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hunter-gatherer-11 · 4 months
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Incorrect Quote #4: Bondi Rescue
Reidy: I've already sent good vibes your way… they’re coming. There’s nothing you can do to stop them. Whippet: This is the most threatening way I’ve ever been cheered up.
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southernboy420 · 4 months
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Masterlist!
Bondi Rescue Masterlist
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weird-kid-maxx · 6 months
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Reidy: You fuckers don’t know about my knife stick. It’s a knife taped to a stick and it’s the ultimate weapon. Whippet, not looking up from their book: Spear. Reidy: BLOCKED.
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firebenderwolf · 3 years
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Joel: We are clearly lost!
Harrison: We are not lost. We have just got a little turned around with the directions.
Jethro: THAT MEANS WE ARE LOST!
Maxi: Well you said to make a right!
Jethro: I said make a right next!
Maxi: Well that meant for me to turn right since we were at the stop!!
Harrison: Why don’t we just call someone?
Joel: You know damn well if we call someone then we will get more lost!
Harrison: Excuse me, I am not like you. Words don’t go in one ear and out the other one!
Meanwhile
Hoppo, Reidy and Whippet watching from the tower.
Hoppo: They are still in the car park.
Reidy: Should we help?
Whippet, with popcorn: As if! I’m enjoying this!
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adam-lallana · 3 years
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Maxi: If you bite it and you die, it’s poisonous. If it bites you and you die, it’s venomous.
Harrison: What if it bites me and it dies!?
Jake: Then you’re poisonous. Jesus Christ, Harrison, learn to listen.
Max: What if it bites itself and I die?
Reidy: That’s voodoo.
Whippet: What if it bites me and someone else dies?
Harrison: That’s correlation, not causation.
Max: What if we bite each other, and neither of us die?
Reidy: That’s kinky.
Maxi: Oh my God.
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tags : @wardlowobsessed
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raisetheroos · 3 years
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decided to watch a little australian movie called the black balloon purely for the fact that whippet from bondi rescue had a small role in it but fuck, now i’m crying because it was such a heartwarming story.
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hunter-gatherer-11 · 4 months
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Sick (Bondi Rescue)
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Prompt: Lachie is sick. Will, his "big brother" (roommate) is trying to force him to stay home, but when Lachie's sickness and fever spikes to the point where he's delusional, Will has to take him to the ER. And also, Hutz feels bad, because Hutz got him sick in the first place.
Warnings: Sick Lachie; Passing Out In The Shower; Delusional Sickness; Hospitals; Dangerous Fevers; Concerned Will Bigelow; Big Brother Will; Little Brother Lachie; Concerned Will; Guilty Harrison Reid.
Third Person POV
Lachie stared vacantly at his bedroom wall, trying to figure out if he could convince his roommate/older brother figure, Will, that he was good to work today. Lachie's chest was a little heavy, his breath a little wheezy, and he was feeling feverish, but he figured he'd just slept under the blankets too long. He sighed, chest rattling, and broke into a coughing fit as he tried to get up. He stumbled to his closet, grabbing a shirt, and Will appeared in the doorway. "What're you doing?" He asked. "Getting...a shirt?" Lachie frowned. "Why? You're not going in." "I am, though." "Nah, mate, think Hutz got you sick." "I'm fine."
Will gave him a flat look as Lachie coughed--again. "Will, it's a cough, that's a human thing to do, isn't it?" He grabbed some joggers (sweatpants) from his dresser before moving to the bathroom, hearing Will call, "Yes, but you're sick!"
Lachie ignored him, starting the shower and kicking the door shut, sighing and breaking into another coughing fit. He was really gonna kill Hutz. He'd had the flu last week and hadn't really realized it until he threw up, three times at work, and Hoppo literally forced Maxi to take the boy home. Not to mention Hutz almost passed out, in the ocean, twice. Stepping under the hot water, Lachie started feeling his muscles relax and groaned, tipping his head back. He must've blacked out or something, because he woke up to Will throwing the door open, grabbing Lachie's arms and slinging a towel around him. Lachie wasn't really aware of what was happening until Will managed to get him in some joggers. "What..." He blinked, seeing Will in front of him, holding his shirt. "You passed out, mate." Will said, his blue eyes dark with worry. "You know you're not supposed to tilt your head back, moron." Will shook his head, helping Lachie into the shirt. "Sorry," Lachie mumbled, feeling hazy. He started coughing, having to bend in half to breathe. "Lachie, hey. Why don't we just head to bed, yeah?" "Kay," Lachie whined, eyes shut. He had never remembered feeling this horrible since he was small, maybe six or seven.
Will got Lachie into bed, and Lachie passed out for a few hours. When he woke up, the sun was sinking below the horizon, and Lachie could hear a movie on the TV in the living room and a voice, not Will's, laughing. Frowning, he shakily got up, hoping not to collapse, but the way he swung his legs over the edge of the bed made his stomach churn, and he forced himself up, to run to the bathroom, barely making it over the toilet before everything came out. He couldn't breathe, and it was so gross. A hand rubbed his back slowly, and Lachie whined, trying to pull away. "Hey, just me." Will said, brushing Lachie's bangs back. Lachie groaned. It was so embarrassing to sit here, puking his guts up, as the older man stood there (despite Will having done it before). "Sorry," He coughed, and Will shook his head. "Don't apologize for being sick. Trust me, kid, I've seen way worse." He helped Lachie sit back, flushed the toilet, and helped him stand. He pulled a thermometer from the cabinet. "Here." Lachie sat there for a minute with the thermometer under his tongue until it beeped and Will winced, showing Lachie. "Gotta get that down." 102.4 read the tiny screen. Lachie sighed.
They entered the kitchen. Lachie wished, just for a moment, that he could sit and lean against Will, but it'd get the man sick. Hell, he was probably getting sick right now. Guilt churned in Lachie's gut at the thought. Will slid a plate over, with toast on it, and Lachie, totally spaced out, dropped his head with a heavy clunk on the table that made Will cringe and touch his back gently. "Don't hurt yourself," He said, but Lachie just whined softly, not lifting his head. "Hey. Eat this, then go to bed, okay?" Will said, and Lachie glared at the toast, wondering if it'd make him puke again. But he was really hungry, so he grabbed one, almost limp, and nibbled it slowly as Will cooked something. Suddenly, he frowned. His vision was spinning as well, and he couldn't breathe, like there was invisible sandbags on Lachie's chest. He frowned.
"Will," He said, but Will didn't hear him.
He stood, turning to go to his room. Maybe laying down would help, but the moment he stood, he felt lightheaded. "Will." He had enough time to say, a little louder, before his vision went white.
Will heard Lachie, and turned just in time to see the boy's eyes roll to the whites, like a freaky zombie movie, and crumple in a dead heap on the floor. "Lachie!" Will shouted, rushing to Lachie. The boy was unresponsive, pulse racing, and eyes fluttering under his bruise-colored eyelids. "Lachie, hey!" He shook Lachie's arm, but the boy only groaned. Will grunted as he lifted Lachie bridal-style and took him to his room. He knew passing out was generally a bad thing, but he figured, Lachie's sick, he probably stood up too fast. He tucked Lachie into the bed, feeling oddly like a parent for a moment (not that he minded) and rushed back to the kitchen so as not to burn what he was making.
Time Skip
Lachie woke up, not knowing where he was. He glanced around. The walls had posters on them, things he recognized, but...was this his room? He coughed, rolling over, and fought the nausea. "Hey." A guy said, coming in, and Lachie stared at him, confused. A memory tickled his brain. Did he know this guy? "Hi?" Lachie asked, startled. The guy stared at him. "You okay?" He asked. "I...I guess. Where..." He blinked, looking around, at the posters, the walls' "Is this my room?" The man was staring at him, concerned now. "Um...yeah. You live with me, remember?"
"No. I...think..." He could barely talk. He was also covered in sweat, felt hot around the face, and couldn't breathe. "I can't breathe," He whispered. The man swore, stepping closer and feeling Lachie's head. "Damn. Okay, um...I'll be right back." "Kay." Lachie mumbled, collapsing into his bed as the man left. Lachie knew he knew that guy, but the name wasn't there. Hadn't he worked with him before? Wait, what is my job? Lachie wondered. Aren't I...a lifeguard? At the ocean, I think. Bondi?
"Hey." The man was back. "Stick this under your tongue, and then we're gonna head to the hospital, okay? Whippet's coming to get us." "Whippet...?" "Yeah." Lachie allowed the guy to stick the thermometer under his tongue as he grabbed a hoodie. The thermometer beeped, showing 102.6. "Shit. Here, up."
The guy helped him dress in a warm hoodie, joggers, and sneakers, then helped him outside, where a man in a car was waiting. Slipping in the back and the other guy in the front, the blonde said to the driver, "He doesn't remember me, so I figured ER was the next step. Also, his fever was at 102.6 last time I checked. So hurry, please." Now the driver was looking at him. "Sure. Hey, Lachie. Ready?" "Sure?" Lachie frowned. He knew these people. He started mumbling, "I know them, I...Whippet..." He frowned, trying to place the names. Unknown to him, Will and Whippet were listening to his rambles.
"I'm...beach. I work at the beach. Ocean?" Lachie thought harder, his head pounding. "Bondi. Boss--Is my boss mad?" "No. No, he knows you're sick." Whippet shared an alarmed glance with Will. If Lachie ever talked about Hoppo, he said the name, not boss. Did Lachie remember Hoppo at the moment?
They arrived at the hospital, explaining everything to the nurse. When they got to his temp, she grabbed Lachie gently and led him back, but the men had to wait in the waiting room. For some reason, Lachie didn't want to go alone, so he glued himself to the man Whippet (was that his name?) had called Will. "Can he come?" the nurse shook her head. "He can come when we're done, alright?" Lachie looked sad but followed her.
He doesn't remember passing out, but he woke up with Whippet in a chair on the left, Will on the right. "Will?" Lachie asked, and both men looked up. "Hey, how are you feeling?" Will asked. "Better, I think. I'm...not as hot. And I can breathe." He mumbled, playing with the edge of the blanket. "That's good." Whippet smiled. "You scared us earlier." He said softly. "Why?" "You had no idea who we were, didn't know where you worked. Nothing." Will said. "Sorry." Lachie mumbled. "Don't be. We got you some help, that's all we needed." Just then, the doctor came in, and he smiled, seeing Lachie awake. "Mr. McArthur, hello." He said. "Lachie," the boy said, and the doctor nodded. "Lachie," he corrected. "How do you feel? You still feel sick, any pain?" "No." "Good! So, our plan was to keep you overnight, just to be sure, but you are improving rapidly, so we'll give it a few more hours and then, if you're still looking good, we can send you home. Sound okay?" "Yeah." Lachie said, yawning. "Good!" The doctor turned to Will, saying something, as Lachie dropped off into sleep again.
Time Skip
"Lachie!" Jake crowed when Lachie walked into the Tower on Sunday. Lachie grinned as the others smiled, greeting him. "Hi," He said, and Hutz, when their eyes connected, glanced away quickly, guilt etched on his face. Will had informed the team (or Whippet did--either way, they knew) about Lachie's ER trip, so Lachie knew that Hutz felt bad. He sat next to the Kiwi on the desk. "Don't feel bad, okay?" "I-I'm not--" "You are. I can see it. So what if I ended up in the ER and you didn't? You didn't wanna get me sick." Hutz shrugged. "I guess." "Love you, mate." Lachie smiled, flicking Hutz's forehead. Hutz laughed. "Yeah, love you, too."
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weird-kid-maxx · 5 months
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Masterlist!
MY BABYSITTER'S A VAMPIRE
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BONDI RESCUE
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weird-kid-maxx · 6 months
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Reidy: Lol heads up if you try to make a candle with food coloring, the food coloring will just sink to the bottom of the glass, and when the flame eventually reaches the bottom all the food coloring will catch fire and become one giant tall flame that you cannot possibly blow out and the glass will start to crack and then you'll throw your tea on it in a panic and then the extremely hot food coloring will boil and sizzle horribly and then the glass will shatter. Please take my word on this lmfao Whippet: What did you do?! Reidy: A MISTAKE
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weird-kid-maxx · 6 months
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The Lifeguard's Secret
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Brought to you by Story Generator (Link).
Warnings: Mentions of ab*se, se**f-h**m, and other triggering topics. Please read with caution!!!
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Once upon a time, in the modern world, there was a young man named Lachie. He was a lifeguard at Bondi Beach, known for his bravery and dedication. However, behind his cheerful demeanor, Lachie carried a heavy secret.
Lachie lived in an abusive household, enduring physical and emotional torment every day. The scars on his body were hidden beneath his lifeguard uniform, but his teammates couldn't help but notice his change in behavior. He also played a part in the self-harm scars littering his body as well, but he couldn't stop.
One sunny afternoon, as they sat in the lifeguard tower, Reidy and Whippet decided it was time to confront Lachie. Concerned for their friend's well-being, they approached him gently, asking if something was wrong.
Lachie hesitated at first, unsure if he could trust them with his painful truth. But the genuine concern in their eyes made him realize that he didn't have to face his struggles alone. With a deep breath, he opened up and shared everything.
Tears streamed down Lachie's face as he recounted the horrors he endured at home. Reidy and Whippet listened intently, their hearts breaking for their friend. Their son, even. They offered their unwavering support and vowed to help him escape the cycle of abuse.
Together, they devised a plan to ensure Lachie's safety. They contacted the authorities, providing them with the necessary evidence to take action against his abusers. Lachie was filled with a mix of fear and relief, knowing that his life was about to change forever.
In the following days, Lachie moved into a safe house, with Whippet and his wife and kids, away from the toxic environment that had haunted him for so long. Reidy and Whippet stood by his side, offering him the love and support he desperately needed.
As time passed, Lachie's wounds began to heal, both physically and emotionally. With the help of therapy and the unwavering friendship of Reidy and Whippet and the rest of the team, he regained his strength and found a renewed sense of purpose.
Lachie's story served as a reminder to every lifeguard, new and old, at Bondi Beach of the importance of compassion and looking out for one another. His bravery in sharing his truth inspired others to speak up and seek help when faced with similar challenges.
And so, Lachie's journey from darkness to light became a beacon of hope for all who crossed his path. With his newfound resilience, he continued to save lives on the shores of Bondi Beach, now armed with the knowledge that he was never alone.
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firebenderwolf · 3 years
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Harrison: Dad! I got a fin chop on my arm!
Reidy: Wait what did you call me?
Harrison: Dad?
Reidy, crying tears of joys: Whippet! He called me dad!
Whippet: Thank god I thought it would never happen!
Harrison: Dads? Kinda bleeding out here?
Whippet: HE CALLED US BOTH DAD!
Maxi, comes in: What happened?!
Harrison: I called these two dad and I also got a fin chop and bleeding out.
Reidy and Whippet: *crying tears of joy, hugging each other*
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firebenderwolf · 3 years
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Hoppo: *very angry about a prank gone wrong*
Jethro: It was Joel!
Joel: It was Harrison!
Harrison: It was Maxi!
Maxi: It was Jake!
Jake: It was Max!
Max: It was Jethro!
Jethro,Joel,Harrison, Maxi, Jake, Max: *overlapping banter*
Reidy and Whippet: *peaks around the corner*
Reidy: This was all you.
Whippet: Hey I had the idea. You were the one who executed it.
Mouse: *trying to scrub the glue/glitter mess from his clothes and skin* WHY IS IT ALWAYS ME?!
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adam-lallana · 3 years
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Harrison: I gotta go, I’m getting a call from my dad.
Reidy, confused: Why would I call you if I’m right here?
Harrison: .... you’re not actually my father, you do know that right?
Reidy, tearing up: What?
Whippet, gasping: Harrison, look what you’ve done! You apologise to your father right now!
Harrison, mumbling: I fucking hate it here.
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tags: @wardlowobsessed
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adam-lallana · 3 years
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'Can I copy the homework?'
Maxi: I can help you with it!
Harrison: Yeah, sure.
Whippet: Bold of you to assume I did the homework.
Max: lol nope.
Jake: Wait, we had homework?!?!?!
Reidy: *Read 5:55pm*
tags : @wardlowobsessed
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adam-lallana · 3 years
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Reidy, groaning: Being a father of four kids is so hard.
Harries: ... you have two?
Reidy: Incorrect. I have four. The two I share with my wife and the two I share with Whippet.
Harries, so confused: Whippet?
Reidy: Yes. Jake and Harrison can be a handful, you know?
Harries:
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tags : @wardlowobsessed
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adam-lallana · 3 years
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Harrison, whining: Jake! Stop hitting me, it’s not nice!
Jake, holding Harrison’s hands and using them to make Harrison slap himself: Why are you hitting yourself? Why are you hitting yourself? Why are you hitting yourself?
Harrison: *kicks Jake*
Jake, eyes full of tears and pouting: Owie! That really hurt, Huttsy!
Whippet, in the background, turning to Reidy: Why’d I agree to this again?
Reidy, smiling: Because our practically adopted sons are angels.
Whippet, mumbling: More like fallen angels.
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