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cellard0ors · 1 day
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80’s Hackearney Drabble idea, comin’ in hot!
Snack Time at Hackett’s Quarry
- popsicles or soft serve ice cream maybe?
- maybe something more wholesome, like juicy watermelon slices that inevitably dribble down someone’s chin?
- do the campers and counsellors ever have to do their own baking, and if so, poor young Travis having to put up with various “bun in oven” and “buttered muffin” jokes from the others
Hell yes, sweet treats!
It's the second Saturday in June at Hackett's Summer Camp and apparently it's known as Sweet Saturday. Laura's informed that this is the day all the campers work on making sweet treats to trade with one another.
The treats don't have to be particularly difficult - just fun to put together. Laura's never considered herself much of a cook - hell, before this she wasn't even a very good waitress, aka the person who delivers the food - but luckily she gets the youngest campers.
The idea of using fruit juice to make easy popsicles via ice trays pleases them immensely and even Laura finds herself having fun as she helps the little kids carefully pour their chosen juice into the tray's little cups - sticking toothpicks in their centers.
As the evening rolls in the treats start being swapped and Laura can't help but feel a glow of pride as she sees the tiny popsicles floating around among the cookies, muffins, and slices of cake.
The cake really intrigues her, as it doesn't look like an ordinary cake, which she discovers is the truth when she's presented with a slice by Chris, "Here! Take some icebox cake!"
It's always beyond bizarre when Laura is faced with a young Chris. After all, he was - in many ways - the kick off for her woes in 2021. But now, in 1986, he's young and innocent and eager to please as he forces the small paper plate on her, "C'mon - join T and me. We've got a great spot!"
Laura gamely follows along, seeing Travis resting against a tall, thick tree near the dock. Travis is picking at his food, as if unsatisfied with it when he catches sight of her with his sibling.
His back goes ramrod straight even as he pushes his glasses by the bridge up his nose. He gives her that awkward (annoying) endearing (goofy) smile as he greets her with a quiet, "Uh, hey."
"Hey." Laura returns just as noncommittally even as Chris takes a seat next to Travis and beams, "Brought Laura over to snack with us. Hope that's okay."
Travis shoots Chris a look that Laura recognizes as a secret, brother-based look. While she doesn't have siblings of her own, Laura's been friends with, and seen enough, brothers and sisters shoot one another that look - the inside kind that only they understand, to get that that's what she's seeing.
However, if the look shot his way bothers him, Chris doesn't show it as he digs into his large collection of treats, chocolate melting all over his fingers as he breaks apart a cookie
Laura sits across from the brothers and watches with quiet amusement until Chris asks, "You have a favorite yet, Laura? These cookies from Nancy's group is my favorite so far."
"I haven't tried them yet."
"Oh! You gotta! Here!" Chris offers her half of the cookie he just tore into and she takes it, feeling a slight pang of guilt as she does so.
Jesus, she led the charge to kill this guy in the future and here he's giving her a cookie. Still, she pushes the thought aside and tries to act normal, biting into the treat and trying to enjoy it.
Chris nudges Travis and chuckles, "Don't worry! She has some of your cake too!"
Travis looks at her and Laura feels like she's chewing in the most unattractive way possible so she swallows a big hunk of what's left in her mouth and then coughs, clearing her throat as she holds up the paper plate Chris gave her.
Travis's lips squirm like he's fighting off a smile. Chris has no resistance, smiling widely, "It's our Grandma's recipe! Ma taught us!"
"She did, huh." Laura tries to keep the bitterness out of her voice. Mrs. Hackett is the last thing she wants to hear about when she's trying to enjoy something sweet.
"Yup! It's got vanilla pudding and graham crackers and whipped cream and-!"
"She doesn't need the ingredient list, bud." Travis grumbles and Chris rolls his eyes, "Whatever. You're just upset they didn't have watermelons this year."
Laura's eyebrows rise, "You like watermelons?"
Every time she learns something new about Travis it's always so... surprising. She can't say why, other than the fact that - as her jailor - he'd seemed so remote and distant. So cold. As if he didn't like anything past being a bastard.
But in this time - when he's young and open - she's slowly uncovered more and more about him and each thing seems more startling than the last.
"You bet he does! Sometimes we have spitting contests with the seeds!"
Travis looks appropriately mortified at this and Laura can't help the genuine laugh that escapes her. Clearly hoping to continue his entertaining streak, Chris rattles on, "You should see him go! His face gets all wet and sloppy and the juice dribbles down his chin from chowing down and he makes all these noises and-!"
"Shut it, doofus!" Travis hisses and he pushes hard at his brother's shoulder. Normally Laura might object, but Chris's innocent descriptions and the way Travis's face started to turn pink hints to something that makes her feel... peculiar.
Like she'd like to see Travis's face wet with the clear juice of the watermelon. His lips shiny...
Laura fans at herself and excuses it as an unexpected spike in the temperature, nevermind that the sun is setting. She takes a bite of the icebox cake and hums in approval. It is pretty good and Chris, over his momentary annoyance with Travis, smiles again, "You like it?!"
"Yeah." She confesses, feeling like it's a dirty secret, "I do."
"Good! He made it!" Chris boasts, pointing to Travis and Laura gets the sudden impression that the younger Hackett is attempting to play as a wingman.
Good lord.
Travis, for his part, just avoids her eyes and shakes his head, "It's nothing. Besides, I had help."
"That's me!" Chris crows, "I was in his group!"
"Yeah, yeah - you did okay, squirt." Travis ruffles his brother's hair and Laura can't help but grin. Much like the desserts they've been consuming, the Hackett brothers are a sweet pair.
So much so that it's a shame for her to know how things end. And how they end bittersweet.
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nikinikori · 3 months
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and this, ladies, is why we absolutely leave our umbrellas at home
but seriously though, Laura left hers by accident :'))
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tedrailmi · 9 days
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[PATH CHOSEN] → Travis will kill you.
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cbrcbbr · 1 year
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ah yes. me, the werewolf curse and that crazy blonde bitch.
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lilibethdrawsreylo · 26 days
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A little something for my dear @spookyscaryscully ;)
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a-carnie-and-a-cop · 6 months
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Travis.exe has stopped working
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deadlilmoon · 2 years
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An eye for an eye, a leg for a leg A shot in the heart doesn't make it unbreak She really didn't wanna make it messy She really, really didn't, but the girl gone cray
Bonus :
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kseniayahz · 1 year
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the lovers but it's hackearney
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stasyanart · 2 years
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"Ruthless good intentions" is the very fic I live for! So I had to draw this beautiful moment💔
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lostuserr · 2 years
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i like this scene
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falsemortal · 2 months
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Ache
A short trip to the city; making a pitstop at Laura’s apartment to drop off and pick up some necessities. They were planning on going on a hunting trip upstate.
They were walking back as the streetlights turned on, stomachs warm and full of good food from one of Laura’s favorite local spots.
Everything was normal.. well, normal for them until;
“Laura, what-“ Travis is shoved back, irritation rippling through him as the smaller blonde pushes him into the alleyway. He opens his mouth to continue but gets cut off.
“Just go with it-“ And with that, she stretches on her tippy toes and pulls him into a kiss. She steps into his space, her boots scuffing his, and places a trembling hand on the side of his neck to hold still.
It starts soft, something just for show. The older man is stiff and unmoving, but then he begins to melt. Laura feels his large hand tentatively touch her hip, before it clambers to her back in fear.
“Laura?!” A voice echos off the walls of the brick buildings surrounding them, “Please, I just want to talk-“
Travis is lost in the kiss and starts reciprocating.
He feels his face flush when she gently meets him, their tongues hesitant as they explore each other. He feels younger, feeling her hand slide up his cheek and into his hair. Her fingers scratching an itch he’s had for years; affection.
It’s short lived.
She pulls away, her cheeks warm and rosy but her eyes aren’t on him, they’re watching the redhead stalk away into the crowds of people.
“Thanks,” she finally says as reality settles around them, the sounds of the city becoming louder, “I didn’t want to talk to him- I’m.. not ready for that yet.”
“Yeah,” Travis clears his throat, and wills his gaze away from her. His heart feels heavy and aches, “..No problem.”
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cellard0ors · 4 months
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Commission from @lacteaway!
My happy couple reading and spending quality time together! 😍
Like to pretend Travis is reading Laura some romance like Nora Roberts and she's rolling her eyes externally but loving it internally!
Thanks again, @lacteaway!!!
@hackearneyarchive
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nikinikori · 9 months
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on the house
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tedrailmi · 10 months
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requested by anon ♥
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lilibethdrawsreylo · 7 months
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*runs away*
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absenthearted · 1 year
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LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD || HACKEARNEY + ALTERNATE UNIVERSES [1/?]
A girl walks into the woods, and a wolf walks out.
The village has a tradition: a girl is chosen as a sacrifice to the Wolf. The Huntsman leads the Chosen into the woods and keeps vigil at the entrance. 
The girl does not come back. The Wolf stays away.
This is how it has always been—until now.
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