#i love marj so much man

[romantikdream]

Sleepover with Marj!!

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911 Lone Star Rewatch: 1x02

Okay here we go again!

First note: I whip my hair back and forth is perhaps the funniest choice for a song to be playing in Owen's car when he pulls up to the fire house. Like I understand it is supposed to fit in with the fear of balding storyline we have in this episode. But it immediately made me think of this:

TK asking his father if he got laid.... Tells us so many things about their relationship.

Ahhh the mercury food. I forgot about this call. Which is surprising because it is HORRIFIC. Especially since the lady that jumps first has my name. (but also I would have discovered the mercury immediately because I always pick those kinds of sandwiches apart when I eat them)

You know what. I need to see Carlos tackle more people. There has been a distinct lack of Carlos tackling people--I understand he fought off a serial killer last season, but still. More tackling. But poor Carlos is honestly so stressed throughout that entire scene.

Nancy! There she is. Still surprised that she wasn't in the pilot! Unless I missed her?? But I don't think I did.

They already have Grace in better costuming for this episode! Her clothing is a lot softer and relaxed, which fits her character better. Plus it doesn't look like they are dressing her to make her look older as much as they did last episode.

Okay, so about Michelle. The part of her character that does interest me is all of her volunteer stuff. The work she does with the homeless community and the part in this episode with the little boy who needs an inhaler. I wish they had spent more time on that because it's very compelling.

So Carlos recommends that Michelle goes to a curandera. How superstitious do we think Carlos is? Like he kinda admits that the story about his aunt's experience with a curandera was a little ridiculous. But I don't know... I get the feeling that he believes some of it. Not sure that he would ever admit it, but I think he does. Like Carlos seems like the type to scoff and say 'ghosts aren't real', but the moment he hears some creepy shit in a haunted building he's about to scooby doo run his way out of there.

Owen using almond milk for his cappuccinos is perhaps the worst sin he has committed.

Judd and Owen confiding in each other already! So early! Already on the road to becoming best friends! But Judd checking in with Owen about his cancer diagnosis and asking about how TK is taking everything-- JUDD RYDER THE MAN THAT YOU ARE.

Oh yes, the racist lady! How could I forget this was in this episode. Ugh, her avoiding Marjan when shaking their hands. And honestly, Marj is so patient with her even though she's a complete bigot. Which makes Marjan losing her job for insensitivity towards someone in the field in season 4 just that much more unfair to her.

There are so many choice pieces of dialogue in this scene though. There of course is the iconic "sure ma'am, but just so you know I am a homosexual" and Judd's simple "no". But also TK's kinda confused "we don't have any cuffs, Cap..." And Mateo's super quick "On it!" to going to get the zip ties. So good.

Last night I slept in my stileeettooos. Holiday Inn.

Carlos' little "totally" after TK says he wants to zone out before work is so funny. He's so whipped. Like, 'yeah whatever you say. I am so in love with you.'

I honestly forgot about the bald nightmare sequence until it started. And it's just so great from start to finish. Even if the freckly bald cap they have on Rob is terrifying. Also, Mateo still being nice and complementary even in Owen's nightmare speaks volumes.

On a more serious note, the whole part with the woman choosing death over letting him rescue her because he's bald is obviously a metaphor for how Owen would rather risk his cancer treatments not working--which could kill him--over risking losing his hair. And it's seen as insane and overdramatic even by him in the dream, which strangely enough I think was an important step for him realizing that he needed to let go of his worries about his appearance.

How does Rob Lowe manage to have great on screen chemistry with like... everyone. How does he do this??

And the gas leak call with the guy who has paranoid delusions! This episode has so many iconic calls!

As an aside, if a cop ever just burst through my door I would be so incredulous and angry. But a firefighter, on the other hand. Like when Paul crashes into that one apartment. I would just be like 'whatever you say sir'. Firefighters have my trust.

Wait. wait what was that headline on the news article that the man with paranoia had up on his wall?? The enslavement of kpop what?? Can someone who has quick access to it let me know the full thing. How have I never noticed that before.

The entire scene with Judd and Owen on horses is so great. Like the whole thing is just such a sweet gesture on Judd's part. But does anyone know if the hat that Judd gives to Owen is the same one he has when he goes to the hill country? That's awesome if it is. But I can't remember if it looks the same or not.

Also, Uncle Cash reveal when???

Slow down, Tiger

Carlos' shirt is really hanging on by a single button through that whole scene. I wonder if they did multiple takes of the button ripping part? Does that mean Rafa had to change his shirt every time?

"I don't do this a lot" "Clearly" TK THAT WAS MEAN. I understand why you said it, but ouch!!

I would like to state that at this point in the episode my voice recording is just me sadly saying, "Carlos and his snapper :(. TK is so hurt :(. Judd in his hoodie :(."

YEE-HAW

Another lovely episode! And to no one's surprise, another 10/10

If you made it to the end of this, here is your star for the good noodle board: ⭐

Previous episode thoughts

[sugdenlovesdingle]

Loved (AO3)

Everybody Loves Carlos Reyes

Written for @tarlosweeklyprompts word of the day: Fond

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“Hey Carlos, TK is in the shower, he got puked on.” Nancy greeted Carlos when he walked into the firehouse. “How are you?”

“Bored at home mostly. My medical leave is almost over though thankfully. Back to work on Monday.”

“Ah so that’s why TK is all...” she made flapping motions with her hands and Carlos laughed.

“Yeah, pretty much. So I’m coming to check in and show him I’m ok. And just hang out until the end of shift so we can leave together to have dinner with my parents.”

He leaned against the open ambulance doors.

“You’ve been summoned by the momster huh?”

“Oh yes. It’s either us going over there or her being at our place every waking moment. This is the lesser of two evils I suppose.”

“I don’t know dude, a homecooked meal and no dishes? Sounds like a pretty good deal to me.”

“Yeah but between my mother and TK, I’ll barely be allowed to lift a fork.”

“Again, I don’t see the downside.”

At that moment the alarm sounded and Nancy groaned when it was a medical call.

“We’ve been getting non-stop calls today. It’s like everyone in Austin needs medical assistance at the same time.” She jumped out of the back of the ambulance to make room for Tommy who was already coming down the stairs, closely followed by TK, fresh out of the shower.

His uniform shirt was hanging open, his hair was still wet, and he had his shoes in his hand.

“Hi baby, bye baby.” He quickly kissed Carlos in passing before jumping in the passenger’s seat. “We’ll be back soon! Paul is upstairs!”

“What does he need Paul for?” Carlos heard Nancy ask right before she turned the lights and sirens on and pulled out of the firehouse.

He knew what TK’s reply would be, and he had a feeling he knew what Tommy would be dealing with the rest of the shift. He made his way upstairs where he found the fire crew in the lounge area.

“Hey, look who it is! Good to see you upright, buddy.” Marjan noticed him first and got up from her seat to give him a hug. “You scared us when you disappeared like that!”

“I know, I’m sorry. I’ve had to promise both my parents and TK not to go on investigations on my own again. And Iris called me an idiot.”

“Can’t say I disagree with the lady.” Paul commented, putting his book down. “But I’m with Marj, it’s good to see you man.”

Carlos nodded and sat down next to Paul.

“I know I scared everyone, especially TK. He keeps checking my pulse and we both pretend I don’t know what he’s doing.”

“That’s because you died dude.” Mateo said then paused to think. “Did you see the light at the end of the tunnel?”

“That is not a thing, Mateo.” Paul cut in. “That only happens on tv.”

“And how do you know? You had a heart attack, you didn’t die like Carlos.”

“I didn’t see anything actually.” Carlos said, deciding to humour Mateo. “All I remember is the needle prick in my shoulder… and then everything went dark. And when I woke up there were TK and my dad… and I was confused and disorientated mostly. So no lights.”

“See? Only on tv.”

“Did you see a light at the end of the tunnel when your car went off the bridge, Judd?” Mateo asked Judd who had just walked in.

He stopped in the doorway and looked at the four of them, before raising his hand and giving Carlos a half wave and turning around to go back to where he came from.

“Ok can we just change the subject? Surely we can find something less deadly to talk about?” Marjan interrupted. “Like the wedding! How is the wedding planning going Carlos? Let’s talk flower arrangements.”

“It’s going alright.” Carlos said, happy to go along with the subject change. “We’ve been looking at suits the past few days, we’re thinking of getting the same so we match. Because we’re spending the rest of our lives together. You know, us coming together as one.” He scrunched up his face. “It sounds so cheesy when said aloud like this.”

“No, I think it’s sweet. And you guys should totally do whatever feels right to you. It’s your wedding after all.”

“Yeah, she’s right.” Paul agreed. “Matching suits, traditional vows, you promising to love, honour, and obey TK, first dance to a Coldplay song.” He continued, doing his best to keep a straight face.

“Ok now I know you’re mocking me.” Carlos laughed. “It’s all still a work in progress, ok? We’ve got 8 weeks to figure it out.”

“Yeah but you have to plan everything before that. When my cousin got married they spent two years planning it.” Mateo told them. “My mom and my tía went crazy. They made the dresses themselves but then my cousin got pregnant and they had to change it so she would still fit in it.”

“I don’t think that’s something TK and Carlos will have to worry about.” Marjan said and they all laughed.

“No, but you’re right. It’s a lot of stuff to take care of in under 8 weeks.”

“Well if you need any help, just say the word.” Paul offered.

“Thanks. That’s actually why I’m here.” Carlos started and all three of his friends gave him a questioning look. “I wanted to ask you something.” He turned to Paul. “You specifically.”

“Me?”

“Yeah, you.”

“Ok. Shoot.”

“Well… like I said, we’re busy working out the details for the wedding… And I was hoping you would be my best man.”

“What? Me?”

“Yeah, you.”

“Are you sure? Don’t you want your dad or a relative or something?”

“No, I want you to be my best man. You’re one of my best friends, man.”

“I… I’m honoured.”

“So you’ll do it?”

“Yeah, of course! I mean I wasn’t expecting it at all, but if you’re sure then I’d be honoured to be your best man.” Paul said and Carlos pulled him in for a hug. “But this doesn’t mean I have to go suit shopping with you, right?”

“No, just show up on the day wearing something nice and you’re good.” Carlos laughed.

“Who is TK asking?” Marjan wondered. “His dad?”

“He was one of the options that came up.” Carlos told her. “But he decided on someone else.”

The conversation was interrupted by the sound of two pairs of boots coming up the stairs.

“Why are you being so secretive?” they heard Nancy say.

“I’m not, I’m just waiting for the right time.”

“The right time for what?”

“Hey baby.” TK ignored her and went straight to Carlos to kiss him hello.

Nobody mentioned the fact that his fingers lingered on Carlos’ pulse point a little too long.

“Hey. You’re back soon. Quick call?”

“Yeah, just a fender bender. Some scrapes and cuts, nothing major. We treated everyone on scene and let PD deal with the rest.” He sat down next to Carlos. “So… what did we miss here?”

“I got my best man.”

“Oh you said yes?” TK leaned forward to look past Carlos to Paul.

“Of course. I can’t let the world miss out on seeing me in a suit.” He joked.

“You know you’re not supposed to look prettier than the groom, right?” Carlos cut in.

“Pretty sure that’s only for brides. And since there’s none of those involved, I’m good.”

They all laughed and Carlos put his hand on TK’s knee and gave it a squeeze.

“Your turn now, babe.” He said softly and TK nodded.

“Hey Nance, do you own a nice suit?”

��A suit? What do I need a suit – oh my god!”

TK grinned and got up from his seat and got down on one knee in front of her.

“Nancy Gillian, you are the sister I never thought I wanted, and sometimes still don’t.” He joked. “But I would be honoured if you would be my best man. Woman. Person.”

“Of course!” Nancy replied and dragged TK up from the floor and hugged him. “But I’m not wearing a suit. You wouldn’t be able to handle the hotness that is me in a suit.”

“You can wear whatever you like.” TK assured her. “You too Paul.”

“Appreciated.”

“No, no, Paul, we have to match.” Nancy insisted. “What are you wearing?”

TK sat back down next to Carlos and looped an arm through his, resting his fingers on the inside of his wrist.

“I think I’ve created a monster.” He whispered and Carlos laughed.

He looked around the room and just felt a sense of happiness and belonging. Before he’d met TK, he had friends, colleagues, acquaintances. People he’d talk to at work, people he’d even take up on their offer of after work drinks, he’d even been invited to a birthday party or two, but no-one apart from Iris who really knew him. Who just got him.

Now he had a fiancé he loved more than he’d ever thought possible, and a group of friends who were like family.

“What are you thinking about?” TK asked, noticing the smile on his fiancé’s face.

“Nothing.” Carlos replied and pressed a kiss to his lips. “Just happy.”  

[barflovski]

What are your gender headcannons for the main 5 + anyone else you wanna mention

Stan: fem nonbinary, he/they. Doesnt care too much about gender, but becomes uncomfortable if anyone refers to him as a boy or a girl. Still uses the label gay though, because he feels it fits him best. Stan hardly puts much thought into how he dresses (he wears the same american flag jacket and broncos t-shirt constantly without washing them. He’s greasy asf) EXCEPT for when he dresses fem. He goes all out then and loves to express that side of himself, especially at Crimson Dawn concerts. He likes sweaters n tank tops and skirts. They especially like their outfits since they can’t dress fem much because Randy would fuckin freak and South Park isn’t exactly an open town to that kind of stuff.

Kyle: cis male, he/him. Becomes pissy if someone asks him his pronouns because he takes it as them not perceiving him as male. For sure answers with “the boy ones”. He’s not transphobic though, just very self-conscious, especially about his appearance.

Cartman: bigender, she/he. Calls you a fag if you ask him his pronouns. But if you get them wrong he’ll berate you. Her pronouns are just kind of implied to everyone. Calls herself both a man and a woman, and is in touch with both sides of herself. She’s very comfortable with her gender. LOVES to dress up and put on costumes. But when dressing casually he usually just wears a t-shirt and either a skirt or shorts. Doesn’t take anyone’s shit if they make fun of him for dressing fem.

Kenny: genderfluid, any pronouns. Like Eric, they’re very comfortable with their identity. And everyone had kind of seen this coming ever since the princess Kenny thing- Kenny had started using any pronouns ever since he had turned like 12 or so. Only calls himself a girl, Karen calls Kenny her big sister, but he’s still fluid. He just has fun with it and dresses however the hell he wants. Usually they just dress comfortably.

Marj: trans girl, she/her. Realized she was a girl at age 14, but struggled internally for a long time because her parents are fucking douches and for sure wouldn’t accept that. But after she started dating Eric he helped her come to terms with herself and her gender, and now she’s out at school and the gang. but NOT her parents, she does a lot to make sure they never figure it out. She’ll usually keep a pair of her girl clothes on her when she goes out and changes outside of the house.

I have strong thoughts about these 5 with their gender identities, especially since even in canon they’re all very expressive about it (for instance Eric dressing in drag constantly, princess kenny, Kyle’s extreme persistence that he is a Boy, Stan’s struggle with gender in the cissy, and Butters’ overall side with femininity). But other than these 5, Wendy is nonbinary she/they, and Kevin Stoley is nonbinary they/them.

[brook1yn-baby]

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kenjorine band au oneshot <3

characters; kenny mccormick x marjorine stotch

warnings; tooth-rotting fluff teehee

a/n; short lil oneshot bcos i love these silly little guys!!

the brick wall of the alleyway is cold and damp as marj leans her head against it, finger twirled around the cord of a decrepit payphone. she’s lucky it still works, she thinks, before her thoughts are drowned out by the dial tone she’d come to know and love.

crimson dawn’s tour had been a success thus far; 14 sold out shows, with 1 more to go. stan, jimmy, marj and bebe had spent countless nights exploring the cities they’d only be in for a day or so, before they’d be back on the bus, travelling to the next to do it all over again. it was incredible, and she’d seen more of america than she thought she’d ever see in her life in just the space of two weeks. the band had been a silly pastime for her a year ago. an escape from her parents and their sheltered household. now, playing to crowds of thousands of fans every night, she’s sure nothing can feel as perfect as this.

well, except, maybe..

“marj.”

his voice is quiet, and she almost doesn’t hear it over the sound of the bustling nighttime streets of phoenix. she holds in a squeal of happiness. “hiya, ken!”

she can hear him chuckle from the other side of the phone, then sigh. it’s not a frustrated sigh, or a fed-up sigh- those, she was used to hearing, especially from her parents. this was a sigh of comfort, like a weight’s been lifted from kenny’s shoulders.

he’d never been a religious man, though his family were. promises of eternal happiness and a loving god with a ‘plan’ seemed so far from reality. but, after every show, when the phone rings and he hears her sweet, sweet voice, he could fall to his knees and pray, thank whatever divine being brought her to him.

“how was the show?” it’s a simple question, and he asks it every night without fail. he makes sure she’s okay after the bad ones, and congratulates her after the good ones, and always, always tells her how proud he is of her. kenny had left crimson dawn to work with his brother at the auto shop, hoping to save up some money to put karen through college further down the line. marjorine was still butters back then. music wasn’t kenny’s biggest passion anyway. that spot was saved for his sister and now, also, marj. the only people in the world he’d die a hundred times over for.

“so much fun. our next one’s gonna be the best we’ve ever done, though. pinky promise.” she giggles into the receiver. stan had made sure that south park was their last stop on the tour, meaning tomorrow she’d be home. maybe not her actual house; she’d been living in bebe’s spare room since she told her parents she didn’t wanna go to college. no, home. with kenny. she swears she can hear his grin through the phone.

“do i get a backstage pass? yknow, since i’m a groupie.” she laughs and it’s loud and real and it feels so good to be joking around, to forget about how difficult it is being away from him. “aw ken, of course you do! i wouldn’t exactly call you a groupie, though,”

“my girlfriend is a fuckin’ gorgeous, talented rockstar. i wear the word groupie like a badge of honour, babe.”

marj looks out to the street as she hears the backstage door open, watching jimmy lean against the handrail of the stairs while stan and bebe use his crutches as swords, doubling over, laughing their asses off. they’re all red in the face, still sweating from the show, but they’re having the time of their lives, and so is she. admiring the people she’s been through her worst and best times with as they act like completely loveable idiots. it’s bittersweet; she wishes kenny was there to watch too.

she’s silent for a moment, listening to his soft, rhythmic breathing, dulled slightly by the static of the old phone. “geez, ken, i miss you,” it comes out cracked and quiet, and she doesn’t even realise there’s a tear rolling down her cheek until it brushes her lip. she wipes it away, pretending it’s his hand instead of her own. “one more night, babe. then i’m all yours.” marj lets out a sniffly laugh, even though she knows his words aren’t true. it didn’t matter whether she was in his arms, or in the depths of hell; wherever they ended up, he’d always be all hers.

[sanjuwrites]

WIP Wednesday

aand here's chunk from my AU that i've dubbed agent reyes, and that i'm very much in love with! this baby is now 12.2k and is officially on track to be the longest thing i've ever written, and i'm so excited to share snippets with you guys <3

TK scoffs, “I should have known that you set us up, it’s so typical of gover – ow, Judd, what the hell?” TK’s rubbing the back of his head where Judd smacked him. 

“Just shut the hell up and listen to the man, will you? You’re startin’ to royally piss me off, kid.”

Carlos lets TK’s words roll off his back and flashes a smile at Judd. “It’s an amnesty deal,” he says quietly. He looks everywhere but TK’s face as he continues. “You help us use the sarcophagus to capture the head of the Cunningham crime family, and the Pheonix’s entire case file disappears – across all intelligence agencies. The CIA, FBI, MI6, the Greek NIS, and Interpol are all on the same page here. You sign this and agree to help us, and you’re a free man. Any crime you commit after the deal will go back on the record, but not as the Phoenix – but with this deal, they’re agreeing to stop monitoring hits on aliases they’ve connected to you. Like I said, clean slate.”

“I can’t – I can’t be the only one that gets off scot-free, not when I was the one that dragged everyone else into this. Nance, Marjan, Mateo, they were all just normal people until I dragged them into this – I can’t just abandon them.” TK looks flustered, waving his hands around to point at the team behind him. 

Marjan steps forward and squeezes his shoulder, “Nancy and I already signed it, TK.”

Nancy picks up when it’s clear Marjan doesn’t seem to be able to continue. “We’ve been talking about getting married, and maybe being able to have a kid or two in the future. We can’t morally bring a child into a life that has so much uncertainty, and there are a lot of hoops Marj and I have to jump through before we can even begin to try. And I love you, TK, but I want an out.” Nancy’s voice wavers as she speaks, and Carlos remembers her saying she feels like she’s betraying TK by taking the deal

“Gracie and I already signed it too, T. We have someone else to worry about as well now, and I don’t want to raise this baby in a life of uncertainty like Nance said. Tommy’s been askin’ us to move down to Austin and help with Charles’ restaurant for years now, and we think it’s for the best.” Judd’s voice is quiet but full of conviction.

Mateo’s quiet and TK looks at him. “Mateo?”

“I haven’t signed it yet. I told you when you and I first started this, I was with you till the very bitter end, whether it ends like this, or with us in a supermax prison. I’m not signing if you’re not.”

Carlos hates himself a little for the way the jealousy curls her tendrils around his bleeding heart.

i'm going to tag @chaotictarlos, @detective-giggles, @alrightbuckaroo, @decafdino, @theghostofashton, @bonheur-cafe, @lemonlyman-dotcom, @taralaurel and @catanisspicy

[green-alien-turdz]

I fucking love the way you draw these fuckers, but also in general the mass amount detail you put into them and that it's so consistent at that

Love the scars and the acne and Marjs eye and I think you gave Cartman cellulite in the last drawing, love that too

Banger Choices all around

Also the clothing choices are real great, feel correct

Aww thank you so much!! I love adding little details n shit haha it makes my heart fuckin melt hearing that people do notice the little shit. Thank you so much, man

[hostilecityshowdown]

REALLY excited to post this! lovely bryan @hoarr of @wcwworldwide sent me an awesome package recently, including that one sting shirt everyone was excited about. [pre-orders for the new sting shirt close tonight!] a product i previously bought from the wrassleshop is the toy nWo championship pin, which has faithfully hung onto my wheelchair even when the chair itself suffered damages, and was designed by the talented marj. the pin i received from bryan was also designed by marj, who i can't put over enough

thank you so much bryan! i'm in love with how soft this shirt is and excited to slap one of the stickers on my new chair when it comes, and i can't get over how kind it was to send me all of this.

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image one: a slightly overexposed photo of an indigenous man seated in his wheelchair, wearing leather pants, a black mask with dangling chains, and a black t-shirt from the wrassleshop. the shirt has "Sting" written in light blue text, the "i" dotted in light pink. to the lower left is a light pink scorpion. beside the scorpion and beneath the word "sting" is "fatal encounter" written in light blue. the shirt gives off an 80's vibe.

image two: a slightly overexposed photo of an indigenous man seated in his wheelchair, wearing leather pants and a black t-shirt from the wrassleshop. this photo is taken from a higher angle than the first image was, and one of the man's hands is in his pocket. the shirt has "Sting" written in light blue text, the "i" dotted in light pink. to the lower left is a light pink scorpion. beside the scorpion and beneath the word "sting" is "fatal encounter" written in light blue. the shirt gives off an 80's vibe.

image three: a magnet of vampiro and the misfits. the stage behind them is black and gold.

image four: three collectable trading cards in a horizontal line. the first card reads "WCW" at the top in gold and features an in-ring photograph of surfer sting wearing the heavyweight belt, standing on a turnbuckle and facing the audience. he's removing his jacket and wearing bright pink. the second card reads "nWo" at the top left in white and features an in-ring photograph of scott steiner. steiner has backed his opponent into the corner and is poised to reign blows down upon him. steiner is wearing a white singlet. the third card reads "WCW" at the top right in gold and features an in-ring photograph of hugh norris. he has his opponent in a headlock, hugh's right arm looped between the top and middle rope, allowing him to push his opponent's neck against the top rope. hugh is wearing blue trunks and has a tattoo of the biohazard symbol on his right arm.

image five: an enamel pin is beside two identical stickers. the pin is on a white backing card with red blood splatters and "season's beatings" written in script at the top, and "WCW WORLDWIDE x [marj's luchadore mask logo]" at the bottom. the pin design depicts santa's slay, a gimmick portrayed by bill goldberg dressed as santa claus. he's clutching a bloody icicle, poised to attack. the two stickers are light blue circles with light yellow crosshairs surrounding the letters "WCW".

image six: a darker photo than the first two images of an indigenous man seated in his wheelchair, wearing leather pants, a black mask with dangling chains, and a black t-shirt from the wrassleshop. this photo is taken from a high up angle to the left hand side of the man. the shirt's sleeves are rolled up to show how loose they are, and the purple undertaker logo tattoo on the man's arm is visible. the shirt has "Sting" written in light blue text, the "i" dotted in light pink. to the lower left is a light pink scorpion. beside the scorpion and beneath the word "sting" is "fatal encounter" written in light blue. the shirt gives off an 80's vibe.

image seven: a darker photo than the first two images of an indigenous man seated in his wheelchair, wearing leather pants, a black mask, and a black t-shirt from the wrassleshop. this photo is taken from a high up angle to the left hand side of the man. the shirt's sleeves are rolled up to show how loose they are, and the purple undertaker logo tattoo on the man's arm is visible. the shirt has "Sting" written in light blue text, the "i" dotted in light pink. to the lower left is a light pink scorpion. beside the scorpion and beneath the word "sting" is "fatal encounter" written in light blue. the shirt gives off an 80's vibe.

[weewoobrainrot]

guys there is so much i loved from the new episode of lone star omg

- tk and carlos: that's it, that's the post

- carlos coming for lunch: this means tk maybe sorta texted/called carlos like "heyyyy, if your free for lunch, paul made chile :))))" and that's adorable

- mateo and carlos just being texan: ik mateo was trying to move away from telling the team about him and nancy, but the little bonding moment with carlos over the thingy they put in the chili was SO CUTE (and it's cute because like when you think of the texan of the show, your mind goes to judd because they mention it like every episode 💀) and also carlos looked so happy someone other than tk was excited to see him

- owen baiting the abusive husband: i mean it was amazing development for owen really shows his therapy has been working for him! there's also poor carlos feeling horrible that he can't actually do anything and tk giving him a reassuring smile but then owen gets punched at carlos goes all badass cop and arrests the guy with the biggest smirk like yessss pop off besties

- mateo being a short king: i mean god damn this man is so cute that he's not worried about people mocking his height, he's worried about people mocking nancy for being with someone who's so much shorter than her AND THEY'RE SO CUTE

- tk saying y'all: idk if this was intentional, but it really shows tk settling in and being really comfortable in texas, especially since he's been there for three years, in a relationship for at least two of those years with a texan, some of the texan is bound to rub off on him

- tk being all "catan is spicy": look the man was horrified when nancy suggested a new game. i mean they all were. they set a trap. BUT TK WAS WAS CUTE IN THE LITTLE DRESSING ROOM BEING ALL CONFUSED

- BISEXUAL NANCYYYYY: i've been waiting for some bi representation i'll be honest and there isn't a character i could've wished for to be that representation other than nancy. the girl radiates bi energy it's a crime it wasn't mentioned earlier

- everyone's reaction when nancy said what she said: paul being all ???? and marjan and tk looking at each other like :0 and carlos just giving her the soft :D like how adorable

- paul and marj holding hands: like is lone star about to make me root for ANOTHER otp??? how y'all so good at this huh???

- tommy talking to charles about julius: idk how i fully feel about this plot yet but i'm so happy for tommy that she's found the strength to move on :')

- duh judd and wyatt having some awesome father-son bonding time: it was so cute before a building came down almost killing wyatt and probably making judd a little more injured than he already is

- carlos and tk hosting game night: FOUND FAMILY Y'ALL THAT'S ALL I'LL SAY

look i honestly have so much more and could take about this episode forever because i genuinely just loved it so much, but i'm rambling on at this stage so 😭😭

[reeeallygood]

911 Lone Star Rewatch: 2x04

Friends with benefits! An iconic episode in season 2.

I feel like we all brushed past the fact that Owen is allegedly afraid of Rachel Maddow??? Why do we think this is?

Owen is the kingggggg of putting his foot in his mouth. Sometimes when he is talking, I'm just mentally thinking 'please shut up. Owen please. Please shut up'

Marj absolutely killing it in roller derby is so great. I wish they would show more of her doing this! Especially with all the boys there to support her! I also love how they clocked the guy rooting for her and were all immediately protective.

Poor bartender. Just trying to flirt with a hot guy and Carlos walks up with murderous intent. (I love it)

I can't remember which one of you said that in that scene where Marjan tells the guys about Salim they all look like they've never held cups before in their lives, but it is the MOST ACCURATE THING. They all look so uncomfortable holding those cups.

Owen and Gwyn paralleling Carlos and TK in this episode is so interesting. Because there are obviously a lot of similarities between Carlos and Owen so it's interesting to see how they both are avoiding certain relationship conversations because they are afraid.

WHY DO THEY INSIST UPON SHOWING US MARJ'S HAIR ALL THE TIME

Look at Carlos and TK going to the farmer's market and teasing each other and talking about settling down with the 'right person'. Little cheese balls.

TK is just so obviously Carlos' boyfriend. I don't know how Carlos was expecting them to buy that he was just a friend. Like I get that they never really acknowledged his sexuality, so he doesn't expect them to now. But also.... baby. TK was so excited to meet them.

"Fat shaming isn't okay anymore."

All of the covid masks are a bit wild to see now. Not like the surgical masks, because those are still worn. But like the face shields?? Wild.

Also my heart really breaks for Marjan in this episode.

Seeing this fight that Carlos and TK have in this episode is sooooooooooo interesting compared to the arguments we've seen them have in more recent seasons. They've so clearly grown in their ability to communicate and understand one another. And so much of it is because of how safe and secure they both feel with one another.

The way that TK says 'we got in a fight' to his parents is so cute honestly. It's just so clear that he's had these kinds of talks with his parents before. When he's had interpersonal problems and wants to be able to talk about them.

I love that Owen brought up the point about Carlos maybe not being out to his parents. I don't know if I can exactly pin-point why. But it just feels so thoughtful. And it so clearly comes from an empathetic place.

"You know I never liked that guy, even when I thought he was your brother." I love how protective Paul and Matteo are with Marjan this episode.

Perhaps and unpopular opinion... but I don't like the degradation kink 911 call that Grace has.

JUDD RYDERRRRRR. I WOULD WALK THROUGH FIRE TO MAKE SURE THAT GRACE KNOWS I LOVE HER. I LOVE ONE (1) MAN.

Carlos looks so shocked to see TK at his door. (Also TK calling himself a little bitch is so funny). He really didn't expect TK to come back and try to talk things out with him. It breaks my heart.

The face Carlos makes when TK says that his parents gave a pep talk that was more about them than about me. It is so good. "that explains a lot" cuz it does!!!! TK feeling like he's not a priority with his parents sometimes because they get so wrapped up in their own things--and so he is quick to feel like Carlos is brushing him aside even when he isn't.

The outfit that Marjan wears to tell Salim she loves him is so incredibly stunning!!!! It's so clear that she took a lot of time getting ready because she wanted him to think she looked pretty. Ugh, it just breaks my heart. Wow just realized that so many of the 126 gang have gotten their hearts broken by the first on screen relationship we see them have.

Marjan is so valid for how she responds to him saying he would break it off with Madison tonight. That would be such an immediate ick. Like red flag, red flag, red flag.

Gwyn calling Owen a charming son of a bitch is so accurate.

So I've seen other people speculate that TK was also an oopsie baby. And I kind of like that head canon because it feels very true to who Gwyn and Owen are as people. And really adds to Owen's reaction to Gwyn's surprise announcement. Because he's heard a similar one before.

Wow I feel like I had a lot of thoughts for this episode! There was just so much that happened in it. Crazy to think that we are still in the Gwyn plot arc and haven't even begun to dive into Owen investigating the arsonist plot arc. So much happens in season 2!!! Phew! Okay 10/10!

Previous episode thoughts

[1moreoffkeyanthem]

what do you like most about writing each south park character?

Oh MAN I love this question! I’ve only ever written from the perspectives of Stan, Kyle, Kenny, Cartman, Butters/Marjorine, Craig, and Tweek, so I’ll be focusing on those seven!

Stan I adore making him a massive simp like ohhhh my god Stanley Down Bad Marsh my son hes kind of a loser sometimes and we love him for it! He’s definitely one of my favorites to write and I project onto him a good deal and have a few running gags with him, like a lot of the time I put him in clothes that I actually wear, have him reference media I enjoy, make him vegetarian every single time, just… Stan. What an icon. I love when he’s just so Done with the shenanigans around him too lmao

Kyle is my other favorite, easy, like he lends himself out so well to serve as the voice of reason and there’s so much to do with his character over every au! The majority of my Kyles are very empathetic to a fault, mostly idealistic in their worldview, very introspective, which is super fun to explore! It’s also fun to delve into his hypercritical side, when he portrays a false confidence that he doesn’t feel, when he’s everyone’s go-to. I really enjoy writing style because like yeah they’re in love, but they’re best friends at the root of that, and it’s important to me that their relationship is built off that bond.

Kenny! Dude Kenny is such an inherently complex character, whether you factor in the immortality or not, but he’s so interesting because he’s kind of a comic relief character on the surface, but holds this deep melancholy. He’s another favorite of mine to write and I have so many headcanons for him, like how he’s incredibly good at reading people, super good at making friends and cheering people up. Also I LOVE making Kenny unhinged as shit, like he is my vessel for inappropriate jokes and out of pocket comments, just so much eccentricity because he deserves it damnit! King shit. Or princess shit, perhaps ;)

Ok Cartman, I had SO many hang ups writing Cartman when I first started. I had absolutely no clue how to tackle him, because I don’t really like writing truly evil characters, and when I was super new to sp fanfiction I thought that was the only way I could really do him, that or leave him out. But YALL!!!!!! Once I realized I could write him as actually caring for his friends but just being an abrasive fuckwad for the hell of it, everything changed!!! He is SO GODDAMN FUN TO WRITE like the Cartmanisms are delightful to come up with and he is EASILY one of my favorite characters to include now! His commentary is fucking hilarious and he will deadass just say anything, I can’t BELIEVE I spent so long avoiding writing him bc he’s a blast and the most unserious guy you will ever meet also he absolutely reads fanfiction that guy is devouring dead doves. One of these days I’ll make a list of my favorite cartmanisms I’ve written.

Butters/Marj, so I don’t necessarily have more of an attachment to either version, but I think my favorite thing about writing them is the speech pattern! Butters has more of a hesitant way of talking and that’s honestly super fun to translate into writing. I like making them a really nurturing character, like as the station medic in ATLCTS, but also pretty gullible to shit like pyramid schemes like in the OrangeJuiceVerse. Another character that I hesitated to write from for a hot minute because I wasn’t sure how I wanted to go about it, but Butters/Marjorine is really fun to switch up the rhythm of the prose!

BY FAR my favorite thing about writing Craig is giving him pointless beef with Stan, like when this mf does not care about shit except his bf and stripe it’s so fucking funny to me. In In The Truly Gruesome I had SUCH a blast making him so quick with the comebacks and the nonchalance like bruh he is so damn funny for no reason that’s probably one of my favorite Craigs I’ve written. His relationships with people in his life are really cool to explore too, like in the later OJV he’s really good friends with Kyle, and their differences in personality that au are super cool to work with!

Similar to Butters, Tweek is fun to write because of the distinct speech and thinking pattern! His prose, the slight stutter and hesitation, like you can tell when it’s Tweek talking. That’s part of the reason I alternated chapters in Broken Bottles From Apartment 2 between him and Kyle, because of the juxtaposition of their ways of thinking and talking. Whereas Kyle is concise and deliberate, Tweek is more scattered and sporadic, which is an interesting contrast!

Aight man that’s it for this ask, I hope I made some semblance of sense, thank u for asking about this!!!

[mercurygray]

Thirsty Thursday Friday: Dick and Joan, ❛ if you won’t take care of yourself, then who will? ❜ ? please and thank you!

Pacific Rim AU? Pacific Rim AU. Everyone can use some giant monster fighting robots.

(There's some other backstory here I'll share another time, but it will help you to know that Joan had an accident long before this scene and uses a walking stick.)

It had been a long day.

It seemed silly, saying that when you piloted a gigantic robot for a living, but it had, hadn’t it, the class three with the acid spitting and the razor claws and nearly losing Enigma Fury with a hull breach. The Shatterdome didn’t have much to recommend it in relation to, say, a luxury hotel, but there was a modest workout and weight room, a sauna (installed at the request of several visiting Nordic rangers) and ice bath (installed at the request of the station’s physical therapist.) And, for slightly more selfish reasons, there was also a hot tub - which was where Dick found himself now, slowly simmering the ache out of hard-used muscles.

Yes, the two man team for Scoundrel Easy had had, as the kids called it, a Day, so Lewis had disappeared back to his bunk and the consolations of the lovely Eileen, and Marj and Lip were still in the medbay, running a couple of tests after that hull breach had deprived them of steady oxygen, and  that left Dick enjoying the tub all on his own - a rare treat for a tired Jaeger pilot. The privileges of rank - not too many people had keys to this part of the building.

And he was just closing his eyes and relishing the silence when he heard the door squeak open, and a familiar tap-step-tap across the floor.

“Oh!”

His eyes flew open, suddenly self conscious that he was sitting here shirtless - and his visitor wasn’t wearing many clothes either. Joan looked somehow diminished in a dark blue robe, loosely tied over a two piece swimsuit, her walking stick in one hand and a towel in the other. She looked as surprised as he did. “I didn't - I'll come back later.”

Dick stood up, the air suddenly cold after the warmth of the tub. “Joan, please. There's - there's plenty of room for both of us. You need it as much as I do.”

She gave an apologetic smile. “Rangers have first dibs. I wasn't the one getting my ass kicked this afternoon.”

“But you were watching,” Dick said quickly. “And that's just as bad, sometimes. Especially when you're… used to doing something.” He couldn’t imagine what the day had been like for Joan. sitting back in the command console - he had heard her, running the coms, voice rising in fear and desperation as they tried to combat the hull breach, get Marj and Car’s oxygen back on. To have to sit down when you were once the one in the pilot’s seat - it must have been unbearable.  And she looked tired - there was no way around that. Wouldn’t you be, too, if your best friend had nearly died? “Please. I insist.”

She stared. “You insist.” He couldn't tell whether she was annoyed or amused by the phrase.

“If you're not going to take care of yourself, who will?”

She looked like she was trying to decide about starting an argument, but silence won out. She dropped the towel at the side of the pool and began unknotting her robe, easing it off her shoulders so she could carefully fold it to leave next to the towel.

She looked different, outside of her uniform - less weight in her shoulders to make her look imposing.  And then there were the scars - a horrific network on her thigh, the welts running up over her hip and underneath the line of her suit. They'd evened out some, since the pictures Dick had seen, but it still looked painful - and to watch Joan stand there, naked and without something to hold her up, was pain all its own. He realized he was staring and looked down at his hands.

She gave a small laugh. “Not much like that pinup, is it?” She grimaced as she made her way down the steps into the pool, careful not to put too much weight on her scarred leg. “It was all over the messageboards, when I was first in the hospital, guys who'd seen that poster and thought it was such a crime that the Corps had ‘ruined such a nice pair of legs’. Never anything about me - or about Harry. He would have laughed about it, but - still. It hurt different. Like I was...only valuable for being a pretty face you could slap on your locker. Or jerk off to on a Saturday night.” She eased herself down into the water and took a long, slow, steadying breath, closing her eyes for just a moment, radiant with relief.

“I'm sorry.”

She opened her eyes and shrugged, carefully making her way to the other side of the tub. “Not your fault. I just always thought it funny how everyone was beating down that door until they weren't. A crew chief just isn't as sexy as a ranger with a robot, you know?”

“Does the water help?”

She nodded. “I swim now, rather than running. Less pressure on my legs.” 

He nodded, and the two of them sat for a while in silence, Dick trying to get rid of the familiar ache in his hand by flexing his fingers back and forth. Joan watched him for a while and then propelled herself up from the bench, moving to stand across from him, the water holding most of her weight.

“Here, give me your hand. There's a massage sequence you can do for the cramping. After being in those gloves all day I know it hurts. Harry and I used to do this, after missions. It helps a lot, especially with the chemicals in the water.”

Dick held out his hand and instinctively closed his eyes, wincing at the first touch of her fingers and then letting himself relax as her fingers worked easily at the muscle of his hand, the inside of his wrists, his arm, firm but still somehow gentle. The feeling of her hands on his skin made him want to cry. He had Lew in his head every day, but he couldn’t tell himself the last time someone had touched him like this - had touched him at all. And that she would do this for him, after the day she’d had, the pain she was in - Who the hell wouldn’t want this?  He wanted to scream, or punch a wall, but she was still holding his hand, so he settled for letting the tears flow freely down his face and let her move on to the other hand in pained and grateful silence. 

If she saw his tears, she didn’t mention them, slowly working over his palms and calluses until his whole body felt light and disconnected. “Better?”

“Much.” But he didn’t want her to leave, desperate to keep this feeling as close as he could for as long as he could, and grabbed for her hand. “Joan.” Her eyes met his. “I read the mission file. You brought Jester Quiet back on half a servo array, one engine and one pilot. I think you're amazing.” He stopped, unsure if he should say the next part, not quite knowing how it would be received. “And sexy as hell.” Scars and all.

She snorted. “Lew said he wasn't sure you knew what sexy meant.”

“Lew needs to start keeping his thoughts to himself,” Dick declared, leaning over so he could kiss her. He felt her gasp at the intrusion, her whole body tense up to go on the defense, too surprised to enjoy it. Idiot! He pulled away, immediately regretting the risk. “Sorry, I-”

“Don’t be,” she begged, moving in closer and pushing him against the side of the tub so she could kiss him again. How long since someone’s touched her, he wondered, dragging his arm around her waist so he could hold her up against him, the water pulsing around the two of them in regular ripples and eddies, and suddenly he didn’t want to cry so much as - 

 “Joan, I wasn’t ever immune to that pinup, either,” he admitted quietly, in between breaths as he felt himself getting hard in his swim shorts.

Another half-laugh, a certain tightening of her arms around his shoulders. “You're allowed, if you keep kissing me like this.”

[iammissingautumn]

perhaps. 89 and butters :]

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Send me more Spotify Wrapped requests!! And also this is actually. too good for him. Or should I say.

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“Marj,” Kenny called looking up to the bed she laid on. Kenny sat on the floor, his back against the bed. She quirked her head at him. “Why do you love me?”

Marjorine stalled, taken aback by the question. She hadn’t expected it. It also felt a bit out of the blue. But she mostly found it endearing, even though she felt a bit lost when it got like that.

“I… don’t know. You’re you, I guess.” Marj tried, looking down to him. She felt a bit silly with the way she didn’t have her thoughts in order as quickly as he seemed to. Even though he was always nice to her.

Her words were followed by one of the tiny things Marjorine loved about him. He was good at hiding how he felt, keeping his changes smaller. Which Marj had never been as good as. Heart on sleeve type. And by now she was okay with it. But Kenny had a control over himself, and he was okay with it too. They had found ways to be that healthily on average. But she had spent enough years with her boyfriend to know the small things. So she could see when her boyfriend’s emotions changed in many cases when others didn’t see a difference.

But she knew what it meant when his eyebrows just barely dropped. His eyes shifted and there was a small nod. His mouth forming a small “o” as his focused almost shifted. And she knew she had her reasons, she wasn’t always the quickest in knowing how to translate her feelings, but she knew that answer disappointed him.

So, she continued “I mean I guess I’ve loved a lot of people. But I kinda have undermined it when they ‘prove’ they don’t care. So when that happens I thought it just isn’t real love. Or the relationship or experience wasn’t valid. I just stopped caring. Which I… I don’t know.”

Marj took a deep breath. Looking anywhere but at Kenny as she scrambled for the truth she was trying to share. She wasn’t made to do this like Kenny. She swore sometimes he spoke like he spent a decade thinking about it. No matter how serious or silly. No matter how much he claimed it just popped in his head.

“Sorry— that’s not an answer. I mean when we got close, I was 20. Overzealous and desperate to meet people. I had finally gotten out of the leash that hurt me and my response had been to find every person who could like me and dip my toes in. See what it was like to be loved and choose to love and do whatever the hell I wanted. But it wasn’t love it was this cycle of infatuation and lying that this was it this was the person I wanted to be with.

And now I mean I can’t treat people like they’re buffets. Loving it all without letting them know what I was really intending. What I wanted. And for awhile maybe I thought I had actually wanted them. But I didn’t I just wanted a person who was just as alive as I was and didn’t really consider what all of it meant. And I know I’m graduated and it’s been a long time since that but that’s still me. I still have to make sure I don’t get over involved with people I don’t like. I still wanna pour all my love into something so quickly and I have to make sure I don’t do it painfully. I have to make sure I don’t buy a hundred spaghetti noodle boxes because I’m on a pasta kick. And I have to make sure I don’t sacrifice myself and my time and stuff that’s valuable for me just because I’m feeling a rush.— Sorry. Let me get somewhere with this.”

Marj looked back at Kenny briefly, he had a small smile on his face. Watching her with careful eyes. She felt a bit embarrassed in the rambling but Kenny never seemed to mind. She liked his smile like he enjoyed it. She liked being enjoyed by such a pretty man.

“I guess I’m scared the me who’s loved so many people isn’t real. That I was making myself just so people can love that. That who I am is really just what everyone else wants from me. Hamburgers— I’m scared I’m crazy but I’m even more scared I’m not. ‘Cause then my family was right but if they aren’t then I have no reason to be the way that I am. And then what excuse do I have for treating all these people like they’re a story and once I learn all the parts I like I’m done cause it’s not interesting anymore.

But that’s when you came in. You taught me that all parts of me are me, but that I shouldn’t sacrifice myself for others. You taught me that I can be loved without being different then myself. That the real person I am is lovable. That I don’t have to change. And that we should be able to be ourselves while working to be kind. Because when we don’t we get to the crux of hurting ourselves and other people. And why do we do that? Do we really want to know. Maybe. But it’s more important we work towards not hurting. And— damn sorry. My focus has been a bit short this week.” Marjorine’s pace changed drastically over her words, ramping up as she kept going. Getting lost in her own words and thoughts. Like a maze.

“To answer your question. I love you because you’re you. And you spend so much time being honest to that. There’s very little other ‘why’s about it. There’s probably a ‘how’ but I don’t really understand that. Maybe if I looked around a bit harder I’m sure I could find a better reason with better words for you. But you’re much better at that then me. And that’s not really how I am. You helped me gain the will to change myself. And I’m happy with letting that be. To let you be you and me be me. Waking up next to you, sharing secrets, sticking by each other. I just pray that we’re right when we say; I love you. I enjoy being around you. I’m not going anywhere.”

Kenny stood up, wiping his eye and leaning down to get closer to her. He cupped her face with his hands. Looking her straight in the eyes.

“I love you.”

[ramblingdisaster73]

Hi! I have a, maybe, weirder question today. What is your headcanon, if you have any, on Marjan's sexuality?

I have my own but it's kind of a projection, basically that she's somewhere in the aro/ace spectrum. I see much of myself in her behavior about how she approaches other people romances and her own (nonexistent from what we know) romantic life.

In 3 seasons the only romantic plot involving her was with an arranged fiancé (which I'm totally fine with, too often in media female are given mainly romantic plots and it's nice hers revolve around other things, her personal growth). I also don't know much of anything of her culture, which doesn't help me understand if the way she is is related to that or not and in what sense, and I don't want to be disrespectful if I can. So it's hard to pinpoint for me.

I wish we had more to go on, but I tend to follow a similar thought to yours.

I feel like she would have been content if she had married Salim like had been arranged - but I don't think any love she felt for him was really romantic love. It felt more like a love we feel for a close friend that we are very comfortable with, than a passionate type love.

Her faith/religion is so important to her and I am not knowledgeable about dating as a Muslim woman, but she did say that hadn't ever had an unchaperoned date, part of me wonders if the kiss in his hotel room was their first 'real' kiss. I can see her honoring her commitments in regards to relationships/marriage if getting married is expected of her. I really think she would actually look for a romantic relationship on her own.

She values other people's romantic relationships, but absolutely prioritizes her platonic/familial relationships for herself. I thought it made sense that Mateo thought Salim was her brother - that was the vibe I got from them too.

I know a lot of people ship Marj & Paul, but I personally do not. Primarily because of her religion, from what I have read a Muslim woman isn't permitted to marry a non Muslim man. I think she would follow what her religion stated as far as a partner, but that is based only on what we know so far.

I wish we had more information - which, maybe we will get on this journey of hers. But with the info we do have, I would say aro/ace would be pretty consistent with what we have seen.

I love these questions, keep them coming!!

[paperstorm]

The 126 definitely has moments of unprofessionalism and that s3 episode was one of those. But as far as Marjan confronting Owen goes, she did it in the way that Owen would actually respond to. We've already seen how Owen rebuffs attempts to get him to see sense and the only way he does respond is when he's forced to. And thr 126 has never been formal in their hierarchy which is one of the reasons why I enjoy the show. They've always been very free and open with each other so it's not like Marjan confronting Owen was out of the blue and she did it bc she cared about him. Also, I don't think Owen meant he was proud if the 126's conduct throughout the episode, he was talking about that particular situation after the shooting and really that is on the man himself. That can't be blamed on anyone else. And I would add that the man did appreciate Owen's advice and was apparently seeking help

Yeah I don't remember specifically being annoyed about the way Marj confronted Owen. Like I said I haven't seen the episodes in season 3 that much, so I am foggy on the details, but Owen definitely needs tough love sometimes, because he's such a "everything is fine!!" when everything is definitely not fine sort of person. Sometimes you gotta give him the business and he seems to appreciate it when people are honest with him. Judd and TK both do that too, at different times.