#we won this season besties...
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haiii plz ignore this if your requests are closed 🙇🏻♀️ but I'm begging you to give us george who's totally in love with someone from the camera crew and the drivers start making fun of him for it but it's all fluff ♥️
summary; mercedes have a strict policy regarding office romance, but that can't stop Totally Spies because they can't read
pairing; george russell x fem! camera operator! reader [ no faceclaim ]
a/n; im so sorry if this isn't as funny as usual im rusted and dusted from exam season anyway HERE WE GOOO HERE WE GOOO ON A MISSION UNDERCOVER AND WE'RE IN CONTROL HERE WE GOO HERE WE GOOO WE'RE TOTALLY SPIES SO WE'LL GET ON WITH THE SHOW
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alex_albon He's going to look back at this post and curse my entire bloodline isn't he
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georgerussell63 Alright then, what's all this about
alex_albon It'll all be revealed in time...
georgerussell63 Your old wizard impression is serving
scuderiayummy the f1 gc must be booming rn bc what does this even mean, alexander.
charlielecunt If I see "breaking news: george russell found dead in a ditch" in 30 mins I'm gonna lose it
pierreleftsock "time to take george to football, live up the bugatti weeee"
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georgerussell63 I won in the name of the people
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miss.sainz55 this is better than 95% of the enemies to lovers books i've read
typicallyleclerc what happened to the original plot of the movie
applenorizz bitches be like "can't stand her fake ass" 10 minutes later "me and the bestie"
landonorris i feel the urge to bash your head in a wall
georgerussell63 Digital footprint
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ynusername on a mission undercover and we're in control
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36rg Alexa, play "They Don't Know About Us" by One Direction
ynusername THEY DON'T KNOW HOW SPECIAL YOU AREEEE
britney_alex_clover Now all you have to do is avoid being spotted together by the public eye, your boss, all of your friends, your family and also the entire human population
britney_alex_clover also please stop flirting on promo vid sets that shit is cringe as fuck
britney_alex_clover I find it adorable
britney_alex_clover no one cares what u think charles
britney_alex_clover Wow.
britney_alex_clover Guys
britney_alex_clover Sorry
britney_alex_clover Hello 👋
britney_alex_clover alright who let maximilian in
36rg Who let any of you menaces in
britney_alex_clover careful loverboy, i've got HR on the phone
36rg And I know what you did with the trophy after Vegas
britney_alex_clover OKAYYYY LET'S ALL JUST CALM DOWN
britney_alex_clover what the fuck
36rg Eyes and ears everywhere, Norris
britney_alex_clover Wait, is that why I still can't get it to light up? Did you break another one???
britney_alex_clover can someone ban max off this account thank you
britney_alex_clover and while you're at it can you tell the trophy company to start making trophies that look less edible
pic credits: instagram and pinterest
blog taglist: @coffeehurricanes @iifloweringnightsii @jsjcue @lanando4 @fastcarsandshit @christianpulisic10 @allygatcr @marshmummy @ravisinghs-wife (happy race week everyoneee im so glad to be back)
#george russell#george russell x reader#george russell x you#f1 social media au#f1 instagram au#f1 x reader#f1 imagine#f1 fanfic#f1#f1 fic
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🏁 Winner, winner, chicken dinner - EO31
SUMMARY: Social media au, y/n is an f1 driver for porsche. 2 best friends finally get a clue.
PAIRING: Esteban ocon x fem!reader
Y/N13
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Y/N13 Proud of porsche 🖤
Sorry to end silly season before it begins, but here's to another year!
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Estebanocon how long did that take you to think of?
↳ Y/N13 dont...
↳ User1 not him exposing her like that 💀
User2 yesss! Our queen is slaying staying
PorscheF1 We'd want no one else! 🔥💛
↳ alex_albon do I mean nothing to you?
↳ Y/N13 I love you Porsche admin 😍😍
↳ PorscheF1 😳
↳ Estebanocon stop flirting with the poor admin
↳ landnorris jealous? 🤨
↳ User5 ok Grandpa, lets get you into bed
User3 Can't wait to watch next weeks gp
User4 I'm taking time off work to watch next weeks grand prix! Cant wait to see you smash it, Hungary here i come!!
User5 She's such a porsche girly, I'm living for it
User6 I dont want, I NEED that jacket
↳ User5 ikr, its GORGEOUS
Estebanocon
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Estebanocon I don't know what to write I'm lost for words we just won the Hungarian @ f1GrandPrix i will forever remember this moment!!🔥 Thank you to @ alpinef1team, without them I would not have made it, and what a drive by the legend himself @ fernandoalo_oficial he's part of this too
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alpinef1team 🔥🔥
↳ User6 alpine fr love their fire emojis
↳ alpinef1team 🔥
Y/N13 King of long captions and king of the podium!
↳ Estebanocon let me celebrate in peace
↳ User5 Mum help, they're flirting again
↳ User7 you are delulu
User8 You only got that win cause of Fernando clown 🤡
User9 💩
User10 Not the toxic Fernando fan boys in the comments 💀
fernandoalo_oficial Congrats 😁👍
↳ Estebanocon next win is yours 😉
Y/N13 added to her story!
Y/N13 Estie my bestie, we party like no others.
Reply...
landonorris I was there too you know
Y/N13 🥱
landonorris Of course you're only focused on him
Y/N13 whats that supposed to mean?
landonorris nothinggggg ;)
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lando.jpg Podium pals 😎
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User11 She looks like a godess... And they're... there.
Y/N13 Did Estie dirty there lmao
↳ lando.jpg Estie? interesting
↳ User5 HA he's so us
User6 lando got those moves 🕺
Estebanocon It was a great night to end a great day
mclaren looking good Lando! 🔥
charles_leclerc This is charles erasure
↳ lando.jpg Next time dont DNF then 🤷♂️
↳ User15 He didnt 💀
User14 Ocon embracing the squirrel
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F1gossip seems it's not just lando norris who got tired during the Belgian GP! Y/n L/n and Esteban Ocon caught snuggling up during the red flag
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User5 INTERESTING
User15 They're childhood friends, obviously they're comfy with eachother
↳ User16 Let us L/nOcon shippers live in delusion ok
User17 When is it my tuuuurn
User18 why is no one talking about how cute lando looks
User19 Lando in the liiiikes??
↳ User20 He's the #1 f1 gossiper, of course he's in the likes
Y/N13
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Y/N13 And thats how you celebrate P2
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User16 Who's the person you're playing uno with?
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↳ User1 More importantly who won
↳ User3 As if Y/n would ever let a man beat her
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↳ User8 She did in the race today
↳ User5 You did NOT, thats FOUL
Estebanocon I'm not accepting this slander, I beat her
↳ Y/N13 LIES
maxverstappen1 Congrats on P2, offended you didn't come out partying with us
↳ Y/N13 But merlin...
↳ User15 She's so real for choosing to watch her fave show instead of going out partying
PorscheF1 p1 here we come! 🏆🔥
↳ User21 why do all admins love the fire emoji?
↳ PorscheF1 🔥
↳ mclaren 🔥
↳ alpinef1team 🔥
landonorris You watched merlin WITHOUT ME???
↳ Y/N13 sucks to suck ig
↳ landonorris :(
User6 Her celebrating her podium with him instead of the rest of the grid 😚
↳ User10 It's so cute
↳ User22 I dont get it, are they dating
↳ landonorris not yet
↳ User5 He ships it harder than us i swear
User23 Soft launch?
↳ User24 They're BEST FRIENDS, this is not a soft launch 😭
Y/N13
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Y/N13 Happy birthday Estie bestie, 15 in a caravan turned to 25 in an f1 car so quick 🖤
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Estebanocon I hate you
↳ Y/N13 you love meeee
↳ landnorris Just kiss already pls
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↳ User5 Ayo?
User17 The media team did NOT see this one looool
User5 Bestie, the last pic I-
User23 I love it when me and my bestfriend cuddle all platonic style, jokingly flirt and have date nights... girl who you fooling?
User18 He's so baby girl
User15 They're in love
↳ User24 You're delusional (I believe you)
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Y/N13 Winner winner chicken dinner, what more can I say?
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User5 How about explaining that kiss!!??!?!
PorscheF1 Could not be prouder.
User25 Girl, WHAT does that mean?
landonorris Next step, first ever joint championship 😎
↳ Y/N13 in your dreams buddy
↳ landonorris i dont deserve this
Estebanocon We only know how to win
charles_leclerc Best person to share a podium with
↳ maxverstappen1 What am i?
↳ charles_leclerc a pain
F1gossip
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F1gossip Passionate displays from Y/n after her first Grand prix win, rushing off the podium to kiss childhood friend Esteban Ocon. Does this reveal a secret side to their relationship? Or was it a heat of the moment decision?
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User5 WE WON
User24 The pining is overrrr
User22 Y/n and Esteban finally getting together WAS on my 2021 bingo card!
↳ User26 Be honest, how many years has it been on there?
↳ User22 ....
Estebanocon
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Estebanocon the spider to my man
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Y/N13 you think you're smooth
↳ Estebanocon the smoothest
Y/N13 finally get to say i love youuuuuuu (in a non platonic way!!)
↳ Estebanocon I'll help you reach any apple you want
↳ User20 everyday i wake up knowing ill never have this
User6 I have to know, @ landonorris how much of this was you?
↳ landonorris at least 60%
↳ User14 Only 60?
↳ landonorris the pining was crazy
Y/N13
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Y/N13 finally got a clue
Estebanocon only took 20 years
#esteban ocon#esteban ocon x reader#f1 imagine#f1#f1 x reader#formula one#formula 1#formula 1 x reader#formula 1 imagine#estie bestie#f1 smau#🏁 - matts f1 works
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description: in which yn wolff, daughter of toto wolff, is best friends with almost everyone on the grid, but when suspicions of her dating one of the drivers are raised the fans are a bit confused at first
pairings: charles leclerc x reader, platonic!grid x reader
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caption: recently 🤍
lewishamilton so happy you’re joining us for the season again!!
yn.wolff can’t wait to see you guys again :)
carlossainz55 i still can’t believe you beat lando, george and me with karting again…
yn.wolff i’m just talented like that 😌
charles_leclerc do you need a reminder of who won and who became second?
landonorris shhh don’t burst her bubble mate she was so happy when she thought she beat you for once
f1fangirl yn being besties with the grid is the best thing ever, they’re friendships are so cute 🥹
lewis44pal super random but does anyone else get the feeling she could be dating one of the boys?
f1wags she does seem pretty close to lewis? with toto as her dad it would make sense ig
ricsshoey how can someone be so pretty omg 😭
@yn.wolff
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caption: went for a little walk, bumped into some people :P
toto_wolff well this explains why i couldn’t find you anywhere in the garage
charles_leclerc phew who are those two handsome guys in red? 😏
yn.wolff i am never taking your picture again 👍
lilymhe my fav paddock babe, ily 🫶
yn.wolff aaa ilym lils mwah <33
lewis44pal omg guys, lewis has been really active on yn’s insta and now he liked her post and he’s in the first picture? i’m getting a little suspicious 🤨
@yn.wolff added to their story!
@charles_leclerc added to their story!
@yn.wolff
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caption: a little getaway 🏂 <3
maxverstappen1 i hope he fell down the slopes lmao
yn.wolff oh he sure did, i was the one who pushed him ;)
carlossainz55 i'm still laughing at the video you sent to the gc
pierregasly let's all say thank you yn because that video is the best blackmail ever
lewishamilton i hope you guys had fun! 😚
yn.wolff thanks lew! we really did :))
f1wags wait... so it's not lewis but then who is it?
@charles_leclerc
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caption: what a way to come back after a small break! couldn't be happier to be on the podium again, thank you to everyone for working so hard and of course as always the tifosi for your never ending support ❤️ (p.s i guess that good luck charms do exist ;))
georgerussel63 congrats mate!
yn.wolff you did so good! congrats char :)
charles_leclerc thank you so much yn <3
carlossainz55 🔥🔥🔥
leclercsleftwing i'm not the only one seeing this right? charles and yn? is she his goodluck charm? my heart can't take this wtf
f1wags what if the person he’s smiling at in the last picture is yn 🥹
@yn.wolff
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caption: now playing "i'm in love with you" - the 1975
isahernaez beautiful as always 🫶 and those flowers, adorable!
susie_wolff cuties ❤️
ricsshoey OMG SHE'S SOFT LAUNCHING IT
f1fangirl everybody stay calm (i'm not staying calm and i'm already so invested) 😭
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this is my first fic/insta au ever AAAA, i hope you guys like it and let me know if you want a part 2 i guess??
#ferrari#formula 1#charles lecrelc#charles leclerc x reader#x reader#fem reader#female reader#reader insert#f1 2023
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Batter up!
Chapters 1 & 2 coming to AO3 on November 12, 2023, featuring art by @thatnerdemryn and a playlist by @steves-strapcollection, written for @steddiebang
Summary: All Steve wants for the 2023 baseball season is for the media to leave him alone for once. His reputation is still suffering after he was caught last season in a very compromising position with one of his teammates, and he just wants to lay low and play a good season. A trip to the World Series wouldn't hurt either.
A voice from his past has other plans, though.
Eddie hasn't been able to forget what the two of them had together when they were in high school, or his promise to Steve when they parted ways the summer after senior year: Someday I'll write a whole album for you. It's been a decade, and all the pieces are in place for Eddie to finally make good on that promise.
Steve is in for a roller coaster of a season.
Sneak peek under the cut
It’s around sunrise when he wakes with his alarm, properly this time, and he finds seven missed calls from Robin, and another text message from her.
Call me. This is a PR call, not a bestie call. Get up.
So Steve calls his publicist, Robin Buckley, rather than his best friend Rob.
“Jesus, it’s about damn time,” she says by way of greeting.
“I just woke up, Rob. What do you want?”
“Eddie’s album came out today.”
Steve waits, but Robin doesn’t say anything else. “Okay? Why am I supposed to care? I haven’t spoken to Eddie Munson in almost ten years.”
“I need you to open Spotify and just. Look at the album art.”
“I don’t even remember what his fucking band is even called,” Steve lies, putting Robin on speaker, and then he thumbs his way through his apps to open Spotify. Pulling up the search feature, Steve taps in the name of Eddie’s band and right there, under recently released, is the new Corroded Coffin album.
Batter up!, it’s called.
On the cover is Eddie Munson, looking just as wild as he did in high school and not a day older than he looked the last time Steve saw him. Eddie’s big, dark eyes are trained on the camera, and he’s got his body turned sideways. He is wearing a generic baseball uniform in blue and gray. He’s got a baseball bat positioned between strong thighs, sticking out from between his legs in an obscene suggestion of an erection. There are nails sticking out of the end of the bat and the album title is embossed on the barrel. Eddie’s hand, big and veiny, is gripped around the taper, a light gray sweatband on his wrist. He is either wearing an athletic cup underneath those fucking pants or he’s sporting some very real half chub action. What the hell.
“Jesus H. Christ. Is that… Robin, is that a number seven on his fucking wristband?” Steve asks flatly.
“That’s what you’re focusing on?”
Steve ignores her. He can’t focus on anything else. Not if he wants to keep his hard-won sanity. “We could always sue him.”
“That would mean owning up to a lot,” Robin says carefully. “I listened to it, Steve. The lyrics aren’t subtle.”
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Penalty Box Series— Trevor Zegras Edition (Six)
23-24 Season Masterlist
previous: five
next: seven
OCTOBER 28, 2023
these have been short lately i’m so sorry
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yourusername welcome back to my postgame penalty box update show: MY BABY DADDY SCORED HIS FIRST GOAL OF THE SEASON EDITION!
tonight, my duckies won 7-4 against the flyers! coincidentally, the only time the ducks scored 7 goals last season was also in a 7-4 win where trevor scored and stromer assisted on it! isn't that fun? yay stats! that's my mans and my hero!
you'll notice that i put 0.5 as the penalty count, and that's because z sat for a too many men bench penalty, which don't count towards his personal minutes, but he was still in the box!
and our son! he's taking after his father with his second penalty of the season! i’m so proud of you, leo! i love you! we love criminals in the zegras-hughes family <3
i’m so proud of you guys! you're 3-0 on the roadie so far, with one more game to go! this is your season, boys! i love you!
my love, i’m so incredibly happy for you, and beyond proud! here's to the first of many! (i chugged my drink when he scored to celebrate btw so if you're currently drinking— chug! chug! chug! chug!) i love you, always, sweet boy🧡
p.s. FRANKY TANKY! MY BOY! CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR SECOND HATTY! YOU AND AUSTON PAPI MATTHEWS ARE NOW THE ONLY TWO IN THE NHL WITH TWO HATTIES! IT'S YOUR YEAR, BESTIE! I'M SO PROUD OF YOU! I LOVE YOU! MWAH!
p.s.s. coachy cro, never stop sending z in as the default criminal! it brings me immense joy!
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trevorzegras i love that you love stats, my precious little weirdo! i wouldn't know my accomplishments without you telling me them🧡 i love you, forever
yourusername y/n "sissy" soon to be zegras-hughes: professional event planner, professional nerd, professional fiancé supporter
trevorzegras damn right
lhughes_06 JUST fiancé supporter?
jackhughes sissy, your brothers exit
colecaufield sissy, your friends exist
yourusername @/lhughes_06 @/jackhughes @.colecaufield i’m an amateur supporter of the rest of you <3
jamie.drysdale you two are bad influences on your son
yourusername YOU TAKE THAT BACK, DRYSDALE! HE CAME THIS WAY AND WE LOVE HIM!
trevorzegras we're trying our best!
leocarlssoon i take offense to this
yourusername SEE! YOU BROKE THE BABY! YOU BUMBLE FUCK BITCH!
jamie.drysdale @/yourusername okay okay i’m sorry! you're doing great! you'll be a great mom to your twins! i didn't mean it!
jackhughes @/yourusername does this mean i’m your favorite ex husband?
yourusername @/jackhughes no <3
user59 when sissy says chug, you chug!
frank_vatrano thanks, y/n/n! i love you, too! your new hat trick medals are definitely a plus
yourusername ya girl has a big brain!!
frank_vatrano she does😂
maxjones98 @/yourusername how much stuff for goodie bags and awards do you actually have on hand right now?
yourusername @/maxjones98 a lot! i have so much faith in my duckies! and my other boys!
trevorzegras @/maxjones89 her craft room has a bookshelf full of the stuff she includes with drawers labeled individually for all of us
frank_vatrano @/trevorzegras doesn't she also give bags to canucks, devils, and habs when we play them?
trevorzegras @/frank_vatrano it's a huge bookshelf
jamie.drysdale @/trevorzegras don't forget the stack of boxes to mail first goal trophies and personal record awards
trevorzegras @/frank_vatrano what he said
maxjones98 @/trevorzegras your girl is so amazingly sweet it's insane
yourusername @/maxjones98 JONESEY! YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME CRY!
user40 the ducks?? on a win streak?? somebody made a deal with a god
_quinnhughes i think z should be at -1
yourusername 2 minute penalty for being a rude head. go sit in your bathtub.
trevorzegras you heard my baby mama! go!
_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras @/yourusername STOP WITH THE BABY DADDY AND MAMA
trevorzegras @_quinnhughes NO
yourusername MAKE ME
_quinnhughes oh dear god
user6 sissy and z are gonna make quinn go grey at 24😭
leocarlssoon i love you too mom😂
yourusername you're swimming so well!! you're such a good duckling!!!
leocarlssoon i try
yourusername you're succeeding!
user61 z pulled a quinn after he scored fr
colecaufield @/trevorzegras THAT'S MY MAN!
trevorzegras PLAY INSANE IN THE BRAIN!
yourusername his goal song might be by vanilla ice, but my mans is not vanilla
colecaufield @/yourusername why? just why?
jackhughes MY EYES
lhughes_06 AHHHH
trevorzegras @/yourusername ;)
_quinnhughes @/yourusername MINORS! THERE COULD BE MINORS READING THIS!
jamie.drysdale this is why i moved
yourusername @/jamie.drysdale stfu no it's not
colecaufield @/jamie.drysdale you were a tough soldier
user75 sissy gives no fucks about a digital footprint oh my god
_alexturcotte our boy is giving the rockettes a run for their money
yourusername his true dream is to be a vegas show girl
_alexturcotte shame he had to settle for hockey
yourusername truly
trevorzegras @/yourusername you're my new dream
yourusername @/trevorzegras that's sweet but we were teasing you and you ruined it
_alextucotte @/trevorzegras MOMENT RUINER
trevorzegras i can't win
jackhughes @/trevorzegras about time! that's my boy!
trevorzegras got these flashing lights on me🚨
yourusername that... i think made sense... i might have cracked the hockey boy code with this one!
jackhughes @/yourusername big brain
trevorzegras @/yourusername that's my girl!
#penalty box series#trevor zegras#trevor zegras fanfic#trevor zegras x reader#trevor zegras au#trevor zegras imagine#trevor zegras edit#trevor zegras series#trevor zegras x y/n#trevor zegras fic#trevor zegras insta edit#quinn hughes#jack hughes#luke hughes#jamie drysdale#leo carlsson#cole caufield#alex turcotte#nhl imagine#hockey imagine
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MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (23-24 SZN PART 13)
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y/ndevils00 DOWN WITH THE WILD!!
oh hello, welcome back to y/n’s post-game show! i’m your host, y/n! today i’ll be discussing the New Jersey Devils vs the Minnesota Tame (because they weren’t very “wild” tonight!)
for the first time of the season, the Devils scored first with an opening goal from my sweet “bord och stolar”! (isn’t that cute?! Bratt-man is teaching me swedish nicknames! that one is “angel baby”!)
we didn’t get any more goals in the first, but dig-Doug DID get a penalty for tripping! he was reprimanded thoroughly!
however, we got not one, not two, but THREE goals in second period! giving us a 4-2 lead!! Uncle Tyler the Smiler got our first goal of the period, and less than a minute later, Uncle U-Haula gave us a goal! i love my uncles!! and late into the period, we got ANOTHER goal from my sweet Bratter! I LOVE THIS TEAM SO MUCH!
and no goals for us in the third, but that’s okay because we still won 4-3!!
Lukey assisted TWO goals tonight and was a star of the game for the first time ever!! i couldn’t be prouder of him!! he is NOT proud of me though, because i tripped on the way to the car and knocked him down like a domino… I’M SORRY, SMUSH! PLEASE FORGIVE ME! I’M WEARING HEELS AND YOUR BROTHER WOULDN’T HOLD MY HAND!
p.s. i miss my slut and i need my bestie number 1 to do something so i can be proud of him too
p.p.s. Maraschino Cherry would like me to inform you all that he, too, got an assist tonight and i’m very proud of him… kiss-ass
p.p.p.s. @/vlaroseefleury tell flower that it was nice seeing him again and thanks for not going too hard on us! i did not, however, appreciate him flirting with my boyfriend! please get ahold of your man, Veronique!
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user83 aww why wouldn’t Jack hold your hand?!
y/ndevils00 because he was intimidated by my tallness 😪
jackhughes i was not! i wouldn’t hold your hand because you smacked my ass in front of the whole team and then said “it’s okay, my little red m&m, you’ll get a point next game!”
y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes so you decided to blast THAT on my insta comments rather than let people think you were intimidated by me wearing heels that made me your height???
jackhughes i never win this mind game
_quinnhughes is this a show now? i thought it was a recap post
y/ndevils00 please don’t kill my vibe. i don’t wanna be miserable like you
jackhughes you keep saying you wanna get married, but i don’t think you’re realizing there’s only one kind of hughes: miserable
y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes i’ll be the happy hughes! i’ve met your mom plenty, she’s happy! the MEN are miserable, and that’s the way it always should be!
john.marino97 jumping up and down in front of him and trying to kiss his forehead was not “reprimanding”
y/ndevils00 you worry about your punishments and i’ll worry about mine!
john.marino97 it wasn’t a punishment! he was laughing and eventually had to bend down so you could kiss his forehead cause you almost twisted your ankle! then you told him in a creepily happy voice “don’t do it again, hammy! okay?”
y/ndevils00 you’re just jealous that i love him more than you
john.marino97 i already know that’s untrue because you got drunk the other night and wouldn’t let me go and kept crying and saying you loved me and i was your best friend and that you would give up everything in the galaxy for me if i ever “wanted my teeth back”
y/ndevils00 well if i were you, i would want MY teeth back— i’d be pretty pissed if mine got knocked out
john.marino97 well you’re not a hockey player, so i would hope yours never do get knocked out
user02 DID SHE JUST TAG FLEURY’S WIFE AND DISS HIM?! 😭
user27 it seems like she KNOWS them?! HOW DOES SHE KNOW THEM
vlaroseefleury i’ll let him know! wish i could’ve seen you as well! and i apologize on the flirting, i’m working on that!
y/ndevils00 i appreciate it! miss you!
user15 why was jack watering his LEGS?! 😭
y/ndevils00 he’s trying to grow!
tofff73 did i just get a new nickname?
y/ndevils00 you did! do you like it?
jackhughes if you don’t like it, lie to her
tofff73 i love it!
y/ndevils00 oh yay!!
holtz_10 tablespoons and chairs.
y/ndevils00 excuse me?
holtz_10 you just called Jesper your “sweet table and chairs” . “angel baby” is just “ängel baby”
y/ndevils00 I’VE BEEN BETRAYED! @/jesperbratt HOW COULD YOU?!
jesperbratt Jack made me?
jackhughes @/jesperbratt hey! i didn’t do shit this time! this was all you!
jesperbratt yeah, i’m sorry, i couldn’t resist, it was too funny. i love you!
y/ndevils00 @/jesperbratt i’m telling Nicole!
jackhughes i wasn’t even acknowledged but i earned 3 pictures! i love you, pretty dove!
y/ndevils00 that’s what happens when you’re sleeping with the host! aww i love you too, babygirl!
jackhughes and there it is!
nicohischier how do you miss me? you saw me today
y/ndevils00 am i not allowed to miss you being on the ice? jeez! a girl can’t spread love, i guess!
nicohischier fine, i miss you too?
y/ndevils00 you literally saw me today, why are you so obsessed with me?
dawson1417 next game!
y/ndevils00 next game! for sure!
dawson1417 or the game after!
y/ndevils00 no. NEXT GAME!
dawson1417 oh, okay- copy that 🫡
trevorzegras ya know, i got a goal last night
y/ndevils00 nobody asked
trevorzegras actually, you did, last night. you texted me “DID YOU GET A GOAL YET? I COULDN’T WATCH! I WAS BUSY [MAKING OUT WITH] YOUR BEST FRIEND!”
y/ndevils00 i mean, that wasn’t entirely what i said, but sure, i guess i asked
trevorzegras i couldn’t say a direct quote, it was rated R for raunchy
dougieham that was a horrible reprimanding! VERY scary!
y/ndevils00 mhm! that’s how you know i mean business! i’m glad it worked though!
john.marino97 a kiss on his forehead means you mean business?
y/ndevils00 @/john.marino97 GET OUT OF HERE!
lhughes_06 i’ll forgive you, but next time, just hold MY hand if you have to! you almost broke my nose!
y/ndevils00 okay :( i’m sorry
lhughes_06 @/jackhughes go hold her hand, she’s sad
jackhughes i’m eating?
lhughes_06 @/jackhughes so you can’t multitask? what a boyfriend you are
jackhughes shut up, she’s cuddling LSH, she’ll be okay for 5 more minutes
ehaula i love you too, niece!
y/ndevils00 adopt me?
jackhughes once again, you have parents. AND a cousin who would lay me out if i ever let you get adopted by someone
ehaula yeah, i’m sorry, no adoption! we need your boyfriend!
y/ndevils00 why does no one love me?
jackhughes i love you very much! that’s why i cannot, in good conscience, let you get adopted
y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes that sounds a lot like you DON’T love me
jackhughes please just get off instagram and cuddle with the cat
y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes you can’t make me
lhughes_06 he’s coming to your bedroom, hide the phone!
#media management au!#media management series <3#jack hughes#jack hughes x reader#jack hughes imagine#jack hughes fic#jack hughes blurb#nj devils#nhl imagine#nhl fic#faithlynn’s insta edits <3#faithlynn’s writings <3
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i kind of sat down and thought about steve and robin cooking together, and then i entered a fugue state and came out of it with a little over 1.7k words written about them being domestic besties (domesties?). so um. enjoy :)
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Robin has destroyed one of her mom’s pans again, so she’s been banished to Steve’s house.
Well, okay, let’s back up.
Robin, waking up and feeling especially productive, had taken it upon herself to make some scrambled eggs. Nice and simple, right? So she had grabbed the first spatula and pan she could find, and… scrambled those eggs! She even remembered the salt and pepper! Unfortunately, as Robin had remembered after she oh-so-lovingly scraped off the nonstick coating, metal utensils and nonstick pans didn’t really get along. Oops. Panicking, she had scraped her mess into the trash and called Steve to pick her up. So, really, she had banished herself, preemptively.
“How the hell did you even do this much damage?” Steve asks, holding up the pan. The look of befuddlement on his face is picture perfect; you could teach children how to identify emotions with that face. Robin would pinch his cheek if she wasn’t so embarrassed.
“I don’t know! I just tried to make some eggs!”
“Rob, there’s like, a solid cube of—”
“A cube is a 3D object, dingus.”
“This is a 3D object!”
“Not in that way! It’s not a cube! You mean a square!”
Steve throws up his hands, one of them brandishing the pan and waving it around. “Fine! There’s a solid square…” Steve gives Robin a look. She nods her head at him in acquiescence. “... Of coating rubbed off of this thing. Why were you punishing your eggs like that?”
Robin leans back on the counter she’s been sitting on, legs swinging. Her heel hits the cabinet once, and Steve’s eye twitches, but he says nothing. Because he loves her. But she tries to avoid doing it again, for his sake. “I had to get that yolk distributed! I was working fast, Evie, the burner was on and I wanted it evenly mixed—!”
“So why didn’t you mix it in a bowl before that?!” Steve looks so stressed. It's kind of funny, given how unimportant the subject matter is. Robin suppresses a grin.
“I forgot! I was groggy!”
Steve groans, setting the ruined pan down and rubbing a hand over his face. “... When we move in together,” he says, pointing an accusatory finger at Robin, “I am keeping my metal utensils in a locked safe.”
The warm, fuzzy feeling that always appears when Robin is reminded of their future together, their permanence in each other’s lives, it fizzes and pops in her chest like a sparkler. It’s still such a comforting feeling, even after all these months.
It doesn’t stop her from antagonizing him a little. “Like I don’t know what combination you’ll set it to,” she scoffs. “I could just break in. To spite you.”
Steve sits with that for a moment. “You’re breaking my heart, Robbie, you know that? You break my heart.” Not a real comeback. She’s won their battle of the bits, this time around.
“Well, anyway,” Steve continues, “I am really hoping you didn’t eat those eggs after seasoning them with metal filings.”
“It wasn’t— I don’t think the coating is metal. I don’t know what it is, actually, but I don’t think it falls under metal filings.”
Steve hmms. “Well, it’s not, like, plastic, right? Or silicone? That would just melt.”
“Yeah, you’re right. Well, it can’t be metal, because it loses a fight with metal spatulas.”
Steve thinks for a second. “Is… God, I mean, I guess there are other, other uh… what’s the word? For, like, not from plants?”
Robin scrunches her brow in thought. “Synthetic? Inorganic?”
Steve snaps his fingers. “Yeah, both of those work. There’s probably things that aren’t plastic or metal that can be used to cook with, but it feels weird. That there’s another category out there.”
Robin nods in agreement, and they sit in companionable silence for a moment, contemplating on the nature of cookware.
“Anyway, no, I still haven’t eaten.”
Steve curses, gets up from leaning on his kitchen island, and steps over to the cabinets where he keeps his pots and pans. “Yes, God, okay, let me feed you. Still want eggs?”
“You know it!” Robin says, and Steve gets to cooking, bustling around the kitchen with practiced motions. It’s nice to watch him cook. He gets very focused, in a way that doesn’t usually come naturally to him. Steve doesn’t usually like talking while he’s cooking, but he hums bits of songs, bobs his head to the beat.
In no time at all he has a plate of scrambled eggs and toast in front of Robin, and she hops off the counter to sit at a stool at the kitchen island. She grabs the plate from Steve and smacks a wet kiss on his cheek, making him roll his eyes with a smile and subtly wipe her spit off.
Steve takes a seat across from her, and she notices that he doesn’t have anything. Did he already eat? “Did you already eat?” Robin asks.
Steve blinks. “Oh. No, I forgot.” He has a tendency to do that; when he cooks for someone, he can get so caught up in it that he forgets to make some for himself, and is left to scramble afterwards. “I’ll make myself some eggs after you’re done.”
An idea comes to mind. An attempt at redemption, maybe. “Let me?” Robin asks.
“And let you ruin my pans? No thanks.”
A flash of genuine hurt passes through Robin, and she lets it show on her face in the form of a pout. The comment isn’t unfounded, but… “No, please! I know what I did wrong, I’ll do better this time. I’m not sleepy anymore, either.” She just wants to take care of Steve like he takes care of her. She wants to feed him eggs, goddamnit! When was the last time anyone fed him eggs? Actually, if she thinks about that one, she’ll get sad, so she stops thinking about it.
Steve can obviously see her earnestness, and he softens. And rolls his eyes. But that’s just him being Steve, so Robin loves it. “Whatever you want, Birdie. Just don’t burn them. Oh, and use garlic powder.”
So Robin practically inhales the rest of her eggs and toast (very tasty, as always) and gets to work. Steve sits at his stool at the island, trying and failing not to watch Robin like a hawk as she bumbles around his kitchen (“That’s not enough garlic powder, Rob, put some more in there, it won’t bite!” and “Use the small pan on the top shelf— no, the other small pan. No, the other—”), but she does eventually get a plate of eggs and toast in front of him. Not as good looking as the one Steve presented her, but it smelled good, and didn’t have weird inorganic pan flecks in them. Steve gives her a sloppy kiss on her cheek this time, over-exaggerating and putting way too much saliva in it, seriously, was he a dog or something? Robin BLECH’d and rubbed at her cheek, but he looked happy at his plate of food, so. Overall success, even if sacrifices had to be made.
Robin leaned on the island on her elbows, face a foot away from Steve’s as he picked up a forkful of egg. He side-eyed her.
“Do you… want some…?”
Robin waved a hand at him. “No, dingus. Eat it! Do you like it?”
“Okay, okay!” Steve rolled his eyes and ate his forkful. Robin stared at him as he chewed, looking out for emotions such as delight and wonder, but also disgust and revulsion.
She found nothing. Steve looked normal. He ate another forkful, eyeing her.
“So?” Robin prods.
“They’re eggs?” Steve says, mouth still half full.
“Swallow!” Steve rolls his eyes and does as she asks. “Nothing else? They’re just eggs?”
Steve nods, shrugging a little. Robin feels a little let-down. The first time Steve had made her eggs, it was life-changing. He put heavy cream in them. Robin doesn’t think her parents had ever bought heavy cream in their lives.
Robin guesses that it makes sense, though. This is just how he makes eggs, duh. Still, it makes her feel kind of bad, that she couldn’t give Steve the same feeling he gave her.
Steve seems to sense her inner turmoil. “They’re— it’s good, though! You did a good job. I do like it.” He seems kind of… embarrassed, but grateful. “You didn’t have to make them for me. Thanks.”
Robin bumps his shoulder with her own, and then retreats to her seat, allowing him a bit more personal space. But not too much! She kicks at his shins, and he kicks back, a smile on his face.
Cleanup is easy as Steve washes the dishes and Robin dries. It’s the small, domestic things, like this, that make her so excited to eventually live together. It’s so easy and companionable, full of chatter about band practice and Dustin’s latest science experiment. She can’t wait to graduate.
After the dishes, though, they’re both at the kitchen island again, silently staring at the pan Robin had ruined at her house earlier.
“... It seems like a waste to throw away,” Robin complains.
“I know, right? But it’s, like, useless now.”
Robin hums. “I mean, no, it’s still like… metal. I feel like we should be melting it down.”
Steve stares at her. “In what world would it be more useful melted down?”
Robin squawks, indignant at her idea being challenged. “You know what I mean!”
“No I don’t! Do you just want a, a… what’s the word? A bar of metal.”
“Ingot.”
“Do you just want an ingot hanging out on our mantelpiece?!”
“Well, I didn’t before, but now I do!”
They look at each other for only a moment before dissolving into simultaneous giggles, shared joy crackling and leaping between them.
Steve settles down first. Still grinning, he turns to put the pan at the very top of a relatively bare cupboard. “Fine, we’ll just… keep this to be melted down later.”
Robin can’t do anything to stop the twin grin on her face, not that she would ever want to. “I love you, Evie.” The words come easy, and the delight and surprise on Steve’s face is as wonderful as always. He pulls her into a hug.
“I love you too, Rob.”
#this is my first time writing them and i think i have a good idea of them but. well. all first times doing anything can end up rough#i am largely happy with this though i just love these two. da besties#steve harrington#robin buckley#stobin#stranger things#quincy.txt#i will post this to ao3... tomorrow....... i stayed up way too late to write all of this but i was on a roll#oh and yeah i didn't alternate steve's pronouns here and that is mainly becuase i have a Timeline in mind for her gender journey#and he is not here yet. i imagine this to be in like november. a few months after starcourt but before s4#took so much effort not to alternate the pronouns though sorry stevie i love you bbg you are always bigender don't worry#my fics
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I’m beyond terrified but also excited for ToE part 2. Please don’t kill Bob bestie.
I’m so sorry. But I really don’t make the rules. Welcome to hell. Part two of three.
Warnings: Major character death. Domestic Violence. Domestic abuse against a child. Attempted drowning. Bradley Bradshaw x F!reader. Jake Seresin x Platonic!F!Reader. Gun violence.
Word Count: 9.0k
-> Read Terms of Endearment from the beginning here! Season finale Part One | Part Two | Part Three
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“Alright, just one more and you should be good to go.” Doctor Taylor kept you in the loop as he removed the bands from the inside of your mouth. With assessment after assessment ticked off you were heading home and you couldn’t have been more eager to get on with your life. “Now as I said before, your jaw is still healing and you’ll need to take it easy for the next few weeks.” He added. “Soft foods, avoid anything rock solid.”
The intrusive thoughts definitely won because before Bradley really knew what he was saying, he was chuckling out a small but audible “Damn—“ Followed immediately by a “Did you hear that babe? nothing rock solid.” Before it was too late to stop it. The innuendo didn’t go unnoticed by Doctor Taylor, or you as you glared at Rooster from where you sat.
“Well I wasn’t going to say anything but since you brought it up, Lieutenant, I’d avoid giving oral too.” Bradley wanted to just die on the spot he stood in. “The motion could impede the healing process.”
“I uh—I’m sorry.” You looked at Bradley like he’d grown two heads. “It’s been a long couple of days.” That it had been, Rooster's slightly inappropriate comment made you giggle softly as his face reached a whole new level of beet red.
“You’ll need to book an appointment with your general practitioner for a check up in two weeks to make sure nothing’s healing too slowly or incorrectly, but at this stage we’ve done all that we can do—“ Doctor Taylor explained as you listened carefully. “As for your shoulder you’ve still got a couple more weeks of complete immobilisation so keep doing what you’ve been doing and once the sling is off we can get you back in once a week for rehabilitation.”
“Thank you so much, for everything—“ You replied as Doctor Taylor handed you your discharged papers.
“Take these to the administration desk and you’ll be a free woman Miss Y/l/n, and please, be a stranger.” Doctor Taylor turned to where Bradley still stood a blushing embarrassed mess. “Lieutenant.” He stuck his hand out to shake Roosters. A quick word? In the hall?”
“I’ll finish up grabbing my things.” You nodded as if to say it was okay for Bradley to leave you. With hesitation, Bradley followed Doctor Taylor out into the hall just outside your hospital room.
While Bradley and Doctor Taylor spoke in the hall, you packed up the last few things that were laid out on your bed. You still felt independent, even if you only had one arm to work with. You felt a little more like yourself with a game plan in place to keep Jaidyn away. Were you terrified beyond relief? Yes. But you knew what you needed to do to protect your daughter. To protect yourself. You weren’t ready before, hell there wouldn’t ever come a time where you were truly ready to file a domestic violence case against your ex—but you had to. You knew you had to.
“In Lieutenant Y/l/n’s file there’s mentions of domestic abuse.” Doctor Taylor walked with Bradley over to the nurses station where he’d carefully curated a file specifically in aid of a case against your abuser. “This file contains absolutely everything you’d need to create a case, injuries, caused of those injuries.”
Bradley took the file with a gentle grasp, he’d seen you in person, how bad you looked. How beaten and bloodied and bruised you had been in that damn janitor’s closet. But as he opened the file and saw you in the photographs? his knees felt weak as his fingers trailed over your face.
“She’s one hell of a fighter, that spleen rupture would have taken most people out alone, so please, whatever she needs from us we can provide it.” Doctor Taylor explained. “That files for you to get her the help she needs.” Bradley thanked Doctor Taylor with everything he had, he shook the guy's hand and brought him in for a hug and then he was headed back into your room.
“All ready to go baby?” Bradley cooed, watching you stuff the last few things into your bag.
“As ready as I’ll ever be.” You couldn’t believe this was really happening.
“Jake and Amilia are waiting in the lobby with Dot.” You could feel Bradley snacking his arm around your waist from behind. “Let’s get you home mama.”
“Did you really move all my stuff into your home?” You asked as you placed your hand over Bradley’s that splayed over your stomach. Bradley buried his head in your good shoulder just to kiss you gently.
“It’s our home now.” Bradley mumbled as he held you close to his chest. “It’s our home, a place just for you and me, a place for Dotty and her dolls.”
“Are you really gonna paint her room with yellow polkadots?” It came out more of a giggle than anything else as you watched Bradley place the file in your good hand. You didn’t dare open it—you knew what was inside and why you had it.
“Oh yeah, I’m gonna do whatever that little girl wants me to do for the rest of my damn life.”
“She has you wrapped around her little finger, Bradshaw.” You chuckled softly to yourself out your nose as Bradley reached around to grab your things.
“So do you.” He countered with a childish grin. “Come on, let’s get outta here hey?”
“Yeah—“ You reached for Bradley’s hand and intertwined your fingers with his, hoping that somehow just by a simple touch you’d soak up some of his strength. “Yeah, let's go home.”
“You sure you wanna stop by the station first?” Bradley asked as the two of you made your way out of the hospital room that had become your home for the past few weeks and trailed down the hall. You smiled to the nurses and doctors who’d bandaged you up and put you back together the best they could. You couldn’t have been more grateful, more thankful.
But a piece of you died that day on the floor of the janitor’s closet, a piece of you died the first time your ex laid his hands on you, and quite frankly you weren’t willing to let him take another piece of you.
“I don’t think I’ll ever be sure.” You sighed as the elevator dinged at your floor. “But I have to, for Dot.”
It was when the elevator opened on the ground floor of the Miramar Base Hospital that you saw your little girl standing with Jake and Amilia. Her little heart could have burst from her chest when she saw you coming her way with an open up.
“Be careful of mama's wing Dotty.” Jake reminded the little three year old as she let go of his hand and raced towards where you had crouched to her level. The embrace was softer than you had expected. Odette had listened, she had zero intention of harming you.
“Hi baby girl, ready to go home?” The entire ordeal had been so stressful on the little girl who was just trying to navigate a big world. So many grownups loved her, so many grownups towered over her and protected her. But the only real person she ever wanted was you. As Dot nodded her bottom lip quivered, tears began to fall from her sad little eyes and she cried. Dot cried into your shoulder because she was just so overwhelmed with the fact you were coming home. “Oh baby it’s okay, hey.” You held her as tight as you could before Jake was scooping her up.
“Mama.” Dot begged with grabby hands. “I wuv you.”
“It’s alright, hey, I’m here.” You touched her nose gently with the tip of your index finger. “I’m here, mamas got you, uncle Jake is gonna take you home in Amilias car because that’s where you're booster is and me and Rooster are gonna be right behind you baby, I promise.”
“Pinky Pwomise?” Dot held out her little pinky and you smiled, of course you had to solemnly swear.
“Mama just needs to go take care of a few things to keep you super safe and then it’s home time.” You explained as you watched Bradley carry your things over to where Amilia stood. She was just taking it all in. The emotions, the love.
“Do you know where this guy is?” Amilia asked as she crossed her arms over her chest worryingly.
“Nope—“ Bradley replied with the last thing Amilia wanted to hear. “But we’re heading down to the station.”
“I’ll drop Jake off at yours?” She was asking for direction, what the plan was. Bradley agreed.
“Yep.” He popped the P as he watched Jake try and invoke a giggle from Dot. It worked like a charm as you headed on over. “No place like home.”
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“I’m pleased to see you decided to file charges, Miss Y/l/n.” Tim smiled as he sat down across from you and Braldey in the small but private room sat off to the side of the bullpen. “It’ll really help me in getting a conviction.”
“This your case, kid?” Bradley asked, his hand hadn’t left your knee since the two of you sat down.
“Yes sir—I’ve been on this since Mr Seresin was brought in for the parking lot dispute.” Sergeant Briggs explained as he got to typing up your statement. “We haven’t been able to locate Mr Dolan since the incident that saw you hospitalised, but we’ll find him.”
“I’m worried that his mental stability has declined to a point that he’s become erratic.” You mentioned as you tried to keep yourself from losing your mind. You never thought you’d be here, doing this. Actually pressing charges. “He’s always been unpredictable but this time it feels like he may actually go too far.”
“I want you to know that in my book Miss Y/l/n the first time Mr Dolan laid a hand on you was too far.” Sergeant Briggs wanted you to know he was on your team. His superiors may not have been—but he was. He was going to do everything he could to the best of his abilities. “I can get you in touch with Liberty—“ He pulled out a pen and paper to write down the name and number. “It’s a domestic and family violence specialist service that have some pretty good legal aid that can represent you come the time.” You took the paper Sergeant Briggs handed you and passed it over to Bradley for save keeping.
“The hospital gave me a file to give to you.” You’d never done this before. Filed a domestic abuse case, there was no rule book you read up on to privy you to the way you should handle things. “It’s got a detailed description of the injuries sustained from the video you guys have.”
“Great, that’s perfect—“ Sergeant Briggs smiled. “We’re going to get the ball rolling by filing an apprehensive violence order that will be served to Mr Dolan via the email associated with his employment record considering it was a workplace violation and again once you’ve contacted a lawyer, we’ll have them serve him in person.”
“I’m sorry—“ You frowned slightly at what Sergeant Briggs was saying. It felt like he was speaking in tongues. You didn’t understand what he was saying, what it all meant. “I don’t know what that means?” Sergeant Briggs looked at you and then to Rooster, then back to you. He crossed his arms across his chest and leaned back in his chair.
“Off the record for a moment, how long has this guy been abusing you for?”
“Four years?” You knew exactly to the minute how long it had been. “Give or take a few months.” You felt Bradley’s hand tighten over your knee at the mere thought of somebody wanting to hurt you.
How could someone ever do that to someone they claimed to love, claimed to cherish. “He uh—the first time was over something Jake said.” You’d never really spoken about when it all started, but it was time to.
“Jake’s my best friend, honestly he’s the closest thing I have to family because my actual brothers don’t want a bar of me.” You tried to shrug it off but your eyes were watering enough that it was obvious you were really not okay. “He told me he loved me after we got home from dinner, there was nothing really special about the dinner or anything, Jaidyn just got jealous of that friendship I guess.” Again you shrugged. You thought you’d done something to deserve it. “Anyway, Jake left, told me he loved me just because he does—he’s my best friend, and I remember turning around to say something to Jay and all of a sudden I was on the ground with a searing pain just scolding my side.” You paused to take a deep breath in. “Jake told me he loved me and I ended up with two broken ribs.” Bradley wondered if Jake knew this, he didn’t. You never told him. “I remember being so scared, confused—what made it worse though was that I forgave him, so easily too.” You scoffed at yourself as you wiped your tears away. “He was just apologising profusely and told me he’d never do it again.” That’s when you looked Sergeant Briggs dead in the eyes. “Next thing I knew I was a prisoner in my own home, and you can keep that on the record.”
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“Stop—“ Bob groaned out as Jaidyn beat the ever living Christ from him. “Please—“
“You don’t get to just walk in like some fucking knight in shining armour Robert.” Jaidyn had a bone to pick, he was still pressed about the hanger situation. Remember, when Bob had clobbered him with those rubber chokes. “You did this to yourself the second you got involved.”
“Where I come from—“ Bob splattered out as he gasped for air. “Men like you are nothing but cowards.”
“What does that make you then, Floyd?” Jaidyn asked as he threw Bob down onto the floor again.
“A better man than you’ll ever be.”
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“Huh—“ You raised your eyebrows and stuck your tongue to the inner part of your cheek as you flashed your phone screen Bradley’s way. “Look who it is.” You’d finished up at the police station a little over twenty minutes ago and we’re heading home.
“That’s an awful caller ID you’ve given him.” Bradley chuckled, he shook his head softly as he drove with one hand and held your thigh with the other. Rhett’s name in your phone was a doozy. Rodeo Clown Remix with the little cowboy emoji.
“Hey Rhett.”
“Hey!” Rhett sounded awfully cheery for his normally brooding self as his voice flooded your ear. “How you doing Ace?” The nickname that had been bestowed upon you one night in the hospital fell easily from Rhett’s mouth as he hurried around Bob's spare room. You were particularly down one night, Rhett wasn’t having it. He pulled out a deck of cards and forced you to play. Over and over you won. Rhett would never admit it but he let you win, over and over.
“Good, just finished up at the station—heading home now.” You felt Bradley squeeze your thigh and in return you squeezed his hand.
“Sounds like you don’t need me anymore Ace, I’m crushed.”
“You and I both know you never wanted me to need you Cowboy.” You paused as you listened to Rhet give you an airy chuckle. You couldn’t see him but you knew he’d be smirking that one sided smirk, nodded his head in agreement. “But yeah, consider your position redundant Abbott.” It was a genuine smile that crept across your face. “But what’s up?”
“I was just calling to make sure you didn’t need me this afternoon—“ Rhett let a lul in the conversation fall over the two of you as he looked at himself in the mirror. The same photo that had been Bob's background was sitting off to the side on the bedside table. “I’ve got a date.”
“A date!?” You gasped, immediately you pulled your phone away from your ear and placed it on speaker. “Rhett? Who do you have a date with?”
Bradley let his jaw hang open in utter shock and disbelief at what came out of Rhett’s mouth next.
“Natasha—“
“PHOENIX!?” Bradley gasped.
“NIX?” You couldn’t contain your shock. “What the actual fuck Floyd when did that happen?”
“Holy shit hang on, I need to pull into the drive before I crash the car.” Bradley joked as you and Rhett both laughed.
“I gotta go! I was just checking in, Hey—stay out of trouble for like three hours for me?” Rhett pleaded as you looked at Bradley as he put the Bronco in park.
“Hopefully we can manage that.”
***~***~***~***~***~***
It’s was a quiet car ride from the hospital to Bradley’s house, the silence that fell between Amilia and Jake didn’t feel awkward or uncomfortable. It was neither uneasy nor unpleasant—it simply existed between the pair as if it was as easy and comfortable to break with a single touch or mundane conversation. Which is exactly what Jake used to break the quiet of Amilias sisters car.
“So, I was thinking—“
“Something tells me that’s not that great of a start.” Amilia teased, it was far too quick for Jake to not be taken aback a little by her attitude. Fiery and funny lord have mercy on his soul.
“Ha, jokes on you because what I was going to say was I was thinking about booking a table at Preston’s.” Jake was too busy searching Preston’s Pastries number in the search bar of his phone as he rode shotgun, he was still a little too concussed to be driving.
But he wasn’t concussed enough to not think taking the beautiful girl sitting beside him out on an official first date was a bad idea. If anything it was the best idea Jake Seresin had ever had in his entire life.
“Hello, hi—“ Jake spoke into the phone he held up to his ear as Amilia smiled to herself. “My name's Jake, Can I book a table for two for this afternoon sometime? Say after three?” Amilia could feel her heart racing in her chest as she pulled into Bradley Bradshaw’s driveway, it was hard to not notice Bob's car in the drive. He’d parked like a maniac. Across both sides. “Perfect, we’ll see you then.”
“What if I’m working at four?” Amilia asked as she turned the ignition off.
“Odette is Amilia working at four?” Jake turned around to see if the little girl was shaking her head. She was. “Huh, funny that—“
“You asked Penny already didn’t you?” God Jake Seresin had Amilia in a vice grip. She was royally fucked—she knew she was. There was just something so beautiful and endearing about him that she already loved. Jake smirked back at her with that signature grin he wore with such pride.
“Oh absolutely I did, so let me take you out, it’s the least I can do, you know, considering that I’ve somehow managed to drag you into all of this.” There was barely space between them as Jake leaned further and further into the middle. He was gonna make a move.
“Shit happens Seresin.” Amilia chuckled as Jake leaned in over the centre console to softly place his lips against Amilias. She accepted the gesture, kissing Jake back with just as much gratitude. “How’s that head of yours?”
Jake brought a hand up to touch at the back of his head. It was still throbbing but he’d live to tell the tail.
“Guess it buffed out after all.” It was a core moment, a core memory in the early stages of the blooming love that was Amilia Fisher and Jake Seresin. Unbeknownst to them, they needed each other like the tide needed the moon. “Come on Dotty girl, let's get up inside.” Jake beamed as he unbuckled his belt and raced out to unclip dot from her seat. He’d done the unbuckling and unpacking so many times it only took approximately forty five seconds for Jake to get the entire booster seat out of the back of Amilias car. “Tell you what, I’ll pick you up at quarter to three.”
“If you don’t show I’m calling the cops Jake, I’m not kidding.” Amilia was kidding, but also she wasn’t. She had a gut feeling she just couldn’t shake.
“You know what Oz?” Jake pressed his lips together as he tapped the door where Amilia had wound her window down. With Dot on his hip and booster seat on the ground beside him, Jake looked very dad-esk. “That doesn’t seem like such a bad strategy to have in place.”
“That nickname is so bad.” Was the take home Amilia took from that. Jake couldn’t help but to laugh as he fixed Dot up on his hip as she waved goodbye to Amilia.
“Consider it an official callsign, no one ever has a good one.” Jake ended it with that. “See you a little later.”
“Bye Hangman.” Amilia rolled her eyes lightheartedly. “By Dot, keep an eye on him for me.” All Dot did in response was nod her tired little head. The pair stood in the drive and watched Amilia reverse and head on her way before Jake made his way to the front door. He didn’t need to use his key, the door was already unlocked.
“Okay, home sweet home princess.” Jake sighed as he let Dot down on the ground. “Bob? You around?” Jake called out into the silence that filled Roostered home. There was no response. “Robert?”
Jake emptied his pocket, his keys, phone and ripped off his hospital bracket and placed his belongings on the table in the hallway. Dot had made her way to the living room moments before. She’d only been out of Jake's sight for five seconds as he kicked his boots off.
“Dot baby, you see Bobby anywhere?” The moment Jake rounded the corner into the living room his entire world fell to a standstill. There was Bob, laying on the ground hardly recognisable with how much his face looked like it had been beaten up. His blood stained the carpet he laid over, it looked like it ran deep.
But the thing that really made Jake's heart freeze inside his chest was the hold Jaidyn had on little Dot. His hand fell over her mouth and nose so tight she couldn’t scream, hell she could barely breathe. Jake knew she was scared just from the tears in her little eyes.
And then there was the gun, pointed directly at Jake’s chest from the mere meters between the two men.
“Well I be damned.” Jaidyn smirked manically. “Looks like I didn’t hit you hard enough, Seresin.” It was an admission Jake already knew but hated having to hear. It had been Jaidyn who clocked him last night: “You’re like a fucking cockroach.”
“Let her go.” Jake showed his hands so Jaidyn knew he wouldn’t try anything. “Let. her. go.”
“No—“ Jaidyn pulled back the pin on his gun as he lowered his weapon from where he’d had it pointed at Jake’s chest and trailed it to where Bob laid before him. “No I don’t think I will.” It was the stuff of nightmares. “Where’s Y/n?”
“I don’t know.”
“I’ll fucking shoot him.” Jaidyn showed no hesitation as he held Dot uncomfortably tight around her mouth. Her legs dangled in the air as she cried against her fathers hand. “And don’t think I won’t Jake—because unfortunately for you I’m not here to talk, so once again.” Jaidyn paused. “Where. is. she.” Jake knew he couldn’t tell Jaidyn you were filing a report, so he told him the next best thing.
“She’s with Bradshaw, they’re on their way.” The tears in Jake's eyes were as clear as ever. “This has nothing to do with Dot, give her to me and I’ll do whatever you want.” Jake felt like he was dying.
“This has EVERYTHING to do with this little brat, are you kidding me Seresin!?” Jaidyn hissed as he held his gun up to Odette's head. Jake stepped forward and almost immediately Jaidyn stepped back—keeping the same distance apart he originally had. “See if she never came into the picture I’d probably still have her, Y/n that is.” Jaidyn snickered. “All Odettes ever done is give that pathetic excuse for a woman a false sense of empowerment, that she’s this strong independent woman when let’s face it, you and I both know what she really is, don’t we?”
“DONT YOU DARE FUCKING HURT HER!!” It came out as a plea, like Jake was begging for his life. “Please, please don’t hurt her.” All it did was make Jaidyn feel more powerful, more in control. He could make Jake Seresin drop to his knees in utter despair just by harming a single hair on Odette's little head. “Please, she's just a kid, she’s done nothing to deserve this!”
“I’ll make you a deal.” Jaidyn lowered his weapon slowly as he kicked Bob over onto his back. Jake could finally see the extent of the damage Jaidyn had done and it wasn’t good. “Let's play a game, Seresin.” Jake knew this wasn’t good. “Choose your own adventure type game.” Jaidyn laughed to himself because he’d never felt a rush like this, a power so intense. “The girl or this guy who’s half dead already.”
It was an impossible decision, Jake knew however, if it had to come down to it, he’d choose Odette. He had to choose Odette. There was no reality or timeline, no universe that existed in any realm of possibility that Jake wouldn’t do anything he had to to keep Odette safe.
“Me.” Jake answered as he stepped closer. His hands were still visible. Still held to his sides, palm side out. “Me—because it’s me you have a problem with not Bob or Odette or Rooster or anyone! It’s me you son of a bitch and like fuck as I going to let you destroy anymore of her happiness!” Jake shouted as he continued to step closer. “So it’s me! It’s me you’re gonna play your sadistic psychotic game with.”
“No!” Jaidyn snapped. He was spiraling out of control quickly. “No, I want you to choose Jake! Choose one of them because either way it’s your decision that chooses who lives and who fucking dies and she ends up hating you anyway.”
Between all the shouting and all the yelling Odette had become so distressed and upset she’s forgotten how to breathe. Her eyes were rolling into the back of her head as her cries for help softened to mere nothing. She stopped flailing around, stopped kicking and suddenly she was just limp.
“LET HER GO!” Jake begged as he stepped forward again. Jaidyn never removed his hand from around Dot's mouth. “She can’t breathe! LET HER GO!” The gun in Jaidyn’s hand was once again pointed at Jake’s chest to stop him from stepping forward.
“That kinda sounds like a definitive choice there, Seresin?” Jaidyn asked through a wicked smirk. “Poor Robert.” He sighed. “Ah hell with with.”
Time stood still as a single shot rang out through Bradley Bradshaw's living room. Jake felt the sharp and all fiery sensation burning a hole in his thigh as he stumbled to the ground. In the flurry Jaidyn dropped his daughter to the lounge in a heap. As his ears still rang out Jake reached for her while on his knees, but it was to no avail. Then came the connection of an already bloody knuckled fist to his jaw.
“You wanna play her hero Jake?” Jaidyn asked as he laid into Jake while he was down on his knees. Trying to protect the ones he loved. Bob was only just coming to in the moment—he could only just see through his swollen eyes the beaten Jake was taking. “I’ll show you what happens to heroes who get in my way!”
***~***~***~***~***~***~
Nothing was out of the ordinary as Braldey carried your hospital bags up to the house as he trailed just shy behind you. This was it, the moment you'd been waiting for.
“Do I really live here?” You spotted at the threshold of where the pathway up from the drive met the concrete step up to the porch. “With Odette, and you.”
“On the lease and everything dear.” Bradley replied. “So hop to it, I thought we might have a little family dinner out on the back deck. It was the sweetest idea you'd ever heard. “Get the grill out, hang some fairy lights for Dot.”
“Oh wouldn't she just love those.” The conversation really didn't match the scene playing out inside Bradleys humble abode. The first thing you noticed when you walked in was how dark it was. Usually, whenever Jake was around he had the curtains pulled. You thought for sure that would have been the first thing he did when he got to Bradleys. “Dark in here.”
“Yeah, hang on, I'll drop these and–” Bradley didn't get a chance to finish his sentence before the words were sucked right out of his brain. It was like he forgot how to speak and how to breathe all at the same time. The scene before him looked like something straight out of a sadistic thriller. The first person Braldey saw was Bob, splayed out on the couch just trying to catch his breath as he held his ribs. Then Bradley turned his attention to Jake, who looked like he’d just gone six rounds with Rocky himself. They both looked like that really, but Rooster couldn't really tell who looked worse than the other. “Holy shit what the fuck happened.”
“Jake!” You raised over to where Jake laid on the ground in a pool of his own blood. “Oh god oh no, oh–” You cupped his swollen cheek with your good hand as he rolled over onto his back. Bradley went over to Bob, he was conscious, but barely.
“Bob, hey you with me man?” It was a question Bradley didn't think he’d like the answer to, but despite his gut instinct telling him Bob needed urgent medical attention, Bob gave him a bloodied toothy grin.
“You should see the other guy.” It was a short lived grin however, because within a second he was coughing blood. “Upstairs, He took Dot upstairs.” The sound you heard next had you immediately racing up the stairs, Jake understood, he was fine in comparison to what was going on in the bathroom upstairs– but it didn't make it any easier to watch you and Bradley race after the blood curdling screams Odette let out as she tried her hardest to fight against the strength of a fully grown man. Jaidyn could be found on his knees beside the bath, with the plug in and the tap running cold. Little Odette wouldn't have stood a chance if you and Bradley hadn’t gotten there when you did.
“Get down you little bitch—“ The scene was horrific and violent. There were a lot of things Jaidyn promised you he’d do, there were a hell of a lot of things he’d promised you he’d do and he’d yet to fulfil. But this, what you saw for only a few fleeting but painstakingly slow moments from behind Bradley's shoulder as he shoved Jaidyn away from the bath and down to the tiles where he could lay a few solid punches his way was enough to haunt you for a lifetime. And a lifetime it haunted you for.
“Dot!” You screamed as you struggled to collect your three year old from the water as she screamed and cried and clung to you for dear life. The ligaments in your shoulder tore one by one as you picked her up, forgoing your doctor's direct orders to keep your arm immobilised and in your sling. Your daughter was more important right now because this was her life on the line. “I'm here baby I’m here, I’ve got you.”
“MAMA! MAMMMA!!” Little dot was traumatised.
“Y/n get her out of here!” Bradley shouted as he straddled Jaidyns waist. He pinned his arms down against the tiles and headbutted the man who tried to hurt your daughter with such a force he swore he saw his own dad for a split second. “You son of a bitch, I'm gonna kill you!”
“Not if I kill you first!” It was the last thing you heard as you raced out of the bathroom and down the stairs. Jake was standing when you got back to the living room with a soaking Odette. Her lips were nearly blue as she shivered and tried to soothe herself knowing she was in your arms.
“He had her in the bath! He was trying to drown her!” You managed to explain. “We need to get her out of here, we need to call the police.”
“Ah Ah—“ Jaidyn tisked as he walked Bradley down the stairs with his gun pressed into his back. “No cops, or I’ll shoot this prick between the eyes like a dog.”
Bradley looked at you as if he’d failed you. His bottom lip was split from where Jaidyn had managed to slam him into the cupboard of the bathroom vanity with just enough force to roll over and reach for his gun. The second Bradley saw the barrel pointed directly at his face he knew that Jaidyn had one that round. This wasn’t over though.
“Ah, well look at you.” Jaidyn snarled as you held your baby girl in your arms. Jake took an immediate step in front of the two of you—using his broken body to shield you and Dot from any hail that were to come your way. “Didn’t you bounce back quick.”
“What do you want from me?” It was such a simple question, but a question filled with such sadness nevertheless. “What do you want from me!?” You asked again through a broken sob as you watched the love of your life stand with a gun pressed to his back.
“I want you to watch while I take everything you’ve ever loved away from you.”
“Why!?” You cried out as you shook behind Jake's shoulder. “All I ever did was love you! all you ever did was hurt me!”
“I hurt you because you were disobedient!” Jaidyn hissed as he shoved Bradley forward towards where you and Jake stood. Jaidyn had a plan—he wanted you all to know that he didn’t lose. “You were a whore from the start and I just didn’t realise until it was too late!” The three of you watched Jaidyn stalk towards where Bob still laid on the couch—he didn’t deserve any of this. “Why don’t you tell good old Bob here who’s kid that is?”
You’d heard this before, you’d been beaten over this before. This rhetoric that Odette wasn’t Jaidyns when you knew what she had been a direct product of. Odette was the love of your life but she wasn’t conceived with love.
“She’s my kid.” Bradley took Dot from you the moment he could, you were starting to lose your grip. She was wet and your arm was radiating a pain you’d never experienced before. “She is my daughter and you are nothing to her and you never will be!”
“Y/n—“ Bradley tried to pull you back but all you did was shrug him off. He couldn’t have been more fearful for his family, and yes, he’d taken notice of the shattered picture frames that laid below his now empty mantlepiece. “Don’t—“
“Don’t you dare let her go.” You warned Rooster. “You keep your daughter safe, do you hear me?” At first Bradley didn’t know if he’d heard you correctly, but when he saw that look in your eyes, he knew he had. Odette had only ever known one man who was her father figure and that was her Tooster.
“I was so angry at you, so obsessed with you.”
“Look how far you’ve come.” You spat as you stood in front of Bradley like you were his shield. You could feel his grip on your hip growing tighter and tighter with every passing second. Odette clung to him as she shivered and cried. Her whimpers filled the silence that settled between the six of you. “Still as angry and obsessed—“
“What are you gonna do man?” Jake asked like the situation couldn’t get any worse. “You’ve played all your cards and she’s not scared of you.” Jake was wrong, you were fucking terrified, but like hell were you going to let Jaidyn destroy you. Your family. “This time, you lose.”
“Don’t act so tough, Seresin.” Jaidyn scoffed as he pulled Bob up by his collar. “You already made your choice, remember?” Jake's heart sank as it all played out. You couldn’t begin to process what had happened in front of your very eyes as the sounds of your own panicked screams echoed off the walls that surrounded you. Shock horror flooded your nervous system as a single gunshot rang out.
Bob fell to the floor in a heap and within a second you were on your knees next to him.
“Bob?” You whispered as he groaned and gagged. His blood was all over your hands as you pressed firmly against the wound in his abdomen. “Oh my god.” He’d actually followed through, what had you done. “I'm sorry—“ You cried. “I'm so sorry.”
“Oh cry me a fucking river.” Jaidyn grabbed you by your hair as harshly as he could and dragged you away. Jake was immediately on the defence but again was met with a loaded gun pointed directly at him. It was amazing really, just how much one person with a single gun could manipulate an entire situation. “See the chaos you’ve caused, the blood on your hands? The mess you’ve made all because you had to run away?”
“Bradley!” You begged as you tried to gain your footing. “Please get my daughter out of here!” He couldn’t move, his feet were glued to the floor as he watched you struggle with your ex. “Please just go! Get her away from here.”
“Oh but we wouldn’t want Rooster here to miss the big finale, would we, sweetheart.” Jadyn snickered as Jake made eye contact with Bob depleting life force. “Tell him, tell him what I already know and then maybe he’ll see just what a fucking whore you really are.”
Jake knew that he had to be smart about what he said next, especially when the gun Jaidyn held was now pointing between himself and Bradley. Going back and forth so neither one of them dared to move. Jake was looking at the time wondering if Amilia would make good on her sarcasm to call the cops if he didn’t show up for their date. He was losing blood at a pretty constant rate.
“SAY IT!” Jaidyn shouted at the top of his lungs before he turned the gun on you. “Or so help me god I’ll blow her fucking brains out right in front of that fucking kid!!”
“Bradley, I love you so much.” You made sure Bradley heard you, one final time just in case. “I love you—“ This was it, the moment you’d been running from. Jaidyn had on so many occasions threatened to go through with it and now that it was actually happening you just wanted Bradley to know he was it for you—that you’d truly found the love of your life.
“You’re right!” Jake played into the delusion that had Jaidyn in a psychotic state of mind. “You’re right!” He repeated so it got through. “Dots mine.” Jake spoke with enough conviction that he even had Bradley believing it. “You were always right about us, I love her.” Jake looked at you like he’d never looked at you before, he was so afraid of losing you that he'd say and do just about anything to keep you out of harm's way. “She’s the only woman I’ve ever loved and I’m begging you, please don’t take her away from me.” Jaidyn shook as he laughed maniacally through tears of his own.
“I knew I was right about you.” He spat through gritted teeth. “No wonder you wanted to keep that parasite.” It was when Jaidyn was too focused on you to notice that Bradley had gone against everything you’d said to him and placed Dot on the ground. He’d placed a finger against his lips and begged her to stay quiet. She did. She was so brave. All because of her Tooster. “I knew you cheated and I knew you lied and I knew—“ You saw him charge, Bradley was in full fight or flight and fight for you he was going to do.
You ducked as low as you could as Bradley dived at Jaidyn. The sheer broot force of Bradley Bradshaw tackling him knocked the wind right out of Jaidyns lungs as a shot rang out throughout the house. He’d mishandled the gun as it fell to the ground. In the scuffle you shuffled in your knees over to where Bob laid and held his hand. He gripped your hand back as tightly as he could.
“Jakey—“ Dot immediately ran to Jake crying. In an instant she was his responsibility as he scooped her up.
“Come on Dotty let’s get you outta here.”
“MAMA!” She cried out at the top of her lungs as you stayed by Bob's side. “MAMA!”
“I’m okay sweetheart.” You answered. “Go with Jake okay, you stay with Jake.” Jake wasted no time, he grabbed a towel from the linen closet and wrapped Dot in it, he grabbed his phone, and took off. He ran as fast as he could as blood squelched from his thigh into the denim of his jeans. He ran as fast as he could bare foot. He ran till his lungs hurt.
“MAMA!” Dot could have altered the entire neighbourhood as Jake ran to his neighbours place. “MAMA NO!” It must have been some cruel joke but as Jake knocked and knocked like a mad man he came to realise there was not a soul home.
“Dammit—“ Jake had to sit, his head was spinning, he felt weak but he had to get help. “Shhh, shhh I’ve got you.”
“Mamas hurt.” This was going to traumatise this little girl for the rest of her life, Jake just prayed she'd compartmentalise it.
“I know, I know she is but guess what huh?” Jake tried to smile through his own pain and swollen as he called nine one one. “She’s brave, so brave, just like you—so can you be so brave for me for five minutes? Just like your mum yeah?” Jake asked. The operator answered as Dot's bottom lip quivered. She didn’t want to be brave anymore. She just wanted her mum.
“Hi yes, I need police and an ambulance!”
“YOU'RE A DEAD MAN!” Bradley spat as he laid into Jaidyn. “DO YOU HEAR ME YOU SON OF A BITCH!” Every crack of Roosters fist against Jaidyns face rang out in the deafening silence. “You don’t get to touch her ever again.”
“Fe?” Bob whispered through a bloodied gasp for air.
“I’m here, helps coming, just hang in there for me a little long okay?” You pleaded.
“Can you tell my brother I’m sorry?” You knew why Bob had asked, he wasn’t in a good way. “That I l-love him?” Oh god it just broke your heart. You could barely recognise the weapons system officer who’d been an innocent bystander in all of this. He just wanted to help, do his part, do what he could wherever he could. “Not, your, fault—“ Bob wheezed out as he struggled to breathe. His grip in your hand was becoming weaker and weaker by the second.
“You can tell him yourself Bob, come on, you’re alright.” But you tried to persuade him to stay nevertheless. “Please Bob—“
“You watch, in a few years you’ll be just like me!” Jaidyn argued as he tried to defend himself against Bradley’s brutal attack. There was nothing but red in his ledger. He was ready to do anything to end it.
“That is the love of my life!” Bradley couldn’t stop him from throwing punch after punch after punch. “I could never be like you, I could never be as cruel—and I won’t let you hurt her! I won’t let you take her away from me! I WON'T LET YOU KILL HER!”
“I won’t have to—“ Jaidyn gasped as he struggled to breathe under the weight of Bradley’s hand compressing his airways. “She won’t be able to live with the guilt of his blood on her hands.”
“BOB—!” You cried and in the second Bradley’s heart sunk out of his ass at your screams of inconsolable anguish at the life that had just drained from Robert Floyd, Jaidyn took control in the tussle the two were in. “Bob no stay with me, st—stay with me, god nooo—!”
“She doesn’t love you!” Jaidyn went at Bradley the same way he’d gone at him. “She’s a worthless piece of shit that deserves to die!” You couldn’t take your eyes off Bob as he laid there lifeless before you. What had you done? This was all your fault. You waited too long to do something about Jaidyn.
“ENOUGH!!” Bradley, with one final shot—head butted Jaidyn harder than he did the first time. So hard he broke his own nose. But it was worth it. Because he was out. Down the for count. Rendered unconscious, but he wouldn’t be for long and Rooster knew that. He knew this fight wasn’t over. Not yet. “Ah fuck!” In a flurry, Bradley shuffled his way over to you and Bob, he was quick to pocket the gun in the back of his jeans, just against the small of his back.
“Hey—come on we gotta get outta here.” Bradley tried to peel you away from Bob, as much as he knew this was a major problem he had to get you out of there, at any cost. Bradley knew Bob would have done the same thing. “Baby, now I’ve gotta get your outta here.”
“NO!” It was a heartbreaking sight Bradley could barely stand to witness as blood poured out his nose and seeped into his moustache. “Not without Bob!”
“Bobs gone—“ It was the worst thing he’d ever had to tell you. “Y/n look at me!” Bradley cupped your cheeks in his hands as he forced you to look at him. “He’s gone, there’s nothing you can do for him now—so please, before I lose you too.” He couldn’t lose you, there was no way Bradley would survive losing you. “Please, Y/n there is nothing you can do for him, think about Odette.”
“This is all my fault—“ You mumbled through tears that refused to stop streaming down your face. “This is all my fault.” It wasn’t easy, but he needed to do it. Bradley wrapped his arms around you as you fought against him, begging to stay. “Nooo! Not with Bob!”
“We don’t have any other choice!” Bradley replied with a harsh life or death tone laced between the words he spoke as he carried you out of his home in an inconsolable state. “Baby, baby listen to me.” When your feet hit the grass and Bradley’s bloodied hands were once again against your cheeks, you knew you were outside in broad daylight. “Jakes coming, he’s got Odette, look.”
As you looked over to the drive you saw Jake hobbling back over with your daughter in his arms. This was a nightmare—a living daylight nightmare. There was so much blood, your daughter was still soaking wet, in all the terror you just needed your baby.
“Oh—Dot I’m here.” You sighed in utter defeat and disbelief at the events that had occurred. You’d only taken what felt like two steps towards Jake before he was shouting at you and Bradley to turn around.
“Bradshaw! Look out!” Within the blink of an eye Jaidyn was diving head first off the small step to tackle Rooster to the ground. The gun Bradley had placed in the back of his jeans had fallen out in the scuffle. It went sliding across the grass where you saw it land just shy of the front wheel of Bob's car parked in the drive.
“All this mess! All this and for what Rooster? So you can shake up with some getto whore that’s playing house with you?” Jaidyn had Bradley pinned, he was done for. Jake could only watch on as Dot screamed and cried and tried to hide inside his shoulder as she shivered from the cold. “I HOPE SHE'S WORTH IT. Because I should have killed her when I had the chance!” Bradley tried his best to fend off Jaidyns attack but it was to no avail—all he could do was take the beating. Imagines of your near lifeless body flashed before his eyes with every punch Jaidyn landed. This was what you must have felt. “If I can’t have her, neither can you.” As Jaidyn raised Bradleys barely conscious self up off the ground by his fists in his shirt, you picked up the gun and pointed it at the grass, shooting a singular shot that distracted Jaidyn for one second long enough for Bradley to shove him off.
“She’s worth fighting for—“ He spat as he laid a few final punches against Jaidyns face as he laid in the grass. Bradley didn’t stop until he had nothing left to give. He could have killed the guy in all honesty, but you were there. Your daughter was there, and witnesses had started to slow down in their cars just to see what the hell was going on in the quiet little naval suburb.
“It’s over Jaidyn.” You cried as you stood over him, keeping him down as you pointed the gun right at him. A foot to his chest. “You lose.”
“Y/n?” Bradley panted as he tried to catch his breath from down on his knees. “Don’t, put the gun down baby.” You weren’t thinking of anything besides Robert Floyd’s lifeless body lying inside the house. He had nothing to do with this, Jaidyn didn’t have to be so cruel, so evil. “Baby please—“
“What are you gonna do bitch?” Jaidyn snarled as you pressed your foot into his chest. “Kill me?”
“It would solve a hell of a lot of my problems!” The greatest trick the devil ever pulled off was convincing the entire world that he didn’t exist. But he did—as you stood over Jaidyn you knew wholeheartedly by the bloodied smirk he gave you and the blood curdling laugh that escaped from the depth of his crooked and abusive soul that he was the devil incarnate. “You killed Bob—“
“Y/n don’t!” Bradley pleaded as you pulled the pin back and aimed the gun that felt oh so fucking good in your hand between your ex’s eyes. “He’s not worth it.”
“He’ll never stop!” You shouted, the tears would never stop—the pain would fade. You’d never be safe, never feel free. “He’ll never stop! Don’t you get it Bradley?” You tried to explain. “He’ll never stop, I told you from day one he was as evil as they come and LOOK WHAT HE DID!” You weren’t thinking straight, with all the adrenaline and all the fear coursing through your veins it was almost impossible to think that there could be any alternative ending. “He won’t stop and I’ll always be looking over my shoulder!”
“This is what he wants!” Jake held your daughter as close as he could as she cried into his chest. She was drenched, shivering, scared out of her mind. “He wants you to do this! It’s been his plan all along!”
“He killed him—“ You sobbed. “He killed Bob! HE DIDN'T DESERVE TO DIE!” Police and ambulance lights could be seen as the faint but recognisable sirens rang out. The red and blue tint bounced off any solid surface they came into contact with as they raced to the address Jake had given them.”
“No you killed him.” Jaidyn played his final attempt to manipulate you. He wanted you to kill him. That was his end game. That was his plan. To ruin your entire life. “You killed him Y/n and darlin, you don’t have the fucking balls to kill me you poisonous bitch—“ Jaidyn snarled as you pressed your foot further into his chest. “Go on, pull the fucking trigger! DO IT!”
“SHUT UP!” The squeal that left your body was heartbreaking as you stood and cried and pointed the gun directly at the man who’d broken you over and over again just so you could piece yourself back together for him to break. “I don’t have the energy to be a giver anymore! I need someone to show up for me this time because I don’t wanna beg for love and attention anymore.” All Jaidyn did was laugh as he let his head rest against the grass. “I gave you everything I had! I loved you! But I don’t wanna give love to someone like you ever again, someone who’s incapable of giving it back!”
“You’re pathetic—“
“It’s MY turn to feel wanted and loved and cherished beyond belief and I have that now!”
In one single afternoon your entire world had been turned on its axis. So had Jakes, so had Bradley’s, so had everyone’s who knew you. Your new family, your new friends. Every ounce of innocence had been stripped from all of you. All because one man couldn’t take no for a fucking answer.
*Bang*
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15. "cut it out, i'm tired of hearing you guys tease me about this." Oliver Wood!!! For your January prompts! Have fun dude!! 😎
A/N - STELLA! Of course, you'd request an Oliver Wood fic! You got it, thanks for requesting, bestie!
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Summary - Oliver was never intimidated, not until it came to you
Warnings - Just come cute fluff :D
“I've heard that talking about your feelings and expressing yourself helps relieve some stress in one’s everyday life,”
“Fred, I swear-“
“Oh, come on, Wood! Nothing wrong with a little chit-chat amongst your friends to share your feelings,”
Oliver threw the towel in Fred Weasley’s direction, who ducked at the right time and laughed as his twin was rounding the corner with Harry and Angelina at his side. They are all sporting their practice robes, coming back from a recent practice that was a bit tense since they were well into their quidditch season. Semi-finals were around the corner, so far the Gryffindor team was doing well amongst the other Houses and there were already rumors about Slytherin being the top contender. But another House was making waves this season, thanks to their new captain.
Hufflepuff was now the toughest team to beat.
Of course, no one thought that was possible since Hufflepuff was not a notorious house on the pitch. Maybe it was the fair traits that the House carried and the students showed, but they were never the really pushy players that the other Houses were. But this year, there was a change in the wind. Thanks to you, a fifth-year who took over as captain when the previous one was too injured to play during the season. You immediately went to work, getting your team strong on their brooms and swift in their agility to maneuver around in the arena.
Oliver was intrigued with you being the new Captain, you got on the team as a second year as their Chase before booming one of their Beaters your fourth year. Since then, you were beyond good, slamming the bludgers with ease and able to bring a sense of fear to the other teams. He knew you were good, and on your first match as the Captain, he watched as Hufflepuff played Slytherin on the autumn morning.
Hufflepuff won by a landslide, you nearly taking out two of the chasers with your swings. He was both impressed, and intimidated.
“He’s still teasing you about the Hufflepuff captain again?” Angelina asked in a snort as the tip of Oliver’s ears was now burning from this being the subject of conversation.
“It’s the best thing to tease him about!” Fred replied as Oliver huffed and kicked off his boots a bit too hard, “I mean I would be smitten too if I was Oliver. She’s a damn good Beater, I can’t swing the way she can with a club and she makes it look easy. I would not wish to be on the other end of one of her—“
“Cut it out, I’m tired of hearing you guys tease me about this!” Oliver said with a groan as the others were chuckling. George waltzed over and wrapped an arm around his neck, Oliver glaring at him as George just flashed a signature grin.
“We tease you because we love you, darling!” He said in a snicker as he pinched Oliver’s cheek. Oliver slapped his hand away as George rolled his eyes, “Come on, Oli. We know the look you have when you are really intrigued about something, something you really like.”
Oliver paused and looked at him with a raised brow.
“What look?” He asked.
“You know, this look,” Fred answered, trying to mirror Oliver’s stare. Angelina and Harry giggled as Oliver pushed George off of him and walked over to sit on the bench.
“We know you fancy her,” Angeline said to him as she walked over to sit next to him and shoved his shoulder playfully “She happens to be nice you know. I have Herbology and Divination with her, and she’s really sweet. You should go and say hi to her,”
Oliver saw you around the castle, a flash of brightness on your face as you would laugh with your friends or Housemates. He loved hearing your laugh, it was beyond infectious and boisterous, loud and heard from the other side of the room. Such a contrast to how you were on the Quidditch Pitch, all intimidating and intense in the eyes and in the firm grip of your club. But in class or out and about, you were beyond sweet and kind to everyone. You loved chatting with everyone and about anything, almost like your own ray of light being seen and felt by everyone.
Inwardly, Oliver wanted to be close enough to feel that warmth and drink it in. But he was not being brave like his House, and he wondered when the bravery would kick in.
“Hufflepuff has a match against Ravenclaw tomorrow,” Harry reminded Oliver as he shrugged, "Say something to her after.’
“Ah, look at Harry being the matchmaker!” Fred said in a joke, to which Harry rolled his eyes as Fred spoke again, “It’s the best time to say something to her too! Butter her up, tell her how great she is and how well she handles a broom—“
“Git!” Angelina retorted, throwing her own towel at Fred’s head as she looked over at her Captain, “Just talk to her and get to know her. I think you two have more in common than you think,”
Oliver thought about it, feeling a bit more confident with some of his friends by his side. It wouldn’t hurt to say hi to you and simply strike up a conversation, from Captain to Captain of course. But perhaps he too was afraid to wanting to express his feelings for you. Oliver never had to worry about having a crush or being in a relationship, that was never the center of his life. Quidditch was the center, but now you are creeping into his life more and more to take over that center which made him stable.
At first, he was petrified, but now he was curious if it could work.
“I think I will,” Oliver merely replied, then hearing a chorus of laughter and cheers from his fellow teammates, “Only to shut the lot of ya up!”
“Come off it, Wood! You made me so proud I could just cry!” Fred teased as he wiped away the fake tear. All Oliver could do was simply smile and blush with the new sliver of bravery that was now inside of him.
Three days later, Fred found you and Oliver talking together in the quidditch stands. You both were laughing at what Oliver said and Oliver looked over the moon as your smile was beyond infectious and wide.
Fred knew then that Oliver found his new center.
The End.
January Prompt Session
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Re your RB cursed second seat post, just wanted to add a few things and make a couple of corrections because this stuff really does add to the uh... flavour
First, while I know it's not entirely relevant, the whole Racing Point driver swap was SO MUCH more dramatic because Lance Stroll and Esteban Ocon are like. Besties. Like BFF friends forever since childhood. Poor son of mechanic and rolling in cash son of billionaire true friendship story. Esteban was fired in favour of his best friend, by his BEST FRIEND'S DAD. PEAK drama. They're still besties, bee tee dubs, because Esteban only makes enemies with his teammates.
F1 Invisible Moustache Twirling Supervillain Christian Horner also has a history of 'we're fully supportive [x driver] to be the best they can be and have no intention of changing our driver line up' and then oops, sorry. We lied. Like... five minutes later. Happened to Gasly, happened to Albon, and the former is currently where we're at with Checo. Christian has admitted that they were too hasty with Albon but oh dear how sad too bad boy's thriving now oopsie doopsie.
Also not forgetting that while Daniel was twiddling his thumbs waiting for his metacarpal to heal, Liam Lawson, the AT and RB reserve, got the highest placing position for the Alpha Tauri team this season (up until Mexico, anyway) while driving in Daniel's seat, and also threw himself into the RB second driver conversation.
And a couple of minor corrections:
DR didn't just leave RB because of the unreliability, it was more about being pushed aside for Golden Child Max Verstappen (affectionate, maybe slightly derogatory), which of course he knows all about because DR did the same thing to Vettel back in 2014. Who also had experience in that field because you could argue the cursed seat actually started with Mark Webber vs Seb Vettel back in like... 2010
Honda has been in F1 before. They sold to Brawn GP for the princely sum of one euro symbolic cash when they were going under, because Ross Brawn knew they'd built a MEGA car and couldn't bear to see them not run it for the 2009 season. Brawn GP won that year, it was Jenson Button's one and only championship win.
F1 drivers can't really go back to F2. If you've won it before, you can't compete again, but it's a feeder series so there's no way some ex-f1 driver is ever gonna be in F2 (or any of the lower formulas) because it's specifically for young talent. IDK maybe you meant Formula E? They also often go to WEC or IndyCar. Even rallying.
RB didn't give Checo another car at Suzuka he went out in the same car after they fixed it up enough for it to drive around one lap. Worth noting he was like 32 laps behind by this point (IDR the exact number but it was LORGE). spare cars haven't been a thing in F1 since 2008
Finally, the Fernando and Charles rumours are so fucking funny ain't no way either of them are gonna go to RB only to be a second to Max. I can see Carlos doing it though, trying for the grand return a-la DR. He's just Like ThatTM (affectionate, again also slightly derogatory). They've also been hardcore courting Lando Norris, who's way too smart and aware of his mental health to put himself into that depression spiral.
ANYWAY this isn't intended to be a big GOTCHA i just wanted to, as I said, add some extra flavour because F1 is so much more insane than anyone who doesn't follow it can POSSIBLY comprehend. Thanks for the post, I love seeing people explain the bonkers bullshittery.
yes yes thank you for pointing out all my mistakes and all that i j ew i was going to be getting Peer Reviewed (again, tumblr deleted my damn post so the first version was more accurate but i was pissed and i was also 1am so…) but yes. i am also new here in terms of the f1 drama. but yes it’s totally positively bonkers do you guys See now why fandom people are attracted to it???
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I doubt Charles and Max ever could be friends. Both are too competitive and I feel like Max would stop being too nice to Charles once things doesn’t go his way. I know everyone believes it’s Charles who would hate Max again if they start to fight for Championship again but for me it’s Max, he already showed annoyance toward Charles in those moments.
Hey anon! Thanks for sending something in, but damn, prickly topic. I have some time on my hands now so I’m going to go extra in depth with my thoughts on this
It’s quite difficult to speculate on the future state of their relationship, because we’re dealing with a lot of hypotheticals and we quite literally only know what they decide to show us, publicly. For all we know, they could secretly be besties who text every night. Though, I do agree with you (or what you implied) that they aren’t friends on a personal level right now. Honestly, I think they don’t have much in common beyond racing, if you look at their friends and their passions outside of motorsport. But then again, racing is and has always been a huge part of who they are, it is pretty much the core of who they are right now, and as drivers, Max&Charles are very similar. So outside of racing I don’t think they interact much, but within racing I see their relationship as two people who vibrate on the same wavelength. And that produces, yk, the Maxsplaining and Leclerifying.
As for whether there will be hatred between them if they have a tense title fight, I tend towards not at all, or not to a level that destroys their relationship as friendly colleagues. First, the stakes going into 2024 are simply not equal. If this were Charles and Max fighting for their first title, and only one of them could get it, I would place my bets on a Lestappen downfall. I do agree with you that both of them are crazily competitive, but Max has already won… trice. I’m not saying that this means he doesn’t want to win anymore, but he quite literally doesn’t have much to prove left. He’s just had the most dominant season in the history of the sport, the next step up would be like a complete win whitewash and I’d actually quit watching f1 forever if that happens. I don’t feel that Max is the sort of driver who’s aiming to break records for WDCs held, and I’m basing this off his comments about retirement and being bored at the front this season. From what I’ve seen, Max is a racing nerd. To him, the thrills are just as important as the accolades and that’s significant because he’s already collected a bucketload of accolades. And so I don’t think a 3 time WDC Max would resent Charles for giving him a close title fight. I also feel that from his comments in interviews about acknowledging that “everyone can be stopped”, his ego isn’t as large as some people make it out to be. But I also can’t really think of any recent instances of Max showing irritation towards Charles apart from on the radio in Vegas 23, and the overall race proved that Max does enjoy Charles taking the challenge to him. It’s probably because I don’t follow Max too closely, so feel free to update me haha.
As for whether Max would U-turn on his love-peace-Charles agenda if Charles presented a real title fight to him, ignoring my somewhat shallow Max knowledge, I’d point to Bahrain 2022 as an example that Max isn’t that insecure. It was the first race of the season, the Red Bulls DNFed, Charles won, but they were still all smiles and Max even took the initiative to come up to Charles to chat (on live tv). This ties back to the point above, that the stakes for Max aren’t as high anymore so we see less Mad Max. I’d also add that Max has been very consistent in showing that he sincerely admires Charles’ skill as a driver, I’d go as far as to say that Max respects Charles the most in the current grid. I’m pretty sure you can pick any year from 2018-2023 and Max has done at least one interview in which he praises Charles’ talent. And this brings me to what Max said in 2018 predicting that he and Charles will be “like Hamilton and Vettel, fighting for titles in the future”, which aptly illustrates how Max&Charles are, in my opinion, the most prepared to have a tense title fight without developing personal grudges. People like calling them the reverse Brocedes, I can certainly see it. Circling back to the very first point about them not being friends, they have always been rivals first. They’ve had over a decade of experience going into races and championships and seeing the other as “Max/Charles, who I have to beat”. They’re competitors with a healthy amount of hard-earned respect for each other, and I do believe them when they say that they’ve matured beyond petty rivalries. That is basically the tl;dr of this very long thing.
I don’t see why Charles, who is going into 2024 with the awareness that he’ll have to beat Max to win the WDC, would become resentful of Max in the process. Likewise, I don’t think Max, who has already proven himself, would be mad that his childhood rival who he rates very highly, beat him to a title. I think it’s important that they aren’t friends, as you said, because then there are no expectations or trust to betray and their professional relationship can be maintained.
The only scenarios I see happening where they fall out because of the title fight are if 1) either one of them decides to drive dirty and the FIA turns a blind eye (haha.) 2) they magically regress into their 15 year old selves and Charles shoves Max into the marina in Abu Dhabi in Val D’Argenton 2.0
#lestappen#…i wrote a lot. if you read everything thanks!!#all in all we literally don’t know what will happen we’re all just speculating for fun#we don’t know them and are just analysing what they’ve given us 🤷🏻♀️#we will only know for certain when ferrari gets their shit together and becomes a competent team#either way my enjoyment of lestappen is secondary to my charles leclerc wdc agenda#asks
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Sword-marriage in TLT
Yes, Pal and Cam and Dulcie were all in a relationship. What kind of relationship? Well in our-world terms, who the hell knows. It was a guy and his bestie-bodyguard-cousin who wants nothing to do with sex and his long-distance crush who he never met who he started corresponding with when he and his bestie were 12 and she was 19; there's a whole lot of factors going on there. But by the creation of Paul, we do learn that both Cam and Pal care so deeply for Dulcie that they seem to see her as their soulmate to some extent, hoping to reunite with her upon Paul's eventual death. In HtN, Dulcie seems to indicate similar sentiments. They are a trio, not only "a romantic couple and also Cam" or "a bestie duo and also Dulcie."
One of the fascinating pieces of lore in the GtN extras that has not come up again since is the concept of a sword-marriage, "wherein a necromancer and their cavalier married to one outside party as dual spouses" (452). Mx. M. Bias, as (based on their admittedly hilarious name) a typical second house wet blanket, dismisses this as "almost certainly the invention of the fiction writer, or more likely, the pornographer" (452). It does however seem to be the closest in-world equivalent to whatever the fuck is up with that triad though, and I am inclined to believe that within the 10,000 years of this society's existence it's gotta have been a thing Somewhere at Some Time. Regardless, it's existence within the fictional realm alone leads to some interesting possibilities...
...Anyway, all that to say in this essay I will be arguing that Palamades' sequel to The Necromancer's Marriage Season scrawled on wallpaper in his river bubble was definitely a shameless self-insert work in which he worked through his grief over losing his semi-girlfriend and being separated from and unaware of the fate of his bestie who also just lost their girlfriend through the use of the sword-marriage romance novel trope. This work dealt with themes of what it means to grieve someone who you already knew was dying and the grief of being separated from those you love but was somehow also extremely sexy and would have won eighteen different romance novel awards if Camilla had allowed him to write it (it had an immense amount of smut which she refused to have her body contribute to the creation thereof) and he had managed to send it off to the houses for publication (don't think the necromancy elements would go over well in the publishing industry outside the houses).
#tlt#locked tomb#camilla hect#palamedes sextus#dulcinea septimus#gideon the ninth#I kind of wish I had the writing skills to create a fic for this#but even writing skills aside i do not think that i have the SexyTimes(tm) tolerance to convincingly create it#(me and camilla hect shaking hands meme)
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Bestie you've made me SO CURIOUS about what the hell happened with Lieke
I thought we liked her?? Didn't we win the 2021 semis because of her?? (Don't @ me, I'm terrible at dates, all I remember is that there was an important game and we win it because of her)
Literally biting my nails rn waiting for the gossip 👀🙏
(no rush!! Take your time!! Find your sources!! I appreciate all your work 🫶)
you all really enjoy angst, huh? 😂
okay, rule #1 of barça fandom: we love everyone until we don't 💅🏻 (unfortunately, we have earned a reputation as a fandom that is quick to turn on its players. to be fair, justly in some cases!)
and believe me, lieke was certainly beloved. looking back on her time at barça, she was definitely one of our best players, having played 5 seasons/158 matches and scoring 73 goals.
but what turned culers against lieke was her behaviour and the way she handled leaving the club. according to sport, lieke was allegedly offered a new contract early in the 2021-22 season, indicated she would accept, but never signed the renewal. then she kept putting things off for months, ignored calls of barça reps who say they never knew she wanted to leave on a free transfer. even cgh was asked about the rumours that lieke was leaving and said they were "fake news."
anyway, once the news was announced that lieke would be going to psg, the fandom basically felt like it was a betrayal. even prominent barça journalists called out the way lieke left as "not the right way for the club and her teammates" and that the way she left was a "disappointment."
some fans lamented that barça should place limits on how long players have to decide on a renovation (because lieke dragged it out!)
and other fans started calling lieke all types of names like "rat" "snake" and "traitor" when she first posted she was leaving. and then when lieke got injured during euro2022, the abuse continued with some fans even saying it was karma.
ultimately, there were rumours that the real reason that lieke left was because she wasn't getting the attention that players like alexia was getting from the club and fanbase. remember that lieke joined barça in 2017, which was the same year that she won uefa's player of the year and fifa's the best. was lieke jealous because her star had fallen and alexia's had risen? and because she wasn't spanish/catalan, it would remain that way. she even said as much in an interview with mundo deportivo.
(the tweet above ponders whether lieke has finally confirmed the rumours that had been around for months that she was jealous of alexia and felt overshadowed)
obviously, lieke has a different version of events and even said in her most recent interview that it was because she wanted to be closer to her fiancé and home. but i always thought the issue of not feeling like the "chosen one" or "star girl" lingered. like in the earlier mundo deportivo interview in 2022, she complained about not being thanked by the club:
so yeah, tl;dr, it is what it is. probably everyone involved would want to go back in time and do it differently, but here we are. the truth is probably somewhere in the middle.
and fyi, even today, fans still hold a grudge against lieke.
("the thing about lieke martens… it's a shame… because at PSG she doesn't play at all… she only warms up the bench… here at FCB she would be winning titles and playing🤷🏽♀️ i guess bad decisions you make in life…")
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ok so let me be cringe on main for a minute here (this is a joke btw i know cringe isn't real). odd squad mlp au for your consideration
please ask me questions about this by the way i have so much for this. i'll put some of the basic info (it's a lot more than that now but in my defense it started as a basic summary) and a few more drawings under the cut though please look at it with your eyes thank you
so for some basic explanations we have Olive who is a unicorn, Otto who is a pegasus, Olympia who is a part unicorn earth pony (which i'll explain in a sec), and Otis who is a full blooded pegasus (which i'll also explain the importance of in a moment). i haven't drawn Ms. O, Oscar or Oona yet but they are an alicorn (formerly an earth pony), a unicorn, and an earth pony respectively
Olive and Otto are the only two that i've come up with cutie mark designs for so far (they are so hard to design..) but Olympia and Otis have them too, they just get them mid-season. specifically after the talent show. i'm designing them side by side so that they kinda match because they get them at the same time and also they're besties your honor, but anyways theirs are a little fireworks design and some sort of a swan design because y'know. the ugly duckling story. and also i think part of his talent is dancing and like swan lake exists etc etc. and yes this does mean that he's a little bit scared of his own cutie mark at times but he just tries not to think about it and usually covers it with his wings anyway. all four of their cutie mark meanings are kinda abstract personality trait related things
Olive got hers after stopping the pienado because character development moments, which also kinda means that she's sorta tied to Todd because of this which she Does Not Like. i'll need to make a whole other post about Todd in this au because he's definitely a guy, but anyways while they were partners Olive was a blank flank and despite how good at his job he was Todd was one too and it was like one of the only things they really had in common, but it also ends up being one of the reasons he goes rogue because not only is Todd bored but he's also frustrated because he's tried everything he can think of and won every award he possibly can and he still doesn't have a cutie mark even though he feels like he definitely should by now because this has to be his talent. why would he be so good at it if it wasn't? he doesn't get his cutie mark until after he reforms btw, because before then he was either too certain about his talent being something else or too busy causing trouble to entertain himself that he never really took the time to stop and discover that his actual interest was gardening and that's when he finally gets his cutie mark. in my head i have this alternate version of Otis's tomato speech where when Todd is like "i'm Odd Todd it's who i am" Otis is just like "that's not what your cutie mark says" and it's very silly but anyways i'm gonna circle this back around to Olive real quick
so on top of Todd's cutie mark being in gardening he also has a sort of side meaning as well in the sense that he's a little bit like the CMC and has a sort of knack for encouraging character growth in others whether he realizes it or not because. encouraging plants to grow.. encouraging people to grow... the whole villain rehab thing...... you see what i'm getting at here. but the funny thing is the first pony he really did this to was Olive and it was completely unintentional. he didn't know that she would get her cutie mark by stopping him, at least not consciously, but she did. it probably takes him quite some time before he actually puts together the fact that he's had that talent the whole time.
Otto's cutie mark is a lot sillier. he actually doesn't know how he got it or what it means (as mentioned earlier it's symbolic but he doesn't know that. also shoutout to Shroom aka Evillandscaper for suggesting a paper crane because i did NOT know what i was gonna make it) he just kinda walked into work one day and Olive was like "oh cool you got your cutie mark?" and Otto was just like "WAIT I GOT MY CUTIE MARK?????" cue a whole silly filler episode involving the two of them trying to figure out what it means and also Olive having a crisis over the fact that Otto can do that pegasus thing where they use their wings like cartoon hands. both of these become running bits from then on. also i drew this comic about it and it might be one of my favorite things i've made for this au honestly
and on the topic of cutie marks as i previously mentioned, Olympia and Otis both get theirs after the talent show and they're also matching a little bit. theirs are also personality things but in addition to that Otis's is also for dancing and Olympia's is for magic, and you may be wondering how an earth pony can be a magic talent and this is where that half unicorn thing comes in!
so Olympia is half unicorn half earth pony which i don't think is too uncommon on its own, but the thing that makes her weird is that she inherited traits from both sides instead of just one over the other, so she actually has unicorn magic but no horn to actually use it with so she's unable to cast actual spells or anything but her magic will kinda spill over at times, especially if she's emotional, and cause things to happen like that one time she exploded into glitter when interviewing Olive or of course the fireworks! she's kind of like the Pinkie Pie character who just does unexplained things sometimes she's just very silly. fun fact in her ref you can see that her mane and tail are sparkly and that's because they kinda just perpetually look like they have glitter in them, but the thing is it's not really glitter it's all just magic. i imagine her coat is like this as well but i just didn't draw it in
also as a side note it came to my attention that she bears an uncanny similarity to Sparkleworks from G3 and i have absolutely no idea how that happened At All. like they have the same cutie mark and everything it's so weird. i've never even watched G3 i'm a G4 kid i legitimately have no clue how the hell this happened. i did make this out of it though
anyways for Otis, he's a pegasus of course but he's specifically a Cloudsdale weather pegasus, which yes i did make up but hear me out. so basically in my mind pegasi born in somewhere like Cloudsdale are more likely to have weather talents or like. stronger abilities in controlling the weather and such, which means stuff like larger wings and weatherproof wings and feathers to make it easier to deal with storms and stuff like that, so basically all this is just an excuse for me to give Otis waterproof feathers like a duck. but anyways since he was still raised by the ducks he doesn't actually know he's from Cloudsdale or anything so he just thinks he's weird for the feathers thing
okay i have. way more but i'm cutting myself off here so i don't overload everyone with information but anyways, please ask me about them, and also here's some extra drawings i've done of them :3
#my art#odd squad#odd squad pbs kids#mlp#my little pony#mlp au#odd squad mlp au#i cannot stress this enough btw please please PLEASE ask me about them i have so much information i am begging you
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Penalty Box Series— Preseason Edition (Quinn Hughes Edition)
23-24 Season Masterlist
next: two
tw for trevor’s unemployment
my shoulder check showcase post was referenced! check it out if you haven’t <3
SEPTEMBER 27, 2023
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yourusername WELCOME BACK, SISSY (and hockey) FANS! my best friend, CAPTAIN QUINN HUGHES played his first preseason game tonight and he sure made an impression!
firstly, he got the third penalty of the game and first penalty for the canucks in the first period! it was for holding against hyman of the oilers, and to say i was laughing was an understatement. that was top notch comedy, bestie, thank you sm for keeping me employed
and secondly, QUINN SCORED!!! he got his first (preseason) goal as a captain, AND the first goal of the game during the second period! it was a power play goal, and leon draisaitl (he’s shown in the last pic of this post) was the criminal that made it so! shoutout to him!
i’m sorry you didn’t win, but you played a beautiful 24:10 minutes (most for the canucks, third most overall) and almost won the overtime race against leon’s boy toy, mcdavid!
and lastly, i want to address mine and quinn’s son cole! he got his second penalty of the preseason 3 minutes and 23 seconds after his father! and they both looked dead inside <3 like father, like son! (ps shoutout to petey for also getting a penalty!) (there were ten total penalties!)
you put your whole butts into this game, boys! mwah! you’ll get them next time for the season opener! i love you all!
and i extra love my best friend🩵
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_quinnhughes i have not missed this
yourusername don’t be silly! of course you have! you love it and me!
_quinnhughes i do love you! just not… i could live without the embarrassing screenshots
yourusername so don’t be embarrassing??? this sounds like a captain best friend problem
_quinnhughes you halfway credited my goal to draisaitl? and called mcdavid his boy toy? @.trevorzegras what did you let happen this summer?
trevorzegras @_quinnhughes she got bored
yourusername @_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras they’re my heroes
jackhughes @/yourusername stop… stop typing
user4 OH WE ARE SOOOO BACK
user73 AHHH!! YOU’RE BACK AND BETTER THAN EVER
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colemcward @_quinnhughes what do i do?
_quinnhughes @/colemcward act like she’s normal
colemcward @/yourusername i love you, too, mom! and miss you! thanks for the support! i think
yourusername @/colemcward aw i miss you, too, son! i’ll see you soon, i promise <3
yourusername @_quinnhughes i will fight to the death with you
trevorzegras @/yourusername you are not close enough to casually get on a flight to vancouver right now so don’t you dare
yourusername @/trevorzegras and who’s fault is that?
trevorzegras @/yourusername technically, not mine
yourusername @/trevorzegras it’s tough being the breadwinner right now… but it is a burden i must carry
_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras ““i’m sorry about your life” -sissy” -me
trevorzegras @_quinnhughes maybe i will put her on a plane
user16 THE LIGHT OF MY LIFE HAS RETURNED! oh, and quinn has, too!
jackhughes @_quinnhughes gordy howe hatty when?
yourusername @/jackhughes @_quinnhughes @.lhughes_06 @/colecaufield @/jamie.drysdale @_alexturcotte @/slknight35 @.matthew_tkachuk gordy howe hatty when?
jackhughes @/yourusername i am an angel
yourusername @/jackhughes you’re quite literally a devil
trevorzegras @/yourusername why wasn’t i included?
yourusername @/trevorzegras aww, baby! it’s so cute to think you could fight! i’ll leave yours up to stromer
trevorzegras @/yourusername your favoritism towards stromer is going too far at this point
yourusername @/trevorzegras but daddy, i love him!
jackhughes @/yourusername i’m begging you again to stop typing
_quinnhughes @/jackhughes @/yourusername can i get a regular hatty first?
jackhughes @_quinnhughes no
yourusername @_quinnhughes idc which comes first but i’d like them both pls and ty
slknight35 @/yourusername i’m a goalie?
yourusername @/slknight35 and? you had an assist last season, ullmark scored an empty netter last season (sorry quinny), and goalie fights happen! you’d become a national treasure. you’d steal matty’s title as king of the rats
_quinnhughes @/slknight35 don’t listen to her
matthew_tkachuk @/slknight35 don’t listen to her. i got it.
yourusername @/matthew_tkachuk MY RAT! I KNEW I COULD COUNT ON YOU! my first love🥰
trevorzegras @/yourusername 5 minute major for hurting my feelings. get in the bathroom.
yourusername @/trevorzegras i deserve that
jamie.drysdale @/yourusername if i get a goal and an assist first, i’ll see what i can do
yourusername @/jamie.drysdale this is why you’re my favorite ex husband❤️
jamie.drysdale @/yourusername i try my best (suck it @/jackhughes)
colecaufield @_alexturcotte and i haven’t gotten into a fight??? and you want us to full send???
_alexturcotte @/colecaufield you know damn well what she’s about to say
yourusername @/colecaufield @_alexturcotte sounds like you two don’t love me anymore
_alexturcotte there’s our girl
colecaufield @/trevorzegras add 2 minutes for embellishment
trevorzegras @/colecaufield yes sirrr
lhughes_06 @/yourusername i haven’t even gotten an nhl penalty
yourusername @/lhughes_06 i’ve got big bucks on your first one being puck over the glass
jackhughes @/lhughes_06 i’m rooting for you
_quinnhughes @/yourusername @/jackhughes WHAT DID WE SAY ABOUT GAMBLING?
yourusername @_quinnhughes ““to not to” -mator” -me
user61 i’m begging the universe that sissy posts get to keep happening😭
user44 using this as a sign that *you know what* will happen🕯️🔮
trevorzegras @_quinnhughes thank you
_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras die
yourusername @_quinnhughes you’re literally going to marry us please don’t wish death upon him
_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras fall down a flight of stairs
yourusername @_quinnhughes yeah okay
trevorzegras @_quinnhughes uno reverse
jackhughes @/yourusername they might be worse than us
yourusername @/jackhughes they wish
lhughes_06 @_quinnhughes beautiful debut as a captain! i’m so proud to be your brother!
_quinnhughes i feel like you’re mocking me
lhughes_06 @_quinnhughes i would never
yourusername @_quinnhughes idc if he meant it or not, I’M proud to be your sister💙
_quinnhughes @/yourusername that’s the nicest thing you’ve said this whole post aw (i’m proud to call you my sister) (you too luke)
jackhughes @_quinnhughes you’re proud to call lukey your sister? low blow
lhughes_06 @_quinnhughes all i’ve done is figuratively look up to you my whole life!
_quinnhughes @/jackhughes @/lhughes_06 i’m disowning you both
yourusername @/jackhughes @/lhughes_06 suck it, lucifers
#penalty box series: quinn hughes edition#penalty box series#penalty box series: bonus editions#quinn hughes#quinn hughes imagine#quinn hughes insta edit#vancouver canucks#nhl imagine#hockey imagine#jack hughes#cole mcward#luke hughes#trevor zegras#jamie drysdale#cole caufield#alex turcotte#matthew tkachuk#trevor zegras x reader
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MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (23-24 SZN PART 12)
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notes: short, but i’m tired and have a migraine so i apologize
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y/ndevils00 HAPPY 1989 (TAYLOR’S VERSION) DAY!!! I HOPE YOU’RE ALL STREAMING IT AND LOVING THE VAULT TRACKS AS MUCH AS I AM!!!
AND MORE IMPORTANTLY, AN INSANELY HAPPY 22ND BIRTHDAY TO MY VERY BESTEST FRIEND IN THE ENTIRE WORLD, MY PUPPY, MY SWEETHEART, MY BESTIE NUMBER 1, DAWSON! YOU’RE TAYLOR SWIFT AGE NOW!!
oh yeah, and happy Devils game day too, i guess.
lucifer’s favorite children won 5-4 against the water buffalo’s tonight!
we got 2 great goals in the first period from Holtzy (not pictured because he’s being punished for his comments on tuesday) and my sweet swedish fish, Jesper! they served tonight!
and in second period we got the first out of two goals from Haula hoop! his second goal coming in the third period! my favorite uncle also almost got a hatty, but his stick broke :( criminal! it’s okay, he got the hatty in my eyes AND in my heart, and that’s the only hatty that matters! 🫶
and finally, before we got to holla for Haula-back girl’s second, we got a goal from my amazing, one-of-a-kind, brilliantly spectacular, so babygirl, the guy who stayed up until 2am on a game night and spun me around the house while we listened to 1989 (TV), everyone’s favorite, JACKY!!! this goal brought him up to 18 points in 7 games, which is 9 less games than it took him last season! i’m so proud of you, babygirl! you’re a star and you’re shining your light!
p.s. connor clifton, i am under your bed. seriously, i know where you live.
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jackhughes i love you, my beautiful girl ♥️ thank you for your praise and for being my biggest fan
y/ndevils00 oh? i love you too, sweet boy
jackhughes okay, good, now that that’s done, STOP THREATENING PEOPLE
y/ndevils00 YOU TRICKED ME INTO A FALSE SENSE OF SECURITY!
jackhughes i had to! you don’t listen to me!
y/ndevils00 :(
jackhughes yeah, i’m not nico, that doesn’t work on me
y/ndevils00 RATS!
ehaula i would like to get a real hatty
y/ndevils00 no! you get the hatty in my heart and you appreciate it!
ehaula i don’t wanna
y/ndevils00 you’re an ungrateful uncle
ehaula and you’re a bossy niece
y/ndevils00 I AM NOT! @/kristen.haula AUNT KRISTEN, TELL HIM I’M NOT!
kristen.haula she’s not!
ehaula i rest my case
user19 the last jack picture 🥹
y/ndevils00 that was the product of me yelling “SMILE FOR THE PICTURE, BABYGIRL!”
jackhughes i thought the picture would come out better
y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes i can’t help it, your smile makes me shaky
jesperbratt i got a goal and i served!
y/ndevils00 you got a GREAT goal! i wanna carry you around with me everywhere, do you think nicole would allow it?
jesperbratt i’ll ask!
jesperbratt she says split custody, you can only have weekends
y/ndevils00 hmm i’ll agree to those terms
dawson1417 ITS MY DAY OF BIRTH! THANK YOU, BESTIE NUMBER 3!!
y/ndevils00 DID YOU LIKE YOUR CAKE OF YOUR FACE?!
dawson1417 I LOVED IT!! IT LOOKED JUST LIKE ME!
y/ndevils00 I KNEW IT! I KNEW I DID GOOD!
john.marino97 that cake looked nothing like you?
dawson1417 @/john.marino97 shhh be nice!
john.marino97 i mean, that cake looked just like you! y/n should go into art!
john.marino97 okay, say it, i’m mentally prepared, i can take it
y/ndevils00 you did so well! i’m proud of you and your assist!
john.marino97 wait what?
john.marino97 that’s not what i was expecting
y/ndevils00 i’m feeling nice, don’t push it!
john.marino97 if you’ll excuse me, i have a quick call to make
y/ndevils00 to who?
y/ndevils00 MARINARA, WHY AM I GETTING A CALL FROM *HIM*
john.marino97 i may have pre-tattled
nicohischier i’ll be fine, y/n. no need to threaten!
y/ndevils00 THAT WAS A DIRTY HIT?? ALL THE NEED TO THREATEN!
nicohischier i appreciate that you care for me and my wellbeing, but i’ll be okay
y/ndevils00 but he hurt my slut :( you’re being targeted
nicohischier i’m tough, i can take it
y/ndevils00 no, you aren’t! you cried at finding nemo! i need to wrap you in bubble wrap!
nicohischier HE COULDN’T FIND HIS DAD
user84 so what were john and dawson talking about?
y/ndevils00 HOW MUCH FUN WE’RE GONNA HAVE AT OUR ‘BEST FRIEND NUMBER 1 BIRTHDAY SLUMBER PARTY’!
john.marino97 game plays
dawson1417 candy!
user27 the world may never know
lhughes_06 i can’t believe you laid on the floor for the first picture
y/ndevils00 i think i have gum on my dress
y/ndevils00 at least i hope it’s gum
lhughes_06 burn that dress. just burn it.
y/ndevils00 but i love this dress :(
lhughes_06 jack will get you a new one
y/ndevils00 okay!
jackhughes wait what?
#media management au!#media management series <3#jack hughes#jack hughes x reader#jack hughes imagine#jack hughes fic#jack hughes blurb#nj devils#nhl fic#nhl imagine#faithlynn’s insta edits <3#faithlynn’s writings <3
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