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yeah.
the one thing that sucks ab having like 6000 blogs on diff emails is that i gotta constantly log out and log back in to all of them which leads to INTENSE inactivity on some
#IM BACK FR THO ONG#BUT MAYBE ON A NEW BLOG THATS STILL LINKED TO THIS ACCOUNT BC I BEEN REALLY HEAVY THINKING AB VICTORIOUS RECENTLY#REMINISCENCE BEEN HITTING HARD THE PAST TWO DAYS OR SO
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also of course my ass logs back into this one the day AFTER chase's birthday
the one thing that sucks ab having like 6000 blogs on diff emails is that i gotta constantly log out and log back in to all of them which leads to INTENSE inactivity on some
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the one thing that sucks ab having like 6000 blogs on diff emails is that i gotta constantly log out and log back in to all of them which leads to INTENSE inactivity on some
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Pairings | Chase Davenport x Cheerleader reader
Word Count | 1409
The hallways of Mission Creek High School were abuzz with excitement. It was the start of a new semester, and students were catching up with their friends and sharing stories of their summer adventures. Among them was Chase Davenport, a superpowered bionic teenager who had recently transferred to the school. He was anxious, this new change in environment didn't bode well for him. You see Chase was known for his intelligence and incredible abilities, which he had inherited from his bionic enhancements. This should make him cool, hot, and popular, right? However, instead, he was a short, nerdy nerd with the personality of a snobby egotistical dick, who often bit off more than he could chew. Not exactly your average pearly-tooth jock.
His brother was the cool guy. Tall, dark hair, chiselled jaw, and buff. Funny jokes, no brain but the charisma pulled through for him. He knew he couldn't compete but he wanted to at least make one friend. He made his way through the crowded hallway, eyes set on the new scenery around him. The floors were a bit dirty, but they were better than the tube he spent most of his life comfined to. So, he kept his eyes trained on the floor, until something caught his eye.
"And one, and two, and three!"
He noticed a group of cheerleaders practising their routines in the gymnasium. His attention was immediately drawn to one girl in particular. He didn't know who you were, he didn't know her name yet he felt the need to know you. Your legs came into view, perfectly visible due to the length of your skirt, or lack thereof. Gorgeous, dark, and muscular. Then, his gaze trailed upwards to your hips, they were more defined than the lot of girls in the school, and well the face card pulled full time. Plump lips, a beautiful mole, and pretty doe eyes. You were practically a doll, a pretty little thing, especially with your goddess braids done up, falling down your shoulder like a waterfall. He was simply entranced.
Then he heard your name.
"I'm sorry (Y/n). I messed up!"
"It's no problem Em, we can run it again, okay?"
'(Y/n), that's your name.' Your infectious energy and enthusiasm caught his eye. But also your beauty, but he's not shallow! He's not shallow for sure—
"Cool Kat's leading the cheer squad again." Someone shoved him aside, rushing into the gym to watch you. Now he also know your nickname is Cool Kat, and your real name was (Y/n). You were appointed captain for your incredible flexibility and captivating smile. You had always been the life of the party, lighting up any room you entered with your vivacious personality. As the cheerleading captain, you took your role seriously and put your heart and soul into every routine. You were cool, hot and popular but in brief moments he could see you tugging at the hem of your skirt and biting your lip, eyes creasing when something went wrong.
He watched you argue with someone for messing up the routine but you also helped them improve it, giving them a second chance. "Vicious but sweet," someone said. "Yeah she's Hot and cold," but she's so…dreamy.
Like any ordinary teenage boy— which ironically he was not— he couldn't help but feel a strange connection to you. There was something about you that intrigued him, something beyond your athletic prowess and dazzling smile but he didn't dare to approach you. Not yet, at least
"You know, bionic or not you could get arrested and a serious deduction in
social cred for creepily eyeing up the hottest girl in school." Bree says casually. Chase frowns. "I was not."
"You were," and now Adam joins in, stealing an apple from his bag.
"Look bro, we love you, okay? There's a lot of girls I'm sure would…date you— if you pray enough— but this chick ain't one." He felt that deep within because he believes it. He does and it hurts so he storms off.
He swore he wouldn't talk to you, he swore he'd stay away but god. He bumps into you in the hallway, such a cliché thing to do. His super strength sends you barrelling to the floor and tears well up in your eyes at the impact. It was hard, your leg began to bleed. Today was a bad day and he made it worse. "For fucks sake." your mouth was foul, he'd heard that about you too but he liked it. Not right now though, he panicked and rushed over frantically. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" and he moves over to lift you up but you don't like this. You hate it, who even is this boy and why was he touching you when you never asked for his help!? "Excuse me," You said and his arms were promptly pried off. The all knowing Chase Davenport didn't know what to do. "Hey I said I'm sorry." Chase repeats and his eyes soften. "Genuinely, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to, please just let me help you, it's the very least I could do." You were still upset, hands trembling but he gently placed his hands over you, and softly said "Breathe in…Breathe out… It was like a gust of gentle wind passed through you. Normally these exercises didn't help, but when he guided you it felt different. You could hear your heart beating slower and slower and suddenly, you didn't feel so defensive or upset. It was an accident. He wasn't setting this up to take advantage of you like other guys, he was genuinely a klutz with garbage timing. So you let him.
"Thank you, for helping me."
"Hey, I kinda knocked you over in the first place, which is so stupid of me, again I'm so sorry." But his guilt made you smile. "It's okay, stranger. I'm sorry I reacted like that. I was really defensive…guys here can be weird." And he knows, given that, you know he's not even a normal human being.
You took his features in. He seemed familiar but you couldn't quite put your finger on it. Noticing your gaze, he cleared his throat and announced "By the way, I'm Chase. I'm new here, and I couldn't help but notice your amazing cheerleading skills. You're really impressive." He didn't know where he got this confidence from, but his mind seemed to have been absolutely fucked when he saw your pretty eyes.
You turned to face Chase, eyes sparkling with excitement now. "Hey, Chase! You're one of the Devenport kids right? I've seen your siblings around." And his heart wants to sink as you mention his older brother chatting her up a few times and buying you drinks. Of course the older Davenport got to you first. Of course of course of course. "Thanks for the compliment. I'm always thrilled to meet new people, especially those who appreciate cheerleading. It's such a passion of mine! Although the circumstances are quite…undesirable," and then he's brought out of his jealousy by your words. "Your brother is so sweet but he doesn't seem to appreciate my cheerleading like you do. Say, wanna talk some more?" and to be honest he doesn't even know what to make of this, so he awkwardly shakes his head. Maybe it was a shitty prank but once they actually continued talking, Chase discovered that you were not only talented but also incredibly kind and down-to-earth. A bit snappy— he made note not to get on your bad side— but generally pretty sweet.
"Chase, you're genuine and I like that. I like you, I think we should be friends, if you don't mind that is, I totally get if you don't want t—"
"NO!" Upon bearing his output your heart sank and your eyes widen, immediately, surprised by this. Maybe he didn't like you?
"Wait not no— I meant yes, as in I want to be your friend!" and you smile.
"Then take my number."
He can't stop himself from grinning like a fool, but he holds it together.
"I— uh, I just want to tell you, while I think you're pretty I want to get to know you for more than that. I genuinely think you're an amazing person and thanks for giving me a chance." And for the first time you didn't feel like (Y/n) the vain, mean, airheaded, snappy and arrogant cheerleader. Weirdly enough this weirded you out, but it was something new and exciting and you were willing to give this friendship a chance too.
I'm in love
#BLACK IMPLIED READER ????? YEOOOOOOO I WON#I JUST CAME ACROSS TS#AND WHEN I SEEN IT DESCRIBE THE READERS LEGS AS DARK I WAS LIKE AW PURR BUT I THOUGHT A WORD WAS FORGOTTEN BC NO WAY#BUT THEN IT SAID GODDESS BRAIDS ?!?!?!?!?!
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i have never seen a man that just LOOKS like they have a peanut allergy more than chase davenport
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i would agree but bree would have to essentially raise her sibling and my girl has enough eldest daughter syndrome symptoms as it is
Leo Should've Been In Elite Force Instead Of Bree (Cont.)
So, while I was trying to hunt down the episode where Bree gets hired at Tech Town so I can find the name on her name tag, I stumbled across Season 3 Episode 5- Zip It
If you do not remember this episode, the A plot is that Bree gets hired at Tech Town, followed by Chase, giving them their own story line, while Leo, Adam and Donald have their own.
The B Plot is that Tasha is leaving for 3 days to go visit her mother, and Leo, Adam and Donald were supposed to clean up while she was away.
Instead, these motherfuckers build a rocket-powered zip line system through their fucking house.
My point is, these idiots can't be left alone, or shits gonna go batshit crazy real fast.
You wanna know how long Tasha is away before Leo and Adam come up with this Zip Line idea?
30 Seconds! And it took them under 10 to set the fucker up! Sure, they had to add the thrusters, but still
Not to mention that Adam’s original idea was to train three monkies to do their laundry for them!
Leo should've been in elite force. Because 1) Bree could be the straight man at home, 2) Chase would be the straight man in the penthouse, and 3) We'd get to see the dynamic between the three stooges: Kaz, Oliver and Leo.
Even better idea, let Chase tap into that childhood mischief, and pull Bree, Tasha or Douglas from Mission Creek for an episode to make sure they all know they still have to be responsible heroes.
Disney really missed with lref, smh
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Fun/weird thing that I noticed, but y'all know how the DavenKids are named in alphabetical order, right?
Adam, Bree, Chase, Daniel.
And, assuming that there were failed androids before Marcus, he still fits into this.
Cool, so after M, what's the next letter in the alphabet?
It's N, right?
Cool, now, follow-up question, what's Donald and Tasha's daughter's name?
It's Naomi.
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so who's gonna write the mighty med x readers. i ain't doing it myself.
#bc why is there only ONE on this website#at least that i could find#AND IT WAS KAZ 😒😒😒#I MEAN KAZ IS COOL HES FUNNY I LOVE HIM WE'D GET ALONG GREAT#BUT CAN MY NIGGA OLIVER GET SOME LOVE PLEASE ?????#mighty med#disney xd
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Does anybody else still binge watch kickin’it like that show doesn’t get old. You cant grow out of it… I also can’t stop staring at Jack brewer but that’s another topic
#bit unrelated but i love seeing photos like these#of disney stars just .. on set. having fun together#these images are so important to me they make me so happy to see#and they all have that 2012 touch#with the one instagram filter that makes everything warm
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transparent marcus to use for whatever evil desires you have
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SKYLAR STORM ICONS.
like or reblog if your save/use!
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chase reading a book alongside his s/o. he finished both visible pages the second that they flipped to it but he sits there and lets them finish and probably pretends that he's still reading too 💀
#cececore#lab rats#chase davenport#i think im gonna make 'cececore' the tag for stuff related to my oc
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lab rats photo based textposts (tap for better quality)
#lab rats#chase davenport#bree davenport#adam davenport#douglas davenport#donald davenport#tasha davenport#tasha dooley#leo dooley#disney xd
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