#ava bathroom sign guy

[hazardsk8r]

i'm just kind of putting this here because i can

ily bathroom sign guy. you'll always be my favorite character in the series. (they became my favorite character first, fun fact!!)

[eemiejab]

Request? Can I have a stick of your choice but in ✨️stylisk✨️ clothes please? 🥺

That time Rocket League did a magazine cover shoot

SO stylish <3 ty for the request!!

[kalest96]

[diiambee]

Art request: Rocket corp having a pizza party

dont be fooled. theyre having a VERY important meeting.

ty for the req!!!

[nexusloaf]

〖Hazard & Ballista〗

my designs for these goofy fellas methinks

[running2reanimation]

Alive

Logo

They moved their arm and waved to the person they could see Outside who jumped and picked up the sign they were on.

“Oh geez, I’ve never seen one of you start moving after printing before,” The man looked around quickly, “Listen little guy, you need to get out of here. I dunno what they’ll do if they catch you, but I am betting it won’t be good.”

The “little guy” looked around, seeing only a long flat plane on either side, between them and Outside. Feeling fear they charged into the void and the view Outside changed.

They were looking at the man from a different angle, while the man looked relieved setting the empty sign down, “Good luck, little guy.”

—

From that moment on, they were running. Between signs, stopping only to hide in plain sight, to overlap unmoving sticks.

Why was he alive and they weren’t? What made him so different? Why was he so alone?

There was never an answer.

—

Sometimes he’d stay in one place for days and just watch the people go. So few paid any attention to him, despite the fact that he was usually on a sign placed for their protection.

He watched them blatantly ignore warnings. Often he thought they were stupid, but occasionally he admired their courage.

—

Children often paid more attention to the signs than adults, and a few had definitely realized that they weren’t the stick that was usually on them.

Fortunately, the children never seemed to raise much of a fuss. They’d even waved to them once or twice and often got a wave in return. No adult ever believed them, that the stick figure on the sign moved.

—

One day, he became a babysitter.

The little girl had gotten separated from her parents.

She sat on the stairs the sign they were on was leaned against. They watched her cry, and talk so cruelly to herself.

They waved to her and she jolted, much like anyone else who saw them move. They jumped up onto the lettering of the sign and pried the dots off of the exclamation points and began to juggle them.

It was a bad attempt but she laughed and watched anyway. They were just trying keep her from running off and getting more lost.

Their attempt worked, and soon her parent found her.

They were gone between her looking at her parent and back at the sign.

—

They first time they jumped to a digital interface was… very different from anything they’d ever experienced before.

The plane wasn’t flat, or barely 3D. It stretched out forever. And from here, they could leave the ad they’d jumped to and explore the device as a whole.

Finding the internet was a blessing.

They roamed between devices freely, jumping from ad to ad for a long time before they found the InterWeb? NetScape? Outernet? Intranet? Every stick called it something different.

But there were sticks here.

None like him exactly, but others!

He was delighted but they were cautious. He moved strangely. He was sharp to touch. He was very strong. He was hard to look at for too long.

They would find a way to fit in here. So they could finally stop running.

[flowerbarrel-art]

Chosen: I CAN'T DO IT! Shady, laughing: I CAN'T EITHER!

Chosen: I CANT FLIPPING DO IT ANYMORE Ballista: WELL I'LL TELL YOU WHAT, YOU CAN EITHER GIVE UP NOW, OR YOU CAN FIGURE IT OUT. BECAUSE WE CERTAINLY CAN'T DO IT WITHOUT YOU, AND WE KNOW YOU CAN'T DO IT WITHOUT US.

Chosen: Chosen: I appreciate it,

Chosen: BUT LOOK WHAT WE'RE DEALING WITH- Primal: Chosen-

Chosen: YOU GOTTA DRAW THE LINE SOMEWHERE!

Bathroom Sign: Chosen we gotta-

Chosen: YOU GOTTA DRAW A FLIPPING LINE IN THE SAND. YOU GOTTA MAKE A STATEMENT.

Chosen: YOU GOTTA LOOK INSIDE YOURSELF AND SAY 'What am I willing to put up with today?'

Chosen, motioning to Victim: NOT FLIPPING THIS

-Incorrect Yelena-

Incorrect quotes are my weakness. (Long Post)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I CAN’T DO IT!

I can’t either!

I CAN’T FLIPPIN’ DO IT ANYMORE!!

Well, you can give up now, or you can figure it out! Because we certainly can’t do it without you, and you can’t do it without us!

I appreciate it!

Chosen: But look what we’re dealing with!

Chosen!

You gotta draw the line somewhere!

Chosen, we gotta…

You gotta draw a flippin line in the sand! You gotta make a statement!

You gotta look inside yourself and say ‘what am I willing to put up with today?’

Chosen: NOT FLIPPIN’ THIS!

[pitchsidestories]

cheerleader II Grace Clinton x Reader

masterlist I word count: 1882

a/n: inspired by the request if we write for Grace Clinton, enjoy. 🤍

“Hurry up, Celin, I don’t want to be too late for the match.”, Grace Clinton told the fellow football player impatiently, the arms crossed over her chest. The rest of the friend’s group had already been ready to leave fifteen minutes ago.

The Norwegian meanwhile took a final glance at her bathroom mirror, checking if the curls she just made fell right, before announcing:” I’m coming.”

“Finally.”, Grace sighed relived.

Eyerolling Celin padded the shoulder of her friend: “Don’t be annoying. We’ll be on time.”

“Someone can’t wait to be the personal cheerleader of her girlfriend today.”, Khiara Keating teased the fellow Lionesses teammate with a huge grin on her face.  

When the goalkeeper mentioned you Grace cheeks turned immediately red which Charli Grant couldn’t help but to point out in a swooning voice:” I think it’s adorable. Look at how much she’s blushing!”

“Oh, shut up!”, your girlfriend begged annoyed who felt her face becoming even hotter than before.

Amused Celin commented: “Disgustingly cute.”

“Celin!”, she yelled at her.

The Norwegian looked innocently at her teammate:” What?”

“Stop it. No one said it was disgustingly cute when you got engaged.”, Grace reminded the woman who was only two years older than her.

Smiling at the memory Celin admitted: “ No, that’s true. Bethany was really annoying about it though like a mum. She asked me if I was sure about it? And that we’re still in the puppy love phase, blab la bla.”

“She just doesn’t want you to make a mistake.”, your girlfriend replied softly.

Dramatically the midfielder groaned:” Yes, and that’s sweet of her but she really needs to stop using dog metaphors all the time.”

The smile on Grace’s lips grew even bigger as she thought of Beth Englands golden retrievers who were adorable in her eyes and made her wish that you both would eventually get a puppy together, maybe the summer would be the perfect time for it:”  Everyone loves dogs though.”

“And her golden retrievers are so cute.”, Charli added in a tone she usually reserved for Harper.

The youngest of the four, Khiara was looking alarmed at the time on her phone:” Girls now we really got to hurry up!”

“Tell that to Celin.”, Grace scoffed.

She pouted: “It wasn’t my fault!”

“Yes, it was.”, your girlfriend laughed.

As they stepped out Charli was putting an arm on each of the best friends, while reminding them why they were heading out today: “Come on, girls. It’s time to watch some grassroots football, now.”

Your teammate Ava bumped her shoulder against yours as you walked out on the pitch together. With a smirk she commented: “Y/n, havd you spotted your cheerleader already?”

“Not yet. I fear they run a little late. She's bringing some friends with her today.”, you replied, your gaze wandering towards the entrance of the football pitch. But there was still no sign of Grace.

Avas eyes widened: “There's even more of them coming?!”

You nodded patiently: “Yeah, Celin, Charli and Khiara are coming as well.”

“Holy F-…”, Ava replied, stopping herself before your coach could hear her.

Your goalkeeper, Max, joined your conversation, lifting their eyebrow at you; “But you warned them that we do this just for fun and that we are not really good in our league, right?!”

Grimacing, you looked at your two teammates; “Uhm…”

“What the hell, y/n? We're totally going to embarrass ourselves in front of them!”, Ava yelled out, her voice rising with anxiety. She exchanged a panicked look with Max.

“Girls, calm down…”, you started, fighting back a smile.

The defender shook her head, her blonde ponytail swinging: “How?!”

You rolled your eyes with fondness: “You guys know Grace already and you never had a problem playing in front of her.”

“That’s different!”, Max interrupted you but the corners of their mouth curved into slight grin.

“Yeah, she’s only there to look at you with heart eyes during the match.”, Ava agreed, giggling.

You could feel your cheeks heat up: “Oh come on…”

Max shrugged nonchalantly: “She’s got a point.”

“Her friends are very nice, you’ll see.”, you promised them while you caught yourself looking for your girlfriend again.

Ava raised her eyebrows: “Let's hope so.”

“I guess we should start warming up.”, Max changed the topic and started to jog across the grass.

Ava clapped her hands: “Yes, let’s go.”

Max looked back over their shoulder towards you: “Come on!”

Laughing, you followed them: “I’m coming, children!”

“Children? You’re the child here!”, the goalkeeper laughed.

“Since she got into uni she thinks she’s an adult.”, Ava continued to tease.

“Hey!”, you protested. You were not even the youngest player on your team.

Max deliberately ignored you: “She wishes.”

Before you could reply, you were almost knocked off balance by someone jumping on your back and wrapping their hands around your shoulders.

“She’s still our baby!”, Rileys voice shouted right next to your ear.

You shook the redheaded midfielder off: “Ugh, stop it. I’m not.”

“Yeah, you are.”, Max countered smugly.

“At least I’m faster than you!”, you grinned and increased your pace, switching from a fast jog into a sprint.

The goalkeepers jaw dropped: “Without stretching! If we’d do that, we could go home right now.”

“Honestly, some things you can only do when you’re young.”, Ava shook her head.

Riley laughed: “My knees hurt from only watching her.”

“You sound like Lucy Bronze, Riley.”, you chuckled, remembering the phone call you had with Grace when she was away with the lionesses in Spain. Your girlfriend was happy about the fact that the English defender put her under her wings.

Even though the knee of the Barcelona player was hurting after she ran against Grace in training the older woman was still joking around with her like the pain was nothing.

Dropping the name of the famous lionesses Riley’s mouth dropped wide open: “Excuse me?!”  

“Yeah, it’s true but Luce wouldn’t just sat by and chat when she has to warm up.”, Khiara joined the conversation with a teasing smile on her lips.

Your teammate pouted, begging not all too serious: “Never ever bring your girlfriend and her friends again.”

“Riley, you got compared to Lucy Bronze that’s a compliment., you tried to cheer the older woman up before you turned around to kiss your girlfriend who was standing next to the Mancity goalkeeper, hi babe, glad you could make it.”

You were willing to ignore Celins fake gagging noises unlike Grace. She scolded the Norwegian for her reaction:” Celin!”

“Ignore her, Grace. Have fun watching the game, girls.”, you told her softly.

“We’ll.”

“Good luck.”, Khiara shouted after you, widely grinning.

Grateful for her support you mouthed: “Thank you, Khi.”

“You’re welcome.”, she replied.

During the match, Celin bit her lip, looking worried at what was happening in front of them:” Oh god, their team is bad.”

“Don’t be mean.”, Grace immediately defended you and your team.

With a mischievous grin Khiara reminded the Tottenham players:” You guys were bad too when we won against you 7:0.”

“You said you wouldn’t remind us anymore.”, your girlfriend whined.

The mancity goalkeeper countered: “At least it stopped Celin from being mean.”

“Grace, your girl scored!”, Celin excitedly interrupted them.

Proudly Grace said:” Not too bad, right?”

“It was a really nice goal.”, Charli admitted.

When Max celebrated your goal with you, she pulled you close to hum into your ear:” Little one tell your girlfriend she needs to come more often if her presence makes you score such bangers.”

“Oh, but you know she’s a busy girl.”, you answered grinning.

Confidently she shook her head:” Doesn’t matter. We need some wins.”

After the match, Ava announced to your girlfriend:” Grace, we need you to attend more games it works wonders on y/n’s performance.”

“I’ll try to come more often. But my weekends are pretty booked.”, Grace promised.

 In a reassuring tone you responded:” You don’t have too.”

“No, I want to come more often. I really enjoyed watching.”, your girlfriend looked at you lovingly.

“To be fair I enjoy watching you play too.”, you confessed sweetly.

She smirked while suggesting:” I think we could make a deal out of it.”

“Yes, we’ll try to see each other’s games as often as we can.”, you nodded eagerly.

The promise was sealed with a kiss from her on your lips:” That sounds fair.”

Two weeks later, the roles were reversed and you watched Grace and her team play against Manchester City in the FA Women’s Cup.

It was a suspenseful game that eventually went into a penalty shootout. You held your breath as Amy Turner converted the final penalty for Tottenham. You could not hide your joy for your girlfriends team while you watched them run towards each other and celebrate their win.

“Becky, you were amazing!“, Grace yelled at their goalkeeper who was able to save two of Manchester penalties.

Beth England pulled her two teammates into a hug: “I’m so proud of you, girls!“

“You really saved us with your goal in the last minute of stoppage time!“, Grace yelled happily at the striker. Her cheeks were still red from the game as her gaze drifted over the crowd of people applauding the win.

Beth shrugged with one shoulder: “They had to make a mistake at some point. She’s over there by the way if you’re looking for her.“

A new bright red flashed across Graces face: “Yes, I was searching for her.“

“Come on. Go to her, get your winners kiss and then we can celebrate together.“, Becky laughed and pushed the younger player in your direction.

Beth called after her: “Hurry up!“

“Trust me, I’m running as fast as I can.“, Grace laughed back at her as she made her way across the pitch.

She stopped right in front of you, a huge grin on her face.

“Hi, love. I’m so proud of you and your team.“, you greeted her and pulled her into a tight hug.

“Thanks. I’m glad you could be here.“, she replied.

As you pulled out of the hug, you held up your phone and presented your girlfriend your text messages: “Ava, Max and the whole team congratulate you and forgive me for missing training today.“

“That’s so sweet of them.“, Grace smiled, visibly moved by the thoughtfulness of your football team.

You nodded: “Yes, they are the best.“

“They are.“

“Go and celebrate with your team, babe, you deserve it.“, you laughed and gave her gentle push.

Grace held out her hand for you: “Join us.“

“Are you sure?“

“Absolutely.“

“Okay, I’m coming with you.“, you finally agreed and followed your girlfriend onto the grass.

Grace carefully took your hand in hers: “Good. The girls will be happy to see you.“

As soon as you reached the celebrating football players, you smiled: “Hi, girls.“

Charli beamed at you: “You’re here!“

“Gracies' lucky charm!“, Celin yelled with a slight tease in her voice.

“So that’s why we won.“, Charli concluded with a grin.

Grace pressed a kiss to your cheek: “Oh yes.“

Celin shot her a sceptical look: “Sure. It was probably her.“

Grace turned towards you, searching for your eyes: “Ignore the sceptic Celin. Love you, y/n.“

“I love you too.“, you replied and kissed her passionately.

[jomsimagination]

don't make it weird || avanine

summary: flirty! ava and a oblivious! janine. but ava can't handle it if janine starts to flirt back.

it had been months since the whole fiasco with ava and gregory ended, well more like ava harasing gregory every day, but it all ended weirdly, and slowly went to janine. as the teacher's say it, minus gregory, janine, and ava.

"i'm telling you guys, something weird is going on with ava and janine." jacob says, from the other table, as the other teachers looked at him. they always suspected but they didn't bother to care or speak up about it.

"i mean you guys heard what ava said to janine, this morning, right?" jacob added, taking a bite from his sandwich.

"so that means you're on top." janine ever so innocently says to ava. "damn you freaky girl. but i'd tap that." ava said to janine before she walked away, laughing at her own "joke" "wha-?"

"and janine meant that she was on top of the event. so everything practically goes through her. and plus she was on top of the sign just like ava asked her." jacob blurted out, which left the teachers wandering, but then ava comes bursting in with janine.

"girl, don't walk away for me." ava remarked, as she and janine were just fighting about a certain prop that wasn't safe, and the worst thing is that they're fighting like a couple, ava giving janine the cold shoulder, while janine tries to make them up.

"ava you don't understand, i'm trying my best here." janine says, trying to keep a smile for the cameras. "i know, duh. but you aren't trying enough, we need to make this a- ava level of fun." ava winks at the camera, which didn't go unnoticed by janine as she sighed and looked at ava, grabbing her mug of coffee.

"and what is this ava level of fun?" she sighed yet again, drinking coffee out of the mug, less sweeter than ava's cup of mug, as ava like to pour all of the sugar, while janine likes it in the middle of sweetness.

"and does this ava level of fun, meaning to have to go over budget? again." janine looked directly on camera, then as if on cue, ava opened the door for herself, but janine walked past her. "well no-maybe." ava defended herself, but both janine and ava knew that it did mean going over budget, again.

so when break rolled by, no camera's no distraction, just as the teachers was getting used to someone not interviewing them ever five seconds they came back. nothing really changed, but ava going to "harvard" was one of the things that changed, also her rules became more stricter, not that there was any rules to start with, except for no sex in school, unless ava breaks it first.

but she also weirdly became more serious, maybe on hopes to distract her from something, perhaps janine?

the teachers started wondering what could have possibly pulled ava away from her obsession over gregory. obsession is a weird word, but a perfect one at that to express on what really went on with ava and gregory. no one really knew, except ava. and mr johnson, since he knows everything. and the cctv cameras.

other than ava obviously hiding something shown in the cctv, mr johnson took a peek, and he saw ava and janine talking about what happened in the club's bathroom. hookah bar night.

maybe ava didn't really spit out that cheap vodka for gregory, maybe it was janine all along, maybe. but we don't know, what could have possibly went through ava's mind at the time.

so now were all back at abbott, including the camera's. everything's back to normal, except for the very strict rules that ava put on the teachers, making them hardly have some fun during work. so they had to distract her, bring her back to her old self, and as much as the teachers hated it, they missed old ava.

so they had gregory flex his arms out to ava, surely it would make her crack. but all that was left was a very embarrassed gregory. but they had one more trick up their sleeves. janine.

now, janine isn't a very experienced flirt-er, cons of being in a relationship for roughly ten years. now ava couldn't relate, she changes partners as fast as melissa's kids could read. so she was an expert at it. though only going soft flirting on janine, afraid she would break. oh, herself not janine. well it goes both ways, just like ava. but you didn't hear that from me.

so janine unbuttoned a few buttons like melissa told her, put her hair into a messy bun, just like how barbara instructed her, and walked in there with confidence, just like how jacob taught her. well more struted in there, swaying her hips like melissa taught her.

"hey can i help-" and when ava looked up, needless to say she was stunned, never seeing janine look that way. "sure, you could help me with something." janine says, having a hard time sitting on top of her desk, but managing. "don't worry. it's nothing much. just grading a few papers?" janine asked, as she leaned over, exposing her cleavage to ava, while pointing at the papers.

"well i can help you with that." ava said, walking over to janine, taking some of the papers, only like four. "and now, miss teagues. this is not the right place or time to be acting like that." ava bit her lip, as ava buttoned a few buttons but not enough to fully cover janine up. "but i know a place and time."

janine furiously blushed at that, and quite quickly, "seven pm, at my place. don't make it weird. because that's the perfect time and place." just the way that janine looked at her with direct contact, was enough to have ava internally screaming and having butterflies inside her stomach. man she was down bad for janine, and she, herself didn't even know.

then janine got the confidence to pull her into a quick but chaste kiss, her hands cupped ava's cheek, as ava had no time to react to it, before she pulled away. "you'll get more of that later." janine went up on her tip toes, just to whisper that into her ear, her hot breath enough to make ava's knees go soft. but she had to keep her self intact.

"thanks but that won't work. but i'll look forward for more of that." ava winked as janine walked away, but she took a lil tap of janine's ass, it was surely turning into another gregory situation. janine walked out of the office, seeming like the effect of her confidence wearing off, and wrapping her shwol around her, avoiding the cameras.

"my, my, janine and ava in one room. so much, sinning." barbara grimaced, not the fact that they were two girls the fact that it's ava and janine. then melissa smirked, "please even one night or two nights with them, couldn't compete with pesca year '93." melissa chuckled, revealing a drunken night with both of them. while jacob just looked at the camera, awkwardly.

"well it's not a competition." barbara knew how much sinning there was that night, but i guess it isn't sinning if she enjoyed it, most certainly melissa. jacob just continued to stare into the camera awkwardly.

"needless to say, janine and ava surely had a sin-lustful night. and that's episode four of the abbott life." jacob announced in the mic. "so how was that?" he asked both janine and ava, of course consent of posting first.

"that was g-grea-" ava cut janine off, "that was crap." she chuckled, "and also tmi much? but you can post it." ava smiled proudly, "i better get money off of that." she added before leaving the room. "it-it was great jacob, but, maybe less information?" janine said, smiling, her positive can do attitude showing, "sugarplum!" her girlfriend of two weeks called out for her outside the door. "c-coming, aves." janine said, rushing to the door.

when janine said that, ava looked at the camera and winked, making it double meaning. as soon as she left the room, she was met by a kiss on the cheek. "what-what was that for?" janine asked, holding her cheek, as she blushed. "just because kisses." ava shrugged, "why? don't you like it? i swear to god ja-" janine cut her girlfriend off with a quick kiss on the lips.

"i do. i like them." janine smiled, hooking her hair behind her ear, like school girl talking to her crush. "well that's good you know i'm not used to being sweet in public." ava fixed her dress, but as janine held her hand, they were met with soft 'awhhs' coming from the dor behind them. from gregory and jacob.

"fuck off jacob." ava said, flipping the man off. "you too gregory.

the end!! obviously they lived happily ever, obviously. or if you guys want not?

the a/n: again, it was complete utter shit. but they're my babies so? looks like i'm gonna be active in tumblr again, yay! i do not do consistent posting, why? school. also not prof read!!

[aury303]

I Dunno if anyone alrd did this😭

THE NEW AVA EPISODE WAS... well... CMON VIC I DID NOT EXPECT THAT FROM YOU...

[ AvA VI ep 2 SPOILERS ]

I expected him to some kind of extremely professional boss, but now it looks like he was planning to beat up TCO from 16 years?

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Victim must have praticed it before since Agent Smith knew exactly what to do corrisponding his signs (esample: vic knocked twice on the wall and agent knew he had to turn the room dark)

I know everyone communicates through body language, but how can you understand the command "duplicate" if someone simply points himself? I would have understood he meant "make me stronger" or smth

Also Bathroom sign guy and TCO look so silly there

I'd have much more to say but I'm scared someone might have already said it, so...

..can we talk about how amazing these 3 scenes are??

[wat-zu]

GUHHH

After watching the thing a few more times I can't help but appreciate the Bounty Hunting team fr.

They ALL just have such defined movesets and personalities ALREADY, even if we've just seen them in action they just have a special place in my heart now fr fr.

Sunglasses being the team leader, calling the shots, just having this aura of confident ability considering that he squared up against BOTH Chosen and Second no problem AND schooled them. He's definitely going the one that gets the most screen time.

Warning Signs was also good and just the best source of unintentional comedy due to their limited animation but also just having the biggest vibes of being capable as fuck but also somewhat dumb lmao. THE LOCAL HIMBO OF THE GROUP, IF YOU WILL.

Pixel was, bar none, the second most badass of the group. The TINEY POWERHOUSE WHOMST I LOVE FR FR. Fucking murked several sharks, can make GIANT ASS SWORDS. I just love characters who are small but also just exceedingly strong.

Caveman Drawing is the least thoughts BUT they are still cool as fuck fr fr. Love the whole transformation thing they have going on, very lovely.

In general, I love these guys, I wanna see ALL OF THEM MORE. And just, I wanna see them interact with eachother, what are their dynamics with one another and just JHYJBHJGHJJGHH A BIT FERAL FOR THEM FR....

Ava spoilers!!

Also the fact that sunglasses guy didn't overshadow his pals is so good. It's like he's letting them have their moment before absolutely rocking the shit out of the hollowhead duo. Like he's perfectly capable of 1v2-ing second and chosen now that chosen is rendered weak and second is mainly in the defensive.

It could be just tactical or just a way for them to show off their perks to the audience but eh it's a nice thought to have.

Bathroom sign guy is so funny USBUSBS really makes you underestimate the guy because of his animation but he did kicked the absolute shit out of second 😭😭

PIXEL GUY IS SO COOLSBBS SJ LIKE HAVE YOU SEEN FLIPNOTE STUFF??? THEYRE SO COOL BRO ITS JUST PIXELS BUT IT'S ALMOST AS GOOD AS ACTUAL ANIMATION AND ITS JUST PIXELS BRO!!! THEYRE MY FAVOURITE HDBDUSBSJ

I love the interpretation of caveman being all inky and sketchy. Helps with the vibe USNJS also the fact that they use like, spears and arrpws and the others are just shill woth that USBUSHS

I like to think Caveman just brings an entire freshly killed boar to the bounty hunter gang and go "I have boar. We eat!! Hope you love :))" and the others are just "thanks man just roast it over here that'd be great"

But fr i'd love to see them interact and what theyre dynamic is. I love to imagine theyre homies.

[valenxizaw245]

So, the new AvA ep

This is gonna have spoilers

In a Discord server I'm in, @ilikemarshmallows, @tumbleblunder and me have chatted for a bit about the new squad of baddies in this ep, and so we came up with some funny names for them

Note: these are names that I personally will use for them, no one is obligated to use these names, specially because the last one is very silly

Knock

Alan said in the AvG reacts that this is the guy from the pixel animation of the guy vs the door. Marsh found said video

And Tumble thought Knock would be a funny name because that's what this guy does. Knock knock

Cave

Pretty straightfoward. Looks like a cave painting. And then there's the whole Spearing the Rhino and the weapons they use. Also naming them Hunter would be too predictable for my taste but that's just me

Sign

This guy has "sign" written all over them. Not only do they reference a bathroom sign, they reference a lot of different signs, so it stuck

Now prepare for a very silly one

Matrix T. S.

Okay so you can absolutely tell DJ calling this guy "Agent Smith" rubbed off on us

As I was watching the AvG Reacts, I actually decided to google Agent Smith out of curiosity

I was actually impressed by how similar those glasses are to the glasses that the agents from the Matrix use (I never watched the movie)

Literally the same glasses

So Tumble decided to call them "Matrix"

BUT THEN

Marsh suggested "Toggle" and it was actually a pretty big brain suggestion

eye-ing that last definition

And "Agent Smith" is still a funny name (thanks DJ)

Matrix Toggle Smith

This one does their taxes so they have an actual last name lol

I'm actually curious what the AvA community will default to regarding their names. Until then, is gonna be hard to find a good tag for them

Meanwhile I am using these. You can use them too if you want :P

I don't know how to end posts

[kalest96]

Ooga Booga

First time drawing Hunter/Primal/Cave Painting (I call him Hunter)

I like the fact he looks different in this artwork than he does in the actual ep, not by too much but I prefer it this way!

[bullet-prooflove]

You: Jimmy Lanik x Reader

Tagging: @annieradcliff @cosmic-psychickitty @daniacat

Jimmy knows that you’re an attractive woman. He’s seen the way other men look at you and he doesn’t blame them, you are beautiful. You have a way of making the people around you feel special. He knows because you’ve done it to him.

When he sees a resident make a play for you by the bar, he’s rolling his eyes. He’s not a jealous man by nature, he knows you don’t need a white knight to come and rescue you every time a guy makes a pass.  He’s secure in the relationship, there’s not a doubt in his mind that you love him as much as he loves you. However, there’s still an urge deep down inside of him, to claim you and he’s not used to feeling. He’s had a lot of that since he met you, a lot of emotional firsts.

He'd locked himself away for such a long time after the debacle with Anna, shut down parts of himself that had been ruined in the carnage of that relationship. When he met you, it was like spring was coming into bloom, he had felt himself coming back to life.

That night of the toy drive had changed everything. He didn’t believe in soul mates before he met you and he thought romance was messy. He saw the drama of it in the E.D every day, Halstead and Natalie, April and Choi, Rhodes and Ava…

He wanted no part of it.

He didn’t mind eating alone, he could sleep on whatever side of the bed he wanted and his time, it was his own. There was no one to compromise with, no sacrifices to be made, there was just him.

Then he met you and it was like a burst of colour had exploded into his life. He hadn’t realised how small his world had become. He had become so focused on his work that he’d actually stopped living. He didn’t do a lot of things before he met you.

Now he was getting tipsy on an expensive Pinot Grigio and making out on the couch until three am in the morning and teaching you ASL because you’d see him signing with his sister over Facetime and wanted to learn. You shared his passion for fine dining, trying new foods and flavours. He hadn’t shared that part of himself before, he hadn’t explored it. The two of you dined out frequently, cheese festivals, whiskey tastings, pudding clubs. It was a flurry of laughter and excellent food. He revealed to you he’d almost taken up culinary school before becoming a doctor instead. He loved to cook, but he couldn’t bake to save his life. You had laughed because you loved to bake but lived off pasta.

It was easy being with you, easier than he had thought it would be. His last relationship had been tempestuous but you, you were something else. You were happiness, you were bliss, you were everything.

Maybe that’s why he pulled you into the bathroom this time, he wanted to remind you how much he loved you, how much he cared. It was exhilarating, the feel of you pressed against him, your legs wrapped around his waist, skirt hiked up over your hips. Your fingers were in his hair as he loved you. He couldn’t get enough, he wanted to chase this feeling forever, to lose himself in the ecstasy. He’s learned your symphony, he knows when the crescendo is approaching, and he guides you over the peak, his lips on yours, drinking in your moans as you cling to him. It’s the intimacy of it all that tips him over the edge, a moment of connection in the midst of the euphoria. He’s fucked before but with you it’s different. With you he makes love. He understands that phrase now, in a way he never did previously.

He looks at you, your flushed cheeks and bright eyes and he smiles as he cradles your face in his hands because it’s you, it’s only ever been you and it will only ever be you.

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[looneyleyle]

mad-eye moody ~ c. diggory

synopsis: who knew that going to the quidditch world cup with her two best friends would change ava's life forever.

warnings: character deaths

words: 6131

note: from my wattpad account, written nov 20 2020

ava's pov

i woke up to a wet, cold sensation washing over my body. wiping off what i hoped was water, i opened my eyes and glared at the culprits.

"nothing better than a good old-fashioned muggle prank." fred snickered. george fist-bumped him before handing me a towel. he then put down the bucket of water he had poured on me.

"if i weren't so tired right now, you two would be soooo dead." i mumbled, finally getting out of the bed and grabbing my clothes for the day.

"cheer up, save your sulking for when bulgaria loses." george taunted. i looked back at him and rolled my eyes.

"you wish. with krum on the team, the irish don't stand a chance." i got dressed in the bathroom while the twins continued to argue that the irish were superior. i walked out with my deep red jumper on and a pair of ripped black jeans.

"the irish haven't been good since o'hare left. their defensive skills are shit. plus, lynch isn't nearly as good as krum. bulgaria went up against the irish last year, and lynch fell for all of krum's tricks. he's too thick to see through krum's fakes, even if krum is equally as stupid." i said as we walked down the stairs. we each grabbed our bags and got a muffin off of the table before going outside. we were all waiting for ron and harry, who apparently kept falling back asleep.

"we have a ton of new products for this year. we'll mostly try them out on filch, but maybe we'll have another rubbish defense against the dark arts teacher that we can experiment on." fred explained as we all walked to the portkey.

"like that fool lockhart." george added.

"sadly, i won't have as many classes with you lot this year. i'm going to be taking mostly newt classes." i told the two.

"gross, you're willingly signing up for extra work."

"plus, you'll be with a bunch of the stuck up smart people." i just laughed.

"well, some of us take our education seriously." i said pointedly, the two looking away sheepishly. i held back a bit and joined hermione and ginny's conversation about the quidditch world cup. it was the first time going for all of us. our group kept walking for another half a mile before an older man appeared, leaning against a tree.

"ah, amos!" mr. weasley exclaimed. the two hugged before introducing everyone. i tuned them out, not particularly caring about this friend of mr. weasley.

"… and this strapping young lad must be cedric, am i right?" mr. weasley asked.

"yes sir." a male's voice said. i looked up to see an extremely handsome boy, probably around my age. hermione, ginny, and i all shared a look with each other. we continued with our conversation, but my eyes would drift to cedric every once in a while. noticing this, ginny purposely pushed me to the spot next to cedric when we got to the portkey. i was going to glare at her, but cedric looked my way and gave me a smile.

"hello, i'm cedric diggory." he said, extending his hand for me to shake.

"ava carpenter. nice to meet you." i introduced, shaking his hand.

"the pleasure is mine." he smiled, and i knew this boy must have hundreds of girls at his feet. we all grabbed the portkey, not minding the slight odor coming from the manky old boot.

"let go kids!" mr. weasley yelled. i let go, but felt a hand grab mine before i could start falling. cedric smiled as i gripped tightly onto his hand. following his lead, i started walking on the air.

"couldn't let you fall like that." cedric said as we landed. a smile crept its way onto my face, and i already could tell this guy would be the death of me.

~ ~ ~

after our encounter with the malfoys and our ascent up the hundreds of stairs, we finally made it to our spots in the stadium. spotting amos and cedric, we made our way over to them. coincidentally, my seat was next to cedric's. we both were wearing red and black clothes, and cedric had a red stripe on one cheek and a black one on the other.

"a man of taste, i see." i told him, sending a pointed look at the green-and-white colored twins. they just glared back as cedric laughed.

"you can barely tell you're rooting for bulgaria! where's your team spirit?" cedric teased. i rolled my eyes and pointed to harry and ron.

"those two left the face paint at home." cedric reached into his pocket, producing two small canisters of face paint: one red, one black. he opened up the red canister and dipped a finger into it.

"may i?" he asked. trying to will down my blush from this handsome near-stranger getting closer to me and offering to touch my face, i nodded. he put a stripe of red on one cheek and one stripe of black on the other, matching his face paint. he then smiled before turning to watch the irish come in. fred and george were cheering loudly as i rolled my eyes, slow clapping. the bulgarians came in next, totally outshining the irish.

"krum! krum! krum!" i yelled, joining in on the crowd's cheers. even the twins joined in on the chanting, despite being fans of the irish. the game ended just as fast as it started, and soon we were all descending the stairs and making our way back to the tents. we said goodbye to cedric and amos before entering our tent.

"there's no one like krum. he's like a bird the way he rides the wind. he's more than an athlete. he's an artist." ron exclaimed passionately.

"i think you're in love ron." ginny teased.

"viktor i love you, viktor i do~" the twins started. harry and i joined in.

"when we're apart, my heart beats only for youu~" we all burst out into a fit of giggles. loud bursts of noise came from outside the tent. fred said something about the irish, and before i knew it, a distraught mr. weasley was ushering us out of the tent.

"get back to the portkey everybody, and stick together!" almost immediately after mr. weasley said that, we were all separated. in the mess of people, i couldn't find any of the weasleys or their friends. i made my way back to the portkey, hoping everyone else would be there. instead, i found amos and cedric there, anxiously waiting.

"ava! are you okay? where are the rest?" cedric questioned, coming up to me. he scanned me up and down for injuries before making sure no one followed me.

"i'm fine. we all got split up, but mr. weasley told us all to meet up at the portkey. i'm sure they'll get here soon." i explained. soon enough, fred, george, and ginny made their way to us.

"where are the others?" ginny asked.

"we don't know." amos said doubtfully. after a couple minutes of waiting, mr. weasley showed up.

"you all get home. ron, hermione, and harry are still missing. i'll stay here and find them, you all get safe. i'm sure mum is worried sick." we all nodded and grabbed the boot.

back at the hill we left on yesterday morning, it was oddly peaceful compared to the ruckus at the world cup.

"you kids get home safely, okay? have arthur send us an owl once he gets back." amos told us. we nodded before saying our goodbyes.

as we were leaving, i looked back to see cedric still looking at us. he gave me a small smile, to which i returned and waved. he then left to catch up with his father.

~ ~ ~

"… and lee found a deserted bathroom end of last year. it's the perfect place for our operations!" george yelled happily. i chuckled at the two. pranking had always been their specialty, and i'm glad they're planning on making a career out of it.

"percy's been going on and on about some spectacular thing going on this year at hogwarts." fred said, changing the topic. i nodded. i had spent the last couple nights at the weasley house, as my parents were out on my mom's muggle business trip, so i had heard percy's incessant bragging.

"probably some prick alumni reunion. 'prefects only! whoever can be the biggest stick in the mud gets to kiss dumbledore's arse!'" i mumbled. the twins burst out laughing, agreeing.

once we all unloaded our things into the dorms, a large crowd started running outside. following the commotion, i saw a large carriage almost wipe out hagrid. to the left, a tiny ship was visible. said 'tiny ship' started emerging from the water, revealing a massive vessel.

"whaddya suppose that's all about?" two voices asked from behind me. i didn't even have to turn to see who was talking to me.

"i dunno. let's get to the great hall before the crowd."

~ ~ ~

"hogwarts has been chosen to host a legendary event. the tri-wizard tournament. now, for those of you who do not know, the tri-wizard tournament brings together three schools for a series of magical contests. from each school, a single contestant is selected to compete. now, let me be clear: if chosen, you stand alone. and trust me when i say these contests are not for the faint-hearted." dumbledore explains. i look over to see fred and george with wide smirks on their faces.

"but more of that later. for now, please join me in welcoming the lovely ladies of the beauxbatons academy of magic, and their headmistress madam maxime." dumbledore continued. the doors to the hall opened, and out came a group of girls with tight blue uniforms. the guys all ogled at the girls as they scurried to the front of the hall.

"and now, our friends from the north, please greet the proud sons of durmstrang, and their headmaster igor karkaroff." now, a bunch of guys came in, hitting their staffs against the ground before doing some gymnastics. at the back of the group was viktor krum, and i let out a gasp. murmurs swept the room, the name "krum" repeating over and over again. as i watched the durmstrang students pour in, my eyes landed on cedric. he had hufflepuff robes on, in contrast to my ravenclaw ones. noticing my stare, he gave me his signature smile and waved. i returned both gestures before listening to dumbledore and barty crouch drone on about the tournament. this type of thing wasn't really my place, especially with the whole deadly, this-is-a-stupid-idea-but-we're-wizards-so-to-hell-with-caution vibe it was giving. i could tell fred and george would try to put their names in the goblet, even though they are too young to participate.

~ ~ ~

"by half a bloody year!" fred exclaimed.

"this is rubbish!" george continued. i only laughed at the sulking twins, the three of us making our way to defense against the dark arts.

"what can you do? it's not like you can magically make yourselves older." the two stopped in their tracks.

"that's brilliant ava!" the two yelled before running the other way.

"we have classes right now!" i yelled after them, but they were already too far away. i sighed and heard a chuckle to my right. i whipped around to see cedric, books in hand.

"hello again ava." he greeted. i started to walk with him.

"morning cedric." i greeted.

"those two seem to be quite the handful." he joked, motioning towards the area the twins were a moment ago. i groaned.

"you don't even know." cedric opened the door to the classroom, and we made our way in. mad-eye moody was standing in front of the classroom, murmuring to himself. cedric and i were the last ones in, so only two tables were left. i took the one in the middle, cedric asking if he could sit next to me. obviously, i agreed, not passing up the chance to sit with him. a couple hufflepuff girls glared at me, but i paid no attention to them.

"alastor moody. ex-auror… ministry malcontent… and your new defense against the dark arts teacher. i'm here because dumbledore asked me. end of story, goodbye, the end… any questions?" mad-eye introduced.

"well isn't he delightful." i mumbled, making cedric let out a snort.

"i heard that ms. carpenter." mad-eye said without turning to look our way. i looked at cedric with a mischievous smile, to which he returned, both of us trying to hold in our laughs.

the rest of class was filled with mad-eye using the unforgivable curses on a poor little spider. i pursed my lips, unsettled by the class. don't get me wrong, it was hilarious to see lee jordan get a spider shoved down his robes, but mad-eye seemed to… enjoy using the curses. an uncomfortable pit sat in my stomach as i left the classroom, mad-eye's glass eye following me the entire way out.

~ ~ ~

i sat on one of the bleachers surrounding the goblet. i needed to do some herbology homework, but i wanted to see who all would put their name in the cup. plus, fred and george had promised that they had some genius way to get in, and made me swear i'd be there to witness their 'greatness'. so, i sat next to hermione, writing down notes on the venomous tentacula. when i looked up from my homework, a couple hufflepuff boys ran in, pushing a grinning cedric. i watched as he put his name into the goblet. he then looked over and saw me. his friends started pulling him away, but he made sure to give me a wide smile before he ran away with the others. i just smiled to myself, going back to my homework. however, i felt a nudge in my side, interrupting my concentration.

"what's with that smile?" hermione asked teasingly. my smile became even wider.

"is it a certain hufflepuff golden boy who's caught your fancy?" she continued.

"mayyybe." i replied, knowing fully well that she was correct. before she could say anything more, the twins ran in, cheering.

"thank you, thank you. well lads, and ladies," george started, tilting his head towards me and hermione, "we've done it."

"cooked it up just this morning." fred added. hermione rolled her eyes.

"it's not going to work." she sang. fred and george crouched down next to her.

"oh yeah? why's that granger?" fred asked, acting super interested in whatever she'd say next.

"you see this? this is an age line. dumbledore drew it himself." she explained.

"so?" fred asked.

"so," hermione said, closing her book, "a genius like dumbledore couldn't possibly be fooled by something so pathetically dimwitted such as an aging potion."

"that's why it's so brilliant." george countered, a large shit-eating grin on his face.

"because it's so pathetically dimwitted." fred continued. the two drank the potion and hopped inside of the age line. hermione just huffed, obviously disappointed that their plan worked. however, just after they put their names in the goblet, red sparks flew and hit them backwards. when they got up, they both had white hair and beards. a playful fight commenced, the crowd gathering around them.

hermione shook her head before looking at the doors. krum, karkaroff, and one other durmstrang boy came in, watching krum put his name in the goblet. he made eye contact with hermione, who started blushing.

"oh ho ho, what's that on your face. a blush?" i teased.

"shut it." she whispered with a smile on her face.

~ ~ ~

once all the names had been called, whispers went around the great hall. i cheered loudly for cedric, but the giddiness i felt for him being one of the champions was replaced by fear for harry. ron looked especially pissed off, so i'm assuming he knew nothing about harry putting his name in the goblet.

hermione suffered the most from this feud between harry and ron. she started to stick with me much more often, usually ranting about how stupid the boys were.

"and ron wouldn't shut up at breakfast! it was all hypocrite harry this and pesky potter that. it took him an hour to come up with those names, and they aren't even good!" hermione yelled, exasperated. we got a couple looks from those we passed in the hallways, but hermione didn't care.

"granger, do you mind if i take ava for a bit?" a voice asked from behind us. cedric stood there, rubbing the back of his neck. hermione gave me a subtle smirk before going to the library, leaving me and cedric together.

"i never got to congratulate you. you've been swarmed by people ever since your name was called." i told him. his cheeks turned a light shade of pink.

"sorry 'bout that. i've been meaning to spend some time with you, but we only have a couple classes together." he said sheepishly. i assured him that it was fine.

"so, where are you headed?" i asked him. i had an open schedule, as it was the weekend, and most of my friends were cooped up in the common room.

"ah, i have some interview with the daily prophet." he told me.

"don't get too famous on me ced." i joked. he smiled at me.

"ced?" a faint redness swept over my face. before i could say anything, he cut me off.

"i like it." he stopped in front of a door, and inside, i could see fleur and rita skeeter.

"meet me in the great hall for lunch?" cedric asked. i tried to stop my smile, but it didn't work.

"yeah. see you there."

~ ~ ~

i sat at the breakfast table the next morning with hermione and ginny. harry and ron were still having their petty fight, and ginny didn't feel like hanging out with her other friends. ginny took out the daily prophet and handed it to me.

"read it." she said, an unreadable expression on her face. i warily took the article, reading it out loud.

"'harry potter, age 12, suspect entrant in the tri-wizard tournament. his eyes swimming with the ghosts of his past' what rubbish is this?" i said in disgust. ginny rolled her eyes.

"no silly, under that." my eyes drifted until, shockingly, i saw my name.

"'cedric diggory, age 17, hogwarts tri-wizard champion. a strapping young boy with no shortage of admirers. rumored to be going around with ava carpenter, daughter of famous potions-master robert carpenter.'" i read. hermione started giggling, while ginny nudged my arm. my face was a bit hot, and it was even hotter when a hand landed on my shoulder. looking up, i met a familiar pair of grey eyes.

"can i talk with you for a minute?" cedric asked. i nodded, and he took me out of the great hall and into a little cranny in the hallway.

"hey, i'm, uh, sorry about what rita wrote." he said awkwardly. i tried to laugh it off.

"it's fine. she writes whatever she thinks. more than half of the stuff she writes isn't true anyways."

"yeah." he said absentmindedly.

~ ~ ~

the first task. dragons. i had wished cedric luck before he went into the champions' tent, but my nerves were starting to build up.

"don't worry." george said, taking the seat to my left.

"your boyfriend will be fine." fred assured, taking the seat to my right.

"i- he's not-" i babbled. the twins smirked at me.

"it's quite obvious, really. waltzing around the halls," fred said.

"rosy red cheeks, pulling each other around with smiles on your faces," george continued.

"we may be idiots, but we're smart enough to tell that you two fancy each other." fred finished. i was about to rebuke their statements, but cedric's name was announced. he came out and looked around for the dragon. when he took a step forward, a swedish short-snout jumped out at him. he took a step back before transfiguring a rock into a labrador. as the dragon followed the dog, cedric makes a run for the golden egg. however, after he grabbed the egg, the short-snout lost interest in the dog and made his way toward cedric. the dragon let out a blast of fire, which burnt cedric. i yelped, terrified for him. nevertheless, he held onto the egg and ran out of the stadium with it. i saw madam pomfrey waiting for him at the exit. i watched as cedric was escorted into the med-tent. i wanted to go over to him, but i knew it was no use. they wouldn't let me in. so, i stayed with the twins and watched the rest of the champions. harry's match nearly scared me to death, with the horntail breaking free of its chains and them flying around hogwarts.

once harry got the egg, people started to make their way back to the castle. i stayed behind with hermione, fred, and george, who were waiting to congratulate harry. harry came out, holding the golden egg, cheering. the four gryffindors ran back to the castle, leaving me behind. as i was about to go and catch up with them, cedric emerged from the med-tent looking normal, save for a couple cuts. once he saw me, i ran up to him and hugged him out of instinct. he returned the hug chuckling.

"you okay? i thought the dragon hit you with the fire?" i asked, scanning him for any burns.

"madam pomfrey healed up the burns with a nasty orange paste. the dragon only got the side of my face." he explained.

"i'm glad you're okay." i sighed. he smirked at me.

"oh yeah? why's that~" he teased.

"shut up." i laughed, hitting his shoulder.

"by the way, i like the color yellow on you." he complimented. i had totally forgotten about my outfit. i had a yellow sweatshirt on with a black coat and leggings. i blushed as we walked back to the castle together, talking about his performance.

~ ~ ~

"the yule ball has been a tradition of the tri-wizard tournament since its beginning. on christmas eve, we and our guests gather in the great hall for well mannered frivolity. as representatives of the host school, each and every one of you are expected to be able to dance." flitwick explained. he tried to demonstrate what how to dance with luna, but he was simply too short to do it properly. luckily, we didn't have trouble picking up what to do. roger davies, another ravenclaw, asked to practice with me. it was a bit awkward, but it was done fairly quickly.

that night, everyone knew about the yule ball. some were waltzing down the hallways, while others were trying to get dates. i saw cedric, and was going to go up to him, but a flock of girls soon surrounded him.

that went on for a whole week. every time i saw cedric, a swarm of girls were following behind. the most prominent of them was cho chang, a fellow ravenclaw. she often would tap cedric's shoulder or initiate conversations with him. people started speculating that he would ask cho to the ball. i tried to not let that thought put a damper on my mood. i was hanging out with fred and george a lot, now that ron decided to stop being so pissy and made amends with harry, which meant hermione could hang out with the two again without picking favorites. she still talked to me a lot, especially after krum asked her to the ball. she was over the moon when it happened.

"what about you? have you picked out a dress yet?" she asked. i shook my head.

"i haven't even gotten a date yet. i'm not going to buy a dress before then." she let out a gasp.

"cedric hasn't asked you yet? i thought he would've asked by now." she said, jaw slightly dropped.

"nope. we've barely talked the past week with his swarm of girls flocking him at every waking moment." i sighed. hermione assured me that he would ask me, but i didn't want to give myself any false hope.

"speak of the devil…" hermione mumbled. when i looked up, cedric was coming toward us, his expression going from searching to relieved when he spotted us. hermione excused herself, leaving me with cedric in the empty hallway.

"hey ava." he said, slightly out of breath.

"hi." i said with a small smile. cedric frowned, furrowing his eyebrows in thought.

"are you okay? i'm sorry for not hanging out with you lately, i've been a bit busy." he said.

"i've noticed." i said, before wincing at what i said. i didn't mean to be jealous and petty, but the words escaped my lips before i could stop them.

"i'm sorry, i didn't mean-" he cut me off.

"no, i understand." he sighed. "i've been a crappy friend lately." a silence set over us. he opened his mouth and closed it a couple times, wanting to say something. i waited for him to get it out.

"uhm… okay, here it goes." he said quietly to himself. i had to refrain from chuckling at that.

taking a deep breath, he asked me, "would you go to the yule ball with me?" i was a bit shocked for a second. he stood there, a nervous smile on his face.

"i thought you were going with cho." i said. his face scrunched up for a second.

"no, where did you hear that?" i shook my head.

"nevermind. i'd love to go to the ball with you, ced." his nervous smile grew wide and confident. out of reflex, he hugged me. as he was about to pull away from the hug, realizing what he did, i returned the hug.

~ ~ ~

"wow hermione, you look gorgeous." i said, looking at her from head to toe. she blushed.

"i could say the same for you. i love that dress." she replied. i twirled around in my blue tulle dress, pleased with my selection.

"who are you two…" a voice started.

"… and what did you do to ava and hermione?" an almost identical voice finished. hermione and i turned to see the twins, each with their dates.

"i'm sure diggory and krum will be all over you two." george winked. the four of them descended the stairs in front of us, promising to meet up with us later.

"shall we?" hermione asked.

"we shall." i answered, taking hermione's arm in mine as we went down the stairs. i saw cedric talking to a couple other hufflepuff boys, while krum stood awkwardly at the entrance of the great hall. harry and parvati stood at the bottom of the stairs, gaping at us. soon enough, cedric and krum turned around to see us. cedric made his way to the bottom of the stairs, his eyes not leaving me. a permanent smile graced his beautiful face, and i couldn't help but return it.

"you… look… amazing." cedric said breathlessly, taking my hands into his. there was this look in his eyes that just filled me up with happiness. it was a look of unrestrained joyfulness and care that made my heart melt.

"you look absolutely dashing." we stayed in awe of each other until mcgonagall took us to line up with the rest of the champions and their dates. first was fleur and roger davies, then krum and hermione, then me and cedric, and finally, harry and parvati. cedric held my hand as we walked out into the great hall. it was like a winter wonderland. once out on the floor, cedric put his hand on my waist, still not looking away from me.

the night went on, the two of us dancing almost the whole time, only stopping for drinks. by the end of the night, we were laughing with each other, prancing through the halls, spirits still high from the night's activities. he walked me to the ravenclaw dormitory, and i could tell he didn't want the night to end.

"that was amazing." cedric said, pulling me into a hug. i nuzzled my face into his chest, not wanting to leave his arms. as he pulled away from the hug, he kept me close. we stared into each other's eyes for a moment, subconsciously moving closer.

"may i?" he whispered. instead of answering, i leaned up to connect our lips. the kiss was happy and carefree, and by the end of it, we were both smiling, not pulling away from each other.

"sleep well." he said softly.

"you too." with a final kiss to his cheek, i went into the ravenclaw common room, a smile never leaving my face.

~ ~ ~

"the black lake? merpeople?" i repeated. he nodded.

"mad-eye suggested that i take the egg with me to bathe, and when i put the egg underwater, the screeching turned into singing." cedric explained.

"mad-eye told you?" i asked apprehensively. i had told cedric that i was suspicious of mad-eye, and him tipping cedric off on the second task didn't help his case in my mind.

"he's an ex-auror: of course he's going to be a bit creepy." cedric assured me. i just shrugged, still wary of mad-eye.

"and the merpeople are going to take something from you? better hide your lucky badger underwear." i joked. he lightly shoved me.

"i told you that in confidence." he whisper-shouted.

"and now i'll never let you forget~" i gloated.

"you just want to see my lucky underwear." he said suggestively, smirking.

"i know you were trying to be seductive, but that was a pretty weird way to put it." i smiled cheekily, laughing. he just blushed and pouted. rolling my eyes, i leaned up and kissed his cheek before putting my mouth close to his ear.

"i would love to see your lucky underwear sometime. maybe a bit more-"

"grossss!!!" two voices yelled from around the corner. cedric was blushing profusely as i went to go check on the voices. sure enough, fred and george were crouched around the corner, some rope attached to an ear thing in their hands.

"you two are nasty." fred said. cedric just wrapped his arm around my waist as we talked to the twins. soon enough, we had lost track of time, and it was almost night.

"ms. carpenter!"

we all turned to see flitwick running toward us.

"professor mcgonagall would like to have a word with you." he told me before walking off.

"okay, guess i have to go. see you tomorrow before the task." i told cedric, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

once in mcgonagall's office, i saw hermione, ron, and fleur's little sister. i stood next to them, wondering what this was all about. before i knew it, mcgonagall was casting a spell, and i blacked out.

~ ~ ~

i woke up freezing cold, gasping for air. for some reason, i was sopping wet. an arm was wrapped around me, helping me float. it was daytime, and all i could hear were loud cheers. i looked to see cedric smiling down at me. we swam to the ladder before we were given towels and robes.

"what happened?" i asked cedric, shivering.

"the merpeople didn't take my lucky underwear." he joked. it took me a second to realize what this meant.

"i was the stolen item?" he nodded and smiled, bringing me into a hug. i leaned into him for warmth.

the rest of the contestants came up from the water, with only fleur not completing the challenge. soon, we were all standing around dumbledore, waiting for the results. i stood next to cedric, along with some of his hufflepuff buddies.

"attention! the winner is… mr. diggory! for showing unique command of the bubblehead charm." dumbledore announced. i immediately started jumping up and down, cheering for cedric. his friends all started slapping him on the back, and he leaned down to give me a quick kiss on the lips.

~ ~ ~

the weeks leading up to the third task went by in a flash. i spent most of my days with the twins, hermione, and ginny, and my nights with cedric. he started sneaking me into the hufflepuff common room. we would do some homework and revising, but mostly, we would cuddle up in front of the fire and fall asleep on the couches. most of the hufflepuffs didn't care. only the jealous hufflepuff girls, and a couple guys, didn't like me being there, but professor sprout wasn't going to say anything against golden boy cedric.

on the day of the third task, i spent my time with cedric. he was practicing defensive and offensive spells. a couple hours before the task started, he needed to go meet up with dumbledore and his father.

"ava?" he said before leaving. i hummed, acknowledging him.

"this might be a bit early but… i care about you. a lot. i might even love you." he confessed.

"i care about you so much. i'd even wager that i love you too. please stay safe out there today, and win this thing." i whispered on his lips. he smiled and gave me one last, long hug before running off with the happiest smile i've ever seen on his face. brimming with happiness, i skipped off to the library, where hermione would be. however, as i was walking, i heard a low voice mumbling.

"yes, the dark lord will praise me for my work." the voice whispered. shocked, i went toward the voice, which seemed to be coming from an empty classroom. inside, i saw mad-eye moody transform into some other man. he was kissing a black tattoo inked on his arm. trying to hold in my gasp, i started to sprint toward the stairs to warn dumbledore and the others.

"crucio!" the man's voice yelled after me. shit. an excruciating, searing hot pain seized my body, forcing me to the ground. i was shaking, trying desperately to rid myself of the unbearable pain.

"going somewhere?" he asked. as he got closer, he recognized me. "ah, diggory's little girlfriend. off to go save your boyfriend?" he smirked evilly.

"sadly, you know too much. the dark lord wouldn't be pleased to have his plans foiled by a little girl."

he took a step back, and i knew what was about to happen.

"avada kedavra!" he hissed, and everything became cold and dark.

3rd person pov

"avada kedavra!"

cedric's body froze before totally blanking out. when he opened his eyes, he saw himself, lying on the grass of the graveyard. he watched as harry was forced onto the tombstone, as voldemort was reborn, and as harry dueled voldemort.

"harry, take my body back, will you? take my body back to my father, and tell ava i love her." he told harry, who sullenly nodded. after cedric formed a shield in front of harry with whom he presumed were harry's parents, he was teleported back to hogwarts. he watched as harry cried over his body, and as his father's heart broke for his precious little boy.

"that's my boy! that's my son!" he yelled agonizingly. cedric looked all around, but he couldn't find who he was looking for.

"cedric!" a voice yelled. it wasn't sad, like all of the others calling out his name, but it was… slightly relieved?

"ced!!" he whipped around at the sound of that familiar voice to see the girl he was looking for jump into his arms.

"ava! but, if you're here, that means-"

"mad-eye. it was polyjuice that he was drinking. he was a death eater." she explained. cedric pulled her in for the tightest hug.

"you're dead." he cried, burying his head into her neck. she had already had a couple hours to accept her death, and no one knew she was dead yet. cedric had to watch as his father and friends wept for him. surely, he was extremely overwhelmed. ava simply ran her hands through his hair, trying to calm him down.

"shhh, it's going to be okay." she whispered into his hair. he nodded, starting to take deep breaths. as soon as he calmed down, he pulled ava into a kiss.

"i love you." he told her.

"i love you too, my champion."

[cdyssey]

Abbott “Pilot” (1.01) Rewatch

Here we go. ☺️

Barbara’s “Pilot” wig always throws me off-guard because it’s so different from her usual hairstyle, lmao.

The first cold open is so good for establishing what Abbott is systematically up against—little funding for the school and a lack of support for the teachers. It’s also just funny SNDNSNSNS. Ending on that kid pissing.

“Like a Xanax… like a huge Xanax for kids to sit on.” [Janine squints.]

“It’s like ‘Back that Azz Up’ for kids.” ANQKWJSNSNSNWKS.

Barbara’s first talking head is just pitch perfect. Sheryl nails the essence of who she presents herself to be right off the bat: the sternness, the respectability, the elegance. “I am Barbara Howard, woman of God.”

“No! It must have gone to spam!” / “It’s so crazy how my emails do that with you and nobody else.” ALQKSNDJWNS. It’s fun seeing the distance between Barb and Janine now, knowing just how far they’ll have come by the time we reach “Mom.”

“Okay, you guys workin’ with the cops ‘cause you gotta tell me.”. Love that she was flirting with the cameraperson seconds before that.

“And you can’t class up a rug like you can a couch with a nice cat of plastic.” Abbott really is one of those rare pilots that just GETS its characters right out of the gate.

I just clocked that Ava is wearing an Eagle shirt under her white blazer WNDNSNSN.

“And, yet, Barb, one of our best and almost senior teachers here, she never complains. What is your secret, Barb?” / “Knowing there’s not much you can do, Ava.” [Barbara smiles widely.] AKQKQKSOWKSKSJSJ. PILOT BARB WAS SO RNSNDNSNS.

“My support was gonna do about as much as that five-year old bra you’ve got on right there.” QOQKSNDIWJWNSJDJS. PILOT BARBBBBBBVH.

Barb smirking when Melissa is explaining how she’s got a guy for everything. ☺️

“Melissa is resourceful, capable.” ☺️☺️

“Why does Jacob here need a smoking break every five minutes?” Omfg, I forgot that he smoked.

“I switched to an herbal vape.” AKQKQOANNS

“Jacob, what did I say about, like, not talking about your time in Africa?” ANDNDNDNS. Listen, Chris Perfetti nails white male liberal twink perfectly. <3

“I wonder if she tried counting.” FFHDJSNDJSN. GOD, I LOVE HER

“Oh, forgive me. I thought one of my colleagues here hired a stripper for me.” good god ansjjwsjsjsj.

Gregory and Janine’s first meeting in the bathroom is soooooo good. So much clumsy chaos and then that undeniable spark of something.

“And I think the job is working with what you’ve got so you don’t get let down!” Ugh, such a painful line, but it’s so true for so many school systems in the States, where a lack of everything has continually beaten its educators down.

“I mean, am I even a Sagittarius?” WNDNSNS. Janine is sooooo a Sagittarius.

 I’ve always loved the detail of Melissa loudly going “Excuse me?” when Ava starts going in on Janine.

The pathetic, little square pizza….

Barbara’s face journey of being indignant at what Ava was doing to moved and concerned by Janine’s speech is so, so wonderful. SLR is masterful at those microexpressions.

“Janine, ignore Ava. Big feet are a sign of fertility.” HELFPDNSNSJWJSS HELP ME.

Barbara’s dialogue about how teachers have to be it all. Ugh. This show gets it.

“Mhhhm. I can make more working the street—easy.” KQKQKWJDNW

“Hey, thank you so much. What’s your name?” / “I got no name.” / “He doesn’t got a name.” ALQOQOPWDIDOSJS

That small smile Gregory gives Janine when she walks away… he’s already a goner. 😭

Barbara silently bringing in the cleaner. 😭😭 Work Mom!!!!!

Oh, I love this show so freaking much.