#devon the food nerd

[bb-eilish]

Heyy, how are you? I hope you are doing well and taking necessary breaks/rest I was wondering if I could I have some Rodrick Heffley (Devon Bostick) smut??

You don’t have too if it will make you uncomfortable!!

Have a good day or night <3 <3

aw thank you so much and omg yes

Pairing: Rodrick Heffley x fem!reader

Warnings: Dirty talk, dom!rodrick sub!reader, teasing, p in v sex, begging, pet names, praising.

You’ve had your eyes on Rodrick Heffley for a while now, everything about him attracts you. His hair, his passion for drumming, his eyeliner, and so much more.

You don’t know what you did to get such good news, Susan called you asking if you’d babysit Greg, Rowley, and Rodrick so they don’t have another party this weekend.

Of course, you accepted immediately, it paid well and you got to stay with Rodrick for 3 days.

Your friends went CRAZY when you told them about it, making lewd gestures as well.

You park your car in their driveway and mentally prepare yourself as you get out. The steps to their door intimidated you more and more, you ring the doorbell and put on your brightest smile as they open the door.

“Y/n, right on time” Mr.Heffley says, “of course, she would be, her mom speaks so well of her at the PTA meetings” Mrs. Heffley chuckles and invites you inside.

“Am I allowed to take the boys places? Like to the movies or to get some food?” You politely ask, ideas running through your head.

“Oh sure, there should be enough money on the counter for you guys to do something fun” She smiles at you, holding Manny.

“Sounds great, I hope you guys have fun!” You smile at them as they leave, they yell goodbye at their kids. Only Greg and Rowley return the goodbye from the living room.

The door closes and you head to the couch, “so what do you guys wanna do?” You ask as you pull out your phone, “I have my license so give me some ideas”.

The boys look like they just won the lottery, “Can we go to the country club Rowley’s family goes to?” Greg asks, eagerly awaiting your answer.

You mull it over your head and accept, it sounds pretty sick.

“Go tell Rodrick to get ready while you’re up there” you say while the boys bolt up the stairs.

“Get ready for what?” A voice asks from behind you, you turn to Rodrick leaning against the doorway in the kitchen.

Trying not to eye him you say, “The boys wanna go to the pool so i’m driving everyone”

His eyes light up and a shit eating grin settles on his face, he makes his way up the stairs to get ready you assume.

After about 10 minutes of waiting the 3 boys all pile downstairs, the younger ones adorning pool toys. You giggle at the sunscreen on their noses, the noise dying in your throat as you see Rodrick behind them. He looks really good in sunglasses.

“Alright everyone, get in my car. It’s unlocked” They do as you say as you get up to get the money Susan left on the counter.

You faintly hear, “I call shotgun, nerds” trying not to laugh too loudly you meet them in the driveway.

Your fingers rake your hair away from your face as you you make eye contact with Rodrick. He shoots you a wink and climbs in. You’re left a little stunned, a moment passes before you get in the car as well.

The boys in the back are already wearing their seatbelts. You get Rowley to tell you the address so you can put it into your car's GPS.

You pull out of the driveway and follow the directions to the country club, wondering what bikini you should wear. You immediately go with black, it looks good on you and you know it’s someone’s favorite color.

You tap your fingers on the steering wheel as a Nirvana song starts playing on the radio.

You’re at a red light when you hear Rowley whispering to Greg, “I think your brother likes her” You pretend you don’t hear them as the light turns green.

You’re almost there when a car almost swerves entirely into your lane. You honk your horn and let out a “fucking bitch” under your breath.

“You suck at driving” Rodrick snickers in the passenger side, you playfully gasp and hit him in the arm.

“I do not, that asshole swerved into MY lane” you laugh.

You enter the parking lot and let out the 2 boys in the back, you know they’re gonna hate waiting for you to find a parking space. This place is packed.

So it’s just you and Rodrick, you’re scanning another section of the lot before asking him to grab your suitcase that’s on the ground behind your seat.

He stretches over to it and brushes against your shoulder, you grip the steering wheel and finally find a place.

He puts your suitcase on the backseat and you thank him, putting the car in park. You unclip your seatbelt and turn your body so you’re facing the backseat on your knees. Reaching over to open the suitcase and grab the bikini.

When you’re sitting probably again you turn off the car and open the door. Making sure you have everything you push the door shut, after Rodrick shuts the door as well you lock the car and you guys are walking towards the entrance. His hand grazing yours a few times.

“Fuck, where’s the bathroom? I gotta change” You both look around the lobby until your eyes land on some signs on the wall.

“Do you want me to put any of your stuff in a locker? I’m gonna need one anyway” You ask halfway through the door for the women’s bathroom.

“Yea, here” He mutters as he takes off his unbuttoned shirt. You flirtatiously eye him up and down, grabbing the shirt from his hands. You sway your hips a little as you walk into the bathroom/locker room.

Going into a stall you shut the door and undress, you put the bikini top on last and can’t seem to tie it right. You groan and put an arm over your boobs so the cloth laying on it doesn’t move.

You open the door and find a locker, shoving all of the stuff you don’t need into it.

You’re embarrassed as you leave the bathroom with your top untied. You scan the lobby for Rodrick, nothing.

You finally find him near the pool, eating some fries that are next to him.

“Are those yours?” You question, you weren’t gone for very long how did he already order food?.

“Nope” he says shortly, that makes sense.

“Can you tie my bikini top? I can’t do it” The second you say bikini he slides his sunglasses down his nose and stares at you. You place the bottle of sunscreen in your hand on the table next to the mysterious fries.

You raise your eyebrows silently questioning him, “oh, yea, of course” You turn and can feel his presence behind you, fingertips softly meeting your back as he finds the strings. He ties it and taps your waist signaling that he’s done. “When did you get that belly button piercing?” He mutters in your direction, “why? do you like it?” You tease, smirking at him.

Finding the chair next to his, you grab the sunscreen and spray it on your arms, legs, and torso. “Roddy, can you get my back for me?” You pout at him, he bites his lip and takes the can from you.

You stand up and turn around for him once more, you jump a little when the cold spray hits your back. Your ass grazes his crotch midjump and he stills, taking a deep breath he sprays the rest of your back.

“All done” he says, you swear his voice lowered an octave. “Well I’m gonna go swimming, wanna join the boys and me?” You ask already walking to the edge of the pool, he springs up and takes off his sunglasses.

“What are you guys playing?” You question the 2 who stop splashing for a second.

“well, we were playing marco polo until he cheated” Rowley said, annoyed, “I didn’t cheat YOU cheated” Greg defends, and they go right back to splashing each other.

“Alright then…” you trail off heading for the pool stairs.

The water is extremely cold when you start walking down the stairs.

“Oh my god could they make this any colder?” An annoyed voice says right next to you, Rodrick looks like he’s in pain as he walks down the stairs as well.

“Hahaha, are you okay?” You laugh at him as he shivers, he looks back at you and freezes. Eyes settling on your chest, you take a peek down and realize your nipples are hard.

You cover your chest with your arms, “perv” you splash him and he squeals. You’re dying of laughter until he splashes you back and you gasp, “oh it’s on” you laugh.

Splashing him more, you guys take turns splashing each other for a good 10 minutes.

“Alright alright, I surrender” He puts his arms up, you stop splashing and giggle at him.

You look down at your stomach, the piercing showing through the water. You admire it, it looks so cute.

Rodrick seems to agree as he follows your gaze and licks his lips, he’s really into it. All he wants to do is get you alone and have a front-row seat of it.

You doggy paddle into the deeper end and he follows, “can you give me a piggy back ride? I’m tired now” you ask, getting closer to him.

You giggle more as you look at the stunned expression on his face. Before he can answer you’re already thanking him and pressing yourself to his back. He can feel your nipples through your bikini top and clenches his fists, jaw slack.

“You alright, Roddy? Am I too heavy?” He shakes his head, “N-no you’re fine, I’m just cold is all”

You smirk and whisper, “Well let’s heat you up then, shall we?” The smirk never leaving your face as you wrap your legs around him as well.

“All better?” You whisper mischievously.

All of a sudden he swings you around him, so you're face to face.

He looks pissed as he growls out, “If you keep teasing me I’ll have no choice other than fucking that bratty attitude out of you” You gasp and bite your lip, he leans closer and takes your jaw between his fingers. Pulling your lip from the confines of your front teeth.

“Can I kiss you?” He asks staring at your lips, you nod eagerly and he leans in more. Your first kiss with him was thigh clenchingly hot. His teeth nipped at you and it made you throb.

You break away to ask, “Can we go home, Roddy? I need you so bad” The pout on your face making his swimming trunks tighter.

“Fuck, yes” He kisses you briefly and lets you get off of him. You swim to the stairs and go up them, fast walking to your stuff on the pool chairs. Once you have it you step into the lobby and into the bathroom to change and grab your stuff.

You’re fully dressed and you grab your car keys, running the vehicle to unlock it.

You pull the car to the front so everyone can get in, taking a breath you ask, “did everyone have fun?” Glancing at the front mirror to look at the boys.

“Yea” they both said in unison, “try to contain your enthusiasm” you tease. You pull out of the parking lot when you hear “I had a lot of fun” from Rodrick. It makes you blush and chew your lip.

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“Alright we’re here” You announce, the boys slowly making their way out and to the front door. They look exhausted, as you all enter the house they go straight to Gregs room. “Let me know if you guys need anything” you call up to them, they grunt in understanding.

You feel a hand on your ass and gasp, Rodrick pushes you into the nearest wall and presses himself into your ass.

“Fuck, I’d bet you take my cock so well, y/n” He whispers into your ear hotly. You shudder when you feel his breath fan over your neck, trying your best not to moan. His hands slide up your sides and up to your clothed breasts. He squeezes and you can’t help but whimper. He chuckles darkly and pulls away, grabbing your hand to pull you to his room in the attic.

You don’t have much time to look around before he pushes you on his bed and takes off his shirt. You do the same and rub your thighs together as he eyes you.

“Can you take your bra off for me, baby?” He coos, you nod obediently and do as he says.

The second the fabric is off of you he connects your lips, kissing him made wetness pool in your underwear and you moaned. He pulled away slightly to kiss down your neck, then down the valley between your breasts and then down to your navel.

He looks up at you while he kisses around the piercing, you clench at the feeling and tip your head back.

“Can I take these off?” He plays with the hem of your pants as you agree, he yanks them down and off of you.

“You’re so pretty, y/n” He leans back down to kiss you, you don’t expect him to grind into you and it takes you by surprise. Moaning into his mouth you buck your hips, he smiles into the kiss.

“You’re so eager for my cock aren’t you?” He whispers against your lips, you whimper into him and buck your hips once more.

“Fuck I bet you’re so wet for me”

“Check”

He groans and drifts one of his hands down to your underwear, the action sprouts goosebumps in his wake. The first touch to your soaked slit has you letting out a shuddered breath, "Fuck, I knew you were wet for me but I didn't know you were soaking. You want it so bad don't you?" He growls as he strips you of your underwear, he stands at the end of the bed and positions you so your clenching hole is perfectly placed right under his clothed cock.

As he slips off his pants and boxers he looks you in the eyes and says, "Beg" you whine instead and wiggle your hips upward trying to feel him.

A moan rips from your throat as he slaps your cunt, the pain making the pleasure heightened. You can feel yourself throb and gush, "p-please, Roddy. I'm so ready for you, fuck, I need it so bad ple-

The beg dies in your throat as he teases his head up and down your slit, covering himself with your wetness.

You whine again trying to urge him, he obliges and pushes himself into you. Both of you trying your hardest not to moan too loud, "please move" you beg breathily.

He starts a steady pace and grips your hips muttering, "such a good girl for me, so wet and warm just for me" The filth coming from his mouth causes you to reach for him, any part you can grip you dig your nails into.

All of a sudden he grabs both your legs and puts them on his shoulders, the new position allowing him to reach deeper inside of you.

"You're so big, Roddy. I'm not gonna last long" He smirks at you, "yea? pretty girl gonna cum all over my cock? huh?" you nod frantically as your eyes roll into your head.

He leans down to kiss up and down your neck and collarbones again, licking and sucking as well. His hand shoots to your engorged clit and his thumb rubs circles into it.

His lips on your neck paired with the feeling of his cock splitting you open as well as his thumb abusing your clit renders you speechless.

"Gonna cum for me, baby?" a moan slips passed your swollen lips and you nod once more. "Me too, where do you want my cum, princess?" You try your hardest to put together a sentence, only able to let out a, "t-tits". He groans at the image of his cum covering your tits, bringing him closer and closer.

The pressure in your tummy releases and your mouth opens in a silent scream, clamping your eyes shut you arch in pleasure.

Rodrick's hip stutter as he keeps rubbing your clit, pulling out as he fists himself over your sweaty, twitching body. The sight of you has him cumming fast, he throws his head back and you whine at the feeling of his hot cum landing on your already hot and flushed skin.

You both catch your breath as he pulls out, "we still got 2 more days of this" he smirks slyly. You hit him playfully in the arm and drag him into a quick kiss.

#rodrick heffley #rodrick heffley x reader #rodrick heffley smut

[i-write-boop-spoops]

Dating Steven Stone in college! headcanons

zoinks! crawling out of the hell hole that is college to post some cute stuff about college (well mostly about stevie but anyways)

no warnings, just cute slice of life stuff :)

Enjoy!

Ah yes

Steven Stone

The somewhat eccentric, very handsome geology major, profficent battler and Devon heir

And you

His cute, frazzled, always fretting over assignments, s. o.

You two have a very sweet relationship

It’s actually Steven’s first – and he is so earnest and soft about it

Meeting up for coffee after class

Missing your next one since you’re enjoying each other’s company so much

Spending late nights working on assignments

Or singing your hearts out at karaoke night at the student’s bar

Sitting quietly next to each other in the library, studying away

Holding hands under the table <3

He doesn’t live in the dorms

Instead he stays just off campus, in a quaint apartment he shares with Wallace

(At least his room is, Wallace is a whole other story haha)

But Steven, as you learn, is far less austencacious and showy than his elite peers

He dresses better than 99% of the professors

You know it’s getting cold when he cracks out the sweater vests

(Which he wears all of three days since Hoenn is so tepid lol)

Often, you find yourselves just blabbering on about cool things you learn/do in your classes, while the other listens patiently, absolutely in love

Literally you’ve given each other powerpoint presentations on yout favourite topics

His notes are immacula

Even if you share 0 classes, you love reading over his notes since they are so aesthetically pleasing

He uses gel pens!!! The sparkly ones!!!

The typical student, my man lives off pot noodles and take-out

I mean, he can afford the fancy, actually good-for-you take-out, but my point still stands

He’ll never let you go hungry, that’s for sure

Not only is he a member of the sailing club

He's the captain

Don’t worry if you haven’t before – he’s a great teacher

Or battling, which is quite a common activity on campus

You think his Metang is pretty close to evolving!

Steven is always buying things for you

Textbooks, lunch, clothes, cute stationary, whatever

You, are broke

But you still do your best to give thanks to him

Like making him food, helping him study, getting him snacks

You got him a littleplush Drillbur keyring for his bag and he loves it!

He likes to give it lil squeezes

Is there a break coming up? Classes cancelled on Monday?

Steven’s offering to take you somewhere amazing!

Whether it’s his father’s mansion

Or somewhere more exotic!

Skiing in Kalos

Relaxing under the Alolan sun

Taking tea in Wyndon

Though you do end up studying a tiny bit on these trips

Things are rough if Mr. Rock Nerd himself is calling you a nerd!

Your favourite place is this cute cottage you stayed at in Mossdeep

It’s his favourite place too

(It’d make a nice home someday)

((Plenty of space for R O C K S))

You end up graduating together

Ready to see what the future holds!

You know you’re in Joseph’s good books, since the proudly-displayed, framed photo he has of Steven on his graduation day, has you in it too!

He’s talking about taking a gap year before he continues his education

Maybe taking on the Hoenn League?

You support him fully, knowing he'll do great

Great enough to be champion though? That's something you didn't expect

#steven stone #steven stone x reader #champion steven #champion steven x reader #steven stone headcanons #champion steven headcanons #silver haired dreamboat #fluff

[theoxxkhn]

Theodore Khan picked up their key from the front desk two days ago. The thirty two year old uses he/him pronouns and is a Architectfrom New York City, NY. According to their apartment application, people have told them they look a lot like Raymond Ablack, and the character they identify with most is Derek Shepard from Greys Anatomy. Santa Moneda gives you a warm welcome, and we hope you enjoy your stay.

Stats

Full Name: Theodore Joseph Khan

Nickname(s): Theo, Teddy

Age/Date Of Birth: Thirty Two/8th October

Gender/Pronouns: CisMale, He/him

Height: 6''

Sexuality: Bisexual

Occupation: Architect

Parents: Winston & Naya Khan

Siblings: Godfrey, Sahil & Devon Khan

Personality:

Zodiac Sign: Libra

Positive Traits: Intelligent, Kind, Affectionate

Negative Traits: Impulsive, Emotional, Cocky

Hobbies: Reading, Drawing, Dining Out.

Likes: Expensive Whiskey, 80s Music, RomComs.

Dislikes: Dishonesty, Spicy Food, Messy People.

Biography:

Theo was the second eldest child of four in the Khan family and grew up in the suburbs of Greenport, NY.

From a young age it was clear Theodore was smart. He did extremely well in school, and still managed to balance a social life with his studies. He loved all sorts of subjects, but had a secret passion for design.

He decided he wanted to become an Architect but was worried his parents wouldn't approve, fearing they would think it wasn't a safe enough option.

Theo was surprise to find they were more than supportive though and even helped him to decide on a college to attend and although he was more than confident in his ability, Theo was extremely nervous about the whole thing.

A month or so before he was supposed to start at Columbia, The nerves got the better of him and he got together all the money he had saved up over the years and took the first flight out of New York, ending up in Valparaíso, as always thinking it was better to run away from his problems.

Whilst there he spent his time drinking at all the bars, and partying with the locals on the beach, that's where he met Taylor and Theo fell hard.

The two spent day and night together, the ultimate summer romance, and he'd never admit it, but Theo was definitely in love.

College was fast approaching and knowing his parents were probably worried sick, Theo knew he had to go back to America, but when he went to say goodbye to Taylor, there was no sign of them.

Heartbroken, Theodore headed home, started college a couple of days later and graduated the top of his class, landing himself a job at a firm in the city.

Years later Theo met his soon to be fiancé and thought this was it, they'd get married, have a few kids, and live happily ever after, but it wasn't to be.

One day Theo came home early from work and found his fiancé in bed with another man and after a long, loud and heated argument, he packed his things into a suitcase and left for the airport. Once again ending up in Chile, a place he always held dear to his heart.

He has only been here a few days now but a part of Theo can see himself never going back to America and staying in Valparaíso forever.

Other Stuff:

His dream is to design and build a bar in Valparaiso, He would love to have a part of himself he can always come back to here and thinks he could design just as beautiful as the city around it.

He moved into a two bedroom apartment in Santa Moneda because he hates being alone. He's very tidy and very easy to live with, but doesn't mind mess.

If he didn't become an Architect he would have loved to design comics, he's a huge super hero nerd and loves all things comic book.

His biggest regret is not staying in contact with his summer fling. Wishing he had taken their number at least, but he was far too lost in the moment to care about that stuff.

He calls his parents everyday, and if he doesn't his mother will blow up his phone until he replies to make sure he is okay. He hasn't spoken to his fiance since leaving the apartment.

Prefers to be called Theo over anything else, doesn't mind Theodore but isn't big on strangers calling him Teddy.

He's openly bisexual, he never came out to his parents but he's never felt like he needed to. He was always more worried they'd take issue with his career choice than they ever would his sexuality.

Deep down he still loves his fiance, but doesn't know if he can ever forgive them for what they did.

Wanted Connections

Summer Romance: The person Theo fell in love with when he was younger and never stopped thinking about. I'll probably send in a WC but I wouldn't mind it being an already taken muse.

Close Friend: Theodore is an extremely friendly and trusting person, likely pouring his heart out to complete strangers and maybe finding somebody to call his friend, since he's in desperate need of some.

Room Mate: Theo has always hated the idea of living alone. He likes to be as social as possible and would likely move into an apartment with somebody.

#smhqintro

[therainroguedoodles]

Yaz Drops (Mugen ♾️ Drops)

Family Info * Age: 16 * Date of Birth: May 23rd * Sign: Gemini * Parents: Devon (mother), Bubbs (father) * Siblings: Balthazar (younger brother) * Partner: – * Children: – * Occupation: High school student (second year) * Likes: Anime, manga, superheroes * Dislikes: Being called a nerd, seeing his favorite characters die * Biography: Despite always having his nose in a book, he's quite popular in high school! He's one of the few people that Lucien trusts fully. His favorite food is chicken parmesan and his favorite genres are slice of life and comedy. Though he isn't close to his younger brother, Balthazar, he would risk his life to protect him and loves him dearly, though he finds it embarrassing to say.

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#art #cute #digital art #doodle #drawing #mugen #mugen drops #therainrogue

[thornyrose463]

A Tale Of Three Dojos (Cobra Kai story): Chapter 5

Carmen and Miguel were in their apartment.

Miguel was stretching.

“Miggy, you've been at it since 6 a.m. That's a lot of stretching.” Carmen said.

“The tournament's in a month. Sensei's going to be kicking our asses all week.” Miguel said.

“And you like that?” Carmen asked.

“Yeah, I do.” Miguel said.

Johnny and Sarah stood outside of Carmen and Miguel’s apartment.

Johnny knocked on the door.

Carmen opened the door.  

“Hey, Johnny. Hey, Sarah.” Carmen greeted.

“Hey.” Johnny greeted.

“Hey.” Sarah greeted.

Sarah was wearing a red long-sleeved shirt, black leggings, and red high-top Adidas sneakers with black laces. Her naturally straight blonde hair was tied up in a high ponytail. She had on a light amount of black eyeliner, a light amount of black mascara, and soft brown eyeshadow. Her lip balm was a pretty peach colour.

Johnny and Sarah walked through the door.

Carmen looked at Johnny. “Your student is ready for some intense training.”

“Oh, is he? All right, we'll see about that.” Johnny said.

“All right, let me...” Miguel paused. “Oh, I forgot my water bottle in your car.”

“Uh…The keys are on my nightstand.” Carmen said.

“Okay.” Miguel walked away.

Johnny sighed. “I think we should tell him tonight.”

“Yeah. Okay.” Carmen said.

“You sure you're not going to back out this time?” Johnny asked.

“I wanted to make sure we did it right.” Carmen said.

“We'll take him to dinner. What's his favourite restaurant?” Johnny asked.

“Uh…He likes Applebee's.” Carmen said.

“Uh…That’s not going to work. I had a little incident there once.” Johnny said.

“What happened?” Carmen asked.

“You know how they make that loaded potato soup?” Johnny asked.

“Yeah.” Carmen said.

“It’s like...” Johnny trailed off.

Miguel walked out of Carmen’s room. “Sensei…”  

Johnny, Sarah, and Carmen turned to Miguel. He was holding Johnny’s black headband.

Miguel looked back and forth from Johnny to Carmen. “I think this is yours.”

Johnny sighed.

Sarah looked at Miguel and said, “You might want to sit down for this.”

Johnny, Sarah, Carmen, and Miguel walked into the living room. Sarah and Miguel sat on the couch. Johnny and Carmen sat across from them.

“Here's the thing…” Johnny trailed off.

“We wanted...” Carmen trailed off.

“You go.” Johnny told Carmen.

“No, you.” Carmen told Johnny.

Miguel spoke. “Someone should go.”  

“So, your mom and I are hooking up.” Johnny said.

“Not just hooking up.” Carmen said.

“Uh…You see, when two people...When two people are...Attracted to each other...” Johnny trailed off.

“Oh, my God! Just say you’re dating,” Sarah groaned in embarrassment, burying her head in her hands.

“We’re dating.” Johnny said.

“We didn't mean for either of you to find out the way you did.” Carmen said.  

Miguel looked at Sarah and asked, “How did you find out?”

“She walked out of my dad’s room one morning.” Sarah said.

Miguel frowned.

“Miggy, are you okay?” Carmen asked.

“Yeah, I'm fine. Uh…I think. Surprised, but also not super surprised. I would have chosen someone with better food in their refrigerator, but other than that, Sensei's a good guy. As long as you're happy, I'm happy.” Miguel said.

“We are.” Carmen said.

“We’re very happy.” Johnny said.

“Cool. Uh…Can I get my water bottle now?” Miguel asked.

“Yes.” Carmen said.

“Okay.” Miguel walked away.

Carmen chuckled. “Piece of cake.”

“Told you he'd be cool.” Johnny said.

“Oh, did you?” Carmen asked.  

“Yeah.” Johnny said.

“Mm-hm.” Carmen kissed Johnny.

“Oh, I just hope it sticks.” Carmen said.

“What does that mean?” Johnny asked.

Carmen sighed. “It might take some time for Miguel to get used to the situation. Let's just make sure we give him the room he needs to adjust.”

“Yeah.” Johnny said.

Devon arrived at the Eagle Fang dojo. Her fellow students and Johnny were already there.

“Listen up, nerds. Today's going to be a world of pain. Now, everyone fall in.” Johnny told Devon’s fellow students.

Devon’s fellow students formed a line.

“We have a new member joining us today. This is Devon Lee, our new potential female champion.” Johnny said.

Devon spoke. “Hi. My pronouns are she/her.”

"The only pronouns we accept in this dojo are sensei and student." Johnny said.

“Those are nouns.” Devon said.

Johnny took a step towards Devon. “Oh, I'm sorry. I think what I meant to say is…”

“Quiet!” Johnny yelled.

Devon flinched. “That's an imperative.”

“Get in line.” Johnny told Devon.

Devon stood next to Sarah.

Johnny paced back and forth. “Today's lesson is about cheating. At Eagle Fang Karate, we don't believe in fighting dirty. Cobra Kai doesn't follow the same rules, so we have to be ready for any dirty trick they throw at us.”

"Like when Chong Li threw dirt into Van Damme’s eyes in Bloodsport." Devon said.

"Exactly. Looks like someone did their prep work." Johnny said.

"And I saw the sequels too. Not to mention Delta Force, Billy Jack, The Octagon, and Lady Dragon. Cynthia Rothrock is a beast." Devon said.

"Hell yeah, she is." Johnny agreed.

"I saw Last Dragon." Mitch said.

"Shut the hell up, Penis Breath!" Johnny yelled.

"Everyone, get ready. I'm going to put you through the wringer.” Johnny said.

Johnny gestured to Sarah and Miguel. “Except for you two. Up here with me."

“Huh?” Sarah asked.

"What?" Miguel asked.

"The tournament's around the corner. Can't afford you getting hurt." Johnny said.

Sarah and Miguel stood next to Johnny.

"This is going to get a little dangerous. You be co-senseis today. Sound good?” Johnny asked.

Sarah and Miguel sighed. Johnny gave each of them a pat on the back.  

"Okay, everybody, get ready. Let's begin!" Johnny yelled.

Johnny tied one of Devon’s arms behind her back.

Johnny tied one of Bert’s arms behind his back.

Devon and Bert were in a fighting stance, circling each other. Johnny was watching them.

Johnny spoke. “Cobra Kai pops out your shoulder, be ready to fight with one arm.”

Devon spoke. “Like in Best of the Best.”

Devon tried to kick Bert, but she missed.

“That's too far back, and you're overextending your kick. Try it ag…” Johnny trailed off.

Devon managed to kick Bert.

Bert groaned.

“Not bad.” Johnny said.

“I pride myself on never making the same mistake twice.” Devon said.

“Sarah and I can do this, Sensei.” Miguel said.

“Yeah.” Sarah said.

“I know, but you’re way above this beginner stuff. Don't worry. You can help with the next lesson, all right?” Johnny asked Sarah and Miguel.

Johnny gave Sarah a pat on the shoulder, then he ruffled Miguel’s hair. Miguel frowned.

Johnny untied Devon’s arm.

Johnny untied Bert’s arm.

Mitch and another boy were sparring. Johnny took a handful of dirt from the box that was in Miguel’s hands and threw it at them.

“Shit! I can't see!” Mitch yelled.

“Use your other senses.” Johnny told Mitch.

Mitch ran headfirst into a shelf. He fell.

"It's all right, Penis Breath. You'll get him next time." Johnny said.

Sarah and Miguel helped Mitch up.

The boys, minus Miguel, formed a line.

Johnny walked back and forth. "No trick is too dirty, and no blow is too low for them. We have to be ready for it."

Devon made her way to a boy and kicked him in the groin. He groaned.

Devon made her way to another boy and kicked him in the groin. He groaned.

Devon made her way to Bert and kicked him in the groin. He groaned.

Devon made her way to Mitch and kicked him in the groin.

Devon looked at Johnny and said, "I got him good on that one."

"My McNuggets,” Mitch groaned.

“If you feel like you're going to vomit, swallow it.” Johnny told Mitch.

“They’re wearing cups, right?” Johnny asked Miguel.

Miguel shook his head.

After class, Johnny handed ice packs to the boys Devon had kicked. "Good job today. Everyone, ice up. We're back at it tomorrow.”

Johnny looked at Miguel. “Your mom wants us to have a family dinner tonight, so don't be home too late.”

Bert and Mitch looked angry as they walked towards Sarah and Miguel.

Mitch pressed his ice pack to Miguel’s chest. “Must be nice being the teacher’s favourites.”

Bert put his ice pack in Sarah’s hand. “Yeah. Is he going to tuck you guys in?”

Sarah was sitting at the kitchen table in Carmen and Miguel’s apartment. Carmen and Johnny were sitting across from her.

“Why is he so late?” Carmen asked.

Johnny grabbed Carmen’s hand. “I’m sure it’s fine.”

“I’m going to kill him when he gets here,” Carmen mumbled angrily.

“Maybe my dad and I should go.” Sarah said.  

Sarah was wearing an unbuttoned dark blue denim jacket, a white t-shirt with horizontal black stripes, dark blue denim jeans, and black low-top Converse sneakers with white laces. Her naturally straight blonde hair was down. She had on a light amount of black eyeliner, a light amount of black mascara, and soft brown eyeshadow. Her lip balm was a pretty peach colour.

“What? No. I need him to have my back.” Carmen said.

“When my mom's boyfriends tried to discipline me, I didn't want to hear it. I don't want him to think I'm an asshоlе.” Johnny said.

“Johnny, things are different now.” Carmen said.  

Miguel walked into the apartment. “Hey.”

"Where have you been? You have to tell me when you're going to be late." Carmen told Miguel.

"Sorry. I lost track of time." Miguel said.

Johnny spoke. "He lost track of time."

Carmen gave Johnny a stern look.    

“Which is very irresponsible, and you can't worry your mom like that." Johnny told Miguel.

"I was just hanging out with Sam." Miguel said.

"See? He was hanging out with his girlfriend. I get it." Johnny said.

Carmen looked at Miguel. “We just want you to be safe.”  

Carmen turned to Johnny. “Right?”

“Right. We want you to be safe. Always wear protection.” Johnny told Miguel.

“What?” Miguel asked.

“What? No.” Carmen said.

“No?” Johnny nervously looked back and forth from Miguel and Carmen. "No, don’t wear protection." 

“Johnny...” Carmen trailed off.

Johnny looked at Miguel. “Uh…You let the girl decide that.”

Miguel stood up.

“Just stop it!” Miguel yelled. “At first, I thought it was a little weird that you two were together, but I figured I would just get over it because I wanted you to be happy, but...You said nothing was going to change. Now, everything has changed. It's weird at class. It’s weird here. I'm over it.”

Miguel walked away.

Carmen turned to Johnny. She looked upset. “Protection?”

The next day, Lia was in the library at West Valley Middle School.

Lia dropped a book. “Oops.”

Anthony picked up the book and handed it to Lia. “Beowulf. Um…Spoiler alert: It's not even about a werewolf.”

Lia chuckled. “Well, now I don't want it.”

“Yeah. You should try Animal Farm. Now, that's a book that lives up to its name. Straight up, it's just, like, animals on a farm.” Anthony said.

“Know what that reminds me of? That guy who lived next to the elementary school.” Lia said.

“Uh, Mr. Landry. With the…Uh, the chicken coops.” Anthony said.

Lia chuckled. “I…That was so long ago.”

“Yeah. It's kind of weird that we haven't really hung out since then. It'd be fun to do something.” Anthony said.

“It'd be nice to be friends like that again.” Lia said.

“Um…Uh, yeah.” Anthony said. “Yeah…Uh, friends.”

Lia smiled. “Well, let me know, and we'll catch up later.”

Lia left.

Kenny was reading a book.

Lia walked up to Kenny and put her hand on his shoulder. “Hey, strawberry ghost. Feel pretty real today.”

Kenny smiled. “Yep.”

Anthony sat next to Zack and Marcus.

Zack spoke. “Dude, you flinched.”

“You always win this game. We need a new game.” Marcus complained.

“Looks like everyone's doing something new.” Zack teased.

Anthony looked angry.

After gym glass, Anthony, Zack, and Marcus walked into the boys’ locker room.

“So, how many points do you think the new kid had on LaRusso today? Twenty? Thirty? Probably ten steals, and that's not even counting stealing his girl.” Zack joked.

Marcus laughed.

Anthony glared at Zack. “Okay, screw you, dude. Seriously.”

Zack laughed. “Easy, man. Just busting balls.”

“What balls?” Marcus asked.

Zack and Marcus laughed as they walked out of the locker room.

Kenny was in the shower. His clothes were on a bench. Anthony grabbed them and ran out of the locker room.

“Hey!” Kenny yelled.

Kenny ran out of the locker room.

Anthony was standing next to Zack and Marcus.

“Oh, my God! Look!” Zack yelled.

Anthony, Zack, Marcus, and some other students laughed.

Kenny looked embarrassed.

Kenny ran into the locker room and closed the door.

When Anthony got home from school, Daniel found Kenny’s hoodie in his room.  

Daniel walked into the living room.

Anthony was sitting on the couch and looking at his tablet.

Daniel spoke. “Hey, Anthony.”

Anthony spoke. “Hey.”  

Daniel held up Kenny’s hoodie. “I found something in your room you need to explain.”

Anthony put his tablet away.

“Oh…Um…” Anthony trailed off.

“If this is you trying to seem cool at school or rebel against me or something…” Daniel trailed off.

“No, no, no. It's not mine. I'm holding it for a friend.” Anthony said.

Daniel didn’t look like he believed Anthony.

Anthony sighed. “Okay…Um, there's this kid in school who's in Cobra Kai. He has been giving me a hard time recently.”

“Wait. Giving you a hard time? Are you okay? What did they do?” Daniel asked worriedly.

“Oh…Uh, you know, just messing around. Name calling. It's no big deal,” Anthony said nervously.

Daniel sat next to Anthony.

Daniel sighed. “Anthony, I'm so sorry you have to deal with this. Listen, I know what it feels like. I promise I'm not going to let Cobra Kai hurt you.”

“It's...It's not that bad. Honestly, I...” Anthony trailed off.

“No. I thought there might end up being a problem like this. I should have...” Daniel paused. “You're not a little kid anymore. It's time. Go on up. Get changed.”

“For what?” Anthony asked.

“Just go upstairs. Get changed.” Daniel told Anthony.

In the backyard, the Miyagi-Do students were practicing for the skills competition.

Sam handed a pair of sai to Demetri.

Demetri looked scared. “You realize by giving me these, you’ve dramatically increased my odds of being stabbed to death.”

“Believe me, I'd rather be training to fight Tory. We have to work on these skills if we want to win.” Sam told Demetri.

Chris grunted as he broke a wooden board.

Daniel and Anthony walked into the backyard.

Anthony had his cell phone in his hand.    

Anthony chuckled. “Okay, this is pretty cool.”

“I thought you'd like it.” Daniel said.

“You never said I'd get to use weapons.” Anthony said.  

“You don't. Not yet. When Mr. Miyagi first showed me this place, I was like you. I didn't know what to make of it all. Definitely didn't appreciate it. I just knew I needed help defending myself. I'm not going to lie to you, Anthony. Learning karate isn't easy. It takes a lot of work.” Daniel said.

“Yeah.” Anthony said.

“But listen, think of it like a video game. It might not be exciting at level one when you're learning the controls, but the more you play, the more skills you get, and before you know it, level twelve. You're hooked. Plus, I'll give you some of the cheat codes along the way. Come on.” Daniel told Anthony.

Daniel and Anthony began walking towards the cars.

“Hey, what’s the Wi-Fi?” Anthony asked.

“What? There is no Wi-Fi. Put that thing away.” Daniel told Anthony.

Anthony put his phone away.

“There are no distractions at Miyagi-Do. Just you, your heart, and your mind, so get ready to enter a world so much more exhilarating than anything you will ever see on that phone. Are you ready to begin this journey?” Daniel asked.

“Uh…Yeah.” Anthony said.

Daniel and Anthony reached the cars.

The cars were covered in bird poop.

“Oh, my God,” Anthony muttered.

“As you can see, I forgot to put the covers on when I left last night.” Daniel said.

“It's like a Jackson Pollock painting.” Anthony said.

“Anthony, get ready for your first Miyagi-Do lesson. Today, we call it “soap on, crap off.” I'm going to show you exactly how to do it, then you're going to clean the cars while I help Mom at the dealership. How does that sound?” Daniel asked.

“Honestly?” Anthony asked.

“Remember, level one.” Daniel reminded Anthony.

“Level one.” Anthony repeated.

“I'll get the bucket. It's going to be fun.” Daniel walked away.

“Jesus,” Anthony muttered.

Daniel returned home and saw that the cars were clean. He was angry when he discovered Anthony had hired a man to clean them. He told the man to leave.

“I can't believe this. Anthony, you can't just pay people to do the hard work. Part of growing up is to learn how to accomplish something on your own.” Daniel said.

“I know.” Anthony said.

“If Mr. Miyagi was here, you know what he would say right now?” Daniel asked.

“I don't care.” Anthony said.

“What?” Daniel asked.

“All you ever do is talk about Mr. Miyagi. I get it. He was a great man. He taught you karate, and he taught Sam her first move. The wax on, wax off. I've heard all the stories, and I'm getting sick of it.” Anthony said.

“Oh, you're sick of it? So, you don't want learn how to defend yourself? To learn how to use skills that will help you in life?” Daniel asked.

“Not if it means cleaning up bird shit.” Anthony said.

“Hey! Language! You know, I thought you were mature enough to appreciate all this, but I guess I was wrong. Just go back to your video games.” Daniel walked away.

The Cobra Kai students were in their dojo.

Kenny was punching a dummy.

“So, they stole all your clothes?” Robby asked.

“I can’t take any more of their crap! I’m ready to use my training!” Kenny yelled.

“What do you think you’re going to do?” Robby asked.

“I'll do what you do. Kick their asses.” Kenny said.

“I got kicked out of school and landed in juvie. You’ve got to be smarter than me and your brother.” Robby told Kenny.

“Well, I’ve got to do something.” Kenny said.

Kreese and Terry entered the dojo.

“Class, fall in.” Kreese told the students.

The students formed a line.

“Today, we have a very important lesson, don’t we, Sensei Silver?” Kreese asked.

“Yes, we do. Weakness.” Terry said.

“Your opponent’s weakness must be exploited whenever possible.” Kreese told the students.

“At the tournament, you’ll have to recognize that weakness. And make no mistake. We all have one.” Terry said.

“Sensei Kreese doesn’t.” Tory said.

“Of course he does. We all do. Today, your goal is to find your opponent's weakness and attack it. No points. You hit the mat, you lose. Got it?” Terry asked.

The students nodded.

Terry clapped. “All right, prepare for combat.”

The students dispersed.

“Care to make this interesting?” Kreese asked.

“What do you have in mind?” Terry asked.

“Well, we each choose a fighter. Six pack of brews to the winner.” Kreese responded.

“I like it. May the best sensei win.” Terry held his hand out to Kreese.

Kreese shook Terry’s hand.

Terry looked at Piper. “Elswith.”

Kreese looked at Tory. “Nichols.”

Piper stepped onto the mat.

“All right, you’ve seen her fight before. What’s her weakness?” Kreese asked Tory.

“Her left. She telegraphs her kicks.” Tory said.

“Then you know what to do this time.” Kreese said.

Tory stepped onto the mat.

Piper and Tory bowed to each other.

Piper got in a fighting position.

Tory got in a fighting position.

“Aits!” Kreese yelled.

Piper did a cartwheel and landed close to Tory. She tried to kick Tory, but Tory ducked. She did another cartwheel.

"Are you just going to dance, or are you going to throw something?" Tory asked.

“Why not both?” Piper asked.

Piper tried to kick Tory. She ducked. Piper grabbed her neck. She tried to get Piper’s arms off her neck. Piper kicked her. She kneed Piper in the stomach and swept her legs out from under her. Piper fell.

Kreese chuckled.

Piper panted as she sat up.

Piper flirted with Tory. “We should do that again sometime.”

“Don’t get your hopes up.” Tory walked off the mat.

Piper walked off the mat.

“Good one, Sensei Kreese. Who’s next?” Terry asked.

Kreese soon took the lead in victories among the students. Terry proposed double or nothing. Kreese chose Robby. Terry chose Kenny. When Robby showed concern for Kenny after kicking him, Kreese called for a time-out.

Robby approached Kreese.

Kenny approached Terry.

“I…I don't know what to do. Robby doesn't have a weakness.” Kenny said.

“You're thinking about this the wrong way. Everyone has a weakness.” Terry said.  

“Stop playing with him. Take him down.” Kreese told Robby.

“Yes, Sensei.” Robby said.

When the fight resumed, Robby kicked Kenny.

Kenny groaned.

“Hey, Kenny, I'm...I'm sorry if...” Robby trailed off.

Using Robby's sympathy against him, Kenny set him up for a leg sweep.

Robby groaned as he stood up.

“There. What did we learn? The common belief is you shouldn't care what other people think about you, right? Wrong. What your opponent is thinking is key. In war. In business. In a fight. Don't let your opponent think whatever they want. Make them think what you want them to think. If they think you're weak, that's when you can surprise them with your strength.” Terry said.

“Good job.” Kreese said.

Terry chuckled. “You owe me some brewskis, brother.”

The next day, Anthony walked through Daniel’s interior dojo, observing the pictures of Mr. Miyagi and the newspaper clippings recounting Daniel's victories at the All-Valley Tournament. When Daniel walked in, he found Anthony examining the old scroll Chozen had given to him in Okinawa.

“What are you doing?” Daniel asked.

“Sorry. I was just…Uh…Looking around.” Anthony said.  

“There's no need to apologize. I'm just surprised to see you in here. That's pretty cool, right?” Daniel asked.  

“What is it?” Anthony asked.

“That's a technique I hope none of us will ever need to use. Be careful with this, okay? I thought you didn't care about any of this stuff.” Daniel said.

“It’s just…Everybody has these amazing memories of Mr. Miyagi, and I never really knew the guy or learned any of his cool moves. I've always felt…” Anthony trailed off.

“Out of the loop?” Daniel asked.

“Yeah.” Anthony said.

“Know what I'll never forget? When you were born, we brought you home from the hospital, and Mr. Miyagi wanted to pick you up. I remember he was holding you in his arms, and you know what you did?” Daniel asked.

“What?” Anthony asked.

Daniel chuckled. “Kicked him in the face.”

“I did?” Anthony asked.

“Yep. It was the first time I ever saw anyone land a kick on him. You got him pretty good. Mr. Miyagi just laughed. He said that you were going to be a handful and that someday, you'd also be the one who would be protecting this family.” Daniel said.

“Really?” Anthony asked.

Daniel sighed. “Look, Anthony, I don't want to pressure you into doing anything you don't want to do. I was just hoping that maybe you might want to learn a little bit more about what this all means and to be able to defend yourself against this bully.”

Anthony mumbled something. Daniel didn’t hear him.

“What?” Daniel asked. “What is it?”          

“Um…Nothing. Don't worry about this Cobra Kai kid. I'll handle it.” Anthony said.

“Are you sure?” Daniel asked.

“Yeah. But…Uh, thanks, Dad.” Anthony said.

The next day, Sarah, Miguel, and Sam were at West Valley High.

“It's like a Jekyll and Hyde situation. Sarah and I were used to Sensei being like Mr. Hyde. Now it's like he's a different person.” Miguel said.

“At least you had some training. My dad spent all day with my brother. I had to babysit the Miyagi-Dos.” Sam said.

Tory, Piper, and some other girls walked past Sarah, Miguel, and Sam

“Meanwhile, Tory is gaining ground. Whatever my dad's plan is, it isn't working.” Sam said.

Johnny walked up to Sarah, Miguel, and Sam.

“Sarah. Miguel. There you are. I've been looking all over for you.” Johnny said.

“What are you doing here?” Sarah asked.

Sarah was wearing an unbuttoned black cotton jacket, a white t-shirt, black denim jeans, and black high-top Vans sneakers with white laces. Her naturally straight blonde hair was down. She had on a light amount of black eyeliner, a light amount of black mascara, and soft brown eyeshadow. Her lip balm was a pretty peach colour.

“Field trip. You and me. Let’s go.” Johnny told Sarah and Miguel.

“It's the middle of a school day. Sarah and I have history. We...” Miguel trailed off.

“History's for nerds. Play hooky with me. I'll write a doctor's note. Used to work for me. Come on. What do you say?” Johnny asked.

“Okay.” Miguel said.

“Sure.” Sarah said.

“All right. Great.” Johnny said.

Johnny looked at Sam. “Don't worry. I'll bring him back in one piece.”

Johnny, Sarah, and Miguel were in the Eagle Fang dojo. They were sitting on the wooden boards that were below the ceiling.

Johnny, Sarah, and Miguel were holding slices of watermelon.

Johnny took a bite of his slice of watermelon.

Sarah took a bite of her slice of watermelon.

Miguel didn’t take a bite of his slice of watermelon.

“What? You don't like watermelon?” Johnny asked Miguel.

“No, I like watermelon. I just thought when you had me and Sarah cut class that we'd be training, not having another awkward conversation.” Miguel said.

Johnny sighed. “It doesn't have to be awkward. Look, if I'm acting a little weird, it’s because I don’t know how to be a good male role model. My dad left when I was in kindergarten, then my mom married Sid, and then I met Kreese. I never tried to find my dad. I was scared to find out the truth. I didn't want to be like him, Sid, or Kreese. I took all that bullshit I felt from them and put it on Robby's life. I can never fix that. I don’t want to make that mistake again.”

Tears formed in Johnny and Miguel’s eyes.

“I mean…Yeah, some things are going to change with you and my mom being together, and it feels kind of weird to say it out loud, but there are also a lot of things that I want to stay the same.” Miguel said.

“Yeah? Like what?” Johnny asked.

“Like you being my sensei.” Miguel said.

“Yeah?” Johnny asked.

“Yeah.” Miguel responded.

“All right. You asked for it.” Johnny said.

Johnny made his way to a box of watermelons that was covered by a blanket. He took the blanket off of the box. He grabbed the claw and attached it to a watermelon. He began to pull the watermelon up with the chain.  

Sarah and Miguel approached Johnny.

“What's with the watermelons?” Miguel asked.

“One of the most badass kicks in all of karate is the flying tornado. I wasn't sure if you were ready for it. It's a pain in the ass to master, but you don't mind a little pain, do you?” Johnny asked Sarah and Miguel.

“No, Sensei.” Sarah and Miguel said.

The door opened.

Sam spoke. “Neither do I.”

Johnny, Sarah, and Miguel turned around and saw Sam walking towards them.  

“Nice place you’ve got here, but it could definitely use a woman's touch.” Sam said.

“Does your dad know you're here?” Johnny asked.

“I told him I should be learning both styles, so that's what I'm going to do.” Sam said.

At West Valley Middle School, Anthony contemplated returning Kenny's hoodie, but he was interrupted by Lia, who invited him to a fair. Upon learning that she also invited Kenny, Anthony attempted to make peace with him. He was taunted by Kenny, who called him LaPusso. He was enraged. He, Zack, and Marcus chased Kenny. After Kenny turned off the lights in the library, they split up and tried to find him. Kenny used the darkness to his advantage and picked them off one by one until only Anthony remained. Before Anthony could exact his revenge, a teacher discovered them.

Daniel and Amanda walked into West Valley Middle School.

“I can’t believe this is happening all over again. First Sam, now Anthony?” Amanda asked.

Daniel sighed. “Don't worry. He'll be safe. We'll make sure the kid who did this does not get off lightly.”

Daniel and Amanda saw Anthony and Kenny sitting outside of Principal Fitzpatrick’s office.

“Hey, Anthony. Are you okay?” Daniel asked.

Principal Fitzpatrick walked out of his office and stood next to the door.

“Mr. and Mrs. LaRusso, come on in.” Principal Fitzpatrick told Daniel and Amanda.

Daniel and Amanda walked into Principal Fitzpatrick’s office.

Principal Fitzpatrick sat behind his desk.

Principal Fitzpatrick gestured to the chairs in front of his desk. “You can have a seat here.”

Daniel and Amanda sat down.

“We're not sure what happened...” Daniel trailed off.

“But whatever it is, we expect there to be a severe punishment for this.” Amanda said.

“Oh, there will be. I've already spoken to the parents of the other offending students. We're going to be suspending them.” Principal Fitzpatrick said.

“Okay.” Amanda said.

“And your son.” Principal Fitzpatrick said.  

“What? None of this is Anthony's fault.” Daniel said.

“Well, I'm afraid we have proof.” Principal Fitzpatrick showed Daniel and Amanda videos of Kenny being bullied. “Turns out this isn't the first time. Don't know how they got that milk in the locker. Anthony and the others have been cyberbullying Mr. Payne for some time. I've seen enough evidence to conclude that Anthony has been a real bully this year.”

Daniel turned to the window and looked at Anthony in anger.

Kenny laughed. “Got you.”

In the back of the Cobra Kai dojo, Terry was reading Leviathan by Thomas Hobbes.

Kreese appeared. He was holding a box full of beer bottles.  

Terry spoke. “A man of his word.”

Terry set his book aside and walked up to Kreese.

“Whoa. Are those Ba Muoi Ba?” Terry asked.

“Old 33s. They've changed a bit since the war.” Kreese said.

Kreese handed the box to Terry. “To the victor go the spoils.”

Terry smiled. “Sweet!”

Terry grabbed a bottle and walked away from Kreese. “Hello!”

Kreese perked up. “You know who those remind me of?”

Terry’s back was to Kreese.

Terry turned to Kreese and asked, “Huh?”

“Scovil. The good old boy from Utah.” Kreese said.

“Yeah.” Terry said. “Yeah. Never washed his ass. Could smell him coming a mile away.”

“Remember the day we were on patrol and he took it upon himself to jump rank and take point?” Kreese asked.

“Yeah. Crazy bastard.” Terry said.

Kreese chuckled. “Wound up walking directly into a minefield. Blew himself to kingdom come.”

“That's the kind of story I'd rather forget.” Terry said.

“We don't have the luxury of forgetting, nor should we.” Kreese said. “We should remember what happens to soldiers who don't follow their leader.”

“Johnny, look, is this about...” Terry trailed off.

“Quiet!” Kreese yelled. “I'm not done speaking, Lieutenant. The other day, when we were teaching, you told the students that I have a weakness.”

“I said everyone has a weakness.” Terry said.

“You specifically talked about me, and it made me wonder...” Kreese paused. “What do you think my weakness is?”

Terry sighed. “Look, it was just a lesson for the class.”

“You’re afraid to tell me. Do you remember the cage? We both thought we were going to die. I wasn't afraid. You were. You were like a puddle of piss. If it wasn't for me, you'd still be back in that pit, correct?” Kreese asked.

Tears formed in Terry’s eyes. “Yes.”

“I'm the one who got you out of that cage then, only to find you in another one that you created for yourself. I have always looked out for you, Terry, and I always will, but you need to fall back in line and follow my lead, because there are a lot of land mines out there, and if you don't watch where you step, it’s all going to blow up.” Kreese said.

Kreese grabbed a bottle.

“You don't mind, do you?” Kreese asked.

Terry shook his head. “No, Captain. No.”

Kreese left.

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Hey, I've recently re-read Is it Weird and Little Numbers and I was wondering if you guys know of any other fics that are narrated in a similar style? Thanks!

There are 16 posts in our Social Media tag. Under the cut are 11 of my favorites. - HKVoyage

The Symphony Verse by shandyall

Blaine has spent most of his life feeling like the only thing people notice about him is that he stutters. He’s working hard to overcome his (mostly self created) roadblocks when he meets Kurt in an online class the summer after his freshman year of college.

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NYADA Crushes by @notthetoothfairy

Kurt doesn’t think it’s going to be a big deal if he posts an anonymous message on the NYADA Crushes Facebook page about the cute guy he just saw fall on his ass in front of the NYADA main entrance. Little does he know that Blaine is going to be his dance TA once the new school year starts, and that Blaine has a history with NYADA Crushes, too.

Update: You can read the fic on the Tumblr account with the photos HERE. 

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Boy Meets Boy by @munchkinpandas24

AU!Klaine. Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson are college fanboys who meet on Twitter because of their mutual adoration for David Levithan and his amazing books. Through their words, they quickly discover that they could be exactly what the other has been looking for.

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The Comfort Of Cooking by framby

Blaine is helpless when it comes to food but the help of a food blog might just be what he needs to get better. Yeah, right. Foodblogger!Kurt AU

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Connection by Devonwood

The Chase/Devon cheating plotline that dominates the season four winter finale of Sing rocks the fandom to its core. Fortunately, the Chevon Big Bang sign-up date coincides with the dark, wank-filled times, and thanks to an old beta services post in the now-defunct Chase-Devon Livejournal community, Blaine finds himself with a full plate during the hiatus. He has practice for show choir sectionals, drabbles to write under AU photosets that crop up on his dash, and now a twenty-five-thousand word Chase/Devon fix-it fic to beta for Kurt, moderator of the Fashion of Sing! blog and fandom personality known for his often passive-aggressive episode commentary. Fortunately, the last one takes Blaine in directions he hadn’t expected when he signed up for Tumblr and followed his first Sing blog.

Note: You need an AO3 account to access this fic. 

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Hang With Me by pulling-the-puzzles-apart

AU college - Nerd!Blaine meets Kurt online while he is studying at NYADA, Kurt is in LA studying at AMDA. Despite the distance they start up a friendship that could lead to so much more but can their love survive with over a thousand miles distance between them?

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k_hummel and 7 others like your picture by @klaineanummel

Two likes on Instagram change the course of Blaine Anderson’s life.

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The President’s Son by @nineofhearts4 and Rindle

When Kurt is in 8th grade, Burt is elected President of the United States. Eventually, he decides to get a tumblr (despite an explicit ban on all social media accounts), where he meets Blaine, who has no idea that he has just met Kurt Hummel, son of President Hummel.

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War of the Words by arainymonday

Kurt and Blaine are famous online book reviewers with thousands of followers each and a professional rivalry. When their snarky banter gets out of hand, their blogging partners Rachel and Tina conspire to get them to work out their sexual tension in less verbal, more physical ways.

Sequel: Jingle Blogs 

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An Accidental Chance by Slayerkitty

An accidental tweet. A chance phone call. Or what happens when famous TV star Blaine Anderson accidentally tweets his phone. 

Note: This is the first story in the Chances series.

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Courageous Dreams by @klainebowsanddramioneflies

The names ‘Blaine Anderson’ and ‘Kurt Hummel’ are well-known in the Broadway scene. Both men have found their way to the top and fight for the key roles in the biggest and boldest titles to hit NYC. While the two stars squabble, seeming stuck in their unwillingness to compromise or get to know each other in the least, two anonymous tumblr users strike up a friendship without knowing anything about each other ‘IRL’. As fate would have it, two worlds collide. Can two people connect without outside forces getting in the way, or is the sudden lack of anonymity a death sentence for the budding relationship, strengthened by the cutthroat nature of fame?

#klaine #klaine fanfic #klaine fanfiction #fic finder #anonymous #social media #shandyall #college!klaine #notthetoothfairy #munchkinpandas #framby #YouTuber!Kurt #Devonwood #pulling-the-puzzles-apart #nerd!blaine #klaineanummel #nineofhearts4 #political!klaine #arainymonday #blogger!Kurt #blogger!Blaine #Slayerkitty #famous!Blaine #actor!Blaine #klainebowsanddramioneflies #Broadway!klaine #enemies to lovers

[pilferingapples]

I am perishing  

this entire article is just Gautier making fun of himself and his friends for turning friend-shaped instead of Romantically wasting away

Highly Relatable Reckoning with the fact that one’s Younger Self is always an embarrassment : 

J’avais alors la conviction intime que le génie devait être maigre comme un hareng sauret, d’après le proverbe : La lame use le fourreau, et le vers des Orientales : Son âme avait brisé son corps. Je m’étais arrangé là-dessus avec d’autant plus de sécurité que je n’étais pas fort gras à cette époque....

A little teasing about Hugo, while not forgetting that he is of course The Greatest Poet Ever:

Victor Hugo, qui, en sa qualité de prince souverain de la poésie romantique, devrait être plus vert que tout autre et avoir les cheveux noirs, a le teint coloré et les cheveux blonds. Sans être de l’avis de M. Nisard le difficile, qui trouve au bas de la figure du poëte un caractère d’animalité très-développée, nous devons à la vérité de dire qu’il n’a pas les joues convenablement creuses, et qu’il a l’air de se porter beaucoup trop bien, — comme Napoléon devenu empereur. 

Le monde et la redingote de M. Hugo ne peuvent contenir sa gloire et son ventre : tous les jours un bouton saute, une boutonnière se déchire ; il ne pourrait plus entrer dans son habit des Feuilles d’automne.

Featuring Terrifying Feats of Dinner: 

Au reste, cet embonpoint n’est pas volé, car les muses de ces messieurs sont d’une voracité incroyable : il faut voir tous ces poëtes lyriques à l’heure de la nourriture. M. Hugo fait dans son assiette de fabuleux mélanges de côtelettes, de haricots à l’huile, de bœuf à la sauce tomate, d’omelette, de jambon, de café au lait relevé d’un filet de vinaigre, d’un peu de moutarde et de fromage de Brie, qu’il avale indistinctement très-vite et très-longtemps. Il lape aussi de deux heures en deux heures de grandes terrines de consommé froid. — M. Alexandre Dumas demande régulièrement trois beefsteaks pour un, et suit cette proportion pour tout le reste. Quant à M. Théophile Gautier, il renouvellera incessamment l’exploit de Milon de Crotone de manger un bœuf en un jour (les cornes et les sabots exceptés, bien entendu) : ce que ce jeune poëte élégiaque consomme de macaroni par jour donnerait des indigestions à dix lazzarones ; ce qu’il boit de bière enivrerait dix Flamands de Flandre...

eventually he admits that sure some  writers are Very Thin, but they are, you know. Nerds. (everyone he names in that section is a close friend of his, because why make fun of anyone who isn’t  a dear friend? you wouldn’t know what you were talking about , right? )

anyway there’s a lot about food

(translations under the cut)

I had then the intimate conviction that the genie must be as thin as a herring sauret, according to the proverb: The blade uses the scabbard , and the Eastern verse: His soul had broken his body . I believed this with all the more security because I was not very fat at that time.

Mr. Victor Hugo, who, as sovereign prince of Romantic poetry, should be greener than any other and have the blackest hair, has a colorful complexion and fair hair. Without being of the opinion of M. Nisard , the difficult one, who finds at the bottom of the figure of the poet a character of highly developed animality, we owe it to the truth to say that he does not have his cheeks properly hollow, and that he seems to be much too well-as Napoleon was when he became emperor.

The world and the frock coat of M. Hugo can not contain his glory and his belly: every day a button jumps, a buttonhole is torn; he could no longer enter his coat of autumn leaves  (the title of Hugo’s early collection of poetry, of course). 

Moreover, this overweight is not stolen/ this weight is well earned, because the muses of these gentlemen are of an incredible voracity: it is necessary to see all these lyric poets at the time of the food. Mr. Hugo makes fabulous mixtures of chops, oil beans, beef with tomato sauce, omelette, ham, café au lait and vinegar, a little Brie mustard and cheese, which he swallows indiscriminately very fast and very long. He laps also, in two hours,two large terrines of cold consommé. - Mr. Alexandre Dumas regularly asks for three beefsteaks for one, and follows this proportion for all the rest. As for M. Théophile Gautier, he will constantly renew the exploit of Milon de Crotone to eat an ox in a day (horns and hooves excepted, of course): what this young elegiac poet consumes of macaroni a day would give indigestion ten lazzarones; what he drinks of beer would intoxicate ten Flemings of Flanders.

#linkspost #just Romantics and their antics #théophile gautier #he is clearly Very Proud of becoming friend-shaped #Four People and a Shoelace #food mention #weight mention #'the world and his waistcoat cannot contain his glory' is. kind of adorable.

[jason-todd-rh]

Masterlist Part. 2

Okay so here is part 2, it took me forever to go through my blog and type up the ones I missed from last time. Here is the link for the 1st one. Also please make sure to follow these amazing blogs!

Fluff: “Ocean & Atlantic” by @memento-scribet “Sleep” by @dc-comics-imagines “Sit Down” by @marvel-dc-hybrid “Social Butterfly” by @schninner-writes-some-stuff “Playful” by @avengerdragoness “Resting Murder Face” by @cait-writes-stuff “You May Be An Idiot, But You’re My Idiot” by @memento-amare “Next To You” by @kalsdurbate “College Visit” by @avengerdragoness “Admit You’re In Love With Me!” by @dc-comics-imagines “Disbelief” by @maruthor “Heartbeat” by @side-kar “Sick Day” by @maruthor “Nightcap” by @avengerdragoness “Protector” by @jasonindaredhood  “Hangovers and Confessions” by @cait-writes-stuff  “Meeting the Archer” by @avengerdragoness  “Wrong Place, Right Time” by @redhoodshood  “Potty Mouth” by @cait-writes-stuff  “Conditions” by @avengerdragoness  “A Little Love & A Broken Jaw” by @gamelickerwriting  “I Forgot” by @marvel-dc-hybrid  “Valentine” by @side-kar  “You Know, If You Ever Need Someone To Eat Your Food I’m There” by @imaginethatdc 

Superhero/Metahuman reader: “Crossing the Line″ by @avengerdragoness “Double Lives” by @cait-writes-stuff “ Solace” by @cait-writes-stuff  “Comfort” by @cait-writes-stuff  “Reckless” by @cait-writes-stuff

Featuring Batfam: “Broken Noses and First Meetings” by @heyjaybird “Act Your Age” by @schninner-writes-some-stuff “Do You Believe In Magic” by @memento-scribet “You’re Who” by @angstytodd “Advice” by @maruthor “Playing With Legos” by @happyk44 “How’s Living Together Going” by @jasonindaredhood  “Birthday” by @avengerdragoness 

Jealous Jason/Reader: “Christmas Day Seven: Problems” by @batfamilyimagines “Flawless” by @devon-writes-dc “Jealous” by @maybe-its-5sos “Ray of Sunshine” by @schninner-writes-some-stuff “Dick and Jason Fight Over The Reader” by @imaginethatdc  “Am I Interrupting Something” by @imaginethatdc 

NSFW: “Young Gods” by @cait-writes-stuff “War” by @cait-writes-stuff “Sweet Revenge” by @dc-comics-imagines “Kinky” by @dccomicsimagines “Say It” by @dc-comics-imagines “Sex Headcanons” by @jasonindaredhood “Competition” by @maruthor “Better Off With You Watching Over Me” by @jasonindaredhood 

Angst/Angsty-ish: “I See Nothing” by @avengerdragoness “My Bridge” by @cityofdespair9 “Jason Todd Imagine” by @marvel-flower “Though My Skies Are Turning Gray” by @memento-scribet “Used To” by @avengerdragoness “Help” by @nerd–writing “Numb” by @dc-comics-imagines “Precious Asshole” by @maruthor “Sleepless Nights” by @posiey “You and I” by @cait-writes-stuff “Cheat” by @cait-writes-stuff  “Don’t Touch Her” by @avengerdragoness  “The Arrangement” by @iwritethat  “Scars” by @sailorkeann  “This Was A Mistake” by @sailorkeann  “Is It Really Worth It” by @redhoodshood  “I’m Right Here” by @imaginethatdc  “I Know It’s Crazy But You’re The Only Thing In This Whole Place That Feels Right” by @imaginethatdc  “Don’t You Dare Die” by @imaginethatdc  “He’ll Come For Your and You’ll Be Sorry” by @imaginethatdc 

Pregnant + Dad!Jason: “Pregnant” by @maybe-its-5sos “Female S/O Going Through Labor” by @nerd–writing

Jason Todd Headcannons: 

“Dating Jason Todd Headcanons” by @iwritethat “Jason Todd As Your Boyfriend” by @killuugh “Jason Todd At The Mall With His S/O” by @nerd–writing “Waking Up Jason Todd In The Morning” by @batmagines “Going To The Gym With Jason” by @nerd–writing “Being Latinx and Dating Jason” by @abluepenguinlove “ What Jason Todd is like when he likes you and tries to flirt with you” by @nerd–writing “What Jason Todd is like around his crush” by @nerd–writing “Being Jason’s Gilfriend and like a Sister to Damian Headcanons” by @iwritethat “Jason Saying I Love You Headcanons” by @iwritethat “Being In A Relationship With Jason Todd” by @jasonindaredhood  “Being Jason’s S/O and Him Having a Nightmare” by @avengerdragoness  “Dating Jason Todd” by @demonlady389-fandom-imagines  “Kiss Headcannons” by @heroes-imagines  “Dating Jason Todd Would Include” by @devon-writes-dc 

Series: “Red” by @maruthor (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) “Jason Todd In Love” by @nerd–writing (1) (2) “It’s Not Home” by @jasonindaredhood (1) (2)

#masterlist

[aseason4redo-blog]

Name: Blaine Devon Anderson

Born: February 5th

Age: 17

Sexual Orientation: Homosexual

Preferred Pronouns: He/Him

School: Dalton Academy

Clubs/Sports: Glee Club, Lacrosse

Blaine is head over heels, follow to the ends of the Earth in love with Kurt Hummel. He loves all of the time they get to spend together, every second of it, always texting or calling or trying to hang out together. He’s nervous about what his live will be like without his boyfriend being around, knowing that he’s still 17 and the other is 18 and that it could cause a rift.

He is very much a go-getter. He loves to meet new people and go places and see things and try new foods, etc, etc, etc. 

Being a closeted nerd, he’s always reading comics and watching superhero movies, as well as his new found hobby- reading fanfic, particularly Star Wars fanfic. 

He also likes to keep busy, and has thought about what clubs he might join when the school year starts. He’s already involved in Glee Club and student council, but joining the Cheerios again seems like it might be a fun idea, and he thinks it might quench his thirst for athletics too.

Big dreams of his are to make it on Broadway and be a name that people recognize, however, it’s very daunting even to think about how to get there, and thinks it may be easier to go to a different college and major in something entirely different than musical theatre.

Played By:

Name: Ellen

Age: 25+

Time Zone: EST

#as4bio #as4blaine

[adancingjellyfish]

Chapter 2: Devon

It took me years to have an opportunity to date again. At this point I was in university and by chance got the contact info of somebody local. LOCAL! We met for a beer and I was so taken away by this guy that was older than me, was finishing school and could actually hold a conversation. We were in love instantly.

Devon was a huge nerd. His friends all loved me and we played board games together. We played wow as dates or watched rupaul at his house. His family was so wonderful. Honestly, it felt like I had found the person I was supposed to be with. Now keep in mind that I was 20ish at the time with minimal dating experience.

We moved in together that summer. It was my first time moving out and it was the fucking greatest thing of my life. I could wear my underwear anytime around! Devon made amazing food and I cleaned. We were basically the gay power couple of Nanaimo. Unfortunately, I wasn’t experienced in expressing my emotions like if something was bothering me so we could try and fix it.

We decided to start an open relationship. Growlr had just become a thing and he knew I was young and needed to adventure. Honestly though, I couldn’t do one again. For me it was a way to keep on having sex and placing my emotions all over and still having a place to live and food being made. Not at first, but as time went on…. I will say that thanks to growlr though, I met so many wonderful people! My best friend Mikey and pretty much all my Vancouver friends came from him.

Slowly Devon’s mannerisms started to make me cringe. Not picking up after himself and even the way he chewed food. He did this tongue flick thing that sounded so loud it could shatter my eardrums. I worked part time though and couldn’t afford to live on my own. Plus, I didn’t know if I was so used to being on my own and single growing up that I could have been in my own head and I was actually happy.

Our sex wasn’t that great. Another reason growlr made life great. He didn’t like anal and I didn’t like his dick. We spent a lot of time jerking off instead.

We had a talk after he noticed I was so distant. It’s easy to dislike somebody and villanize them. It’s really hard to see them cry and realize that you care for them but not in the same way. Our talk went on for a while and I finally said everything that had built up and bothered me. In the end, there was nothing to fix though. I wasn’t ready to settle down and he was. I was able to get more work. My sister was also moving out of a great place so I decided to end it. We lasted a year and a half but it was unfortunately too easy for me to say goodbye. I saw for the first time what my actions can do to somebody when I’m not honest and it wouldn’t be the last time.

Even now, I don’t feel I’m writing with a lot of emotion about it. It’s because I really have no connection like that to him anymore. Prepare for a lot more in the next stories.

I do remember when I said I’m leaving him though. We were on the top floor of the apartment and had a window overlooking the parking lot. I went down to my car, got in, and looked up to see him visibly crying from four floors up. It killed me for weeks re-living that image. That I could cause so much hurt in somebody.

I learned so much from this experience. His friends still wanted to go for walks with me and have me in their lives. I didn’t live in a world where that happened seeing my young friends relationships. We still see each other once a month for board games. Devon too (but that took years to work to). I learned to try to express myself more. I knew more of what I wanted in a relationship. I got to live on my own! I also picked up bad traits like falling in for the idea of on open relationship and having so much sexual promiscuity. Like one I had Vancouver gays, it was a fucking explosion of men I went through.

That felt rambleish. I don’t know how to word my feelings as well as I will for my next man.

I want to end with saying something good about Devon. He has the most impressive humour stuffed into one person. He’s witty and always makes me laugh. Like actually roll on a couch laugh it hurts. I really admire humour in somebody. I’m glad he’s still in my life to help me laugh.

#men #dating #gay

[i-write-boop-spoops]

Steven Stone Fluff Alphabet

To go along with my NSFW Alphabet, I decided to do some fluff for my favourite rock nerd. Hope you enjoy!

A = Activities (what do they like to do with their s/o? how do they spend their free time?)

He loves being outside with you, going for hikes, walks and sea swims. Likes to learn with you too, wandering around museums and discovering new things about science, history and culture.

He probably won’t take you mining unless you’re really into it, it can be quite tedious and dangerous, but he loves when you help him polish stones, or help make them into decorations or jewellery.

He has a soft spot for lazy days where you two are draped across his couch watching trashy reality TV shows and fun, animated films

B = Beauty (what do they admire about their s/o? what do they think is beautiful about them?)

Likes how kind and caring you are, not only to him, but to his Pokemon and almost everyone else.

He thinks you’re beautiful in every way, but he in particular thinks your eyes sparkle like the rarest, most precious gem he has ever seen.

C = Comfort (how do they help their s/o when they feel down? what makes them feel better?)

Steven is a little oblivious, so you might have to tell him that you’re down, but as soon as he knows, it’s his mission to cheer you up! Lots of kisses and cuddles, your favourite meals delivered, a shoulder to cry on, an ear to listen. If you’re sad due to an insecurity, he will wax poetic about how amazing that part of you is to him.

If you’re very stressed due to work or school, and you finally have time off, he’s going to whisk you away to a sun-drenched beach in Alola, the finest room in Hotel Richissime in Lumiouse, or his gorgeous villa by the Batte Zone in Sinnoh (provided he hasn’t given it to some ten-year-old yet lol) to help you unwind and enjoy yourself.

When he’s down, he needs reassurance, and lots of physical affection. He might also throw himself into his work/hobbies to an extreme degree, skipping meals and sleeping little, so you’ll have to ensure he gets fed and a good few hours of sleep until he starts feeling better.

D = Dreams (how do they picture their future with their s/o and in general?)

He would love a little family with you, a couple kids running around, maybe in Mossdeep, but he’s down with moving inland, or to your home region if you’re not from Hoenn, if you would prefer.

He definitely dreams about kissing you goodbye and ruffling his kiddos’ hair before he goes to work. Since his mother died when he was so young, he never really got to experience the classic nuclear family, so he longs to provide it to his own children.

He’d like to go back to college too, get his Masters and maybe PhD in Geology and work in that field. He really does not want to be involved with the Devon Corporation, so he hopes he can work with it as little as possible

E = Equal (are they the dominant one in the relationship or are they rather passive?)

I would say your relationship is equal for the most part, the only thing that tips the scales in Steven’s favour is his wealth and connections. He can get you things or into places that you, as a regular person, wouldn’t be able to at all otherwise.

He doesn’t hold this over your head, he finds people who do that rather gross, and he’s not your sugar daddy either. He does spoil you sometimes, but that’s just one way he expresses his fondness for you.

F = Fight (how quick are they to forgive their s/o? what are they like in an argument? who says sorry first?)

Steven is a reasonable man, so I think once he’s calmed down and thought about it more, he’s ready to forgive you if you’re sorry, Now, this all depends on the nature of why you were in the wrong, if that’s the case. He will let small things slide, and is willing to compromise on bigger things, but if you do something like cheat on him, he will never forgive you.

When he is in the wrong though, he will own up to it, your relationship is more important than his pride.

He doesn’t go for cheap shots or low blows, and he only raises his voice if he is really pissed. If this is before you live together, and the fight occurs at his house, he will get you to leave, but makes sure you get home safe.

G = Gifts (what kind of things do they gift to their s/o? are they spontaneous or do they stick to special events like anniversaries?)

So. Many. Rocks.

Seriously, your shelves will be filled with amethyst clusters and pretty pebbles. Some of this rocks will be jewels encrusted in some stellar accessories.

Beyond that, he’ll get you things he thinks you might need. Complaining about your coffee maker? He’s just gotten you a top of the line model with a prepaid subscription to receive new pods full of expensive Kalosian coffee every month for the next five years. Need a new bag? He’ll have one that costs double your rent shipped to you by the end of the day.

His gifts are expensive and high quality, but he does not buy you them for the sake of flaunting wealth. He just thinks you’d like them.

H = Heart Eyes (what are they like in love? is it obvious to others? how do they express their love? do they brag about their s/o to others?)

Steven feels like nothing can bother him. His smile is wider and his eyes sparkle whenever he thinks of you. He compliments you all the time and gives you lots of tender kisses and touches, spoils you a bit too. He doesn’t really brag, he thinks your amazingness stands for itself.

I = Impression (what first attracted them to their s/o? how accurate was their first impression to how their s/o actually is?)

He just thought you were very pretty when you first met, very sweet and cute. Evidently he was correct :)

J = Jealousy (do they get jealous easily? how do they deal with it?)

Steven rarely gets jealous. He’s not an arrogant guy in any way really, but he is confident in himself and in your relationship.

Things like money, power or status don’t threaten him, but appearance, particularity musculature, does. Steven’s quite the lean, slim guy, and sometimes he thinks he might not be strong or masculine enough for you, no matter how much you disagree. It honestly made him hurt a little when you jokingly called Leon, the Galar champion, a himbo.

When he is jealous, he gets a little stiff, he frowns, he holds onto you a little tighter if you’re around the person who makes him jealous. When he’s alone, he laments about it.

K = Kiss (are they a good kisser? what was their first kiss like? where do they kiss the most?)

Steven is a suave, smooth kisser, each kiss makes you feel like you’re the most precious thing in the world.

Your first kiss with him felt right, he gently cupped your cheeks and kissed you slowly in a manner that portrayed exactly how he felt about you.

He likes to kiss your cheek and forehead, and sometimes your knuckles if he’s holding your hand.

L = Little Things (what are the little things they love about their s/o? are they attentive?)

He loves how kind you are, loves how you treat his Pokémon like each one is the cutest ever, even if they are decidedly not cute. He likes how you look after him, making sure he sleeps and eats, showing up to his house randomly with treats or just to visit him. He really appreciates it.

M = Marriage (do they want to get married? how do they propose? what would the wedding be like?)

Making you his spouse would make him so happy!

His proposal would be very intimate, a night time picnic, either stargazing, watching fireworks or a meteor shower. He’d turn to you, with a soft smile, and tell you exactly how much you mean to him, and how much he loves you. Then, he would take out a small velvet box and ask you to marry him. The ring would be jaw-droppingly ornate, with your favourite gem in the middle.

The wedding would be intimate too, very swanky, with geode centrepieces and formal attire. He’d ultimately like to hold it in somewhere like Reflection Cave, but he’s down to hold it in a castle or hotel otherwise, with nice gardens of course.

N = Nicknames (what do they call their s/o? what do they get called?)

He calls you sweetheart, darling, love, my gem.

You call him Stevie, babe and dreamboat. Sometimes rock nerd or dork if he’s going on about geology.

O = Open (do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? is it easy for them to share?)

He’s pretty open, once you two have been together for a good while. He trusts you enough to tell you his insecurities and darkest thoughts, like how he feels burdened by the weight of his responsibilities, how his strained relationship with his father affects him, or how he still has trauma regarding the loss of his mother.

Just make sure to give him a big hug after he tells you, ok?

P = Pancakes (are they a good cook? how often do they cook for their s/o? breakfast in bed or fancy dinner dates?)

Steven cannot cook to save his life. He never needed to learn, they had a personal chef at home when he was growing up, and when he was older he would go out for food or get it delivered all the time. This continues when you get together, he always insists on paying.

That being said, he’s definitely up to learn, especially if you teach him, or if you can’t cook either, he’d love to learn with you.

Q = Quirk (a random quality/ability that is beneficial to their relationship.)

Steven has a super gentle, super careful touch, which means he gives the most amazing scalp massages. You have no choice but to melt when his fingers are caressing your head.

R = Romance (how romantic are they? are they cliché or creative?)

Extremely romantic, more elegant than corny. He wants you to know how beautiful and amazing you are, and he wants to put in effort to prove that point.

S = Sleep (who falls asleep first? do they need their s/o close to them? do they have any bad habits?)

You do usually, he likes to watch you snooze before he falls asleep. He likes to have you close to him, but he can sleep without you just fine, not waking up next to you is really more of a pain to him.

For bad habits? Steven has a tendency to lose track of time and go to bed very late. It can be frustrating when you need a good cuddle before bed, and when you have to deal with a barely-conscious, sometimes grouchy Steven in the morning.  

T = Thrill (do they need to spice up their relationship with new things or do they stick to a routine? how often do they do new things?)

If Steven wants to go somewhere or do something, he does because he has the luxury to. So when it comes to new experiences, like visiting somewhere new, trying a new activity, and you both want to go there or try it, he will have it organised straight away.

He only really has a routine when league business is in full swing, and when he is no longer champion, anything goes. Though if you have a routine, he will work around it.

U = Unity (did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? what traits do they share?)

Steven, due to his wealth and connections, had a habit of dropping everything to go on trips or rock-hunting whenever he felt like, which was detrimental to many of his relationships, mainly because he wouldn’t notify people before he left.

You, however, have taught him the importance of taking other people’s feelings and opinions into account. You’re so attentive with him, and in turn, he learns how to do just that with all the important people in his life.

You’re both kind people, who care deeply about each other and Pokemon

V = Value (how important is their relationship to them? what is it worth compared to other things in their life?)

At the beginning, the relationship is just a luxury for him, something he enjoys, but not something he needs in his life. But the longer you two are together, the more important you and your needs become to him.

You definitely become his point of focus, your happiness is his goal. He doesn’t stop engaging in his hobbies and interests, but he does do so in a manner that disrupts your relationship the least.

You are his rock, the love of his life, and he puts you before everything.

W = Wild Card (a random fluff headcanon.)

Cried while drunk at his Bachelor Party because he just really wanted to be married to you already and he could not understand why he had to wait to do so.

X = XOXO (do they like to kiss and cuddle? are they upfront about their relationship or rather shy when in public?)

Steven is quite affectionate at home, lots of soft kisses, hugs and long cuddles.

In public, his displays of affection are very elegant and appropriate. He wants you to know he loves you and finds you beautiful, even when in public. He likes to hold your hand, or rest his on your hip or the small of your back.

Will kiss your lips as a greeting or to say goodbye, but will mostly stick to occasionally kissing your cheek or forehead when you’re out.

Y = Yearning (how do they cope when they spend time away from their s/o? do they miss their s/o?)

Steven really starts missing you when there’s no way you can be together, like when he’s abroad and/or working. Usually during these times, he texts frequently and calls you at least once a day, provided he’s not stuck in some cave. He likes to gaze fondly at pictures of you, planning how he’ll make it up to you when you reunite

Z = Zoo (do they have pets? do they want some in the future?)-

Of course! He is/was a champion after all, so he has his pokemon team, plus some random beldum floating around. You treat his like your own, and vice versa, so it’s a very happy household.

#steven stone #steven stone x reader #steven stone fluff #champion steven #champion steven x reader #tsuwabuki daigo x reader #tsuwabuki daigo #oras #silver haired dreamboat

[roboticpunk]

Character Interview

Repost. Don’t reblog!

NAME: Devo Davidson/ Devon Davidson in Human AUs  NICKNAME: Devon Heaven (Human AU), Big Strong Punk, King, Asshole AGE: 32; In an actual functional body for 2  SPECIES: Automaton (Electric)

personal.

MORALITY: lawful / neutral / chaotic / good / neutral / evil RELIGIOUS BELIEF: N/A  SINS: greed / gluttony / sloth / lust / pride / envy / wrath VIRTUES: chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice PRIMARY GOALS IN LIFE: To enjoy his God Damn life; To spend as much time with Blackjack as the World would allow him; To find his Creator and ask why the man didn’t finish him himself LANGUAGES KNOWN: English, Binary  SECRETS: His Creator; How serious his malfunctions actually are to his systems (Even he doesn’t understand this), How much he loves cats  SAVVIES: None lmao what a loser 

physical.

BUILD: scrawny / bony / slender / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / pudgy / average / HE’S MADE OF METAL WHAT DO YOU WANT  HEIGHT: 5′9″ WEIGHT:  H E A V Y  SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: Scratch in his metal across the eye; two black dots below the other eye each slightly off from each other; Various scratches and dings on his chassis and face plates due to his life style; ABILITIES/POWERS: He can light Christmas lights if they’re connected to his power source. How cool is that. RESTRICTIONS: Missing the majority of an arm as it ripped out of socket; Free wires spark on occasion; Issues with Oil leaking and voice box getting caught in vocal glitches; 

favourites.

FOOD: N/A DRINK: N/A PIZZA TOPPING: N/A COLOUR: Black, Blue, Red (mostly bc Blackjack wears it), Neon Green, Black MUSIC GENRE: Punk Rock, Alternative BOOK GENRE: Readings for NERDS; Comic Books MOVIE GENRE: Action/Adventure; Horror  SEASON: Early Spring; Fall CURSE WORD: FUCK  SCENT(S): Oil

fun stuff.

BOTTOM OR TOP: Top  SINGS IN THE SHOWER: He can’t go in w a t e r LIKES BAD PUNS: Y E S 

Tagged by Myself 

#About;; #Long Post #[Devo's lame] #[But I didn't wanna highjack it with Human AU stuff]

[davidcarner]

Sarah vs The Life Unexpected Ch 8, Burning up with Love

A/N: For those of you who didn't know, the reason I didn't post to this story yesterday is because I started a new fic, Sarah vs the Life Unexpected: Christmastime is Here. Feel free to click my name and check that one out. I will warn you it does slightly spoil this fic, but if you can't figure out where this is headed (and according to some of you I'll have them married in the next 3 chapters!) you really haven't been paying attention. I hope you enjoy today's chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck, but I did/do sometimes write for NerdHQ which Zac owns…

Sarah was excited, and trying her best to hide it. After the meeting adjourned, Chuck invited everyone over to his place for a cookout. When Casey asked what kind of grill Chuck was using, Chuck realized that all he had was a little $20 special square black one. He wasn't even sure he had charcoal. Casey gave him grief for a few minutes, but went to his apartment to get his Beastmaster 3000. Casey also informed Chuck that Chuck was not allowed to touch his grill. Something about that being akin to touching another man's wife. Chuck just shrugged.

Sarah had called her Mom and Emma was going to pick up the girls. Sarah learned that Emma had a date for tonight, so it would just be her, Chuck, and the girls after the party. Sarah smiled at the thought. Years ago, that would have terrified her, now, it just felt perfect. She had run home to pack a bag, while Chuck wandered around his old apartment. When she came out with her bag, he was looking at a wall with his head cocked to the side, remembering years gone by. She surprised him by coming up behind him and slipping her arms around him.

"Do we need to get anything for the party tonight?" she asked. She felt Chuck tense. "You don't have anything do you?" she asked, pulling away. Chuck turned around, a little embarrassed.

"Clara doesn't eat much, and I kinda make do with what we have," Chuck admitted.

"It's okay, we'll go to the store. Together." Chuck smiled at that.

"Is it weird that I think that sounds fun?"

"No, because it does to me to," she admitted.

"Tell me the truth, you've just been bored the past five years, and have a thing with tall guys," he said grinning.

"Especially ones who hair makes funny animals shapes." Chuck put his hand on his head.

"Ellie would kill me if she knew it was this long."

"I kinda like it like that." Chuck's smile could have lit up the entire complex.

"I'm thinking about leaving it like this." She shrugged and picked up her bag. As she turned away, she smiled where he couldn't see her.

"Do what you want, you're a grown man." Chuck snorted.

"The same grown man who didn't buy any food for me last week, so tried some old baby food?" Sarah turned around.

"You're joking, right?" Chuck stuck his hands in his pockets and looked down.

"I ordered Sizzling Shrimp to be delivered," he said, not able to look her in the eye. She couldn't help but grin.

"You're not just dating me so someone will make sure you have food are you?" Chuck couldn't help himself.

"I mean that's not the only reason," Chuck said, smiling. Sarah rolled her eyes.

"Ugh, I'm dating the biggest nerd," as she walked out the door. Chuck stood there smiling.

"And, I'm the nerd," he said happily to himself as he followed her out. Chuck stood by the door of the vehicle, and wiped his hands on his pants several times.

"You okay?" she asked when he got in.

"Yeah, well, I don't know. I did something and I didn't think anything about it, and then I started thinking that you might think it was something, and then I started thinking you might be upset it wasn't something, and mrpphhh." Sarah had put her hand over his mouth to stop him.

"Breathe," she said. He took a breath and nodded. "I'm going to take my hand away slowly, but if you start to spiral again, I'm putting it right back." Chuck nodded. She slowly pulled her hand away. "Now, whatever it is, it's fine." Chuck reached into his pocket and pulled out two keys and handed them to her.

"It's keys to my house. One for you and one for Emma. I figure if you're going to be staying you'll need them. You are welcome to keep them after this weekend as well." Sarah looked him in the eye.

"Did you just ask me to move in with you?"

"No, but I didn't not ask either."

"This should be freaking me out. I should be saying this is all happening too fast."

"We said let's take the weekend and then talk. Let's just do that." Sarah nodded.

"Grocery shopping?"

"Absolutely," Chuck said. "I don't see how anything there can go wrong."

}o{

"Woman, I said no!" Chuck said. "I have said nothing about the lowfat meat, the gluten free bread, and even the insane amount of vegetables, but enough is enough." Sarah's mouth had dropped open. "I am a grown man and if I want Frosted Flakes, then I shall have them," he said, as he put them in the cart."

"Fine!" she said, as she pushed the cart down several aisles and Chuck had to hurry to keep up with her. She stopped in the bakery, turned, looked him right in the eye, and picked up a premade chocolate cake. "Then I will get this instead of making it from scratch."

"Those cookies over there would be good as well," Chuck said in a softer tone. Sarah turned saw them, turned back and nodded, and put them in the cart. The two were trying not to laugh.

"It is quite ridiculous how much I am enjoying shopping with you," Chuck said.

"What's going to be ridiculous is tomorrow morning when Molly sees you eating those Frosted Flakes, and you let her have some, because we both know she has you wrapped around her finger."

"So does her mother," Chuck muttered. Sarah winked at him.

"And then she bounces all day from the sugar high," Sarah continued.

"Ah, there's where you're wrong. She'll collapse at the most inopportune time from the sugar crash," Chuck said. Sarah nodded slowly and graciously.

"You are correct. And, being that you know exactly what is going to happen, I'll let you take care of her."

"You just want Clara because she calls you Mommy." Sarah shrugged, grinned, and didn't deny it. They looked at each other and both started to speak. They laughed and realized that a new song started to play over the store intercom. Elvis Presley's Can't Help Falling in Love came on and they both laughed. "I feel like the universe is trying to tell us something." Chuck shrugged, grinning.

"Who am I to fight the universe. This is probably a pretty serious discussion to have over baked goods."

"Is the freezer section better?"

"Housewares," Chuck replied.

"Well done," she said nodding. "Well done."

"You know, anything you didn't pack, you might need to pick up," Chuck said, slightly embarrassed.

"I'm not judging, but besides work, and watching Clara, have you done anything since Ellie and Devon passed?" Chuck shook his head.

"I mean I'd stop by for food for Clara or diapers or formula, but I just didn't see the reason to do anything else. Ellie and I are both cleaners so there were already plenty of cleaning products. It was just me, so I didn't use a lot of plates and things. I never fixed anything fancy, or even proper. It's not that I was being a slob, I just didn't care. My life consisted of one thing, Clara, and then I realized it was a little more than that."

"When was that?" Chuck looked away, and shook his head.

"You're gonna think I'm lying."

"No I won't, what happened."

"I met a little girl that was upset that she was adopted, and I told her how special she was, and I realized Ellie didn't give up on me, and raised me. I realized she'd be mad if all I did was mope. So I started to get better. It took some time, and I'm not saying I'm 100% there yet, but I'm getting there."

"Molly has a way of getting to people," Sarah said. Chuck just looked at Sarah like she had grown a second head.

"I love that kid, but she's a force of nature. We're going to have problems with her when she's a teenager," Chuck said. Sarah's eyes did something. Chuck thought he had messed up and said something wrong.

"We are when she's a teenager?" she asked quietly.

"Sarah, I told you I'm there for her, no matter what. That kid changed my life, and I love her like she was my own."

"What if I'm married?"

"I'm there," he replied. "Is it wrong to say I hope it's to me?" he asked softly.

"No, it's not wrong, in fact it's right." Chuck realized they were having the discussion in the baby aisle. He picked up a box of diapers, dropped them in the cart, and started to walk away, when her hand came down on her forearm. He turned and looked and her eyes were still indescribable. "You've thought about our future?"

"I don't want to lie to you. No, I haven't," Chuck said, noticing the sadness that covered her face. "But, I can't think about things in the future without thinking about how they will affect you, Molly, and Emma. I haven't really thought about the future itself in a long time. I know it's only been 3 days, but I can't imagine you not being in my life." Sarah nodded. "You know the one thing I do keep thinking about?" Sarah shook her head. "I keep wishing you could have met Ellie. I keep thinking how much she would have squealed when first meeting you, and how much she'd love Molly and Emma. I wish you'd have gotten to meet my family." Sarah took his hand. They didn't say anything else as they went and paid for the groceries. Chuck went to pull out his wallet, and felt a hand on his arm and saw a smile on Sarah's face. He'd give her money later. Okay, he'd try to. He had a feeling anything Sarah didn't want to happen, didn't.

}o{

On the ride back, the two began to loosen back up. They began to talk about anything and everything. When they got to the house, they carried in the bags, and Chuck began to put out paper plates, silverware, and napkins. He walked into the kitchen to help Sarah prepare things. He looked around and noticed everything that needed to be cut up was.

"Culinary school?" Chuck asked. Sarah turned toward him, smiled, and twirled a knife.

"CIA," she replied.

"That's impressive and a little terrifying," Chuck admitted. "Do. Never mind."

"I always have at least one knife on me," Sarah said, smiling, anticipating Chuck's question. Chuck grinned.

"Place strategically? You know, it's probably best not to joke about something like that with your former CIA girlfriend."

"I'm your former girlfriend?"

"This is going downhill quickly."

"Well, then there is something I should go ahead and tell you to make you all sorts of uncomfortable. I used to sleep with a knife under my pillow, but having a daughter wake you at night, makes you realize that's not a good idea. I put my knife in the nightstand beside the bed, and I saw something in there." Sarah was grinning. "You're going to make tell you?" Chuck stood there. "It was an entire box of condoms. Not a little box, but one you buy at LargeMart." Chuck's eyes were closed and he looked like he was trying not to throw up. He opened his eyes.

"Those were probably Awesome's," he said. Sarah looked away, trying to hide her embarrassment. "I haven't completely gone through everything of theirs." Chuck turned to leave the room.

"I'm sorry, please don't leave."

"Oh, I'm not mad, I'm just going to go hide the box I got since apparently that's bad form," he said. The smile on his face said he was completely joking, and Sarah threw a plastic spoon at him, missing. "I thought you were an excellent shot Miss CIA." He hid behind a wall. "Ouch!" he yelled as the spoon was expertly thrown to curve and hit him.

"I missed on purpose the first time," she replied.

"I'm not for sure which is scarier, that you can do that, or that I find it attractive." Sarah rolled her eyes. There was a knock on the door and Chuck went over and opened it.

"I'm hommmeeee!" Molly yelled, walking in followed by Emma carrying Clara. Chuck looked at Sarah. All she could do was shrug.

"You don't have to knock," Chuck said, giving Emma a hug.

"Well, I don't have a key," Emma replied. Sarah handed her one. Emma looked at Sarah and Chuck. Chuck opened his mouth to speak, and Emma held up her hand, shushing him. "I'm not paying for a wedding," she said, and walked off, smiling. Molly came over and hugged Chuck's leg.

"I've got $22 in my piggy bank if it will help," Molly said. Chuck looked at Sarah, who grinned.

"I've got at least $22 in mine," she added.

"You've seen how I run my company, you probably have $21 more than I do," Chuck admitted. Sarah belly-laughed at that one.

"Do Clara and I get to share a room?" Molly asked.

"For the weekend," Sarah said, and winked at Chuck. "After that, we'll see."

"The playroom is HUGE!" Molly declared. "I can't wait to sleep in my Star Wars bed!" and bounded off. Sarah walked over and wrapped her arms around Chuck.

"I understand if this is too much or you want to take it slow," she said softly.

"What if that's the last thing I'm thinking?" Chuck asked. Sarah smile grew. "I have one more thing to give you." He left the room quickly, and came back with a small box. He handed it to her nervously. Sarah looked at him. "Open it." She opened it, looked inside, and back at Chuck. "It was my mothers," he said. "She left it for Ellie when she left, and I want you to have it."

"Chuck, this is something you give to someone really special," she replied, tears in her eyes.

"Yeah, I know," Chuck replied. "That's why I'm giving it to you." Chuck helped her put the charm bracelet on her wrist. She leaned in and kissed him as the doorbell went off. They broke the kiss and Chuck went and opened the door. The entire crew was there and came in. For the next several hours the house was packed like it hadn't been in months. Chuck and Sarah worked in the kitchen together, bumping hips every once in a while after a badly told joke. Guests came and went through the house. Food was made, devoured, and people laid on furniture. As the afternoon turned into evening, Emma left for her party, the guests went on their way, Chuck and Sarah put the two little ones down to watch a movie, and cleaned up. When they finished they came back in the living room, and both were asleep. Sarah grabbed Clara grinning, because she was lighter and began the trek upstairs. Chuck grabbed Molly and did the same. Soon the two kids were in their respective beds, and the two adults were downstairs, snuggling on the couch, with the TV on, watching nothing.

"You sure do know how to show a girl a good time, Mr. Bartowski," Sarah said as content as she had ever been. Chuck pulled away and looked at her.

"Be honest with me, aren't you bored? You were a CIA agent, jet setting and trotting around the globe. Now you're taking your daughter to preschool, you haven't been on a date in forever, and even thought we are dating, we haven't left each other's house. How can this be enjoyable for you?" Sarah ran her hand across his face.

"I'm not saying I didn't enjoy that. I'm not saying I didn't have girlfriends that I used to go out with, party until 5 am, go to sleep for an hour, and then have a 24 hour mission. What I am saying, those days are gone. I get to do so much with my company now. I get to make a difference, I can go on some small missions, but I get to come home and see my little girl, and now my littler girl, and my nerdy boyfriend. I have it all."

"When's the last time you left California?" Sarah put her other hand on the other side of his face, and pulled him in for a kiss.

"You just don't get it, do you?" she asked. Chuck shook his head. "That life was stealing my soul, and Molly gave it back to me. She let me have the life I wanted, and still do the things I'm good at, and because of that little rapscallion, I met the man of my dreams when she stole his heart. Chuck, she saved me more than I saved her."

"You both saved me," he replied. Sarah smiled coyly.

"It's late. Why don't you give me 10 minutes and come up to bed," she said. She gave him a peck on the lips and a wink, and headed up the stairs. Chuck sat there on the couch, and found he couldn't breathe or swallow. After the allotted time, he stood up, and headed upstairs. He walked in, saw the bathroom door was still shut, found his nightclothes, grabbed them, went to the hall bathroom, and changed. When he came back in, he saw Sarah standing there waiting for him with a black coat on that fell just past mid-thigh.

"Chuck," she said softly as she walked toward him. She pushed the door shut, looked him right in the eye, and took off black coat. Underneath was a purple negligee. Chuck made a choking/moaning sound. She walked up and kissed him on the right side of his jaw. "Remember earlier today," she began and switched to the other side of his jaw. "When I told you that there would be consequences?" Chuck's brain was gone, but the words seemed to mean something. Sarah backed away as it hit him. "Chuck, after tonight, I really hope you never keep something from me again. Because this is punishing me as well."

"Sarah," he half whispered/groaned. "I swear I never will again." Sarah nodded.

"You won't, because if you do….just don't." Chuck nodded smiling. "Now, you said you will be a perfect gentleman and you will, right?" Chuck nodded, a look of pain on his face. "I expect maximum cuddling, and tomorrow…well, that's a new day isn't it." Chuck got a grin on his face. "And, I'm not talking 12:01 AM either." Chuck hung his head, walked over, opened the door, and got into bed.

"What are you doing?"

"Molly's in a new place," Chuck replied. "I thought about turning on the baby monitor, but this way I can hear her fine." Sarah stood there looking at him. She smiled and shook her head.

"I really wish you had just told me the truth today." Chuck closed his eyes.

"I really hate the CIA right now."

"Chuck, open your eyes." He did. Sarah crawled into bed, and got to where just inches separated their faces. "This is not Agent Walker. IF it was, you would gladly do this. This is Sarah Walker, who's pissed that Chuck Bartowski didn't trust her enough to tell her the truth when he had the chance. Do you understand?" Chuck nodded. She leaned down, kissed him, and didn't even bother starting on the other side of the bed. She looked up at him for a second. "Please, don't ever keep something from me again," she said softly.

"There's something you should know then," Chuck said. She looked at him.

"I love you," Chuck said. Sarah smiled, snuggled into Chuck and feel asleep.

}o{

Sarah slept like a rock. Chuck heard Emma come in and go to her room. Sleep came in fits. About three, Chuck was sure he heard something. He slipped out of bed, not really sure how'd he'd get back in because of Sarah, and went to the girls' room where he heard muttering. He opened the door, and saw Molly shivering. He walked over to her, and felt her forehead. She was burning up. He scooped her up, and started downstairs with her. Emma met him at the door to the room.

"What's wrong?"

"She's got a fever."

"I'll get the medicine bag."

Chuck got her downstairs and laid her on the couch. He got some washrags and put cool water on them. He put them on her forehead, and waited for Emma. She brought Ibuprofen and Tylenol. Chuck picked up the Ibuprofen first.

"I always use this first, it seems to knock out the fever the quickest," he said. Emma smiled at him. He poured out the recommended dosage, and gave it to Molly.

"Daddy, I'm cold," she said. Chuck picked her up, sat on the couch laying back the best he could and laid her on his chest. He pulled the blanket off the back of the couch and put it over them.

"I'll set an alarm for two hours to wake you up for the Tylenol," Emma said. "Unless you want me to stay with her."

"No, I've got her, if you would just listen for Clara," Chuck said. Emma rubbed Molly's head, and bent down and kissed Chuck's forehead.

"Thank you," she said simply. Chuck just smiled. She went upstairs leaving the two in the dark. Molly stirred, and Chuck sang softly to her. She finally settled down, and went to sleep. Chuck just laid there in the dark, softly stroking her hair. "How did I get here, Ellie?" he asked the room. "How did I go from no one to two daughters?" No answers came, but sleep finally did.

}o{

2 hours later, a slight buzzing woke Sarah. She saw Emma go by her room, and she noticed she was alone. She wrapped her coat around her, went down the stairs and stopped when she got to the bottom. There stood Emma watching the couch.

"What's going on?" Sarah asked.

"Molly has a fever, and Chuck is taking care of her." Sarah looked at her.

"When did this happen?"

"A few hours ago," Emma said, looking at her daughter knowingly. Sarah turned back to the couch and may have let out a noise that sounded like hnnnnng. "I think I'll order some tomorrow," Emma said, still looking at Sarah.

"Some what?"

"Bridal magazines," Emma replied. Sarah turned back to her, and held her gaze.

"Get the ones online, that way you don't have to wait for them to be mailed." Emma nodded, smiled, and went over to Chuck to wake him up. Sarah watched as he cared for their daughter. It hit her like a ton of bricks what she had just thought. After a bit the two settled back down on the couch and Emma came back to her.

"You should really know voices carry at night down here," Chuck said just as Emma got to where Sarah was standing.

"Good to know," Sarah said. "You need anything?"

"I've got all I need right here," Chuck answered. "Get some sleep, I love you."

"I love you, Chuck. Good night."

"Night, Momma, night, Daddy," Molly said sleepily. "I love our new home. Chuck looked over to Sarah who he really couldn't see in the dark. He saw her walk over. She hugged him, kissed him, and bent down to whisper into his ear.

"Forget Sunday, we're talking tomorrow," she said, turned, went back upstairs, and went to bed.

"Daddy, does she know that tomorrow's Sunday?" Molly asked. Chuck really couldn't answer, because his brain was spinning. "Daddy, I think I'm going to be sick." Chuck found his brain suddenly worked just fine.

A/N: The fun of trying to spend a romantic evening with someone when you have kids. Thank you all for all the love on both of these Sarah stories. See you soon. Probably update Christmas next.

DC

#Sarah #Chuck #Charah #MOLLY! #Sarah vs The Life Unexpected #Fluff

[junker-town]

9 thoughts I had watching ‘Little Giants’ for the first time

Little Giants takes place in the fictional town of Urbania, Ohio, where everyone has strange food traditions. | Warner Brothers production / SB Nation illustration

This movie is great.

I just finished watching Little Giants for the first time, and I’ve got to say it’s an absolute delight. It spreads the message of teamwork and determination, but also the problem with boomers and rampant corn wastage.

If you haven’t seen the movie, lemme give you the elevator pitch: A team of “losers,” coached by a “loser,” band together to beat a team of “winners” in a game of pee-wee football. In the end, everyone learns that friendship and family is the real prize.

Watching as an adult for the first time, here are my thoughts!

Kevin is a sad, sad dude.

Kevin O’Shea (Ed O’Neill) is unquestionably the tragic figure in this film. A star football player, we’re never told what caused Kevin to flame out of the NFL. Everyone talks about his high school career and the fact he won the Heisman, but he obviously didn’t make an impact in the pros. Instead, he moved back to Urbania, Ohio, started a Chevrolet dealership, and exists in a local diner to keep reminding old dudes that he was a legend. Even they’re growing tired of his shtick.

Kevin is a joke to his family, annoys almost everyone around him, and he’s only regarded highly by his brother, Danny (Rick Moranis), and assistant pee-wee coach Harold Butz (Joe Bays). The movie positions him as this winner, which I’m sure resonated with kids watching the movie — but to me, I couldn’t reconcile the inescapable sadness of this dude. He literally has nothing to live for but coaching this pee-wee team to try and cling to his fading glory. I struggle to find anything in this world sadder than people who are in their 30s and 40s excitedly recalling high school stories because they have achieved so little of note in the 20 years since.

It’s OK to dislike Kevin, though, because he’s a sexist asshole. He decides not to pick Becky “Icebox” O’Shea (Shawna Waldron) to be a member of his team, only because she’s a girl. This is his own niece, and Icebox friggin’ owns. She’s better than every kid in town, but she doesn’t make the team because of gender.

“Danny, I hate to break it to you, but Icebox is a girl. Now, maybe if you’d start treating her like a girl, she’d start acting like one.”

Kevin’s wife, Karen, even confronts him at dinner about not picking Icebox and he doubles down on the decision. He’s aptly called a chauvinist, and then we get to the most disturbing moment of the movie.

WHY DOES THE O’SHEA FAMILY NEED SO MUCH CORN?!

At the 13:11 mark of the movie, we’re introduced to an ordinary, run-of-the-mill dinner scene. I’ll admit I’ve never had this kind of nuclear family, serving-dish dinner thing — but this is a mess nonetheless. Four people are at the table: Kevin, Karen, and their daughters, Debbie and Priscilla. Nobody else is expected, and there is no mention of this being a special occasion or gathering.

I stopped multiple times while watching to ensure the veracity of the corn count. The count is solid, the count is good. So why the hell did the O’Shea family prepare 11 ears of corn for dinner? It’s such an oddly specific number. Who goes to the store and is like “11 ears of corn, please”?

This entire dinner scene is a mess. They’re eating ham, turkey, corn, broccoli, salad, rolls, mashed potatoes — there are TWO gravy boats on the table. This is a Thanksgiving spread on a weeknight. No wonder boomers robbed this earth of all its natural resources and put humanity on the brink of extinction.

The unexpected monologue about infertility and miscarriage, in a children’s movie.

At 24:32, Cheryl Berman brings her son, Jake, to the garage for football practice. Jake, a hacking and wheezing nerd, is the son of a hypochondriac who spends A FULL 2 MINUTES explaining to Danny about how Jake was almost a miscarriage.

“You can’t be too cautious. After all, we never thought we’d have children. Not after trying for 13 years. It was me. When I finally did get pregnant, the doctor ordered me off to bed. I spent nine miserable months on my back. If I’d rolled over I could have lost him. And the birth ... God only knows the pain. He weighed only 1 pound, 11 ounces — he spent the first six weeks of his life in an incubator — and I think football is just the medicine for him.”

Hey Little Giants, YOU’RE A KIDS MOVIE. Was this supposed to pull adults in? You know there are so many ways you can establish Jake being a germ kid without his mom giving a damn monologue on how he almost died in the womb. Jesus.

The weirdest grocery store in the world.

In dire need of a quarterbacks, some kids find Junior (Devon Sawa) at a grocery store throwing rolls of toilet paper into a grocery cart. Certified dreamboat Junior is the focus of this scene, but I couldn’t concentrate because of this stores shelves.

How many egg noodles are the people of Urbania consuming? Now, if we’re to assume that Urbania is basically Urbana, Ohio, then the population is somewhere around 12,000. There are 456 visible units of egg noodles on the shelf as Icebox walks past.

I went to my local store in Greenville, NC — population 93,000. There were 30 packages of egg noodles on the shelf split across brands. This means that expected egg noodle consumption in Urbania is 119 times greater than Greenville.

They also need boatloads of vegetable oil and applesauce too, apparently.

The only inference I can make from this is that Oily Apple Noodles is the town dish.

The secret weapon is a roided up child monster.

We’re basically at the midpoint of the movie, and Kevin’s Cowboys are starting to get a little concerned with Danny’s Giants. After a “hilarious” scheme where Danny calls the cops and infers that his own brother is a child molester spying on the kids, both are trying to find an edge.

And yes, there’s a surprise waiting for both of them: Spike, an adult-sized running back who just arrived in town with a flat-top sporting dad who’s bred him into being a football machine through the time-honored tradition of being a horrible parent.

The first time we see Spike on screen, he’s carrying a refrigerator out of the back of a U-Haul and scowling the entire time. This is not a happy child, and yet Danny can’t wait to get him on the team — even lying to ensure it’s a possibility.

Naturally, this all unravels. Spike is too aggressive, can only speak in the third person, and threatens everyone. He is a demonstrably horrible human — and it’s not his fault.

Urbania, home of giant ice.

We’ve already established that this town has some weird food traditions, but it turns out this extends to ice too.

Look at the size of those cubes in Becky’s soda. What is up with this diner that you order a drink and get two whiskey cubes?

Everything in this town is strange.

Enter John Madden and friends.

The Little Giants are at a crossroads. Torn apart by Spike’s attitude, they decide football isn’t fun anymore and walk away from the game. Thankfully, in a stunning case of deus ex Maddena, John Madden and a group of football stars are taking the bus to Canton for a Hall of Fame banquet. Lost, and in dire need of directions, Madden and Co. decide helping a pee-wee football team is more important than their prior commitment and meet with the team.

It’s unclear exactly what the NFL players add to the Little Giants. We’ll get to this later.

Someone PLEASE help these kids understand human sexuality.

So we’ve established that Becky is head-over-heels for Junior. The two meet at the side of the lake and talk about kissing, in a scene designed to tease a potential love angle in the film. Then we get this, utterly baffling exchange.

Junior: You want to learn how to kiss!? Becky: Hey, we’re going to have to learn how to do it sooner or later. I mean, you know, if you want to have kids and get a job and stuff. Junior: You can have kids without kissing. Becky: Yeah, but you can’t get a job.

Oh God, there’s a lot to unpack here. No matter which way you slice it, these kids are woefully confused about what it takes to start a career. Maybe the job market in Urbania circa 1994 was different, but the idea that you can’t get a job without kids is some backwards-ass thinking if even I’ve seen it.

The Battle for Urbania.

With 37 minutes remaining, we finally get to the big game between the Cowboys and the Little Giants, taking place on the world’s nicest pee-wee football field. The Giants are without Icebox, because Becky has decided to be a cheerleader instead of a player in an effort to make Junior think of her more like a girl.

Icebox, if he doesn’t like you for playing football, he doesn’t deserve you.

There is literally nothing else to do in Urbania, because the almost entire town has shown up — and those who can’t be there can listen to it on the radio because there’s an actual radio announcer FOR A CHILD’S FOOTBALL GAME.

This announcer (Harry Shearer of The Simpsons fame) is super inappropriate too. After one of the Giants is kicked in the groin he says:

“Someone’s holding about a pound of Aunt Betty’s nut butter right now.”

SIR, YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT A CHILD!

The Giants get utterly demolished in the first half, and they want to quit. Danny delivers a motivational speech, telling his team that while they might not be better overall, you never know what can happen in a game. Maybe, just maybe they can beat the Cowboys — once. That’s all it takes.

Amped up and ready to go, we hit the second half and the Giants look like a different team. It’s at this point the Giants call the cruelest play in the history of football at any level. Johnny has been established as a fairly somber kid. All he wants is his dad to notice him, but his dad is always leaving on business. Sad woodwind music accompanies all his scenes, and it’s a tragic B plot in the movie.

Johnny gets the handoff and lo and behold, his dad is back and waiting in the end zone. It’s here where Becky yells: “Just run to him!” Yes, the Giants are leveraging Johnny’s feelings of inadequacy and loneliness to win. It’s tragic.

Johnny, Johnny? Yes, papa? Scoring touchdowns? Yes, papa Telling lies? No, papa I love you now. WAA WAA WAA

Finally, after its presence being teased all movie long, we finally get to see “The Annexation of Puerto Rico,” the trick play devised by Nubie (Matthew McCurley) that he discussed with Madden. It’s a hidden ball play with swelling music, and against the odds it works.

The Giants win, Danny is elated. Kevin is utterly devastated because not only did he lose the game and therefore his entire reason for existence, but he also bet his entire car dealership on the game because he’s an idiot.

Think about this for a second: All Kevin has in this life is football and his business. He just lost both. Payback for his sexism and corn wastage, in my opinion.

Danny, merciful as he is, says he doesn’t plan to take the business and asks if they want to coach together. The movie closes with the town water tower being repainted from honoring Kevin O’Shea to “The O’Shea Brothers,” because in Urbania winning a single pee-wee game is the equivalent to a Heisman career.

Final thoughts.

This is a good-ass kids sports movie that I’m angry I didn’t see before now. I 100 percent would have had a major crush on Icebox if I watched this as a kid, because she’s one of the greatest characters in any kid’s sport movie.

The best sports movies have characters you can identify with and make you feel like you’re in the movie. Shoutout to farting lineman Rudy Zolteck (Michael Zwiener) for making me feel like one of the gang.

I give Little Giants nine ears of corn out of 10 plates of Urbania Oily Apple Noodles.

[moonshroooms]

Unusual Asks

Yep, I’m in that mode again. Time to answer questions about myself that literally no one asked for :D

If someone finds this in the deep ocean blue and wants to answer the same questions, I found them here

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora?

Pandora, I guess? But I don’t really use any of them. I only tried Pandora for a time because it told you what genre the music is, and that was how I learned I listened to completely random and unrelated songs

is your room messy or clean?

Yes.

It’s messy, but it’s only dirty clothes really? So the second we do a major Laundry Sweep it suddenly becomes clean.

what color are your eyes?

Brown baby come an get dat chocolatttte

do you like your name? why?

Yes, because it’s tomboyish. When I was younger for some reason I really liked my friend’s name Emily, and wished that was my name instead. As I got older I liked my name more and more. I also love the 30 bajillion nicknames my name comes with. And I love my nickname Moon simply because from that nickname are 30 bajillion more nicknames.

what is your relationship status?

Single and deathly afraid of romance probs

describe your personality in 3 words or less

0-100 spaz

what color hair do you have?

Black hair :3

what kind of car do you drive? color?

It’s a sentra because they get good gas mileage and I’m cheap and it’s a darkish red, cause it’s the only color they had

where do you shop?

Food Banks

how would you describe your style?

Don’t Notice Me Anyone I’m Just a Background Character

favorite social media account

I hate social media when I know people, so tumblr, because screaming into a void where I’m not known is fun. It’s like having an imaginary argument in your shower

what size bed do you have?

Twin

any siblings?

Three of them! Two half-sisters, and a half-brother, all older :3

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?    

With my friends

favorite snapchat filter?

Pfffft I’m an antisocial dweeb and never bothered with snapchat because my phone is old and I rarely take pictures of myself or share pictures of anything else I capture

favorite makeup brand(s)

I don’t wear makeup, so none VwV

how many times a week do you shower?

Once a week if I haven’t done anything that makes me gross. Maybe 3 times a week if I went jogging and got all sweaty

favorite tv show?

Steven Universe, Last Airbender, Amazing World of Gumball, Star vs.

shoe size?

6 ½

how tall are you?

5”2

… and ½

sandals or sneakers?

w a t e r  s h o e s

do you go to the gym?

No, I hate the gym. The air in there gives me a headache, everyone’s staring at you doing everything wrong, there’s people in general, and I just no. I like to work out either in the privacy of my room or out in nature (aka I started jogging at my library park and I’m very proud of myself hopefully I keep this up).

describe your dream date

A date that treats me nice and we have a good time    

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment?

13 bucks

what color socks are you wearing?

My skin

how many pillows do you sleep with?

Uhhhh. 2 for my head, 2 to hug, a beanie-filled duck thing, and also my cats old blanket. So like. 4 pillows if you wanna get technical, 6 if let’s be honest the duck and blanket act as pillows

do you have a job? what do you do?

I do. I clean trays and do numerous odd jobs for an oral surgeon’s office. It’s literally a part time job the employees often have their teens do. But it’s something for now

how many friends do you have?

7. The seventh one I just made recently, and it’s still sort of iffy if we’ll actively be friends. We’ve known each other for years, and she’s called me her friend before, but we’ve never like. Hung out, or talked literally ever. But I’ve always thought she seemed like a cool person and someone I wanted to be friends with, and sometime last month or so (she was staying on our couch due to family complications) I outright told her “Hey, you seem like a cool person, and I’d love to be better friends with you J” and by some miracle that WORKED. She called me a nerd for that and we’ve saw Wonder Woman with our moms. I lent her a book from the library (The Goose Girl by Shannon Hale, wonderful book, literally the first in my favorite book series!), and she’s really loving it so far! We’re gonna hang out Sunday, so hopefully we click well and I truly will have successfully made my first friend where I was the one who approached!

whats the worst thing you have ever done?

One time when I was younger I had a fight with my mom. Recalling correctly, I was upset that she ‘loved God more than me’ and during that fight she ‘let go’ and said that I was more important to her. Immediately afterwards I made her take it back, and apologized profusely, and never said anything about her feeling God was more important ever again. And she forgave me, because that’s the kind of person she is, but I still feel like shit for it, and I’m so sorry I ever made her say that, whether she meant it or not. I feel so guilty about it even today. She told me that night that she let go so she could grab onto me and save me from drowning, and that even if she had let go, God would have never let her go, and he would save the both of us. I still wish I could make it so I’d never said that.

whats your favorite candle scent?

MMmmm, I dunno. Do they have cherry blossom? Cause that one

3 favorite boy names

Devon (Deh-von), Aiden (Ay-den), and uhhhh? Naruto. (Nar-oo-toe)

3 favorite girl names

Astrid (totally from Phantom Hourglass), Anaise (yes that’s from the Amazing World of Gumball I fell in love the second I heard it), aaaaaand ermmmmmm. Buzz Lightyear

favorite actor?

Will Smith? Morgan Freeman? Yeah, let’s go with them

favorite actress?

Will Smith? Morgan Freeman? Yeah, let’s go with them

who is your celebrity crush?

Me™

favorite movie?

Bambi, Jumanji, Jurassic Park, Pirates of the Carribean

do you read a lot? whats your favorite book?

I do, I do!! I love Forest Born from Shannon Hale’s Books of Bayern! It’s the 4th and last book in her series, and I love it so much! I recommend it for everyone! Adventure, fantasy, a little bit of romance, fun, and honest-to-god you feel like you’re in an old folk tale the whole time. It’s all a beautiful series.

money or brains?

Brains

do you have a nickname? what is it?

Moon, Moo, Moonmoon, Moonie

how many times have you been to the hospital?

A lot for reasons

top 10 favorite songs

Fireflies by Owl City

Last Unicorn by America (yes, from the movie the Last Unicorn)

Tabi no Tochuu by Kiyoura, Natsumi (aka the Spice and Wolf Season 1 Theme)

Something Entire New from Steven Universe

Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing by Set It Off

I Ship It by Not Literally (An ‘I Don’t Care’ parody, it’s hilarious and I love it, please go listen to it)

Blue Lips by Regina Spektor

Miss Jackson by Panic! At the Disco

E.T. by Katy Perry (I’m not even sure why I like this one so much, but I dooooo)

Girl with One Eye by Florence and the Machine

do you take any medications daily?

I do, antidepressants, which I started maybe 1 or 2 months ago after people suggesting I take medication for years

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)

Perfect™

No but I guess it’s fine? I live in a dry area, but my skin isn’t dried out at all, even before I put lotion on constantly. The crown of my forehead/my nose get a bit oily, but splashing my face every morning basically takes care of that. I feel kind of bad for saying I don’t really have any skin problems

what is your biggest fear?

My loved ones hating me, dying, or being hurt from my own inept, or me being unable to help them

how many kids do you want?

Two. One boy, one girl (or if one wants to change/be whatever gender later in life I really don’t care). One that’s mine genetically, one I’ve adopted. Before I would have preferred giving birth to a boy since Devon was always my favorite boy name (and my only favorite name period), but with my sister being pregnant recently I’ve randomly thought about girl names as well so now I’m chill with having a boy or girl first so I can name them either Devon or Anaise/Astrid. God forbid I have twins that are both boys/girls since A) twins run in my family, and B) I’m having only two kids period so if I got twin boys/girls then that’s it I’m done that’s the end for me

whats your go to hair style?

Two French braids that stay in my head for the whole week

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc)

It’s an apartment, so small

who is your role model?

My old cat Princess

what was the last compliment you received?

I legit don’t remember, but probably my mom telling me I’m gorgeous. Thanks mom, love you!

what was the last text you sent?

Me sending my group chat this

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?

You think I put a date on that ish?? I dunno, I think I was still in my old house, so anywhere from 6-8 maybe?

what is your dream car?

A car that has no pollution/carbon footprint, runs on sunlight and electricity, and is reliable, also it doubles as a stray cat home that doesn’t kill them if I turn it on

opinion on smoking?

My entire older family (aunts, uncles, cousins, older brother/sister), smoked. My aunt is a cancer survivor and STILL smokes. My brother and sisters father died from lung cancer. My mother’s parents died from lung cancer. My father smokes (yet expects to live to 100???). My mother is probably the only person in her immediate family that was completely disgusted by smoking. My brother and sister vape now, in their attempt to quit, but my sister would take a hit of our aunts cigarettes every now and then. I hate smoking. It kills. It’s addictive. It’s a waste of your money and brain power. What’s worse is the people (like my sister and aunt), who don’t give a fuck if it will kill you down the road because, according to my sister, “once you reach like, 70, the fun parts over, now you start dying anyways”. Fuck you. What about everyone you’re leaving behind? FUCK you. If you get cancer it’s not just you that’s affected, it’s everyone you love and care about. Your parents, your siblings, your friends, your children. They don’t want to see you die like this, decrepit, and weak. They want to see you healthy, and having fun, and HAPPY. Do they really mean so little to you that you would LITERALLY KILL YOURSELF just because of a 2-minute dopamine rush? I hate people like that. I will never date someone who smokes. That is 100% a deal breaker. I will never, EVER go through what my mother went through with her husband, and what so many others must have gone through.

My opinion on smoking is that it needs to be buried, like all the people it’s already killed.

do you go to college?

I do! I just finished my first semester (just English 101 for my first semester), with flying colors! 940/1000 points!

what is your dream job?

Anything with animals and where I can make a difference in the animal community

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs?

Rural areas. I hate the city and people

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels?

100% I paid a shit ton of money for this room and you don’t even provide free snacks. I brought my own shampoo/condition but you can bet your ass I’m taking all of theirs

do you have freckles?

Yes? No? Does it count if it’s like, one freckle? It’s not a cluster of freckles, but I have a lot of freckle-spots on the right side of my face, random other parts of my face, and various other parts of my body (and one where like, my dude the sun don’t shine there how’s you get there???)            

do you smile for pictures?

Absolutely!

how many pictures do you have on your phone?

Currently? I dunno, 100 or so?

have you ever peed in the woods?

100%

do you still watch cartoons?

Absolutely, they’re way more entertaining than anything else anyways

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds?

Wendy’s

Favorite dipping sauce?

Good ol’ ketchup

what do you wear to bed?

Mismatching pajamas, and gorgeous dark blue blue shirt and blue leopard spot Victoria’s Secret pajamas that came with a matching eyemask that my aunt got me for Christmas and they have a cute shirt cut, the pants make me look curvy, I look damn good in them, they’re my favorite color, and most importantly they have POCKETS and it’s literally my favorite pair of pajamas I love them

have you ever won a spelling bee?

No, but I was in a spelling bee! Literally no idea how I got in, I think the best speller of each class was just. Automatically put in? I was naturally good at spelling and randomly got in the spelling bee, was terrified of being on stage, and got my first word wrong because the fuck? How did I get in this?? I’m 9, I’m not studying for this get me off this Awful Stage stop looking at me

what are your hobbies?

Writing, drawing, video games, teasing my cats, roleplaying, and hiking if I was anywhere away from the city

can you draw?

Yes!

do you play an instrument?

Does my voice count?

what was the last concert you saw?

Hilary Duff, when I was like 12. First and only concert I’ve ever seen in my life. Almost the best night of my tiny 12 year old life, but my friend’s mom was a dick and told me to calm down when I was screaming, singing, and cheering, and I spent the rest of the concert sitting in my seat and feeling embarrassed and awkward. Who the fuck tells a 12 year old to calm down when she’s at her first concert with her best friend with their favorite artist in the world??? You’re a fucking dick biscuit, Friend’s Mom.

tea or coffee?

W a t e r

I hate both of those. Though peppermint tea is okay, not that I’d drink it outside of being sick

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?

Starbucks, but only for a cinnamon twist pastry thingy

do you want to get married?

I do!

what is your crush’s first and last initial?

I have never had a crush for realsies, only an ‘lol I thought I had a crush but nevermind’

are you going to change your last name when you get married?

If my name sounds good with their last name, yes. If not, sorry honeycakes, I’m keeping my name. They’re more than welcome to change their last name if they so choose.

what color looks best on you?

White, black, red

do you miss anyone right now?

Princess, my old cat

And Fern and Thatcher, my best friends

do you sleep with your door open or closed?

Closed, because I don’t want my kittens to get in. I used to sleep with it open exclusively so my old cat Princess could get in and out

do you believe in ghosts?

Sure

what is your biggest pet peeve?

Self-righteous people

last person you called

My mom’s case manager

favorite ice cream flavor?

Cookie dough without chocolate chips

regular oreos or golden oreos?

ReGuLaR

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles?

NO!!!!!!!!!

what shirt are you wearing?

Black superman shirt I wear for pjs

what is your phone background?

My old cat Princess

are you outgoing or shy?

Shy, unless I’m around people I’m comfortable with. Then I’m shy but a bit more sociable

do you like it when people play with your hair?

Oh god yes. I want to fall asleep if I ever have someone doing my hair and it’s at the Not Ripping Out Your Hair part. God it feels great. Tbh I wouldn’t be surprised if that was a turn on for me

do you like your neighbors?

Hell no they’re all awful

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning?

In the morning. And “wash” is a bit formal, my face-washing is more of a splash-your-face-wake-up-you-lazy-bastard kind of washing. Sometimes I splash it a few times to wake myself up more or take some oil off the oilier parts of my face, but I rarely/never use facewash or anything. It’s just water.

have you ever been high?

Nope

have you ever been drunk?

Nu-uh

last thing you ate?

Some cheap microwave chimichanga

favorite lyrics right now

Why not let me win? – You can’t dodge forever. Even if the pain is more fun together! You know I will just reset and come back newer :) and with every try I’m getting even faster than you are.

summer or winter?

Summer, if I can actually go outside and enjoy it and am not trapped in my black scrubs all day. Winter if I can look out the window and enjoy it

day or night?

Night

dark, milk, or white chocolate?

White chocolate when paired with other things, milk chocolate when by itself

favorite month?

April

what is your zodiac sign

Scorpio!

who was the last person you cried in front of?

My mom

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Hoenn Saga Team Maqubi's Journal Day 1: The Beginning of a new Legacy

This is Skidds... Skidds the Mudkip. I don't know why I started writing this journal, but apparently everyone in the party heard a voice telling us to continue a legacy. I don't know who told us this, but we all saw some red all red and slim- no, oozy. I don't really get it, but I guess it wouldn't hurt to try. Besides if someone finds this journal in the future, we could all be rich and famous! Though some of us would probably be dead lol. 

 Anyways... Maqubi made her way to Petalburg woods in her usual VERY tight clothing... (*Slurp*). Maqubi ran into a Pokemon called Shroomish and with Denyce's help she caught it. Oh lookie here it's another female! My harem is growing (Shut up Dudebirb)! Although no one seems to consider themselves to be in it... oh well they'll soon change their minds I bet. Maqubi decided to name her The Game... lol what the heck kind of name is that? Oh well, what Maqubi says goes I guess. Denyce and Shinz went over to greet her, giving licks as greetings and checking our her sent. They ended up getting all dizzy and weird. Vida and Dudebirb tried to get them back to their senses but with poor results. What happened is something that shouldn't be written here... but here it goes. What happened was [CENSORED] and wow was that crazy... (*Slurp*). 

 Maqubi decided to give Vida a chance to get stronger, with the help of Dudebirb (a bird helping a worm, how ironic). After having Vida level up from Dudebirb eating an entire team of Wurmples while Vida watched in horror, Maqubi ran into some nerd looking for Shroomish. Must've been after the "special" powers of Shroomish. Just as he started talking to Maqubi, some jerk who said he was in Team Aqua showed up and threatened the said Devon Researcher nerd. He was such a wuss and pushed Maqubi to fight for him. He sent out a Poochyena which was lvl 9, the strongest foe we fought so far, so I was sent out. It didn't do jack, and I drowned it in my own water (some of it may have been pee/vomit). Because of me, Vida leveled up and learned Poison Sting. That must've raised a flag or two eh? Afterwards, that Devon jerk was all thankful and stuff for what Maqubi did, and rewarded her by shoving his balls into her face... wait a minute... (*Slurp*). Er... anyway, that Team Aqua jerk said something about Rustboro and that nerd was really freaked out. Wonder what's up? Maqubi ran into another bug catcher who said that if bring Bug Pokemon to school, you'll become popular. Dafuqs a school and will my harem grow if I bring Veda to it? Dudebirb messed up his team of bugs, so I guess he won't be popular anytime soon, and he learned Quick Attack... haha... quick.... 

Maqubi got out of Petalburg Woods and talked to some guy who liked putting seeds into his mouth and spitting them out (lol) and he gave her TM09 Bullet Seed (lol). I don't know about Maqubi... but she seemed like she would swallow seeds instead. For some reason that probably shouldn't be in this journal. Maqubi walked into a flower shop where some cute girl gave her a Wailer Pail to help her cultivate berries. Heck yeah something to use for food! And battle stuff of course, but more importantly food! Maqubi was challenged to a battle against some rich guy. I totally doused his Poochyena. He gave his prize money to Maqubi which was a lot, and at the same time checking her out. No body stares at my women! I sprayed some water on his pants (totally pee) and he ran away all embarrassed. What a dork! Maqubi was challenged by another trainer, this time a cute girl. Dudebirb beat her team pretty easily, and because of him, Vida got enough exp to evolve into Cascoon. She got... harder... but more curvey so it's not all bad. But Dudebirb probably raised a flag, I won't lose to him! 

Well Maqubi is tired, so I guess that's that for today. I'll had this journal to someone else tomorrow because my nonexistent fingers are cramping!

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