#Carla is shaking rn

[love-belle]

saw ur mom at the grocery store !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which their post break-up era is them hanging out with each other's families.

or

for when you find out that your second family is actually your ex's family. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // charles leclerc x fem!reader

sequel - well, i'm still in love with you ·˚ ༘

warnings - language

author's note - hello!!!! a short one but i hope u like it <3 thank u sm for reading i love you <3

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yourusername saw ur mom at the grocery store i always knew she really did like me more

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username THE CAPTION

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username MAMA LECLERC AND Y/N

lorenzotl please return my mother

-> yourusername shush we're going shopping

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-> username bro regrets introducing them 💀💀💀

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carla.brocker stay right where you are, i'm on my way

-> yourusername already ordered a frappe for u <3

username I NEED CHARLES TO REACT TO THIS RN LIKE

username bro hurt her so bad she started rhyming

-> yourusername PLEASE

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username idk what happened just the fact that charles should be on his knees crying screaming throwing up for her to take him back

username the way pascale is always so "😍😍😍😍🥰🥰🥰🥰😘😘😘😘☺️☺️☺️☺️" with her :///

arthur_leclerc pineapple is mad. i repeat pineapple is mad

-> yourusername hoes mad ur honour

-> username NOT CHARLES BEING PINEAPPLE

username THIS IS SO WHOLESOME (if we ignore the caption)

username should've known it was only a matter of time before y/n said something 💀💀💀💀💀

username queens

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username charles is fuming rn i Know it

lilymhe missing u ml

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username no bc why did i think for even a second that they ended on good terms.

username my two absolute girlbosses

charlotte2304 wowwwwwwww. guess my invitation got lost in mail huh?

-> yourusername we're literally going to dinner tonight??????

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-> yourusername join us!!!!! we can have a girls' day!!!!! carla is on her way too!!!!!! - pascale

-> charlotte2304 i'm halfway through the door love you!!!

username no bc all jokes aside i wonder how y/n and charles must be feeling with yk, both of them being close to each other's families and friends like

-> username no bc imagine having to stay in the same friend circle after u break up like that's so 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

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username she's the favourite child 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

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charles_leclerc vacation with ex in-laws ❤️

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username NAH NO WAY

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username charles being a petty bitch we love to see it

username NOT HIM GOING ON A WHOLE ASS VACATION WITH HIS EX'S FAMILY

arthur_leclerc that's where you had to go "so so so urgently"

-> charles_leclerc yeah !!!

username bro went on a vacation with her family bc she went grocery shopping with his mom 💀💀💀💀💀💀

username no bc he got the grandparents too

-> username HE GOT THE DOG

username y/n bout to move in his childhood home i can feel it

-> username they're both so stubborn and petty so i wouldn't be surprised at all 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

username him being close with her family after they split hits me in the heart idek why

lorenzotl maman says you should've told her, she wanted to see them too

-> charles_leclerc i invited them to dinner next week, tell her to not worry

username THIS IS SO

username no bc she went GROCERY SHOPPING with his mom and this mf went on a VACATION

username what'd they even talk about 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

-> username "your daughter is giving me grey hair" "you're not the only one, son"

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username i would do anything to be on this vacation

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username IT'S ONLY 7AM WHAT THE FUCK

landonorris tell (your mom's name) i miss her cooking and her favourite son says hi

-> charles_leclerc she says she's going to the next race so she'll make something for you and no. i'm her favourite son

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-> pierregasly no way

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-> yourmomsusername it's actually mick and roscoe

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-> username the way everyone is close to y/n's family :///

username y/n's next post "so i moved into my ex's childhood home lol"

-> username the way idk what to expect from her 💀

username alrightttt all jokes aside please get back together with mom ❤️

username no bc if they don't work out then there's no hope for me 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

#f1 x reader #f1 x female reader #f1 imagines #social media au #fake instagram imagines #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x y/n #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x female reader #charles leclerc imagines #charles leclerc instagram au #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc angst

[tywrites]

mine | the lost boys [marko x reader]

a/n: hi!! apparently i have a lot of inspo for marko rn >.< i hope you all enjoy this! i haven't written smut in soso long, especially fem smut, so any feedback at all is super super appreciated! i'm also obsessed with the hc that marko is italian (@two-red-lungs) so that's also included hehe :)

summary: some guys try to mess with you and marko's not having it >;)

pairing: marko x gn!afab!reader (no gendered pronouns used, howe reader is afab and there's heavy mentions of female anatomy <3)

word count: 3.7k

warnings: creepy guys stalking reader, one of them grabs her, cursing, fighting, heavy smut: female anatomy, oral (f receiving), penetrative sex, no protection used + creampie, protective marko

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You watched as the sunset slipped down slowly below the ocean horizon, bathing the boardwalk in a soft orange glow. You leant leisurely against the iron fence, hands in your jacket pockets while you waited. You were waiting for your boyfriend, but of course the vampirism was kind of an issue. It made meeting up pretty inconvenient. The sun started setting in Santa Carla at around 8pm which meant that your schedule had started to lean more towards being a night owl. It was the only way you’d ever be able to spend time with Marko.

He got pretty needy when you weren’t around, wanting to spend as much time with you as possible. He wasn’t the best with boundaries. He knew you needed rest at night since you had a busy schedule during the day (and simply the fact that you were a human) but it was so difficult for him to accept. He wanted to spend the whole night with you; messing around on the boardwalk, going for bike rides in the moonlight, getting on David’s last nerve. Instead, he had to settle for the few hours the two of you had together. You didn’t mind the lack of sleep too much though. You could hardly bare to be apart from him too.

You breathed in the salty ocean air. You knew they’d be here soon. It was getting dark now, the neon lights from the boardwalk bursting into life and glinting in the moonlight. You looked up, gazing into the night sky – the moon was especially bright tonight. You couldn’t quite see the stars under the glare of the vivid lights around you, but it was a nice, clear night. You smiled to yourself, imagining the evening ahead of you. You’d probably go for a ride with the boys first (riding with Marko of course), maybe venture into the fairground or arcade with Laddie and Star. All before heading back to the cave after the boys had fed. But who really knew? No two nights were the same with them.

You glanced at your watch. 8:30pm. So they were a little late. No biggie. They’d probably decided to grab a snack before heading your way, they’d done that before. And you decided to do the same. You started heading towards your favourite take-out place, strolling along the boardwalk. It was pretty empty, which was unusual. By now the boardwalk was normally teeming with people mulling about their business. Though it was a Monday, so an early night was probably on a lot of people’s minds. There were a few people strewn about: a couple sharing a milkshake, a family playing whack-a-mole, a couple of shopkeepers setting up their stalls, and a group of 4 surf Nazis up ahead. Heavily tattooed and sturdily built, they stared you down as you approached, a sick look in their eyes.

Please don’t.

You inhaled deeply, trying to stabilise your heartbeat. It would be okay. They wouldn’t try anything. Living in the murder capital of the world, there were a lot of shady characters around. However, it was common knowledge on the boardwalk that you and the boys were tight so people didn’t want to mess with you. But these guys looked drunk. Very drunk. Two of them held nearly empty bottles of beer and were clearly swaying in place. The other two were standing by a crate of cans. Empty beer bottles were scattered around their feet. They’d clearly been having a good time. You felt your legs shake as you walked, stopping in place when one of them staggered towards you.

“Hey there, good looking… Why don’t you give us a smile?” One of them hollered, smirking at you.

You bit your lip, quickly turning around and walking briskly away. Fuck, fuck, fuck. You just wanted some food, man. Your breathing quickened when you heard them start to follow you, their footsteps thundering behind you. You broke out into a sprint, looking around desperately for anyone to help. The couple and family from earlier were nowhere to be found, the shopkeepers seemingly turning a blind eye. You were alone on the boardwalk. The thud of heavy footfalls got closer and closer until you felt a rough hand on your shoulder yank you backwards harshly, wrapping an arm around your stomach and pulling you into his chest. The potent stench of alcohol invaded your nose and the jeers of the surf Nazis made you want to sink down into the sand beneath the wooden planks.

“Why you running, sweetheart?”

“Yeah, we just wanna show you a good time!”

His grip was hard, you couldn’t break yourself free. And all around, you saw their taunting faces. You screamed and yelled for anyone to help, thrashing around in his grip, desperate tears streaming down your face. You didn’t stand a chance.

Sudden deafening roars of motorbike engines startled you, blinding headlights cascading down the wooden planks. Four bikes began to circle until they were surrounding you, boxing your captors in. Before you could even process what was happening, Marko had jumped off his bike and threw himself at the man holding you, ripping you from his grip before gently pushing you towards Dwayne. You saw the pure fury in his narrowed eyes, a mixture of revulsion and rage plastered to his face. You fell into Dwayne’s chest, burying your head into his open jacket – he wrapped a protective arm around you and nodded to Marko.

The relentless noise of skin against skin reached your ears, cracking of bone and flesh grinding against the wooden floor. You heard shouts of terror from the men who’d stalked you, pleading and begging hopelessly. Their words were slurred and incoherent as each blow rendered them closer and closer to unconsciousness. A sadistic laugh that you could recognise anywhere was the only answer to their begging. Thud after blunt thud accompanied by loud cursing (some in Italian, some not) finally had you take a peek at the havoc. You took in the sight of both Marko and Paul striking and viciously kicking the four men, who were now completely unrecognisable. Their faces were bloody messes, beaten to a pulp. Their bodies mangled. Your boys were pretty much unscathed, a couple of nicks and light bruises littered their visible skin. Marko picked one of them up by their jacket collar, lifting him high up into the air. The one who’d dared to lay a hand on you. He brought him close to his face, looking wildly into his eyes. David sent him a warning look.

“You touch ‘em again… You touch ‘em again and I will fucking end you,” he breathed menacingly, his chest heaving. He spat in his face before dropping him to the ground. The man landed in a messy heap, clawing weakly at the floor to get away.

Slowly, Marko turned to look at you, holding out a shaking hand. You immediately went to him, taking his hand without a second thought. It was wet, the leather slimy with dark red blood. You looked up at him, reaching out your hand to gently wipe the spots of red from his face.

“You okay, doll?” He asked seriously, holding your hand against his cheek, his large hand engulfing your own.

You smiled gratefully at him. “I am now… Perfect timing, by the way,” you joked half-heartedly, hoping to make him laugh. He cracked a smile but you could tell that this had shaken him. He glanced back at the boys, meeting David’s eyes.

“You guys go on ahead, we’re gonna go back to the cave for a bit,” he said, holding your hand tightly as he lead you over to his bike. David nodded and motioned for the boys to get going.

“We’ll meet you back later then,” he replied before they drove off into the night.

Marko helped you up onto the back of his bike before getting on himself. He made sure your arms were wrapped tightly around him before he sped off. You could tell that he was thinking intensely about something by how tensed he was under your touch. His muscles were hard and taut, his jaw set in place. You sighed quietly and leaned your forehead against his back as he drove.

You reached the cave quickly, Marko hopping off and helping you down. He didn’t let go of your hand until you’d made it into the cave, even then only loosening his grip slightly. You faced him, looking up into his sage green eyes. You noticed the concern, the fear – emotions you rarely saw in Marko’s eyes. What does a vampire have to fear?

“They were gonna hurt you,” he mumbled quietly. “I would’ve killed them if it wasn’t so public, if David wasn’t there, I swear..”

“I know, I know...” You assured him, your hands coming up to rest on his shoulders. His face was still littered with flecks of dried blood, a small cut on his chin. “You’re not hurt, are you?” You said worriedly, your hand reaching out to trace the cut.

“’M fine, babe. I’ll heal. But you-”

“They didn’t hurt me, I promise. I’m okay,”

“But they could’ve if we didn’t show up. If I wasn’t quick enough. It’s my fault-”

“What?” You looked at him incredulously. “It’s not your fault, Marko. They were just some drunk pricks and you put them in their place. That’s what matters,”

Marko knew you were right. But all he could think about was what might have happened if he hadn’t gotten to you in time. He didn’t scare easy. But losing you would make his undead heart stop again.

He looked at you now, sweet and innocent, trying so hard to reassure him. And he kissed you. He pulled you in, holding the back of your head tenderly as his lips moved in sync against yours. You hummed into the kiss, looping your arms around his neck and pressing yourself against him.

“You make me feel so safe,” you whispered against his lips.

He exhaled deeply, pulling you even closer. Nothing could part the two of you, not even the will of God, the Devil, or the Earth.

His hand gently caressed your sides, first on top of your t-shirt before carefully slipping under. His fingers ghosted over your skin, dancing below your shirt. Your lips moved in unison with his own, deepening the kiss when his hand reached below your breast. You gasped against his lips when he took hold of it, slowly massaging as he moved his other hand down to your waist. Before you could react, he lifted the hem of your shirt, disconnecting the kiss briefly to pull it over your head. He hummed approvingly at your lack of bra, his eyes surveying your body for any bruising, cuts, anything.

Finding nothing, Marko pulled you forward once again but before connecting your lips, he told you to jump. You obliged, his calloused hands catching your thighs and holding you up against his body. You could feel his erection against you, causing you to let out a moan of want. He smirked against your lips. Walking forwards, he navigated the both of you to his nest, all the while pressing sloppy kisses down your neck and chest. He eased you down steadily onto the mass of blankets and pillows, trailing hickies across your chest. You were breathing heavily, still unable to think straight. You knew the bites would be visible tomorrow, you knew you’d have to explain them to your friends, to your co-workers – but truthfully, you couldn’t bring yourself to care. You let him mark you, claiming what was his.

His tongue sliding across your breast jolted you from your thoughts. He captured your nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the bud. Your hand gripped his blonde curls as a whine escaped your lips, your thighs clenching together in order to get some sort of release.

“Ma- Marko, fuck-” you moaned. “Please-”

“Please what, dove?” He mumbled against you.

“Please… more,” you said quietly, meeting his eyes below. He smiled at you sweetly, his hands making quick work of your shorts. He pulled them off and took his time sliding your panties down your legs. Your face burned as he drank you in, his eyes raking across your body like a starved man.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, doll,” he whispered, tracing his fingers down your thighs and leading kisses down your legs. “And you’re all mine.”

He possessively pulled your thighs so that you were hovering over his mouth, a surprised shriek escaping your throat. He grinned before teasingly licking his way up the inside of your thigh, stopping just before he got to your aching pussy. He waited until he heard the frustrated huff you let out before diving in. He licked a long stripe right up the centre of your core, attaching his lips to your clit and swirling figure eights around it. You couldn’t help but gasp, your thighs involuntarily closing around his head as your hands flew to his curls, pushing him further down. He had your legs shaking in seconds, his pace never faltering as he devoured you.

You couldn’t think, you couldn’t breathe – your chest heaved and you couldn’t stop the high whines and moans that you were making. He was relentless. Each noise you made just encouraged him to give you your high. His leather clad hands were so tight around your thighs, you knew they’d leave marks behind afterwards. He traced your sensitive lips with his tongue, moaning at the taste. He paid special attention to your clit and when he felt you getting closer to snapping, he sucked it hard. You came on his tongue in minutes, chanting his name as he coaxed you through it.

Marko really was in ecstasy, groaning as he tasted you on his tongue. Your body was writhing on the blankets, sweat glistening on your skin. You were glowing. He pulled himself back up to your mouth to place a sweet kiss. You panted, impatiently pulling at his jacket and belt. He chuckled at your restlessness, nuzzling into you.

“So impatient, dove. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you,” he said teasingly but so softly. He straightened up, shrugging off his jacket and discarding his crop top onto the floor. Your eyes shamelessly explored his body, tracing the outline of his muscles and landing pointedly on his crotch. He smirked down at you, finally unbuckling his belt and removing his jeans. His bulge was even more prominent now, his boxers doing nothing to help hide it. You reached out, hooking your fingers into the waistband of them and pulled them down swiftly. His cock sprung out and up, deliciously hard and thick. He kicked his jeans off fully and looked back to you, gazing into your eyes intensely. There was an emotion you couldn’t quite describe in his eyes. Lust? Possessiveness?

You attempted to move forwards to take his dick into your mouth, desperate to return the favour. Instead, he pushed you back and took your hands, intertwining them with his own. He manoeuvred you down so that you were lying on the bed, perfectly spread out for him. He hovered over you, not once breaking eye contact. His eyes were almost glowing, drinking you in in this position. So helpless, so revealing – yet with complete and utter trust in him.

“You’re mine. And if anyone ever tries anything like that again, I’ll kill ‘em where they stand, they won’t get off so easy, I swear,” he said seriously. Hot. You weren’t going to lie, seeing him get so territorial really made you hot and bothered. His protective side wasn’t something you saw often, but when you did, you knew you were in for a hell of a night.

You could feel the head of his dick pressing against your heat, whimpering pathetically at the touch. But Marko stayed still, looking down at you expectantly. He was waiting for a reply.

“I know you would, baby. Now please-”

“Say it.”

You blinked. “Say what?”

He leaned in close and whispered into your ear, his hot breath fanning over your neck. “Say you’re mine.”

Your breath hitched and you felt a shiver run up your spine. Goosebumps popped up all over your body from the tone of his voice, from the feeling of his hot breath against you, tickling your neck. You leaned forward slightly, so you could reach his ear. You took the lobe into your mouth, biting softly to force a hiss from Marko. You smirked against his skin before replying alluringly.

“I’m yours.”

It was like a switch had been pulled inside him. He growled lowly, gripping your waist tightly and before you could properly prepare yourself, he pushed himself into you. You gasped at the intrusion, wrapping your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. His size wasn’t anything to laugh at and you were glad that he’d taken the time to lube you up properly beforehand. Your previous orgasm made slipping inside easy and soon he was balls deep inside you, your pussy sucking him in. He held your waist tightly, anchoring you before thrusting into your tight heat. His pace was truly inhuman, fucking in and out of your waiting hole until all you could scream was his name. As he took you, he continued muttering the same sentence, the same word.

You’re mine, you’re mine, you’re mine… Mine, mine… Mine.

Your sweaty bodies moved in sync, fitting together like the most perfect puzzle pieces. The scent of sex hung in the air in a thick haze. You felt so incredible around him and he made sure you knew that. His groans mixed in with his words (more often than not hushed Italian cursing) were like music to your ears, deep and low from his chest. The sound of skin slapping against skin, the heavy feeling of him inside you; it was all too much.

Marko leaned forwards, capturing your lips in a sloppy kiss. You were breathless. His hands moved up from your waist, taking your hands in his as he fucked you. There was one thing on your mind as you felt yourself getting closer and closer to your second orgasm of the night; you had to say it.

“Marko...” you stuttered out, tapping his shoulder weakly as your body shot up and down on the blanketed surface.

“Yeah, doll?” he replied, never ceasing his thrusts.

“I love you,” you whispered, looking deeply into his eyes as the knot in your stomach got tighter still. “I love you so much and I’m so glad you’re mine,”

He moaned loudly at your words, his eyes glazing over. He suddenly moved his hands to your thighs, picking you up and leaning backwards on his knees. He held you against him as he aggressively pumped up into you. The new angle only made you feel him deeper and harder, a high pitched whine ripping from your throat. You hung onto him, letting him use your body.

“Love you so much, make me feel so safe when I’m with you, know no one will hurt me when I’ve got you-” you babbled into his ear, filling his ego even more than he thought was possible.

“Fuckk, I love you too, mia colomba- love you so fucking much,” he grunted into your ear, his hips moving harder and faster against you. “All fucking mine, taking me so fucking well fuck-”

You could tell that he was close. His hips were stuttering against you, ramming his dick into you as hard as he possibly could. His groans were getting louder and more frequent, completely lost in your pussy. And you weren’t far off either. As you got closer to your orgasm, you pulled him in and kissed him deeply, all tongue and teeth, tangling your fingers into his sweaty blonde curls. One of his hands moved from your thighs up to your ass, pulling you tightly against him.

“I’m so close doll, fuck,” he panted, laying his forehead against yours.

“Me too, baby, you’re fucking me so, so good, gonna make me come so hard-,” you whimpered. You didn’t think he could fuck you harder than he already was but you were quickly proven wrong. His hips slapped against the back of your thighs rapidly, forcing high pitched screams of pleasure from you. His whole body tensed as he desperately tried to get you to finish before himself, holding onto his orgasm no matter how much he wanted to bury himself inside your aching heat and let go. He didn’t need to try very hard.

Within seconds, you were coming around his cock, collapsing against his chest; a moaning mess. Your eyes went blurry from the pure pleasure, Marko hitting the perfect spot over and over again as you came, overstimulating you oh so deliciously. Your pussy tightened as you came hard, convulsing on his cock. Marko cursed as you contracted around him, almost as if your pussy was begging for him to come inside.

“Fuck, you’re mine. Mine, mine, mine, fuck- ‘M gonna come baby, ‘m gonna come inside, shit-” he muttered incoherently, his hip movements starting to get sloppy with the fast pace he’d set. You clung to him, thighs shaking as he shot his hot load inside you, groaning while he pulled you down onto his cock harshly, forcing you to take every last drop. The feeling of him shooting inside you, claiming you, was one of your favourite feelings.

You both stayed there for a moment, basking in the afterglow. You felt as though you could hardly move, your hips aching from even the slightest movement. Sex with Marko always ended like this, you usually needed at least a day or two to recuperate. Once Marko had regained his senses, he gently lifted you off of his cock, causing a quiet wince to leave you. Carefully, he laid you down onto the pile of blankets, wrapping you up in his arms and tugging you against his chest. He listened to the soft rise and fall of your breath, the slight shaking of your limbs. The fucked out expression on your face.

“Mine.”

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[jokenotfunny]

“never go to santa carla��

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sneak peek of my stranger things x the lost boys x my babysitter’s a vampire! au wip

synopsis : when reader comes back from her trip to santa carla, she’s acting off. she’s moody, constantly brushing off the group, hanging around shady looking people, and she looks terrible! (no she doesn’t 😽)

i’ve decided to make this reader the same as the “we’re going to summer camp bitches!” one ☺️

so you know what that means 😻😻😻

eddie x fem!reader , kind of david x fem! reader too 🫤 , (reader is canonically hot and everyone loves her i don’t make the rules 🙇🏾‍♀️)

future warnings : swearing , suggestive language , cursing , blood and gore , heavy flirting , the lost boys in general because yeah, david (is his own warning yes) , scary y/n , michael emerson and david being down bad (for two different people btw) , reader being hot , steve being hot , robin being hot , eddie being hot, nancy being hot , the lost boys being hot 🫤, look everyone’s just hot okay? and i can’t think of anymore rn 🤨

the whole sleeping during the day and coming out at night thing doesn’t exist here.

my sneak peek for “like a virgin” will be out soon too !

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hawkins, indiana | sunday, october 5, 1986 | 6:47 a.m.

you all stayed up the entire night watching movies, playing games and talking about what they did while you were gone, and how your trip was, although the last one wasn’t for too long as you insisted that you’ll tell them all about it later on.

the last person of the group fell asleep at about 2, which is when your house was finally consumed with silence. everyone was asleep peacefully, nancy stretched out on the love seat with jonathan on the floor next to it, argyle also on the floor, but he was layed out in front of the couch that dustin , mike , and will were all squeezed together on. erica, eleven, and max had went up to your room ages ago to go to sleep. you, robin , and lucas were all huddled on another couch together, where you were all previously playing a card game before falling asleep, while steve and eddie fell asleep on another couch.

now nancy was having a great sleep, a really great one, so to be woken up by robin shaking her so aggressively, that she thought her head would fall off of her neck, didn’t sit right with her.

“would you stop shaking me?!” nancy whisper-shouted.

“i’ll stop shaking you when you wake up! y/n’s arguing with someone outside. come listen.” robin whisper-shouted back at her.

“what?” nancy asked, as robin dragged her off of the love-seat, out of the living room, and brought her to the front door, where steve and eddie, were already huddled, with their ears against it.

“what are you guys-“ she was cut off by steve sharply shushing her, and pressing his ear back to the door.

“just listen, it’s so weird.” robin said, pressing hers to the door again.

nancy huddled over the three, and pressed her ear to the door as well, and lo and behold, you were heatedly talking to someone, but they couldn’t tell who.

“it sounds like a guy out there.” nancy whispered, furrowing her eyebrows. “maybe her brother’s back again?”

“nah we don’t think so, he sounds different, plus they would have started fighting already.” robin said flippantly.

“yeah, and boyfriend of the year over here, doesn’t want to go out there.” steve looked towards eddie.

“it sounds interesting! plus if we go out there they’ll stop.” eddie defended.

“isn’t that the point?” robin asked.

“i want to hear the drama- shh! they’re starting again.”

they all pressed even closer to the door, trying to decipher what you were saying, but only being able to make out some parts of it.

“-merson, i swear to god, why-…and how did you get here?!”

“are the rest of them here too?

“jeez! i thought we were friends y/n/n why the last na-“

suddenly a harsh thump against the door made the eavesdroppers jump back.

meanwhile outside the door -

“do not play with me right now michael, this isn’t funny.” you seethed, after grabbing him by the jacket and holding him against the door you just slammed him against.

back in the house -

“ ‘michael’ ? is she talking to mike?” eddie whispered, as they all looked at each other confusedly before a voice cut chimed in.

“is who talking to me?” mike said, from behind them, causing them all to jump at the intrusion. “what’s going on?” he whispered, eating some cereal, he stole from your kitchen.

“shhh!” they all hissed at him, before gluing themselves back to the door, with a now curious mike joining them.

meanwhile outside-

“i’m not joking!” the curly-haired man said defensively putting his hands up. “we’re not here to piss you off, we’re here to help you!”

“help me?” you scoffed, letting him go, before fake smiling. “i think i’ve gotten all the “help” i can from those guys! i mean what with giving me these-“ you said sarcastically, pointing at your newly sharper canines and nails before retracting them.

“wow, you’ve got a much better handle on those than i did at first. i’m proud..” he said impressed.

“i’m forever grateful.” you said sarcastically.

“it’s the whole feeding thing, you see. david said he doesn’t want you drinking off of randoms for your first time.” he explained meekly, as you just glared at him.

“listen i didn’t know they were gonna do that, okay?” he defended himself. “but i mean you didn’t even give ‘em a chance to do their whole little “show you the ropes” spiel before you took off! i’ve never seen anyone pack up and leave a state so quickly. which i’m honestly impressed by, if we’re being serious.” he added on incredulously, walking away from the door, and pacing back and forth on your porch.

He was right though. that night before you were supposed to be going back to hawkins, the group invited you to hang out at their “spot” in this cool cave they seemed to have claimed. you were all having a great time, waiting for michael to come back with the food, when one of your new friends, david, offered you some vintage-ish wine in this cool looking antique bottle he had.

You (unknowingly at the time) drank what was actually blood, causing them to have some sort of field day for some reason. once you saw what they really were though , before they had the chance to explain, once they were distracted, you booked it right out of there, back to your grandparents’ new house, telling your grandmother that you had to leave a night early for some “emergency” happening back in hawkins.

when the boys went over there the next morning asking for you, she told them that you had already began making your way back home, right after getting back the night before. unfortunately, david, (ever the charmer) was able to find out what “home” you were going back to, before deciding that the group was going to take a little road trip down to this “hawkins”.

“i mean who does that? when they did it to me, i at least stuck around for instructions or something! you just up and left!” he exclaimed, throwing his hands up.

you shushed him harshly, before speaking. “keep your voice down! and people that aren’t psychopaths do that, michael!” you paused, trying to calm yourself down.

“you do not. understand the bullshit i have went through in the past couple years. i have to constantly be prepared and ready for anything. and this!” you gestured to the new additions to yourself. “is a bit of a distraction.”

“listen, like i said earlier, i’m sorry that they did this, okay! but i know exactly what you’re going through! hence why we came here.” he pleaded, putting his hands on your shoulders.

“i mean you saw how they acted back in santa carla, they were animals! you had somewhat of a reign on him though.” he explained, putting a slight emphasis on the word “him”.

“it’s the whole feeding thing, you see. david doesn’t want you drinking off of some random for your first time.” he quietly explained as you glared at him.

“i think i have enough books and vampire knowledge, to learn how to survive, if he thinks feeding’s the issue. so you can tell them that i’m fine and leave.” you sighed, brushing him off, before pausing and looking at him, suspiciously, noticing his tense stance.

“even though i’ve only known you for about a week, i can tell that you’re a good person, and i don’t want you to suffer okay?” he said sympathetically.

“you’re not telling me everything are you?” you asked, eerily calmly.

“i- i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“oh yeah? i’m just curious, you all came here together right?” you said realizing something.

“yeah so?…” he said meekly.

“so where are the others?” you asked, now afraid of his answer.

“oh, you know… just hanging out…” he said.

“hanging out where?” you said sternly.

“well..” he said before whispering something you couldn’t really understand.

“well what, michael? spill it!” you pleaded.

“well, when we first got here yesterday, david was still pissed about you just up and leaving without saying anything to him, and decided he didn’t want to see you yet so he went to go look around town! and well you know how the rest of them are! it’s always ‘monkey-see, monkey-do’ with ‘em! so after he left, paul decided that he wanted to go see how “hawkins girls” party so he split too.” putting air quotes around hawkins girls. “and then marko, dwayne, and i decided to look for you, but marko got side tracked and dipped off later on to find paul. and i accidentally lost dwayne at some point last night.“ he rambled before whispering to himself, “or maybe he just ditched me.”

“so, how did you find me?” you asked, trying to take in all of that information.

“oh, i just recognized your car in the driveway.” he said flippantly.

“why is it every time you’ve brought up the group, you always zero in on david?” you asked, out of nowhere.

“what do you mean?” he asked, acting like he wasn’t aware of it.

“‘david’s mad because i left without talking to him.’ not the group, him. ‘i had somewhat of a reign on him.’ ‘david, doesn’t want me feeding off of random’s.’ what’s that all about?” you asked crossing your arms.

“i don’t know okay! he’s just been acting so weird. ever since we met you, he’s been off the rails in a way that the other four don’t even recognize.and they’ve known him forever! he wasn’t even like this with star!” he said, incredulously.

“oh so, what? i hurt little david’s feelings and now he wants to be all possesive as if i fucked up his life!?

“look i know it’s bullshit okay? i mean it’s been almost a year since they did the same shit to me, and i still don’t completely get it.” he exclaimed, causing you to soften up a bit.

“alright. i guess i’m done yelling at you for now.” you said nonchalantly, walking back towards your door.

“wait, that’s it? what do we do now?” he asked, following you.

“i’m going back to sleep. we can look for the others later.” you explained tiredly.

“yeah, that’s definitely a side effect. how did you even make it all the way back here without conking out?”

“adrenaline, i guess. come on in, since i know you vamps are big on that shit.” you sighed sarcastically, opening the door.

well, trying to open the door, being that there was some kind of weight pressed against it. you heard a thud and a sharp “ouch” and a “retreat, she’s coming back!” before you were able to open it without issue.

you and michael were met with the faces of all 13 of your now awake friends, sitting in the foyer of your house, staring at you with wide eyes.

“so…” robin started, clearing her throat.

“do you have something to tell us y/n?” nancy, said cautiously, as everyone looked at you expectantly.

“what’s there for her to tell, she’s definitely a vamp! him too from what i’ve gathered.” argyle, chimed in nonchalantly, taking some of the cereal that mike was eating.

“never go to santa carla kiddos.” you sighed, walking passed them all and plopping down onto the couch closest to the door, and immediately falling asleep.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things 4 #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x poc reader #eddie munson x y/n #the lost boys #david #paul #marko #dwayne #michael emerson #the lost boys x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x black!reader

[captmickey]

Been thinking about the Plunderbunnies a little but all I can really do rn is rotate them in my brain, so I wanted to ask... you got any headcanons to share? Maybe regarding their wedding, or being new parents with Boybrush?

Oh boy do I!

....just realized I shout that everytime someone asks me about headcanons and the such.

But yes! Yes I do! I have thought about it intensely for... well, ever. Especially in regards to their wedding. So lets break it down by each thing because I'm that person

In regards to their wedding:

-I always loved the idea that Guybrush had to get his wedding suit tailored because he is both very tall and very lanky. But because of his nerves getting the best of him and imagining all the worst case imaginable scenarios, he shakes like a leaf which causes needles to poke him which makes him panic even more (a.k.a ask me about my 'Guybrush has a phobia of needles' headcanon) and luckily Haggis sees what's happening and manages to calm Guybrush's nerves.

-Thanks to Return, Guybrush wrote with Elaine the invites. He added the haiku and it was a surprise hit... don't ask him to write any more poems/haikus... it was a one time thing.

-Grubby hands is I.... Guybrush stomped the glass at the wedding. If you know, you know.

-I don't know why, but I loved the idea of Wally being a part of Elaine's bridal party over Guybrush's. So Carla and Wally definitely threw an excellent bachelorette party.

-The Barber Quartet were Guybrush's groomsmen. (If Winslow had known Guybrush then, absolutely would be his Best Man).

-Guybrush and Elaine dated for a bit longer before they tied the know officially. Guybrush proposed properly and with a (thankfully) uncursed ring.

-Elaine made the uncursed ring her earring as seen in Tales because one, too big to wear as a ring and two, it's her good luck charm since Guybrush went to great lengths to craft it for her.

In regards to Boybrush:

-Everybody when they heard the news initially panicked that Guybrush would be a terrible father because he's that much of a goof. He not only destroyed but obliterated that fear by being the best husband/father there is.

-Elaine, admittedly, was insulted on Guybrush's behalf that everyone kept asking her if she's feeling safe around him.

-Guybrush stayed up late and read as many parenting/baby books there is so he can take care of Elaine and their soon to be kid. It is safe to say he's the most knowledgeable pirate in that regard.

-Guybrush also panicked endlessly if he was even fit to be a dad. Not that he didn't want to be... he did. Badly. But he feared that everyone's assumption on him had some validity. Elaine had to calm him down that he would be fine... and he calmed her down as well that she would be an excellent mother.

-They were each other's cheerleaders throughout the whole thing.

-It was Guybrush's idea to stay on land during the final months of the pregnancy. He read too many books and the idea that they could be caught in a storm or a battle when it was time scared him.

-Because Meathook moved away, they took residence in his place and refurbished it to be a proper home. They still refer to their ship as home, but this is their "in-between sailing" home.

-Carla saw the extreme lengths Guybrush was going through for Elaine that she had no problem stepping in to help to let him catch some sleep. He was trying his hardest and Elaine would stare, smirk, and go "told you so."

-Winslow and Anemone were the only two to not judge but they knew not to overwhelm either. If they were needed, the Threepwoods knew where to find them.

-After Boybrush was born, Guybrush held him and immediately felt a shift: being a father and a husband was far more important to him. He still loved being a pirate, but that was easily third place.

-Whenever Boybrush woke up in the middle of the night, Guybrush would wake to take care of him... Elaine has done much of the work and he feels this is the least he can do.

-That being said, Elaine has caught him dead asleep with Boybrush in his arms in the rocking chair. She tells him it's okay that she takes care too.

-It shocked Guybrush how quickly Boybrush falls asleep in Elaine’s hold. He has to tell stories to get the child to sleep.

-One time Elaine went to Carla to help with gubernatorial work... they heard snoring and found Guybrush asleep on the couch with Boybrush on his chest drinking from the baby bottle.

#monkey island #rtmi spoilers #the ship that literally sails itself

[honeyflies05]

WEEWOO WEEWOOO [baby crying] MY LEG! [screaming]

“hello 9-1-1 what is your emergency?”

ANYWAYS WE’RE BAKC BABIEEEE!!

(shameless plus for my twitter @/honeyflies05 go follow me over there I’m more active)

HELLO!!!!!!

MADDIE NO

why is she being so nice??🤨

she’s dying

I’m calling it

WHO CAME

who are you??

“WHICH ONE” AHHHHH

this hurts!

EDDIE DO MORE DIAZ!!!!!

oh SHIII we’re starting right away okay!!

THIS GUY!

ALRIGHT COWBOY

MADDIE’S A NURSE! check on my bingo card

the camera’s shaking I’m calling that as wacky camera work

eVaN

GAVIN MCHUGH!!!!!

it’s THE shirt

they showed their attention to buck and not Daniel ooooooo

“I’m not a firefighter?” SCREAMING

he has a couch???🤨🤨🤨

THE TSUNAMI???? THE TSUNAMI!!!!

he’s a science teacher I’m calling it

if I see Doug-

WACKY CAMERA WORK! ITS GETTING SCRATCHED OFF

no,,,

PUNCH HIM

ugh ad breaks sUCK

i wanna know where the “THIS GUY” came from because it was SO FUNNY in the clip

i stopped working on my science project because of this show

down horrendously bad

seeing Doug: BOMBASTIC side eye

hello real world!!

“oh my god, Evan” SHUT UP!!!! SHUT!!! UP!!!!!

chim blames himself✅

buck looks so confused andichdhdhs

DANIEL HATES HIM TOO WOOOOOOO

if buck doesn’t punch him in this episode I will

all of these flashbacks to my favorite episodes WOOOHOOOOO

“since when do gurneys have fingers” EJDIFJDSAAAAAAAAAA

Daniel is so mid oh my godddd💀

“who are you” SCREAMING

this wacky camera work!! camera person

ARE WE GONNA LEARN

DAMMIT

coma dream! roll credits!!

“figure something out” I KNOW WHAT HE HAS TO DO!

buck don’t kill yourself

“you’re not married… you really should be!”

DID BOBBY DIE

NAUUURRRRRR

IS THIS WHERE HE CODES????

CHIMNEY NOOOOO

where is Eddie

where is chris

where are my people

ATHENA!!

oh shi real world

of course bobby would blame himself

bobby nash and athena grant-nash are Buck’s parents

“he has to be” oh this is so ao3

HEN!!!!

respiratory failure! woohoo

THE MUSIC

ECMO

aLBERT!!!!

bobby with the rosary😭😭😭😭😭😭

chim judging the buckley’s yayyyyy

EDDIE!!!!

NOT THE PLANE CRASH

“the crazy just sucks you in!”

EDDIE DIAZ!!!!

….chris….

NAUUURRR

NOT THE DIAZ PARENTS

cHRIS

this is our first Carla appearance in a while

“can he hear me” THAT MAKES ME WANNA CRY

“YOURE GONNA BE OKAY” IM GONNA SOB

“you have to come back” I understand why Aisha cried

hen figuring out the coma dream >>>

BOBBY!!

the ambulance still being there😭😭

damn doesn’t the 118 have other patients???

MAY SAYING BUCK IS BOBBY’S SON IM GONNA CRY

buck being so stubborn that may says he’s gonna be okay💀

Buckley parents make me mad

the plane!!!

WHO IS THAT RUNNING

running in nightmares be like:

,,,Bobby??

I’m actually so confused

IF MY SISTER don’t SHUT UP IM TRYING TO WATCH A SHOW

please HIS HOSPITAL ROOM???

“ooo I busted out the rosary must be serious!” I AM SO UNSERIOUS RN

yeah ur parents are nice to you but your entire life is messed up

IM ABOUT TO THROW MY PHONE SHUT UP MY SISTER!!!!!

if I miss smth it’s because of her loud ass mouth

how do we only have 20 minutes left so much needs to happen

we only got started!!!

i need to see Eddie break down

bobby and athena are so Buck’s parents

FULL NAME ATHENA IS MAD

athena will get this kid to wake up by sheer WILL AND DETERMINATION U GO MOTHER

#angelabassetdeservedtheoscar

HIM BEING ABLE TO HEAR ATHENA’S VOICE IM GONNA CRY

“I fixed you!” WHAT IF I COMMIT DIE RN

BUCK COLLAPSING IN THE TSUNAMI EPISODE SKDICHXHZHAAAAA

“so basically you were buck!” IM CRYING

IS THIS FIX YOU BY COLDPLAY????

IT IS.

“boy am I gonna feel guilty about that one” WHAT IF I CRY

“where do you think you’re going??!!”

“home.” I AM SO!!!

if they get Eddie to try to keep him by saying “I love you” you will never hear from me again

THE CUTOFF OF FIX YOU BY COLDPLAY SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

i have an unreal attachment to that song yall have nO IDEA

where!! is!! eddie!!

i need Eddie to give me something to break down about

THEYRE PULLING THE PLUG???

if they really were Bobby would be there

DANIEL BLAMING HIM?? JESUS

EVAN BREATHE EVAN

buck in scrubs,,,,

FIX YOU COMING BACK!!!!

HEY THE HATCHET!!

THE BREATH

YEAAAAAAAAA

TO FIX YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!

THEY DIDNT SHOW US HIM WAKING UP!???

he stays with Eddie!!

CHRIS!!!

“I never made it inside the classroom… which kinda tracks” WHAT IF I CRY

hen being exactly the same >>>>

chim having his emotional moment >>

“let’s get you set up on the couch!” AAAAAAAAAAAAA

i don’t like the Buckley parents being so insufferable

OOOO BOBBY CENTRIC EPISODE NEXT MONDAY???

farmer wants a wife YEEHAWWW🤠

#911 on fox #911 fox #evan buck buckely #eddie diaz #evan buckley #911onfox #this episode was basically a fanfic #up until the last 5 minutes #but where the hell was Eddie?. #you’d think since they made such a big deal about him in the promo?? #idk man but Tim Minear I cannot do this #I cried #multiple times #from Gavin’s amazing acting to Bobby being dead to EDDIE LOSING CHRIS WITHOUT BUCK #this episode cured my depression and gave it back to me all within an hour #also my sister was over on a surprise visit and I almost kicked her out #cause I can only watch in the living room #plus a 55 inch tv allows me to see Eddie cry very nicely #WHICH I COULD DO IF HE HAD MORE THAN 2 SECONDS OF SCREEN TIME #honey thinks

[nicholasnelsons]

writers really took a trip down to AO3 when they had eddie ask buck if he was okay while literally dying, buck repeatedly telling eddie “hang on” and “stay with me,” buck calling eddie “eds” and eddie calling buck “evan,” buck basically telling eddie that he would have rather been the one shot than eddie, carla being the captain of the buddie ship, buck shaking and breaking down over eddie getting shot, christopher comforting buck (his dad), eddie making buck christopher’s legal guardian, along with many many buddie heart eyes and longing stares. i feel like i’m in the twilight zone of buddie rn.

#i have so many emotions #911 #911 fox #911 spoilers #buddie #evan buck buckely #eddie diaz #christopher diaz #911 on fox

[wanderingwomanwondering]

911 Eddie/Buddie Thoughts, eps 413-501

*a long post and no gifs, I’m so sorry*

Can we talk abt the fact that in 413 bathena have an argument about not being partners and how that parallels eddie’s tendency to be an emotional loner, not revealing his heart until his feelings bubble over? He struggles to trust/confide in others bc he struggles to trust/be honest with himself abt how he feels/what he needs. His reasons are diff than athena’s but it’s still a parallel behavior.

Also in 413 eddie is helping a kid who’s mom is hurting him. That feels parallel at least partially to shannon abandoning christopher which caused harm. Eddie is focused on the kid/christopher, focused on helping him…to the complete exclusion of himself and his needs. This is why he chose to continue with ana supposedly for chris’s sake despite carla’s golden advice. Tho we all suspect that chris doesn’t like ana as much as he lets on/as much as eddie wants to believe. But that’s a side note rn.

Then cut to the end of 413, the gunshot scene. Knowing what we know now from 501, basically eddie taking that bullet is a catalyst. The beginning of the end of loner, partner-averse eddie. It’s the start of him needing to reckon with his own wants needs and desires. He’s not going to stop considering chris obviously but he does need to look at himself his life his heart and what makes him happy. Remember Shannon’s complaint in their marriage was that she needed a partner, and now he’s reckoning with the fact that he wants/needs one too, and not just at work.

There are one or two very grounded non-clown ways to read that gsw scene bc dude was just shot out of the blue and there was plenty of shock and fear to go around. But through the clowning glass, we can also see it as a reiteration that buck and eddie are in fact partners in a big way. They just rescued a kid together just like they’ve worked tirelessly together to save countless other people before him. They are partners. At work. I would argue also in life but I’ll get to that later.

Eddie’s prolonged eye contact with buck, reaching for him. Buck’s shock and terror, staring deeply into Eddie’s eyes and watching him bleed. That whole scene begged the question “now who’s going to save eddie?” Literally and figuratively.

The show starts with the literal answer. buck. It’s finally buck. In 414 he hauled him up, dressed his wound, begged him to stay with him and to live. In Eddie Begins, buck was an onlooker, eddie saved himself in true eddie fashion, but in 414 buck ran point on saving him. Buck dragged him to safety, buck lifted him up, buck stopped the bleeding, and buck served as his lifeline begging him to stay/live.

The other interesting thing I noticed about the scene in 414 in the fire truck on the way to the hospital is that *eddie is not wearing his saint christopher medal*. Buck rips open his shirt to stop the bleeding and the medal is not there. It’s absence is loud af. I squinted to see if it had just slid to the side when buck laid him down but i couldn’t see it at all! Please correct me if I’m wrong.

Anyway that choice, to have the medal not be there or not be visible in that particular scene is huge bc that entire sequence from gunshot to arrival at the hospital is just abt eddie (and buck). In a way, in those scenes at least, buck is wo his armor (firefighter uniform) and eddie is wo his armor (the medal). They are vulnerable in those scenes physically (out in the open, exposed to the shooter) and emotionally (not shielded by their personally meaningful protective items). Combined with the staring and the reaching it’s a big indication that things are abt to get deeper between them (fingers crossed).

Back to 501. remember eddie’s been shot before, in combat. I think what makes the sniper situation important is not just that he could have died (he’s been there done that got the silver star) but that he’s not who he was the last time he almost died by gsw. He’s in LA now, he’s not in the military, chris is growing up, he has the fire fam, he has buck, he’s a widower. Eddie is growing, changing. starting to recognize his emotional needs bc for the first time in his life there’s room/opportunity to do that in a big way and not necessarily have it implode his marriage, piss off his family, hurt chris, or ruin his career. IF he actually confronts himself head on and deals with all the stuff beneath the surface. Repressed. This gunshot isn’t exactly abt his mortality but his quality of life. asking him what’s his life abt and more importantly how can he be his whole authentic self complete with his very own emotions needs and desires embracing love care and support leaning on others. Remember in that one therapy session he had those are the things he wants for chris. Now he has to find and choose those same things for himself.

In 414 by the time eddie is in the hospital, the medal is back and prominent in every scene. He’s back to framing his relationship with buck in terms of chris. But he’s the one making decisions for chris. What he wants for himself and for buck isnt irrelevant here. If it was all abt chris and only chris i think eddie would have told buck abt the will ages ago. If it was all about chris and only chris eddie maybe wouldn’t have struggled so much to say that he made buck chris’s legal guardian if he dies. Nah. I think eddie sees buck as his partner in life too on some level but he couldn’t accept/say that plainly. He had to make it abt only chris in his head in order to be okay with linking their trio of lives together forever through the guardian decision. I mean eddie didn’t even tell buck abt the legal guardian decision bc he was shot, he told him bc buck thought he was expendable! Instead of shaking him and saying you are not and never will be expendable to me, he chose to disclose the will. It was effective for sure. Evan heard him loud and clear. But wow you gave buck a whole ass person, like the person most important to you in the world?? And didn’t say anything until you survived a sniper an effing year later?? That’s a hell of a choice!

Anyway i really hope eddie and buck are on their way to being together bc i can’t take much more of this. Before they get there tho my dude eddie has a lot of work to do this season!

I reference 408 and go into more thoughts on 501 here. I blab abt the heart transplant metaphor in 501 as well as my spec abt parts of 502 by extension here. I am dying to talk abt these arcs y’all like srsly so feel free to rb/comment.

#911 fox #eddie diaz #evan buckley #buddie #episode 413 #episode 414 #episode 501 #911 meta #911 speculation

[goksiiiiii]

Fake Blondie changed my life - Zabdiel De Jesús

Note: This is my first imagine ever, and first time I am actually trying to write something like this. I hope it is not too bad. I am sorry for all my mistakes but I hope you understand because ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE.

The life has never been easy. I mean, how can it been easy for a girl who doubts her worth and hates herself every day more and more? It hasn't always been like that, you were a happy child, full of energy and love for life. Unfortunately, you just didn't have luck, you bumped into wrong people, the ones that broke you. "You are actually so ugly, I mean look at your body, not only that you don't have boobs but neither do you have ass, you are so fucking flat, nobody would even fuck you and let's not talk about possibilty that someone would fall in love with you." were the words you would often hear, just in different ways. Sometimes you would hear it from your "friends", family and exes who left you after they didn't get what they wanted. It is not that you haven't been a strong girl, it has just become too much to handle. You would always wonder how they couldn't understand that you didn't have an opportunity to choose the way you would look like. It doesn't even matter because we all can be loved the way God made us.

You have moved to Miami, you were hoping for a better life. When you thought about better life you didn't mean having hookups and fucking every night different boy, no, the better life for you meant FREEDOM. You were hoping that you will be FREE, that you will be YOURSELF, you were hoping that nobody would judge you and make you feel even more shitty, if that was possible.

You got a job to work as a fashion designer for a latin boy band CNCO. It was your dream to work as a fashion designer because you have been so creative since you were very little. You were from Europe so you didn't have an opportunity to hear about them earlier. You started exploring things about them, not because you were interested in them, but because you wanted to see how they like to dress so that you can do your job well and make everyone happy. Sometimes, it seems like all you ever cared for was to make people around you happy. You have always put yourself last. It never crossed your mind that handsome boys like them would even notice you. Everyone wanted them and nobody ever wanted you, because at the end of the day you were just a flat girl. At least that's what you thought.

"I heard we will have new fashion designer" Zabdiel stated. "Oh dios mio, really?" Erick asked curiously "I really hope that we will finally be dressed up like our bodies deserve." "Carla said she will be here soon, so I will go outside to wait for her so she doesn't get lost" Richard tells the boys while heading towards exit. "It is a girl?" Christopher immediately stops playing Fortnite. "I guess, but you know, you don't need to flirt with every girl in the wolrd" Joel rolls his eyes at Chris. "Ay papa, you need to wake up man, la vida es solo una" Chris tells Joel while having a big smile on his face.

You enter the building but you don't see anyone. You try to stay as calm as you can, not allowing your anxiety to come in and ruin your dreams. As you start walking up the stairs, you bump into someone and fall down. "Oh my God are you okay?" Richard asks you worriedly "I- I- am so sorry, I was looking for our new dresser and I was in a hurry, I didn't want her to get lost." he says while helping you to get up. "In that case, I won't give you the worst clothes, I will save them for other memebers who misbehave" you tell him smiling a little. "Oh- are you-" you cut him saying "Yes. That's me" "God, I am such an idiot nena, sorry." Richard says facepalming "I almost made you break your leg on your first day." You both laugh "No need to worry, I know to be clumsy." "I am Richard and thank you for taking it easy on me and not ruining my fashion model career because of this." "I am Y/N, and don't worry, you still need to earn my trust." you said jokingly while Richard shakes head "Trust me other boys are more problematic than me, let me introduce you to them."

Richard was really nice and kind to you and you were yourself joking a bit with him, but then you remembered that you don't want to get attached to anyone. Who the hell knows what's behind that charimng smile Richard has. You don't want new friends who will hurt you at the end or even worse you don't want a boyfriend. You don't trust anyone anymore so you decided to stay as distant as you could with all the memebers from CNCO. But then you slightly shook your head and thought to yourself "Like anyone would want you anyways." A really loud and excited voice stopped you from overthinking "Oh, mamita welcome, soy Christopher, ma mas sexy of them all" he smiles at you and at that moment you wish you had his confidence.

"I am Y/N, nice to meet you." you simply say with a small smile on your face. Erick and his ugly shirt caught your attention next. "Okay you seriously need help with that." you say looking at Erick from top to the bottom. "Omg that hurts." Erick tells you while pretending to wipe a tear. He had extremly beautiful eyes and you knew it will be hard to stop staring at them. "It will be alright, no llores." you say patting Erick's back. "What's up with others? You ain't going to introduce yourselfs?" a beautiful blondie spoke up while walking towards you. "She knows me already because I almost killed her." Richard defends himself. Zabdiel gives him a confused look but decides to focus on you "Okay so, the boy who tried to kill you is Richard, the least sexy guy in here is Christopher-" "Ay papa, why so mean to me?" Chris squeals while pretending to be crying with Erick. "Oh God with who I am working." you chuckle and shake your head. Zabdiel smiles so softly at you which almost causes you to blush but you don't because you know the smile isn't for you, he is just being kind and polite, your mind tells you. "The boy who needs your help with style is Erick, the quiet one eating french fries is Joel and I am Zabdiel." he finishes introducing. "I am not quiet, I just thought she knew us." this time Joel defends himself. "I am from Europe and unfortunately Latin music is not on the big level there" you state. "Anyways I am really glad I have an opportunity to work with you guys, I know you have a concert in 3 days so we can start looking for stuff that you will wear." "Ay nena, relajate, you have time." Chris says while putting his arm around your shoulder. "You didn't tell us anything about yourself." You try your best to be kind to the boys but you were scared you will end up being hurt again. "Look, I am here to work, not to hang out with you, so please just call me when you are ready to work with me and to make an idiot of me." You exclaimed while walking out of the room. The boys look at each other in shock. "What's up with her?" Christopher asks. "No clue, but that was weird." Erick adds. "Don't be rude. We don't know her story." Zabdiel tells them. It seems like Zabdiel was the only one to notice, you are still healing your wounds.

You came to your apartment and just locked the door and threw yourself on the bed overthinking how you reacted to the boys. You knew you were so rude and that they didn't deserve it at all but you couldn't help it. You wanted to protect yourself and you thought it was a good way. But was it really? Even thought it was pretty early to sleep, it was 8pm, you just wanted to fall asleep and forget about everything. Suddenly, as your eyes start to close, you hear a bell ringing. You aren't getting up, hoping that whoever the hell it is will be gone. "Come on Y/N, we know you are in." you hear Chris' voice. "Open up please" Joel begs. You get up to open the door surprised with the fact that they found out where you live. "What the hell are you guys doing? I am trying to sleep." you say. "Sleep? At 8pm on Saturday night? Erick asks seriously. "Yea?" you state simply. "Can we come in and talk? Please." Zabdiel looks into your eyes. You quickly look away and walk away leaving the door open. The boys take that as a yes and slowly walk in.

"I have brought lots of snacks and drinks!" Richard says pointing at paper bags "We are going to make you a welcome party." You just got back into your bed and covered yourself with a blanket. "Yea, you guys have fun, just please don't break anything I literally moved in this morning." you tell them closing your eyes. "I knew that this was bad idea, we should give her time." Joel whispers to Zabdiel. "Yes, we shouldn't force her to open up, if she is not comfortable with us Zab." Erick agrees with Joel. "What, is it blame Zabdiel day or what? We haven't even tried to make her feel comfortable with us! How can she feel comfortable when there is Christopher who just comes in front of her and says "Yo I am the sexiest." I mean stop complaining and try your best to help her feel okay. She is going to be with us now every day." Zabdiel exclaimed. "Did you fall for her in like 2 hours or what?" Chris asks him with a smirk on his face. "Can you be serious at least for 1 minute? It is not always about flirting and fucking. You sometimes need to help people." Zabdiel tells him while shaking his head. "She was really happy when I bumped into her, she was so chill and I loved her humor, idk what happened later." Rich says while taking a sip of his favourite drink. Chris comes closer to you grabbing whipped cream while whispering to you slowly. "If you don't want to come to our party.... party will come to you." Chris says while spraying whipped cream all over your face and running away from you. "Christopher Damn Velez!" you shouted at him while jumping out of the bed to get your revenge but then Erick grabs you by your waist and stops you. "Run bro, run bro! I got you" Erick yells. "Erick, let me go rn or you will have an ugly style forever!" you tell him. "Y/N don't do that to me..." Erick says making a puppy face. "I am warning you!!!" you say acting seriously. Erick looks carefully at Zab coming slowly behind him and let you in his arms. "You have nothing to blackmail me with." Zab wishpers in your ear while wrapping his arms around your waist. Your body shivers at his touch and you get gooseboomps from his breath on your neck. You don't know why, but it just happens. Seems like your body was giving you signs and trying to tell you "He is the one." "Zabdiel..." you managed to say something. "You either let us introduce ourselves in real light and have good time with us or..." "Or what?" you ask "This." not even finishing the sentence he started tickling you. "N-no, n-no Zabdiel!" you exclaimed while laughing. "Stop, stop please!" you begged while tears were rolling down your face from laughing. But he didn't plan to stop, he was just tickling you even more intensively. "Then promise..." Zabdiel orders. "O-okay, te lo prometo!" you say breathing heavily. "Omg, you are such an idiot!" you tell him while throwing a pillow at him. Zabdiel didn't care about you wanting to kill him at the moment, he just knew his heart was happy because he made you smile. And if his heart and emotions could talk at that moment. They would say it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his life.

"So it is sleepover then?" Joel asks. "It is." you roll your eyes playfully. "I even got stuffed animals!" Richard tells you and burst into laughter. "Omg you guys are so sweet." "OH DIOS, chicos this is our first compliment!" Chris claps his hands in excitement and everyone else make sarcastic shocked faces which causes you to laugh even more. They all light up candles and ties up balloons trying to make this interesting as much as they could. But also, they were making sure that you are comfortable and fine with everything they were doing. Zabdiel makes comfy place for you to sit next to him. "Come here." he tells you while patting the seat next to him. "No, I am still mad at you." you say trying not to laugh. "Ik how to make this even." Erick says while spraying whipped cream all ove Zabdiel's hair. "NOT THE HAIR!" Zabdiel screams. Christopher started laughing so much which made you burst into tears of laughter because his laugh was the most contagious laugh in the world. They all kept making mess throwing food at each other. "You all are going to clean this I swear." you say looking at the mess they made. "We are going to sing to you now. We will make you forget about all bad things we have done!" Joel says while smiling softly. "Oh hell no, I bet you all suck..." you say teasing them. Zabdiel raises his eyebrows at you, and you felt like your heart was just going to melt. And you were right. Erick starts slowly playing "Tu Luz" on guitar he brought here.

"Dime tú, cómo hago para captar tu atención

Sé muy bien, que en el pasado

Te han roto el corazón"

Zabdiel sings to you while tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear. He sang with so much passion, and that, together with the meaning of the lyrcis, made you get so emotional.

"Abrázame fuerte y no tengas miedo amor

Déjame explicarte..." Chris starts singing to you and his harmonies were already bringing the death to you.

"Quiero ser el que llena de felicidad

Cada espacio de soledad

Déjame ser tu luz"

they all sing together and you couldn't help it with all the emotions and their beautiful voices. "I- I- am sorry, I will be right back." you say with a low voice while crying your eyes out you run to the bathroom.

Everyone look at each other worriedly. "Zab go with her." Joel tells him. "Go see if she is okay." Richard adds. You sit down on the cold bathroom tiles leaning in the wall. You remember all the things people did to hurt you and the way Zabdiel sang to you "I know very well that in the past they have broken your heart." made you think avout all the times people came into your life to waste a couple of months and then leave you when they didn't get what they wanted. "Y/N.. please open the door." Zabdiel says while knocking on your bathroom door. You couldn't even hear him because you were overwhelmed with so many emotions at that moment and you felt like panick attack would get you soon. You try to calm down yourself but you just keep shaking and sobbing even more not realizing how loud you were getting. Once Zabdiel hears you his heart starts beating so fast "Y/N I don't care I am coming in." he tells you while opening the door. He sees you sitting down trying to calm your breathing down. Zabdiel doesn't say anything he just knees down to you and pulls you into his chest hugging you tightly. "Y/N, I am here, you are okay." Once he wrapps his arms around you body your heart starts slowly to get back in normal rhythm. He genlty grabs your face in his hand making you look at him. "Nena, it is okay, I am here, you are safe, no one is going to hurt you." he tells you looking deep into your eyes. You just nod slowly at him and hugs him tightly. You didn't know why you did that, but the only thing you knew at that moment was that you felt so safe in his arms.

After a few minutes of silence but comfortable one, you spoke up. "I am so sorry for causing such a scene in front of you and the boys." you say playing with your fingers. "I have never wanted to be rude just-" "Just you are scared to let us in your life for some reason?" Zabdiel cuts you off "You don't have to apologize for anything nena. I know how ew people can be, and how they can turn your mind against you." he tells you. "Just.. you have no idea how much I hate myself and everything about me.. I- I- don't even know why you guys want to hang out with a girl like me." you tell him while wipping your tears away." Zabdiel puts his hand on yours making sure you are okay with it. "There is absoultely nothing in you or on you that you should hate." Zab says simply. "If me and guys hadn't felt and seen that you were such a nice girl and such a great person we wouldn't even bother coming here." "I know you have every right to think I can be just some another lie, but this is me looking you right in the eyes now and promising you that we are here to protect you. I am here for anything you need. If you want to rant, go on I will listen, If you want advice I will try my best to give you great one. I am here for anything you need. Just give us a chance and we will prove to you that you can count on us." Zabdiel tells you not taking his eyes off of you. You smile at him and deep inside your heart feels that he is honest but your mind tells you to be careful. "Muchas gracias Zab, I will try my best but I hope you understand I will need time." you tell him not noticing your thumb was slighty stroking his hand. "Vale niña, we will be waiting for you. You will work with us every day, you need to get close to us sooner or later." he smiles and purposely bumps his shoulder with yours. "Now go shower, relajate and go to sleep. You need rest." You nod at him while he leaves the bathroom. Zabdiel tells his bandmates what happened and they all gave a promise that will do their best to make you feel good with them. "Can't sleep Zab?" Chris slowly whispers. "Nah." Zab replies. "You thinking about Y/N?" Chris asks. "All I know Chris is that I want to make her be able to smile without being afraid to." Zab tells Chris. "And I am sure, you will bro." Chris tells him being so confident about his words. In the morning, boys got up early to clean the mess they had made. You woke up hearing Chris' laughing about God knows what. "Ohhh, buenos dias sleeping beauty." Richard tells you. "What are guys doing?" you ask. "Nada we took a day off to help you clean." Joel answers you. "Omg, why would you that? I could do it, I was just joking last night." you tell them. "Shhh!" Erick tells you "Less talk, more work!" Erick says grabbing a brush and paint in his hands. "Are you guys like going to paint my apartment?" you ask worriedly. "Yup this place is really ugly and you need to start fresh here soo..." Erick tells you while throwing a brush at you. "Vamos a trabajo!" You just look at them in disbelief and shake your head.

"Let's start from the top." Zab says. "You know not everyone has your height." you tell him playfully rolling your eyes. Zab bends down and picks you up so you can sit on your shoulder. "What about now?" he asks. "Omg you are such an idiot." you smile. Zabdiel was happy because he was making you smile. He really liked having you close to him. "Zabdiel, bro, you have been painting the same sport for 2 minutes now, are you okay?" Chris asks while moving hand in front of his eyes. "Um- yea yea, I am fine, I was just thinking about something." Zab defends himself. You decided to distract him from his thoughts so you put a bit of blue paint on his nose. "Ohhh.... my bad, lo siento." you tell Zabdiel. "Excuse me? What was that for?" he asks while having a big smile on his face. "Nothing, it was an accident." you say trying to stop yourself from laughing. "Oh?" Zab says while putting a paint on your thigh. "This was also an accident." he casually tells you. "Zabdiel! Don't do that" you scream at the feeling of cold paint. "Do what?" he acts innocently. You use your brush and this time paint his hair. "Here, it is better, I didn't like blonde anyways." you say. "Oh my God, oh my God, you are so bad." he says while bringing you down and pushing you to the wall. Zabdiel starts moving his hair on your face. "Zabdiel! Detener!" you yell at him while laughing so much. "Oh, I love this new look of you." he says while smirking at you. "I swear you will stay bald." you try to seriously tell him. "Nah, my stylist won't let it happen to me." he says looking deep into your eyes. "Oh really? We will see." you tell him. Zabdiel's heart was beating fast and his breathing was getting heavier. He wished nothing more than to press his lips against your. He was trying to refrain especially because of the deep talk you two had last night. "I swear I dropped my ring in here-" Richard enters the room looking for the ring he lost. Chris notices you two being close to each other pressed against the wall. "We are sorry!" Chris tells you two while grabbing Richard's hand and dragging him out of the room. "Um, let's get cleaned." Zab says trying to ease the tension. "Vale." you tell him kinda thankful for Richard and Chris entering the room because you felt like if Zabdiel wasn't going to kiss you, you would do it instead. After you and boys finished painting they decided to go out with you to show you Miami a bit. "I swear Erick just kept eating the whole day, he hadn't painted anything." Joel complained. "OMG bro stop lying." Erick tells him. "This man is a liaaaar, this man is a liaa a a a r" Richard starts singing. "Madre mia, are you guys this childish every day?" you ask curiously. "What is it supposed to mean?" Chris asks while crossing arms like a kid. "Nada." you say giving up. "Nah, I swear we are normal." Zabdiel says. "Pff, yes especially you." you tell him while looking at the sunset on the beach. Other boys went to grab something to eat while Zabdiel told them he is not hungry and that he will stay with you. As you were enjoying the feeling of walking barefoot on the wet sand you see your ex friend. Well, more like ex friend with benefits. "Y/N?" Marco says. "Is that you?" he says coming close to you. "Um- yeah hi." you tell him smiling awkwardly. Marco was your friend in highschool. You guys would always have such a great time together. He was so sweet to you and whenever someone bothered you he would try to make you forget about it giving you the best pleasure ever. He was simply good in the bed. That lasted until everyone discovered you two were fucking. After they found out, people started teasing him how he couldn't find a better bitch to fuck and then he threw you away like a garbage. "Omg I haven't seen you for ages!" he says. "Who is this?" he asks pointing at Zabdiel. "He is a friend." you tell him. "With benefits? New one? Is he better than me?" Marco kept asking dumb questions which embarassed you so much. You didn't want Zabdiel to think you were just another girl wanting to fuck every second boy.

You were a teenager and at that time, that was the only way for you to escape the reality. "No Marco!" you yell. "That's in the past, I am not a kid anymore and I am not wasting my time on it. I am actually trying to find someone who is worth to love and not just to fuck. I am trying to have a normal life. Maybe you should do it too." you tell him while grabbing Zabdiel's hand and walking away from him. "Yeah good luck with that, hole is hole for every boy no matter how ugly you are." Marco shouts. Zabdiel was going to run after your ex friend but you stopped him. "I am so sorry about that." you tell Zab completely embarassed. "It is fine." he says. "But what's not fine is the way he was talking to you. It is so disgusting. I am literally disgusted with all males." Zabdiel tells you. "Dw about it, I am really used to it." you sigh. "No, damn it, you are the most chill and beautiful girl I have ever seen. And I don't even care what you say but I don't know what is better about you, how hot and beautiful you look or your incredible personality." he tells you speaking so quickly. Zabdiel couldn't handle this all and before you got a chance to answer him he asks "Is he your type?" You look at him confused but answering anyways. "No, honestly I don't know even who is my type. They all end up hurting and breaking me at the end." you say looking at the sea. "I don't want you to think I am girl like that, you know, just looking for someone to have sex with for one night-" "No, Y/N I know you are not." Zabdiel simply says. "I know you are much more than that." "Thank you Zab." you tell him smiling a little. "So let's say, a Puerto rican, 22 years old, fake blondie wanted to be your type, what would you say?" he asks you looking at your hands on your lap. This time, both your mind and heart were telling you that he was the one. The right one. "I love fake blondies." you tell him biting your lip trying not to smile so much. Zabdiel quickly moves his head up to look at you smiling so much. "So this fake blondie wants to ask you if you could give us a try?" he says. You nod at him putting a hand on his cheek slowly stroking it with your thumb. Zabdiel puts his forehead on yours and slowly moves his lips to yours, kissing you softly and passionately. "I will make you happy nena, I promise you." he tells you pulling away and bringing your hand next to his heart. "You have already done it, you have changed my life for such a little time." you tell him smiling for the first time without being afraid that you will end up being hurt. "LENGUA KISS! WE WANT LENGUA KISS!" boys shout while running to hug you both. The moment Zabdiel hears their voices, he knows whats is comping up, so he quickly grabs your hand and make you two run into the water of calm ocean.

He changed your life. He made you feel like a queen. His queen.

Sometimes you need to go through a lot of pain and experience awful things to be happy. "You will be happy" said life "but first I will make you strong."

Thank you for reading!:)

Please message me and tell me what do you think about my first work ever. Ly xx

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[buddietomytarlos]

9-1-1 S4 Ep14 Thoughts *Spoilers*

AHHHHH THE SEASON FINALE I’M NOT READY 😭😭 But lets gooooo thoughts under the cut

- BUCK LITERALLY DRAGGING EDDIE TO SAFETY FUCKKKK I CAN'T

- Though Buck’s eyes are really poppin rn

- “You okay, Buckley?” bro his best friend (hopefully future boyfriend) was just shot by a sniper right in front of him… does he LOOK okay?

- Buck really thought that she was coming for a story… if she did, she’d be an awful human being.

- BUCK IS SHAKING 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

- Why the fuck would anyone want to shoot at firefighters… like, the people who help save your life??? Most likely because someone died and they blamed the EMT’s even though they couldn’t do anything else smh

- Also the sniper hit Eddie’s shoulder, but if he was experienced why miss the kill shot?

- “Where’s dad?” BYE

- BUCK SOBBING BC EDDIE’S OUT OF SURGERY AND WILL BE OKAY, CHRISTOPHER SOOTHING HIM I need therapy

- So did no one see the sniper in those apartment buildings facing where the sniper was shooting? Also I bet someone’s watching Athena with the sniper rifle like “UHHHHHHHHHH” thinking she’s the sniper coming back or something

- Christopher 🥺😂

- Carla asking how it is being out there doing his job with the sniper still on the loose and the only thing his mind things of is “it’s weird without Eddie there”

- BUCK. “Buck’s gonna Buck.” I need that on a t-shirt

- I know it’s probably not but reflections like that are usually snipers…………..

- “It doesn’t seem I need to give you the conversation, you already know it by heart. And, still, you went full Buck."

- Relax it was just one of those “you stupid idiot almost getting yourself killed” kisses it means nothing (in this sense)

- “Maybe it would have been better if I had been the one that got shot.” first of all NO, second of all, no, and lastly, NO

- Maddie quitting 😭💔

- This fire feels like a trap

- “Glad we don’t need the bulletproof vests.” fuck…….. that definitely means someone else is gonna get hurt. CAP 💔💔 also how is that dude just breathing in the fumes??

- Athena FTW!!!!!!!!!!!!

- “Thanks for coming to get me.” “Always.” 🥺💞

- What happened to just being friends sigh

- Maddie having postpartum depression 😭😭

- NIA??? AWWWWW YES CONJOIN FAMILIES SO NIA CAN STILL BE A PART OF THEIR LIVES PLS PLS PLS

- EDDIE MAKING BUCK CHRISTOPHER’S LEGAL GUARDIAN IN CASE HE DIES BYE

- “But no one will ever fight for my son as hard as you.” 😭🥺💞

- “You act like you’re expendable, but you’re wrong."

- CAP VOICE OVER OF A QUOTE??? LITERALLY CRIMINAL MINDS?!?!?

- FIREFIGHTER HAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I figured it was coming at some point. New characters always seem to have to tie in to the police or firefighters in some way or another

#9-1-1 #Thoughts #Spoilers

[stellarstacey]

Christopher wants to surprised his dad for his birthday so he enlists buck's help only Eddie is like what did you do with Christopher all day when he's a little late dropping him off and buck lies but the next day Eddie sees Christopher took like piano or drum lessons and wanted to play for his dad he's sorry he ever doubted buck for a second because Christopher looks so happy to have been able to do this and it's all because buck helped him while Eddie wasn't looking he loves buck do much rn

"Whoa there, kid. Where's the fire?" Eddie laughed as Christopher pushed passed him into the apartment and bolted straight to his room.

"What's that about?" Eddie asked confused and Buck shrugged.

"No clue." Buck smiled innocently and Eddie raised an amused eyebrow.

"Have anything to do with the fact that you're an hour late?" Eddie asked and Buck blushed.

"No...I'm sorry about that." Buck shifted nervously but Eddie waved him off.

"I told you a million times I trust you with him, Buck. It's fine." Eddie reassured.

Buck smiled. "See you tomorrow." Buck waved and Eddie nodded closing the door.

--

The next day, Eddie came home after a long shift to find a note on the fridge and Christopher and Carla nowhere to be found.

~I may have kidnapped your kid. Come to my place.~ Buck

Eddie blinked and grabbed his keys in annoyance. He just wanted to crash. Once he got to Buck's, he froze as he turned into the living room. Christopher sat at a piano keyboard and as soon as he saw Eddie he started to play one of Eddie's favorite songs. Buck stood next to him and Eddie felt the tears start to well up. Once he was done, Eddie walked over to crush him in a hug.

"How? When? How?" Eddie asked in shock and Christopher giggled.

"Buck taught me!" Christopher cheered and Buck rubbed the back of his neck.

"Happy birthday, man." Buck smiled and Eddie felt the air swoop from his lungs.

"How are you even real?" Eddie muttered shaking his head as he pulled Buck into a hug too.

"He needed extra practice yesterday. He wanted to be perfect that's why we were late." Buck whispered and Eddie buried his face into Buck's neck.

"God I love you." Eddie murmured and Buck chuckled.

"About time you admit it." Buck snorted .

#buddie

[moviegroovies]

been a hot minute but i was going through my lost boys notebook from the summer and i found a list of davidmichael scenarios that i can’t stop fuckin thinking about So:

obviously the classic is any scenario where michael doesn’t/can’t kill david, and they live together with the lost boys (+star? and laddie???) as vampires. 

i’m a slut for all that good good vamp content, plus, it opens the floor for many variations on the theme, obviously, but tl;dr: Vampire Boyfriends. i like the scenarios where the two of them are in love but michael also really does find some sort of home w/ the boys, like, really befriends them and feels safe there, too. that’s why the endgame for the fic i’m probs never gonna finish writing is lost boys + emersons + frog brothers + max family time. maybe i’m just super soft for the found family trope and i LOVE the concept of vampirism to facilitate that!

somehow this never occurred to me until i read a super good fic for the concept last night, but basically the opposite of the above: rather than david helping michael get accustomed to life as a vampire, something happens (probs around when max dies) and david reverts to being human, meaning that michael has to help him get the hang of living a life he left behind 80 years ago. 

technically, i’m pretty sure this isn’t how vampire mechanics work in the lost boys ‘verse (david wasn’t half, so he wouldn’t have reverted when max was killed), but the concept is god tier so who tf cares.

or how about something that’s almost strictly canonverse?? basically like, following the end of the movie, the lost boys are dead, the emersons regroup, and michael’s (surprise!) actually fucked up over killing four guys who had been friends to him. he never quite shakes the nocturnal nature he picked up during his time undead, but eventually it develops into full-blown insomnia. he doesn’t ever make any other friends in santa carla, instead going back to school bc lucy wants him to and studying his ass off even though he hates it & eventually going to medical school bc the one think he never shakes from those days is an attraction to blood... and david. 

who fucking haunts him. 

because he’s a ghost. 

basically, michael grows up but david never does and over the years his presence goes from threatening to comforting, and when michael eventually dies (idk of what exactly but not old age--i can see him lasting as long as about 40) there’s a hint of relief to it as he and david finally make it to the other side.

also basically canonverse would be a continuation on the comic series, which ended w/ david alive, even after the big bads of the week got staked. let’s say david escapes the wreckage of the cave and, being at full power from the ancient blood he’s now been injected with (presumably) twice, he stalks michael until he starts to lose it, and then turns him with that blood, giving him no choice but to live as a vampire with him.... see #1.

in a more anecdotal way, anything where david listens to michael’s still-human heartbeat and finds that some last vestige of humanity in him is really torn, bc the second that heartbeat stops, he’ll own michael, but at the same time, he doesn’t want to put out that pretty light. actually on second thought i’m 98% certain i ripped this from twilight.

also i have this one p*rn scenario where michael gets frustrated with the hickies he’s leaving on david healing too quickly to efficiently claim him and just ripping david’s fucking throat out to leave his mark. 

(nonfatally, bc vampires, and also bc jfc.)

i said davidmichael hades/persephone au, didn’t i? that FUCKS.

not quiiiite davidmichael but basically the canonverse doctor!michael thing except he meets a man named nelson during his residency and is convinced that it’s david, somehow, but eventually comes to accept that it’s not, david is dead, but nelson’s here and they can help each other.

for the uninitiated: that was a flatliners reference lmao

if you can’t tell i’m into semi-nasty blood drinking shit so i guess i’m into like... scenarios where new vamp!michael is really struggling with coping with his new life, hasn’t slept in weeks and even though they don’t technically need to, he’s still looking rough, so david. like. gently drains him to the point of unconsciousness, knowing that it won’t kill michael and that he’ll be okay, but also that it’s the only way michael will rest. is it gross if i say michael becoming really dependent on that? perversely looking forward to being nearly killed?

is it even grosser if i say somnophilia scenario w/ the above where michael’s only like half conscious at best with bloodloss but he’s so turned on that david jerks him off/sucks his dick/otherwise sends him to rest with a very pleasant goodnight?

not sure where this came from but scenario where michael pushing david onto the horns only knocked him out, but when max dies, david is reverted to human and his heart stops from the bloodloss (i’m definitely bullshitting the biology here), counting as michael’s first kill, which condemns him to life as a vampire. (or something. basically, post movie, mike’s a vampire and david is not.) david is resuscitated, as a human. he’s human and michael’s a vampire and they torture each other with it.

in general my most favorite scenario is just michael growing closer to david and david legitimately confiding in him and michael learning that david’s just a boy trying to wrangle a gang of criminals from the turn of the century who were never meant to stick together for more than a year or two into this pseudo-family that he doesn’t know what to do with, and like... realizing that he wants to help him (’:

jfc i’m Certain(tm) that there’s shit i’m missing but that’s it for now. fuuuuuuuuck.

#the lost boys #michael emerson #david #davidmichael #text post #these are so nasty why am i exposing myself like this sdfdgfnhg gfdgfn