#aggie with the gang again

[sweetcapncakeskissing]

frogm recent aggie!!!!!!

PLEASE appreciate Scrabble Craggle and Key doozer (formerly known as Axe) THE SECOND DRAWING OF THEM IS BY PRINCE RIPPLEFIELDS YOU KNOW 'EM YOU LOVE 'EM!!!

#sweet cap'n cakes #fraggle rock #guilty gear #A.B.A #warioware #orbuphone #god everybody is here huh? #the painter paints once more #aggie with the gang again

[dilfl0v3rss]

Hear me outt 🌝 - jealous ony .. and y/n gets a lil lesson

yes yes yesssssss😩

all mine

cw: car sex, public sex!!

word count: 1.8k

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ony isn’t the jealous type, having lots of confidence in your love for him. he trusted you with his life and expected you to do the same with him so if there was an issue that had him feeling a little more possessive then it usually had barely anything to do with you. it was these thirsty ass niggas.

“baby please go sit the fuck down. too damn early for you t’be irritating me.” it was nine in the morning and you decided i’d be fun to give ony a little show in the living room, twerking and singing along to different songs playing on youtube. right now the princess dianna remix was playing and you was sitting in his lap, bouncing up and down as if you were riding him. “cmon boy i know you wanna touch all dis.” hands raking all over your body as you looked down at his bored face.

ony wasn’t trying to do nothing but smoke a wood with his breakfast and you were ruining that by putting your tiddies all in his face. “mama go somewhere wit allat before i spank you furreal.” his deep voice rumbled from his chest as he lightly pushed you off of him. this man clearly had an attitude, but you knew his stuck up ass wasn’t gon say nothing about it. “what’s wrong papa? why you so aggy?” you were trying to get him to communicate with you, but quickly changed your mind once he got to sucking his teeth, acting as if you were being a pest or something.

rolling your eyes, you started to say something smart, but we’re cut off by the sound of ony’s ringtone. connie’s contact came up and the way your man moved to grab the phone pissed you tf off. “yoo?……nah i’m just chillin at the crib rn…..of course gang we out.” your hands instantly gravitated towards your hips, weight being supported on one leg as you gave him a stank face. “you out where?”

once again, this sassy ass man sucked his teeth before replying. “finna go hoop wit the guys.” this had to be some type of sick joke. there’s no way this man, YOUR man, the one who literally had an attitude five minutes ago, was suddenly prepped up and ready to go run around with his little friends, but couldn’t even have a little fun with you.

“what about me? you don’t wanna stay wit me today daddy?” voice softening as you leaned down to ony’s face. you looked into his brown eyes as you waited for him to fold. he stared right back at you, licking his lips before his phone buzzed once again, ruining the moment as you seen his group chat start to blow his phone up with messages. “you can come wit me ma, but i wanna go hoop.”

what a fucking joke. you pushed yourself of off where your arms were rested before walking to your room, hips swaying with attitude. you wanted to go to target anyways so you decided you’d go to the park with him just this once to get what you wanted, but you had no intention of speaking to this man until he gave you the attention you deserved.

you sat on the park bench, watching ony get all sweaty and sexy playing with his friends. “cashhh bitch! y’all niggas suck i’m finna start putting money on this shit.” ony chuckled as he watched eren and reiner holding their hands on their knees, clearly out of breath from getting their ass whooped again.

“man fuck you. you and connie don’t even need to be on the same team cause y’all mothafuckas played in high school. if we was on that field you know damn well me and rei would be whooping that ass.” eren and reiner dapped each other up before each of them went to go get some water. ony approached you on the bench, shirt discarded somewhere near the courts, chest glistening with sweat as he practically snatched the water from in front of you and drank it.

“excuse me you fucking beast. at least ask.” you reached to snatch the water back, but he just held it higher so you couldn’t reach, giving you a warning glacé. “girl watch your mouth ‘fore i embarrass you in this park.” you rolled your eyes, plopping yourself back in your seat and pulling out your phone. “just go play wit ya little boyfriends ony.” you mumbled, texting on your phone as if you said nothing.

ony clearly didn’t hear you, walking back to go set up another game. “excuse me. this seat taken?” you turned around with attitude, still pissed at your stupid ass boyfriend. when you looked up at where the voice was coming from you were surprised to see a very handsome older man staring back at you. “nah you good. s’just me.” the man smiled at you, gladly taking a seat while digging in his back for his sneakers. “aww that’s a shame. why’s a pretty girl like you at the park all alone?”

you were going to correct him and let him know that you meant alone on the bench, not alone at the park, but your words were soon forgotten. “i’m zeke, eren’s brother. you a friend of his?” you nodded your head, voice stuck in your throat as zeke chuckled at your lack of reply. “you don’t talk much do ya? that’s fine. how about you give me your number and i’ll do all the talking.” as handsome as he was, you were a loyal woman and only wanted to be with one man.

you opened your mouth to politely shoot him down when you were interrupted. “nah she good.” ony’s lower stomach was was right behind your head as you and zeke looked up at him. face showing signs of irritation as he stood over you with his arms crossed on his chest. zeke held his hands up in defense as he practically rats you out. “i mean no harm, the pretty lady said she was here alone so i asked for her number. i had no idea.”

you looked up at your boyfriend, giving him a shy smile as you practically smelled the jealousy coming off of him. “uhh we’ll since that’s outta the way, you guys got room for one more?” zeke stood up, clearly uncomfortable with the tense energy being emitted from the both of you right now. “go ahead man, m’just leaving.” the blonde man gave him a small nod before leaving the two of you alone. “baby it’s not what is lo-”

“get in the car mama, we going home.”

the two of you didn’t even make is home, legs spread in the passenger seat as ony had one hand caressing the back of your neck while the other was buried deep in your panties. you’ve tried explaining the situation many times, and he seemed to understand what really happened, but he still fingered you with so much vigor that you couldn’t help but feel he was upset with you. “p-please papa i didn’t do anything wrongggg. it was just mis-miscommunication.”

his fingers dug into you deeper, nodding to you in understanding as he sucked hickies into your neck. “i know mama. i know. it’s just…just-” “jus’ what daddy? what i do?” a soft sigh left your lips at ony’s fingers left your hole, lifting to your clit before rubbing it slowly. “ion like seeing you talk to men ion know.” his fingers moved faster, making you shake under his arm as your release approached.

“i didn’t k-know. m’sorryyyy” your climax was at the tip of your tongue, but before long it was ripped away. ony leaned back in his seat before pulling his shorts and boxers below his hips. dick standing tall against his stomach as his hands moved towards your hips. “it’s okay princes. ima teach you, and make sure you never forget.”

though ony had a soft smile on his face, his grip on your hips was tight as he lifted you over the center console. your sundress was bunched up at your stomach so your boyfriend had easy access to your pretty pussy. he waisted no time ripping your panties in the middle and lining himself up with your tight entrance. “no screaming, no running, no crying, understand?”

before you could answer a scream erupted from your throat as ony slammed you down on his dick. “the fuck i just say mama?” large hands squeezing your ass tightly as he continued bouncing you up and down on his lap. lewd moans flew from your lips as you felt how delicious your walls felt against him. “i know it feel good, but i need you to stay quiet f’me okay? we still in public.” your eyes migrated toward the tinted windows, getting a good view of the still occupied park as well as you friends playing basketball.

“i’ll be quiet, promise.” your lips connected, dancing sloppily with each other before ony spoke into your mouth. “good girl.” his dick began kissing your cervix, palms taking up most of the space of your ass. “you mine right?” the two of you were eye to eye as he moved his hand to your neck, a silent command for you to bounce on your own as he continued thrusting from under you.

“y-yes daddy. only yours.” ony smiled at your response, rewarding you by angling his hips upward in the way that makes you want to melt into him. “this my pussy ain’t it?” he took your wrists, holding them behind your back as the two of you made love chest to chest. you moaned his name repeatedly like a prayer until you felt the urge to pee. “your heart, mind, and body. who’s is it?”

you felt your climax once again, this time stronger than before. pussy already leaking so much that it wet the seats under you as you continued fucking yourself onto ony’s dick. he knew you were close when you clenched tightly around him, clearly holding your release in so you can ask for permission. a wide smile crept into his face as he watched how obedient you were. “answer me and you can cum mama. who you belong to?”

“y-you daddyyy.” usually this answer would’ve satisfied him, but your boyfriend was in a different type of mood today. “nah princess say my name. my real name.” your pussy fluttered around him in delight, loving every second of this moment as you began kissing up his chest. ony shivered under you when you reached his neck, stopping right behind his ear. “i’m all y-yours. on-onyankoponnnn.”

your orgasm crashed down in waves, making you shake as your juices ran down his thighs. your boyfriend wasn’t far behind you, shooting his load deep inside you while holding your body on his. “that’s my good girl. never forget that either.”

#aot onyankopon #onyankopon x black reader #aot x black reader #onyankopon x reader #aot #aot smut #onyankopon x black!reader #onyankopon aot #onyankopon smut #onyankopon

[cartoonkitten]

100% wolf music headcanons or something i’m bored and feeling stupid /silly/nsrs. apolgies if inaccurate but like. cmon. they’re all weird so expect random (also i like random ass music ok)

freddy — green day type shit ngl. sum 41, surf curse, misfits? idk. asap rocky too maybe, the cure, smashing pumpkins. also, abba, like cmon. butthole surfers, bloodhound gang, blink-182,

batty — SANTIGOLD SANTIGOLD SANTIGOLD. ALSO CYPRESS HILL. electric six, eels, placebo, ghoul, creature feature, jason derulo?, maroon 5?? OUTKAST, horrorpops? tiLLie, bangs, SKATING POLLY

ivan — def korn or something but also fleetwood mac tbh. ik it’s random but hear me out, he’s genuinely a fancy dude, he would be into that magical 80s music. ALSO duran duran, gorillaz, divinyls, primer 55, x-cops, ramones, danzig in general, finntroll

kitty — A BOHAB? 100% A BOHAB (gwar). LUNACHICKSSSSS, the cramps obv, white zombie and rob zombie duh, mindless self indulgence, polkadot cadaver, primer 55, blood red shoes, BAD BRAINS BAD BRAINS,

scarlett — koffin kats (my favorite character my favorite band ok). AND I ALREADY SAID SHE LIKED THE CRAMPS SO YEAH. linkin park tbh. YOOO SCREWED UP CLICK AND LIL KEKE?? dollyrots, stolen babies, muse, 12 stones probably, outkast, also polkadot cadaver, finntroll

aggie — RED HOT CHILLI PEPPERS? also green day, AND B-52S OMGGGGG. usher, the go-gos, marina, tv on the radio, the cure, samantha fox

omar — duran duran, teamonade, ramones, silent horror, HE WOULD LIKE YOUNG FATHERS IDK??? weezer?, steve lacy, black sabbath,

wendy — electric six, willow, doja cat, THE BANGLESSSSS, pink, blondie, tears for fears, outkast, ALSO STEVE LACY AND DURAN DURAN AGAIN,

winslow — hell yeah oingo boingo. smash mouth, bryan ferry, he might dig i monster idk lol, pixies, adam ant, the bangles and b-52s also, the chills, spice girls??

this is all i got rn and it’s forever all over the fucking place cause bro i’m always listening to songs and like "*POINTS* YOU. (so and so 100% wolf character) WOULD LOVE THIS. AND YOU. AND PROBABLY YOU." and yeah i’ll prolly add more laterz

#griffin speaks #100% wolf #yeah #can you tell i love punk and new wave #freddy listens to shrek 2 soundtrack also #this got really random but hear me out

[scoobypineapple]

Genuinely shocked she’s never been referenced again, like????

Obvi she’s not important but like just given her circumstances as a SDWAY character (from season 1 nonetheless), and with her being the gangs first random friend from straight outta nowhere (ala Wendy Airs, Jimmy Proudwolf, Arlene Wilcox, Antonio, Aggie Mcduff, etc.) figure she’d at least have been namedropped in some sort of modern incarnation

#scooby doo #scooby doo where are you #Sharon wetherby

[papillon82fluttersby]

Famous Five Art Nostalgia #08 – Part 2

Introductory post

Masterpost

In this post, you will find the set of illustrations that featured in the special “Idéal Bibliothèque” collection.

🚲🦉🚪 Five Get into Trouble – Le Club des Cinq en péril

Original publication date: 1949 (UK), 1957 (France)

(Full cover by Jeanne Hives, 1962)

Plot summary (adapted from Wikipedia):

Siblings Julian, Dick and Anne are spending the Easter school holidays at Kirrin Cottage with their cousin Georgina and her dog, Timmy. After George's parents, Quentin and Fanny, depart for some scientific conferences, the Five embark on a cycling and camping holiday.

(Uncle Quentin doesn’t always know how to deal with George’s exuberance) [Note: I love this picture of George, she looks so cute!]

(Onwards to adventure!)

(A pastoral start to the holidays)

At a lake, they encounter a boy named Richard Kent, who wants to spend the day cycling with them. He promises to stay at his aunt's house at the end of the day, if his mother gives him permission. The children agree, and Richard joins them without bothering to request parental permission.

(A refreshing bath at the lake)

(Sharing breakfast with Richard)

[Note 1: Oh jeez. I couldn’t read the caption on the previous low-quality picture, but Richard is talking with George about their respective short-tempered fathers, and Richard asks, “Does he hurt you?” The implications are bleak. 🙁]

[Note 2: On a lighter note, Richard gives Timmy a piece of bread and butter in the French version, compared to “a nice little tidbit of roll and anchovy paste” in the original text!]

(Richard joins the Five on their cycling tour)

Richard is later chased by a car driven by Rooky, one of his wealthy father's former bodyguards, who was fired because Richard had told tales about him. Rooky's associates chase Richard on foot in Middlecombe Woods, where they mistake Dick for Richard and kidnap him. Richard finds Julian and George, who berate him for his mendacity and cowardice.

(Timmy, Julian, George, and Richard, lagging behind, hurry back to Dick and Anne)

(Richard is ashamed after being berated by George and Julian for his cowardice, but kind-hearted Anne is sympathetic)

The children trace Dick to Owl's Dene, and on the way Julian observes a man changing clothes and another man throwing clothes down a well.

(Strange dealings at night)

(Owl’s Dene’s eponymous guardian)

(The children’s first sight of Owl’s Dene)

At Owl's Dene, the children sneak into the house but are caught and imprisoned, while Timmy remains outside.

(Caught!)

That night, Julian finds Dick locked in an upstairs room and discovers a secret room with a man sleeping in it.

(A happy reunion despite the tense faces)

(In the morning, Julian makes one of his many delightful quips to a disconcerted Aggie [Margot]. I love how George and Anne just seem to be enjoying the show! 🤣)

(George orders Timmy to stay down while a car enters the grounds; Timmy is Not Pleased)

The next morning, Rooky arrives and sees his associates have kidnapped the wrong boy. The Five and Richard are nearly freed, but Richard is recognised and they are imprisoned in the grounds of the house.

(Trapped on the grounds!)

(Richard is shaken after seeing Rooky again, an attitude for which George has no patience at all)

(George feeds the household’s chicken with what Hunchy [La Bosse], one of their captors, believes to be poisoned food intended for Timmy. A well-deserved payback!)

When one of the gang members leaves in their car, Richard hides in the boot, narrowly escapes being recaptured and then goes to the police.

(Richard, with some remaining traces of soot in his hair)

(Richard at the police station)

When the police arrive at Owl's Dene, Julian shows them the secret room containing an escaped convict and stolen diamonds.

(Final scuffle with the villains)

(Dick, Anne and George hide in the secret room along with the escaped convict and retrieve the stolen diamonds)

The Five later join Richard for a meal and praise his heroism.

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Bonus:

This text appears on the inside of the cover, and gives a teaser for the story… But you’ll see that, for such a short text, it contains a remarkable amount of nonsense:

The first sentence says that the Five are going on a cycling tour to go camping on Kirrin Island. Oh wow, does Kirrin Island have roads now (and a bridge to go there)…? 🤔

The second sentence clearly states that Richard gets kidnapped by strangers in front of Dick and Anne. Sigh… Could these people just maybe leaf through the book to check that what they’re writing is accurate? 😓

The last line indicates the targeted readership. I assume that “F. G.” stands for “filles / garçons”, or “boys and girls.” Okay, fine. What I take issue with is the age limit: “up to 14 years old.” Well, poop on you, I fully intend to read these books well into my 140s! 👻

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Thanks for reading and see you next time!

#papillon82 reads #famous five art nostalgia #famous five #le club des cinq #illustrations #jeanne hives #enid blyton

[calypsoff]

Twenty Five.

I think I am having the worst nights sleep, worst then Robyn not being around. She might as well not be around because like, the fuck. There is nothing there, I mean there is but maybe it’s me, I need to do more. She doesn’t understand how hard it is, I mean literally my dick is so hard right now in bed with her. Lifting my head up looking down at Robyn asleep with her bonnet on, taking in a deep breath. Pressing a kiss to her cheek and moved back away from her slowly, being big spoon with a hard dick is hard. I feel like Robyn is purposely trying to not wear anything too sexy so I can’t be hard for her, but I am still hard. It seems like Robyn is having the best sleep, meanwhile I am hating it all. I even purposely slept naked and she didn’t care, grabbing my tee from the floor in a huff. This can’t happen, third day in Virginia and no sex, maybe I need to push for it. I need to do more for her, I need to be romantic, I think yes. That is what I need to do, I need to be romantic towards her, I haven’t been that. Getting up from the bed, it’s like seven in the morning. I struggle to sleep so much, I can’t sleep for shit because my dick be having a mind of its own, at one point I was even having a wet dream, nearly got caught slipping there but it needs to happen. I am going to try the romantic thing; I am really unsure if it’s me or Robyn sometimes but if this doesn’t work then we going to have some real ass problems and I don’t want that for us. I love Robyn too much for that, I adore her with my whole heart. It’s not about sex, it’s not because if it was then I would be gone a while ago, but it needs to happen because she can do it. if it was an issue where she really can’t, I would understand.

Staring at Robyn’ hazel eyes just twinkling in the sun that is shining down into the hotel room, even without makeup. I say this a lot to myself but without makeup, Robyn is ever so beautiful, and I cannot fault that. Looking away from Robyn as she turned away from the window and grabbed her drink, I pretended I was staring at my hand. I looked back at Robyn as she went back to staring out of the window, I grinned at the fact she is really my childhood sweetheart. She just so happens to be famous, but she is “you’re quiet” she caught me, she caught my eyes staring at her “just admiring you, you have such beautiful eyes. It was nice to watch” Robyn pulled a face while touching her bonnet “even with my bonnet on?” nodding my head “I am just thinking, I have been thinking a lot you know. But just thinking that you are really my childhood sweetheart. It’s kind of goofy but yeah” Robyn scrunched up her nose, she is getting shy “I have missed you a lot, it’s nice to just spend time with you and your family. Your dad is funny, it’s nice to see a father here. I think I like it the most how he babies you and you hate it” rolling my eyes “he dumb, like he don’t need to be pinching my cheeks like I am a child, but yeah. We are going to the family home today, you good with that?” I asked like I gave her a choice “I am happy with that” I need to prepare this room; it isn’t valentine’s day, but I need to make it happen.

Walking in behind Robyn into my family home “I could get used to this, afternoon!” my mother rushed over “don’t get too used to it, but I need to go and see Barry. Robyn I didn’t mention it but I need to see him, I won’t be long but I need y’all to look after Robyn for me. I mean Rich is here, but I need y’all to be good to her” Robyn is looking at me like don’t leave me “why, where are you going?” she questioned “I am just going to sort some paperwork for him, it will be quick. My mother can show you some things here, I will be back” Robyn nodded her head “ok then” wrapping my arm around Robyn, pressing a kiss to her forehead “baby I will look after you, do not worry. Hurry up though” I grinned turning around to leave, I need to prepare the hotel room and make it the most romantic thing ever, I will do the most because this needs to work. Closing the door behind me and walking down the footpath “nigga!” TJ spat, saluting him. They been waiting for me, Tina is like part of the gang now, but she could come in handy “we are here to help you!” TJ shouted; can he just not shout so much Robyn could hear him. Getting into the car “so mission sexy time is in order” hitting TJ’ arm “shut up and drive!” I spat.

Tina is so good, like I am barely doing anything, she is doing the hotel room her damn self “you think she will like this?” I questioned “oh she will, I mean who wouldn’t. This is like valentine’s day, but every day should be spoil your girlfriend day, Robyn will appreciate this so much” nodding my head, I have literally got all the balloons and roses out and all that fancy shit “Barry, can I speak to you one minute” waving him over, I need to ask him something. Walking off to the living area of the hotel “would you wear a condom?” I asked straight up “I would be shooting my babies up that, I would forever go raw” I feel like Barry has been waiting to say that “wow, relax” I said half shocked “ok, on a real but if you start to put a condom on it’s going to start making shit extra weird and then she may feel a type of way so don’t, unless you don’t want that to happen” rubbing the side of my face “not that I don’t, I just don’t want that to happen to her again. Shit, if getting her pregnant means she won’t go on tour, sign me up but yeah. Cool, I hope it works, I need to be extra romantic. You know I am goofy and shit” I am nervous that if it flops, it will be so awkward “nah, you are doing a lot for her, this will happen. I promise, I get it, but this will work. You love her a lot though. To be doing this for her, like it’s a lot” taking in a deep breath “I do, that is the thing” I mumbled, I love Robyn so much and I Would do anything for her.

I totally feel like a teenager, oh god. This is crazy to me, like I have been thinking of this day, as soon as my dad said I needed to coax her I been thinking, what is better then starting from the beginning. Dragging open the classroom door “Mr Brown, you’re late again” I busted out laughing seeing Miss Polkovita “it is so good to see you Christopher” walking towards her “bring it in” hugging her as I laughed out, I can’t believe it “this is crazy, you still around and the classroom ain’t changed at all. Look at it” I am getting major flashbacks right now “and I am still here teaching, not even you could get me to quit” moving back from the hug “this is the very desk you forced me to sit in” I pointed at the desk “you damn right it is, I was shocked to hear. They told me Christopher wants to do something nice for his girlfriend and his girlfriend is Rihanna. I goes of course I will be here, it’s so good to see you here. I honestly am really happy for you, I am not shocked that you both got together because you were so infatuated by her, you actually started to listen” I snorted laughing “we were best friends first, but I fell, this was the moment you know. But it’s dope that the school let me do this” I hope Robyn likes it.

Locking my phone smiling, Robyn is coming. I hope Tina did blindfold her, I just want to go back to basic with Robyn and I, sometimes I feel like we can trail away from what we were. I just want us to go back to that lust and love we have, I felt like bringing her here would do that. I did a little thing here “you look so nervous Christopher” I chuckled, my teacher is here like she knows me “a little, I love her. Being here has made me feel this way because it’s like stage one, I remember looking behind me and she was there, hair tied back and just so pretty. I just want her to come already” rubbing my chin feeling ever so nervous “my son doesn’t believe me that I taught you and Robyn, wait till I tell him this. But I really saw you both were meant to be, I just saw the announcement and I said ok that was going to happen, just a little too late” the door opened and Rich poked his head around “Tina I don’t like this, I really don’t” that means she wore the blindfold, Tina shuffled in with Robyn “don’t fire me just yet, just stand here for me” clasping my hands together smiling wide “I am going to take it off” Rich said as he took off her blindfold “good afternoon Miss Fenty” Robyn’ eyes widened looking around “oh my god” placing her hands over her mouth “Miss Polkovita, oh my god” Robyn hugged her “what the hell is this, Chris! What a flashback!” I really got Robyn, she is shook and I like that.

Getting up from the seat “you know only the naughty kids sit in the back” we have the classroom all to ourselves, I mean I ain’t going to flat out have sex with her here “well that is a lie, I am a good girl and I got to sit here. This feels so weird, my god. Like this is such a blast from the past” sitting on the edge of the desk facing Robyn “and you would sit right there across from me, and I would say Chris I need to do this wait. Let me finish the note” I grinned nodding my head “and when that dude tried to ask you out like the fuck, man. Nobody was dating you on my watch, you were mine. I was aggy though, I ruined everything for you” biting on my bottom lip “I also found you too skinny” I scoffed moving off the desk “you talk too much, dang. But I was so aggy with you, I ain’t let you do anything. I treated you like you were mine and you weren’t, you could have told me to go away but you didn’t” she could have “mhmmm, in a weird way I liked you” I gasped “weird way, get up. Come, we going somewhere else, let’s walk the halls” I got a little something else for her “how you get this done? I am shocked” I winked “just my secret, come on twin” Robyn got up from the seat giggling, she looks so damn happy and I like that “I love you so much, for doing this. You know it’s not valentines right? That has been” waving her off “every day is love” if this doesn’t get me in her good books, I have lost.

I busted out laughing after the picture was taken “oh wow, the exact spot too. Dang, this is crazy” the principle walked off “I can send the picture to you right now from the camera but yes, we have the old picture of Robyn and you in the hall. We pride ourselves that Rihanna came here, you just so happened to be in that picture, but I can’t wait to update it. Looks like I haven’t updated the school in years” shaking my head “I have always been a spare part huh, dang” Robyn placed her arms around me “stop it, I love you” she kissed my cheek “cool, so you send me that and we will speak soon but come” I am rushing here, I want to get to the hall “Chris, I feel overwhelmed. I am shocked. Where are we going next?” holding onto Robyn’ hand walking out of the room “a little something, like this place comes with good vibes but also I was very heartbroken when you left. I felt like this moment was taken from me because I was so close to just asking you. I was a young nigga in love Robyn, you came from the islands, you weren’t like these girls and I was so close, and you left, I was unfulfilled so badly, so it was taken from me” I know Robyn is confused, but she will understand soon when we reach the destination.

Before we turned the corner I need to ask Robyn this “hold up right, I need to cover your eyes again” Robyn sighed out “it’s nothing stupid is it?” shaking my head “promise, just trust me. I will cover your eyes with my hands” standing behind Robyn “when I say walk, start walking” placing my hands over her eyes “can you see anything?” I questioned “nope” I am super excited “then proceed baby, get walking” Robyn started to walk slowly, and I am here shuffling behind her “turn baby” she is here walking ahead, turning with Robyn “I grinned so wide seeing the school gym, Rich smiled at me shaking his head “are we there yet?” Robyn is asking that, but she is walking ever so slow “just a few more steps, like five more and then stop” Robyn shuffled and then stopped “perfect, so I am going to step back but close your eyes “fine I will” moving my hands back and running to Rich, he held the sign up “open your eyes!” I spat; Robyn has her hand in her hip. Like she is disapproving, she opened her eyes slowly in confusion “wha-?” she paused pointing at Rich “my friend here wants to ask you to the prom?” Rich could be more enthusiastic about this; Robyn placed her hands her mouth laughing “no way!” she spat “do you like it? I made this!” pointing at the sign “Barbadian Cherry will you go to prom with me? You knew about this!?” Robyn pointed at Tina “maybe, a little but answer him” Robyn nodded her head “really?” waving her over “come, we going to prom. Fulfilling something that should have happened for us, don’t cry just yet” holding Robyn’ hand, she is already emotional.

Pushing open the door to the school gym “no way! Chris!” she better like this, I spent the fuck up “I don’t have no dress Chris?” holding onto Robyn’ hands and walked in backwards so I can see Robyn’ reaction, she is so shook “we can both have our prom date, and yeah that” Barry placed the crown on my head and Robyn’ “y’all already prom queen and king, shit if you did come it would be true” Robyn is dead ass crying, she is emotional and that is good because that means I have done good for her “come, let’s have fun prom queen” letting her hands go, Robyn walked into me and hugged me tight “you be doubting me, I doubt me at times but you know I love you big head. Enjoy yourself, and I told Tina to take some pictures, memories for us. My date for prom” I think I have done; I have hit the jackpot with this “let’s dance, hear that? Our song!?” I spat, Robyn laughed “Keeping it real, son, that's right” holding Robyn’ hand to lead her to the floor “The shining star, you're my shining star, girl” I sang pointing at her as Fantasy started playing, Robyn would use this song to make me sing it with her like a fool every time.

Drinking from the bottle “she is coming back but if this doesn’t work, even I am going to cry for you but I think you got her, you got her good” Barry said as he moved away from me, turning around grinning “imagine seeing you here” I leaned against the table “likewise but I wish I looked the part” biting my bottom lip “we have a lifetime to look good, and besides my broke ass wouldn’t be able to get a suit” clearing my throat as Boyz II Men starting playing “would you like to dance?” holding my hand out to her “I would love that” I don’t know this slow dance shit so I am just going to guess it, I feel nervous weird enough. Catching Tina clasping her hands together in awe, I hope I don’t fuck this up but I am feeling hot as fuck. Robyn placed her arms around my neck as I placed hands just on her waist, we swayed slowly to the music “this has to be the best night of my life, you have shocked me so much” Robyn said, smiling at her “I will do anything, girl you need only ask. I'll make love to you, like you want me too. And I'll hold you tight, baby all through the night” I sang to Robyn, pressing a kiss to her cheek and she caught her lips on mine and initiated the kiss with me, I for one wasn’t going to do it but she did it, the kiss was so slow and sensual, a pace I am more then happy with because I have missed Robyn so much.

#Chrianna FF #Chrianna #Chrianna Fanfiction #Fanfic #Fanfiction

[gritsandbrits]

Descendants Rewrite: New Friend Or New Foe?

So recently I was thinking about a rewrite of Descendants 3 where Hades has more screentime and importance and came up with an idea where he ends up accompanying the Core 4 in a human disguise and fake alias and acts as a mysterious benefactor/trickster-type figure towards them and only reveals his true identity during a 1v1 with Audrey. Then I remembered your amazing Descendants OCs and how they replace the Core 4 in your rewrite and started thinking how hilarious it would be for them to have the literal god of the Underworld and the dead as their insane crackhead uncle figure and then this came into fruition. This can fit with either the canon-compliant rewrite or the second-gen rewrite, I didn’t really write it with a specific one in mind. Hope you enjoy!

Paige: “Look guys, I know that it’s difficult to stay positive with everything that’s going on, but we can’t give up hope! All of Auradon is counting us to save it, and we can’t let them down or let anything bad happen to them! I’m sure we can come up with something! Let’s take turns pitching ideas and-”

???: “Not so fast.”

(The gang, obviously startled by the mysterious voice, turn to the direction it’s coming from and see a tall, angular, glasses-wearing businessman with slicked-back black hair, dark blue eyes, and wearing a sharp black three-piece suit along with a tie held by a skull-shaped brooch approaching them.)

Soraya, wielding a spear similar to her mother’s and not hesitating to cut this SOB if he dares to lay a hand on her friends: “Stop right there! We’ve gone through too much to get to this point, and we’re not going to let someone like you send us back to square one! Take one more step and we’ll-”

???, having walked right up to her and is now gently pushing the spear down with his finger: “You must be fun at parties. Don’t get all antsy like that, I’m not here to hurt you. I’m here ‘cause I wanna help.”

Aggie: “Wait...help? Help with what?”

???: “Whatcha think I wanna help you, kid? This, obviously! This whole little ‘save-the-kingdom’ bit you got goin’ on here. Hi, how’ you doin’!? Name’s Peter Davis, but you just call me Dave.”

Soraya, hesitantly lowering her spear: “You want to help us save Auradon?”

Dave: “What are you, deaf? I just said so three times already!”

Soraya: “But why? What could you possibly gain from this?”

Dave: “It’s less about what I gain and more about what you gain. You’re facing your biggest and baddest bad guy yet, and everyone knows that in order to beat a villain, you gotta think like one. And I just so happen to be one! Well, a former one, that is. Wanted to shake things up a bit once upon a time by taking over the world and causing all of humanity to plunge into chaos and despair and all that jazz. Honestly, who hasn’t dreamed of doing something like that at least once in their life? But after everything that could go wrong did go wrong, I decided to take a good long look at myself and thought ‘hey, maybe this whole evil business ain’t working out for me’. You live, you learn, you get thrown in a river and spend ages trying to pull yourself out.”

Arthur: “...is that last part supposed to be a metaphor?”

Dave: “Could be interpreted as one if you really look. Point is, I know how bad guys operate better than anyone around, and you could use someone like that on your team. And as for why I wanna be that someone on your team, I got a few reasons for doing so. Part of it’s because I wanna prove to everyone that I’ve turned over a new leaf and am just as much of a hero as any one of them. Part of it’s because I always felt like I was an outcast that was never really accepted by anyone and I finally want to be the spotlight for once. But I don’t wanna make you all teary-eared, so I’ll skip the sappy stuff and tell you my biggest reason for joining: because I’m bored.”

Aggie: “You’re...bored?”

Dave: “Bored doesn’t even do it justice! Work’s been as tedious and dull as watching paint dry, and it’s been forever since I got involved in a good hero’s journey. So when I heard about this little quest and the chance to finally get involved in some real action again, I decided to take a surprise vacation day and went out to find you and your traveling party. And what do you know, here you stand right in front of me! It’s an even trade: you get to the help you need to beat the bad guy and get your ‘Happily Ever Afters’, I get to take part in the adventure of a lifetime. We get to kill two birds with one stone!”

Paige: “But what about your job?”

Dave: “My kids can take care of it! They’ve got good heads on their shoulders, they’re capable of taking care of things while my wife’s away, they should be just fine. So, what do you say? Wanna add me to the party?”

Paige: (thinks for a second, then gives her answer) “...I think this is a decision my friends and I should make together.”

Dave: “Ah, you wanna think it over first! You’re smarter than you look, kid. Take your time, but don’t hold me up for too long. If there’s one thing I’m bad at, it’s waiting.”

(Paige assembles Soraya, Aggie, and Arthur into a group huddle and they start discussing what to do.)

Soraya: “I don’t think it’s a good idea to let him join. He doesn’t seem very trustworthy, almost like some sort of sleazy dealmaker. Something tells me that he’s hiding something from us.”

Aggie: “I agree with Soraya. He might end up stabbing us in the back or using us to further an evil scheme of his own.”

Arthur: “Well, we also thought that about the kids on the Isle at first, but they turned out to be better than we thought! Plus, if Ben were here, he’d let him join us. Isn’t that what he said all of Auradon should do? Giving everyone a chance?”

Soraya: “This is different. The kids on the Isle were like us. They were never that bad to begin with, they just need some help to get on the right track. This ‘Dave’ person is older than them and clearly has had more experience in the evil department, which means he’s probably perfectly capable and willing to use us for his own gain while knowing full well that what he’s doing is wrong and continuing to do it regardless. Besides, Ben isn’t stupid. He knows full well that not everyone can be redeemed. Some people are too selfish and cruel to ever want to better themselves, with Dave possibly being one of them, and we’ve got too much on our plate to consider taking this big of a risk.”

Aggie: “What about you, Paige? Should we let him join?”

Paige: “....Arthur’s right. I know what it's like to be an outcast, and his claim of feeling like one and wanting to be accepted seems like it’s genuine. And if he really is an ex-villain that wants to redeem himself, I think we should help him turn over a new leaf. As Ben always says, ‘self-betterment is never age-restricted’. Besides, we need all the help we can get right now, even if it's being provided by sleazy dealmakers. And if he really is using us for an evil scheme of his, he doesn’t know just who he’s dealing with. The second he tries anything, we can kick his butt in three seconds flat!”

Soraya: “...alright, if you say so. But don’t say that I didn’t warn you.”

Aggie: “Well, I trust your judgement, and if Soraya’s agreeing to it, then that means she trusts it as well. I guess I’ll take my chances.”

Paige: “You guys are the best. I promise that I won’t let you down.”

(The gang breaks up the group huddle and Paige walks up to Dave.)

Paige: “Alright, we’ve decided to let you join us.”

Dave: “Good choice, kiddo.”

Paige: “If, and only if, you agree to help us the entire journey and not end up turning on us. The second you do, the deal is off and we won’t hesitate to kick you to the curb.”

Dave: “Trust me, kid: that ain’t gonna happen. But just to assure that I won’t, I’ll accept those terms and make sure to play nice. Wanna shake on it and make it official?”

Paige: “Sure, why not?”

(She sticks out her hand, and Dave gives it a quick, firm shake.)

Paige: “Wow, your hands are warmer than I thought.”

Dave: “What can I say, kid, I’m practically burning with excitement! I can’t thank you enough for letting me come along. Trust me, you and your friends are not gonna regret this.”

(Cue a catchy little song and dance number where Dave sings all about how far the kids will go with his help and cements his role as the designated chaotic neutral of the group.)

  (Author’s Notes:

Peter Davis and “Dave” are references to Ditis Pater and Dis, both of which are aliases for Hades. I thought it could be a nice reference as well as subtle foreshadowing. It’s also very plain sounding, which means it’s perfect for a god trying to blend in with humanity.

His human disguise is based on the appearance of his voice actor James Woods. I know Hades has a canonical human form in Descendants, but since I decided to have him align with James Woods’ portrayal of him rather than Cheyenne Jackson’s, I envisioned looking like a sleazy businessman in his mid forties as I thought it fit his personality better than the punkish biker/rockstar style he has in Canon!Descendants, and also because I pictured him still being in the Underworld instead of on the Isle here and ditching his very important job in favor of going on an exciting adventure, so I imagine that he wouldn’t want to stand out too much for fear of Zeus or Hercules finding him and permanently banishing his ass to the Underworld for fear of what happened the last time he visited the mortal realm happening again. Plus I think there was a video game or event at Disneyland or something that showed Hades dressed as a mob boss so it serves as another fun reference.

The wife Hades mentions is Persephone, and the kids he mentioned are the ones they managed to have together. I wrote them as together even in the Disney canon for three reasons; one, it helps show Hades in a more sympathetic light and better emphasize the point that there are villains out there who love their families and that Hades has decided to change himself for the better, two, it could lead to him bonding with Paige by giving her advice about love and marriage after she tells him about being unsure whether or not to accept Ben’s proposal, and three, because Hades and Persephone were such an iconic power couple in Greek mythology that I would feel like an absolute fool if I left them out.)

G&B: I AM ABSOLUTELY MINDBLOWN BY THIS 😍😍😍😍😍😍

#descendants #OP I LOVE THE WAY YOU THINK #submission #disney descendants #rewrite #long txt

[sweetcapncakeskissing]

from ooooold aggies

#sweet cap'n cakes #musical nerds au #the painter paints once more #aggie with the gang again

[rosetyler42]

Norman Babcock, being a medium, has the ability to see past the ink to who the ink creatures used to be and is able to communicate with/understand almost any ink creature (Excluding the Butcher Gang, who either have no souls or their's not enough mind left to communicate with.) that has a soul as if the creature is more like their regular selves again. (It was this ability, along with those of Aggie, that helped free Alice and help Susie Campbell find peace.) Including ones that are non-verbal to others. All the raspings, screams, and screechings that others hear sound like words to Norman.

On one of their excursions into Joey Drew Studios, Coraline and Norman find themselves in the Inky Abyss and face to face with none other than The Projectionist - otherwise known as the late Norman Polk. While most think that The Projectionist is completely feral, Norman is able to bond with him - much to Alice's shock and amazement and Bendy's pride. (They came down thinking The Projectionist might hurt the kids, ESPECIALLY Alice.)

@thedopedemon @animatedpixie @another-strange-user @lovelylivelyv @that-obsessed-gay-girl @thenerdynightprincess13 @blake-just-blake @stilldanytrash @arachne-gorgons-web @roydoodler @doberart @thedemonsurfer @doodledrawsthings

#batim #bendy and the ink machine #crossover #coraline #alice angel #bendy #brotp #wir verse #coraline jones #norman #norman babcock #norman x coraline #norman polk #the projectionist #my art #wir-verse #wirverse #wir verse bendy #wir-verse bendy #wir-verse laika #wir verse laika

[smartguyreviewed]

2x5 - Dumbstruck

Original air date:  October 8, 1997

Yay, an episode where TJ is actually acting like a kid! And also an excuse for me to rant about how much I despise group projects.

A very over it Lisa Simpson (played by Yeardley Smith) is handing back tests to her dumb ass students save for TJ and this annoying white kid named Clark that we’ll be introduced to briefly because Mackey ended up being the lead token white on this show, right next to Yvette’s cute friend Nina.

Clark asks how TJ did. He humble brags and Marcus snatches his test to gloat about his brother finally not doing well at something. Sike! TJ got a 110 on his assignment. Marcus is dumbfounded since he clearly doesn’t even put in the bare minimum. 

Lisa has to remind Marcus that demonstrating how you actually studied will get you more points. She gives her lazy, remedial students a chance to make up for their piteous attempts with a makeup assignment, an oral group report on WW2. Now everyone is mad at TJ because he fucked up the curve of the grading system, facilitating the need for a makeup assignment. Mackey is pissed.

Marcus and Mo of course decide to stick all the work on TJ while they go to Dawgburger. TJ, now wanting to fit in with his cool brother and bestie, agrees but is promptly thrown into a garbage can by Mackey and his 30 year old goon when they give him shit for being smart. Because the plot calls for it in this episode, TJ isn’t masterminding a plan to put fudged up charges on Mackey’s record or flunk him out of school forever. 

At the Henderson crib, TJ is attempting to do the assignment but the boys are watching The Three Stooges with non-copyright stock sound effects and can’t be bothered to lower the volume. Even Floyd stops scolding Marcus and Mo to join them. Apparently, TJ thinks being a genius and being entertained by slapstick are mutually exclusive.

Yvette is in the kitchen frowning at her fruitless yogurt when TJ comes in to whine about feeling left out. Yvette, as usual, is there to provide motherly advice and reassure TJ that he’s too brilliant to relate to simpleton humor. She even suggests that he’ll be the only non crooked black politician on the Supreme Court. Aww. TJ will revenge porn her in the future.

Just then, a truck pulls in with daddy Floyd’s wood--hehe--and the boys, including Mo, gather in the garage to bring in Floyd’s wood--last time, I promise--to wherever it needs to go.

Yvette comes in after the gang delegates how the work flow will commence and then commands the plot for the episode when she tells TJ his shoe is untied while Mo and Marcus are handing boards to each other. This ended well.

After passing out, Marcus, who is terrifyingly not alarmed, just calls for Floyd and then we end up at the hospital where it seems that TJ’s relatively light board smack has now rendered him dumb. Not only dumb but more childish than usual.

Marcus cares nothing about TJ’s prognosis, however, because he is a horny teenage boy and the doc is hot. Yvette has to literally drag him out of the room by his ear.

The doctor tells Floyd that this strange concussion could leave TJ acting like this for weeks. Of course Floyd is concerned since TJ is gifted. The next morning, TJ is so forgetful and delayed at breakfast that Floyd and Yvette have to play charades to help him navigate feeding himself.

Marcus comes in and asks if TJ is back to normal because he doesn’t want to do anything that makes him use his own damn brain for a change. After Flody sees this because Marcus did it right in the kitchen where he was about three feet away, he of course takes Marcus aside to tell him to quit badgering TJ to get well again.

At school, Mo thinks it’s a good idea to simply undo TJ’s problem by hitting him in the head again. Since we’re working off corny sitcom logic, he’s not exactly off base here. I mean, it did only take two light hits from a wooden board to turn TJ into an imbecile so why not do the same to get him back to normal, right?

During class, TJ is wowing everyone with his diminished IQ that was announced to everyone in the class for some reason. Eh, it’s Piedmont so I really shouldn’t be surprised that all of his business is out there.

Lisa is pissed because now that TJ is dumb and she hates Clark for some reason, teaching will be damn near impossible because nobody participates. I think I feel her pain because she asks a super easy question (what naval base did the Japanese attack) and nobody but annoying ass Clark answers. Poor thing. She probably came into this profession bright-eyed and bushy tailed, ready to change students’ lives and become the next Erin Gruwell but ended up becoming nothing more than a de facto babysitter.

TJ is taking advantage of being one of the guys by making fun of the more deadly effects of dropping bombs and says it led to radioactive monsters. The boys laugh but Lisa is aggy that nobody is taking this seriously. To spite her idiot students, she makes the reports worth half of their grade. Mackey blames Clark instead of the teacher who literally just assigned it. For some reason, this tickles Clark even though he’s going to end up in the garbage soon.

Since TJ is one of the guys again, he manages to tag along with the crew at Dawgburger, a place he wasn’t invited to earlier since he was going to do their group assignment all by himself. In hindsight, I hated group projects because I did all of the work anyways since my cohorts were dumb as rock boxes, so this wouldn’t have bothered me at all. Abolish group projects!

Post Dawgburger, TJ is in bed reading a comic and shooting the shit with Marcus. This is sweet. I like seeing siblings bond on TV shows because the regular narrative always seems to involve them all hating each other. Here, there’s no drama, just Marcus actually being responsible because he’s studying for the oral report and TJ, in what would be his natural state if he weren’t a genius. They even have a heart to heart when TJ asks if he’ll be okay and what would happen once he’s back to normal. Marcus says he’ll still stick up for him. Aww.

In geometry the next day, TJ’s intelligence just comes right back after he flawlessly recites the Pythagorean theorem when the dorky teacher asks. Once he realizes this, and after having probably the few easiest days in a while, TJ understandably commits to pretending to be a dolt. That is until pops sees TJ’s quantum physics magazine inside of a comic book!

Floyd traps TJ by making up a pretty damn good scenario in the Jughead comics but later confirms the lie by letting TJ know that wasn’t in the comic. He goes into how he likes being dumb with the guys because they like him more. Makes sense! TJ has nothing in common with them outside of attending their school but now he’s intellectually on their level. He knows this would change once he goes back to his regular self. Floyd should know this too but alas. I do love how he tells TJ he won’t rat on him. TJ returns the favor by telling his dad that he should write for the Jughead comics because that story he made up made him LOL super hard.

We cut to school where Mackey is just finishing up his group presentation about the X-Men invading Iwo Jima. Lisa Simpson isn’t impressed. Marcus and crew are up next and poor Marcus is struggling. I think it’s so funny that Marcus, a singer with a whole ass band, has stage fright upon trying to remember everything he studied for but just goes to show that music comes easier to him than school.

The internal monologues of everyone come up. Marcus is trying to remember what he studied. TJ contemplates bringing his brain back. Mo is...fucking beatboxing in his head. This shit had me dead when I first saw this episode. 

However, Lisa ain’t having it. She is two seconds away from using the dreaded red pen before TJ saves the day and begins talking about WW2. The boys are shocked but it helps trigger Marcus’s memory and then he’s able to spew out the facts. Mo doesn’t contribute but he will definitely take the credit! 

Later in the Henderson crib, Marcus is pissed because TJ almost let them fail. Although TJ is reminding Marcus that he put his effort into something and it paid off, Marcus is still annoyed leading TJ to think he doesn’t like him anymore.

Marcus explains that he enjoyed TJ’s company when he was dumb because he finally felt like what he is: his older brother. Kind of hard to feel that way when your younger brother is better at everything you do and a major know-it-all. He even admits that he can’t even pretend now that TJ is smart again because it won’t feel the same. I like when Marcus is doing more than chasing girls every episode because he shows maturity at times that is pleasing to watch.

He offers to instead be an older brother in other ways like threatening other people with violence if they make fun of TJ. Cute, but we all know Marcus is scary. Nice gesture though! Floyd comes in and tells the boys good night. At the end, we see Floyd took TJ up on his advice and is submitting an idea to the Jughead comics. Aww Floyd. I wish we’d gotten a subtle nod to if his idea was used because he seemed really happy with himself afterwards. Eh, whatever. Parents aren’t people so who cares.

Things I noticed:

- Clark being oddly satisfied that he knows Mackey and his fellow middle-aged adult friend are going to put him in the trash. Clark either has a crush on Mackey and didn’t like TJ for the attention he got from Mackey or he has some sort of a trash fetish. Or both. Maybe that’s why Lisa doesn’t fuck with him.

- “Okay students, now watch as I turn left to a right triangle.” I’m a dork and this actually made me laugh. Tough classroom, though.

#smart guy #mo tibbs #tahj mowry #yvette henderson #marcus henderson #jason weaver #essence atkins #omar gooding #john marshall jones #disney #90s #nineties

[elstreem]

All of my Laika films chaarctersx Splatoon crossover art! Now reuploaded in better format. This was such a fun challenge to make, and it really makes me appreciate the beauty of the character designs. I ended up having 3 characters from each film (including Cat and Fish in their respective titles). If I have to pick favorites, it would be Aggie, Neil, Eggs, Winnie and Kubo. I feel like redoing some of these, Coraline especially, but for now this series is complete.

As for my (very lengthy) thoughts about what these characters are like in the Splatoon world, read under the cut. 

Inkling Coraline: -Never, ever call her Caroline. Ever. -Best friends with Wybie. -Hates spiders and button-eye dolls for reasons she won't tell anyone. -Once got disqualified in Turf War after she threw her shoe at an enemy Inkling and called them a "jerk wad." -Most fashion-forward out of all her friends and loves browsing for unusual clothes. -Hates unusual cuisine, however. -Is sometimes followed by a scrawny black cat...but that can't be right, the only mammals left are Judd and Li'l Judd...

Octoling Wybie and Cat:

-A lot of people have grown to expect Cat around Coraline, but not many know that he was being taken care of by Wybie before Coraline. -Cat loves to appear and disappear in the most unexpected of ways, times, and places. -Wybie became friends with Coraline after she moved into an apartment being managed by his grandmother. -Wybie is usually on guard, being an Octoling in a city of Inklings, but he's relaxed a bit now that more Octolings are coming to the surface. -Wybie is best buds with Eggs as well, and thinks that the Box Salmons are really cool too. -Once got into trouble after he and the boys went a little wild driving his bicycle. -Shares a dislike of button-eye dolls with Coraline.

Inkling Paranorman:

-Has a tendency to pause and speak to seemingly  empty air. None of his friends mind (the Laika gang has seen weirder, to be honest). Kubo even joins Norman in talking sometimes. -Loves Halloween stuff, but witches are a touchy subject for him.

Inkling Neil:

-You wouldn't expect it from his looks, but he loves going into Turf War! Though, he nearly got disqualified one time after he threw spicy hummus at an enemy Inkling instead of a bomb. -He is Norman's first and best friend, but he definitely doesn't mind meeting the rest of the Laika gang! He thinks they're all a cool bunch. -Is generally just a bright and energetic cinnamon roll and everyone in the Laika gang loves him for that.

Inkling Aggie:

-Never, ever call her a witch, EVER. It's the only thing scarier than calling Coraline "Caroline." -Like Norman, she is prone to talking to seemingly empty air, but she's warmed up to the other kids and can confidently say that living people aren't as bad as she thought they were. -Coraline and Winnie tried to get her to wear other clothes, but she insists on wearing the same black dress day after day. -Loves stories and eagerly awaits Kubo's storytelling sessions. She will still insist her mom is a better storyteller, though.

Octoling Eggs and Salmonid Fish:

-Eggs is an Octoling foundling adopted by a group of docile, box-wearing Salmonids that live in the sewers beneath Inkopolis. -For years Eggs was content to just wander the sewers of his home, but eventually he found himself up in Inkopolis and was fascinated by Inkling life. -Fish, being the protective parent he is, distrusts Inklings. Besides, Inklings and Salmonids never got along very well...however, since he knows Eggs passes off as an Inkling quite well, he lets the boy do what he wants. -Eggs's first friend is Winnie, and being a sharp little Inkling she finds out about his origins, and even correctly guesses that he is an Octoling rather than an Inkling. -Eggs loves music, which is probably one of the reasons he likes Inkopolis so much. Imagine his delight when he got to meet Kubo. Since then, Eggs likes making contraptions for Kubo's origami/storytelling sessions. -Gets along very well with Wybie too, the two even come up with a lot of contraptions together.

Inkling Winnie

-She didn't have too many friends growing up since she had a tendency to scare away the other kids - but she found a friend in Eggs. After mistaking him for a pickpocket. It's a long story. -Unlike Aggie, she wears a lot of fancy clothing, but she doesn't really care all that much for them. Is a dab hand herself at making outfits, though, even if it's not something she is particularly into. -Is slightly jealous of Kubo for having attentive parents. -Speaking of Kubo, she loves sharing the stage with him, and the two love putting on a show every now and then.

Inkling Kubo

-Kubo loves to wander the streets of Inkopolis, putting on musical shows and magical storytelling sessions using his origami as props. On these jaunts he will often be accompanied by fellow storyteller, Winnie. They're a great hit especially near Splatoween, and Kubo has made it sort of an annual thing to have an elaborate Splatoween show, in which Eggs and Wybie helps a lot by building contraptions for more complex stuff. -Has been offered to have his songs sold on CDs, but always refuses. -Has a strained relationship with his mother's family. Met his aunts once and never talked about them ever again. As for his blind eye, it might have something to do with his strict grandfather... -Has really bad eating manners together with Eggs.

 Inkling Sariatu:

-Sariatu came from a rich family renowned for playing traditional music. However, due to this Sariatu and her sisters were raised very strictly. -Of course, everything changes when Sariatu meets a certain rogue Inkling and falls in love with him. -She happily turned back on her own family, something her father and sisters never forgave her for. She was surprised when they turned up to see her newborn son...unfortunately, it turned into an incident she never forgave her family for after it literally scarred Kubo for life. -Even up to now she is very protective of Kubo, but seeing as they live far away from her hometown she relaxes and lets him out of the house as he pleases. She still worries plenty about him, and doesn't like it when he stays out too long.

Inkling Hanzo:

-Hanzo = dad jokes for days. Anytime the Laika kids come over they will never hear the end of goofy jokes and puns. -Was said to be quite the ferocious Inkling in Turf Wars, but almost no one sees this side of him anymore. He much prefers just kicking back and having fun with his family, whom he loves to bits. -As for how he and Sariatu met, they lived in the same hometown. Sariatu was well-known for being the eldest daughter of the snootiest family in town, and she had no friends. Only Hanzo had the courage to walk up to her and chat her up. At first she wasn't impressed by him trying to show off his Turf War skills, but she later grew to love his charm and really - he was just a good guy who treated her like a person, not as another girl held up on a pedestal. They eventually eloped together and came to Inkopolis to escape Sariatu's family. -While Sariatu knew how fierce Hanzo was, she never knew just how fearsome he could truly be. When Sariatu's father came over with her sisters to see Kubo, they took out their anger on the boy, resulting in Kubo's lost eye. Hanzo furiously drove off all three of them, the only time he had ever been truly angry. (whoa that got dark 0_0) -Same as Sariatu, Hanzo is protective of Kubo, but he doesn't show it as much. He just wants Kubo to grow up like a normal kid, which is why he is delighted to see that Kubo has built a great circle of friends around himself.

#laika films #coraline #coraline fanart #wybie lovat #paranorman #paranorman fanart #norman babcock #agatha prenderghast #neil downe #the boxtrolls #the boxtrolls fanart #eggs #fish #winifred portly-rind #Kubo And The Two Strings #kubo and the two strings fanart #sariatu #hanzo

[bopeepwritingsheep]

What’s up everyone on this fine evening. I’m on steroids again and I’m pretty sure I can see into the 15th dimension and the taz writers discord server has got me on my ‘Angus Adjacent OC Interacting With The Birds’ bullshit so BEHOLD, A preview of the The Angus Twin AU

Agnes hasn’t seen her brother in exactly seven months, two weeks, and six days since he started his ‘secret case’ earlier in the year. It’s also been exactly seven days since the apocalypse happened and all things considered, she’s doing pretty well. The hospital was a little damaged, everything in Neverwinter is at least a little damaged after all the chaos but the Birds held the line--Or so everyone keeps saying.

She’s not sure how she feels yet, she spent most of The Day in a basement with everyone else from the Children’s Ward. It’s just a lot to process.

She’s thankful beyond anything when she finally gets a letter in their code saying to meet in their usual place in Neverwinter she doesn’t hesitate in the slightest at sneaking out of the hospital, she’s having a good day so it’s not very hard.

Their bench is destroyed, and so is most of the park but Agnes sits under a nearby tree, shuffling her cards and wondering if she should have brought her good blanket so she could scam some folks with phony readings. Neverwinter is always good for that, with the disaster it’s harder to gauge but she thinks she could get some pity silvers and coppers.

Every little bit helps, even with Angus sending money the hospital is expensive.

She kicks her feet a little, she’s crushing a very crunch leaf when tiny familiar hands cover her eyes and a voice asks, “What’s the password?”

“Caleb Cleveland is a big nerd.”

“You’re supposed to say Caleb Cleveland is the best but it’s been a while so I’ll let it slide this time.” She can hear the pout in his voice, and she laughs louder and freer than she has in months. She turns her body, not too fast because she doesn’t want to get dizzy and latches onto Angus like a limpet.

“You’re a big nerd too, I missed you.”

“Aggie, I’ve missed you so much, I’m sorry I couldn’t come and see you sooner but everything’s been crazy and no one at the bureau’s let me go anywhere. I had to lie and say I was going to the library to come see you.”

“The library got crushed by a weird mushroom monster.” “Yeah, but Taako and Magnus don’t know that as long as they don’t crosscheck with Madame Director Lucretia I should be good for at least a few hours.”

“I knew you had something to do with that big moon cult as soon as I saw it in The Story. That had ‘Angus McDonald World’s Greatest Detective’ written all over it.”

“Of course you knew, that has ‘Agnes McDonald World’s Greatest Clairvoyant’ written all over it.”

Angus tells her about his past year, both the little bit before when he’d been tracking the Rockport Slayer and everything afterward. Most of the stories are fun, the train ride is exciting, the crystal lab is a little scary but she knows it turns out okay so it’s not so bad, and everyone at the bureau does sound nice.

They took care of his brother, she’s happy he has people like she has her nurses and the other ward kids.

“You’ve gotta come meet them! I haven’t said anything yet but I figured it would be a cool surprise. Like, we could dress the same and do the thing we used to do where we both hide in a different part of the room and pop out and say something clever then pop back into our hiding spot. We can see how long it takes them to figure out I’m not teleporting or casting duplicity!”

Agnes frowns, she hunches over slightly--She doesn’t let go of Angus because she can’t yet, it’s been too long so she practically curls into his side, “Meet them? Are you sure that’s a good idea?”

Angus seems utterly baffled by her question, blinking wide-eyed as he processes it, “Why wouldn’t it be?” Agnes sighs, because she always has to be the responsible one, the one who tells Angus when he’s being too ambitious.

“Because you lied to them? I mean, we agreed not to tell people about me until I’m out of the hospital ‘cause it’s dangerous but that seems like it’s a big deal not to tell your cult friends about me.”

“It’s only sort of a cult--And it’s only a lie by omission, that barely counts.” Angus sighs loudly, clearly exasperated with her arguments. Which isn’t fair, because she’s probably right, he’s lived with them for months without mentioning her. The militia is at least been vaguely aware of her, mostly because of the time she’d had to be put under temporary protection from the remnants of a gang Angus had busted. That case had been the reason for their rule in the first place, a precaution to prevent any repeats.

Agnes pulls Angus closer, pressing her face into his collar. He smells different, like cookies instead of old books. She’s not sure how she feels about that, but she knows how she feels about Angus.

“I don’t wanna ruin this for you, it seems like they like you so much but what if they don’t like me.”

Tiny hands clutch at her back just as surely as hers clutch his. Angus’ voice is so tiny like he’s trying to soothe a startled animal but the undercurrent is as confident and fierce as her brother in the face of a mystery.

“Taako’s a twin too! He’ll get it, Aggie,” Angus insists as his palms rub circles on her back, “I haven’t known Miss Lup for as long but she seems really nice too.”

“I mean, yeah, I guess they seemed nice in The Story and they like you but I’m...I’m different.”

“You’re my sister.”

#taz fic #angus mcdonald. #twin angus au #agnes mcdonald. #eventually this will be up on ao3 probably

[aggimaginary]

The Grinch 2: Happy New Year Chapter 11-Plans and presents

Cindy Lou paddled her bike with an attached carriage, greeting her fellow Whos around her, all the way to her best friend, Groopert's house. Cindy Lou made a crane to call her friend in his bedroom.

"Ka-kaa! Ka-kaa!"

When he heard his friend's bird cry, Groopert was very alerted. It was an unexpected call. He didn't know why she called or what this call is all about, but, like they always do, he threw his backpack out of his window that landed in Cindy Lou's carriage, made an owl sound, "Hoo-hoo!", and used a book to hang on a snowy branch and slide himself towards the carriage.

"Ready!" Groopert gave her a thumb-up.

"Alright, let's go," Cindy Lou nodded as she began to paddle.

Cindy Lou and Groopert went out of town, travelling into the snowy forest where there are many pine trees and snow birds sliding on the snow. Across the stream where the water fall is, Cindy Lou paddled all the way up on the end of sloped log.

"Hold on!" The girl said.

The two friends waited for the end of the log to fall. They lifted their arms with "Woo-hoo!", until they reached to the other side. They arrived at their secret tree clubhouse where no adult knew about this.

Groopert placed the bowling ball on a small net, and let it drop off a low cliff. He and Cindy Lou stood on a baseball bat that was tied by a rope, and they were ascended up on their tree house. Inside, Groopert flipped the paper on their board, and Cindy Lou turned on the light bulb, opened the window, and placed colored pencil's on the board.

"So, what's this meeting all about anyway?" Groopert asked. "Are we going to trap Santa Claus again this New Year?"

Cindy Lou turned and glared at her friend in annoyance, "What?! No! Groopert, Santa isn't coming for New Year, and he never had been. And that's not Santa I captured this Christmas, that was the Grinch."

"Oh, yeah, he made a good Santa," Groopert chuckled, until he saw Cindy Lou giving him an icy glare. "Sorry, sorry. Move along."

Cindy Lou's glare faded and sighed, "I called you here for a very important meeting, Groopert. Trust me. It's really important. I have a very important mission to accomplish."

"What mission?" Groopert asked.

"It's personal. It's just between me and my new friend that you haven't know yet. But I'm going to tell you, because you're my best friend," Cindy Lou took a deep breath, and explained, "It's Mr. Grinch. I think he likes my mom."

"I knew it!" Groopert exclaimed softly, but his friend glared at him again. "I mean, wow."

"And my mom likes him too," She added.

The boy gasped in disbelief, "Wow! That is crazy!"

"Yeah. I know. I'm surprised too, and they're too afraid to admit it to each other. Before I found out about this, two days ago, Mr. Grinch and I encountered a magical girl from another world named Aggie." Cindy Lou told a story.

"Who's Aggie?" The boy asked.

"That woman with wings who helped us decorating our house yesterday," The girl replied.

Groopert exclaimed in realization, "Oh, yeah! I saw you flying yesterday with that girl. I wanted to call you, but I can see you're busy. So, that girl, Aggie, came from another world? A dimension traveler. It's weird, but cool. Does that means her world is magical?"

"No. Her world is normal, like us. Aggie is the only one who has magic," Cindy Lou responded

"Oh." Frowned Groopert.

"Yeah, I know. So, she's here because she has a mission. A mission that she has to fix a friendship problem. And she found one yesterday, but it's more like a love problem than a friendship problem. And that problem is my mom and Mr. Grinch hate to admit their feelings for each other. That's problem that Aggie needed to solve. It's her mission, and I volunteered to help her." Explained the little girl.

"But this is about your mom and Mr. Grinch. Are you cool with that?" Her friend started to show some concern.

"Of course I'm cool with that? Why did you ask?" She asked.

"I mean, what about your dad?" Groopert reminded.

That's the part when Cindy Lou sighed sadly, "Dad doesn't want Mom to be unhappy. I know he wanted her to have someone to keep her happy and company. And I know, Mr. Grinch is the one. And if Aggie can't finish this mission before New Year, she'll miss it with her family. I don't want that.

Groopert just froze and stared at his friend in shock. He never know a Who as humble than Cindy Lou. He then looked down and thought about his friend's plan, "Well, if that's what you want, Cindy, I'm here to help you."

"Really?" Cindy Lou hugged her friend. "Thank you so much, Groopert. I knew I can count on you."

"Sure. We're best friends. We always have each other's back," He said.

After breaking the hug, Cindy Lou looked back at the board again, "Okay. What have we got?"

"Of what exactly?"

"Of getting my mom and Mr. Grinch together."

"You know, no kid has ever done such a thing. I mean, kids getting a man and woman together? I don't think that's possible."

"Hmm... okay. How about this? We'll trap them together is a closet, lock them inside, throw away the key, and they will not get out until they'll admit their feelings for each other face-to-face!" Cindy Lou suggested.

But Groopert thought that was a bad idea, "Um, I'm pretty sure they'll starve to death. And when we open the closet..."

"They'll be dead... together."

"Just like Romeo and Juliet. Not star-crossed lovers, but die together for love."

"Okay, don't remind me that, and I think you're right."

The children thought of something else for a moment, until one of them has an idea.

"I got it!" Groopert yelled.

"Tell me!" Cindy Lou shouted excitingly.

"Love Potion!"

Cindy Lou has doubts for that, but she gave Groopert a chance to explain, "Alright. Love Potion!"

"We'll make a love potion, mix it in their drinks, they drink it, and then they fall in love with each other. SCIENCE!" He explained.

"Could the effects be too cheesy?" Cindy Lou said in disgust.

"Oh, right."

"Also, where can we find some ingredients of a love potion and how can we make some?"

"What about Aggie? You said she's magical. I bet she can make a love potion."

"I don't think so. It might compromise her mission. It would be cheating to accomplish it."

"Good point. I got nothing."

Both friends exhaled in frustration. They got no more ideas for getting the Grinch and Donna Lou together. They're just two kids. They don't know much about romance. Before she almost lose hope, Cindy Lou gasped in realization. Of course she and Groopert can't think of plans, it's because they were just two kids.

"Wait a minute. I think a got it."

"What?" asked Groopert.

"We're gonna need the whole gang for this one!" Cindy Lou winked.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Meanwhile, in the Grinch's cave, Aggie descended to the Grinch's workshop, riding on a red chair and carrying a tray of s'mores. The Grinch was building a snowmobile, which it was almost finish.

"I can't believe you made me into this, Aggie," He complained as he stood up towards his new friend. "And I can't believe you sat on my chair."

"My wings need a rest, and your chair it's quite comfy," Aggie explained as she got off the chair, and offered the Grinch the s'mores she made. "Here. I brought snacks."

"I'm taking it because I'm hungry," the Grinch snatched the s'more from the tray, and took a bite. "Hmm. Actually this is pretty good."

"Thanks. Fresh fry from the microwave, and sweet chocolate syrup. That's my first cook," the winged human chuckled. "Anyway, how's the snowmobile coming?"

"Almost done here," the Grinch replied. "This is actually a great idea, Aggie. I know we both saw how Donna tried to catch up with the bus, but it move very early everyday."

"I know, but with this snow mobile you've built, she'll never have a hard time catching up with the bus, and if this mobile is fast, she'll arrive late at her work," Aggie added.

"I still have to find the finishing touches."

"Like what?"

"Well, the snowmobile is more of metal than an original snowmobile. I don't think Donna Lou would like my gift for her." He described.

His new friend didn't believe on that, "Don't be silly. Ms. Who is very nice. She'll like your gift."

"But it's too old school and ugly. We have to make something new," Grinch said.

Aggie paused for a while to think, until she has an idea.

"Unless..." She used her wand staff to poof out a can of paint, big paint brushes, jar of glitters, and paint spray. "We can make it colorful and stylish."

The Grinch smiled and nodded, agreeing Aggie's suggestion.

The two started to work on designing the snowmobile, including Max. They painted the snowmobile pink with paint brushes and paint spray, and sprinkled it with glitters, but not too much. Aggie realized it might take forever to sprinkle the mobile with glitters, so she loaded them in her party cannon. When she pulled the string of the cannon that pointed the mobile, the cannon fired the glitter all over it, but the Grinch, Aggie and Max's faces were covered in glitter as well. Later, they kept the paint dry fast by using handy fans and blow dryers. When they're done, the snowmobile was pink, sparkly and clean, like it was so new.

"There. I think that's it," Aggie commented. "It's perfect."

The Grinch scanned the mobile with his eyes as he thought it's not perfect enough, "I don't think so. There's something's missing. Oh, Max, the bow."

The dog was alerted as Max jumped on one of the cabinets, and grabbed a red ribbon on his mouth.

"Red, huh? That's good enough, Max," Grinch patted his dog's head, and tied the ribbon on the snowmobile into a bow. "Now, it's perfect."

"Nice. I like your style," Aggie nodded proudly. "Now, you have to give it to her."

"Wait. Give it to her? In person?" He asked, turning to her in surprise. "That's not part of the plan."

"Then, what's the purpose of making this snowmobile to her that you can't give it to her in person?" Aggie inquired. "Besides, if you give her this snowmobile in person, she'll realize you like her, and maybe she'll like you back."

Even if Aggie's idea would work, the Grinch is still too nervous to give something to Donna Lou. He doesn't what to say and what to do after giving the snowmobile to her. He tried to think of something to get out of this.

"Or... I got a better idea," He said.

Aggie grunted in frustration, "You better think this is gonna work than mine, because if it won't, I'm gonna kill you."

#The Grinch 2018 #The Grinch #fan character #original character #cindy-lou who #groopert #planning #presents #Dr Suess' The Grinch #Dr Seuss' How the Grinch Stole Christmas #fanfic #fan-made #Max (grinch)

[dreamer230810]

Chapter 3

Small Heath

After days and hours of arguments, I have finally convinced Alfie that I can go on my own to see my aunt. I was hoping that this lay never comes out. 

"You have three days "- said our goodbyes at the train station. 

"Ok I will tell my auntie to make sure she passes away in these three days while I'm here" 

"Very Fucking funny Love, If you not back in three days I will found you my self and kill any fucker that will be with you. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Alfie I do, back in three days". Giving him a passionate kiss goodbye, and  I was on my way for the train to Birmingham.

—

" Welcome back home Aggie." Thomas was waiting for me at the train station. I was very happy to see him.

"Hi Tommy, please tell me that I'm here not because of some bad news?"

"No, No. John is getting married."

"I hope not with Lizzy?"

"No, she did get the message to leave him alone”  

"So why he didn't send me a proper invite?" I asked surprised, John was always close to me, and we have spoken regularly on the phone.

"He could not send you an invite because he doesn't know yet that he is getting married."

"What? Are you trying to tell me you arrange his marriage? " He took a deep breath before he answered me. 

"Yes, but for good cause. We need to unite with the Lee family."

"O My God Thomas! I hope she is not old." 

After this, we have hed straight to Polly's house to change my dress. Tommy went to get the boys together. John was clueless about what was to happen when they took him to the campsite of the Lees. The rest of the guests had to hide so he could not see us. From the hiding spot I could see him, he was not happy when Thomas announced why he was here. But he calmed him down, and he explained why he needs to do this. I love my brother, but sometimes he does make decisions for our future without asking if we are happy with that. 

Overall the wedding was a success, and John got himself a beautiful wife. He came to talk to me after the ceremony. 

" I'm happy you are here." he came and hug me. 

"I would not miss my brother's wedding day!"  

"And how you doing? How is life in London?" - that was the question that I was hoping to avoid. 

"Good, Thank you." 

"Have you finally fid someone there that don't know who we are?" 

"Yes, I did." at least, I was hoping that.

—

In the morning Finn came running to my bedroom,  so happy to see me. He has grown a lot since I saw him last time.

"Hi, Sunshine, what have you been up to?" 

"Are you staying?" - he asked me with a happy smile on his face. 

"No Finn. I have to go back tomorrow. Maybe you want to come and stay with me?" - I was thinking about this option to take him with me all the time. But he would straight away tell Alfie who he is, as he is so proud to be a Peaky Blinder. 

"No, I can't come with you. Not long now and, I will be official in the gang."

"Finn, you are only 14 years old." 

"So?!" he snapped at me. 

"So! You are too young to get involved in all this shit!" 

"You are not my mum to tell what to do, plus you left! You have no say in what I do." - this broke my heart. I had to hold my tears, but he was right, I no more say in what happens in his life. 

At the table, we all sat down for breakfast, even John came with his wife. I was so happy to see all of them at once. 

"So Aggie, when are you leaving back to London? " - My olders brother Arthur started the conversation. 

"Tomorrow" 

"Already? Why so quick?!" John didn't like that at all. 

"Yes, unfortunately, I  have to go back to work." 

"So, again we won't be seeing you for another two years?"

"Arthur! Please let's eat" - Tommy interrupted the conversion. 

—

"Let's go for a walk," Thomas whispered in my ear after we cleaned up with Polly at the dining table. 

"Yes, sure, where you want to take me? Pub?" 

"Let's go to the Pub then." 

On the way, we hardly spoke. But that was a normal thing with Tommy. The pub that he now owned, was a pretty blond-haired lady that Thomas was smiling at. 

"New girl in town?" - I asked 

"Yes, she is."

"And how convenient, that she is working here at your Pub."

"Hmmm, Now then tell me the real reason why you have to go back so quick to London?" - Oh my goodness does he know? 

[andonewillbringhisfall]

I Wanted It to be Real

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4

Chapter 5

I’ve been through a breakup once before, with Agatha. It was right at the beginning of the school year, when she said she thought we loved each other as friends, not as something else. I didn’t have to think about the way I should react at the time, how upset I should be, what I should say, because I’d already known for years that we were going to be endgame.

It turned out I was wrong.

I don’t have to think about it now, even though I should. I haven’t done this before, breaking up with someone over a fight, going back to hating someone I should have hated all along. It’s not hard, acting like I’m mad at Baz. It’s not the first time.

Penny is unusually quiet when I tell her about the fake breakup. Agatha rushes to console me, offering hugs and extra dessert and a shoulder to cry on if I want it. I have to keep reminding her that we were never really dating, and the breakup was staged, so of course I don’t need any of those things.

I go back to glaring at Baz across the dining hall. I expect him to sit by himself, at least at first, but he goes right back to Dev and Niall’s table.

The first time he sits with them, I almost drop my fork on the floor. ‘They let him back?’ I say.

Penny glances not-so-subtly behind her. ‘Dev and Niall?’

‘Yeah,’ I say. ‘I thought he’d be kicked out of their gang. I’m the Mage’s Heir, and everything,’ I say, rolling my eyes.

‘He can’t be kicked out of their gang,’ Aggie reasons. ‘He’s the leader. I’ve heard him call them his minions.’

I huff. (Not that I’m surprised.) (What a tosser.)

‘Maybe he told them it wasn’t real,’ Penny says.

But he can’t have, otherwise what was the point of it all? So unless the Old Families are more open-minded about dating the enemy than Baz had me think, he has to have made something up to get them to accept it. Maybe he’s told them something about me, or given them some information about the Mage and pretended he was just using me.

‘Simon,’ Agatha says, her hand on my arm. ‘You’re leaking.’

‘Sorry,’ I say, taking a deep breath, the glow around me fading.

I know he sees it from across the room. He doesn’t look at me, and he doesn’t eat, making snarky comments under his breath as the other two snicker, just as if nothing ever happened.

‘Simon.’ It’s Penny this time. ‘Magic.’

‘Sorry.’

I tear my gaze away from him.

 *

 People keep coming up to ask me if I’m okay.

‘I feel bad,’ I whine to Penny. ‘Everyone feels sorry for me, and it wasn’t even a real breakup.’

‘You do seem pretty upset,’ she says.

‘I know,’ I mumble. ‘I just thought things were different.’

Obviously, I was wrong.

I can’t stop watching him in classes when I should be paying attention. He’s moved back to his old spot in every classroom, sometimes at the front, sometimes sitting right behind me, always with Dev or Niall. He won’t even look at me unless I’ve been staring at him for too long, working myself up so my magic starts to fill the room, and then he’ll turn his head just enough for me to see his lip curl. It’s just like before, and I hate it.

‘He’s supposed to have been in love with me for weeks,’ I say. ‘He’s not even trying to act heartbroken.’

‘He’s just too proud,’ says Penny. ‘Don’t you think he’d be acting like this if he’d actually been through a breakup?’

‘No,’ I say, crossing my arms. ‘He wasn’t like this when we were together.’

‘What are you telling people about why you broke up?’ Agatha asks, her brow wrinkling.

‘That I don’t want to talk about it,’ I say.

‘What’s Baz been saying?’ Penny asks.

‘I don’t know. Probably that he broke up with me.’ My shoulders hunch, realising it’s true only as I say it. It’s the only thing that makes sense. Everyone must have known we were never going to last.

‘Are you okay with that?’ Aggie says.

I shrug.

I don’t care what anyone else thinks. But at some point I’m going to have to confront him.

We go back to our old schedule, each one of us avoiding the room as much as possible when we know the other one is going to be there. I guess Baz just can’t stand the sight of me. Which is fine by me, because I can’t stand being in the same room as him while he ignores me, and I’m thinking about what we were like before. The touching, the soft smiles, the quips. When he made me feel like everything he was supposed to hate me for was really something to be loved.

He goes out to feed at night, and I don’t follow him. I don’t go to his football practice either. We don’t talk to each other, and I think about starting a fight just so I can make him look at me again. But I don’t, because what good would it do?

I spend a lot of time practicing with my sword in the Wavering Wood, hacking at trees and generally making a mess. It’s the only time I’m not moping or sulking, as Penny calls it.

Baz doesn’t do any moping or sulking. He doesn’t space out when teachers call on him in class, he shows up to meals, he walks through the place with his usual arrogance.

Nobody even bothers to ask him if he’s okay.

 *

 I hear talking as I climb up to our room, and I hesitate. I don’t have to go in now; I could go back to Penny and Agatha in the library and come back once I know Baz is gone. But then I hear him speak again, and I shove open the door.

He’s on a mobile phone – I didn’t even know he had one, they’re not allowed in Watford – leaning against the wall on his bed. He’s rolling his eyes at whatever the other person is saying. His eyes flick over to me and then pass through me.

I cross my arms and lean against the door, watching him.

‘No, Fiona,’ he’s saying. ‘For Crowley’s sake. He’s a twat anyway.’

I look away. Maybe I should just go.

‘I know,’ he says. ‘Yes.’

Silence.

Baz rolls his eyes again. ‘No, it’s fine. He wasn’t even that good of a kisser.’

‘Fuck you,’ I blurt out. I storm into the bathroom and slam the door.

I don’t care. Why should I care? He’s a vampire. A Pitch. Not to mention a complete git. (Also, he’s a boy.) Not to mention that he’s the one still pretending to his family that he was dating me. I’m the one doing him a favour.

When I can’t hear Baz’s voice anymore, I walk out. He’s in the same position on his bed, thumbs flying over the screen of the phone. I go over to my desk and open a textbook at random.

‘So you can say things like that to your aunt, but you can’t even pretend to be upset that we broke up?’ I say.

‘I don’t know what you’re talking about,’ Baz says, still tapping at his phone.

‘You act like you don’t even care even though we’ve been ‘dating’ for the last few weeks. You should be acting like you’re hurt.’

‘This is what I act like when I’m hurt,’ he says.

‘But you act like that all the time.’

Tap. Tap. He blinks, but doesn’t look up.

‘Is that all?’ he says. ‘Do you want something, Snow?’

‘No,’ I say. ‘Nothing.’ I pick up the textbook and walk back out of the room.

*

Instead of heading out towards the Wavering Wood like usual, I climb up to the ramparts.

I’m not angry with Baz for refusing to let me meet his family. Pretending to date each other at school is one thing, but I get that letting me meet his family might be a step too far. But more than that, I can’t stop thinking about the way Malcolm Grimm spoke to him that day, when this whole thing started. There has to be more to this whole story, more to Baz, that I don’t know about. If he’s this good at pretending to be in love with me, it makes sense that he’d be good at hiding his emotions too.

Maybe Baz Pitch is not as perfect as he wants everyone to think.

And maybe he’s not as proud.

I sigh, leaning out over the edge of the ramparts, watching the sun disappear over the top of the Wood. I don’t know what good this does me, thinking of Baz as human.

I jog back down the stairs before it can get too dark. (Before I can start thinking about the kiss and leaking enough magic to draw attention to myself.) It’s probably not late enough for Baz to have left the room yet, so I go straight to the dining hall, even though it’s too early for dinner.

On my way in, I bump into Dev and Niall. I glare at them, and they exchange glances.

‘Snow,’ says Niall, smirking. ‘Where’s your ex-boyfriend?’

‘He’s –’ I bite my lip. Not my ex-boyfriend. I try to sidestep around them, but Dev steps up so they’re shoulder-to-shoulder, blocking my path.

‘So what happened?’ Dev says. ‘Do you love him?’

‘No,’ I say, feeling myself turn red. I go to step forward again and Niall crosses his arms.

‘What happened, then? Why’d he go from ditching the Families for you to dumping you within days?’

Heat surges to the surface of my skin, the magic threatening to leak again. I want to protest, but I can’t, not without giving the whole game away and exposing Baz.

‘I don’t know,’ I say, looking away.

For a second, Dev almost looks like he feels sorry for me, but then he’s back to his usual smirk.

‘The Chosen One got dumped twice in four months,’ he crows, and they walk away, still snickering to each other.

‘I don’t get it,’ I hear Niall say. ‘Why Baz would go for Snow. Still seems like a betrayal to me.’

‘He did say Snow was just a passing fancy.’

That does it.

I turn and storm back to Mummers House, realising only when I get there that I’ve left a trail of sparks behind me. If I don’t cool down, there’s going to be a fire.

I don’t care. I just want to get to him.

I run up the stairs and yank on the door handle just as it opens from the inside. I stumble forward, almost falling into Baz’s chest. I regain my balance and then shove him hard.

‘How could you say that?’ I shout in his face. ‘I was trying to help you.’

I go to shove him again, and he grabs my wrists.

‘Simon, anathema, remember?’

‘Fuck you,’ I say, trying to twist out of his grasp. ‘Why are you telling everyone you dumped me? We never agreed on that.’

‘Alright,’ he says. ‘Calm down.’ He keeps a firm hold on my wrists, his face impassive, grey eyes boring into mine. I push forward, but he stays standing.

‘No,’ I growl. ‘You can’t tell people I was just a passing fancy.’

‘Snow, stop,’ he says. ‘It doesn’t matter, okay?’

‘It does matter!’ I stop trying to get to him, and he lets go of my hands. I step back. ‘That’s too – you can’t – there’s a line.’

‘You can say whatever you want about me to your friends,’ he says, crossing his arms.

‘My friends know everything already.’ My hands ball into fists.

‘Anathema,’ says Baz.

‘I know,’ I growl. ‘I don’t care about the stupid anathema.’

He sighs. ‘Snow –’

‘Look,’ I say. ‘You can’t – you can’t just –’ I take a deep breath.

‘What exactly is your problem? Because if you’re just going to bluster at me, I might as well go –’

‘You’re acting like I don’t mean anything,’ I blurt out.

‘I don’t understand why you care,’ he says, his voice harsh. ‘It was just pretend, Snow, we were never really together, or have you forgotten that?’

I flinch. ‘No.’

‘It wasn’t real,’ Baz says, and it takes everything I have not to go off right then, letting my magic bounce off the walls, letting everything turn to flame.

‘I know,’ I say.

‘Then why does it matter?’

‘Because maybe I wanted it to be real.’

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REVIEW

Eternity Springs-The McBrides-Tucker by Emily March

The McBrides of Texas #2

Walking down the road in red with sky-high-high-heels without a clue to location or how to get home, Gillian Thacker keeps moving forward. Tucker McBride, recently free from military commitment is on that road, sees the woman in red, realizes she needs help and stops to...help.

And thinking that was the hook, and it was, I had to WAIT because the two were not destined to move on from rescued maiden to happily ever after immediately. Nope, they had to deal with a pesky fiance that was a no good low down rather useless waste of space guy that should have been dropped by Gillian MUCH earlier. Again...Nope...I had to wait. I think Tucker knew he was attracted but he was still dealing with a bit of detritus from his past and being a good guy that did not poach, well, the moving on together thing had to wait.

What I liked:

* Tucker: what a wonderful man this one was! Smart, rugged, focused, ready to settle down, opening up a new business, a great friend, wonderful with family, all that a woman could ask for...and so much more

* Gillian:  a bit of an emotional mess but working to improve. Her sense of trust (of self and others) shaken and unwilling to believe in herself. I liked her but at times wanted to shake her and say...”wake up”...glad she did...eventually.

* Hints of previous characters in book in this and related series. Made me want to find those books and reread them again

* The S.U.R.V.I.V.A.L. and L.I.V.I.N.G. acronym portions and how they helped Gillian cope and grow

* Haley’s porti.on with Tucker

* The cave...what fun and what an impact it made on the story...along with the whole survival thing

* Boone’s situation – kind of curious how that will work out for him as he deals with whether or not to be the guardian of a child and how that will impact his life and how he will find hit partner.

* The play on words that cropped up here and there and mad me think while also making me smile

*The significance and power of red

* Just about everything except..

What I did not like:

* Jeremy: bottom feeder, user, cheater, etc – not worthy of licking Gillian’s boots

* Gillian’s dithering, insecurity and inability to trust her ability to truly know her feelings

* The bridezillas

Did I like this book? Yes

Would I read more in this series? Definitely

Thank you to Net Gally and St. Martin’s Paperbacks for the ARC – This is my honest review.

4.5 Stars

BLURB

From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Emily March comes the second book in the Eternity Springs: The McBrides of Texas trilogy, TUCKER (St. Martin’s Paperbacks, February 25, 2020, $7.99). Two business owners come head-to-head in a feud with tulle and grit in this passionate story. This tale shows that even when life changes from the stress of a military career to working next to a wedding planner, love always finds a way to begin, even if it was never thought possible.

Meet Gillian Thacker. Her business: Bliss Bridal Salon. Her passion: Weddings. Her own wedding: It’s complicated. Life isn’t turning out like she’d planned. The last thing she wants is for a real-life hero to ride to her rescue, but an unexpected event puts her entire future in Redemption, Texas, at risk. So what’s a broken-hearted bridal expert to do? Maybe a new set of survival skills is exactly what she needs…

Tucker McBride has been proud to call himself a U.S. Army Ranger. But now that his days of service are over, he’s decided to put his expertise to use by founding a wilderness skills training school. He sets up shop in Redemption, next to Bliss Bridal, and so begins life: Part Two. Marriage has been pretty low on his agenda, but as soon as he meets Gillian, Tucker can’t help but contemplate the ultimate challenge: Convincing the reluctant bride to take his hand and leap into the adventure of a lifetime . . . until death do them part.

EXCERPT

Chapter Two

Tucker was a sixth-generation Texan, small-town born and bred. Certain behaviors were stamped into his DNA. A real man tipped his hat to the ladies, opened doors for females of any age, and never, ever failed to stop and assist a woman in distress.

So, of course, he had to turn around.

That this particular woman in distress was a total smoke show dressed in fire-engine red only made playing the role of Texas gentleman that much sweeter. He wondered how she’d managed to find herself out here in the middle of nowhere, no car in sight, not a house anywhere around, and the closest town a good ten miles away. Unfortunately, hot looks and a bright mind didn’t always go together.

He pulled to a stop beside her and flipped up the visor of his helmet. His assessing stare met a wary gaze shining from big, periwinkle-blue eyes that were swollen and red-rimmed with tears. She had an abrasion on her cheek just above her chin. Had someone hit her? When his quick visual sweep of her body revealed additional redness on both of her arms, he reconsidered. Airbag deployment, most likely. “Do you need some help, ma’am?”

He watched her intently and saw her quietly repeat the word ma’am. After a moment’s hesitation, she licked her lips, swallowed hard, and said, “Well, um, I, um. May I borrow your phone?”

Her voice was smooth as Tennessee whiskey with just enough Texas in her drawl to sound like home to ears too far away for too long. “Yes, ma’am.”

She took a small step backward as he set his kick- stand and climbed off his bike. She’s scared of me.

It was a perfectly natural reaction and showed some sense, but Tucker didn’t like scaring women, so when he pulled off his helmet, he was scowling. Her eyes widened, she took another step back, and he realized he’d made the situation worse. Well, hell.

He reached deep inside him for the charm that had grown rusty with disuse, made a stab at a reassuring smile, and addressed the elephant in the cotton field. “Don’t be scared. I won’t hurt you. I came back to see if I could help. That’s all. I give you my word, and a McBride’s word is his bond.”

“That’s so old-fashioned,” she said.

“Yes, well, that’s how we roll. Now, I’m going to reach into my pocket and pull out my phone.”

Her gaze dropped to his hand, and she gave a nervous little laugh. “No gun?”

“No gun.” That was in a different pocket.

Tucker unzipped his jacket and reached into an inner pouch for his phone while trying his best to look unthreatening. Their fingers brushed as he handed it over. Her fingernail color matched her dress.

“Thank you,” she said.

“You’re welcome. My name is Tucker.”

“I’m Gillian.” Her teeth tugged on her bottom lip as she stared at the phone. “Do you have Google maps? I need to send a pin of my location to my—”

She broke off abruptly, and her head came up. Those glittering blue eyes—puffy and swollen from tears and framed by long, thick lashes—went round and big. Distracted, he fell into them. “Tucker Mc- Bride? Your name is Tucker McBride?”

He blinked and pulled slightly away. Now it was his turn to be wary. “Yes.”

She gave him a once-over, and some of the stiff- ness melted from her spine. “I know Jackson. Boone too. You’re the third cousin, aren’t you?”

Well, this was unexpected. “Yes, Boone and Jack- son are cousins of mine. Have we met?” He didn’t think so. He’d damned sure remember her.

“No.”

“I’m surprised you’d connect me to them. We’re a long way from Redemption.”

“Are we?” She gave a short, strained laugh. “I wouldn’t know. I’m lost. But you look just like them, and Tucker McBride is an unusual name. Plus, I re- member when the three of you arrived in Redemption the first time. You all rode motorcycles. My friend Maisy laughed that you had your own little McBride gang, so you were perfect for Ruin.”

Tucker grinned. “If you only knew.” He extended his hand toward her for a handshake. “Nice to meet you, Gillian . . . ?”

“Thacker. Gillian Thacker.” Her grip was firm, her smile filled with relief. “I’m a friend of Caroline Carruthers. Are you on your way to visit Redemption?”

Caroline was the woman Jackson was seeing, Tucker knew. He nodded. “Yes, I am. So now that you know I’m not a serial killer, want to tell me what you’re doing standing in a cotton field in a sundress and stilettos? Not exactly apparel for farming.”

She glanced down at her feet. “Technically, I’m not in the field but on the shoulder of a road. A narrow, two-lane, never-ending road. And no, cotton is not my thing. I’m all about satin and lace.”

Satin and lace? A vision of Gillian in lingerie the same shade of red as her dress flashed in Tucker’s mind as she continued, “I sell wedding gowns at a bridal shop in Redemption. Bliss Bridal Salon on Main Street.”

He tore his thoughts from the fantasy and listened when she began babbling about a pig and a pecan and a purse without a phone charger. When she finally wound down, she left Tucker shaking his head at her foolishness. He held up his hand. “Let me get this straight. You weren’t joking about being lost? You literally don’t know where you are?”

“No. Not exactly.” She lifted her chin, and her voice sharpened defensively. “I know I’m still in Central Texas. I’m somewhere between I-35 and I-45. I’m north of Austin. I think.”

He slowly shook his head. “Where is your car?

How far have you walked?”

“That way.” She hooked her thumb over her shoul- der. “Maybe two or three miles. I’ve been walking a while.”

“In those shoes?”

She gave a rueful smile.

Copyright © 2020 by Geralyn Dawson Williams.

AUTHOR BIO

Emily March is the New York Times, Publishers Weekly, and USA Today bestselling author of over thirty novels, including the critically acclaimed Eternity Springs series. Publishers Weekly calls March a "master of delightful banter," and her heartwarming, emotionally charged stories have been named to Best of the Year lists by Publishers Weekly, Library Journal, and Romance Writers of America.

A graduate of Texas A&M University, Emily is an avid fan of Aggie sports and her recipe for jalapeño relish has made her a tailgating legend.

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