#ugh zach is the best

[flowerygrdn]

chasin' you | z. maclaren

pairing: zach maclaren x reader

warnings: fluff, fluff, and... wait what was it....oh, MORE FLUFF!!!

summary: zach seems to have taken an interest in y/n. she definitely does not believe he actually likes her. no matter how often she says "it's never gonna happen" he can't seem to give up. maybe he actually does mean what he says...

a/n: um...hi. i'm back from the dead...anyways let's get on with the story. luv ya!!!!

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For the love of God, I just couldn't get rid of him! Why me? Out of every single girl in this university, he has to go for me?! This has to be a joke. This has to be a dare...or or a bet, yeah that's what this is. A bet. Probably by his soccer buddies.

There is just no way that Zach Maclaren keeps asking me out. This is the third time this week he's weaseled his way next to me during a lecture. His arm was around the back of my uncomfortable wooden chair and his knee kept bumping mine every so often. Fuck my life, people were also dead staring at us. The universe must hate my guts.

"So, maybe after this, I can take you to that coffee shop a few blocks away." He whispered in my ear. His nose kept brushing the side of my face and chills kept spreading throughout my body. God damn it, why is he doing this to me?

"Unlike you, I'm actually trying to learn. So get your arm off me and leave me alone!" I whisper shouted the last part at him. I also whacked his arm off of my shoulder. However, instead of getting offended, he took it as a challenge. The arm that was once wrapped around my chair moved to my lap. He leaned forward in the chair, acting like he was paying attention just so he could put his hand on the farthest part of my leg. He started rubbing circles with his thumb and I'd be lying if I said it didn't give me butterflies.

I try to the best of my abilities to pry his hand off but he would not let go.

"You know some people would consider this harassment," I whispered to him again.

"And yet, your muscles relaxed when I put my hand there." I could hear the smirk in his voice, he didn't even have to turn his head. My mind blanked for the last half of the lecture, it wasn't until Zach snapped me out of my trance that I realized it was time to leave.

"Hey, baby, time to go." He took my hand as if he were trying to help me up, but I yanked it out of his grasp.

"I can get up myself, thank you. And don't call me baby. I am not your baby!" I shove my finger in his face and start towards the door.

"No...but you could be," Unfortunately for me, he has longer legs, therefore he caught up with me really fast. His head met my shoulder and his hand went to my waist.

"God, do you ever take a vacation from being an annoying jackass?" I roll my eyes and shrug my shoulder to get him off.

"Nah, it's too fun. Hey, but maybe, you can take me out. I would be a lot less annoying if you'd shut me up. Preferably with a kiss." He spun me around, hands landing on my waist, and smirked as he leaned in just enough for me to feel his breath fan across my face. I raise my hands to his neck, which causes his smile to widen. I smile and act like I'm going to kiss him.

At the last second, I smack the side of his head and begin to walk away.

"Ow...so what, no goodbye kiss?" Once again I hear the smirk in his voice as I walk to my car.

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Once again, I was just minding my business eating and drinking my coffee, when all of a sudden the chair beside me was pulled out and a familiar figure was seated next to me.

"Ugh, not today Maclaren. I need a break." I lay my book down and begin to rub my temples.

"Aww, why so stressed, baby? Need me to rub your shoulders? Or better yet how about an infamous "feel better kiss" He leans in and fully expects me to kiss him, however, I pick up my doughnut and shove it against his puckered lips.

"I'll pass, thank you." He grabs the doughnut and takes a bite out of it.

"You know, I guess I'll settle for your half-eaten doughnut." He says as he begins to devour the treat.

"You're crazy, you know that, right?" I say in utter shock that he won't give up.

"Crazy about you, baby." He smiles wiping his mouth.

"Damn and cheesy." I pick up my coffee and take a large sip of it before picking my book back up. I hear a metal chair drag against the ground and the next thing I know, Zach is breathing down my neck. He lays his head on my shoulder and picks my legs up to lay them across his lap. And fuck me, I don't stop him. "Why the hell didn't you stop him?" you may be asking, and to that I say...I DON'T FUCKING KNOW!!!!

"You're so pretty and you smell good. You're smart and caring. You love your friends and family unconditionally. You read Jane Austin over and over again. You're taking Criminal Justice because you believe the justice system is fucked up and you want to change that. You're probably the most perfect person I have ever met." Zach says each and every word into my neck as he rubs his thumb up and down my thigh. All the words in my book began to blur. It's funny because, at the time, I was reading "Emma" by Jane Austin.

He knew everything about me. He listed the reasons why he liked me. To top it off, he's holding me like I'm the most valuable thing in the world. Does Zach Maclaren like me? Like actually? No Bullshit?

"I like you, y/n. No bullshit." It's like he read my mind. I look at him and see the complete adoration in his eyes. He actually means it. He lifts his head and kisses my cheek before softly setting my legs down. He gets up and turns to me one last time.

"I want you to like me how I like you. I want you to see me how I see you. And if you don't, then I can live with that. As long as you tell me the God's honest truth." Then he's gone. The coffee shop doorbell rings and I just sit there. He wasn't joking, he actually meant every word he said.

Zach noticed things no other guy had. He sees me as more than a pretty face. God damn it the justice system is fucked up! Maybe I do like Zach Maclaren...

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I stand by the locker room doors and wait for him. He told me to tell him the truth, so that's what I'm coming to do. Fuck man, it's too cold and I am too nervous to be standing here right now. Soon, I heard the door open. Zach came out with a few of his teammates. He spotted me and froze for a second.

"Hey, I'll catch up with you guys later." He tells his friends and they run off. He stands in the same spot. The silence is so loud and I can't stand it.

"Hi," I said, full of nerves.

"Hi," The smile on his face was enough to make a girl melt.

"You did great, congrats on the win."

"Yep, thanks." I could tell he was waiting for me to say what I really wanted to say.

"That's all I needed to say...bye!" I went to run off but my wrist was caught by Zach.

"Nah uh uh, you could not pay me enough to believe you bought an eight-dollar ticket, sat through an hour-long game, stood by the locker room door for half an hour, and waited for me to come out just to tell me congrats." He could see straight through my bullshit and it was scary. He pulled me closer and let go of my wrist. His arm then snaked its way around my waist.

"Talk to me, baby." His words were like music to my ears. His voice was delicate and soft. I could just...well...you'll see.

"Um...so IcametotellyouthatIreallylikeyouandIwanttobewithyouandyoumakemereallyhappyandyeahthat'sall." My words were all jumbled and he looked so confused.

"Okay um...a little slower, please." He laughed and I took a deep breath before responding,

"I like you, Zach. And I want to be with yo-" Before I could get the last word out, he smashed his lips against mine. My hands went to his neck and his hand that was holding his soccer bag let go and went to my neck. The kiss was filled with so much adoration and passion. We only pulled apart when we had to breathe.

"I only needed to hear the first sentence." He smiled as he rubbed the side of my face.

"So...is that coffee shop offer still on the table? Baby" His smile widened and he looked up at the star-lit sky.

"Of course it is. Damn, all this chasin' you made me do, baby." With that, he connected our lips again.

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a/n: hehe again, sorry for falling off the face of the earth. I'll try to be more active!

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[amarmoria]

Sempiternal 1

⊹ ⭑.ᐟ Yao x Reader ⊹ ࣪˖ᝰ.���

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?

[daisyblog]

YN Tomlinson & Harry Styles

Our Story Masterlist Summary: YN Tomlinson is Louis's sister and is in a relationship with Harry Styles. Louis discusses a small part of their relationship on a talk show.

Warning: swearing

A/N: I’m thinking of making this into a series. Let me know what you think.

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“Alright I’m Louis Tomlinson..and I've just been on the Zach Sang show talkin’ ‘bout all sorts..check it out” Louis introduces the show whilst sitting on the brown leather sofa. ---

“We have Louis Tomlinson..It’s nice to see ya” Zach began.

“Hello hello” Louis announced.

“Does it still piss you off when people call you Lewis ‘cause that is not your name?” Zach asked.

“No because people back home..basically right..I mean my name is Louis but I didn’t luv’ it when I wer’ younger..once I was old enough..don’t know why just didn’t really luv’ it so I got known as Lewis, all me friends from home call me Lewis and then I get there on me..on me..first day at The X Factor wiv’ Simon and you know wha’ I mean all the judges and he called me Louis and like you know wha’ I mean there's 3,000 people there..I’m absolutely brickin’ me’self..I’m not about to say..excuse me a minute you’ve got me name wrong..even though it is me actual name..you know..so then it stuck..so I’m kinda both..kinda both..there’s a little story about my name” Louis explained whilst laughing about the pronunciation of his name.

The host laughed at Louis's response and continued to ask “Why were you not a Louis fan growing up..did you feel like Lewis was more serious..did it give you a..”. Before Zach could finish, Louis interrupted “Do you know what it was..when we wer’ younger..me sister YN would constantly say me name..like constantly Louis this and Louis tha’..and it was fookin’ annoying” both hosts laughed at Louis’ re-enactment of his sister “So one day..I told her me name was Lewis..and it just stuck to be honest wiv you”.

“So basically YN is to blame for why you didn’t like your name growing up” Zach continued to laugh.

“Yeah..pretty much” Louis laughed along with the host.

“Talking about your sister YN..” Louis began laughing and shaking his head, whilst sitting up straighter “Why are you laughing?” Zack asked.

“I..I just know what’s comin’ mate” Louis stated whilst readjusting the black hat on his head.

“Your sister YN is in a relationship with Harry Styles…right?” Zach confidently asked.

“Here we fookin’ go...ugh yeah she is..he’s a brave lad let me tell you” Louis began, again making the two other men laugh at his words “No..no…I’m only jokin’ but yeah they’re together”.

Zach asked, whilst continuing to laugh “What do you mean brave…brave because she’s your sister or..”.

Louis realised what he said could have been misinterpreted and began to explain “Ohh no..I..I..don’t mean brave because I’m gonna go all big brother on him..but..I..brave 'cause she’s sumit else man” Louis added with a laugh “..like she’s me sister remember so she’s like the female version of me..you know what I’m sayin”.

“Aw..I thought you meant like brave because she’s your sister and..you know the whole don’t go near her type of thing” Zack explained.

“No..no…if anything I should have had a rule for YN to stay away from Harry” Louis joked. “No..in all seriousness..even at the beginning I was..uh I don’t know how to feel about this..ya know..me sister and me bandmate..me best friend”. Zach interrupted “Yeah..it must have been a bit of a shock for you..like what do you even do in that situation?”.

“Do you know what..I didn't handle it too well at that start” Louis laughed.

“What do you mean?” Zack asked, curious as to what Louis meant by his statement. "Well...I found out at the same time as the rest of the world...you know wha' I mean...and I was just so angry because...you know she's me sister..and he's me best mate" Louis explained whilst picking at the skin around his nail, a nervous habit he had. "But..I..I eventually calmed down and..me Grandad had a bit of a chat with me about it all..and I won't go into detail...but he just made me realise that I had to let YN make her choices..and I'm so glad I did 'cause look at them both now" Louis ended with a chuckle. "So..you weren't suspicious or anything...like you didn't know?" the host questioned. "If I'm 'onest..no I didn't have a fookin' clue man" Louis laughed "But..when I think back..I should have seen it" Louis began to explain whilst moving the microphone closer to his mouth "like I remember her comin’ to stay at our flat in London once..and her eyes would literally fookin’ follow the lad…but at the time I just didn't realise…and then after the photo was leaked..she came on tour wiv us when we wer’ in the band…she was like our stylist's assistant type of thing..and..um…wherever Harry was YN was not far away…they’re the same age and liked the same kinda stuff so…yeah”

“What was that like having your sister on tour with you?”.

“Uhh..well she was too busy wiv me best mate” Louis laughed at his own joke “Do you know what…I loved having her there wiv us..It was nice to have that part of home wiv me you know”.

“You’re exposing her secrets Louis” Zach laughed along.

“She’ll fookin’ go crazy on me when I see her” Louis joked “No..If I’m being honest..I’m so grateful that she’s got someone like Harry..we’ve been through some shit times and..I..I’m just so glad that she’s got a lovely lad..that’s all I want is for me family to be ‘appy” Louis smiled at the host, trying to indicate that he wanted to move the conversation on “..and she is ‘appy”.

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[funnyjb]

So High School

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(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.”

hi yes, i know it's whumptober, but i had to follow my muse and do a birthday piece for glen's birthday, which for this series is also jake's birthday

i hope you enjoyed!

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[jokerislandgirl32]

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….

[thisstormbringsstrangeloyalties]

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 🫶🏻🫶🏻

[tortugatalks]

𝗖𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗹𝗲-𝗟𝗶𝘁 𝗗𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗪𝗞 𝗩𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀|ᴴᶜˢ

a.n. wine and dine? wine and dine! paisley paver and rex will be exempt from these hcs ahahem... i have yet to fully watch their eps, but they'll be here soon! trust 🤝

𓆉 gender neutral reader

𓆉 established romantic relationship

𓆉 no warnings!

Zach Varmitech

━ wild rats, wild varmints—ugh! it's enough to drive any evil genius insane! what better way to rid yourself of these burdens than to have a nice candle-lit dinner with your love? and you know what...? that actually sounds like a feasible idea! that settles it. he'll call in his zachbots and have them prepare the table and food for you and him. up in the city sky within his skyscraper, that's where! this is a night truly well deserved after all. your host? him of course!

━ type of guy that thinks he has it all planned out, but in execution? mmm, perhaps not. ever seen those really long tables in the movies? where two people sit opposite of one another and there's this entire space left in between? yeah, you both will be seated at one of those. it looks formidable and exquisite, sure, but when you two actually talk to each other? mans is just yelling out 'WHAT?'s whenever you speak and it's really not that efficient. he ultimately, and rather begrudgingly, has a zachbot seat you closer to him. does it kill the vibe? for him, probably, but for you? not so much!

━ his zachbots will be your waiters for tonight ooh la la, but like, c'mon, they're not entirely the best at double meanings and social cues. can't read the room! you'll have zach call them over to "fetch" him a bottle of wine and the bots take it a little too literally. it's chaos, but honestly? you'd be lying if you said you weren't having the time of your life.

━ little romantic moments with the self proclaimed genius inventor are few and far between, but in this moment, he likes to indulge in the fact that he's the one in control. no distractions, no green boy or blue boy to be seen; just you two. tries to be sauvé, and it works out for him at the start, but there's bound to be a few slip ups here and there. i.e. when he mistakenly initiates a flower protocol that instantly has his bots waltzing in with bouquets. they're decorated in pretty black wraps and ribbons, and for a second his face is crimson. he panics and yells that now wasn't the time and he tries ever so hard to get you to think that the flowers that just so happened to be your favorites "weren't" for you.

Donita Donata

━ she's worked terribly hard. fashion designing, evil schemes, organizing runway shows; it's an exhaustion that has her extremely burned out! so... why not plan a dinner date just for her? yes!! tell her about it and there's already sparkles in her eyes. she talks a lot about the kind of scented candles you'll have, the luxury wine, the appetizers—oh, she just has to call in dabio! and it must be in her glamorous mansion too! she gets so into it and completely forgets that you were the one who was supposed to be planning the night, but oh well!

━ dresses up nicely in luxurious clothes she knows you'll like! she's quick to put together something for you too, and without a doubt, its definitely matching. even dabio gets his own little fancy suit! (he'll be your lovely waiter for the night, of course!)

━ all lights are dimmed to a light pink once the clock strikes night time. if you're to pull out her chair and get her cozy in her seat, she'll let out a low but a loving hum. consider her impressed! bonus points if you compliment her, but c'mon, she already knows she owns the look! through it all, the mood is relaxing. conversations consist of casual flirtatious comments, plans for the future and so on and so forth. loves maintaining eye contact with you, so when you speak, you'll typically see her resting her chin on the palm of her hand with her elbow resting on the table, eyes trained on your face. if you're one to fluster easily, she'll have herself a fond laugh <3

━ would absolutely love to slow dance with you. stand up from your seat, offer her your hand and she'll be pleasantly surprised! she'll rock with you in your arms and give you tiny squeezes here and there. she loves toeing with the line of propriety and can be a bit of a tease every now and then!

Dabio

━ the sweetest ever! he hardly has any time for himself considering that he's always assisting donita with her fashion work. you gotta convince her to lay him off work for a bit, if just for one day! much to your surprise, she gives in to your wishes. just one day, though, but that's all you need before you're off planning a relaxing homemade date night for the both of you. tell dabio about it and he's just as happy, if not more than you! very excited and can't wait to spend the evening with you. he insists that he helps you cook, and you just can't say no to him <3

━ the dinner date isn't as fancy as the former two, but it holds a lot of love. despite not being on the job, dabio is ever the gentleman! he's fully decked out in the clothes donita made for him, he pulls out your chair for you, gifts you flowers, compliments you—the works! but of course, the dinner date is meant for him as much as he treats it like it's for you. if you happen to have a gift for him, he'll be on cloud nine! rest assured, whatever it is, he'll cherish it forever (or for as much as he possibly can!)

━ dinner talk is filled to the brim with laughter and conversations about practically anything you two can think of! he, however, loves to listen to you talk. whether it's about your day or your interests, dabio patiently and intently listens to everything you have to say while he eats and chimes in with a few comments of his own.

━ serve him some wine or offer to get up and get him a second serving and this guy has got hearts in his eyes! he absolutely adores your kindness and is very much appreciative, but don't think for a second that he won't do the same for you. he treats you like royalty and c'mon, to him it's only fair!

Gaston Gourmand

━ prepare to have yourself the most delicious and exquisite dinner you've ever had. having a dinner date was his idea and he takes it as an opportunity to woo you with his killer culinary skills and romantic gestures. the location he chooses isn't the most grandiose, but it's sweet with you in mind. he opts to dine somewhere familiar: out in the open (preferably next to a lake or river) in the foldout cafe area of his camper—string lights galore! surprise, surprise, he doesn't tell you what he has planned, but you know he's up to something with the way his tone dances as he speaks. all he does manage to tell you is for you to dress in comfortable clothes come night time! doesn't have to be anything particularly fancy—you'll look great in anything!

━ doesn't take long before he gets started on the cooking. everything will be made a la gourmand! he would like for you to feast on a rare dish, but it seems that whenever he does try to go and hunt something, green grape and blueberry are always there. he mulls over the thought a bit and ultimately decides that he doesn't want to go through all that for tonight at all. besides, he has exceptional cooking skills! whatever he makes will be jaw dropping and drool inducing either way.

━ very cheesy in execution. he does that thing where he covers your eyes with his hands as he leads you to his makeshift café. he pays close attention to your reactions and his heart swells with pride once you catch a whiff of a dish that smells particularly tasty! once he takes his hands off your face, he puffs out his chest with every compliment you throw at him. he may not look the part, but gourmand is determined to impress you!

━ as your dearly devoted partner, he takes full responsibility in serving you and making you feel content through and through. doesn't expect you to eat all proper, rather, he enjoys seeing you scarf down your dinner plate. he loves to talk big, his ego blinding, but he does like hearing you talk. he lets you get your own way in everything you do, not expecting anything other than the same from you in return <3

[critterdotcom]

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!

[louismygf]

Louis Birthday Tag Game 🎉

thank you @faithinlouisfuture for tagging me 😽😽😽🫶🏼 mwuah!

when did you become a louie?

i don't exactly know when bc i remember for the longest time denying to stan louis (or anyone for that matter) 😭 but late feb (completely missed the defenceless project bc i didn't have twitter then lol) to april of 2021 i think... february being like, oh this guy from one direction is neat i really like his music and april being, wow i have fallen in hell in love with louis tomlinson he is the only man ever

your earliest fandom memory?

WELL, on tumblr, i remember long hair louis with a guitar walking through an airport trended. immediately after he posted the rockstar pic (april 10) of him on instagram 🙏🏽 AND THEN, as a twitter user... this is so cursed but #iheartawards #louies #bestfanarmy 2021 😭 i think i once told myself i'd only keep up with louis on tumblr but not on twitter,, but because i already made a twitter account in april (solely for voting), it just stuck and thus, after iheart voting ended, my stan twitter account was born lol

your favourite song (one off walls, one off fitf)?

i tend to pick two favorites so for walls it's fearless and only the brave and for fitf, all this time and lucky again

your favourite music video?

walls <3 and miss you when im feeling silly hehe

favourite gig?

ltwt manila 2022 😔😔😔😔😔😔🫶🏼 it meant the world to me 😭 louis was so happy and the crowd energy was so good. i don't know if anyone went live for my show but believe me when i say it was loudddd sksks louis was chatty and smiley and interactive and of course so so pretty. vocals were on point i could actually cry recalling the memories of him singing but Ugh it was 😔🫶🏼 those couple of hours were one of the best times of my life for real not even joking

favourite louis hair?

i love when louis' hair is on the longer side, live from london, walls hair or fitf but a bit longer, actual long hair louis Unstyled (now imagine how he'd look if it were styled), afhf hair of course like his hair in the documentary with him sitting and talking wearing his favorite black sabbath shirt And his hair wearing the iconic first ever 28op shirt. basically! long hair OR fluffy and messy <3

favourite louis interview?

the zach sang interviews and his interviews with olivia jones for total access

suit louis or tank top louis?

tank top 😋 but only by a tiny bit difference, he looks good in both!

favourite louis tattoo?

28! and the rogue + spiderweb is sick like the placement is v cool i think... tiny smiley on his thigh and duh the x smiley face too on his arm

favourite louis bodypart? (c'mon we all have one!)

big heart big brain big ass, the holy trinity. and actually also his hands,, and waist.... and. thighs yum...... and. ok im stopping here

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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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