#yeah this is him in full feral mode

[sunkissed-zegras]

Zegras ☕️☕️☕️☕️

god i just know he is SUCH so mean in bed it honestly makes me go fucking feral , like i need him to degrade the shit outta me asap <3

nsfw under the cut, read at your own discretion!

you and trevor had been at each other's throats for the last few days because of a stupid argument. it was one of those situations where pride and stubbornness had taken over, making it difficult for either of you to back down.

what had started as a seemingly trivial argument had escalated into something much larger, and neither of you were willing to back down.

as the days passed, the initial argument had evolved into a full-blown cold war. the atmosphere at home was tense, and the silent treatment had become the default mode of interaction. but now, as trevor was driving his cock right into your sweet spot over and over again, you can't even remember why you were mad in the first place.

you were bent over the couch as trevor slammed into you harshly, your head was completely; all you could think was trevor, trevor, trevor. you couldn't even control your moans anymore, you were crying out in pleasure every snap of his hips.

his hand had a grip on your hair as he kept his pace nice and rough, just you liked. you can't even remember how you ended up here, you were fighting and then boom, he suddenly had you bent over for him.

trevor yanked your head so you were arched, your ear right next his mouth. "fuck, you're such a slut for me, huh?" he groaned in your ear as he kept rutting into you, "yeah? you're my slut, even when you're mad at me. fuck,"

you couldn't even comprehend his words as you nodded, "yes, trev. just for you, only for you!"

you couldn't help but cry out in pleasure as he yanked your hair again, "so nice to finally hear you be so nice again, but it's only 'cus i'm fucking you so good, huh baby?"

you nodded mindlessly as he kept driving into you, sinful noises filling the whole living room. you felt the familiar knot start to form in your lower stomach and trevor felt you clench harder around his cock, making let out a groan.

"i'm gonna cum, trev." you cried out as he gripped your hair harder, making you grip the couch. "fuck!"

he felt himself twitch inside you and his head fell back in pleasure, "me too, princess, almost there."

you let out a loud moan as you came undone all over trevor's cock which made trevor's grip in your hair rougher. he felt himself twitch once more before he filled you with his cum.

his grip loosened and he caught his breath before turning your head to the side, engulfing you in a sweet kiss.

#nhl imagine #nhl #nhl fic #hockey #nhl oneshot #nhl fanfiction #hockey fic #trevorzegras #trevor zegras imagine #trevor zegras #trevor zegras fic #trevor zegras x reader #trevor zegras fluff #trevor zegras x you #trevor zegras x oc #trevor zegras x y/n #trevor zegras smut #trevor zegras blurb #nhl hockey #cole caufield #anaheim ducks #alex turcotte #jamie drysdale #anaheim ducks imagines

[fairyhaos]

i just reread your synaesthesia (is that the right spelling 💀) for cheol and it just gave me super old, super gentleman vampire cheol vibes and i can't stop thinking about it 😩

(+yoon jeonghan, a menace, even more so as a vamp)

👀 so.... 95 line as vampires?

[95 line ver] [96 line ver] [97 line ver] [maknaez ver]

seungcheol

has definitely been around for several centuries at least. no one knows how old he is, only that he's, like, really old. honestly is probably a pureblood vampire, having been born as one to an incredibly powerful and formidable family. has been actively fighting against old vampire traditions about superiority complexes and the disgusting, bloodthirsty expectations ingrained into generations. very civilised, but also incredibly intimidating. likes to show off to newborn vampires and leave them terrified for their lives. has somehow mastered the art of looking sexy while draining a human being of their life

jeonghan

the most ethereal looking vampire ever. carries around a parasol with him on really sunny days, because yeah the myths about vampires crumbling to dust in the sun might not be true but he has delicate skin okay and he burns more easily than the other vampires </3 tells every vampire he meets that he has a body count of over a thousand. no one knows which kind of body count he means and he smiles so deviously that no one is brave enough to ask. when he's in bat form he can often be found sleeping in the awnings of some abandoned cathedral , but if he's not then he's definitely terrorising people, squawking and generally causing chaos

joshua

has the most mesmerising eyes. even when not in full feral bat mode his eyes are an interesting maroon, not quite normal brown and not quite vampire red and it makes people stare. the prettiest smile, would look so fairy-like and innocent if he didn't have the sharpest fangs known to vampire-kind. no one knows if he was a turned vampire or a pureblood vampire, and he smiles sweetly and tells them to shut the fuck up whenever anyone asks. but in general he's very gentlemanly, very kind, and has definitely brought suffering onto himself before by guiding old ladies to the church when they get lost.

should i do the rest of the member lines too? what do we think?

fics tags: @jeonginssa @weird-bookworm @minhui896 @bunnyiix @slytherinshua @haowrld @belladaises @moonlitskiiies @mirxzii @butiluvu @zozojella @kawennote09 @thedensworld @a-wandering-stay @abibliolife @doublasting @wonranghaeee @icyminghao @sweet-like-caramel @your-yxnnie @evasaysstuff @odxrilove @kyeomyun @crackedpumpkin @jeonride @kellesvt

#fairyhaos.works #fairyhaos.thoughts #svt #seventeen #seungcheol #jeonghan #joshua #scoups #svt fic #svt drabbles #seventeen fic #seventeen imagines #svt imagines #svt seungcheol #svt jeonghan #svt joshua #svt x reader #seventeen x reader #svt scoups #95z #95 line

[sylveon-and-velveon]

@fandomhungryuwu You son of a bitch I'm in! I love that song so much XD

Playing "Here Comes the Hurricane Bitch" around the slashers

This will include: Michael Myers {OG & RZ}, Brahms Heelshire, Jason Voorhees, Billy Lenz, Freddy Krueger, Stu Macher, Billy Loomis, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Harry Warden, Tiffany Valentine

Feel free to request any shitpost writing prompt ideas you can think of in my asks, I love silly non-serious ideas XD

OG Michael Myers

Silently judging you

Also probably just hearing a bunch of random noises instead of the absolute banger that is this short song

Yeah my headcannon still stands on this man being a Kate Bush fan. That man would would fucking listen to her songs while killing people

Slowest middle finger you've seen someone give you while "HERE COMES THE HURRICANE BITCH" is blasting out of the speakers

RZ Michael Myers

Confused would be an understatement for him

But he'd mainly be annoyed by the loud noise blasting from the device you're playing it from

Reminds him of the shitty people from his past :<

Just turn down the music enough for you both to vibe to while eating some yummy food :D

Brahms Heelshire

Bro hears "hurricane" and one of two things happen:

1: He thinks a hurricane is nearby.

2: He's confused as fuck on what a hurricane is

Secret third option is BOTH-

Please reassure this poor man that it's just a song, until he either understands or stops freaking out TvT

Homie only knows the sound of pianos

Jason Voorhees

Nothing sexual? Damn he's fine with it, just a little uncomfy with the continuous "bitch"

Other than that he's happy to watch you enjoy the music, even if you're going full gremlin mode throughout it all

If you're happy, he's okay with it

Just don't start blasting NSFW music in his vicinity-

Billy Lenz

Wanna see a gremlin be a gremlin with you? Billy's got ya back!

Whether he understands the song or not, he will be a gremlin with you the second he sees you are now a gremlin to the music.

You are now one with his gremlin kind, you can't run now

I dunno what that means either, but it makes sense XD

Freddy Kreuger

Pure chaos, that's the song. Of course he'll love it

But the second he finds out there was indeed a hurricane called "Katrina"? Ohohoho.... ya fucking lost him

What, is he dying of laughter? Dunno, but ya lost him XD

Oh he'd totally copy how "bitch" is said in the song as an inside joke between you two

Stu Macher and Billy Loomis

Oddly enough I think they'd be their own type of gremlins to the music

Billy's killing someone to the beat of the chaotic music that's somehow a vibe

Stu's just going fucking feral to the music, enjoying his heart out

You're either watching the chaos unfold or joining in with one of them

No inbetween-

Thomas Hewitt

Oh look another judger-

Probably not judging as much as the others

If the music makes you happy, he doesn't mind

But that ain't stopping him from being confused at your taste in music being in his mind "loud and obnoxious"

Bubba Sawyer

The most confused out of all of them, change my mind

Doubt anyone's told him what a tornado is, let alone a hurricane

Also I highly doubt he's seen either in action, that be on TV or not

He'll probably vibe with you, but just a little confused on everything about the music lol

Harry Warden

My point still stands, I need GIFs of this man-

But with the music? Most traumatized

You've somehow unlocked some kind of PTSD that motherfucker had in the back of his mind

Totally not helping when you're blasting the music that literally says:

"HERE COMES THE HURRICANE BITCH-"

Tiffany Valentine

All here for it

Oh she's slaying the music with all her outfits

Probably would join in with you dancing to the music, but would take it a little more seriously lol

Is my love for her fabulous outfit choices too obvious?

#slasher #slasher x reader #slashers #michael myers #michael myers x reader #rz michael myers #rz myers x reader #brahms heelshire #brahms heelshire x reader #jason voorhees #jason voorhes x reader #billy lenz #black christmas #billy lenz x reader #freddy krueger #freddy krueger x reader #stu macher #billy loomis #stu macher x reader #billy loomis x reader #thomas hewitt #thomas hewitt x reader #bubba sawyer #bubba sawyer x reader #harry warden x reader #harry warden #tiffany valentine

[piived]

Justice is Swift (Vengeance is Sweet) — Ch.3 Memes/Shitposts

master post || <- ch.2 memes || ch.3

Danny: Wow this coffee is so good I hope nothing happens to it…

Jason, spilling Danny’s coffee all over his shirt: Oh no, I think you need to take that off. Right now ;)

Tim: Can you guys fucking STOP and flirt like NORMAL PEOPLE?

Bernard, secretly filming: No, don’t listen to him, keep going.

-

Danny, sleep deprived and in desperate need of caffeine: *catches a glimpse of Jason*

Danny, blinking: God?

Jason, absolutely smitten: Not quite, sweetie :’)

Danny: Oh, good, I thought I died again for a second

Jason: HUH?

-

Danny: Oh I think that barista gave me her number by accident lol it’s clearly meant for you

Jason, taking off his shirt: He’s so fucking stupid I must have him

-

Danny: lol yeah Amity is Super Haunted

Tim, full conspiracy board mode: Why the fuck have I never heard of Amity before?

-

Danny: Okay time to lay low and be completely normal. No Phantom, no problem :)

Also Danny the second Amity is brought up, no self control in sight and ready to spill everything: So ghosts are actually real and there’s this one really cool one named Phantom who’s basically my best friend —

-

Danny, telling a story and casually mentioning ghosts like it’s nothing bc he’s used to no one in Amity Park batting an eye at the paranormal: — and then Skulker came around and threatened to ‘mount my pelt’, which after the hundredth time hearing is just kind of like, ‘yeah, whatever dude we get it, can I just buy my ice cream now?’ like he’s a serious vibe killer y’know but his girlfriend Ember is pretty cool when she’s not mind controlling people with her music an—

Any Gothamite he speaks to thinking he’s insane: Yo, what the fuck?

Danny, confused: What? You’ve never seen a ghost? Weird :/

-

Danny, resigned to collecting strays: Whatchya got there, Ellie?

Ellie, holding a smoothie and two feral kittens: Uh, a smoothie.

-

Jason: Get me a notepad.

Tim: Are you going to just draw a dick like last time?

Jason: … No.

Tim: You hesitated.

#jisvis #jisvis ch.3 #jisvis ch.3 shitposts #vee creates #dpxdc

[tuituipupu]

i cannot even begin to record how insane today has been like my mind has fully been blown i just ;;;;

- everyone has been saying they’re supporting my country and wishing me luck (wearing finnish flag, ppl come up to me speaking finnish)

- taxi driver fully shouted: “MITÄ KUULU?!” @ me as I was walking back to the hotel and i just gesticulated wildly and couldn’t stop laughing

- bumped into luke black on the street near the cavern club and got a picture

- got a picture with marco mengoni just as he left his hotel to perform at the eurovision village

- near the front of the eurovision village for marco mengoni full set (screamed: SE È QUESTA L’ULTIMAAAAAAAAA)

- met up with finns i met the other day, & they told us more euroclub tickets were available on the door (400 tickets)

- turns out there were only 100 and we stuck out the brisk Liverpool evening air queueing on foot for 2 hours

- got yelled “Shalom” at in the queue because an israeli thought my finland flag was Israel folded up.

- the same man also brought our front of queue area Coca Cola and brownies - I took a cola bottle it was so kind 💛

- made mutuals with a helsinki finn who was behind us in the queue trying to get tickets

- i’m in Liverpool with my dad because my sister had to complete her studies and couldn’t come and everyone said my dad was so kind for coming to see käärijä at euroclub with me and that they want to be ADOPTED BY HIM?!?!

LMAOAOAMWOWKSOAKSKSK ?!-!&/@/‘!!

- so yeah. käärijä was up first in the euroclub lineup and i went feral goblin mode and now i am back at my room again.

…. trying to process this all rn besties 🫡🤠

#probably the craziest day in my life so far? #yes. #personal #eurovision 2023 #käärijä #euroclub

[fbfh]

light up the dark - Leo Valdez x reader [XVI]

wc: 2.7k

genre: TOOTH ROTTING FLUFF. that's it. gutwrenching nausiating fluff and emotional growth. I warned you.

pairing: Leo Valdez x goth!child of eros!fem reader

warnings: Apollo dropping a classic "I'm proud of you, kid" moment, reader has to adjust to nice safe good feelings, Harley being a feral 11 year old, Leo goes full texas mode for a minute, descriptions of camp that will make you homesick for it :')

summary: you finally make your way back to camp with your new boyfriend and new friends, and for the first time in your life, you think you know what inner peace feels like. Also, camp is just as amazing as Leo described it.

song recs: writer in the sun - donovan, proof - paramore, bad idea (reprise) - waitress obc, the cheap bouquet - pierce the veil, heaven is a place on earth - belinda carlisle, the campfire song - the lightning thief musical, happy - marina, crazier - taylor swift, how far we've come - matchbox twenty

a/n: THERE'S ONLY ONE PART AFTER THIS AND ITS MAKING ME EMOTIONAL!!!!!!!!!! honestly how far we've come is giving end credits music. Idk what to do with myself after this tbh

tags @yesv01 @magcon7280 @avashaye @perseajohnson @afidiofobia @thatmultifandomloser @yelenabel0vaswife @almostjollypizza @fictionalcomforts  @lizziebitch33  @jacksondeeznuts @girlfriendwhoseawitch @urmum-xoxo @Asunnyhunny @dustyinkpages @cowboylikekelsey @legramilis @youkissedareaderinthedark @mrscarolscaramoucheplease @cosmiq-cloud @anything-forourmoony  @i-dont-remember-a-lot  @chasingpj @1dpjohoohp @mystic-writings   @babiesimagines @dreamerball @demirunner @if-only-i-was-fictional @inthehoneymoonwithconnorrk800 @kiara7777

You’re about half way through your iris message with Chiron, explaining your side of the story and how everything went down, that you found the sundial and are ready to come back to camp. Suddenly, he freezes, staring blankly behind you. He coughs awkwardly, nodding and gesturing behind you. You feel something warm on the back of your neck and turn around to see Apollo standing behind you. You jump up suddenly, startled at his presence. Your heart thuds in your chest and you try to come down from the spike of adrenaline coursing through you. He looks at you kindly. It throws you off, you’re still not used to people looking at you like that. 

“I knew you could do it.” He says softly. You glance over at Leo through the doorway and he follows your gaze, watching the way you look at him. The way Apollo is looking at you, you can tell he doesn’t just mean finding the sundial. He shrugs, sighing. 

“I suppose it makes sense that she would hide it in the most horrific, off putting vessel imaginable…” A sense of peace overcomes you as he speaks. It’s strangely comforting, a feeling you hope you can get used to. 

“Yeah, that does describe Eldritch Deity furby pretty well, ” you agree, picking him up from his spot on the couch. 

You smooth his crunchy fur, trancing your finger over the newly installed battery pack Leo just finished fixing up. Apollo shudders at the sight of him. You think back to a little while ago, when you finally spilled your guts and told Leo how you feel, when you finally got everything off your chest. You gaze down at Eldritch Deity furby’s horrifying face, and remember how Leo held you, how sweetly he kissed you and touched you. Part of you can’t believe you really did that, you really told him how you feel, and he feels the same way right back. Your gaze softens, head still spinning with his touch. It doesn’t feel real, but he’s been looking at you differently ever since, and that’s all the proof you need. 

Overwhelmed by a sudden sense of gratitude, you look back up to thank him, but he’s gone. You look around, but he vanished without a trace. Before you can wonder where he went, Jason enters, holding a printed out piece of paper. 

“So apparently,” he starts, irritation evident in his voice as he fidgets with his glasses, “after we pack up, we have to do all these chores before we leave. Including…” 

He skims the list. 

“Mowing the lawn.” 

You both sigh in frustration. 

“That sounds like so much fun.” You deadpan, voice dripping with sarcasm. Your eyes widen in surprise when you actually get a laugh out of Jason, before you part ways to pack your stuff and tackle this massive list of chores. 

You spend most of the rest of the day getting the house back to rights, and by that evening, you’re all piled up in the camp van. You cruise down byways and highways and freeways, getting steadily closer to Camp. The hum of the van is a relaxing white noise, and the rumbling of the car is comforting as you cruise down the highway, occasionally passing under green signs overhead, directing traffic on how to get to various places other than your destination. You’re riding shotgun, and the car seat is comfy and worn in. You trace your black nails along the ripped edges of the leather on the arm rest, and find that your gaze keeps landing on Leo in the driver’s seat next to you. 

It’s warming up, and you drive with the windows down. Fresh air swirls through the camp van, blowing everyone’s hair around, and it leaves you feeling refreshed. The snow has melted, and  the only place you see it is piled up in parking lots, shoved out of the way by snow plows. Everyone else is piled into the back of the van, squished in the rows of seats, paired off and sleeping or talking quietly. Your phone is plugged into the car speakers, and in spite of the angsty music Leo insisted you play, everyone else seems to be sleeping pretty soundly. 

“What’s this one?” Leo asks, nodding along to the beat. 

“The Cheap Bouquet by Pierce the Veil.” You answer automatically. He smiles, and you watch him tap the steering wheel. You feel your face flush, and you look away from him and out the window. You never thought someone as amazing and warm as him even existed, much less would like your taste in music. You continue to drive through the darkening sunset as your playlist titled song recs shuffles. You had time to put one together before you left, composed of all your favorite emo music to show Leo. In spite of the edgy guitars and perfectly rough vocals, it feels quiet. It’s another strange feeling, and another one you hope to get accustomed to. 

The air flows into the van, smelling like summer, and Leo reaches over for your hand, holding it in his. The feeling of his fingers grazing across your knuckles makes your chest squeeze and your stomach flip. You lean into it, slowly settling into the feeling of your hand in his, and soon you’re in another quiet paracosm with just the two of you. And Vic Fuentes. Leo smiles and squeezes your hand. 

“I think you’re really gonna like camp.” He states. You never would have believed someone telling you that you’d love a summer camp, but the way he says it, it’s hard not to believe him. 

“Yeah?” You muse, looking over at him, watching the way his eyes light up and sparkle when he talks about it. “What’s it like?” 

He smiles at you, and his chest fills with that warmth he only gets around you. He starts rambling about camp and how great it is, and he’s reminded of the first car trip you took together, just you and him and Jason. You listened to Palaye Royale and he told you about camp. It feels like years ago, but he remembers it like it was yesterday. 

“Eros cabin is number 39, I think,” he continues after you listen to him ramble about how great camp is for a few minutes. “I don’t think there are any other children of Eros at camp right now, but if you get lonely I’m sure Aphrodite cabin won’t mind having you sleep over.” 

The note of humor in his voice makes you laugh. You’re both well aware that the only sleepovers you like are the ones where Leo makes your head spin and your legs shake, but you catch a glimpse of Piper in the rear view mirror, playing a game on her switch. She has headphones in and doesn’t notice you looking at her, but she scoffs in annoyance as she loses the level she’s on again. Piper is okay in your book, all of Leo’s friends are. She’s kind of cool. 

“That doesn’t sound… terrible…” you murmur, and Leo smiles, nudging you playfully. 

“See?” He beams, “We’re gonna have you making lanyards and french braiding hair before you know it.” 

You suppress a loud laugh, one he shares. 

“Well, I guess if I have to…” You mutter. Leo looks at you again, and once again, he sees it. He sees that thinly veiled wall of disinterest masking your excitement. Except this time, it’s more playful than it used to be. Your chilly demeanor has become an inside joke, a bit for you to go back and forth with. He smiles, squeezing your hand in his before lifting it up. He presses a soft kiss to the back of your knuckles, and your skin feels electric where his lips meet it. You turn away again, staring out the window to try and hide how flustered you are. Leo just smiles. As you both breathe in the refreshing air that smells like the beginnings of summer, he thinks there will be plenty of time to get you all the way warmed up to him and his friends. The seasons are back to normal, and you have all the time in the world to get used to being loved. He’s looking forward to being the one who helps to get you there. 

By the time you finally get back to camp, it’s late at night. Really late. You expect to crash in your cabin, and catch up with Chiron in the morning. Even though you’re exhausted as you trudge up the hill, with the scent of strawberries wafting around you on the breeze, you have no idea how you’re going to sleep. Everything Leo and his friends have told you about camp makes it sound like heaven, and you really don’t want to have to wait until morning to get to experience it. As you walk over the hill and camp finally comes into view, it’s nothing like you expected. 

To your right is a large amphitheater, with a roaring bonfire in full blast. Tons of people are seated, and even more are walking around, chatting and roasting marshmallows. Lights are strung throughout the trees, and a few people are playing guitars and other instruments, leading a singalong. It looks so warm and inviting. You’re filled with a visceral sense of longing, wishing for the first time that you could be right in the middle of the crowd. Your friends laugh in delight at the surprise that everyone’s still up, and presumably waiting for you all. It wakes them from their drowsy stupor, and they push through fatigue down the hill and toward the amphitheater. Leo smiles at you before reaching for your hand.

“Come on,” he smiles, dragging you into the fray. 

Someone spots you all approaching, and everyone else notices quickly after that. A cheer sweeps through the crowd and the fire blazes, doubling in height and glowing gold. A few people run forward and tackle Annabeth and Piper with hugs. You laugh in shock, not expecting such a warm welcome so late at night. You turn to Leo, but before you can say anything, he gets tackled in a hug too. Leo laughs, hugging the 11 year old back. He greets Leo with a yell, then begins talking at the speed of light.

“...it’s been so boring without you!” Leo laughs, setting him down and ruffling his hair. 

“I missed you too, H-meister! Have any trouble holding down the fort?” The kid considers, then shrugs. “I only blew up a couple things while you were gone.” 

Leo considers, then high fives him. 

“Not bad.” Leo glances over to you, then drags the kid over, introducing you. 

“This is Harley, my half brother.” 

Harley looks between you and Leo, a little unsure, before Leo nudges him. 

“Uh- nice to meet you.” Harley says. You weren’t expecting to socialize so much this late at night, but you can tell Harley is really important to Leo. You consider how to make a good impression. You greet him back, scrambling for something to break the ice a little. 

“So, you… explode things?” 

His face lights up. 

“Yeah! We were working on this animatronic thing in Bunker 9, and we wound it up so fast it caught fire!” “Wow,” you agree, impressed that he knows so much about engineering at such a young age. Then again, if he’s Leo’s half brother, you’re not surprised the kid’s a genius. He tells you more about recent explosions, before he turns back to Leo. “Oh, Nyssa’s looking for you. She had something to tell you, I’ll go find her. Be right back!” 

He runs off before you or Leo can say anything else. You both chuckle, and Leo guides you further into the crowd, looking for Chiron and introducing you to some people along the way. Eventually you find him, and he’s taller than he looked through iris messages. He’s also half horse, which is a little surprising. Annabeth sees the shocked look on your face from a few feet away and nudges Percy, who’s reminded of the first time he saw Chiron like this too. Leo introduces you for the first time in person, and Chiron smiles. 

“We’re all delighted to have you here.” Someone sets off fireworks somewhere behind you, and everyone starts cheering. Chiron laughs. “Clearly.” 

“This is one hell of a welcoming committee,” Leo chuckles, and Chiron agrees. 

“Yes, well, I tried to keep everything regarding your arrival back at camp under wraps, but… the word got out somehow, I suppose.”

He tries to sound like he really needed to be convinced to let everyone stay up late to greet you and welcome you back, but you and Leo can both tell he’s glad you all have reason to celebrate.  He shoos you off to greet the rest of your friends and get something to eat. After a few more introductions, and some of the best barbeque you’ve ever had in your life - you threw in an extra piece for Apollo, thanking him for helping you to get her, believing that you could tell Leo how you feel - Leo drags you away to a more secluded area. Wherever there aren’t any instruments and singalongs, there are CD players scattered around, playing lively music and keeping the good vibes going. 

He pulls you away to a little grassy spot, illuminated by soft twinkle lights and soaked in moonlight. A country song is playing nearby, and even though you know you would hate it anywhere else, it sounds nice here. You get why people like it. Leo looks at you warmly, soaking in this moment between the two of you. 

“So, how are you liking it so far?” 

You take in the scenery, all the beautiful nature and architecture and worn wooden signs that make this place already feel like you belong here. You struggle to find a single flaw. 

“The heat sucks…” You reply lightly, and it’s obvious to both of you that you don’t actually care about the heat that much, but it’s the only complaint you can think of. “Yeah,” Leo sighs, looking around, “This is nothing compared to Texas summers.” 

You look back at him, raising your eyebrows in shock. 

“Oh?” Surprise is evident on your face, and he realizes he never mentioned he’s from Houston before now. “I had no idea you’re a country boy…” 

Leo seizes the opportunity, tilting an imaginary cowboy hat and bringing out his southern drawl. 

“Born and raised, ma’am.” 

You let out a beautiful, unreserved laugh, and he’s sure it’s the most beautiful sound he’s ever gotten out of you yet. You have no idea if it’s the atmosphere of camp that lives up to every good thing Leo said about it, or the let down from all the ass kicking and chaos of the last several days, but when Leo pulls you close to him and starts dancing to the country song playing around you, you finally realize that you can’t fight the butterflies you get around him. More importantly, you don’t want to anymore. He twirls you in his arms, spinning you around until you laugh again. 

You don’t care that he can tell this is making you flustered, you don’t care about how people see you anymore. You throw yourself in his arms, letting yourself feel happy and excited to the fullest extent. No one’s even staring at you, not in this little cozy spot you find yourselves in, but you really wouldn’t care if they were. You think that if this feeling stays, camp won’t be so bad. You might even like it. You might even love it. And you think that maybe anything could be fun if you do it with Leo. You know for sure that you plan to find out. He pulls you close, bringing his face right up to yours until your noses are brushing. He gazes at you with that sweet, sparkly look in his eyes, and he wants to kiss you. Before he does, he brushes his thumb across your lips, and breathes so softly no one else would hear it. 

“Welcome home.” 

#light up the dark #leo valdez #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez fluff #heroes of olympus #heroes of olympus x reader #heroes of olympus fluff #HES SO HES HE HES VERY

[suzukiblu]

I'm mildly obsessed with all of your AUs, but particularly gentle princely caretaking and feral kon and liger pups. are those supposed to be in the same universe? also, is the implication in the latter that Kon has been in Roam for a full freaking six-plus years?! damn, imagine waking up to realize you've lost more than half a decade to being a family pet

Thank you! I love both of those concepts and really wanna progress further in them, I just keep getting unfortunately distracted by the eighty-seven million other things I wanna write.

I'm actually not quiiiiite decided if they're set in the same AU or just parallel situations with different outcomes yet or not, so I'm currently tagging them separately until I decide one way or the other.

And yeah, Kon's been in Roam for probably a good eight to ten years in the liger pups, but he's got no idea how long Sacker had him before Tuftan got him and is still in "stuck at sixteen" mode at that point in canon, so he actually has no way to know how long he's been there at all! ❤️

SO THAT'LL BE FUN FOR HIM TO WAKE UP TO, YEAH.

#eleutheria-has-won #meta ecetera

[fixfoxnox]

Since my friends know around October I become the "feral for the fair" guy and I adore writing fair dates, one of my friends sent me a fair date moodboard. It has made me feral over the fair again so fair date headcanons of Jackson and Roach dragging the 141 to the fair in the US with them

141 at the fair:

Roach sounds more Southern than the 141 has ever heard him before they even get there. Like he's shifted into full sweet Southern boy mode just out of excitement.

Jackson is similarly excited to a point that his accent starts coming out. The moment Jackson calls Gaz "Darlin'," Gaz knows that he's going to have a long day ahead of him. (He's only ever heard Jackson call him that with that voice in one context and he's been Pavloved into reacting to it, much to his embarrassment.) (Jackson does not notice that he's driving his boyfriend crazy)

Jackson and Roach have a list of foods that they plan on making the 141 try, just to see if it will kill them

"I say we make them try a turkey leg first"

"Turkey leg? Thats weak Sanderson, we are getting these men a deep fried macaroni donut burger first"

"So you're just trying to take them out on the first go? Dude we need a middle ground"

*snap* "Lemonade"

"Lemonade!!"

And the 141 are just like 😃 cause what the fuck

Gaz takes a singular bite of a deep fried macaroni donut burger and immediately spits it out. Same thing with the rest of the 141 who then watch in horror as Jackson and Roach (southern boys raised on grease) split the rest of it between them

Soap absolutely wants to play all the games. Roach tries to warn him that most of them are rigged but Soap still insists

He loses like forty dollars before finally winning a tiny stuffed animal at one of the booths

Roach sees how upset he is and and is like "do you want me to win you something?" And Soap is all "no, don't waste your money too"

Roach then walks directly over to one of the games and does it perfectly, winning a giant dog plush for Soap.

Soap asks him how the fuck he did it (with a big grin on his bright red face as he hugs the dog) and Roach just kinda shrugs and is like "I used to work the county fair back home, I know the ins and outs"

Its mostly the truth, but he isn't going to tell Soap that even if he hadn't won the game the Carnie would have pretended he had thanks to the thirty dollars he'd slipped him

Ghost is like "oh let me try one too" and does one of the ball throwing ones and, despite Roach knowing the stuff is literally fixed with a spring so it won't move, he hits it so hard that it knocks it back

He gets Roach a stuffed bear and when he goes to do the thing again to get Soap something the carnie literally turns him away ajsjjdjd

Jackson tries to drag the 141 on rides with them and at first they're all game but as they get closer Gaz and Soap are like "uhhh, is that duck tape on that?"

"Oh yeah, ducktape probably holds that bad boy together"

They immediately nope out and Gaz is anxious the entire time that he watches Jackson and Ghost is on the ride.

Ghost is only on the ride because Jackson dropped a "do it, no balls" to him and he is nothing if not willing to do a challenge.

Roach has a picture of him and Jackson on this crazy ride with Jackson screaming and Ghost looking unbelievably unbothered

Price dissappears on the group like ten minutes after the burger incident and they later find him sitting watching the animal shows

He leaves with them only temporarily to go through the petting zoo where he buys like six cups of food and feeds every single one of the animals as they go through

He then ditches the team to go back to watching the animal shows

They go through the hall of industries and Roach buys up like so much candy from one of the local confectioners. He drops like 300 dollars sjsbdhhdjd

Because they're in either Jackson or Roach's home state the hall of industries has a lot of republican/right wing merch as they're going through

Ghost, Soap, and Gaz are horrified but Jackson and Roach are wheezing as they look through the shirts

*Jackson holds up a shirt that says "I love trucks, beer, tits, and the USA" on it with an American flag overlayed*

Roach: well thats a must buy

They spend like 30 minutes looking at the game and fish commissions little display (just a giant fish tank)

Roach made them go later in the day so by the time they get done there the sun has set and all the fair lights are on

Though Soap and Gaz are still terrified of the rides, Jackson and Roach make the men go on the ferris wheel with them because "its literally the most romantic thing in the universe guys"

In Ghost, Soap, and Roach's little car things are very cute. Roach takes pictures at the top of the view and them even though Soap is literally so stressed that he's going to drop his phone

He also makes a point to kiss both of them at the top cause he's always wanted that Romantic movie moment

In Gaz and Jackson's car, Gaz is freaked the fuck out still. He saw the ducktape and he is clinging to the side. When they stop at the top he's literally terrified.

Jackson briefly considers rocking the cart but instead makes the smart choice to be a good boyfriend

He sweet talks Gaz with his accent, wrapping his arms around him to comfort and assure him. He gets him to focus on the view with him and Gaz slowly relaxes. Jackson steals a kiss as they start going back down.

They leave after that, though not without Roach complaining a bunch because "the energy of the fair at night is just so much better!"

They meet up with Price in the parking lot where he is eating funnel cake (much to Roach and Jackson's amusement)

Soaps giant dog and Roach's giant teddy bear goes in their shared room with Ghost

Jackson wears his "trucks, beer, tits, and the USA" shirt all the time while lounging around at home and every time Gaz see's it he rolls his eyes

#gary roach sanderson #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #ghostroach #ghost x roach #call of duty #soap x roach #soaproach #ghost x soap #soapghost #ghostroachsoap #kyle gaz garrick #captain john price #paul jackson #gaz x jackson #thoughts with luke #task force 141

[shunuki]

More personal head canon proof of them as a couple.

In the later chapters (Quincy invasion) we see Shunsui go kind of ballistic when the old man gets cut down by Yhwach....

Well let's go back to the fall of the Espadas. Shunsui goes absolutely bat-shit/feral/beast mode when Wonderweiss hole punches Ukitake right in front of him.

The anime shows it better.

Sure they're best friends, but this is kind of an over the top "you tried to kill my mate, I must kill you quickly" type reaction.

Yeah he's devastated that the old man got killed, but this is someone in full protect what's mine mode.

I know we shippers can always find reason to base our ship but even in some of this blog's latest posts their relationship is really heavily implied by the creator, he just won't officially acknowledge it, but it's there, we see.

#shunuki #shunsui #jushiro #shunsui kyoraku #jushiro ukitake #wonderweiss #manga #anime #we're still gonna deny death happened #my heart #my comfort characters #they need happy endings #jushiro got done dirty in the manga

[thefanciestborrower]

Idk if you watched it or not but part 2 of dragons rising definitely has a lot of pred Kai propaganda with how protective and supportive he is of wyldfyre at the end. But specifically just to wyldfyre, he's still the same with everyone else. He legit went from, "who tf let this small feral child here" to "this is my child wyldfyre, she has adhd and rabies. Anyway we're gonna blow up some buildings 😎".

Dude I binged the whole thing and you’re right it’s so full of pred Kai propaganda. Rambling under the cut cause I wanna be carful of spoilers lol

ANYWAYS YEAH their whole relationship has me screaming like gosh! Kai reverts into annoyed yet affectionate big brother mode around her and UGH! I couldn’t stop thinking about him threatening to eat her if she didn’t chill out and stop pulling dangerous pranks. I see him as having threatened to do the same to Lloyd when he was little and going through his gremlin phase too, but unlike Lloyd who took the threat maybe a little too seriously, Wyldfire straight up just. Doesn’t care. She’s been eaten lots of times by Heatwave so why would she be scared of Kai doing the same! His insides are probably too squishy and weak to handle her anyways and if he tries. She’ll bite him. 

I do think the fact that he even can eat people would give her a little more respect for him though since, in her eyes, that’s a dragon thing and therefor a cool and familiar thing. They deserve to bond via silly games that end in Kai playfully chewing on her and teasing about how good of a snack she makes lol. She’ll probably try and set him on fire for that, but Kai is pretty fire resistant and she’s honestly just playing for the most part anyways. She’d really like lounging around in his stomach I think because his internal temperature is way higher than the average human’s which again, reminds her of a dragon. She gets comfy fast and Kai can’t help but feel incredibly flattered and protective of his fire wielding maniac of a child 

#they’re everything to me your honor #big brother ka¡ is so so so cute help #he loves his gremlin child #takes care of her and teaches her all the lessons Wu taught him #soft vore #safe vore #fandom vore #ask #g/t vore #anon ask #n.injago vore

[dutifullyshamelessearthquake]

holy shit IM LOSING MY MIND??? I’m done it’s over and

I- I’m running out of ways to express my obsession with your Sickfics… I need to invent new words? Or new ways to scream in text form because I need you to understand how fucking AMAZING this new fic is 😭😭😭😭

It’s so damn good???? It’s SO SATISFYING????? HELLO?? oh my word cyno cyno cyno what an absolute mess you are.🥺 poor poor thing!! I love everything in this fic. I love their relationship and how comfy they are together - how much Cyno loved spoiling nari (and tighnari deserves it let’s be real) I love the use of implied both ends!! I feel like it works really well in this case and it’s subtle but I love the implication that maybe Cyno was coming down with a bug before hand since he wasn’t feeling hungry? But then it’s like the heavy food expedited that process. I love the descriptions of fullness and how he just- very quickly - is NOT okay anymore. UHG HIS ANXIETY??? you captured the thought process perfectly of just being seen and being seen too much and the constant what ifs. Idk if Tighnari knew cyno hated being sick in public but he ABSOLUTELY gets the picture now.

OMG and Cyno just refusing to be sick in the public restroom sent me. I was genuinely shocked he managed to not lol 😂😅 like you know you just KNOW that’s so much worse feeling in that situation. Tighnari must have been so concerned and absolutely not buying it at all. Cynos little “I’m fines” when he sounds like he’s close to tears STOP. AH!! And the weakness??? OML his faintness was just so good and I’m feral over all the little details with nari being like “ok if he doesn’t sit he’s going to collapse it’s time for mom mode” and how he takes command in those moments. So damn GOOD. don’t even get me started when Cynos finally sick I can’t. My heart. Just all the worst things he wants to lay down his stomach feels so sick and now there is puke everywhere and- It was such a perfectly written scene 🥺🥺🥺 and the little FOX TOY THAT HE CUDDLES??? I’m gonna DIE?? IM TRULY DEAD?? I LOVE how attentive Tighnari is with his fussing and then very tactful more subtle support, just giving him the toy so Cyno can hug something on the way home cuz even if Tighnari knows cyno would never in public he knows him and knows he wants to be held rn and i -

I believe it’s 100% a tummy bug and not the food and that the ‘heat’ he was feeling was for sure fever and nausea and that maybe it wouldn’t have been this bad but anything he ate that day was going to more or less rot inside him. I have no doubts he was not done with the restroom for a number of reasons after getting home but I absolutely know he was 1000% times more at peace. Except for him replaying the events in his head for all eternity.

I’m truly never going to recover.

amazing fucking work. I’ve already re read this and I will re read again and again and yeah. That’s it. I’m just. Simply. Deceased. 😭😭😭

Thank you for this gift 😭🩷

I AM SCREAMING, I WOKE UP TO THIS IN MY INBOX THIS MORNING AND I WASN'T ABLE TO STOP SMILING AS I READ THROUGH IT 😭 You have no idea how much these comments mean to me, you made my whole day with this!

I am SO HAPPY you enjoyed it this much!! Allow me to get sappy for a moment, it already makes me so happy that people are actually reading what I'm creating, but knowing people enjoy it so much?? It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy and it makes me so happy. I enjoy writing sickfics so much, it's just a fun, self-indulgent hobby that I also happen to post online. And just knowing something I created, purely by having fun, is being enjoyed this much?? All the happy emotions!!

Alright, happy sappy earthquake out, let's scream about Cyno!

HE IS, he is such a mess, this poor boy 🥺 I definitely had it in my head that he was beginning to come down with something before the date even started, but having a heavy restaurant meal just made things go south so much faster. I'm really glad to hear I was able to pull off the implied both ends without it seeming too out of place!! It definitely felt like if I was going to have it anywhere, this was the fic for it, Cyno had a very unhappy stomach. He went from "i can handle this" to "i am NOT okay" in the blink of an eye and I feel so bad for doing that to him. THE ANXIETY! THE VULNERABILITY!! He can't stand that other people might just THINK of him as vulnerable, the smallest sign of weakness and he wants no eyes on him immediately. I definitely think Tighnari knew he didn't like being sick in public, but he didn't know it was this bad. He definitely hadn't expected Cyno's anxiety to go through the roof like that.

He BARELY held it together in the bathroom, I think Tighnari was just as surprised that he didn't throw up. Oh Cyno baby, I know you didn't want to get sick in a public bathroom, but you could've spared yourself getting sick in the parking lot. You just know he's going to replay this event in his head a million times thinking where he should've done something differently to make the day somewhat less mortifying.

THE LITTLE FOX!! PLEASE THAT WAS SUCH A FUN LITTLE DETAIL TO ADD. I have a feeling that little thing is going to become a big comfort item for Cyno. Only private because you know he would NEVER let anybody outside of Tighnari know that he even has a stuffed animal, but it'll become a massive comfort for him. We love Tighnari just knowing. He's so good at handling these situations and we adore him for it. He's giving Cyno so many hugs when they're home.

I definitely agree with you there, boy was feverish. His body temperature was all over the place, first the hot flashes and sweating, and then he was feeling shivery?? He's definitely sick sick 🥺 He's definitely not going to be done with the bathroom for a while. In my head I imagine even the drive home is going to be hell, I mean can you imagine being in a moving car on the road when your stomach is feeling as bad as his was? Yeah they definitely pulled over more than once.

ARGH THANK YOU SO SO MUCH! I'm genuinely happy you enjoyed it as much as you did!! Again, thank you so much!!

#earthquake author's note #screaming and sobbing #this made me so happy

[questforgalas]

Sibling moments in the Bad Batch that live rent free in my head

S1E3 "Replacements"

Omega as youngest smallest sibling and getting the floor to sleep on

The shove backwards to have a sibling meeting about a sibling

Wrecker's second youngest energy

"Yeah add it to the list" as Echo casually noms on his ration bar

Tech COMPLETELY ignoring Echo as he rattles off about the ship's state LITERALLY RIGHT NEXT TO HIM

"Repairs would go faster if I had some help" combined with pointed head tilt and glare. A+ passive sibling sass Echo

"I thought you said they were defective?" Echo loves to call out Tech

"Getting thrown out of hyperdrive. I'd say that's pretty critical Tech." "It's not affecting life support. We are fine." "Are you kidding me?" Siblings 101: maintain sass levels at all times even when crashing towards a planet

Hunter's glare at Tech

Hunter's glance at Echo for support

Wrecker and Hunter both making sure Omega's strapped in

"We're gonna die we're gonna die we're gonna....be fine! We're gonna be fine"

THEIR CRESTFALLEN LOOKS WHEN OMEGA TAKES OUT CROSSHAIR'S KIT 😭😭😭

Allow me to go feral over over analyze this scene because it's one of the best examples of siblings confused and betrayed but still sad

Tech's sigh and frown deepening, eyes never leaving the kit

Hunter's deeeeep sigh and the way his shoulders sag

Hunter's glance away and eyebrow furrow when he says "Crosshair"

Echo's careful observation of Tech and Hunter

Echo's sad glance down when Hunter finishes explaining

Omega's big sad eyes 😭😭

Literally none of them take their eyes off of his kit

"I'll say it. I kinda miss 'im" and Tech immediately glances back down at the kit

Hunter's eyes softening and the brief nod he gives

"He shot you, remember?" "Ha! I sure do! That hurt!" Wrecker may be confused and hurt by Crosshair but he is still so proud and impressed by his sibling I cannot with him

The hope in Wrecker's voice and the hopeful glances they all share talking about the inhibitor chip

Hunter going full big brother mode focusing on the task at hand

Love the rollercoaster of going from soft, confused siblings to Tarkin experimenting on my fave. I want to throw a rock at his head

"Careful, those capacitors hold a massive charge" at the literal experimented genius. Echo is the sibling who needs to explain everything

"I'm a little busy at the moment"

Echo and Hunter both have the same tone and drawl when they say "Tech" in an exasperated way and that's hilarious

"That would've been good to know beforehand, Tech" Echo is so done with and also loves Tech so much

FUCK THAT LAST ONE REALLY HURTS NOW

"I'm part of this squad too now, right?" followed by Echo's shoulder shrug at Hunter like "I don't fucking know what else do we do with her?" was literally my siblings every time they had to babysit me

Hunter's "what's the worst that could happen?" shrug at Tech

Now for the scene that whenever someone says "Hunter doesn't care about Crosshair he never shows any emotion towards him" I will shove their face in the screen and make them watch until their little brains comprehend it

Little Omega copying everything Hunter does down to the same knee bend and finger sifting of the dirt

Omega asking a question every 10 seconds while Hunter is trying to complete a mission

"Can I learn to track like you?" BABES 😭

Hunter's glance back at "Crosshair" and the deep sigh he follows it with

His eyes widening and then turning down with sadness and some anger

Hunter's shoulder sagging sigh at "He can't help it"

"I'm angry at myself. We don't leave our own behind" someone sedate me

Hunter's determined nod after Omega says they'll find a way to get Crosshair back

Cut to the toothpick committing war crimes. IT'S FINE it's fine, he's just going through some things *anxiously sweats in Crosshair fan*

"I tracked the dragon, like you did" Omega is so precious dear god

"Is that my blaster?!" A+ older brother slightly concerned and slightly proud

Crosshair standing to glance around their barracks (keep in mind, last time we saw him enter them, he just shoved his way in, not giving anything a second glance, and in this shot we follow his gaze go across Tech and Hunter's bunks that still have their markings on them)

THE GLANCE DOWN AND PAUSE AT THE MISSIONS BOARD SERIOUSLY SOMEBODY SEDATE ME

Obviously all of these are solo and not actually interaction with the Batch, but Crosshair's slow walk to his bunk to be followed by a deep sigh and obvious look of contemplation/thinking on his face is 10000% him thinking about his brothers you cannot tell me anything differently because you are wrong they set it up for exactly that and the lone shot of him on his bunk, shoulders slumped and clearly defeated wrecks me

"Yeah took you long enough" Wrecker your brothers literally just fixed an entire ship

Hunter's fond and proud look at Wrecker as he unveils the room to Omega 😭😭

Just, like, Hunter that whole scene

Echo's tap on Wrecker's shoulder and his and Tech's approving glances at him

#tay rewatches the bad batch #the bad batch #star wars #hunter #echo #tech #wrecker #crosshair #omega #divider by djarrex

[storeboughtbrand]

TOP GUN COUNTRY AU! PT.2: COUNTRY BOOGALOO

PREV || NEXT

*The class of 86’ got to witness young Mav’s toss-ability at the O Club, so it’s only fair that, as their successors, the baby pilots get to see it too at the Hard Deck."

Let’s just say Slider did NOT make a good first impression on his new nieces and nephews 😅.

It started as a typical night of drinking at the Hard Deck. It’s been about a week or so since the Uranium Mission, and the kids are hanging around the pool tables. Every pilot called back to TOP GUN is still there as the higher-ups haven’t decided what to do with them yet.

(And they are afraid to bring up the topic to Admiral Kazansky again after he sent that 2 star-admiral running away from his office with his tail tucked between his legs and looking one second away from shitting himself. *it was not Cyclone and Warlock)

So, for now, the baby pilots are enjoying their leave by drinking some good-ass beer and enjoying each other’s company.

They all are a fond sight around the base for everyone who works there. It’s rare for someone on staff to see Captain Mitchell walking around and not be accompanied by one to two of his students trailing behind him like ducklings. Warlock almost burst out laughing once when a visiting Admiral had to do a double take when he saw a giant moving mass of 12 Naval Pilots on the Tarmac and then saw the tiny 5’7 figure of Maverick somewhere in the middle before disappearing from view because he’s shorter than most of them. It was all thanks to a well placed elbow nudge in the side from Beau that saved his career.

So yeah, just a funky lil old pilot and his 12 adopted naval pilots.

While the Daggers are chatting, a tall man (6’2) walks in wearing aviator sunglasses and a leather G-1 Jacket. He’s wearing a lot of patches, but it’s hard to determine what each of them is.

The jacket catches Bob’s eyes, and he points out the guy to the rest of the squad, who turns to look at him. They all watch as he looks around the room and before his eyes land on  Maverick who’s sitting at the bar, chatting with Penny. He starts walking towards Mav slowly, looking like he’s trying to sneak up on Mav. Fanboy, with narrowed eyes, quietly says the guy looks like a lion stalking its prey. Now, normally, a comment like that would get a laugh out of some of the pilots, but they’ve all got a bit too much alcohol in their systems. Instead, they all tense, and now everyone is watching this guy like a hawk.

The kids watch as the guy lunges at their Mavdad from behind and gets him in a bear hug. Then he drags Mav off the stool, who lets out a startled cry, and suddenly, the entire squadron is on their feet.

But they all relax but don't stop watching when the man starts spinning him around in a circle, laughing.

They all have the same thought running through their heads.

"Aight, cool, this guy must be a friend of Captain dad. I wonder how long it's been since they've seen each - OH MY GOD!” – and then proceed to go into smoke in the air panic mode as the unknown man fucking launches Mav HIGH into the air. Like this man almost touches the mug display on the ceiling.

The kids go into full-on – frothing at the mouth – protective mode and are already making their way over with Phoenix and Hangman leading the charge.  The guy catches Mav easily, and the kids breathe a sigh of relief. But then they see this guy is winding up for another pitch and are like – “I think the fuck NOT!”. They’ve got this MF’s ass in a radar lock.

No, this was no man.

This was a boogie - an ENEMY - and they’ve got tone.

The Guy and Mav turn to see the approaching Daggers, and the guy puts Mav down but keeps his hands on Mav’s hips. Mav lights up at the sight of his students and opens his mouth.

“Hey, guys! I’ve got someone I want you to me-”

But his kids don’t hear a word he is saying. They are all gone; they’ve gone completely raptor feral.

Phoenix is the first to land an attack. She jumps on the guy’s back and latches on to him like a spider monkey. She gets her forearm against the front of his neck and pulls hard; Penny says later that he sounded like a dying horse, even if Slider disagrees.

She gets the Boogie to let go of Mav’s hips, and Coyote quickly picks him up and cradles the old aviator in his arms while Bob and Fritz check him for injuries. With Mav safely out of harm’s way, the rest of the kids go in for the kill.

Hangman dives in for the tackle, grappling the man around his waist and pushing overboard out the front door of the Hard Deck. Rooster runs to the door and holds it open allowing the screaming trio out onto the sand, the rest of the kids follow closely behind screaming bloody murder.

Phoenix and Hangman try to wrestle the man down on the ground, but he isn’t giving up and fights back with all he’s got. He’s thrashing around, kicking up sand, and prying Phoenix off his back. She looks like she’s riding a raging mechanical bull. He’s not ready for the full force of a flying Rooster tackling him, and the Tree of a man goes down.

Then out of nowhere, a volley of pool noodles starts raining down on the Boogie.

Somehow, the other pilots had each found a pool noodle lying around and were now wielding them like baseball bats.

The Boogie gives up on trying to phoenix off him and brings his hands up to defend him. He’s able to rip Fanboy’s pool noodle out of his hands and whacking them back.

Fanboy runs off because he spots something out of the corner of his eye. When he comes running back into view, he’s holding a giant Eagle Floaty high above his head and screaming like Tarzan.

The Boogie’s eyes go wide, and he tries to escape harder, but it is hard for him when he keeps getting whacked in the head with a pool noodle.

They’ve got this guy on the ropes, and the guy is basically beaten into the ground.  He’s pinned down by the combined strength of Rooster, Hangman, and Phoenix. Fanboy stands over their downed foe, ready to deliver the final blow via plastic eagle.

“Lieutenants, stand down!”

And everyone freezes in mid-motion, the direct order from a commander officer unable to be ignored.

Phoenix still has the guy in a headlock. Hangman’s got his arms wrapped around the guys legs, holding him down.

Rooster’s half lying on top and half holding down the man’s torso.

Payback, Omaha, Halo, Harvard, and Yale all have paused mid-swing of their pool noodles.

Fanboy has the giant eagle float high above his head, ready to dive bomb straight into the man’s face.

At the entrance of the Hard Deck, stands Maverick, looking at all of them in shock. Behind him are Coyote, Fritz, and Bob who try to drag Mav back into the bar so they can fuss over him.

Hangman: Pops, go back inside; we’ve got this motherfucker handled.”

(-What! Who’re you calling a motherfucker-)

Maverick: While I do agree he is a fucker (-HEY-), he’s a fucker I would like intact and without a concussion.

Mav turns to look at the beaten man and says, “You okay, Slider?”

The Man glares at Mav - “Just fucking peachy, Pete.”

Mav winces at the use of his first name.

The rest of the pilots ready their noodles for another swing cause no one talks to their Mavdad like that!

Then Rooster just stops and stares at the guy. Mav called him Slider, which definitely sounds like a callsign. And it sounds familiar. Why does he feel like he should recognize that name?

…………..

“Oh Shit, Uncle Slider?!???”

And the rest was history.

———————-

Needlessly to say, Mav was apologizing for the rest of the night while holding an ice pack against the side of Slider’s head while he nursed a free beer, courtesy of Penny.

The baby pilots all apologize too, and to Mav, they sounded sincere, but Slider can see them all glaring at him over Mav’s shoulder, though Rooster’s is less heated. It doesn’t help his case when he glares right back. It also doesn’t help when he slides his arm around Mav’s waist and pulls him flush against his side.

Mav just snuggles into his friend’s side, completely unaware his kids are plotting out Slider’s death using hand gestures so his friend can see precisely how they’ll do it.

Mav does eventually explain what the tossing was able and Rooster’s all like, “Oh yeah! I forgot all about that.” Slider just throws his hands up in the background.

Slider is peeved that he got attacked by Mav’s adopted horde, but Mav gives him a …..proper apology…….if you catch my drift, later that night.

And that’s the story of Slider first met and almost died by the hands and pool noodles of his new nieces and nephews. Sufficient to say, the retired RIO was immediately placed squarely in the category of Favorite Uncle the Daggers like to fuck with. It’s done with love tho.

An artist's (Fritz's) rendition of the climactic battle:

*Slider was not amused*

#Slider had called Mav to tell him he was going to be in town #and Mav was ecstatic. #He’s missed his tall friend and Mav’s been vibing with the need to show off his kids like a proud father. #He seems like the type of dad to have a photo of every one of his kids in his wallet proudly displayed in one of those chain plastics. #Slider: So Ice tell me you adopted an entire class of TG graduates #Mav: And so? #Slider: ………You’re so fucking spoiled. #Slider thinks Ice is whipped for his reckless husband even though Ice denies it. #Slider: Get your fucking pilots bitch! #Mav: They don’t bite. #Slider: *with three pairs of teeth latched onto his skin* YES #pete maverick mitchell #implied Icemav #ron slider kerner #penny benjamin #bradley rooster bradshaw #natasha phoenix trace #jake hangman seresin #top gun maverick #and the rest of the baby aviators cause I'm too lazy to put all their names #top gun headcanons #top gun shitpost #country boy i love you au!

[reallyromealone]

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Eddie x reader abo

(name) woke up to his clothes being ripped off, unphased as it seemed Eddie's rut had started and the Alpha was already trying to mount him.

'thank god we prepped me before bed' (name) thought as he looked into Eddie's dilated eyes, the metal head completely feral as he licked and nipped (name)s scent gland and his cock was rubbing into his ass, not catching yet "hi alpha, so handsome" (name)s voice was soft as he felt Eddie finally push in, grunting and let out a warning growl when (name) jolted a bit "it's ok baby, I'm just getting used to it" (name) grunted slightly as Eddie bottomed out.

"Gonna put pups in me Eddie?" (Name) said softly as Eddie began thrusting, fast and animalistic with the intention of breeding his sweet mate's ass.

Eventually (name) could barely form a sentence as his alpha bred him thoroughly, the two locked together as he knotted him and (name) giggled as Eddie gently nipped and nibbled at his skin, his way of kissing while in rut.

Who would have thought Eddie was a biter during his rut.

"Such a good alpha, making sure his Omega is bred well" (name) said sweetly and Eddie looked pleased with himself and once his knot died down, he pushed his cock in a bit more to push the semen in before lifting (name) up and bringing him to his nest, scenting him while they went the two steps.

Eddie was in full protection mode, guarding the nest as his Omega recovered from the mating, thankfully they had the forethought to get food into the room last night as Eddie kept fattening up his Omega.

"Eddie, you gotta eat too baby" (name) sighed as he grabbed some of the snack bar in Eddie's hand and fed him the Alpha only eating if (name) took two more bites "yeah yeah, I'm eating"

It didn't take Eddie long to be ready again as he rutted against (name), growling softly "shh it's ok baby, you can take me" (name) said and Eddie wasted no time pushing in and thrusting frantically, the cum from their earlier mating still inside and making it feel amazing "fuuuck!"

The two went on for three more rounds, Eddie biting and nipping his mate and promising pregnancy with each thrust.

By the end of his rut Eddie felt so bad at how bitten up poor (name) was but (name)... He just looked so happy and content with his state "dont worry Eddie... I will get you back next heat"

#eddie munson x male reader #stranger things x reader #stranger things x male reader #male reader

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Power Armor Punch Part Fifty Five

Masterlist

Gardio: *nods with deep understanding for their plight* I used to take in kids for a settlement I ran all the time. I know how hard it can be. *sad smile* Do what you can in the moment to help… that’s all any of us can do.

Nick: *not letting her win this round. He’ll keep that bottle in until she’s drunk every drop of broth*

Donovan: (Opens his eyes again, flashing Gardio a thankful smile) “Yeah, you’re absolutely right.” (Looks to Jas again, grateful she’s too distracted to hear this conversation so she doesn’t get triggered)

Jasmine: (Growls again at Nick but she starts drinking the broth as she can see that he’s not giving in to her demands anytime soon)

Ma: (Returns with tray that’s has a large pot of tea and some cups with the baby bottle full of warm formula in her apron pocket) “Here, some herbal tea if anyone wants some, and some honey or milk to add if that’s your style.”

Gardio: *takes a cup with a smile and nods again at Donny*

Ma: (Hands Nick the new baby bottle) “I’ll take Lucille her cup tea now.” (Walks back out of the room)

Jasmine: (Had gotten about ¾ of the bottle in her stomach when she sees the new one, making her get all hissy, huffy, and squirmy once more)

Donovan: (It’s still taking him off guard that Jas has reverted to communicating like a wild animal, or more accurately a feral kitten who’s just been picked up from the side of the road and being given healthcare while they hiss and mewl in protest)

Ma: (Comes into Lucille’s little nook, happy to find that it’s staying warm inside thanks to her improvised insulation) “Lucille, honey? I have your tea…” (Sets it down on her nightstand, smiling warmly again at the younger woman) “Do ya need anything else?”

Lucille: *wiggles enough to look up at Ma* Not to sound like a kid, but could my dad come and keep me company? *takes some of the tea and sips it. It helps her feel a little more at ease. Just a little*

Nick: *holds her still as he keeps the bottle in her mouth* Stop this, Jas. You’re not an animal.

Jasmine: (Keeps huffing and snarling while trying to break free from her swaddling, sipping down the rest of the broth in the process)

Ma: (Nods her head at Lucile’s request) “There’s nothing childish about wanting to be with your parent, especially after a long and hard day. I’ll go fetch him for ya.” (Starts heading down back into the guest room and she walks over to Gardio with a beaming smile) “Your daughter would like you to keep her company up in the attic, I think she’s feeling a bit better now.”

Gardio: Oh- I’ll be right up. *gets up and heads there immediately. As he climbs up he knocks on the floorboard* Lucille, sweetie? 

Lucille: Come in, Dad. Behind the curtain. 

Gardio: *peeks in and beams at his daughter before ducking in and sitting on the edge of the bed* How’s my little light? 

Lucille: …A little better…

Teshteal: *gathered everything and walks out, throwing the shirt and outfit he wore in the hamper and the remaining bath stuff in the basket* 

Nick: *to Jas* You don’t have to answer this but do you think I’d be doing this if I were trying to hurt you? Hm? 

Jasmine: (Clicks her tongue, pulling away from the empty bottle and snapping her mouth shut. She’s just in rebellious and stubborn mode as she almost always is in, if she was afraid of Nick harming her she’d be completely frozen in fear)

Donovan: (To Nick) “Unfortunately for you, when Rosie doesn’t want to do something, she’s hellbent on getting her way and wouldn’t back down until she could do as she wished. Don’t know what’s her reasoning now because Ro-Ro has decided to be one with the feral cats and speak their language but I can tell ya that she’s not exactly used to being told “No” and having an adult stand their ground.”

Jasmine: (Aggressively hisses at Donny)

Donovan: (She reminds him of a small child throwing a tantrum because they are too tired and fussy) “Trust me, her mom really tried when she finally caught on. Then when she was gone and Rosie got more rebellious, her aunt took it up a notch but couldn’t even get her to stay inside to keep her grounded. She’d jump out of her damn window if she was confined in her room.”

Ma: (Heads back downstairs to finish washing the clothes as the first load should be ready. She gathers Teshteals outfit from the hamper on her way there, frowning at all the holes)

Nick: *to Don* Hold her. *shoves the baby formula bottle in her mouth as soon as she hisses again, resorting to prying her mouth open just enough to get it in there* 

Jasmine: (Goes absolutely feral and ballistic with whatever energy she has left in her weak and tired body. Hissing, screeching, yowling, kicking, the whole package. She even tried to bite Nick while he pried open her mouth to send the message that she does not want to take this bottle with baby formula)

Donovan: (Has to pull Jas in his lap and lock her in a bear hug with one of his legs over hers in order to keep her still) “Rosalinda! This is getting ridiculous! For crying out loud, calm down before you hurt yourself!” (Again, he’s never seen her act so untamed and wild in a hysterical sense, she was at least verbal and somewhat level headed when snapping back at adults)

Jasmine: (Is actually so damned tired and feels like she’s about to collapse at any moment, but she’ll keep up is masquerade as long as she can hold)

Nick: *snaps* Just take the damn bottle already and stop fighting us! You’re only making this more difficult on yourself! *keeping the bottle in her mouth*

Teshteal: *climbs back in the pool with the baby chicks because they’re cute and he likes them* 

Ma: (Smiles at Teshteal on her way to the laundry room) “You can feed them if you wish.” (Points to a small bag of chick feed on the table that has two small dishes besides it, one that’s filled with water and one that’s empty for food)

Teshteal: *eyes turn into saucers in awe of this permission before he grabs the feed and fills the bowl, gently setting them down for the chicks to eat* 

Baby Chicks: (Peep with happiness and they all bounce on over to their bowl to start pecking at their food and water, stumbling over each other in the process)

Teshteal: Aaww… *dopiest grin as the little fluff balls get their food* 

Jasmine: (Makes a desperate noise of struggle when she still can’t get it her way)

Donovan: (Blinks down at Jas, feeling her muscles relax several times throughout her kicking and fighting, watching as her bottom lip starts to tremble) “Hold on….” (Guides the bottle away from her mouth and he takes her pillow and fluffs it up with one hand, keeping the other arm tightly wrapped around her)

Jasmine: (Shrieks when the bottle is finally out of her mouth, trying extra hard to pull free now that she’s not being restrained so much)

Donovan: (Uses his strength to lay back with Jasmine still held close, forcing her to lay down as well)

Jasmine: (Her entire body relaxes and the fight starts to drain out of her when it hits the luxurious soft sheets and the goose down pillow, a small whimper leaving her mouth as her eyes partly close)

Donovan: (Sits up but keeps a hand on her as she’s still struggling, but she’s now obviously showing signs of exhaustion that she had kept hidden earlier) “Listen to your father and drink your milk, Rosie-Posie. You’re by far worn out to the bone and sleepy, you don’t have the energy to fight us anymore.” (Nods at Nick, sitting up Jas so she’s reclined back and not flat on the mattress)

Jasmine: (Lightly fussing like a tired toddler who’s being settled down for the night, still wrapped in a burrito. The more she fusses, the more the mattress and blankets eats her and brings her closer into its warmth and coziness)

Nick: *holds the bottle out to Donovan* Maybe she’ll take it better now that she’s relaxed.

Donovan: (Takes the bottle from Nick and gently prods the girls lips with it to coax her into opening her mouth) “Cmon Rosie, you need this.” (Squeezes her jaw slightly)

Jasmine: (Whines as the bottle is put back in her mouth, but she finally gives up and starts willingly drinking as tears go down her cheeks from how tired and frustrated she is)

Donovan: (Almost starts laughing with relief) “There you go Rosalinda… Take it slow.” (Would wipe her eyes and the little milk that’s dribbling out of her mouth but he has to keep a hold on her and the bottle)

Jasmine: (Finishes the entire thing in no time, whimpering and sniffling with tears as she pulls away. Her stomach twists with all the liquid that was put in it and her mind blares alarms, but she feels a little better now that she’s not dehydrated or starving)

Donovan: (Puts the bottle aside on the table) “I think we can unwrap her now, she probably doesn’t even have the strength to move.” (Lays the trembling teen back down completely and stands to allow Nick to take over)

Nick: *carefully loosens the blanket so it’s merely draped over her* There, kiddo. Get some sleep. *doesn’t get in the bed and walks over to the regular bed next to hers* 

Lucille: Sorry I’m not much conversation. 

Gardio: It’s okay, sweetheart. I’m just glad you’re doing better… 

Jasmine: (Quietly whimpers and she would reach out for her Dad to come back but she can’t move her arms anymore. Hell, she can’t even cry out that loud, it’s barely audible)

Donovan: (Kisses her head, tucking in the other pink blanket over her so she isn’t cold while she sleeps. He wipes her eyes and mouth with his handkerchief, so glad she took the bottles) “Good night Rosalinda, I’ll see you tomorrow.” (Gives a tired wave to Nick as he heads off to his own room to get some much needed rest. He would want to sleep on one of the spare beds to be near Rosie but he doesn’t want to intrude)

Jasmine: (Panicking on the inside because she feels trapped in her own body and can’t move or speak. She starts to fall into deep sleep anyways, the ringing in her ears slowly fading)

Lucille: *passes out again, this time for the night* 

Gardio: *kisses her forehead. Softly* Good night, starlight. *switches the light off and goes back to the guest room and heads to bed*

Teshteal: *sneaks back in, curling up in the top bunk of the other bunk bed, snoozing away and for once dreaming of something sweet, laying a among baby chicks and for some reason the face of a girl standing over him and smiling sweetly. He’s not sure who she is- seems really familiar* 

Lucille: *sleeps well into morning the next day*

Donovan: (Blacked out on his bed the moment he dumped himself on it without even changing first, he’s as worn out as Jasmine and still has to do clean up in the morning)

Jasmine: (Ma’s prediction from the previous night has unfortunately come true, she’s fussing restlessly on the bed and burning with a new fever in the morning. Sweat is glistening on her forehead while she whimpers and groans quietly, throwing the blanket over her face in her half sleep so she’s hidden)

Ma: (Downstairs making brunch for everyone with the radio on. She got the laundry done last night before she went to bed, now all that’s left is patching up the clothes and ironing it which she already gotten a head start on. A heavenly aroma of sausage, eggs, and pancakes drifts throughout the house, the sizzling from the pan and the gurgle of the coffee maker practically screaming, “hella tasty breakfast on the way!”)

Lucille: *comes down, rubbing her eyes* Is that prewar sausage I smell…? 

Gardio: *helping by doing the dishes* Not exactly. More like unmutated sausage. *smiles* 

Lucille: Can I help-?

Gardio: *stops doing the dishes and pours her coffee and gives her one of the first pancakes to munch on* You can by sitting and relaxing. 

Lucille: I can do small things. Please- I don’t want to be a burden. 

Teshteal: *helping Joyce with the chickens and some of the live stock* 

Nick: *treating Jas’s feaver with a damp cloth. Frowns* 

Ma: (Wipes her hands on her apron and sets the table with canned berries, butter, whipped cream, syrup, a pitcher of coffee, a pitcher of chocolate milk, and large bowls and plates of the prepped food so everyone else can serve themselves. The pancakes are all adorably heart shaped as she finds them cuter to serve that way) “Yes, you can start helping by eating all this dang food before it gets cold! Donny is always going on and on that I make too much and we end up having leftovers for days on end!” (Winks at the young woman then turns back around to start scrubbing the kitchen down) “Just eat for now my dear, then maybe we can find some small chores for ya to help with if that’s what you really want.”

Pirate: (Sitting like a good girl on the floor by her food bowl, waiting for her breakfast)

Joyce: (Went outside a little while back and left the strange devil man with the chicks and chickens. A few minutes later she casually strolls back in through the front door with a whole ass baby cow in tow that miraculously only has one head) “Mama, she’s cold again!” (Pats the poor shivering thing that looks a little too small and frail)

Ma: (Looks over at her daughter and the little calf in her living room, nodding) “Get some blankets for her then bring her close to the fireplace, I’ll get the milk and you come to sit down and eat.”

Joyce: (Opens the closet and pulls out a blanket that’s used for their cattle and a pair of knitted ear coverings. She tenderly drapes the blanket over the calf and places the ear muffs on its head, leading it to be closer to the fireplace)

Jasmine: (Whines as she sniffles, her nose feeling as stuffy as her head and her entire body feels like its on fire)

Donovan: (Walks into the guest room fully dressed and washed, his face filling with concern when he sees the little girl shuffling uncomfortably on the bed) “Oh no, is Rosie alright?” (Moves closer so he’s standing by Nick, flicking on the lamp and examining her) “Fever? Did you take her temperature?”

Nick: Pushing about 100 degrees. *filling a clean baby bottle with water to give it to her* 

Lucille: *through a mouthful of pancake her dad gave her* Well, that’s a start. *starts to dish up, making sure to get plenty of sausage and eggs along with a few pancakes* 

Gardio: *whipes his hands on a towel, just finishing up the first round of breakfast dishes* Now where did Teshteal run off to? Does anyone know? 

Dogmeat: *just following along Pirate. Doesn’t know if he’ll get fed but he’s hopeful at least* 

Joyce: (Shrugs her shoulders at Gardio) “He was just by the chick pool watching the chicks and me with fascination. I’m gonna go upstairs to wash my hands.” (Heads up the stairs to the bathroom there despite there being a bathroom right besides her)

Ma: (Takes out a giant bottle meant for cattle that’s filled with cows milk, walking over to the little calf) “Donny is probably up checking on Rosie, I should call them down to join us for a group brunch. Perhaps we can get some proper introductions done as yesterday was too hectic for those.”

Calf: (Eagerly starts chugging down her milk with little adorable moos of approval)

Ma: (Gently encourages her to drink all her milk, giving her lots of pets when she does. She rises to her feet again and heads up the stairs in search of everyone else, frowning when she gets to the guest room and finds the two men standing over a feverish Rosalinda)

Jasmine: (Whimpers again on her bed, tossing around with how miserably burning hot she is. Again, she’s so used to being freezing cold all the time so this is torture. Thankfully the cool rag is helping a great deal)

Ma: (Comes over to stand by them) “Oh the poor child.” (Puts a hand to the girls forehead, feeling how dreadfully warm she is) “Brunch is served downstairs, why don’t you two head on down and I’ll stay to tend to Rosie for a bit?” (To Nick) “She’s still drowsy, and considering how much she panics when you’re not near her you may not get another chance later to take a breather.”

Nick: I’ll leave her in your care. She needs to get used to other people caring for her in order to grow. 

Gardio: *notices her choice in bathrooms but doesn’t say anything about it. Could just be preference. He heads out to the coop* Having fun, Tesh? 

Teshteal: *looks up* Tesh? *tilts his head in confusion* 

Gardio: I get tired of saying Teshteal but if that’s what you prefer- 

Teshteal: No, no. It’s fine. Sorry, I just really like the chickens.

Gardio: Is that all?

Teahteal: What do you mean? 

Gardio: You were staring at Joyce earlier. 

Teshteal: I- er… I was just watching her work. *looking away* 

Gardio: *quietly smirking at him*

Teshteal: What?!

Gardio: Oh nothing. Breakfast is ready, come in and eat when you’re reading. *walks away* 

Ma: (Nods and takes the baby bottle with water from Nick. She sits on the edge of the bed and starts stroking the girls hair to soothe her) “Shh, little Rosie. You have a fever, but don’t worry, we’ll put the pep back in your step in no time.”

Jasmine: (Whines and kicks her feet, tossing her arms and legs around like a restless toddler)

Donovan: (As he heads out of the room) “She’s got this, Ma is one of the greatest caretakers and nurtures on this blasted planet. I’d like to hear someone say otherwise.” (Starts heading downstairs, following the aroma of delicious food)

Nick: I believe it. *walks down to kitchen, only briefly glancing up at Lucille as he gets his pancakes* 

Gardio: *sitting across from his daughter, happily dishing up himself a big plate of eggs, pancakes, and sausage* 

Teshteal: *comes bounding in and sits next to Lucille at the table, ready to get his food* 

Gardio: Teshteal, please wash up before you eat. 

Teshteal: *pouts and quickly does so then runs over to dish up, taking his share of food* 

Joyce: (Took a little too long in the bathroom for someone who was just washing their hands. Her eyes are now red and puffy, she’s obviously been crying but she smiles at the group as she starts to pile her plate with food)

Donovan: (Starts serving himself a plate also, but stops in his tracks when he sees the look on Joyce’s face) “Joyce…? Is there something wrong?”

Joyce: (Pouring herself some coffee) “Nope!” (Takes a seat next to Teshteal)

Donovan: (Gives his sister a knowing look) “Are you sure?”

Joyce: (Forced smile while she waves her hand) “Yes, it’s silly and stupid issue, no biggie!” (Lays a napkin on her lap. However, instead of eating she starts stalling by picking at her food or rearranging her beverages and utensils)

Jasmine: (Starts crying when she wakes a little more and senses that her father is no longer in the room with her, the crippling weight of anxiety from being separated from him comes pounding down)

Ma: (Gently unbraids the girls hair so she can flair it over the pillow so her sweaty scalp can breathe) “Ssh, sweetie. Detective Valentine just went downstairs for a bit, he hasn’t left you.” (Carefully blots her forehead with a cool rag)

Gardio: *looks at Teshteal pointedly as if suggesting he should apologize* 

Teshteal: *looks even more guilty cause he already feels like he made her cry. Apologetic smile while looking at Joyce nervously* I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable earlier. I didn’t mean to make you cry- *suddenly really nervous and doesn’t understand why* 

Lucille: *just eating, watching this unfold* 

Nick: Wait- have I missed something…? Do we even know why she was crying? 

Gardio: Come to think of it, not exactly. I assumed it was Teshteal’s doing. 

Teshteal: *hadn’t considered that* I- if it’s not that, I promise if it made you cry it isn’t as silly as you think. What’s wrong? *gone into supportive mode, particularly because he’s still kind of unsure if it’s his fault* 

Joyce: (Nervously) “I wasn’t crying… Uh-…” (To Teshteal) “It’s not you at all. Like I said, it’s just some stupid guy…” (Halts and stares off at nothing)

Donovan: (She’s not a very good lier) “Jojo…?”

Joyce: (Gets even more teary all of a sudden) “I’m a homewrecker!!!” (Slams her face down on the table dramatically, causing a dull thud) “My God, what have I done?!?!”

Donovan: (Walks over with concern and confusion on his face, setting down his plate in the spot besides her) “What?”

Joyce: (Runs her hands through her hair without lifting her head) “And now those poor kids are out in the Wasteland scared and confused while their parents marriage is ripped apart before their eyes! What if when they grow up they decide to hunt me down for ruining their lives!?!”

Donovan: “Wait, slow down for a moment.” (Missing so many pieces because he’s certain that Joyce broke up with her previous boyfriend awhile back and based off the way she acted it was on good terms. But now he’s starting to doubt that, and this ex-boyfriend definitely didn’t have a family of his own to speak of so he’s unsure if who Joyce is even talking about)

Joyce: “I’m never gonna get their faces out of my head! They’ll haunt my dreams for the rest of my damn life!”

Jasmine: (Squirms uncomfortably on the bed and crosses her legs, motioning to the door)

Ma: (Notices and puts it together quickly what’s wrong) “Do you need to use the restroom, sweetheart?”

Jasmine: (Weakly nods, tugging on her hair)

Ma: (Carefully lifts the girl in her arms and carries her into the small half bathroom just across the hall)

Jasmine: (Grabs onto the counter when she’s set down to keep herself upright, swatting Ma away when she attempts to help her with her nightgown)

Ma: “Okay, I’ll be waiting outside. Knock if you need some help, alright?” (Closes the door but leaves it unlocked and leans on the wall with her hand, listening for trouble)

Jasmine: (Finishes up quickly before she limps over to the sink to wash her hands, wincing and gasping at each movement she makes. Her whole body feels like it’s being stabbed with burning pins and needles, and her head feels like it’s stuffed with cotton balls)

Teshteal: *stunned at the outburst then calmly extends his hand and very lightly places it on her shoulder* Joyce, was it? Look at me and just take a moment to close your eyes and breathe, okay? *takes a deep breath, trying to help her calm down* Can you do this for me? *very practiced, slow and deep breaths* 

Nick: *watching this unfold* 

Lucille: *also watching this play out. She’s not going to say anything until she’s got more information* 

Joyce: (Sniffs, then turns her head to look at Teshteal, smiling at him warmly) “Aw, you’re so adorably sweet. Why can’t every guy be like you? Slays mutants to protect a little girl, handles animals with love and care, then comforts strangers while they have a crisis?” (Pats his hand affectionately) “I’d give you a kiss but I’m all icky now.” (Sits up straight and adjusts her clothes) “I’m cool. I’ll be fine.” (Lowers her head again with a heavy sigh, not even convincing herself)

Donovan: (Still trying to figure out what the hell is going on with his sister) “Brody didn’t have kids, though. And I don’t think I believe the part on you being a homewrecker, that does not sound like you.”

Joyce: (Groans at that name, like its a whole other open wound and subject) “I’m gonna have bad karma for life!”

Donovan: (Puts an arm around her) “Do you want to go talk about it outside?”

Joyce: (Shake her head as she eyes the feast in front of her) “I just want food…” (Reaches over and confiscates the bottle of syrup, dousing her entire plate with the sticky sweet goodness, getting the eggs and sausages soaked too. After that she slathers whipped cream on everything as well, never mind how unhealthy it is. She snatches her fork and starts shoving forkfuls in her mouth, chewing slowly)

Pirate: (Whines and puts her head on Joyce’s lap, staring up at her with puppy eyes)

Ma: (Knocks on the door) “Rosalinda? Are you alright, sweetie? Do you need some help?”

Jasmine: (Knocks on the countertop to signal that she’s fine while turning on the faucet. She looks up, catching her dreaded reflection and her breathing hitches)

Ma: (Hears the water running but can’t hear Jas moving. She knocks again) “Rosie?”

Jasmine: (Doesn’t respond this time as she turns off the faucet, she’s too repelled and disgusted by her own reflection. She feels herself lurch forwards while her stomach flops)

Ma: (Listening intently for noises of trouble as she frowns, hand on the doorknob)

Jasmine: (Horrified when she starts puking up up vile on her pretty nightgown as she buckles and falls to her knees, having no reaction time to at least lean over the sink)

Ma: (Quickly opens the door and guides the girl over to kneel over the toilet, swirling her hair back so it doesn’t get in her way) “Sshh, it’s alright, let it all out.”

Teshteal: *blushes at the compliment* Thank you. *eyes dilate subconsciously. Suddenly remembers food exists and puts whatever on his plate again, not even paying attention. He’s too distracted by the fact a complete stranger just said something NICE to him* 

Gardio and Nick: *share a glance, both silently agreeing there’s more here than she’s letting on* 

Donovan: (Sits down besides her on his seat, patting her shoulder) “Do I have to be worried?”

Joyce: (Picks up her plate and tilts it in her mouth so she can drink all the syrup that has formed an ocean at the bottom)

Donovan: (Sighs and takes a forkful of eggs off his own plate to eat) “I’ll take that as a maybe.”

Joyce: (Wipes her mouth with a napkin) “I have bigger things to worry about.” (Pats Pirates head)

Donovan: (Gets up to finally feed the dogs, knowing immediately what she’s talking about) “I told ya not to worry about that.” (Takes out two dog bowls and fills it with food, sprinkling some sausage on top as a reward for finding Jas yesterday)

Pirate: (Barks excitedly and spins in circles, chowing down on her share when Donny sets the bowls on the ground)

Joyce: (Doesn’t answer her brother and continues to stuff her face with her now sugary sweet breakfast while staring off in deep thought)

Jasmine: (Pukes out whatever is in her twisting and knotting stomach which is mostly liquid, bracing herself on the top of the toilet)

Ma: (Rubs small circles on her back, gently encouraging her to relax and breathe steadily as she starts dry heaving) “There we go sweetheart. All done.” (Kisses the top of her head assuredly)

Jasmine: (Gags and coughs over the toilet bowl as she finally finishes, her mouth and throat burning from the foul taste of vile. Her ears start to ring and her eyes water while she stares off at nothing like a zombie)

Ma: (Flushes the toilet and closes the lid, lifting the girl up from under her arms and setting her down on the closed lid. She helps her take off the now solid nightgown, tossing it in the laundry hamper to be washed)

Jasmine: (Puts her arms around her waist and whimpers, rocking from side to side slowly while she softly cries out for her Dad)

Ma: (Helps the poor shivering and sniffling girl wash up and rinse out her mouth, stopping her from picking at her arms whenever she tries to do so) “Let’s not do that to ourselves, hm?”

Jasmine: (Croaking out weakly now that her throat no longer hurts) “Daddy!” (Reaches for the door while trying to stand up to leave)

Ma: (Sighs and kneels back down, gently rubbing Jas’s shoulder as she pushes her back down) “Your father is busy at the moment, Rosie. Don’t worry, he’s still nearby and would never leave you….”

Jasmine: (Dramatically) “Nooooo!!!” (Claws midair for the door and her father like a kitten)

Ma: “Shh, Rosa-Marie. C’mere sweetheart.” (Pulls the feverish girl into her embrace, carefully rocking her)

Jasmine: (Initially fights the embrace but she tiredly gives up after a few failed swats and clings onto Ma as she blubbers a couple of incoherent words that may be insults at herself, but it’s hard to tell)

Teshteal: *suddenly feels like an idiot for getting wrapped up in his ego because of a compliment. Also remembers most people don’t eat the way she’s doing right now unless they’re stressed. Very calmly* Joyce, would it be alright if you, Donovan, and I talked about this later? 

Nick: *raises both eyebrows at how tactful Teshteal’s being* Look at you being the mature mediator. One would think you were a therapist. 

Teshteal: *forced laugh and a grin, suddenly remembering that his training involved lowering people’s guard to get information out of them* Just another fxcked up prewar mad person, hehe! *eyes have gone to slits in his panic. The question “Am I trying to hurt her?” Starts playing on repeat in his head* 

Donovan: (Sits back down again) “I’ll get it out of her later, she’s still new to this whole freedom and being her own person thing.” (Notices Teshteals sudden change but doesn’t say anything, remembering that Jas did the same thing)

Joyce: (Rests her cheek on her left hand, picking at her food again. She doesn’t seem to have heard Teshteal, she’s lost in her own little world) “Those Teen Life magazines were right…“

Donovan: (Turns to Joyce again when she speaks, setting down his cup of coffee) “Hm? What was that?”

Joyce: (Staring off at nothing blankly, looking like a zombie or a robot) “Fries before Guys…”

Donovan: “…Are you talking about the breakup or what you just said now about being a homewrecker?” (Still very confused on that part)

Joyce: (Doesn’t answer, she’s stuck in a trance) “Sisters before Misters….”

Donovan: (Shakes his head, holding up a hand) “Wait a second Jojo-…”

Joyce: (Cuts him off) “All Foods before Dudes…”

Ma: (Gathers the teen in her arms and stands, walking out of the bathroom. But instead of taking her back to the guest room she walks into her own bedroom so nobody accidentally comes in and so she can hold the girl while sitting on a chair)

Jasmine: (Doesn’t notice that they aren’t going back to the guest room, she’s weeping too hard for her Dad to come and get her)

Ma: (Sits down on her plush rocking chair with the fevered girl cradled in her lap, gently tucking Jas’s hair behind her ears) “Shhh, little one… You’re alright now. It was just a small spit up, you’ll be okay and your father will be here for you soon.”

Jasmine: (Shakes her head and trembles as she covers her face with her hands, still disoriented and dizzy) “Daddy! I want Dad…”

Ma: (Pats her back and slowly coaxes the sobbing girls hands off her face so she can breathe properly)

Jasmine: (Puts her thumb in her mouth in an attempt to self soothe, kicking her feet midair)

Ma: (Blots the teens face again with a cool rag, planning on trying to give her the baby bottle of water once she’s calmed down)

Teshteal: *eyes widen, briefly catching the new person bit before his mind is flooded with self doubt again. What if he IS trying to hurt an innocent person? Should he keep his distance from her? Is he a bad person-?*

Lucille: *sweetly* So you’re a synth, then. Did you come here in search of Acadia? *pops a forkful of egg in her mouth* 

Nick: *close to being done with his breakfast. He glances up at the mention of Acadia briefly* 

Donovan: (Answering for Joyce because she’s dead inside) “Actually no, we found her a little ways south from here and didn’t even know about Acadia when we first moved here until about six months ago. Heck, I’m not even sure if anyone else is aware Joyce is a synth, not that we’re hiding it.”

Joyce: (Continues her sayings without acknowledging anyone, sounding more and more defeated with each line) “Bras before Brahs.”

Donovan: (Turns his focus back to Joyce, frowning) “How many more of these do you have? And what’s the point you’re trying to make here?” 

Joyce: “Snickers before you take off your knickers….”

Donovan: “Please stop and just tell me what happened, it’ll be easier on everyone. Where the hell did you even read these from?” (Wonders if he needs to get Ma to give Joyce a pep talk)

Joyce: “Bros before Hoes…”

Donovan: (Rubs his temples tiredly when he hears that one) “Oh dear lord have mercy, she’s broken again and I don’t even know why.”

Donovan: (Shoves a forkful of eggs from off his own non-contaminated plate into Joyce’s mouth to stop her from finishing) “Okay that’s enough from you. There’s a child upstairs.” (Gives her a look while putting another forkful of pancakes in her mouth) “We need to work on your people skills.”

Ma: (Tenderly pulls the girl into another hug, placing a kiss on the top of her head)

Jasmine: (Ends up snuggled close to Ma with her head under the sweet woman’s chin, catching the scent of lavender and laundry detergent on Ma’s house dress. She whimpers and sniffles on her tears, biting down on her thumb a little)

Ma: (Rubs some floral scented lotion on her hands, warming them up) “Hush now, precious child. All will be well in the end… You’ll see.” (Starts rubbing Jazzy’s stomach in a soothing clockwise motion with the lotion, avoiding putting pressure on any of her wounds while she hums a soft tune)

Jasmine: (Tears up more and absolutely melts at the comforting gesture that her own mother used to do whenever she had the chance, especially when one of her kids was sick with something. She relaxes as she sobs, enjoying the close physical contact and gesture while her eyes shut again)

Ma: (Not aware that Jasmine often throws up her food after eating it. To her, Jas puking is just part of the fever she has)

Teshteal: *stuck in his own hell* 

Gardio: Teshteal…? Are you okay? 

Teshteal: *sing songy joking voice* Of course- the jester of the court is always okay! Wouldn’t you say? 

Gardio: That forced smile doesn’t full me, officer. What’s going on? 

Teshteal: A meal! A good one! *pulls a heart shaped pancake in front of him* Practically heart warming- 

Gardio: Linus-

Teshteal: *cowers and squeaks hearing his old name.* I’m sorry. I’ll stop. 

Joyce: (Through her mouthful of food at her brother) “I’m four!”

Donovan: (Partly distracted by Teshteal and Gardio) “And that’s why I’m patient with you, you’re still learning. Do ya want some milk?” (Holds out a glass of chocolate milk)

Joyce: (Nods and take the offered glass of milk, chugging it down to clear her sticky and sugar coated throat)

Donovan: (Frowns when he sees Teshteal droop down and give in quickly)

Jasmine: (Chokes on a cry when she thinks of her Mamá who’s now forever gone, the fear and guilt getting its deep claws back into her again)

Ma: (Syncs her gentle shushes with each pat on the back she gives the girl, making a soothing rhythm) “Ssh, Ssh, Ssh….” (A little worried that Jas is crying too much, she’s already puked and is still severely anemic with almost no fluid intake. Maybe sending Donny to buy fluid from the Doc in Far Harbor is still a good move to make)

Jasmine: (Cuddles closer to Ma when she feels the weight of terror push down on her even further, making it harder to breathe. She starts back up whimpering for her Dad)

Ma: (Takes the baby bottle and gently tries to coax the girls mouth open so she can drink)

Jasmine: (Whines in protest when the bottle is offered to her, turning her face away while she starts kicking the air again)

Ma: (Frowns and continues to rub the teens stomach to get her to settle down again, wondering if she should call up Nick now in desperation. She can eventually get Jazzy to drink from the bottle with gentle massages and soft words, but she can’t stop her from crying for her father. And right now Jas needs to preserve all tears and energy so she can get stronger)

Nick: Better go check on things upstairs. *heads up. He frowns when he doesn’t find jas in bed, then checks the bathroom. Then finally finds the two in Ma’s room* I’m gathering there was an incident. I think we may have to hook her up to an IV if she can’t keep anything down. 

Teshteal: *stopped eating* I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry-

Gardio: Teshteal, where are we right now? 

Teshteal: I- *looks at the food then around him* A house. 

Gardio: And what are we doing? *takes a bite of a pancake* 

Teshteal: *eyes lock on the pancake* Eating breakfast. *nods and relaxes some* 

Gardio: Good! You have a plate of delicious food in front of you, don’t you? 

Teshteal: Yeah. Yeah I do. *smiles* Thanks for the reminder. *shoves a whole sausage in his mouth*

Gardio: Now, what was bothering you so much a moment ago? 

Teshteal: *swallows* I was worried I was trying to hurt someone innocent without intending to. *pokes his food* Like the monster I am. *stabs a pancake right through the center with his fork* 

Lucille: *finishes her food then gets up and washes her dishware* I’ll be in the attic if anyone needs me. 

Ma: (Sighs and looks down at the sobbing, mewling and trembling girl in her arms, still rubbing her stomach and patting her back) “Unfortunately yes, Rosie vomited not too long after you left and I can’t get her to take the bottle of water.”

Jasmine: (Cries out louder and reaches for her Dad when she hears him enter the room under her haze) “Daddy!”

Ma: (Stands to hand the girl off to her father) “She’s been crying for you since you left for breakfast, I can’t get her stop for long before she picks it up again. Not that it’s a surprise, children often develop extreme separation anxiety after a traumatic event occurs in their life.” (Rocks Jas as she holds her out to Nick) “I don’t think being abandoned twice in her life is helping Rosalinda’s situation all that much.”

Calf: (Came over to the table with the blanket still on her back, sniffing at Gardio curiously with a moo)

Donovan: (Still has his arm around Joyce, keeping quiet for now)

Joyce: (Now aware of her surroundings and she looks at Teshteal, noticing that he’s poking at the pancake) “Ma’s food is the best, isn’t it?” (Smiles at him, having no idea that he just had mini breakdown too) “Although, I don’t really have anything to compare it to.”

Gardio: *turns to pet the back of the calf’s neck* Hello there, dear. 

Calf: (Moos with approval, sniffing for the syrup on the table)

Teshteal: *looks up at Joyce and smiles* Very. Shame I suddenly lost my appetite to my nerves. *chuckles. He did also grab a lot of food and made a sizeable dent in his portion. So he did get plenty to eat* 

Joyce: “Aww, that’s too bad. But we can always save the leftovers to eat later.” (Looks down when the small satchel she’s wearing around her chest starts moving. She opens it and out pops a little ferret who yawns sleepily) “At least you haven’t forsaken me, Gilbert.” (Holds the noodle raccoon to her face, kissing his head)

Donovan: “Ouch. What about me and Ma?”

Joyce: (Turns to her older brother) “She’s my mother and you’re my brother, you’re obligated to love me no matter how many times I make you carry me home when my feet hurt.”

Donovan: “I wouldn’t have to carry you so much do you didn’t insist on wearing those ridiculous heels all the time.”

Joyce: “But they’re pretty!”

Donovan: “I don’t think pretty is worth pain, you can’t even walk in them properly.” (Notices the calf trying to get on the table) “Why is Milly inside?”

Joyce: (Takes out her ferret and holds him like a potato sack) “Because she’s cold and she’s too skinny to keep warm. We’re waiting for the sun to heat the pasture back up before taking her back.”

Teahteal: That’ tr- *eyes turn into saucers to match his pupils at the sight of the noodle in her satchel* A ferret…! Aww. He’s just a wittle baby! *absolutely fawning over the animal* 

Nick: *holding his daughter* Can we send someone to get some IV bags? 

Jasmine: (Clinging to her Dad while she whimpers and whines from the pain of the wounds and the misery from her fever)

Ma: (Nods as she leaves the room, handing him the bottle on her way out) “I’ll send Donny into town to pick up the fluid, but we can do a blood transfusion immediately.”

Joyce: (Holds out Gilbert to Teshteal) “Wanna hold him?”

Gilbert: (A very looooong noodle baby)

Teshteal: *eyes nearly sparkle and he immediately expends his arms to recieve one wiggly long boy* Of course! *makes grabby hands at the ferret* 

Ma: (Comes down the stairs, a serious expression on her face) “Donny, love? Can you be a dear and run down to the harbor to pick up some fluid for Rosie?”

Donovan: (Immediately rises from the table and rushes over to grab his coat when he hears that) “Yeah, of course. Is Rosie doing alright?”

Ma: (Rubs her hands together) “She’s still responsive, but she can’t keep anything down at the moment.”

Donny: (Taking out some caps from the bin in the closet, gathering his gun and the keys to the boat) “I’ll be quick, and if that Allen punk gives me trouble I swear I’m throwing his ass into the sea.”

Nick: Ssh, doll. Ssh… *pops the bottle in her mouth the moment he sees an opportunity* Here. Drink this- it’ll help cool ya down. *sits in the chair* 

Jasmine: (Willingly starts to drink from the bottle after a few noises of complaint, being too tired and burning hot to argue with her Dad. She squirms and cries out when her mind and body don’t agree with this decision, but she keeps slowly drinking anyways)

Joyce: (Hands Teshteal Gilbert and sits back on her chair with a bright smile)

Gilbert: (Yawns lazily, it’s take a lot of work to be this squiggly and noodly 24/7)

Teshteal: *holds his long fluffy body up and beams at the long rat of a creature* Fluffy noodle! Cute wittle guy! *does a little shake, making Gilbert’s lower body sway*

Donovan: (Opens the side door and pats his side to summon his faithful pup) “Pirate! Cmon girl! We’re making an emergency run!”

Pirate: (Perks up and rushes to follow Donovan out the front door as he heads to the boat)

Ma: (Starts cleaning up after breakfast, putting away the leftovers from the big plates into containers as she mutters under her breath worriedly for the little girl upstairs)

Dogmeat: *watching them about to leave* 

Nick: There you go. That’s my girl… 

Jasmine: (Not drinking much, she’s only getting a few droplets at a time. She grips onto Nicks dress shirt while she mumbles, feeling miserable again but at least she’s with Dad finally)

Gardio: Would you like me to come with, Donovan? 

Donovan: (Stops at the doorway) “Ah, no thank you I think I’ve got it…” (Looks at Ma who’s rushing about like a busy bee, then at Gardio to silently ask him to lend her a hand)

Ma: (Has to clean the kitchen then the living room that had housed the chickens followed by the med room that’s still bloody and disorganized from yesterday. She’ll leave the outside cleanup to her kids, but there’s still so much work to split. She turns on the radio to help ease her nerves, tying on a new apron to get started)

Gardio: Understood. *nods and starts clearing the table to start on dishes again* 

Gilbert: (Licks his nose, his eyes partly closed)

Joyce: (Stands suddenly, remembering that she has chores to do) “Aw crap, the animals!” (Glances at Milly who’s going for the syrup again) “Milly! No!”

Donovan: (Over his shoulder to his sister as he leaves) “Don’t try milking the cows! It was a disaster for you last time.”

Teshteal: I can help! *stands and carefully slinks Gilbert back in his pouch* 

Gilbert: (Curls up in his snuggly pouch, going back to sleep as he only briefly woke up at the smell of food)

Joyce: (Getting ready to lead Milly back outside to the pasture, frowning at the realization that she has to clean it after the storm probably blew gunk into it. They can’t have any of their prized animals munching on whatever blew in from the sea or forest)

Donovan: (Gets to his boat at their dock and turns it on, pulling out of the docks to head up to the harbor)

Jasmine: (Quivers and cuddles close to Nick with her weak arms gripping him tighter, a sharp pang going through her heart when there’s a string of sudden thoughts that bursts through all the cotton balls that are stuffed in her head. That damned voice telling her she’s worthless and deserves all this shit is yelling stronger… It’s making her feel more sick and queasy. “Worthless” and “Mistake” are still the loudest, and there’s hard evidence to back it up and say that it’s true…)

Nick: *figured the second abandonment probably had to do with her aunt cropping her out of the photos so he didn’t think much of it when Ma said so. Now that he thinks of it, he’s not exactly sure if that’s what she meant. At this point, he’s not surprised that she’s been abandoned multiple times. The girl hasn’t been able to catch a break since day one*

Ma: (Smiles gratefully at Gardio as she sways along with the radio playing “Happy Times”) “Well aren’t you a darling with good manners, your daughter takes after you.” (Smirks and gestures to a hanger with several frilly and floral aprons) “You need one?”

Gardio: Yes, thank you, ma'am. *puts on one with cartoonish flowers on it and continues cleaning it up*

Ma: (Chuckles at Gardio and wipes her hands, suddenly remembering something she left in the laundry room) “I’ll be right back.” (Heads off to the laundry room and goes up to the shelf, taking a soft and clean Winnie off from one of the drying shelves. She takes out a special perfume bottle and sprays the bear thoroughly, making sure the scent isn’t too strong. Next she goes into the med room to grabs Jasmines Pipboy that was left in there during the chaos, giving it a good wipe down. With those items in hand she heads up the stairs to find Nick and Jas who are still in her room) “I have this for her, I hope you don’t mind that I went poking through her bag while I was searching for her clothes.” (Gently places the stuffed bear in Jasmines arms)

Jasmine: (Hugs the stuffed toy to her face with one hand while the other remains around her Dad, taking the familiar scent of perfume and the clean laundry detergent)

Ma: (Smiles at her, a hint of sadness in her eyes) “The perfume, it’s the one her mother would use. Rosie had a bottle in her bag as well, I assume she found it and would put it on her bear. Heh, clever girl, its an old soothing technique.”

Jasmine: (Opens her tear filled eyes and blinks at her stuffed toy, then softly sniffles and hides away in Nicks shirt again with both of her arms around his neck and Winnie cuddled in her lap. She stopped drinking from the bottle when those thoughts came to attack her)

Teshteal: *walking out with the calf* How do you guys have prewar animals running around? *starts picking up a bunch of seaweed, drift wood, and sticks the storm blew in from the pasture. Wonders if he can make something out of them*

Joyce: (Shrugs her shoulders as she opens the gate) “You’ll have to ask Ma or Donny about that, something about having tight connections with people who breed them from vaults I think. Take my words with a grain of salt as I’m not too sure.” (Looks around at the cleared area thats littered with salty whatnot, setting her sights on the barn and the coop) “Lets get Milly inside so she doesn’t try to lick anything.”

Teshteal: Yeah, all that irradiated salt can’t be good for her. *flicks his tail to exaggerate his point*

Joyce: (Opens the barn door and carefully shoves Milly inside, closing the door quickly so no animals rush out) “There, she’ll go with her Mama and sister on her own.” (Turns to Teshteal) “You can go inside with the others, I have to start cleaning up.” (Starts walking to the shed to grab a rake)

Teshteal: I can help clean. I don’t mind. *grinning from ear to ear at the thought of helping a new friend*

Joyce: (Grins right back at Teshteal, grateful for the help as Donny isn’t here to lend a hand) “That’s wonderful, you’re such a sweetheart! Grab a rake then. We can start by getting all the sludge into one pile to roll out of here.” (Takes a rake for herself and starts doing just that, her nose wrinkling at the stench of rotten sea muck)

Gardio: *put up the food and cleaning the kitchen for Ma*

Nick: I figured as much… *looks up at Ma. He’s not removing the bottle. Perhaps she’ll suck on it to soothe her anxiety causing her to drink more water in the process* What did you mean when you said she’d been abandoned twice?

Ma: (Gets a somber look on her face when Nick asks the question) ”Her Aunt Debbie, she was so tired after losing-…”

Jasmine: (Wails loudly at the mention of her other aunt whom she hates the most right now, kicking her feet while she trembles and tries to desperately scratch at her arms and sides)

Ma: (Reaches out to stop the girl from kicking her feet by holding her legs down) “Maybe now isn’t the best time to talk about this. Poor baby is having a rough enough time as it is even without the news, she just needs to be comforted.”

Nick: *nods at the mention of her aunt. He had a feeling it might have been her based on the photos he saw. He begins to rub her stomach gently with his other hand to help soothe her just as Ma did*

Jasmine: (Hums a soft note under her sobs and settles down when she feels this comforting gesture, halting her kicking and scratching completely. She closes her eyes tightly and nuzzles closer to her father with her arms back around him, matching her breathing with the calming motions of his rubs)

Ma: (Lets go of Jas and leans forwards to wipe the girls face with a handkerchief) “It’s alright Rosie, you can relax now. You’re safe here.” (Smiles warmly at Nick) “You are a wonderful father, Detective Valentine.”

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HTTYD TNG Incorrect quotes

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Gobber: *full therapist mode* now what do we tell ourselves when we’re having impulses to throw ourselves off a bridge?

Viggo and Puffnut: Yeet-

Gobber: No.

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Viggo: Is there a cactus where your heart should be?

Ryker: What’s up your ass this morning?

Gobber: *walks in the room* hey.

Ryker: hmm, nevermind.

Viggo: *spits out his drink*

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Dagur: How’s my baby nephew doing?

Ethan: *standing at a good 4’11* shut up.

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Someone: Yeah we get it, you Jorgensons all have daddy issues-

Puffnut: We don’t.

Fluffnut: We fucking love our dads.

Puffnut: Our dads are awesome.

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Ethan: If you are 5’5 and call yourself short, I will maim the shit out of you! I’m 4’11 and haven’t grown SINCE I WAS 14!

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Snotlout, on his and Tuffnut’s wedding day: DON’T STEP ON MY DAMN DRESS BITCH! *walks away all proud and fabulous in a dress.*

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Ruffnut: I don’t know why being a third wheel gets such a bad rap. If I can’t find love I’ll just be a parasite on someone else’s love, that’s fine.

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Ryker: one needs to learn some morals and values.

Gruffnut: LOOK AT HIM AND TELL ME THERE’S GODS

Gustav, feral in his cage: ThEy MaDe Me In ThEiR oWn ImAgE.

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Viggo: *staring down at the volcano*

Viggo’s intrusive thoughts: Jump.

Viggo: hmmm…

Gobber: Absolutely not.

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Ethan: What do you want from me?!

Salva: *stands on his bed, biting into a KitKat bar instead of breaking it*

Ethan: Just stop! Please!

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Gobber, while carrying a sleep deprived Viggo who hasn’t eaten in three days: Sorry guys, I gotta go water my boyfriend.

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