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crepesuzette2023 · 4 months

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Beatles Books as vaguely defined friends and relatives at a party you attend with a new crush, whose name you keep mispronouncing.

The longer you stay, the more trouble you have remembering what the occasion was.

The lights keep changing. Shortly after you arrived, your crush shrunk to the size of a mouse, and scurried away. You’re on your own.

The Beatles (Bob Spitz) greets you, an attractive silver fox who seems to be shunned by most of the others. You wonder why. It’s as easy to imagine him as a crying wreck as it is to imagine him on a golf course. Here, There, and Everywhere (Geoff Emerick) disrupts your musings by pulling tapes from his mouth. Seeing your discomfort, he stops and hands you a photograph of John Lennon and Paul McCartney singing into the same microphone. As he does, his pupils take on the shape of hearts. Someone called George announces his intent to poison him.

Anthology (The Beatles) saunters in, puts eight arms around you, and promises to tell you the whole story. They proceed to speak in tongues, and throw popcorn at you. Stu Sutcliffe jumps from a pendant around their neck, lands on the floor, and scurries after your crush.

“It’s always like this,” says Body Count (Francie Schwartz). “I assume you don’t want to listen to my story about a gifted woman who got locked up for depression? That’s fine, I can also talk about frottage, and a certain man’s curves.”

“Oh, stop it,” says John (Cynthia Lennon). She turns to you. “My advice is: Turn around and run as fast as you can.” She demonstrates what she means by disappearing, leaving behind a purse filled with cheerful letters and drawings of herself getting married and giving birth. Everything smells of olive oil. Francie spots Loving John (May Pang), and rushes to her, greedy for gossip. Loving John (May Pang) is everyone’s favorite, because she doesn’t really know anyone very well, but she knows how to make everyone feel comfortable by saying things that make sense in the moment.

Living the Beatles Legend: The Mal Evans Story (Ken Womack) ends up taking her home; they both live at The Fringes. Her home is a little further than his, which is just this side of Weird whereas she’s all the way in Montauk, but he’ll make sure she gets there safely.

To make up for the disappearance of your crush, Remember (Mike McCartney) cuts your hair. Each snip of the scissors slots a black-and-white picture into your field of vision. Windows in time blow noise and heat in your face, and visions of a screaming band that looks a bit like the young Beatles. Then there’s the quiet heat of summer, towels rippling on the line, and a drain pipe screwed to the wall of a house. He talks about childhood, and you’re almost there, but you never will be, because he won’t let you in. His more verbose twin, The Macs (Mike McCartney), recites letters his brother and John wrote from Hamburg, but you can barely understand what he says, because he stuffed a tissue into his mouth.

“It’s only a story,” says The Lyrics (Paul McCartney). “Pleased to meet you. I’m a storyteller myself.” He sings a love song. “I must have thought about these things when I wrote it,” he muses. “Interesting. What a mind, as Linda used to say.”

He tears a few pages from a diary he kept in Paris in 1961 and hands them to you without comment.

At this point, the party is dissolving. Crocheted furniture floats away and stretches.

“Am I too late?” Skywriting by Word of Mouth (John Lennon) squeezes himself out of the lowest drawer of an antique desk, where, judging from by his crinkly pajamas, he slept. “I’m in pieces. Mend me with glue.”

“I will, I will!” Tune In—All These Years, Vol I (Mark Lewisohn) yells ecstatically. “I’m so glad you could make it Sit down with me and celebrate the heritage of Liverpool.”

Skywriting drapes himself around Tune In, who starts purring and rutting against him.

“Excuse me?” It’s The Fifth Beatle: The Brian Epstein Story (Vivek Tiwary), torero boots clicking on the invisible floor as he strides towards the couch. A spotlight follows him. “I’m managing this show, and I insist on expanding the scene.” Around them, a hotel room forms.

Skywriting lights a cigarette. “Join us in bed, Bri.”

“Yes,” moans Tune In. “I’m so lonely. I’m the oldest of a triplet, or so they say, but the other two haven’t been born yet.”

The Fifth Beatle sits down and observes the unhinged biography losing himself in the friction of rubbing against the shapeshifting Skywriting. Finally, things reach a conclusion.

“And so,” says The Fifth Beatle, “what partially was, finished.”

“Stop repeating lines from a bad movie, Brian," says Skywriting, "you’re better than that.”

As you try to plot ways to escape through the skylight, The McCartney Legacy, Vol 1 (Sinclair & Kozinn) slides out from under the bed, a broad-shouldered lady in a bright red dress. A half-hatched alien with long legs and sunglasses squirms between her breasts, and makes mouth percussion sounds.

“Gentlemen.” The McCartney Legacy retrieves a very, very long rosary from her pocket. “Is anyone interested in an exquisitely crafted, finely wrought chronology?”

At the sound of the word “chronology,” The Beatles (Hunter Davies) crashes through the ceiling.

“Don’t fall for it!” The Beatles snatches the vocalizing baby alien from The McCartney Legacy’s chest, and kills it by wringing its neck. “Time stopped in 1968. The only valid extension are my own salacious additions. Strictly off the record.”

“I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that,” says The Fifth Beatle.

You exchange a glance with Skywriting, who is plucking pieces of Tune In from his body like children snatch pieces of dough, and sticking them in his mouth.

A camera clicks.

“Excellent.”

The Eyes of the Storm (Paul McCartney) lowers the camera, and changes into a suntanned, gleaming likeness of George Harrison. Then he changes into a fish.

“Everyone looking at the pictures will think they know,” the fish says. “They’ll have no idea!”

The floor dissolves under you. You fall into a pool, just in time to save your crush from being sucked into the drain, and after a barely audible edit you find yourself back home, with no memories at all, the taste of chewing gum in your mouth, and wearing matching tops saying, I visited Fellini’s Satyricon, and all I got was this lousy t-shirt. (ETA: I can't believe I forgot about Dreaming the Beatles (Rob Sheffield). I guess I'll have to include him in the inevitable sequel to this...thing, as the +1 of John and Paul: A Love Story in Songs (Ian Leslie).)

#Beatle books #the beatles #just me writing #my fic #(sort of)

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i-am-church-the-cat · 7 months

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Logan Sargeant is a silly little guy

@vii-tto idk why but it wouldn't let me tag you. Hopefully you see this. also @spell-of-the-rain i added things if you want to check out 75-87

But here's the list of things i know/want to know about logan sargeant

Favorite Actor is Brad Pitt

Favorite Movie is Wolf of Wall Street

Favorite food is a hamburger

Has a boat and often goes deep sea fishing

Lived in London since he was 15

Lose Yourself by Eminem is his favorite hype up song

Is a Dolphins and Heat fan

Enjoyed “No Man, No Cry” by Jimmy Sax

Drinks iced lattes with oat milk

Pumpkin spice lattes?? Edit 12/16/23: No

Has been to Wimbledon

Knows what cricket is

Has a rescue dog named Coco

Also enjoys hockey Edit 11/1/23: Supports the Florida Panthers NHL team and has gone to at least 1 of their games with his friend Kyle Kirkwood

Does he follow college football?

What does he think of the new Miami head coach?

If not for motorsport, does he think he would have gone pro in a different sport, and if so which one?

Enjoys listening to 50 Cent (is also a big rap fan in general)

Can he speak any other languages with any degree of familiarity?

Cannot draw

Can make a sandwich (other foods?)

Rates all food from one bite and with weird decimals

Gritty-ed in his f1 car

Makes the Williams photographers look like they take good photos

Does he have an English or a Florida driver’s license? And does he still have US citizenship even though he lives in the UK? What kind of visa is he on?

Top three female athletes? (Serena Williams, Simone Biles, and Megan Rapinoe are all acceptable answers)

Collects Aussies and Kiwis for friends

Does he like the snow? Prefers the heat but does he like snow?

Does he like Missy Elliot? (Requirement)

“Basic Halloween Bitch”

Calls people “mate” but in an American accent which will never stop being funny

Eye Crinkles™️

Does not have a set eye color he’s just too mystical for that

Has never been to a concert (presumably too busy with racing)

He can swim, he can drive, but can he ride a bike? Edit 11/15/23: He can indeed ride a bike

American commercial cars or European ones?

Has an older brother but is like an older brother to Benny’s kid

Likes marshmallows

Does not like black beans

Did not think apple could be chips

Knows how to sail??

Knows how to golf

Can paddle (required for any F1 driver)

Lost the F3 championship in 2020 bc of a DNF in the last race

Can he sing??

Does he drink energy drinks? Red Bull or Monster?

He and Duracell are passionately making out

Blush is very pretty

Wears a lot of baseball hats

Somehow beat jet lag (expat king)

Mostly spends his nights in but he has some nights out (presumably very interesting ones)

Has an iPhone with a blue case

He looks very pretty in blue

His eyes are sometimes blue

Blue=fav color?? Edit 11/6/23: favorite color is Ocean blue (credit to @spell-of-the-rain)

Pretty insecure (armchair diagnosed anxiety)

Close with his brother and parents but maybe not his extended family?

Is Florida State his college team?? (Worst thing a man can be is a Florida St fan) Edit 12/16/23: believing that FSU got screwed over this year is acceptable

Did he graduate high school??

Did he ever consider going into NASCAR or did moving to Europe at a young age kind of set in stone his path towards open-wheel racing?

Hair is blond/dirty blond

Does he vote in American elections?? (If he supports RonD I cannot stan)

Burger Sauce™️

Logan Hunter Sargeant, certified Frat Bro, most American man ever

Has seen peaky blinder and presumably stranger things

Knows how to carve a pumpkin but has not celebrated Halloween at home in a bit

Possibly dating some instagram model

Caused $4 million in damages, gets payed $1 million a year, and supposedly brings in $30 million in sponsors

Key phrases: “Locked in”, “Bam/Boom”, “Done and dusted” Additions 11/1/23: "Oh hell yeah", "I think you're a little lost here, Chief". Additions 11/6/23: “Yeh” (gets quieter throughout the word (how it’s one syllable??)), “on the bounce” (credit to @spell-of-the-rain i believe)

Joined the Williams Driver Academy in 2021

Got stuck in F3 bc he didn’t have the money to move up

Driver for Carlin in 2022

Former teammates include Liam Lawson, Oscar Piastri, Frederick Vesti (Edit 11/6/23: Max Fewtrell possibly?)

DOB: December 31, 2000

5'11

Had a giveaway for gloves he used to win an F4 race on Twitter in 2017 and both Lando Norris and Max Fewtrell replied

Originally his number was 3 but he switched to 2 for F1 (to much fan consternation who thought he had so many better options)

Childhood best friends with Kyle Kirkwood, a current Indycar driver

Logan's older brother Dalton raced in NASCAR until 2018

Did a commercial for Sport23

Does not have cowboy boots as of COTA 2023

Born in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida, USA

lived in Switzerland from 14-15(?)

knows the conversion rate for a kilometer

is taller than a tuna fish

Podiumed at the Macau Grand Prix in 2019

Won the CIK-FIA championship when he was 14 Additions as of 11/1/23

Loves waffles but they are not his favorite dessert

Very patriotic (oh hell yeah)

is the first American F1 point scorer in 30 years and the first one to score on home soil since 1989

Went to see the Nets in NYC (but would have preferred to see the Knicks)

has a custom Miami Dolphins jersey with his last name on the back

Claims to know all the lyrics to "Ice Ice Baby" (credit to @formulaaone) (Edited 11/6/23)

Additions as of 11/6/23:

Under the same talent agency as Alex Albon

Has the same manager as George Russell

George Russell was his mentor coming up

Went to a catholic private school (credit to @wenevrknew)

Does not like fish? (Credit to @spell-of-the-rain)

He runs weird (in my opinion as he reminds me of my brother when he was 12 (he ran very strangely))

Karted in Las Vegas when he was a kid

Can he drive a stick shift? (Alex believes he cannot)

Enjoys video games

Refers to his car as “she”

Knew how to attach a visor to his helmet prior to February(? Could’ve been March but before the season) 2023

Additions as of 12/16/23

Broke his arm in a 2014 German Karting Championship when Marcus Armstrong took him out at T1 (credit to @spell-of-the-rain )

Has gotten his head eaten by the Golden Knights mascot

If he could have any superpower, he would like to teleport

Has never flown a drone

Favorite racing movie is Talladega Nights (sad Mater noises)

Does not trust other people to drive him

Would rather sleep in then get up early

Considers himself fairly organized

His mother makes a very good sweet potato casserole

Got his habit of worrying from his mom

“Santa’s Little Helper”

Driving for Williams Racing Formula 1 Team in 2024

Got out qualified by his teammate every race of 2023

#logan sargeant #formula 1 #only one other person asked for this and they dmed me #but i'll make a post anyway #this is also an in progress list #so feel free to add stuff #logan lore list

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nuveau-deco · 2 years

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A Pair of Vases Designed by Clément Massier from the Museum für Kunst & Gewerbe, Hamburg. They are dated ca. 1899 and 1895 respectively, and were both made in Vallauris (Golfe Juan, Alpes Maritimes), France. Medium is glazed stoneware pottery.

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#vase #vessel #ceramics #late 1800s #early 1900s #clement massier #art nouveau #french design #decorative arts #stoneware #iridescent #green #orange #purple

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topguncortez · 1 year

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For better or For Worse - B. Bradshaw

pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Grace "Dragon" Bradshaw word count: 4.1k warnings: infertility, difficulty conceiving, chemical/false pregnancy, cursing, mentions of divorce, mentions of reckless flying Rooster & Dragon Masterlist | Opposites Attract Masterlist Main Masterlist

The day that Dragon and Rooster tied the knot was a joyous day. It was a small ceremony on the beach behind the Hard Deck with just their closest friends and family there. Neither one of them wanted to make a big deal out of it, if it was really up to them, they would’ve just gone to city hall and gotten it over with, but Penny and Y/N Seresin were not going to let that happen. But in the long run, Dragon and Rooster were happy that they didn’t just go to city hall.

It had been a little over six months since the wedding, and although the two of them had a plan to wait for kids, Dragon was currently staring at the calendar trying to figure out how she missed that her period was late. Her and Rooster went on a late honeymoon two months ago to Alaska, and they spent more time in their hotel suite than they did exploring.

It wasn’t that the two of them didn’t want kids. Bradley had been talking about having children of his own since the day Ella Seresin had been born. At first, Dragon wasn’t so keen on the whole kids thing, but then she spent the day babysitting Eli, and fell in love with the little boy and the idea of having one of her own. They had both agreed that when the time came, it would happen. Neither one was in very much of a rush to settle down and have babies in the first year of their marriage, but neither one was doing anything to actively prevent it either.

Dragon sighed as she opened the drawer underneath the sink and dug around in the box that held her pads and tampons for the box of pregnancy tests. Her and Rooster had a scare almost right after the Uranium Mission. By the time Rooster had made it back to her apartment with the pregnancy tests, she was sending him back out to go buy her tampons. Dragon kept the pregnancy tests around though, in case she would ever need them again, and she was lucky that she had them.

She decided to take all three of them, in case one was to come back with a skewed result. As she capped all the tests and set them on the bottom of the cabinet under the sink, she felt a wave of nausea hit her. Dragon looked at herself in the mirror, seeing if she could see any sort of differences in her appearance. Besides her period being late, she had been so tired lately. Rooster was worried about her as she could barely keep her eyes open during meetings or class. She also had a weird food aversion. Dragon loved the way that Rooster could grill up a hamburger, but even the sight of ground meat was making her want to vomit.

“Baby?” The sound of her husband's voice caught her by surprise. Dragon quickly shut the cabinet doors, washed her hands and tidied up the bathroom before going to meet her husband downstairs. If she was pregnant, she wanted to tell Rooster in a better way than him finding pissed on plastic sticks in the bathroom.

“Dragon!?” Rooster called again, his eyebrows furrowed. He knew she was home, her red ‘75 mustang sitting in the driveway.

“Yeah?” Dragon yelled back, walking down the stairs.

“Oh, there you are,” Rooster smiled and walked over to her. He planted a sweet kiss on her lips, and wrapped his arms around her waist, “I missed you.”

Dragon chuckled, “You were gone for two hours playing golf with the guys. Couldn’t have missed me that much.”

“Oh, but I did,” Rooster said and kissed her again. She hummed into the kiss and his hands slowly trailed down her hips to settle on her ass, “What have you been doing?”

“Finishing putting up our wedding pictures.”

“Did you make sure to get all the ones on my good side?”

Dragon rolled her eyes playfully and pushed out of her husband's arms, “What do you want to do for dinner?”

“Guys were thinking of coming over for a grill out, but I said I gotta ask you first.”

Dragon had to hold back a gag at the thought of hamburgers and brats. It was really the last thing that Dragon wanted to do, or have in her house, but she agreed anyway. Dragon was thankful she had gone to the store yesterday and had the fixings for some sides, as Rooster sent a text to the dagger squad telling them the cookout was on.

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“Eli! Don’t put sand in your sister’s hair!” Y/N Seresin yelled as Eli was running towards his little sister, a handful of sand in his hand. Dragon wasn’t quite sure where Eli even got the sand, but wasn’t about to ask the three year old questions. Y/N sat back down in her chair with a sigh, “Gosh, you would think it gets easier.”

Dragon laughed, “I’m guessing it does. Look at Ella and Alex, they seem to be just fine.”

“Alex hit her with a tea towel the other day, and Ella hit him with a stick,” Y/N answered.

“So it doesn’t get easier.”

“No it doesn’t,” Valerie Machado chimed in, “Javy and I decided after this one, we’re done. He’s getting the cut.” She placed a hand on her very swollen belly. She was about ready to pop with her third baby, a little boy this time around.

“Jake and I want at least one more before we are totally done,” Y/N said and looked over at her husband who was laughing loudly at something Fanboy had said, “What about you, Dragon? Any kids in the plans for you and Rooster?”

Dragon sucked in a breath and looked around. Her sister Phoenix was standing by Bob who was doing a magic trick for the Fitch, Machado and Seresin kids. She didn’t want Phoenix to overhear unless she knew for sure that she was pregnant.

“Can you keep a secret?” Dragon asked.

“I didn’t tell Javy that my dad was an admiral until our wedding day. . . I think I can,” Valerie said and moved in closer to Dragon, “Spill.”

Dragon nodded and said very softly, “I’m pregnant.”

“WHAT!?” Y/N yelled, which caught the eye of her husband. She raised her hand to ward off Jake, who just nodded suspiciously and turned back to his conversation with Rooster and Bob, “I’m sorry. . . what?”

“My period is late, and I have been having some symptoms, so I took a pregnancy test just for shits and giggles and, well, it came back positive,” Dragon said, “Please, keep it on the downlow. I want to get an ultrasound and blood work and all of that before telling Rooster and Phoenix.”

Y/N smiled and put her hand on Dragon’s forearm, “Secret is safe with me. Do you have an OB?” Dragon shook her head, “I’ll give you the number for mine. Doctor Carpenter has delivered all. . . well, just Ella actually,” Dragon and Valerie chuckled remembering the story of Eli’s birth, “But still, she was there for all my babies, and Val’s. She’s amazing.”

“And we can go with you,” Val said, “I know when I had Jennah I would’ve loved to have some support, I think Y/N can say the same.”

It was hard being a mother in the military, whether you were active or just a civilian. Valerie and Y/N were close, confiding in each other when their husbands were away. Sure, Dragon had Phoenix right by her side, but this was different. Phoenix wasn’t a mother and had no plans on ever being one. Val and Y/N knew what it was like and would be able to help Dragon in a different way than Phoenix.

“I think I’d like that,” Dragon nodded and the two women smiled at each other.

“Great! I’ll text you the office number,” Y/N said, grabbing her phone, “She’s really good at responding and usually can get you in quick.”

“Get you in quick for what?” Bradley asked, and placed his hands on his wife’s shoulder.

“For a haircut! Yeah, I was asking Y/N where she got her hair done cause it looks amazing,” Dragon said and looked up at her husband.

“Her hair does look great, doesn’t it,” Jake said, and kissed his wife’s cheek, “What was the outburst for earlier?”

“Dragon said that Eli got into her liquid foundation last time he spent the night and smeared it all over the walls,” Y/N said, and Dragon nodded.

“I swear that kid,” Jake shook his head, “Wait. . . it’s quiet. . . Eli!?”

Bradley chuckled as Jake took off looking for his youngest son, “I better go help him. Foods almost done,” Bradley kissed Dragon’s cheek before going to help corral Eli Seresin, who was hanging upside down in a tree.

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Dragon had never seen so much pink in her life. It was as if a pink color bomb went off in the waiting room of the OB’s office. Dragon had gotten in on the same day that Val had her appointment. Javy couldn’t make it, and Dragon told him that she could go with his wife. No one raised an eyebrow in suspicion at that, and Dragon was thankful. She was already planning out how she was going to tell Rooster she was pregnant. She had bought a tiny pair of RayBan caravan look-alikes, and a fake mustache with a onesie that looked like a flight suit.

“What do they usually do at these things?” Dragon asked Y/N, who was flipping through some Home and Garden magazine. That woman was always looking for new things to add to her garden.

“Standard check-up things, vitals, height, weight, blood work, urine test. Then they’ll do an ultrasound, sometimes it's vaginal if you decide-”

“Wait, vaginal. . .like. . .?” Dragon vaguely gestured towards her lower region and Y/N chuckled.

“You can say no to that,” Y/N said and Dragon sighed in relief, “They can do an abdominal one and see just fine. They’ll take measurements and estimate your due date, and then tell you to come back in four weeks. It’s easy!”

“Yeah for you, Mary Poppins,” Dragon said, and slunk back in her seat. She was terrified, but did a good job at showing it, but Y/N had come to know the girl well enough over the past couple years to know when she uses nicknames, it was because she was scared.

“It’ll be fine,” Y/N said, “The first one is always scary because it’s just a big ‘what-if’, but I promise, it’ll be okay.”

Dragon nodded, as the nurse called her name out, “Grace Bradshaw?”

“Good luck,” Y/N smiled and Dragon stood up to follow the nurse back to the exam room.

“First pregnancy?” The nurse asked and Dragon nodded, “Well, we are going to start with vitals.”

Dragon felt like she had been waiting forever as she wore an uncomfortable paper robe and laid back on the exam table. They did a full physical, running blood work, taking her vitals, doing a quick breast exam, and now she was waiting for her results to come back. She gently drummed her fingers on her belly, as she placed one arm behind her head. She kind of wished Bradley was here with her, but she wanted this baby to be a surprise. She would have plenty more ultrasounds for him to attend.

“Hello?” A voice said, knocking on the door. Dragon sat up a bit as who she presumed to be, Doctor Carpenter walked into the room, “You must be Grace.”

“Oh, please, call me Dragon,” She said and held her hand out, “No one calls me Grace, not even my own husband.”

“Pilot?” Doctor Carpenter asked, and walked over to the ultrasound machine. Dragon nodded in response, “I thought so. I’m going to take a quick look at your uterus. Open up your gown for me please, I’ll place a blanket on your lower half to keep you covered.” Dragon did as she was told, and Doctor Carpenter put a warm blanket on her body just below her belly.

“The gel is cold,” Doctor Carpenter said, and Dragon flinched as the cold gel hit her stomach. Doctor Carpenter moved the gel around slowly, pressing the transducer down into Dragon’s skin. She bit back a groan at the uncomfortableness of having a full bladder being pushed on.

Dragon watched the screen as Doctor Carpenter took different pictures, freezing the frame before moving the transducer around to get another look. It was almost scarily silent in the room. Dragon’s eyes looked at Doctor Carpenter’s face, seeing a slight frown on her lips. The doctor sighed and placed the transducer around, before turning to face Dragon.

“There’s something wrong,” Dragon said.

“Your blood work rose from flags. Your hCG hormone is extremely low.”

Dragon sat up, “But I took three pregnancy tests and they all came back positive.”

Doctor Carpenter frowned, “The cause could’ve been a chemical pregnancy. Your hCG might’ve risen a bit to be detected on a home pregnancy test, but the blood test is showing that you are not pregnant. Your ultrasound is also concerning to me,” She turned towards the picture on the screen, “From looking at it, I can see that you have scarring in your uterus, probably caused by endometriosis.”

It felt like everything Doctor Carpenter was saying was going in one ear and out the other. Dragon had spent the last three days assuming she was pregnant, planning out how to tell her husband, looking at nurseries on pinterest, thinking about how she was going to tell her command team about it. But everything came to a screeching halt in just a matter of moments. Dragon didn’t know what to do, but Doctor Carpenter helped her clean the gel off of her belly and sit up from the exam table. She handed Dragon a packet of information on endometriosis and her options on if she wanted to have kids in the future.

“Feel free to reach out with any questions, Grace.”

“Dragon,” She said quickly, and looked at Doctor Carpenter for the first time since she told her she wasn’t pregnant, “It’s Dragon.”

Doctor Carpenter frowned, “Take the time you need.”

Dragon stuffed the pamphlet into her back pocket as she walked out into the waiting room where Val and Y/N were talking amongst themselves. Both women turned and smiled at Dragon, and she didn’t have the heart to tell them the news.

“So. . . Are we going to have the next class of aviators?” Val asked.

“Yep,” Dragon said, giving them both a tight lipped smile. Both women pulled Dragon into a tight hug, and she had to fight back tears.

“Let’s go to lunch? I wanna celebrate!” Y/N said.

“Actually, I’m a bit tired,” Dragon said, “I think I’m going to head home. I’m sorry.”

“That’s okay!” Val said, “Go rest, trust me, you’ll need it.”

Dragon nodded and said goodbye to them and headed towards her car. She sat in the driver's seat, letting tears silently roll down her cheeks. Dragon had loved her mustang since she got it at the age of 18. She had built the car from the ground up with the help of her father. The thought of trading it in before, made her sick. She would do anything but trade in her baby. But, when the possibility that she was pregnant was on the table, she was all too prepared to trade in her mustang for something more family-esq. Now, the car felt like it was suffocating her. She placed her hands on the wheel and let out a sob, before resting her head against the wheel.

When Rooster came home that afternoon, he found his wife asleep on the couch. It was odd that she was taking a nap at four in the afternoon, but the look on her face looked like she needed it. He smiled to himself as he walked over to her, and grabbed the blanket from the back of the couch and draped it over her. He kissed her forehead softly, and ran his hand over her hair, before going to get a start on dinner.

— — —

One week. That was how long Dragon kept the secret about her fertility issues and her false pregnancy from her husband. Part of her had some guilt, knowing that Bradley would like to know. He had meant the words ‘in sickness and in health’ when he said his vows. But the idea of breaking his bubble, was something she couldn’t bring herself to do. So instead, she went about her life as being the loving wife and fierce fighter pilot she was.

Except, everyone could see something was off with her. Phoenix was the first to point it out, which just caused a fight to break out between sisters. Dragon had made a small mistake that she would’ve never made and it cost her the win in the dogfight against Mav. The next one to notice she was distracted was Jake, and that was only because Y/N had told him about her pregnancy. Dragon had snapped and went off on Jake about minding ‘his damn business’ which left everyone shocked, because Jake was the one person she never fought with.

When the end of the week rolled around, it had felt like it had been a whole month. Dragon was looking forward to just sitting on the couch with a bottle of wine and watching Indiana Jones with Bradley, except Jake had invited everyone to dinner for ‘some announcement’. Bradley wasn’t going to miss whatever this dinner was, partially because he was the godfather to Ella Seresin. So, Dragon pushed aside her fatigue and anguish, and got dressed in a pair of jeans and a loose shirt.

“You ready, baby?” Rooster said, walking into the bedroom, “Hey, what’s wrong?”

Dragon was staring down at the floor as she sat on the bed. She lifted her head and smiled softly at Bradley.

“Are you feeling okay?” Bradley asked, kneeling down in front of her.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Dragon answered, “Let’s get going. I don’t want to stay out too long.”

“Okay, honey,” Bradley said and pulled her up from the bed. He kissed her lips sweetly, “You would tell me if there was something wrong, right?”

Dragon felt her heartbeat in her ears. She knew how much Bradley strived for open communication. He had too many doors in his life closed and never opened again, that he wasn’t going to let that happen with you.

“Yes, love, I would,” Dragon said, and caressed his cheek. Bradley smiled and grabbed her hand, leading her down stairs to the Bronco.

— — —

The restaurant wasn’t fair from the Hard Deck, and sat right on the beach. The whole dagger squad was at dinner, minus the kids. It seemed weird seeing the Machados, Fitchs, and Seresins here without kids. Dragon felt more on the spot as Val and Y/N hugged her tightly when they had arrived. Bradley kept eyeing her the whole night, seeing as she hardly looked up from her plate, and every conversation she had was very cut and dry.

Everyone was in the middle of dinner, when Jake clinked his fork against his glass. They all looked his way, and he had a bright smile on his face as he stood up from his chair.

“So, you are all probably wondering why I dragged you here,” Jake said.

“I was told you were picking up the bill,” Payback said.

“Your callsign should’ve been ‘cheap bastard’,” Jake shot and the table laughed, “But, Y/N and I wanted to have a family dinner with just the adults, it seems as though we never get a moment with just us.”

Javy laughed, “Damn straight.”

“Speak for yourselves,” Bradley smirked and put his arm around Dragon’s shoulders. Val shot her a knowing look, and Dragon looked down at her hands.

“We get it, Bradshaws, don’t need to rub in the child-free life,” Jake said, “But without any interruptions, I would like to tell you all why we invited you here,” Y/N took her husband’s hand and stood up “and well. . .Y/N’s pregnant!” Jake announced, hugging his wife.

Rooster was the first one up out of his seat to go hug and congratulate his friend. Dragon tried to keep her emotions at bay, but she couldn’t. She felt like the room had become too hot and was starting to close in on her. She couldn’t hear anything about the blood rushing past her ears. She quietly excused herself from the group, and slipped out the back door. She thought she went unnoticed, but a certain brown haired female frowned.

Rooster sat back down next to Penny, a bright smile on his face, “Can you believe that? They’re having another baby! What if it’s twin-”

“You might want to go check on Dragon,” Penny whispered to the boy who had basically become her son in the past couple years. Rooster looked around the restaurant frantically, “She walked out to the beach.”

“Thank you,” Rooster said, getting out of his chair and hurrying to the beach. His brown eyes searched the dark beach, looking for his wife. He sighed in relief when he spotted her standing in the tide. He jogged down to the beach, and then slowed to a walk as he approached her, kind of as if he were approaching a wild animal, “Hey, are you-”

“I think you should file for divorce,” Dragon said, and turned to look at him. Bradley’s eyes widened in shock.

“Where the hell is this coming from? Wh-What is going-”

Dragon closed her eyes and let out a shaky breath, “My period was late, and I thought I was pregnant. I went to the doctor to get a confirmation and. . .” Dragon opened her eyes, seeing the tears running down Rooster’s face, “They told me I’d never have kids on my own. And if I did, they wouldn't make it to term.” Dragon rubbed her forehead, “Rooster, you want kids and I can’t give you that, so if you want-”

Rooster cut her off by placing a soft kiss on her lips. Dragon froze for a moment, and then grabbed the collar of his Hawaiian shirt and pulled him in close. If this was the last kiss she was going to have with him, then she was going to get a proper goodbye kiss. When Rooster pulled away to catch his breath, he held her face in his hands, and wiped the stray tears away with his thumb.

“Grace, I didn’t marry you because I just wanted to knock you up,” Rooster said, “I married you because you are my best friend, the one who keeps me grounded, the one I can trust to always make the right choices in the air, the one who I can always trust to be there when I land.”

“But you have talked about kids since I’ve met you. And you love those Seresin kids as much, maybe even more than me. I see the way your eyes light up when you see them.”

“My eyes light up when I see you too,” Rooster said, “Baby, having kids with you would be amazing, but it’s not the only thing that I want. And there’s other ways we can have a family. There’s IVF, there’s surrogacy, there’s adoption, and probably even more ways that I can’t even think of.”

“You’d do all that for me?” Dragon asked and Rooster nodded.

“If having a baby is what you want, then I’ll do anything to help you,” Rooster answered, “When I said ‘for better or for worse, through good times and bad’, I meant it. I’m not going to divorce you because of this. This isn’t your fault.”

Hearing those words out of Rooster’s mouth made Dragon’s lip quiver and a sob leave her lips. Her doctor said the same thing to her as she sat on the exam table hearing the results of the blood test she had done. Dragon had spent years of her life thinking that she’d be able to have kids whenever. Her friends had asked her what she was waiting for, and Dragon told them that she was waiting for the right time to settle down and have kids, because that’s what she thought. She thought that she would have time to build her career, go on a couple deployments, travel around the world before she settled down and had children.

“Honey,” Rooster said, as he pulled her into his broad chest, and held her tightly as she cried, “It’s okay. We’re going to be okay. I got you, honey.” It brought tears to his own eyes hearing his wife cry.

His father once told him, the worst thing you can ever witness is the love of your life crying.

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Some excitement and enthusiasm from the MCC 23 Lime Llamas!

The panic and excitement from Antfrost when he was able to sub in, as well as his determination to be PGfrost

Antfrost saying he's been wanting to team with Scar for a while

"I'm so glad you're on our team, because you destroyed me yesterday. You had your claws out!" -Scar to Ant

Jimmy being very impressed at Ant's dedication to getting the Mike Wazowski skin on short notice

Scar doing a Ghost of Top Gun Past bit in order to roast Timmy for not watching the movie

Scar's destressing techniques including holding a hamburger Cub gave him and petting a cat that's playing chess

"I am the slushy fairy here on MCC. I do what I can." -Scar

Jimmy turning into an advertising bot and calling for everyone to join Youtube Gaming today!

Scar giving out fries and keeping everyone salted up

Everyone one upping each other on the amount of times they rewatched the update video

Scar setting everyone up in a burger line, Ant - Cub -Tim -Scar, and pronouncing this will be the order they play the games in

Scar comparing the light show at the beginning to the Disneyland fireworks

"I always find a way to tie it back to Disneyland, you know that." -Scar

"I hope we're intimidating the other teams with our crazy cool skins." -Scar

SG being chosen and Scar asking Ant, "have you ever heard of the barn strategy?"

"They will sense blood, because I watched the vods last time and they were all, Scar Bad! Get Him! We'll stay in the shadows, and then I'll water bucket mlg them to death." -Scar

Scar going on a rant about how disrespectful and ugly capri pants are, and sliding in "Impulse, big capri pants fan, by the way."

Martyn staring at the team and Scar saying he's killed him twice in Double Life, and he'll kill him again

Jimmy trying to find allies for his refusal to use a mouse pad and in absolute contrast, Ant saying he has a special mouse pad which fits to his keyboard

Cub saying he never finished Harry Potter and asking for no spoilers, please

"I don't think Scar can read." -Jim

"I often go on long, winding monologues." -Scar

Ants beginning to crawl up Scar's legs, and Scar talking about how one time ants crawled in his ear, to everyone's great chagrin

Scar quietly saying hawkeye! in the background

Lime winning SG!

"I've got tears in my eyes, tears in my eyes!" -Jimmy

Scar having trouble saying multiplier and asking for Bdubs

Scar comparing the elevator joke to the Twlight Tower of Terror...rip to the Twilight Tower of Terror

Scar muting before AR in order to go on his winding monologues

Tim somehow thinking that there were 2 laps in the new AR map and being aghast at the fact there's 4

Scar calling PeteZahHutt "Pete the Pizza Man" in GR

Jimmy asking Scar if this is what they do in Top Gun when shooting targets, and Scar telling him that "if you bring up that sore subject again, I'll burn your barn down."

The struggle of trying to get everyone into the tubes in the golf room, with Ant trying to get everyone across and then falling off himself

"It's in the hips, it's in the hips!" -Cub

"Send me home!" -Scar

"He was too busy hitting us to think about himself!" -TJ

Scar saying he has the glasses ready for when they play RSR

Scar calling Cub the speedrunner and giving him the job of crafting during SB

Jimmy calling Sapnap's win in the last round "actually criminal to watch"

Ant finally getting into the Top 5 players, after being gatekept for so long

Scar saying it's now his time, it's slurpee time! during break, and giving every afk player (including Ant) slurpees under the name of the slurpee bandit

Cub helping Scar in this endeavor by pointing him towards which players are afk

Jimmy scolding Quig and telling him to put his glasses back on

Scar saying they can only speak in W's during PKT, greatly taxing their vocabulary, and the three of them going through the repertoire of chanting "We Will Win Whales!", "We Will Win Wales!", and "When Will We Win?"

"I've mcfallen." -Timmy

The chat calling them the Winning Wazowskis and Marvelous Mikes

"Scott hit me with no hesitation. Joel too, not even a hello!" -Jim

MD coming into the decision dome and Jimmy pointing and saying "There's our boy. There's our boy."

Scar getting the dunk and being directed to dunk Aqua, but dunking the innocent Cyan instead and getting blasted by Jimmy

"This man doesn't know his colors!" -Tim

Ant, Gumi, and Cub peacefully crossteaming for a few seconds in RSR before the platform is destroyed along with their friendship

Scar attributing his top 4 RSR performance to his glasses and the fact he was daydreaming about Disneyland

"I've actually only played BuildMart once. And I made a catastrophic mistake that haunts me to this day." -Scar

"...maybe should've mentioned that earlier bud." -Tim

"What are the snowballs in TGTTOS for?" -Jimmy

"Uh...griefing." -Ant

Cub watching Ant toss Tommy into the lava, and Scar watching Wilbur punching Eret and saying "I can't believe I witnessed a murder."

Everyone consistently calling themselves Team Consistent

"I don't think I killed anyone that time around, and I was out for blood!" -Scar

"Why is Phil standing alone in the bathroom right now?" -Cub

Scar saying he doesn't want to play BM without Grian, he wants a sand duo BM

Ant being the ultimate leader in MD

Ant getting an ace against Purple and Tim calling it a "quad freeze!"

"We didn't hold out for consistency, we said put it in the last!" -Timmy

Cub calling them the Meltdown Mikes

Cub saying that if Martyn wins this one he also wins against Covid, so it's two wins

Jimmy having no faith and believing Martyn's going to lose

Scar turning on his lightsaber during DB

"Martyn's heartbeat just went up 15 beats. Mine did too!" -Scar

Jimmy yelling "HE PLAYS THE SIMS!" when Zeuz gets the 1v3 clutch

Scar calling Martyn "the Covid Crusader" when he wins

Lime Llamas finished MCC 23 in 5th place!

#mcc #mcc 23 #antfrost #cubfan135 #goodtimeswithscar #solidaritygaming #birb's mcc recaps #me hearing about this team: on one hand no Illumina and hermits #on the other hand Antfrost and hermits #antfrost was such a good leader and so helpful the whole way through #I'm so proud of their meltdown performance!#manifesting scar and tubbo next mcc pls

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