#while captain dad and sgt mom look after him

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it’s been a while since I’ve watched the Doug comes Back arc in S2… goddamn. that is all.

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          hey all you cool cats and kittens !  it’s carole desi from big cat rescue and i’m here to deliver a tubular trio to this glorious group. i’ve been on the hunt for a solid supernatural rp for idk how long and i’m so stoked to find a home in bloodshq  &  begin writing / plotting with every single one of you !  admittedly, their backgrounds are pretty underwhelming because they’re all new muses ( lord help me ) and i’m still getting a feel for them, and i have just a few wanted connections up for grabs listed at the end of each of their blurbs, so if you see any that strike your interest please feel free to slide into my ims ( but i’m also super open to anything, so feel free to hit me with your ideas too ! )  &  now without further ado, i give you  DAMON BELMONT ,  NICHOLAS SPENCER  &  VERONA ADLER. 

damon belmont  has been seen walking the seattle streets. the werewolf has been in town for  one week, and are known to be  aloof  but also very  loyal.  the  thirty seven  year old is the  vice president of the mongrels motorcycle club.  if you tilt your head and look at them in a certain light they might resemble charlie hunnam. their pronouns are  he/him.  damon’s werewolf gene is  triggered.

statistics & connections

doesn’t know who his parents are / were.  he was found abandoned in the woods of hayfork, california as a wee babe by a pair of hikers.  tossed into the social system, he hopped from foster home to foster home, until finally sticking with a woman named delilah belmont, who eventually opted to adopt him.

she lived off the grid, in the backwoods, where she fended for herself by hunting for meat, growing her own produce, and even tended to livestock. damon thrived in this lifestyle, learning how to survive in the wilderness. he didn’t go to public school. instead, he was homeschooled by delilah, who taught him only what she valued to be of great importance. she wasn’t gonna raise no soft, yellowbelly who couldn’t fend for himself.

however, one day while out hunting, the two were attacked by a grizzly bear and it mauled delilah nearly to death before damon put a few rounds of bullets into it. there was no saving her, and she knew it. instead, she begged damon to end the pain. out of mercy, he killed her, and thus triggered the werewolf gene he didn’t even realize was in him. the confusion he had to deal with alone as a result was heartbreaking. he didn’t understand what he was, seeing himself as a monster whenever there was a full moon to unleash his inner beast. damon thought he was the only one of his kind, until he met a group of mysterious travelers.

the mongrels motorcycle club, what everyone assumed to be a band of criminals. damon first met them at a dive bar in town, where he’d been planning to drink himself into a stupor. they knew what he was immediately and offered him a home; a new family with them. while he had so many unanswered questions, the young werewolf also had nothing to lose, and so he joined the bloodmoon pack and never looked back. 

the acceptance and relief from knowing he wasn’t an abomination was overwhelming. never did he think that he would develop such a strong bond with another person, let alone an entire pack of werewolves. the bloodmoon pack has been travelling just about everywhere, stopping in areas to rest before carrying on again, living as vagabonds, and picking up “strays” / other packless werewolves along the way. he’s been with the pack for sixteen years.

( more tba yikes )

wanted connections

bloodmoon pack / mongrels mc members.  still need a president, sgt at arms, road captain, enforcer, chaplain, etc. info can be found on the wanted connections page on the main !

soulmate. listen, he’s been around the block and i think it’s safe to say he’d have found his mate by now asdjkhg. she could have already been with the pack when he joined, or joined after him at some point. completely open to plotting all the details. filled by cleo clarke

( more tba maybe sdjhfg )

nicholas “nick” spencer  has lived in seattle for  twelve years, and are known to be  broody  but also very  altruistic.  the  twenty one  year old human  goes to school at seattle university.  if you tilt your head and look at them in a certain light they might resemble finn cole. their pronouns are  he/him.  nick is  unaware  of the supernatural.

statistics & connections

born in los angeles, california to a pair of admirably gifted parents, nicholas spencer lived a fairly privileged first eight years of his life. his mother, a soap opera actress, and his father, a talented chef, gave both nick and his older sister a life full of love and luxury. yes, everything was absolutely perfect in their world. until it wasn’t.

at barely eight years old, nick was violently thrown along with his sister into one of the most traumatic experiences any child could go through; they lost their parents to a fatal car accident. being forced to move to seattle with his sister to live with their aunt, he didn’t fully understand what it meant; he couldn’t properly process what was going on. the pain of his loss was expressed more out of anger, feeling as though their parents abandoned them. and thus, nick’s out of control behavior was born.

suicide mention tw.  he struggled in school. his emotions betrayed him. instead of relishing a happy childhood, nick found himself pushing everyone away, getting into fights, sneaking out late at night to run around the city with his friends and get into all sorts of trouble with them. he couldn’t count on his hands how many times the police picked him up and brought him to his aunt’s doorstep. it only got worse once one of his best friends was found dead, written off as a suicide, though it didn’t add up in nick’s eyes and seemed so much more sinister. the young man was nearly deemed to be a lost cause, until he discovered his passion for writing.

language arts or literature was the last thing anyone would ever think to group with nick spencer. he was quite eloquent, sure, but the one thing he always did was play basketball at one of the outdoor courts in seattle. anytime he needed to blow off steam, to contemplate life, or just to shoot hoops, you could always catch him at the court. but his english teacher noticed how well he could articulate his thoughts and feelings on paper, and submitted one of his pieces to a writing contest, which earned nick the win and three thousand dollars as a prize.

bewildered by a talent he hadn’t even realized was in him, nick embraced it. he started writing in a journal ( which he keeps safely tucked away beneath the mattress of his bed ), documenting every feeling and thought as a way to express his emotions in a more productive manner. this talent earned him a full ride scholarship to seattle university, where he’s now a literature major with plans of either becoming an author or perhaps an english teacher, to follow in the footsteps of his high school teacher who he came to idolize.

( more will be added later oop )

wanted connections

his three best friends ( see listed in wanted connections on the main ! )

someone he doesn’t see eye to eye with, maybe opposite in personality or morals. most likely someone he went to high school with or someone who also attends seattle university ( bonus points if they’re supernatural )

some bad folk he may have accidentally gotten mixed up with, either in the past or current ( or both sdfhkjg ). could literally be ANYTHING, maybe he saw something he shouldn’t have, maybe there’s some drug scandal he got mixed up in and now can’t get out of ??  

more tba eventually !

verona adler  has been seen walking the seattle streets. the fae has been in town for  three years, and are known to be  restive  but also very  fervent.  the  twenty four  year old works as a  bar & grill waitress.  if you tilt your head and look at them in a certain light they might resemble dove cameron. their pronouns are  she/her. 

statistics & connections

oakdale, louisiana.  born and bred.  she was raised middle to two brothers, one older and one younger, but was the absolute apple of her mom and dad’s eye, being their only daughter. her family was reputable, as were the strawberry fields they owned. people from all over the state would pay a petty price to pick a few cartons full of the famously juicy adler strawberries.

at a very young age, verona had to learn how to better control her emotions, which is very difficult for a child to understand and do. she was known for glowing tantrums, and levitating when particularly elated over something. however, in due time, the young faerie learned to hide these paramount parts of herself from the world surrounding them, out of fear over the potential backlash of human ignorance.

she’s been very personable her entire life, much like a light in a dark room. excelling in school, she mastered both academics and the social aspect, she was on the school’s yearbook committee as well as the cheerleading squad, and played an active part in her community as best as she could, generally through volunteer work. a true southern belle, through and through.

however, verona was exhausted. she couldn’t stand pretending to be something she wasn’t; hiding her true colors from the world just because the world was deemed to be much too censorious when it came to being different. while she adored her family and friends, she wasn’t being true to herself which left her unhappy behind closed doors. so, at the age of twenty one, she found an ad in the paper for a roommate in seattle and the city was evidently huge in comparison to her small town. the thought of living somewhere that was hopefully more accepting was an absolute dream, so she packed her things and made the move.

she’s been living in seattle for three years now, working at the same bar & grill she started off with as a waitress and she loves it. she loves meeting people that come from all different walks of life, the mixture of humans and supernatural is perfect. though she’s still a little put out by hiding her true self, she enjoys being surrounded by a bigger populace of supernatural beings that she generally doesn’t have to hide around.

( more tba probably ... eventually )

wanted connections

exes / flings / one night stands.  her friends calling her a slut is just teasing and gets a laugh out of her, a stranger calling her a slut will put vee in a full on rage, but all in all .... girl gets around.  NOT because she’s a sex fiend, but because she loves the idea of being loved, and therefore looks for it in all the wrong places sdfahkfjg. 

best friend ( supernatural only pls ! ).  she needs someone she can fully open up to without worry of being judged, rant / vent to each other about all the shit in their lives, talk about things they wouldn’t normally be able to talk about in the public, etc. a good wholesome friendship.

someone she annoys / who annoys her / or both.  girl is basically a constant ray of sunshine & agonizingly curious / nosy, and that probably presses at least one person. she can’t stand some who’s a grump without a cause & has an insatiable need to pick people apart in order to find out wtf happened to them / the reason why they are the way that they are.

maybe her brother(s) ?  i mean, if anyone wanted to pick them up, they’re free to snag !!

more tba later !

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Questions I still have about 101 Dalmatians: The Series:

Why is it in America now instead of England? My only guess is that maybe Disney thought putting the setting in America might’ve been easier for younger children to understand (they put The New Adventures of Winnie the Pooh in America as well), but I don’t know.

Did Cruella ever go to jail in-between the events of the movie and the show? She didn’t in the animated movie (at least we don’t think so, but the 2003 animated sequel shows that there’s a restraining order against her with fur- meanwhile Horace and Jasper were arrested), but she did in the live-action movie and was released at the beginning of 102 Dalmatians.

And when did Cruella suddenly agree that wearing fur was politically incorrect (at least there’s a behind-the-scenes reason...executive meddling. Cruella still wanting to kill the puppies wouldn’t have sat well with censors/parents on a Saturday morning cartoon from 1997).

When did Two-Tone get her ear pierced?

Why the hell did Lucky and Two-Tone have romantic interest in each other in “Love ‘Em and Flea ‘Em” despite being siblings? Though it seemed like someone on the staff caught onto it and neither of them have interest like that for the remainder of the show (Lucky would later fall in love with another Dalmatian pup, Rebecca, who has no relation at all to him. Thank goodness. Some episodes make it look like Two-Tone went back to Mooch, but the series was not aired in order. If the episodes did air chronologically, “Love ‘Em and Flea ‘Em” marks Two-Tone’s departure from Mooch’s gang- nice character development for her, there!). Two-Tone was apparently going to be called “Pants” at one point with some sort of attraction to Lucky- there’s some possibility that “Pants” might have been a different character at this point in production and might not have been related at all (the show’s concept was overhauled a few times; anything’s possible), but again, I don’t know.

What happened to Tripod’s friends (Duke and the two unnamed Dalmatians) from “Full Metal Pullet”? We never see them again after this episode.

Do Penny, Fidget, Pepper, and Freckles exist in this continuity? A pup that looks like Freckles appears briefly in “You Say It’s Your Birthday” but it’s not confirmed if it’s him or not. Jewel exists off-screen in this continuity.

So...was it mandatory for the pups to be part of the Bark Brigade or not? Apparently early in production, the Bark Brigade stories would’ve focused on the adult dogs, but the premise was overhauled.

Does Spot have a dad? Does Dumpling have a mom?

What happened to the fourth cow from the animated film? In the original movie, there were four cows in the dairy farm that the Dalmatians stop at to rest- Princess, Duchess, Queenie, and and unnamed fourth cow. Princess and Duchess were minor characters in the series, Queenie appeared in one episode (”Channels”, I believe) at a different farm, and the fourth cow is nowhere to be seen.

Speaking of which, why are Duchess and Princess at the same farm with Colonel, Captain, and Sgt. Tibbs? The animated film shows them at different farms.

Cruella lives in the mansion near the farm now? In all other adaptations she lives in a different manor while the one out in the country (”Hell Hall” in the books and 1961 movie, “DeVil Manor” in the 1996 live-action movie, and “Villa DeVil” in the TV series) was owned by her but more-or-less abandoned.

What state are Gruetly, Topstown, and Stiffle in?

Why doesn’t Patch wear a regular collar? He instead wears a rope tied around his neck for some reason.

Why does Anita still work for Cruella? Was she even aware that Cruella tried to kill the puppies in this series? She was unaware in the 1961 film but did realize it in the 1996 film. In the 1996 film, Anita was fired by Cruella after she refused to sell the puppies, while in the 1961 film she didn’t work for her and was just a former classmate of hers.

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I’ll Be Right Beside You

Chapter 1

Pairing: Steve x Bucky x Reader

POV: Third person

Word count: 1871

Summary:  When her husband goes missing, Police Chief Y/N Rogers takes matters into her own hands, with help from best friend Sgt. James B. Barnes. The two police officers go rogue, risking everything to find him, but when they discover a horrible truth about the man they are trying to find, will they continue the search?

Warning: Story is 18+

A/N- If you’d like to be tagged let me know! :)

Credits to original owners of pictures and gifs

“Get on your knees Elliot, I won’t ask again.” She held her gun towards the man in front of her. The man stands his ground ignoring her request.

“I’ve told you I don’t know where he is! Just leave Y/N.”

“You know why I can’t do that. I know you were with him that night, now where. Is. He!” She fires her gun into the ceiling above the man, causing him to flinch. “On your knees!”

The man finally yields “Jesus! Okay, okay!”

She reaches around her waist and grabs a pair of handcuffs “I am arresting you on suspicion of the disappearance of Captain Steve Rogers, You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to have an attorney. If you cannot afford one, one will be appointed to you by the court.”

“You know I didn’t do this Y/N, you know I didn’t.” The man pleaded with her “I though we were friends!” She pulls him up to stand and walks him towards the cop car.

 “I’m sorry Elliot but right now I can’t trust anyone. Not even you.” She shuts the door and then gets into the driver’s seat. “I just need answers, and I need them now.”

  “I see you did the dirty work without me once again chief, I though I was your partner!”

“You were spending time with your family Buck, I’m not just gonna pull you away from your kid’s birthday. Besides it’s only Elliot.” Bucky shakes his head and places his hands on her shoulders.

“Thank you, but you shouldn’t go alone, something could have happened. Promise me you will call me next time. I can’t lose you too Y/N.” He wraps his arms around her figure and hugs her tightly “He’s my best friend and you’re his girl. I gotta keep you safe. You’re special to me too ya know.”

“I know. I’m sorry for not telling you, I just miss him. I need to find him Buck! The kids they…” she pauses trying to hold back tears “They need their father, and I need my husband…I just I just can’t do this without him, I love him so much!”

“C’mon let’s get you home, doll. I’ll make you guys supper. I’ll bring the boys over too.” He wraps an arm over her shoulder and leads her to her car.

“Thanks Buck.��

“No problem. Jeez you’ll have to get a new back bumper, how long have you had this Bronco anyways?”

“Too long.” She laughs “But it’s my baby, I just can’t get rid of her.” Her hand slides across the large dent in the back and remembers how it got there. The memory of Steve teaching their oldest Garrett, to drive in his old pickup, and had been goofing around when they ended up hitting the rear end of her car. They were so scared to tell her what happened, but she was just thankful they weren’t hurt. Steve would have gotten them out of it anyways, he just had to say the right things and she’d forget why she was mad.

“Okay, I’ll meet you at yours in a few.” Bucky waves and then heads on his way.

 When Y/N gets home she finds the house in utter chaos. School books scattered across the floor, blankets and pillows thrown everywhere, and muddy footprints on the furniture! “Hello!” She calls but hears no answer. The house had never been this silent and she was beginning to get suspicious. “Where is everyone?” She takes off her boots and starts to venture into the living room. No kids, just dirt. The kitchen was an even bigger disaster and there were plates smashed on the tiled floor. She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes. Good thing those were the dishes her mother-in-law gave her instead of her expensive china. “Guys this isn’t funny! You’re in big trouble!” She walks up the stairs and hears a shuffling coming from her room. She quietly sneaks towards the door and peeks through the crack. “Rawr!”

“AHHH Mama!” her daughter Lily yelps when her mother grabs her from behind. “You scared me!”

“And you made a mess!”

“It wasn’t just me! We were playing with the football.” 

“Of course you guys were...Where are your brothers?” Lily looks down and fiddles with her thumbs. “Lily, where are they?”

“I told them not too mama!” she cries jumping into her mother’s arms. “They made me cry!” She brushes a few golden locks from Lily’s face and tries to calm the six-year-old down.

“Shh sweetheart, they’ll apologize, but first we have to find them.” The girl shyly nods and wipes a tear from her cheek.

“They’re in daddy’s room.” Y/N freezes. Steve’s work room was always locked! She rushes down the stairs with Lily in her arms. She walks towards the back of the house and see’s the basement door opened. Marching in, Y/N puts a hand on her hip.

“Garrett! Aiden! Eric! What are you doing in here!? You know you aren’t allowed to be-“

“Mom wait! We just wanted to help!” Garrett says backing up. “D-dad he he, we thought that he was-“

“Boys, your father’s room has always been off limits. There are so many dangerous things that you could hurt yourselves with! Oh my God Eric put that down!” She sets Lily down and lunges towards the small boy. He had been holding a small vial filled with a crimson liquid in it.

“Mom please just listen to Garrett! We found somethings that might-“

“Hey guys, what happened to your house? Did a tornado hit?” Bucky says cutting off Aiden. The room stills, and Bucky meets the gaze of a sour looking Y/N. “Uhh sorry um.”

“Can you take Eric and Lily upstairs please, I need to chat with these two.” Bucky looks from one boy to the other and nods as he grabs hold of the two younger children’s hands. They retreat up stairs and away from the wrath of Y/N. “You two are going to clean up this whole house till it’s spotless, and I never want you in this room again, am I clear?” 

“But Mom, look at all this! Dad, I think he was hiding something!” 

“That is enough! Go upstairs and go help your uncle Buck. I expect everything to be cleaned after dinner.” Defeated they nod and run up the stairs. She sighs and sits down at Steve’s oak desk. There were notebooks and maps taken from the drawers. She knew she shouldn’t go through his stuff, but what if there were clues? She opens a notebook, it was written in a different language she didn’t recognize and only had old military notes, which was gibberish to her. The amount of hours her husband spent down here were incredible, but she never once knew what he was up to. She would ask from time to time but he would just dance around the subject, like he does…or did. Shaking her head, she puts the book down and stands, she then notices the tiny vial her son had been holding. It wasn’t labeled nor; did it look to have a specific place…where did it come from? She picks it up and squints at the contents. It was thick like…blood? Before she could inspect the red fluid, Bucky finds himself at the bottom of the stairs staring at her. The concentration on her face made him forget why he had walked back down. That was the thing about Y/N, she would always make Bucky speechless.

“Oh Buck you scared me!” She said putting a hand on her heart “I was just about to come upstairs.”

“Uh, yeah sorry…um spaghetti?”

She sets the vial down and looks at Bucky confused “You made spaghetti?”

“…What? Oh! Yeah that’s what we made yeah…sorry I just spaced out for a minute, doll.” He rubs the back of his neck and looks at his feet.

“Well spaghetti is a favourte of mine…especially made by you.” She hugs his shoulder and walks up the stairs. Bucky pauses before following up after her. The intense feelings he once had pushed away long ago were making their ugly appearance again, but at the worse time imaginable. He could remember when he first met her, how young they were. He had met her during the summer of their senior year of high school at the swimming pool where they both happened to work. She was the new lifeguard and he was her trainer the first day. They instantly hit it off and Bucky started to develop feelings, but once he introduced Steve to her, the two of them became inseparable.

 “I think I want to ask Y/N on a date. Do you think she’d say yes?”

“Y-yeah man, she’d be crazy not to.”

Steve was head over heels for the girl that Bucky wanted, but Bucky would never tell him that. Steve was different then him, he would treat her better then Bucky ever could. He wanted his friend to be happy and he wanted her to be happy. Bucky was a womanizer and thought it was better to let go of this one, before he messed up like he always did, but the feelings for her had always been there. Before he knew it Steve and Y/N were married and so was he. They had four kids, Bucky had two of his own. He wasn’t allowed to be in love with his best friend’s girl, but she would always have a hold over him.

  After supper, the kids went to work cleaning, while the adults had work of their own. Y/N and Bucky found themselves tearing apart Steve’s office, just hoping for one clue.

“There’s so much crap down here! How will we even find anything? Uggghhh Steve, why did you make everything so cryptic!?” She huffs routing through a drawer.

“Elliot was the last one with him, right? Maybe we should get a search warrant for his place? I bet there’d be something there. You questioned him earlier right?”

“Yeah, but he said nothing! Literally just kept saying he didn’t know anything!”

“Could I talk to him? Maybe he would say something to me, we were in the military together after all. We go way back.”

She sighs and plops down in the desk chair again. “I know he’s lying Buck, I just know it…I I know there isn’t proof yet but I swear I will find something! I don’t know…maybe I missed something?” She flips through Steve’s notebook and it suddenly catches Bucky’s eye.

“Y/N what’s that book there?”

“I don’t know…here take a look, you’d probably understand it better then I could.” She tosses the book over and Bucky skims the contents.

“This is in Russian…why would Steve be writing in…wait let me see those maps.” He grabs the maps and drapes them over the large desk “It looks like he was searching for something, but these maps aren’t from this area…”

“Why would he be searching for something in Russia?”

Something clicked inside Bucky’s head. He knew this map, Steve knew this map and Elliot sure as hell knew it too. “I don’t think he was searching for it…He knew exactly where it was, this map was supposed to be given to someone else…Steve what were you planning?”

“Buck what are you talking about?”

“Grab you coat, we’re going to have a chat with our good friend Elliot.”

Tags: @kates-coming-home

A/N- Garrett is 16, Adian is 14, Eric is 8, and Lily is 6.