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pixiesfz · 1 month

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spiked arsenal fc x r

plot: you get invited to a party from a girl at your school and things don’t turn out the best

warnings: readers drink gets spiked, weird Pervy boys, sexual asault

Being a professional athlete at a young age had its perks but it also had its very bad drawbacks, privacy being one of them.

A 17-year-old Australian girl moving to London to play for North London's red team Arsenal, will she crack under pressure?

Your every move was watched by the public, weather at training or joining Katie and Caitlin for a coffee in the morning.

Another one was schooling.

Whenever you weren't training you were finishing an essay or researching history to write an essay on.

And if you were caught not doing your homework by Leah or Steph they would threaten less minutes at Arsenal or the Matilda's.

Kim let you take an hour off sometimes, seeing the stress you were under

"you're not going to do your best work if you're exhausted" she always insisted before passing you a pillow and her keys to the physio room.

And the last one which was your least favourite one to admit was fomo.

You physically went to school sometimes to do half days or full days, and your classmates always whispered to each other when you walked in.

You had made some friends, some were definitely your 'friends' just to see if they could get a free ticket to the Emirates but you figured it was better than nothing.

"Hey" one of the girls greeted you on the way to English "Hi Lisa" you smiled, happy another girl your age was talking to you "So It may be a long shot but I am having my 17th birthday party and I was wondering if you would be able to come?" she asked and you smiled.

You had seen everyone go to parties before as you watched on Snapchat and Instagram, but you had never been.

You had been invited sure, but not from anybody you knew well enough, the others just wanted to be able to say 'y/n y/l/n went to my party!"

"I'll just have to ask my caregivers but it should be fine" you smiled "Good cause I hear Tommy G really wanted to talk to you but that boy always needs liquid encouragement"

You grimaced and the girl laughed "I know I would have the same reaction" You smiled "So I'll see you there?" she asked and you nodded making her squeal.

When going home to Caitlins that day you entered with a smile "What happened today chook?" she asked as she was sprawled on the couch, Katie next to her.

"Lisa invited me to her birthday party!"

Katie cheered from her spot but Caitlin persed her lips

"Caitlin please, there's no training the day after and it's not on a game night, please I never get to go to parties, I'm the only girl in my year level-"

"Gosh shut up!" Caitlin scoffed "I was going to ask what you were planning to wear!"

You smiled "So I can go?"

Caitlin smiled, your happiness contagious to the two of them "of course, just don't drink you're still a minor and that can be bad for your image"

You nodded, the thought already crossed your mind in fifth period "I promise"

Katie's smile dropped "We will have to tell the captains"

"I already told Kim" you smiled remembering the call with your captain as you walked home "and she's the real captain of Arsenal and we're not on international duties, also please never tell Leah I called her not the real captain"

Your excitement was built up as your words were quick, Ella who had come out from her room laughing as you talked.

"You can borrow some of my clothes"

"No!" Katie was quick to say.

You had finished training and went home with Caitlin and Katie to have an 'everything shower before allowing Ella to curl your hair. You didn't have much party clothing so the day before you and Ella went shopping and bought jeans and a nice top.

"You look so pretty" Ella smiled as she finished your mascara "Lauren would never let me do her make-up and hair" she gushed "and Katie never did it for me so this is cute" she laughed as Katie scoffed from the bed her and Caitlin were laying down on, getting ready for your reveal

"Not our faults we were never into that at the time!" , "How much longer the party started half an hour ago!" Caitlin added before you walked out, a proud Ella behind you.

"Well don't you look like a princess!"

"Katie!"

"I'm messing with ya, you look good baby Australia" she smiled and Cailin grabbed Lisa's present "I feel like a proud mum" she cheered "now let's go".

When you arrived at the party all the goers cheered at your appearance and a very drunk Lisa came to your side "' I'm so soooo happy you made it" she smiled, squeezing you tight as you awkwardly handed her the bag "Happy birthday" you told her and she gasped loudly, hugging you again.

She left to put it in her room, leaving you with some other of your classmates as they offered you a drink "No I'm okay is there water offered anyway, or sprite?" you asked and Tommy G stood up "I saw sprite in the back" he said before disappearing "thanks" you called out to him.

"He found out you didn't want to talk to him so he's probably just trying to get away from you" Holly, one of the girls said and you nodded "I didn't mean to hurt his feelings I'm just not that interested"

She nodded "I get it, do you want a hit?" she asked and held out her vape which you crossed her head at "thanks for the offer but no thankyou" you smiled apologetically and the girl smirked "more for me then"

"Uh here you go" a voice piped behind you and you saw Tommy holding out your Sprite bottle, it was already opened but you didn't think too much of it, maybe he just wanted to open it for you.

"Thankyou Tommy" you smiled and went back to your conversation, not taking a sip just yet.

About an hour had gone by and you felt really, really shitty, your grip on the table tightening as you felt the need to lay down, a headache splitting your brain.

"I'm sorry" you apologised to whoever you were speaking to "I have to lay down" you said, stumbling away to the nearest bedroom, gaining the attention of the group of boys who were sat on the couch.

"Tommy boy you actually did it" "Well how else was I going to get her"

"You are the man, taking away Arsenal star girl's virginity!"

You assumed it was Lisa's parents room from the size of the bed but your head was spinning and your energy was plummeting, you felt vulnerable and your muscles were failing on you.

When you heard the door open you just merely mumbled "who's it?"

Why were you like this?

You didn't drink a sip of alcohol.

"Hey y/n it's Tommy"

"somethings wrong" you said, hopefully thinking he would get some help but instead he just closed the door. "Tommy help" you whimpered, your body feeling like a brick as you couldn't move "shhh" he shooshed you, climbing on top of you "It's all going to be fine".

Your eyes widened as he tried to kiss you "just kiss back it will be easier" he told you but you shook your head, tears running down your face.

"stop" you mumbled as his hands pulled down your top "you wanted this remember?"

no. no you didn't.

"stop"

"Tommy stop'

"Tommy please" you cried

His hands started to undo your belt before the door was open again and a now sobered up Lisa barged in.

"Get off of her you Freak!" she yelled, running up and practically throwing Tommy off of you and pulling up your shirt "/n" she sighed, freaking out from your state.

Another two sets of girls came in, gasping at the sight "he drugged her" Lisa told them as they stood still, Tommy in fear as he looked around "Get him out!" she yelled and the two girls ran in and grabbed him.

"hey look she wanted it-"

And he was gone.

But his presence still lingered to you as you flinched when Lisa grabbed your wrist "Y/n I'm calling the ambulance okay?" she told you and you nodded.

You felt numb, you couldn't do anything.

It wasn't long after that you blacked out.

You woke up when the ambulance came to a stop, your body being able to move now slightly as you were able to balance on your elbows.

They carried your cart inside, going past a worried Caitlin and Katie who were called five minutes ago as they ran behind the cart and a blonde girl who was running out soon after "Who are you?" Katie asked "I'm Lisa"

"What happened?" Caitlin asked, on the phone with Steph who was driving over with Kyra, Leah and Kim.

Lisa's eye started to water "I should've- he- he- he spiked her drink!" she let out and both the Arsenal players stopped in their track.

You were able to move but you stayed still, you could feel his hands on you even if Lisa had promised you in the ambulance that the girls called the police.

You still didn't move when the doctors shoved needles into you, getting rid of the drug residue that was in you.

Ella, who was behind Katie and Caitlin ran after the doctors after hearing Lisa, knowing the news from classmates will be on the news tomorrow.

You turned your head towards the blonde with tears in your eyes "why me?" you asked and the girl grabbed your hand "Why?" you said again, not expecting an answer from the girl before Caitlin and Katie walked in with a tear stained Lisa.

"Just try and go to sleep y/n/n".

Your body was exhausted when you woke up in the morning, the room was full, full of your Arsenal and international teammates who had heard, it bran tears to your eyes as you realised what had happened, turning to Caitlin who was holding your hand

"No privacy?" you asked and the girl nodded her head "I'm sorry chicky"

You nodded, tears rolling down your cheeks as you looked at all the powereful women in the room.

If there was anyone you needed to get through the next couple of weeks, it was these women here.

#woso #woso soccer #woso community #woso x reader #matildas #caitlin foord #katie mccabe #sam kerr #alanna kennedy #arsenal wfc x reader #arsenal wfc #arsenal women #arsenal

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thedovesaredying · 3 months

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Little Chicken | Cowboy!Nikto x F!Reader | Oneshot

Figured out a cute little nickname for Nikto's reader in the Cowboy AU originally created by @ghouljams as always! I thought it was fitting since "chicken" or "chook" is an affectionate term where I live and I think it's an adorable petname.

Nikto has complicated feelings about watching his girl doing her job. She's by no means weak or incompetent at it, but he can only hold his nerve for so long.

Call of Duty Masterlist

“Цыплёнок,” Nikto huffs, trying in vain to call you back while he watches you continue to wade through the knee-deep water of the river. He normally trusts your ability to handle yourself with large and dangerous animals; this is your job and you’ve been doing it for years. But this? This is too far even for him.

“Nikto! Come look!” you excitedly call to him, looking back to grin at him with that blindingly bright smile that shows off your dimples. In any other situation, seeing such a loving, genuine smile aimed his way would give him that warm feeling in his gut. Instead, it just concerns him even more that you’re paying attention to him and not the animal at your feet.

“нет, we can see fine from here,” he keeps his eyes glued to the huge creature floating in place only a few feet from you.

“Aww, c’mon Nikto! He’s only a little fella, can’t be more than seven or eight feet,” you look back to the alligator sitting on the riverbed. You hum to yourself, tilting your head this way and that as you observe the animal, “he’s got a nice thick snout, so it’s definitely a male.” While you continue to list different facts about the species, Nikto can only watch as the alligator in question starts drifting closer.

“-and look, because of all the sensory nerves along the top of the head, tapping the water’s surface like this will cause him to-” you reach down toward the water and- Before you can do... whatever it is you’re planning on doing, he takes a couple of long strides into the water and reaches down, hauling you bodily from the river.

“нет, абсолютно нет, не происходит, нет,” He throws you over one shoulder and carries you back to dry land, regardless of your protests.

“Nikto, Nikto put me down,” he ignores you, “I know what I’m doing, I wouldn’t have let him actually bite me.” You grumble when he continues all the way back to the truck the two of you arrived in, corralling you into the front seat with his broad body blocking you from attempting to escape.

You hop up into the seat, turning your body so that you’re sitting facing out the open truck door. The truck is high enough that you can look him in the eye without craning your neck, and the pout you subject him to is admittedly rather endearing. “You will be the death of us, Цыплёнок,” he sighs, gently knocking his forehead against yours.

Your brows furrow slightly, “I’ve never heard that one before, what does it mean?” you ask quietly, refusing to break this soft moment.

“It means chicken,” he replies, and tries not to grin when you giggle, “you are like a little chicken, yes?”

“Are you saying I’m a coward?” you pretend to clutch your pearls, but the dramatic reaction is ruined by your bright grin.

“No, of course not,” he reassures you, “you’re stupid.”

He receives a slap to the chest as you gasp, “Nikto!” You glare at him, poking his chest with a single finger, “I guess that makes you a donkey, then, because you’re a complete ass.”

The cackle that bursts out of him is entirely genuine, but he can’t help it, not when you come out with something so unexpected. You quickly join him in laughter, and the two of you must be a strange sight, sitting in a truck beside the river, giggling like a couple of teenagers.

“You’re lucky, Цыплёнок, no one else would be allowed to get away with being so rude.” Perhaps he’ll keep the name, it suits you, to be a sweet little chicken, and you don’t seem to be too put off by it given the way you plant a soft kiss against his clothed lips.

Translations:

"Цыплёнок" - Little Chicken - An affectionate term for a partner.

"нет" - No

“нет, абсолютно нет, не происходит, нет” - No, absolutely not, not happening, no/nope.

#writing #call of duty modern warfare #reader insert #call of duty nikto #cowboy au #nikto x reader #oc chook

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mino491 · 18 days

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omg the whole scene where Chook goes to visit Ca$h in jail is SO,,, like Chook forgiving C$h after literally getting a bunch of other eshays that Chook presumably likes (seeing as he hangs around with them so often) and almost getting Chook himself locked up is so crazy. I wanna learn more about their history because Chook goes so far as calling Ca$h family even after all he did and that is so interesting because it must mean that they have been through a lot of shit together. It's also kinda implied that Chook feels protective of Ca$h (even if his 'protectiveness' may really be the need to have power over him cough cough) from what we see in the boat scene and others.

Like imagine being Ca$h, this guy who you've known basically your whole life and have looked up to in some ways starts showing his worst side and you're forced to realise how fucked you're whole relationship has been. On top of that, most of the people around you don't understand how difficult it is to lose such a big part of your childhood (even if it was a really shitty part looking back) and then lose the protection you had while being 'Chooks kid' to try and move on and be free of who people though you should be. I get why the other characters would think dropping Chook and the other eshays would be a piece of cake because they don't really know anything about Ca$h's life with them but as a viewer, it's so sad to see Ca$h struggle and not even be able to talk to anyone about it without looking like he was fine with everything Chook and the others did.

Honestly, I could go on about Ca$h and Chook for so long and maybe I will later but I'll end my rambling here.

#cash piggott #ca$h piggott #heartbreak high #chook #im so ill about these two #i really really want more background on these two in S3 (if we get a s3) but I'm not gonna keep my hopes up seeing as we got so much lore #in s2 #like i don't want a redemption ark for Chook because fuck him but a little flashback or Ca$h telling someone about his childhood would be 💥

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mattsturniolosmuse · 30 days

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Chook x Reader

Summary: Chook is a tough guy. He is careless, reckless, and feared amongst many. That was until he saw you. You made him feel things; things that made him weak and hopeless. You put him in his place, leading to a long, but pleasurable night.

Warnings: smut, p in v, unprotected sex, dom! reader, sub! Chook, swearing, drug use, alcohol use, cowgirl, overstimulation, slight orgasm denial

"And you get me my fucking money, you hear?" Chook said to the eshay, who was trembling under his hold. The eshay nodded, running, not walking away. Chook walks back into the party, avoiding elbows and girls who wanted a hook up.

He stands in the corner by the drink table. He watches as girls came and filled up their drinks, batting their eyelashes at him. He just waved. It seemed like every girl wanted his attention.

Except for you.

And that made him mad. He watched as you danced. You danced like no one was watching. Your hips swayed, your hands held above your head, your hair shaking loosely around your shoulders.

He watched in jealousy as another guy started dancing with you. You shimmied away from him.

Good job, pretty girl. Chook thought to himself, nodding. He stomped out his cigarette and walked towards you.

"Hey, pretty baby." He said. You didn't dance away, your eyes locking with his. His hands began to sweat, his breathing became shallow.

Stop! He thought to himself. He does not let his guard down, especially for a girl.

"You want to get out of here?" Another guy asks you. Chook glares them down.

"Ahem. Taken." He says to the boy. The boy walks away. You whip towards him.

"Hey! I can deal with my own problems myself, dick wad." You say to him. His heart stops. He fucking loved you. You were just his type. Fiery, ferocious, and party loving.

"You got any weed?" You ask him, and his dick throbs in his pants.

And she likes drugs.

Chooks fingers fumbled as he tried to grab a joint out of his pocket.

"H-here you go." He says, handing you the joint. Your fingers brush against his, not thinking anything of it.

But for him, it sent tingles all the way down his body, jolting through his cock.

He groans, leaning into your ear.

"Come on, let's go." He says. You shrug, following. He grabs your arm, dragging you through the party, outside to his car. He hands you a lighter, and you light the joint as you get into his car.

You take a puff, letting the smoke roll off of your tongue and through your nose. You put your feet on the dash.

This made Chook angry.

"Get your feet off." He says quietly.

"Or what?" You ask, jutting your bottom lip out. He finds himself a nervous wreck again. He didn't know what was happening. He never, ever let himself get this way. Period.

"So, where we goin'?" You ask, taking another drag from the joint.

"Uh, anywhere you want." Chook says. You offer him the joint, and he takes it. Lipstick stained the tip of the joint, and he immediately thought of your pink lips around his cock.

"Well, we can go to your place." You offer, taking the joint back after he had taken a drag. He nods, dumbfounded.

>>>><<<<

You follow him into the house. You look around, jaw dropped. Graffiti covered the walls, even the couch and all the furniture. He sits down on the couch and you sit beside him.

"Nice place." You say, still looking around him. The one wall said "Ca$h" in big, blue letters.

"Yeah." He says, admiring the way you look. Your jean shorts barely covered your ass, your top was made of black lace, and it seemed you weren't wearing a bra. He could see your nipples. Your eyes landed on his, noticing he was staring at your chest. You smirk.

"Hey, you're Chook, aren't you?" You ask, having heard of him from some friends. You straddle his lap, hands resting on his chest. Chook gulps.

"Y-yeah." He responds dumbly. You grind into him slowly. Chook throws his head back in pleasure, finally gaining the friction he needed. You notice his need, beginning to grind down on him faster and harder.

"You know, I'm really into bad guys." You say, grinding down on him once particularly hard. Chook yelps.

"A-are you?" He asks, grabbing your waist. You nod. You inch your face closer to his, and close the gap.

The moment your lips touched, it sent a jolt through Chook and down through his cock. He moans loudly, his tongue slipping past your lips and fighting with yours. You pull away, a string of saliva connecting the two of you.

"Lie down, Chook." You whisper. He does, his head resting on the arm rest of the couch. You unzip his jeans, pulling them down along with his boxers. He gets the memo and sits up momentarily to take off his shirt.

"You wanna undress me?" You ask, licking your bottom lip.

"Y-yeah, I do." Chook says. You nod. He gently lifts your lace top over your head, revealing your breasts and hardened nipples. Chook whimpers as his shaking hands move to undo your jean shorts.

You lift your ass off of him so he can slip them off easily, and he does, pulling your black thong down with them.

"Gonna ride you." You say, pumping his dick a few times before lifting your hips up and sinking down on him. You let out a high pitch moan, and Chook gasps.

"God. Feels so good." Chook moans, squeezing your waist, surely leaving bruises for you the next day. You balance yourself by putting your hands on Chook's chest, and begin bouncing up and down, sometimes grinding down into him.

"You're doing so well for me, Chook." You moan, arching your back. Chook moans at your words, not trusting himself to say anything.

He shouldn't be like this around you. He was a tough guy. Not one who lets a girl take him over.

Chook's cock twitches inside of you, signalling he was close.

"I'm gonna cum." He moans.

"Me too, hold it for me." You moan. Your legs begin to get tired, so you rock yourself back and forth. Chook loses it.

"Please! I need to cum, please. I'll be a good boy, I promise." He moans out, tears leaking out of his eyes.

"Cum, I'm right with you." You moan. He shoots his load inside of you the second the words leave your lips. You keep going.

"Stop! It hurts." Chook groans.

"Take it, you're gonna fucking take it." You moan, your orgasm coming close. You squeeze your eyes shut, and when you open them, you had released.

You lean down and wrap your arms around Chook.

"Be my girl?" Chook asks you, panting. You nod, kissing him.

He hates how you have control over him. But at the same time, he loved the way you did.

#heartbreak high #chook #eshays #australia #smut

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tanaudel · 1 year

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This is a useful little sequence of exercises for learning the shapes of an animal (e.g., a chook) and then loosening your sketches — it’s fun on its own, but I also do this when about to illustrate an animal I don’t draw a lot.

Take your [chook] and break it into the basic shapes from which it is constructed. Try very simple (e.g. the two-eggs approach at the top of the page) and more nuanced. Try considering just types of line-segments that outline it (straight lines? s-curves?)

Take a few examples of [chooks] and work out what the basic overall shape of each is — in this case, a sort of fox/shield. Is there a shape all the [chooks] you’ve looked at have in common? What are the fewest number of sides that recognisably contain a [chook]? If your subject has lines (e.g. legs) and you extend them, do they always pass through the same place? (And if you can, find a video and sketch them in motion, to see the line they follow when they move.)

Choose any basic shape (e.g. circle, square, triangle) and use it to design a [chook]. Fit a [chook] into it entirely. Then use it as the general base for a [chook].

Draw a sequence of irregular, scribbly shapes. Turn each into a [chook]. Lean into the recognisable bits, the bits where the shape suggests a [chook]. Then lean the other way, and force the shape to be a [chook] against its instincts.

Make some ink/paint/coffee blots. What are the minimum details you can add to turn each into a [chook]?

(There are a few links to related and writing versions of this exercise at Observation journal exercise: simplifying sketches, mixing them up again)

#drawing tips #drawing loosely #art tips #drawing #chooks #chickens #poultry

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woso-dreamzzz · 2 months

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cool teen!chook being super cool during the summer

She's probably that lifeguard that everyone has a crush on.

She's so cool and effortlessly smart and she's got a license so she pulls into work with the top of her car down and everyone just has to stop and stare

#asks #chook

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polyquestria · 3 months

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Hey everyone, long time no ponies

so yeah, it's been a minute, huh? Just had the thought of looking up how many minutes are in four years, but we don't want to deal with that many numbers, right?

A lot has happened since Feb of 2020. Not just in the world, but for myself personally. When y'all last saw me, I was still half in the closet, severely underweight and feeling all round shitty. However, in my hiatus, I've really been working on myself. I started HRT in May that year and have proudly been on it for close to four years now! Not only that, but in June last year, I had top surgery that went very well and I couldn't be happier with the results and the support I've received from my irl community. I adopted a cat, I got my drivers license, been seeing a dietitian to help improve my eating habits, upped my anxiety meds, started taking meds for my ADHD and all that work has been paying great dividends in my mental health. Which leads me to what I'm about to say.

Polyquestria is back!

At least for now. With Ponydoodles, the other mlp request blog I'm apart of, really picking up again, it's inspired me to dust off this old blog and revamp it. Which means it now has new features. The main one being this: I am now open to more than just romantic/queerplatonic pairings! What does that mean, you ask? Well, you can now request two or more characters with any dynamic. Some examples are: Platonic (Friendships that can be canon or ones that you think would be fun!), Familial (Again, canon or your own headcanon (Adding on that the type of family doesn't matter either; biological, adoptive, foster, found, whatever!)), Mentor/Student, maybe even characters you think would be rivals! Just make sure it all falls in line with the new and updated rules, the link to which can be found in the description that I implore you to read before requesting.

I'll also be posting my own ship art, pairings that I think could work, friendships that would be really fun and familial headcanons that would just be really neat, in my own opinion! I'll try not to lean too heavily into either requests or my own jargon; we're just vibing here

Going back to the rule link, underneath it on my blog, you will find a link to my new mod page, featuring my new mod name: Mod Major Mitchell. It will also be featuring my new sona, a kirin/griffon hybrid named Chook. Go check it out to learn a little more about me and also gain access to my linktr.ee, the hub for everything me online.

Alright, I think that's about it for now. Feel free to ask any more questions in my askbox and, hey, maybe while you're there, leave a request or two.

#good to be back yall im real excited to see what you guys come up with #cleared the inbox so we're really starting fresh #not art #mod major mitchell squawks

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starlightdelrey · 1 month

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axe throwing - a.v + h.m

spoilers for heart break high season one and two !!!!!

anthony vaughn x harper mclean

request: hi !! could you do a sweet first date type fic for ant and harper ?? i dont really see a lot of love for them so far but I AM OBSESSED! I was thinking maybe they'd go axe throwing for a first date since harper mentioned she wanted to go. ant is lowkey scared he's going to get a limb cut off then overcompensates w the bravado just bc he can see how much she's enjoying herself. u dont have to do this at all obviously but it was just some thoughts i had popping up

in which two of the hartley kids finally get a moment of peace together (or ant thinks he's gonna lose his arm)

lowercase intended

hbh masterlist + main masterlist

cw: mentions of past trauma, mostly fluff, end of season 2, i basically made up my own timeline to make it work, ive never been to axe throwing so i made some stuff up, not proofread !!!!

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the hartley high kids were stuck in a sort of limbo - since the school had burn down not even two weeks before the term break, the school board had decided everybody deserved an extended break to help 'unpack their trauma'. almost everyone thought it was a load of bullshit but couldn't fight having almost a month off school.

harper had been struggling, although she'd never admit it to anyone. it was unfair - every time she almost healed from one experience, a brand new one happened. darren had recently been going through a housewife phase, and in one cooking attempt, they'd accidentally set off the fire alarm. it caused the blonde to shut down for almost 24 hours, the experience of being locked in a smoke-filled projection room taking over her thoughts.

ant had accidentally been a lurker for quite a few of these mini events - like witnessing chook stare down harper at the housewarming party. when woodsy had called for harper and amerie during the fire, his whole body had been filled with a sense of dread (although he'd never tell harper how he'd fought to try and get to her).

the two decided to keep everything between them as light as possible, which had led to today's activity being set up.

harper dashed out of her shared home with darren and ca$h (their fake moans and tips for safe sex following her) and started up her borrowed car from robert.

when she drove up to ants place, he was sat outside, waiting already. harper couldn't fight the grin that stretched across her face as he wandered over to the passenger side. anthony had taken the concept of axe throwing and lumberjacks very seriously, and had dressed for the part - a plaid button up tossed, un-buttoned, over a cropped white tank top and a pair of baggy jeans.

he got in and immediately leant forward to kiss the blonde, and she pulled away with a smirk. "what's with the gay lumberjack cosplay?"

"i'm breaking lumberjack stereotypes, harps. be happy for me." but he glanced at her with a lazy grin and she shook her head, trying not to get distracted.

as they drove, ant insisted on being on aux. this meant that when spider called him, the audio was put on speaker.

"heya, spider."

"ant, you'll never-"

"hey spider!" harper piped up chirpily, and spiders whole demeanour over the phone changed.

"fuck off, harper."

"wait until i tell missy what you just said, dickhead. don't think i won't steal your girl." harper grinned as she said it, and ant turned to her quickly.

"hey!"

"you wish, harps."

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"i actually don't think we need to throw axes," ant stood stiffly, his gloves shoved in his pocket and axe in one hand.

harper, who was in the middle of putting her safety glasses on, paused and stared. "what?"

"i just like- don't feel like losing an arm today. ya' know?" he looked at her hopefully, and harper raised a brow.

"don't worry, baby. i'll protect you."

the nickname flicked a switch in his mind, and immediately, ant was back to his usual antics. "no need, m'lady. i will be protecting you."

glasses on, harper turned to stick her tongue out at him - only to be met with the flash of a camera. "ew, ant. i look proper munted with these on. delete that."

he didn't respond, and to be fair, she didn't really care all that much anyways. the two walked forward with their safety gear fully on, prepared to let out some of their anger.

at first, they mess around a bit, until harper finally gets her axe to actually hit the target. from then on, it's a full-on war - they're making up mini competitions, tallying points, and getting into arguments.

halfway through, harper's got 12,368 points while ant has -12.

"we should totally turn our competition into a drinking game, harps. it would be so fun."

"and dangerous." harper braces herself and launches her axe at the target. "ant, we suck balls right now - imagine what it'd be like if everyone was drunk?"

"oh. ohhhhhhhh! yeah, i didn't even think of that."

"of course you didn't, babe."

ant grabs harper and yanks her closer to him, hugging her. some employee chides them for being dangerous.

"you're so pretty, harper." he's looking down at her, grinning, harpers cheeks are pink.

"you're not so bad yourself, anthony." her hand wraps around the back of his neck and pulls him closer.

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"i cannot believe that we seriously got kicked out for making out!" harper exclaims in the car, pulling out of the parking lot.

"it was totally worth it." ant's still dazed, and he fumbles plugging his phone in.

it goes silent except for the frank ocean playing in the background, until ants phone buzzes with a notification. on instinct, harper's eyes flick to the screen - and her heart jolts.

his lock screen is a recent picture - one of harper, eyebrows furrowed and nose scrunched. her tongues poking out and her hairs a little wild, but she looks happy.

"ant! is that the picture you just took of me?"

"of course it is. can't get it out of my head, it's seriously driving me crazy." he looks down at the picture, a slight blush on his face.

"you just wait until i get a new picture of you, vaughn."

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easypeasypaleo-blog · 8 months

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LOW CARB CHICKEN PARMA (crumb-less) This is a winner for the whole family and really doesn't take much time to whip up. It's a one pan wonder that tastes the bomb.

HERE'S WHAT YOU NEED:

Chicken Fillets Free Range x 4 (cut into halves lengthways)

Fresh Basil Leaves

Organic Tomato Passata

Pizza Cheese

Sliced Free Range Ham (optional)

S&P

Olive Oil

Dried Oregano

Ceramic Oven Dish

Baking Paper

HERE'S WHAT YOU DO:

Preheat oven to 180 degrees celsius fan forced.

Line baking dish with paper.

Cut your fillet lengthways and then top and tail them in the dish so they are nice and snug.

Drizzle with olive oil and then season with salt & pepper.

Layer on the ham (if you opt for ham).

Throw on your basil leaves.

Pour the passata over and spread evenly to cover the chook.

Cover with a generous layer of grated cheese. Don't be shy here.

Sprinkle dried oregano on top.

Cover dish with foil taking care not to press it down onto the cheese and bake in the oven for about 30 mins until chicken cooked.

Take the foil off and then return to the oven for a further 10 mins to brown up the cheese.

Serve with your fave leafy green salad.

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I kinda want to know how dot does in flight school or when she’s at top gun!

It thinks it’s almost expected of her to do well? Almost be a natural at learning how to become a skilled aviator. Her grandfather was a RIO, he uncle Mav is highly decorated, uncle Jake is a liaison pilot for the US and Australian Navy and lives predominantly abroad in Queensland Australia. Her Dad is a Commander! Her boyfriend but also not boyfriend but kinda fucking in love, best friends dad is a Captain and her Aunty Nix is an ex lieutenant commander…..

Being able to fly multi million dollar military aircraft is supposed to be in Odettes blood. But it’s not and she has to work so hard to pass basic and not die when she’s learning how to fly and don’t even ask her how she barely passed her underwater training……

But she eventually gets it and as we know, ends up in the top 1% and has that stupid chicken family callsign that all Bradshaws end up with. “Chookie” or “Chook” for short. And that can also be put down to the fact she was at one out too scared to even get off the tarmac and into the air.

But she’s a damn good WSO. She decides it’s best for her not fly and focuses of the weapons systems. Being a back seater kinda just feels right, like her grandpa, like Bob.