up the next one in the box. She froze as it came into sight. The cold dread rose into a white hot rage.

She did not need to think about where she had seen this hair before. She recognized it immediately, knew it as if it were her own. The chestnut brown with the red highlights. It was Stephanie’s.

Meg’s hands shook. Her vision turned scarlet. She wanted to scream. She wanted to tear something apart.

Zach. This was all Zach. Zach had done this. He had never really liked Stephanie. Of course, he had done this. He had been the one to hit Stephanie with his car. He had been the one to put her in this awful coma. This was a fact that Meg now knew in her very soul.

She wanted to fling the box away. Destroy it and everything inside. She wanted to run all the way to Zach’s place of work and beat him with her fists until there was nothing left.

But Meg did neither of these things. Instead, she reverently set Stephanie’s hair down next to David’s and reached for the box of horrors once more. There was still more inside and she knew she had to see this through until the end.

There were only two clumps of hair left, both blond and both similar enough to Meg’s own hair color and texture that, for a brief moment of terror, she thought they belonged to her. But then, no, they were most definitely not hers. That one was too dark and the other one was too curly. Unlike the other samples of hair, these two were not held together with a rubber band. Instead, they had each been tied up with a beautiful bow of ribbon, one a deep, midnight blue and the other a sleek, crimson red.

Meg stared at them, trying to figure them out. There was something special about these two samples, that much was clear. But what?

Once more, she felt the pieces of this new puzzle clicking together, and that’s when she knew.

Zach had mentioned before that he’d been in previous relationships. In fact, he’d been in two rather serious ones, but whenever Meg had asked about his exes, he’d clammed up. All she knew about them was that things had been perfect… until they weren’t.

“They just changed,” he’d told her simply. “And I knew that we’d never be able to work things out.”

And that was that.

Meg had tried not to pry. Zach had always been so quiet about his past, and she had never pushed him to say more than he was comfortable with. From what little she’d heard, it didn’t seem like the kind of stuff someone would want to relive. But now she wished she hadn’t been so understanding. She wished she had squeezed every last detail out of him.

She looked down at the hair in her hands again. This was all that remained of those two mysterious exes now, she was certain of it. And as she had this thought, another certainty settled over her, one that made her head spin and her stomach twist into knots.

She was next.

Meg sat unmoving for a long while, clutching the remains of her predecessors. Then, like a switch, she came back to life. Mechanically, she began putting everything back in the box, taking extra care to arrange it just as she had found it. She closed it, latched it tight, and slid it back into the open vent. She took time to make sure the box was positioned so the air flow was unblocked, then she replaced the grate, climbed back into bed, and pretended the whole thing had never happened.

Next part

[winterrrnight]

HAPPY HAPPY 30TH BIRTHDAY TO THIS CUTIE OMG (it's 4th in my timezone :))

I know he won't see this, but I really wish he has the best day ever :( he's made me so happy, and there's just something about him which makes me smile so wide 🤍 we really don't have enough people like him on this earth, he's inspiring and an insane actor (like come on this man played rafe cameron AND zach maclaren like ugh talk about talent) and just about the sweetest person I've ever seen 🫶🏻🫶🏻

[myriadxofxmuses]

You should always wear my clothes. - Zach, because Em was cold 🥺

From X

As soon as Emily had seen the place she'd called Zach. "I know it's last minute, but I'm telling you it will be worth it. I would never steer you wrong," she assured him as he began to find half-hearted excuses not to leave his apartment. She knew how he felt about surprises, but this was too good to spoil. "Just trust me. Please?" she added in final urging to go with her to the unknown.

"Yes!" she exclaimed happily when he finally agreed, with a little dance he couldn't see to go along with it - those passing by on the streets giving a momentary glance of confusion however. "Oh my God. I'm so excited. Ok. Tomorrow night. Reservation is for eight fifteen. I'll come get you at...let's see it's a week night so traffic shouldn't be too bad but we want to be here in plenty of time..." she rambled to herself as she worked through what plans she could let him in on. "...Seven?" she asked almost rhetorically for clarification, getting the hang of NYC traffic still a bit of a struggle for her, walking her preferred method. But walking in the dead of winter was out. She didn't want to freeze to death before they got to their destination. "Ugh. I can't wait. See you then," she said just before giving her goodbye and hanging up.

She began to worry she'd pushed him into this erroneously as it got closer to their date. No, not a date. She hadn't said date. Zach hadn't said date. This was just two friends having dinner. At a small, intimate, romantic place. A place she'd specifically wanted to go to with him. Oh my god. Was this a date? No. No, no, no, no. She couldn't handle the added pressure of misjudging their time together on top of her worries over the possibiliy of forcing him to do something she feared he was already dreading. She had to convince herself that this was not a date. Even though, deep down, she wouldn't have minded if it was.

-----

She smoothed out her dress as she waited for him in the lobby of his building. Why was she so nervous all of a sudden? This was Zach. They'd hung out a million times. They were friends. Good friends. Close friends. Emily would damn near say best friends and she'd be right. But she'd gotten a little more dressed up than usual and worried he wouldn't like it. Stupidly, really, but she just wanted tonight to go well.

Relief washed over her when he made it down and seemed to have had the same idea, his fashion choice a bit more dressy than his usual tee and jeans combo. What little consolation she was awarded was almost immediately replaced with embarassment however as she realized she'd forgotten her jacket. How could she have been so stupid? Sure her outfit was beefed up for winter and she'd gotten an Uber over to his place so she hadn't spent that much time in the cold, but it was still winter. And freezing.

"You are going to love this place," she told him, taking hold of his hand with an excited squeeze before rubbing it in an unconscious effort to warm her own hands as they waited for a taxi. "When I saw it I just knew I had to get you here and you might already know of it, but I didn't so act twice as surprised if I'm late to the game," she teased him, letting go of him and hugging herself against the cold.

[emofaggott]

zach fucking tmasc chris so hard he can barely think or say something that it's not some loud moaning, zach is just calling him a cockslut, degrating him spanking his ass (ugh he would be soo cruel and mean), and then he leans close to him and starts whispering how much he loves seeing him being this pathetic, how much he wants to breed him and cum in his tight and wet pussy, and just the dirtiest sexual stuff ever (ok what if chris had a big breeding kink but like he doesn't want kids but the idea of getting bred makes him horny as fuck)

this ask made me grin wildly and pump my fist in the air i need to write this fic immediately

ok i finished it. sorry it’s short but it inspired me so i hope you like it :3

Chris doesn’t really remember how he got in this position; probably one too many beers and one too many verbal jabs at Zach. He knows how his brain works now, he knows how he usually gets himself into hot water, and he’s certain that Zach has been waiting for Chris to dig himself into a hole for a bit now. 

So that’s how he finds himself, face down and ass up on the couch, getting fucking drilled from behind by his closest friend. Zach certainly isn’t holding anything back— he’s got a firm grip on Chris’ hips, dragging him back into each hard thrust, grunting from the effort. Chris is sure that if he could see Zach he’d be sweating and red in the face, a mental image that isn’t helping the hot ball of tension sitting low in his stomach. He huffs out a moan when Zach angles himself just the right way and the head of his cock strikes his g-spot, a radiant pleasure that climbs all the way up his arms and down his legs, makes Chris pathetically weak. And above all, Zach is fucking talking.

“Yeah, you fuckin’ dirty slut, you like that? I can feel your cunt pulsing around my dick,” Zach snarls, closer than Chris expects, right by his ear. His eyes roll back when Zach adjusts his grip, a hand leaving his hip and coming down on his asscheek. Zach’s cock is still pounding directly on his g-spot, the plasma ball of concentrated arousal growing even bigger. “Just a cockslut, that’s all you are, just a tight hole for my dick,” punctuated by another slap in the same spot, a burn that just adds to Chris’ pleasure. He tries to say something but all that comes out is a slurred yell when Zach slaps his ass again, and again, and again, until Chris is wailing and tears start running. 

Even as he sobs and tries his best to catch a single breath, Chris’ pussy clenches tight, clit throbbing in time with his heartbeat. “Nnn, fuuuuck,” he whimpers, voice small, soft. Zach leans across Chris’ back, lips just barely able to reach his ear. “Love this fuckin’ pussy, baby,” he purrs, giving Chris these tight little strokes that make every sound he’s tried so hard to hold back tumble from his mouth, “love seein’ you cry ‘cause you want it so bad, and you’re gonna cum all over my fuckin’ cock like this, huh? You wanna cum, baby?” 

Chris does, more than anything, but he’s not really in a place to vocalize it in the way Zach probably wants him to. All he’s able to say is, “uh-huh, uh-huh,” mindlessly, fingers tightening into fists as his cunt pulses, a one-two that means he’s close, too close. Zach reaches around and thumbs roughly at Chris’ clit and he cries out, wordless and loud. They're so close together that it would almost feel romantic. “Gonna breed you,” Zach pants, the facade of smugness and cruelty slipping as his hips stutter in their rhythm, “gonna breed this pretty pussy— fuck— oh, shit.” Warmth floods Chris, and his vision whites out when he realizes Zach’s just finished inside him.

His orgasm is so strong he blacks out and doesn’t come to for a minute or so; he blinks wetly up at the ceiling, flat on his back with one leg slung over the side of the couch, the other bent and splayed wide. Zach is between them, a warm washcloth carefully wiping the mess leaking from Chris’ pussy. “Sorry,” Zach says, and gives him a lopsided smile, “I got carried away.” Chris hums and stretches his arms above his head until something in his back pops and he feels more relaxed and loose. “Don’t be. Was fuckin’ great.”

[anthrofreshtodeath]

What are your top 5 Rizzoli & Isles episodes and what are your top 5 Bones episodes?

Whew what a question! I couldn’t pick just five for Bones, though I will say none of them are after season six. But let’s start with Rizzoli & Isles- these aren’t in any particular ranked order:

A) Money for Nothing - oh my goodness what an episode. Maura learning what it means to be down for Jane? Forsaking all her fancy friends for Jane’s working class family and life? I’m still warm.

B) My Own Worst Enemy - I know Angie Harmon was deep in her husband-sponsored homophobia during this time but the gay jealousy that Jane had over Ian? Jesus. Marvin’s Room in a 42 minute episode of television.

C) He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother - “there are ways of telling me without telling me.” “i think he wanted to apologize for trying to kiss me.” “Tch - Tommy make you sign a Title 18 too?” All that needs to be said. Take the gay feelings from the above episode and dial them up to 1,000.

D) Dance with the Devil - call me messy but I LIVE for Paddy and Hope and their fucked up romance. I also live for Maura’s speech calling Hope out on her shit for fixing up Paddy’s burns. “You made a deal with the devil and it has come due.” WHEW!

E) murderjuana- the case here is boring but also irrelevant. The Maura and Kent Get High scene is cringe and the sign of a dying show. But oh, the fight between Maura and Jane. And oh, the way Martinez sees Jane’s need to protect Maura and oh how he helps her. This character commentary/development was… such a bright spot in a show gasping for air. And the last scene between Jane and Maura is so sumptuous - Maura’s “but what if you can?” still haunts me. Wife things.

Now for Bones:

A) The Man in the Shelter - LIONEL. Booth’s catholicism 🥹 Zach’s midwestern family coming to see him through the glass. 10/10 storytelling.

B) Judas on a Pole - Max Keenan is a *badass*. I love that they established him as a murderer for his kids. I live.

C) Fire in the Ice - hockey booth. The skating scene at the end. That’s all. Go Sports!

D) Hero in the Hold - the gravedigger is such a delicious villain. The whole team risking it all to find booth? Jared forsaking his job? TEDDY PARKER??? and Bones sees his ghost at the end UGH. Again, 10/10 storytelling.

E) The End in the Beginning - Bones AU. Booth’s brain tumor. His pain at his fantasy not being reality.

F) The Parts in the Sum of the Whole - this is the episode in which Booth confesses his love and Brennan rejects him. It is quite possibly the best episode of the show.

G) The Doctor in the Photo - Emily Deschanel acted her entire ass off in this episode. Her I Fucked Up confession in Booth’s SUV broke everyone’s hearts.

There were so many more I could have chosen for each show! What are your guys’ favorites?

[scruffyplayssonic]

Are the ArchieSonic comics actually an 80's/90's syndicated cartoon? Episode 54: Random child rescues hero. The episode's all about them now

Welcome back to my look at the ArchieSonic comic series, and how it shared a lot of the same story tropes as a typical ‘80s or ‘90s syndicated cartoon! Alrighty then, what have I got for you guys today?

Episode 54: Random child rescues hero. The episode's all about them now 

Ahh, another tagalong kid trope. The best example I can think of in this category is Zach from the original Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles series, a nuisance kid who wanted to be just like the Turtles but was mostly getting in their way.

But then he helped them save the day and was named the honorary “fifth turtle.”

I struggled to find a good match for this one within ArchieSonic. Tails doesn’t really count, as he’s an established character in the series. I did consider Tommy Turtle, a character whom I’ve had the displeasure of writing about here many times.

He does fit the category for saving Sonic and then seeing a massive rise in page time. But he was around the same age as Sonic and also was explained to be a childhood friend of his, so he doesn’t really fit being either “random” or “child.” 

Hope Kintobor, someone I discussed briefly in the previous episode, is another one who came to mind. Hope was part of a colony of Overlanders (humans) who had taken a journey into space following the Great War and landed back on Mobius in Sonic #91. Unfortunately for them they landed right on the outskirts of Robotropolis and were quickly attacked by Eggman’s forces.

Sonic saved Hope’s grandmother, Lady Agnes, from combots, but Hope’s stepfather Colin had a deep mistrust of Mobians as he’d fought against them in the Great War. In a classic example of terrible timing, that was right when Monkey Khan showed up looking for a fight. His village and its people had been taken by Eggman, and he was out for revenge. Eggman took advantage of the chaos to appeal to Colin - who coincidentally turned out to be Eggman’s brother - and the Overlanders all fled and took refuge in Robotropolis.

Ugh, they really went for it with that episode title, didn't they? :P

Eggman was a gracious host for a while, having a master plan for them that was never really explained. But in Sonic #105 Eggman’s true nature was uncovered and he roboticised Colin and Agnes, with Hope narrowly avoiding the same fate when Sonic swooped in to save her.

He and Sally evacuated Hope and the rest of the remaining Overlanders to Knothole, where they were treated for radiation poisoning and were later accepted to live in Station Square as refugees. “So where’s the part where Hope saves Sonic?” you’re probably asking at this stage. Well… she didn’t. Unless you believe the cover art for #105, anyway.

I did mention I had trouble finding good examples for this category, right? xD

Actually, there is one character who probably fits this one pretty well. That would be Marine the Raccoon, who made her debut appearance when she “saved” Sonic and Tails in the Sonic Rush adaptation in Sonic #180.

The only problem here is that this was barely a story at all - just a five page preview retelling the opening of the game. So while the game itself became this trope, this story in the comics didn’t really go long enough for Marine to become the star of the show. Although I guess you could argue that her showing up to save Shadow in Sonic Universe #1 also qualifies.

Since I wasn’t really satisfied with any of the kids I came up with for this category, I went to Ian Flynn’s Bumblekast Discord and asked for suggestions there. Former ArchieSonic writer and colourist and current badass Aleah Baker suggested Larry Lynx kind of qualified for this one.

Debuting in Sonic #12, Larry was discovered by Sonic when he was rescuing woodland folks from Robotnik’s Swatbots. Larry had a bizarre power he couldn’t control that would cause bad luck to occur to those around him, and because of this he was trying to isolate himself from other people. While initially doubtful of Larry’s claims, the Freedom Fighters were quickly convinced due to…

…overwhelming evidence. But Sonic had the idea to turn Larry’s power against Robotnik, which caused Larry to actually have good luck for a change and broke his bad luck streak.

Larry seemed to get slightly better control of his power after this, suggesting that perhaps the problem was a lack of confidence?

Larry later returned in the Sonic Live! special, where he casually dropped into Knothole only to discover that the Freedom Fighters had all been captured by Robotnik. After initially panicking and wondering if his bad luck jinx had caused this, Larry pulled himself together and rallied his own team of Freedom Fighters to help save the day.

Sally rewarded Larry by giving him leadership of the Substitute Freedom Fighters… and then Larry vanished and was not seen again in the comics for 16 years. :P

HappyTimes had what is probably the best suggestion for this category: “Those two kids from Sonic Live.” 

Uuuuuuuuuuggggghhhhhhh. Thanks, I hate it. But sadly, HappyTimes is right. I hate this abomination of a comic, so let’s just push through this with a quick summary of events, shall we?

#1: Sonic is killed by Robotnik.

#2: Sonic’s death is revealed to have been actually part of a video game, and caused by skill issue by two real world kids: Steve and Jessie (Ken Penders’ real life son and niece). Get gud, kids. 😛

#3: Sonic’s “death” left him stranded inside a tv.

#4: Sonic yanks the kids into the tv with him, which allows them to escape back to Sonic’s world.

#5: Sonic has wacky adventures with his two new sidekicks, stopping Robotnik from launching the other Freedom Fighters into space.

#6: Everyone gets sucked through a portal to another world, with the kids getting new designs without any explanation as to why.

#7: Sonic has more wacky adventures with the kids, stopping an army of Robotnik robot clones and meeting his supposed creators.

Apparently this was going to be done with photographed backgrounds of Sega HQ, but the creative team couldn’t get their hands on the necessary photos. As this is apparently the real world, the kids getting new designs makes even less sense.

#8: Sonic is sent back home and the kids play his new game.

I really don’t like this issue, but I cannot deny that it fits this category pretty well. The kids “save” Sonic from his imprisonment in the tv and then the story is all about them going on wacky adventures with Sonic. It is the very definition of the tagalong kid trope. They didn’t help that much in the story and in fact turned out to be a liability when Robotnik took them prisoner. Great idea, Sonic, taking kids into a battle. But Steve helped save the day at the end because he knew the code to turn off all the robotic Robotnik clones - the level select code from Sonic 1.

Because of course it was. :P Still, Steve was at least more useful than Jessie, whose main contribution was being in danger over and over.

Thanks, Jessie. 😛

Are there any other random kids who became the star of the story that I missed? Let me know in the comments! Next time I’ll be looking at another classic cartoon trope - the invisibility potion! See you then!

[slaasherslut]

I didn’t realise you were doing these too sorry I’m sending these in late knddkmff

Kari x Jude bc I love the idea of her being doing bad for her werewolf gf enough that she’d break the rules to be with her 🤣 they can talk crystals together. Even platonically Kari is the positive female friend Jude needs for sure

I know we’ve talked about Abby and Milo as friends before but what Abt as a ship? I feel like it has potential ngl

Imma add both of them here of thats okay!!

Okay okay okay IM SO SOFT Kari x Jude are such a sweet combo and i love them. Who doesn't like a forbidden love story??? Jude sneaking away from Organization business to spend some time with her werewolf gf Kari. They know they shouldn't be together and that Kari is someone the Organization would put down but she cant help that the fell in love with each other before Jude knew what Kari was UGH JAS IM SO SOFT FOR THESE TWO I KEEP THINKING THOUGHTS!! Kari giving Jude a palm reading and Kari cant help but holding her hand just a little too delicately and a little too long 🥺 Even if they weren't romantically involved I think they would be the sweetest friends.🥺

Weve definitely talked about the sweet friendship that they would have but I know for a fact Milo x Abigail would work so well romantically. I love the idea of Milo not only being corrupted from the inside but also from the outside by his witchy lady. Milo falling in love with the witch who lives in the forest and he brings ingredients for her witchcraft like bones and blood and graveyard dirt. The Shakespeare quote, "you have witchcraft in your lips" comes to mind when I think of them. Abigail is definitely up there with ocs i think work the best with Milo.

I'm just picturing Milo x Zach standing outside a bar with a smoke in one hand and a beer in the other. They've both smoked almost an entire pack each since they arrived and they're just rambling on to each other the entire night. They're both bonding over the shared experience of being possessed and the aftermath that comes with it. I'm just imagining these two dark, mysterious, broody men making each other crack a smile or belt out laughter at the end of a bar over a few drinks and then they make out

[itzzzitzelll]

Get to know me

1. Name - itzel

2. Age - 21

3. City that you live in - I live in lisse in the Netherlands (next to keukenhof) when I live in Spain I live in Sevilla.

4. What do most people not know about you? - that I'm a med student 😆

5. What do most people know you for? -having a massive family and my flower shop

6. Hobbies - I am great at snow sports

7. What are your passions? - helping people

8. What do you search for in a significant other? - SOMEONE WHO DOESNT USE ME

7. What are you most proud of? - just living life and being happy

8. When was the last time you had a significant conversation with someone you love? - last month

9. Have you ever collected anything? What was it? - I collect wrist bands (like from festivals and clubs and carnivals and that stuff)

10. List 10 things off of your bucket list. - omg I don't actually know, I want to visit Switzerland.

11. What was the last thing you learned? - how to do an autopsy 😭

12. How many relationships have you been in? - ummm I think six?

13. Turn ons - just like her hands on me yk? And being kissed

14. Turn offs - when they want me to call them mummy or daddy 🫥

15. Favorite food - pasta

16. Favorite drink - I love chocolatey drinks, but ugh cocktails 🤤

17. What is the best birthday gift you have ever received? - I got a cat one year

18. Are you optimistic or pessimistic? - both depends on the situation

19. Do you sleep during class? - nope

20. What is the most expensive thing you own? -hmmm my car or my phone

21. What is the cheapest yet most useful thing you own? - literally like everything I own 😭

22. How many times a day on average do you check your phone? Quite often but at school it's not checked once

23. Text or call? - text, unless you get a good conversation started over call I'm so awkward

24. Opinion on long distance? - ohhh it's miserable, it happens to me alot but I don't like it.

25. What is your definition of success? - living your dream, creating something you've always wanted, not necessarily about money

26. Favorite song? - its currently 28 by zach Bryan

27. Favorite artist? Zach Bryan, Billie eilish, Noah kahan, (many more but they are top 3)

28. Celebrity crush/crushes? - women 😌, football players, actresses, all.

29. When was the last time you read for fun? -yesterday, I love reading

30. Favorite flower? - i'm biased but tulips, I absolutely love flowers, flowers are the way to my heart, all flowers I love

31. What is the best gift you could receive right now? - gosh I don't know, I love gift giving it's my love language, maybe just like chocolates even.

32. Any guilty pleasures? - chocolate...

33. What is one thing you would like to change about yourself? - I'm very trusting so maybe that, it can be good and bad.

34. What do you search for in a friend? - someone who can match you vibe, and understands you. (Same in a partner really)

35. How many times have you said “I love you” in the past month? - a lot! My family is very loving 😂

36. Where did you last go other than your room/home? - I went to a festival last night.

37. Why do bad things happen to good people? - I always wonder this, and honestly I don't know because I know soooo many amazing people that have had such bad things happen to them. I'm very spiritual though so I do think it has to do with your past life as well as your "contract" for this life, you've given yourself challenges for this life to see if you learn from past mistakes in different lives.

38. In your opinion, what hurts more? Being left out or being stabbed in the eye? - eye, no questions asked, don't touch my eye, yuck.

39. How many green shirts do you own? - I actually don't own that many, it's my favourite colour but I look better in blue 😂

40. Do you like anime? - nooooo that's something I hate with a passion, sorry not sorry

41. What do you invest the most time in? - family, animals, flowers, studying, food.

42. What was the name of the last book you read? - I read war books, I think it was called night by elie wiesel (good book)

43. What’s the difference between loving and liking someone? - this is hard to explain, but you just know.

44. Where are you most productive? - I'm so lost on this question 😭 clearly not practicing my English lately

45. List 3 things you enjoy doing with friends. - cooking, movie watching, most of all adventuring.

46. List 3 things you enjoy doing alone. - baking, cudling with my pet cat and duck, something explicit.... 😭

47. Do you believe world peace will ever exist? - no people are too greedy and selfish, they want power, money and land. Plus we've definitely proven that people will turn against each other simply because the government tells them too, little sheep.

48. Do you have any allergies? - no

49. When was the last time you cussed at someone? - 5 minutes ago 😭 I cuss alot

50. What was the last promise you made? - something about baking for my little brother

51. What was your last dream about? - female football players.

52. If you won a trip to Hawaii and you could take 5 people with you, who would those 5 people be? - ahh I have to many family, maybe my grandparents or parents and then a few siblings, they'd all hate me after though

53. How many countries have you visited? - many many many I travel alot, maybe around 15- 20

54. What is your favorite medium of art? (Music, dance, painting, etc.) - Music

56. When was the last time somebody complimented you? - today 🥹

56. If you switched bodies with someone, how would you recognize yourself? - personality

57. Do you consider yourself mature? - yes, well mostly, I have a one track mind but I am mature

58. How many days in your life do you think you have wasted on tumblr? - too many 🙄

59. What is your favorite quote? - you treat a disease, you win you lose. you treat a person, I guarantee you you'll win, no matter the outcome. - patch Adams. And also; you never realise how strong you are until being strong is your only choice. -unknown

60. If you started a new religion and you had to create 3 rules or commandments for your new followers to live by, what would those 3 rules be? - being kind is the least you can do, it's free and it doesn't hurt you. It's not a sin any more, you can love who you want and not be ashamed. We can all have opinions and not be judged, whether we are right or wrong, we can still have a say.

61. What is your greatest accomplishment? - omg I've been waiting for this, I helped deliver my friends baby in a shop full of soaps and body wash..... what a day.

62. Do you believe in the death penalty? -yes

63. What are your goals for life? - be happy, help others, live life because I know it doesn't last long

64. What do you think your soulmate is doing right now? - thinking about me 💅. No umm maybe sleeping?.

65. If you could live anywhere, where would you live? The place can be in an imaginary, fantasy, or the real world. - I love where I live right now actually, it was always my dream as a kid.

66. What were you like in 2013? - God probably a little brat.

67. Do you have a job? - yes, I work at a flower/book/cafe shop thing. And I'm a student.

68. Tell us a story about your childhood best friend. - well it does explain a lot, we both liked the same boy (we were 5) and we said that all three of us would live together and me and her would be wives too..... yup just kick out the guy please and thanks.

69. If you could change one thing about society, what would it be? - the false sense of security that we all have. 🙄

70. How many all-nighters have you pulled before? - it's called Dutch partying

71. Is tumblr your favorite website? If not, then what is your favorite website? - yes, people get me here.

72. What is the craziest thing you would do for a million dollars? - do something with a Guy, for a million dollars I think I would.

73. Does money equal happiness? - no

74. How many times have you experienced true happiness in your lifetime? - a few, those handfuls of times were the best and ill forever remember those.

75. How many times have you experienced true sadness in your lifetime? - not much very little but it hurt bad.

76. What is the funniest joke you have ever been told? - they are so racist I can't share 😭, I promise I'm a good person, it's called having a dad.

77. When was the last time you looked at the news? - I hate the news, I literally don't know.

78. If you could say one thing to the world, what would you say? - I honestly don't know, I need to think about that.

79. What is your favorite animal? - snow leapords and monkeys and cats

80. If you could earn a million dollars by pretending to be dead for 3 years, would you do it? - no, I could make way more that 1 million if I tried, why play dead for less then you could create while having fun living.

81. What is one thing that everyone is bad at? - accepting people

82. What time do you normally sleep? How many hours of sleep do you usually get? - like around 11pm on a normal night and I'll sleep like 7-8 hours depending on the next day

83. Does age necessarily equal maturity? - no way

84. What is your favorite clothing store? - cheap ones, my sister designs and makes clothes so I get a lot of her "unwanted" stuff, (I'm also her little model thing)

85. In the winter- beanies or gloves? -beanies

86. Would you rather have wings or a fish tail? - wings

87. If you had the power to erase one person from the world so that nobody remembered him or her except you, would you do it? -no

88. What do you fear the most? - the dark 😭

89. How many digits of pi can you recite? - literally none

90. If you could travel back to one year and relive it again, which year would it be? - I think I'd go way back into the past, not sure when buy it wouldn't be one that I have lived myslef

91. Describe yourself in one word. - loving

92. Describe your last victory. - what??

93. What is the weirdest thing you have ever seen? - I have 15 siblings, I've seen some weird stuff man

94. What is something you will never forget? - some of the things my nurses had done when. I was a kid

95. Would you rather forget all of the past or remember everything in vivid detail? - vivid detail

96. Have you ever broken a bone before? -twice

97. Is it harder to love or to hate somebody? - it depends, is it a forced love or forced hate? Then probably love

98. Coffee or tea? - COFFEE ALL THE WAY

99. What are some little things that you do that have changed your life in a positive way? - just enjoy the little things, like just inspect a fork every now and then and be like wow, isn't life so incredible, go outside and think imagine creating all of this, life is so beautiful.

100. How many hours have you spend on tumblr today? - two so far?

Thank you for this 🥺, so cute

Get to know me

1. Name

2. Age

3. City that you live in

4. What do most people not know about you?

5. What do most people know you for?

6. Hobbies

7. What are your passions?

8. What do you search for in a significant other?

7. What are you most proud of?

8. When was the last time you had a significant conversation with someone you love?

9. Have you ever collected anything? What was it?

10. List 10 things off of your bucket list.

11. What was the last thing you learned?

12. How many relationships have you been in?

13. Turn ons

14. Turn offs

15. Favorite food

16. Favorite drink

17. What is the best birthday gift you have ever received?

18. Are you optimistic or pessimistic?

19. Do you sleep during class?

20. What is the most expensive thing you own?

21. What is the cheapest yet most useful thing you own?

22. How many times a day on average do you check your phone?

23. Text or call?

24. Opinion on long distance?

25. What is your definition of success?

26. Favorite song?

27. Favorite artist?

28. Celebrity crush/crushes?

29. When was the last time you read for fun?

30. Favorite flower?

31. What is the best gift you could receive right now?

32. Any guilty pleasures?

33. What is one thing you would like to change about yourself?

34. What do you search for in a friend?

35. How many times have you said “I love you” in the past month?

36. Where did you last go other than your room/home?

37. Why do bad things happen to good people?

38. In your opinion, what hurts more? Being left out or being stabbed in the eye?

39. How many green shirts do you own?

40. Do you like anime?

41. What do you invest the most time in?

42. What was the name of the last book you read?

43. What’s the difference between loving and liking someone?

44. Where are you most productive?

45. List 3 things you enjoy doing with friends.

46. List 3 things you enjoy doing alone.

47. Do you believe world peace will ever exist?

48. Do you have any allergies?

49. When was the last time you cussed at someone?

50. What was the last promise you made?

51. What was your last dream about?

52. If you won a trip to Hawaii and you could take 5 people with you, who would those 5 people be?

53. How many countries have you visited?

54. What is your favorite medium of art? (Music, dance, painting, etc.)

56. When was the last time somebody complimented you?

56. If you switched bodies with someone, how would you recognize yourself?

57. Do you consider yourself mature?

58. How many days in your life do you think you have wasted on tumblr?

59. What is your favorite quote?

60. If you started a new religion and you had to create 3 rules or commandments for your new followers to live by, what would those 3 rules be?

61. What is your greatest accomplishment?

62. Do you believe in the death penalty?

63. What are your goals for life?

64. What do you think your soulmate is doing right now?

65. If you could live anywhere, where would you live? The place can be in an imaginary, fantasy, or the real world.

66. What were you like in 2013?

67. Do you have a job?

68. Tell us a story about your childhood best friend.

69. If you could change one thing about society, what would it be?

70. How many all-nighters have you pulled before?

71. Is tumblr your favorite website? If not, then what is your favorite website?

72. What is the craziest thing you would do for a million dollars?

73. Does money equal happiness?

74. How many times have you experienced true happiness in your lifetime?

75. How many times have you experienced true sadness in your lifetime?

76. What is the funniest joke you have ever been told?

77. When was the last time you looked at the news?

78. If you could say one thing to the world, what would you say?

79. What is your favorite animal?

80. If you could earn a million dollars by pretending to be dead for 3 years, would you do it?

81. What is one thing that everyone is bad at?

82. What time do you normally sleep? How many hours of sleep do you usually get?

83. Does age necessarily equal maturity?

84. What is your favorite clothing store?

85. In the winter- beanies or gloves?

86. Would you rather have wings or a fish tail?

87. If you had the power to erase one person from the world so that nobody remembered him or her except you, would you do it?

88. What do you fear the most?

89. How many digits of pi can you recite?

90. If you could travel back to one year and relive it again, which year would it be?

91. Describe yourself in one word.

92. Describe your last victory.

93. What is the weirdest thing you have ever seen?

94. What is something you will never forget?

95. Would you rather forget all of the past or remember everything in vivid detail?

96. Have you ever broken a bone before?

97. Is it harder to love or to hate somebody?

98. Coffee or tea?

99. What are some little things that you do that have changed your life in a positive way?

100. How many hours have you spend on tumblr today?

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Well, since we are. Violeta: What is the strangest, dumbest, useless or ridiculous thing that you heard Zach say or invent there? And Zach, for you too, right: what was the craziest thing you did for love?

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Violet’s Truth

Violet: Hmmm, well, I’ve seen and heard a lot from him that is strange, useless, and ridiculous…but the one thing that sticks out in my mind is when he equipped our own children with titanium battle wear. You know what he used for the polar bear and walrus fight at his ice palace….

Well, Mr. Smarty decided to repurpose this invention…and he crafted it into battle wear for our kids! I walk in on our four oldest in the suits, at that time Varina was 9, Vera was 4, and Victor and Vallen were 1 and a half, so they were just babies! And I see them going at each other, and Zach’s cheering them on…oh I was LIVID!

Zach was literally encouraging our toddler son to defeat his siblings: “that’s right Victor take your brother and sisters down! Show us who the strongest member of the Varmitech Crew is!”

As soon as Zach saw me he turned even paler than I thought humanly possible for him, and he was fumbling for an excuse…guess who slept in the spare bedroom that night.

So…there’s that…ugh, it still makes me so mad!

Zach’s Truth

Zach: Craziest thing I did for love? Welll…Dating Gourmand to get over Violet was probably the craziest thing I did for love. I only started dating because I thought it would make me forget Violet, but it only made me want her more. I was in a seemingly committed relationship with him, but all I could think about was her.

So, my plan completely backfired, and I ended up hurting both of them for following through with that plan. Gourmand was mad at me for years, and Violet got into an abusive relationship….it was a crazy decision that had catastrophic consequences.

And getting Violet pregnant after only a year of dating, when she was 22, and marrying her a month after finding out about the baby when she had just turned 23 is right up there as one of the craziest things I did for love.

It was not planned, it was unexpected, it was crazy, but it was right, and even though we struggled after losing baby Alexandria, marrying Violet was the best decision of my life…Because she is my world.

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