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callmemana · 8 months

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Duckie & Cricket’s Midwestern Dumbassery: #25

[At a mission brief]

Leo: hey, I’ve got an idea-

Viper: no.

The Aviators:

Viper: oh, sorry, it’s a natural reaction. Please carry on LTJG. Wolfe.

Leo: so first we get some fuel in our jets-

Viper: Absolutely fucking not. Demerit.

Crick: *bursting into the room and slams door shut clearly panicked*

Duckie: oh god what did you do?!

Crick: nobody died!

Duckie: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT!

Tee: I have a question.

Duckie: yeah?

Tee: can a person breathe in a washing machine while it’s on?

Duckie:

Tee: obviously this is all hypothetical-

Duckie: WHERE is Cricket?

Leo: books are for nerds.

Duckie: *smacks Leo on the head with a book*

Leo: NOOOO!

Leo: MY HAIR!

Leo: DUCKIE WHHHYYYY

Leo: *sobs loudly* I LOOK LIKE TEE!!

Tee: HEY!

Leo: *sobs in corner*

Crick: *tries to slap Leo’s ass as he walks past by*

Crick: *misses, trips and falls*

Leo: *tries to catch Crick but overbalances*

Leo: *tries to hold a chair for support*

Chair: *breaks*

Leo: *falls on top of Crick*

Duckie: *watching* it’s like watching two animals do an out-of-sync and very destructive mating dance.

Pregnant Chloe: you think we have enough responsibility to bring a child into this bunch of people and raise it?

Tee: Chloe, your problem is, is that you still see us as those idiots we were at school, when we were young, stupid and mostly high. But look at us now!

Chloe:

Duckie:

Cricket:

Daisy:

Leo:

Duckie: Leo’s hair is shorter.

Teacher: Mr. Wolfe, Ms Pruitts, I know it seems worthless to even ask but, Did you spike the Snowball Dance punch?

Duckie: something goes wrong, you blame us…

Cricket: after all these years, where’s the trust?

[pause]

The Trio: yes, we did.

Crick: Duckie. Prince Charming loves you.

Duckie: yeah, I’ve heard.

Crick: so will you go out with him?

Duckie: of course not.

Crick: PLEASE, DUCKIE!!

Duckie: I’m not sorry.

Crick: you don’t understand what you’re doing!

Duckie: I’m saying no to going out with the most arrogant guy in town.

Crick: no, he’s holding my chocolates hostage until I get you to agree to date him. Duckie PLEASE!!

Whiskey: well, honestly my favorite chocolate is-

Leo: *puts a hand over her mouth* Whiskey no

[distant rumbling]

Daisy: you can’t just go around saying that word!

Chatter: she didn’t know Daze!

Daisy: but still!

[house shakes]

[Duckie & Tee walks in]

Duckie: ..she said it didn’t she?

Dragon: said what-

[door bursts open]

Crick: DID SOMEONE SAY CHOCOLATE?!

Leo: why did Wood search ‘pretty names for a baby girl’ ARE YOU PLANNING TO HAVE A BABY?

Duckie: not that I’m aware of no. Maybe I should ask him?

Duckie: *after a few minutes* no, but he said ‘we’re planning to have a niece’, so maybe you should ask yourself, are you having a baby?

Leo: am I having a baby?

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boldlyvoid · 2 years

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The Freak, Geek and Miss Indiana

18+ Spencer Reid x Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: 3 unlikely friends choose to spend the rest of their life together

Warnings: polyamory, 3 ways, smut, oral sex (m+f), fingering (m+f), vaginal sex, anal sex, condoms, teasing, praise, sub-Spencer, dom-Eddie, multiple orgasms, mommy/daddy kink

Of all the weird friend groups in Hawkins, they were a trio beyond anyone's wildest dreams. Eddie the Freak Munson, Kid Genius Spencer Reid and Miss Indiana, Y/N Henderson, have been absolutely inseparable since kindergarten. Now, however, they lived a less than fabulous life together in the Forrest Hills Trailer Park.

Eddie still lived with his uncle, but he did spend a lot of time at Y/N and Spencer’s place, just two trailers down from Waynes. Like every day, Spencer comes home from work and showers the bad coffee and stale book smell off, Eddie rolls them all a joint and Y/N prepares their munchie meal. And like clockwork, they make their way back into the main bedroom to just veg out.

Y/N had her head in Spencer’s lap while he played with her hair, her legs resting over Eddie’s lap as he caressed her soft skin with his cold rings. It was so peaceful to just be there, at peace, high, and alone with her boys who she loved so much… her brown-eyed beauties with the softest hearts and the sweetest smiles. Both like big teddy bears, they would never hurt a soul… unless that soul fucked with their girl.

Being the only polyamorous couple in Hawkins was hard. It came with a lot of names directed at them, awful, horrible things, but they never let it go to heart, not when no one understood the love they had for each other.

Spence asks Eddie about his day, he rants about how boring it is still being in high school while his partners are off having jobs and being adults.

“Just because I work at the police station does not mean I’m an adult. I’m a glorified computer,” he complains.

Y/N sighs as she snuggles closer to Spencer’s belly, basking in the closeness but always wanting more, “either of you in the mood?”

They both laugh, turning to one another, “always,” they say at the same time. “How could I not get horny with you two always around?” Eddie teases.

Some people try and ask how it started, often guessing she started dating one of them and then the other joined… really, they’ve just always been this way. It was only natural for the 3 of them to spend their alone time experimenting over the years, falling in love was inevitable, they were 3 pieces of a whole heart that couldn’t bare being shattered any longer.

She sits up and straddles Spencer first, cupping his face with her hands as she looks at him carefully and then over to Eddie who was moving in closer too.

Kissing at the same time was always funny, their noses bumped in the middle, making them giggle and rest their foreheads together for a moment. It’s when she kisses Eddie that things start to heat up, Spencer’s hands travel under her skirt as his lips tour her jaw and neck. Eddie’s hands focus on both of them, one hand in Spencer’s hair at the nape of his neck and the other lightly around her throat. His rings are cold against her hot skin, Spencer’s breath under her ear is heavy, desperate even.

She breaks away from the kiss enough to push Eddie’s face towards Spencer’s, watching them make out made her heartbeat travel south, her clit was basically thumping along to the rhythm that her hips started to follow. Grinding against Spencer’s bulge, he moans into Eddie’s mouth and Eddie’s grip gets tighter on Y/N's throat by proxy.

“Who wants what?” Eddie mumbles against Spencer’s mouth.

“Hmm?” Spencer’s barely listening, too wrapped up in his lovers.

Y/N looks at Spencer and then at Eddie, unable to pick who she wants more, “you guys can decide today.”

“I wanna bottom,” Spencer admits abruptly, trying to steal more kisses from Eddie while he smiles, getting nothing but teeth.

Eddie nips at Spencer’s bottom lip just as he tugs on his hair and prompts a beautiful moan from him. “Think you can still fuck the lady while I’m fucking you?”

He nods, “I’ll be extra good for you this time, I promise,” Spencer all but cries. “Please?”

“What d’ya say, princess?” Eddie looks to you for approval. “You wanna ruin him together?”

“Absolutely,” she immediately starts unbuttoning Spencer’s shirt as Eddie hops off their big bed to close the blinds and get everything they need for an afternoon of lovemaking.

He pulls her in for another kiss while she pushes the shirt off his shoulders and feels him up. He’s so warm and soft and sweet. His stubble is prickly as she moves her kisses south, going down his neck with open-mouthed kisses headed straight for his sensitive nipples. She brushes her teeth against the sensitive bud, making Spencer moan so beautifully.

A couple of condoms and a bottle of lube are tossed onto the bed just as Y/N slips down Spencer and off the bed, resting her knees on the carpeted floor, she unbuckles his belt and starts pulling his pants off. She takes a second to take her own shirt off, flinging it behind herself and crawling back into his lap.

With one less layer, Spencer’s hard cock is much more prominent when she grinds down on him, making him whimper. He digs his fingers into her hips, pulling her skirt up to her waist to he can watch her covered pussy move over his bulge.

When Eddie’s kneeling back on the bed, he’s in just his blue checkered boxers. Cock hard, he palms himself through the fabric. “Having fun, pretty boy?”

“Yes, daddy,” he turns to Eddie and reaches for him with grabby hands, beckoning him closer. Eddie places his hand on Spencer’s cheek, caressing his bottom lip with his thumb before guiding it into his mouth.

His perfectly talented mouth…

Y/N brushes Spencer’s hair out of his face while he sucks on Eddie's thumb, getting a better look at him as he slips fully into subspace. His eyes closed, eyes rolling back into his head as he rested against the wall.

With her other hand, she reaches into Eddie’s boxers and pulls him out, she spits into her hand and wraps it around his cock. Pumping him a few times, “how’s it feel?”

“Fantastic, princess,” he bites his lip, looking at hers before diving in for them.

When Eddie takes his thumb out of Spencer’s mouth, he’s a babbling mess, “wan it, please?” He opens his mouth and leans forward, ever the cockslut.

Y/N gets off his lap, the positions change so many times when they all had sex together, it was like a really rewarding game of musical chairs.

Eddie sits on the bed, head resting on a pillow as Spencer gets between his legs on all 4s, wasting no time before engulfing eddies cock in his mouth. “Not too good, baby,” Eddie runs his fingers through Spencer’s hair, “still want me to be able to fuck you after this, right?”

He pulls off his cock just to nod, teasing his length with his tongue and fondling his balls at the same time. He could spend the whole night between his legs if he was allowed.

It’s so hot being able to just watch. Y/N wiggles her way out of her skirt and searches the bed for the lube. Once she finds it, she runs her fingernails gently down Spencer's spine to let him know where she was going… right between his cheeks. Working him open for Eddie was her favourite part. She knew how big he was, she knew how good the stretch felt so preparing Spencer to take it, guiding him down on eddies cock, whispering in his ear that he’s such a good boy for mommy… she could cum just thinking about it.

His back arches, his legs spread, and he’s overly ready to have his lights fucked out. She gets on the bed behind him, settling down between his legs, she runs her hand over his bare ass soothingly and then replaces it with a gentle slap.

He moans around Eddie’s cock, “fuck,” Eddie's eyes flicker, “do that again, baby.”

She slaps the exact same spot on Spencer's ass, watching her red hand print come to life on his lily white cheek. He moans again, taking Eddie even deeper this time. Eddie rests his head against the pillow, jaw slack, blissed out. And then Spencer moans again when he hears her pop the cap on the lube.

She coats her 3 fingers in lube and moves in closer, spreading his cheeks slightly before she runs her finger gently over the hole. He shutters, it's just a little bit too cold but that won’t last for long. She gently starts with her index finger, pushing through the tight layer of muscle like all those times before.

“Still so fucking tight,” she praises him, knuckle deep now. She starts to pump in and out a few times, finding he's ready enough for a second finger and slowly starting the stretching over again with them both. Past the first knuckle, then the second until she can’t go in anymore, she lets him adjust and then she starts to pick up speed.

Curling her fingers, she finds his prostate from the inside, and with her other hand, she places a few fingers on his perineum to massage it from the outside too. It always made him whine, slipping off eddies cock to beg for more, Eddie simply runs his fingers through Spencer's hair and directs him back onto his cock.

“Patients, baby, you’re not ready yet,” Eddie adds his soothing words, “your moth feels sooo good, I’m not ready to give it up just yet, pretty boy. You think you can be good while mommy stretches you open for me?”

He whines again and taps eddies thigh just the once, a silent yes that was understood between them all. He’s so needy it’s adorable, and as much as she wants to drag it out and make him earn it, she also can’t wait till it’s her turn to get fucked.

She adds the third finger, pumping in and out of him with vigour and basking in the sweet sounds he made as a result.

Eddie pulls him off by his hair and grips his cock at the base so he won’t cum too soon, “careful, baby.”

“Sorry,” he pants, lips swollen, eyes blown out with lust, he was the most fuckable creature on earth.

“Don’t be, beautiful,” Eddie sits up, causing Y/N to pull out of Spencer and get off the bed too. “You ready for some more?”

He nods, “can I eat mommy’s pussy first?”

“Absolutely,” she reaches for the boxers she took off Spencer to clean her fingers off and then she throws them back to the floor. “How are we doing this?”

“Lay down, Miss Indiana,” Eddie instructs, it had been years since she won that stupid contest and yet Eddie still reminded her with pride.

Positioning Spencer in the middle of them both, still, on his hands and knees, only his partners had changed spots. Eddie rolls a condom onto Spencer first, knowing he won’t want to stop when he’s eventually ready to fuck her, and then he wraps his own cock and coats it in a generous amount of lube.

Spencer’s between her legs, eating her out before she’s even fully situated on the bed. He wraps his arms around her legs and pulls her cunt right to his face, nose deep, he favours every moment of it.

Y/N arches her back, gripping the sheets with a moan, “oh, fuck, right there, sweet boy… fuck, I was so jealous watching you suck daddy's cock like that, your mouth is so fucking good, baby.”

“Isn’t it sinful?” Eddie smirks as he lines up with Spencer's hole. He pushes in slowly and groans, “fuck, baby…”

“Tight, right?” She teases, running her fingers through Spencer's curls with a content sigh,

Eddie raises a hand and smacks Spencer's ass before really fucking him, “we really do have the best boy in Hawkins, babe.”

With every thrust, Spencer's nose bumped against her clit as he tongue fucked her. The force of the bed moving made her tits jiggle, which Eddie loved to watch from his spot behind Spencer.

“Mm,” Y/N starts to feel her orgasm bubble, knowing if she cums now she be able to cum again by the time the boys are done. Her turnaround wasn’t fast enough to accomplish that. “Fuck me, please baby, I need you deeper?”

Eddie pulls out then too, “you heard her come on.” He instructs Spencer forward more, spreading her legs and settling his cock right where his tongue used to be. “You first,” Eddie insists, watching Spencer slip inside of her as her eyes roll back in her head.

While Eddie was thick and delicious, filling her up perfectly whenever he did so, Spencer was long… huge even. With every thrust the tip of his cock kissed her cervix, deeper than she ever thought possible, she wraps her arms around him and holds him close to her body, allowing him to arch his back and let Eddie back in.

Sandwiched between them, Spencer’s in heaven. Y/N wraps her legs around them, ankles resting on the back of eddies thighs as he stays still, letting Spencers thrusts in and out of her and also control how fast he got fucked. It was always too much for him, so much sensation that Spencer just teetered back and forth until Eddie gripped his hips and used him like a toy.

The faster Eddie fucked Spencer, the more Y/N felt every time Spencer slammed back into her. She couldn’t stay quiet, releasing a slew of moans and gasps and curse words, meanwhile, Spencer just whined as he took it.

“Like that? Huh?” Eddie growled in his ear, “getting even tighter now, you close pretty boy? Is it too much being in that sweet pussy while I fuck you?”

“Y-yeah,” he mumbles.

“Sorry, what was that?” Eddie slows down, teasing them both when he really just means to torment Spencer by making him last longer.

“Yes, sir,” he says a bit louder. “Mmm dunno how much longer, sir, feels so good.”

“Thats what I like to hear,” he fucks back into him with vigour, “but you can’t cum until mommy does, you hear me?”

“Yes sir,” he reaches for a pillow and shoves it under Y/N’s hips, lifting her up enough so that he can rub her clit as Eddie trades his body between them. It’s all too much for Spencer but he tries his hardest to stay there. “Cum for me, mommy, please?” He begs while rubbing her clit in quick little circles with one hand, and he braces himself with the other.

She's trying to hold back, wanting to make him beg harder but it feels too good, the scene unfolding in front of her is too sexy… her back arches as her orgasm hits, and she grips the sheets when she really wants to run her nails down Spencers back.

Eddie knows that, so he pushes Spencer down on top of her, still inside of her, so she can wrap her arms around him and hold him close for his own orgasm. Eddie changes his angle and fucks into Spencer harder, his pubic bone still rubbing against Y/N’s clit and sending shockwaves through her whole body.

Her hands roam Spencer's back, he attacks the right side of her neck with kisses and love bites, moaning against her skin while he got fucks into oblivion. “Please, please, please?” He starts to beg, quivering against her as his knees give out.

“Let go, baby,” Eddie gives him permission.

“Cum for me,” she whispers in his ear, earning the sweetest whine from him.

Spencer's hips start to sputter and nonsense leaves his drooling mouth as he cums, cock throwing deep inside of her as he fills the condom. Eddie isn’t too far behind him either, Spencer got so fucking tight when he came that Eddie just needed a few more pumps until he was cumming too.

Roughly fucking Spencer still as he rides out his orgasm, “fuck,” he slams into him once last time and then drops onto the both of them.

“Are you trying to kill me?” Y/N whispers, squished under her boyfriend without much oxygen left… it was one hell of a way to die.

Eddie pulls out and rolls off, “sorry,” he mumbles as he takes the spot beside her and cuddles into her shoulder. Spencer’s still on top of her, cuddled into the other side, “you did so good, baby.”

“Mm, thanks,” Spencer smiles, eyes closed, he could fall asleep like this.

Y/N kept running her fingers up and down his back gently, doing what Spencer called tickling him. It was gentle, calm, sweet. The complete opposite of what just occurred.

“I love you guys,” Eddie whispers, pressing a kiss to her shoulder and then over to Spencer’s. “So, so much.”

“Love you,” Y/N whispers, she struggles to get her arm out from under Eddie, wrapping it around him and holding him closer. His face was right on her boob, his personal favourite place to be.

“Mhm,” Spencer hums, already mostly asleep, cute as ever.

“Let's give him a few minutes before we get cleaned up,” Y/N whispers to Eddie, “he’s just too sweet like this.”

“Kay,” he agrees, closing his eyes too and joining Spencer in his nap.

With both her boys snuggled up and content, close to her heart and safe in her arms, she couldn’t be any happier. This was her whole world just in one little bed, the way it was supposed to be for the rest of her life.

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spencerreidsthings · 4 years

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Drug addiction

Masterlist

One by one, people from the party the night before was brought into the Quantico headquarters. This was nothing new to the team, but the group was more significant. All these kids were coming in to do a drug test because it had only been 23 hours since the party. All the clean kids got to go home, no questions asked. The team knew that Reid’s girlfriend, Jules, would be coming through that door, and Hotch had already given him permission to speak with her as long as it was done in the conference room with the rest of the team. When Lexi, Jules' friend, came out of the place where they were drug testing people, he ran up to her.

“I’m clean,” she quickly stated.

“I know, you swear that you and Jules left that party at one in the morning?” He asked with a frantic look in his eyes.

“Yes, I promise.”

Reid took a long breath. “Good,” though he was relieved that his girl was in the clear there was still a huge task ahead of him. “Go home and get some rest.”

High school and college kids kept filing through the door. Some looked anxious, others were relaxed. It was evident to the team whose tests would come back positive. The team sat around the table in the conference room, discussing their profile when her voice cut through. “Where am I going. Dude.” She was struggling against the agent that held her arm above the elbow but paused when she saw him. “Spencer, what are you doing here?” There was a slight smile on her face, but it was short-lived.

“I work here,” he shrugged.

The pause that ensued is what the team considered the calm before the storm because what followed seemed like pure hell. “You’re a fucking cop?” Her voice cut through the room, and all eyes became glued to the action that would soon unfold. Garcia’s hands stopped typing on her keyboard, and the papers from file folders were set down.

“Well actually-” He began to explain that he technically wasn’t a cop, but she wasn’t having it.

“Since fucking when?” Reid paused and looked at her, confused. “How long have you been a cop?”

“I’ve always worked here, Jules.” He shoved his hands deep in his pockets and hunched his shoulder to become small. It was obvious to the team that she was making him uncomfortable, which brought up the question of where they met because they were apparent opposites. Spencer wore his usual sweater and tie, which she wore baggy sweatpants and a crop top. He wore converse, and she wore slip-on vans. He was put together, and she was not. There were so many obvious differences, but one similarity that overruled every possible difference. Because despite her angry demeanor, it was obvious that she was in love with him, and he was in love with her. The way her face lit up when she first saw him and the concern plastered on his was all the proof necessary.

“And you didn’t think to tell me?” She yelled, which a voice that was an octave higher.

“I told you two weeks ago after I picked you up from the gas station.” That was when she rolled her eyes, and Spencer’s body language changed. With his shoulder back, he stood taller ready to face what was coming next.

“You can’t tell me important shit after I go to the gas station.”

“Why not, Jules?” Spencer raised his voice, becoming more irritated with the lies coming out of his girl’s mouth.

“Cause I was fucking high.” That shout rang through the room, and anger radiated off of her boyfriend.

He ran a hand through his hair in frustration then dug something out of the pocket of his pants. The items jingled when he tossed them on the table. It was three coins, one with a 30 on it, one with 60 and the other 90. “Were you clean on any of the days you got these?” More silence. “You stood in front of a group of people who worked their asses off to be clean and told them how proud you were to be clean when, in reality, you were high off your ass, right?”

“Don’t act so damn innocent, Spencer.” The girl finally spits out. Inside her right sweatpants pocket, there was a handful of the same coins, which she tossed at her boyfriend. Then clanged on the floor after hitting him in the chest. “How many is that? Were you clean when you got all of those?”

“I’ve been clean for three years.” He said matter-a-factly with no doubt about relapses.

“Three fucking years, uh?” She leaned into him and pulled something out of her other pants pocket. It was a blue and green sock. “Look familiar? It should because you’re wearing the match on your left foot. If you’ve been clean for three fucking years, why the hell was this in your sock drawer?”

“Spence, what is that?”

“Why were you in my sock drawer?” He ignored JJ.

“Because I know, that’s where you put my shit, but this,” she emphasized by shaking the sock. “This isn’t my shit.” Reid snatched the sock away and took the bottles out.

“Why is this one empty?” He asked, holding one of the two bottles up.

Spencer stepped away from her giving her room to fight back, but she didn’t. She only stood there. “Reid-” One of the men in the room began to talk but stopped when Reid stopped him.

“It was full before.”

“Reid, why does it matter?” Hotch demanded.

Spencer’s realization was quiet; then, he approached his girlfriend and pulled up her sleeve. Puncture wounds were present on the inside of her arm.

“God, Jules.” He sighed.

“Why the fuck do you care?” She demanded. “If you’ve been clean for three years, why does it matter that I use it. Why do you even have it.”

“It doesn’t matter, Jules. I’m not using, you are.”

“We’re not that different, Spencer.”

“Maybe not, but the difference between you and me is that if they asked for a drug test, I wouldn’t have to ask Lexi to piss in a Tylenol bottle for me.”

“Fuck you.” She pulled the last straw.

“Do you know why you’re here, Jules?” Spencer demanded to point an accusing finger toward her. The sudden anger in his voice backed her against the wall. “Do you?” She squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head. This anger was only seen by the team one other time; when Maeve, when missing, “You’re here because at that party, five people were murdered.”

“What?”

“Five people, Jules. Now, unless you can recall the events that happened that night, you are a suspect for serial murder. Can you tell me what happened at the party?”

Her silence was answer enough, but her body language was highly interpreted by the rest of the team. Her head angled slightly down, indicated her guilt or how finished she was with the conversation. Her body, which was once pressed against the wall, was now sagging.

“Can you tell me what happened before you got to the party?” Spencer continued to grill her with questions knowing she couldn’t answer. Her silence continued and aggravated him more. “Of course, you can’t because I dropped you at the gas station.”

“I’m sorry,” the girl whispered to Spencer.

“Sorry isn’t good enough,” he whispered back. Her heart pounded because his anger was quiet, which meant that coming back from this would be hard. They had gotten into arguments before, typically when it came to her safety. Spencer has a vast knowledge of killers and kidnappers and makes sure that Jules knows how to stay safe. It was overbearing at times, causing a lot of arguments.

“Spencer-”

“Are you high right now?”

“No-”

“Don’t fucking lie to me, Jules.”

“What makes you think that I am?”

Quickly, he grabbed her left arm, pushing the sleeve up again. Taking one finger he rubbed the inside of the arm, his finger came back colored red. “At least one of these punctures are fresh. Fresh enough that you are still bleeding. Is that what you did this morning? Got called into the FBI Headquarters, but decided to shoot up first?”

“Please stop,” She cried.

“And after you found out there was a drug test involved you tried to run, didn’t you? That's why Henderson found you in the stairwell. You were running.”

She didn’t answer for a long time. She only looked around the room at all the agents and then at her boyfriend. She held his gaze unwavering in her position as though she knew what she did was wrong, but didn’t care. “Are you going to arrest me?” She finally asked. Her small voice broke through the silence.

“What?” Spencer asked

“If you’re going to arrest me, then do it, but I am not going to stand here and let you belittle me like a goddamn child.” She voice raised through her sentence.

“I’m not arresting you, Jules.”

“Then, I’m leaving.”

The team allowed Reid to take the lead on this one, so when he didn’t move to go after her, they didn’t either.

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hardfcclings · 4 years

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spencer hayes ( about )

warnings

content warning. abuse, death

stats

nicknames. spence

birthday/zodiac. may 11, taurus sun, tbd moon, tbd rising

orientation. undetermined

hometown. henderson, nevada, usa

appearance

tattoo(s). none

piercing(s). none

family

father. thomas martin

mother. allison fulton

sibling(s). virginia “ginny” calvin (sister), sam calvin (brother-in-law)

extended. beau calvin (nephew)

pet(s). bear (family dog)

health

mental. depression.

physical. none

drug use. none

alcohol use. recreational.

diet. n/a

personality

mbti. istj

moral alignment. true neutral

temperament. melancholic

enneagram. 5w6

hogwarts house. tbd

history

spencer had a very unhappy childhood. he was forced to grow up fast and take care of himself. his older sister, ginny, is seven years older than him, and was more of a mother to him than his own mother had ever been. ginny did whatever she could to protect spencer, taking any opportunity to get him out of the house, taking him out to the library, to museums, or to see old films.

when ginny left for college, spencer threw himself into extracurriculars just to get out of the house, but he quickly fell in love with performing specifically. he had cycled through a few sports he was no good at before finally signing up for his middle school drama club. there was something about being able to be anyone other than himself and losing himself in a role, in a life other than his.

at fifteen, spencer was removed from his home by child protective services after both of his parents were arrested in association with a drug bust. ginny was quick to step up and take custody of spencer, moving him to los angeles, california, where she had been living since she’d left for college.

in california, spencer moved in with his sister and her fiance. sam, the fiance, quickly got spencer in connection with a talent agent and ready to jump start his acting career. he changed his last name from martin to hayes, to remove himself from the past and keep people from tracking down his family.

spencer is just a soft boy doin his job ok! he’s a sweetie be nice to him :)

#spencer hayes ( biography )#( biography )

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Hi, I love your blog!! Do you have any recommendations for Wattpad/Fictionpress TC stories? Thanks xx?

Hi there love! Thank you for the sweet words :) I haven’t read anything on Fictionpress, but here’s a little list of my favorite stories on Wattpad that are student/teacher related.

**A Proscriptive Relationship by XxSkater2Girl16xX (tells the story of Holly and her young, hot biology teacher: Mr. Heywood, who happens to have a dark past that slowly is brought to the light)

**Tempting Her Teacher by noelcades (tells the story of Catholic school teacher Carl Spencer facing a test of his faith [note: this book isn’t overly bearing on the religious element] as he falls for his student, Juliet. Her goal for the semester? To seduce him.)

**When Summer Ends by DazedandConfused (side note: this is only a sample. It tells the story of Chloe Henderson, who sneaks into a bar and hits it off good with the hot bartender. The only problem? He’s her teacher the next day.)

I Want Mr Baker by Phoenix-54 (tells the story of Riley Spence who falls in love with Mr. Baker, and as in all good stories…his secrets eventually come to the light)

Teacher’s Pet by lovewriteread (tells the story of senior in high school Alex (f) who just wants to have a chill last year of HS, but all her plans get thrown in the air as her new English teacher changes everything)

Don’t Let Go by Definitely (tells the story of responsible Riley who has always played by the rules. But when her new teacher, Mr. Finn Evans, begins to start hanging out with her, she finds herself head over heels for him)

**= What I especially recommend!

#teacher crush books #tc books #anonymous #answered asks #age gap books

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surnames:

a abbott abernathy adair adams adkins alexander allen allison andersen anderson andrews archer armstrong arsenault ashby ashworth atkinson austin ayers

b bailey bain baker baldwin ball ballard banks barnes barnett barr barrett barry bartlett barton bateman bauer beck bell bennett benson bentley benton bird bishop black blackburn blackwell blair blake bolton bond bowen bowers bowman boyd boyle bradford bradley bradshaw brady brennan brewer briggs brooks broussard brown bruce bryant buchanan buckley bullock burgess burke burnham burns burton butcher butler byrne

c cahill caldwell calhoun callahan cameron campbell cannon cantrell carey carlson carney carpenter carr carroll carson carter carver casey cassidy castillo castro chandler chaney chapman chase chavez christian christie church churchill clancy clarke clay clayton clifford cobb cochran coffey cole coleman collier collins combs compton conley connell connolly conrad conway cook cooke cooley cooney cooper copeland corbett costello coughlin cowan cox coyle coyne craig crawford crockett cross crowley cruz cunningham curran curtis

d daley dalton daly daniel daniels daugherty davenport davidson davies davis dawson day dean delaney dempsey devine diaz dickey dickinson dillon dixon dobson dodd doherty dolan donahue donaldson donnelly donovan dougherty douglas dowd downey doyle drake drew driscoll duckworth dudley dugan duncan dunlap dunn dwyer

e eaton edmonds edwards egan elliott ellis emery erickson evans

f fallon fanning farley faulkner ferguson fernandez finch finn finnegan fischer fitzgerald fitzpatrick fitzsimmons flanagan fletcher flores flynn foley forbes ford foster fowler fox franklin fraser freeman frost fry fuller

g gallagher galloway garcia gardner garner garrett garrison garza gauthier gentry george gibbons gibbs gibson gilbert gill gillespie glass gonzales goode goodwin gordon grace grady graham grant graves gray greene greer gregory griffin griffith gunn gustafson guthrie

h hackett hagan hahn hale haley hall halsey hamilton hammond hampton hancock hanley hanna hansen harding hardy harper harrington harris harrison hart hartley harvey hastings hatch hawkins hayden hayes haynes healy heath henderson henry hensley hernandez hewitt hickey hickman hicks higgins hill hodges hoffman hogan holbrook holden holland hollis holloway holman holmes holt hood hooper hopkins hopper horton houghton houston howard howe howell hubbard huber hudson huffman hughes hull humphrey humphries hunt hunter hurley hurst hutchinson hutchison

i ingram

j jackson jacobs james jamison jarvis jensen johnson jones jordan joyce

k kane kearney keating keegan keene kehoe keith kelleher keller kelly kemp kendall kennedy kent kerr kidd kilgore kincaid king kinney kirby kirk kirkland kirkpatrick klein knight koch koenig krause

l lacroix lafferty lake lamont lancaster lane larkin larsen law lawrence lawson leblanc lee leslie levesque lewis lindsay little lloyd lockhart long lopez love lowe lucas lynch lyons

m macdonald macgregor mackay mackenzie mackinnon maclean macleod macmillan macpherson madden maher mahoney maldonado malloy malone maloney manning marsh marshall martin martinez mason massey matthews maurer maxwell may maynard mcallister mcbride mccabe mccaffrey mccain mccall mccann mccarthy mccartney mcclellan mcconnell mccormack mccoy mccullough mccurdy mcdaniel mcdaniel mcdermott mcdonald mcdonough mcdowell mcgrath mcgraw mcgregor mcguire mchugh mcintosh mcintyre mckay mckee mckenna mckenzie mckinley mckinney mckinnon mcknight mclain mcleod mcmahon mcmillan mcnally mcnamara mcneill mcpherson mcqueen mead meadows medina meier melton merritt meyer middleton miles miller mitchell molloy monaghan monroe montgomery moody mooney moore morales moran moreno morgan morris morrison morrow moss mueller munn munro murdock murphy murray myers

n nash neal nelson neville newton nichols nicholson nielsen noble nolan norris north norwood

o o'brien o'connell o'connor o'donnell o'grady o'hara o'keefe o'leary o'neal o'neill o'reilly o'rourke o'sullivan ogden oliver olson orr ortega ortiz owens

p page palmer parker parks parrish parsons patterson patton payne pearson penn pennington pereira peters peterson phillips pierce pike piper pittman pollard pollock poole porter potter powell power powers pratt preston price prince pritchard proctor pruitt purcell putnam

q quinlan quinn

r rafferty ralston ramirez ramos ramsey randall rankin ray reece reed reeves regan reid reilly reyes reynolds rhodes richards richardson riley ritchie rivera roberts robertson robinson roche rodgers rodriguez rollins romero rooney rose ross rossi roth rowe roy russell russo ryan

s salisbury sampson sanders sandoval santiago saunders sawyer schaefer schmidt schneider schofield schroeder schultz schwartz scott sears serrano sharp shaw shea sheehan shelton shepherd sheridan sherwood shields short simmons simpson sims sinclair skinner slattery sloan smart smith snow snyder somerville soto sparks spears spence spencer stack stafford stanley stanton steele stephens stevens stevenson stewart stiles stokes stone strickland strong stuart suarez sullivan sutherland sutton sweeney

t taylor temple tennant thomas thompson thomson thornton thorpe thurston tierney tilley timmons tobin todd torres townsend trevino tucker turner

u underwood upton

v vance vaughan vega vogel

w walker wallace walsh walton ward ware warner warren watkins watson weaver webb weber weeks wells welsh wentworth west whalen wheeler whitaker white wiley wilkinson williams williamson willis willoughby wilson wood woodard woodruff woods woodward wren wright wyatt

y yates york young

z ziegler

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SEARCH FOR TOMORROW: Week of May 19 - May 23, 1980

(12:30pm - 30 minutes - CBS) Chorus boy buddies Spencer and Brian arrived in Henderson. Brian arranged for Spence to meet Stephanie. Cissy got Don to confess his deeds on Kathy’s tape. Jo fretted about Martin’s gambling. Liza suggested Travis consider starting a family. Renata surprised David by renting a luxury apartment. Kathy asked Cliff to help trap Don and Matthews since the tape can’t be used as evidence. Ted blew up when he learned that Stephanie thinks he killed Beau. Sunny’s ailing.

#Search for Tomorrow #SFT #soap opera

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Duckie & Cricket’s Midwestern Dumbassery: #26

Pretty Boy: excuse me, have you ever been arrested?

Duckie: yes.

Pretty Boy: I was gonna say ‘because it’s illegal to be this cute’ but now I’m curious.

Duckie: aggravated assault.

Beau: did you call your sister dumb tonight?

Duckie: no.

Duckie: i said, ‘are you dumb?’

Duckie: I was asking her.

Beau: do you think that was appropriate?

Duckie: very much so.

Duckie: *on the phone* and if I don’t get my money, I WILL call your probation officer, BITCH!

Rick: who are you talking to?

Duckie: Tee.

Leo: I hate it when people scream.

Crick: that’s not what you said to me last night.

Pretty Boy: *opens a window*

Pretty Boy: go and throw yourself out.

Pretty Boy: you call it a near death experience…

Leo: we call it a vibe check from God.

Ice & Slider: *eye twitches*

Beau: new rule: no animals in the house.

Crick: wow, you’re really gonna throw Duckie out like that?

Beau: *whacks Crick on the head*

Duckie: Cricket stop! I promised dad we wouldn’t do anything dangerous!

Cricket: *in a child’s wagon on top of a hill* I can’t believe you would just lie to our father like that.

Duckie: *laughs & hops in the wagon w/ her sister* I’m just kidding, he doesn’t give a fuck what we do now.

Duckie & Cricket: *after doing something dumb* don’t blame us! It was like 3 am, our brain cells were sleeping!

Tee: what brain cells?

Pretty Boy: I’m not gonna fight with you!

Duckie: why, because I’m a woman?

Pretty Boy: no, because you’re scary

Duckie: oh, alright.

Leo: your eyes are so beautiful.

Crick: *putting her glasses on* thank you. They don’t work.

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Duckie & Cricket’s Midwestern Dumbassery: #29

Rick: why do you love me though, Backwoods?

Duckie: you know I married you for your money and military benefits, right?

Rick:

Cricket: yeah, Duckie and I saw two Naval Pilot idiots in the bar your first day here.

Duckie: we were like, ‘this is convenient.’

Cricket: and the plan worked.

Rick & Leo:

Duck & Crick: *high fives*

Crick: *dancing while very buzzed*

Duckie: *joins her sister, just as if not more buzzed*

Crick: *laughing w/ her sister as they dance*

Duckie: *shouting over the music* shots??

Crick: *nodded and being lead by Duck to bar*

[the sisters are downing shots at the bar then stumbling back to dance floor and clumsily dancing]

Rick: Wolfie, I’m going to cry.

Leo: me too man, me too.

Rick: … Wolfie, I’m crying.

Leo: *through tears* me too, man, me too.

Enemy: we have your son.

Crick: I don’t have a son.

Enemy: then who just asked for chocolate milk with a straw and made us cut the crusts off his PB&J?

Crick: oh fuck.

Enemy: what?

Crick: you have my boyfriend!!

[at Pretty Boy & Duckie’s wedding]

Duckie: where’s Leo & Crick?

Pretty Boy: idk.

Pretty Boy: hang on a moment.

Pretty Boy: *whispering* I wonder if Crick is single.

Leo: WHO SAID THAT ILL FIGHT YOU FOR HER HEART!

Pretty Boy: there he is.

Crick: Leo sit the fuck down or after this wedding there’ll be missing posters all over town for your ass!

Pretty Boy: and there’s Cricket.

[senior year]

Leo: I’m going to fill Mr. Lennox’s classroom with rubber chickens!

Duckie: no, you’re not.

Leo: awww, Duck, come on, you’re no fun!

Cricket: We’re gonna fill the classroom with REAL chickens. And Cows. Maybe some goats, too.

Duckie: this is why I love you.

Leo: you remind me of the sun.

Crick: why?

Leo: hot.

Duckie: *turning to Rick* you remind me of a garbage can.

Rick: … um why?

Duckie: trash.

Rick: why are we even dating?

Duckie: one man’s trash is another man’s treasure.

Rick: aww that’s kinda sweet!

Duckie: I never said I was the other man.

Leo: that’s the Duckie I remember.

Leo&Rick&Crick: *comes up with a long and elaborate plan to escape the locked barn*

Rick: I tell you what, we are incredibly smart.

Duckie: *opens the door*

Leo: …how did you do that??

Duckie: it wasn’t locked.

Leo: right.

Duckie: hang on. Three of you in one stall and none of you thought to check the door?

Crick: it should have been locked.

Leo: you know what part of you I like the best?

Crick: my hair? my eyes? my chaos?

Leo: nope, nope, and nope! It’s your smile!

Crick: but how? Yours is more beautiful!

Leo: do you know where my smile comes from?

Crick: where?

Leo: from seeing yours. So your smile is the prettiest.

Crick: *forgets how to breathe*

Leo: hey Angel, in the mood to spice things up a bit?

Crick: I can’t eat spicy foods.

Leo: no I meant in the bedroom-

Crick: I can’t eat spicy foods anywhere, Leo.

Rick: Wolfie, are you ok?

Leo: nooooooooo

Rick: what happened?

Leo: Crick, she- she-

Rick: what did she do?

Leo: she did her chores in a bikini top.

Rick: ..and?

Leo: She did her chores in a BIKINI TOP Wood!

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Duckie & Cricket’s Midwestern Dumbassery: #28

Crick: *to a pilot* I’m dating a pilot.

Merlin: oh! Iceman?

Crick: no, but he’s in his squadron.

Merlin: oh! Slider?

Crick: no, it’s-

Merlin: oh-oh! I know! Maverick?

Crick: if you just stop for a second-

Merlin: mmmh. Sundown?

Crick: no, I’m trying to tell you-

Merlin: Chipper?

Crick: no.

Merlin: Goose?

Crick: no.

Merlin: Sprawl?

Crick: no.

Merlin: Stinger?

Crick: no.

Merlin: Jester?

Crick: no.

Merlin: Hollywood?

Crick: ew, no. He’s dating my sister. It’s-

Merlin: *gasps loudly* ME?

Crick: what, no-!

Leo: no idiot, it’s me. *kisses Crick’s cheek*

Duckie: Penny for your thoughts?

Leo: *offended* my thoughts are worth more than a penny!

Duckie: no, they really aren’t.

Ice: *sneezes*

Leo: OMG the Iceman is dabbing!

Ice: I’m not, I just have allergies.

Ice: *about to sneeze again*

Leo: ooh he’s gonna do it again. Fuck it up Ice!

Beau: excuse me? I lost my daughters, Baylie & Amanda. Can I make an announcement?

Store Clerk: of course.

Beau: *leans into mic*

Beau: goodbye, you little shitheads.

Leo: a theif.

Ice: a thief.

Leo: a theif.

Ice: I before E, except after C.

Leo: thceif.

Ice: no.

[in the middle of a mission gone bad, pinned down by enemy fire]

Leo: are we dead yet?

Rick: no.

[a few minutes later]

Leo: are we dead yet??

Rick: look, if we die, I promise I’ll let you know!

Rick: I’m craving something sweet.

Duckie: *gestures to herself*

Rick: I said sweet, not spicy.

Leo: how come you’ve been so nice lately?

Duckie: what do you mean?

Leo: you’re just nicer than usual.

Duckie: I can punch you if you want.

Leo: every time I see Cricket, my heart clenches and I get all nervous.

Rick: that’s because you love her.

[later]

Crick: every time I see Leo, my heart clenches and I get all nervous.

Duckie: don’t get close to him again, you seem to have an allergic reaction.

Police: you’re under arrest for trying to carry three people on a single motorcycle.

Duckie: wait, what do you mean THREE?

Police: yes…three.

Duckie: oh, my God— what the fuck!?

Police: ma’am?

Duckie: LEO FUCKING FELL OFF!

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Duckie & Cricket’s Midwestern Dumbassery: #27

Crick: *trips over air*

Leo: haha babe, you’re so clumsy.

[later, when Crick’s not around]

Leo: *punching the air* who do you think you are, who THE FUCK DO YOU THINK-

Crick: people always tell me I’m going to hell for being Bi, as if I’m not going to hell for all the other shit I’ve done.

Rick: when was the last time you got laid?

Leo: when was the last time you came home sober?

Rick: touché.

Crick: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever had sex?

Duckie: I don’t think you’re psychologically prepared for this conversation.

Duckie: my Ma said, ‘If your friends jumped off a bridge, would you?’

Duckie: Ma, I was the one with the idea, you birthed a leader, not a follower.

Teacher: now, what are the three stages of life?

Leo: birth.

Crick: what the fuck is this.

Duckie: death.

Leo: *whispering to the paramedic before he passes out* save me, but not enough that I have to go to work tomorrow.

Another pilot from a different squad: so, what’s it like to marry so far out of your league?

Rick: *taking the guy’s drink* it’s amazing, actually. I never thought I could be this happy.

Leo: what do you do for a living?

Crick: I try my best.

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Duckie & Cricket’s Midwestern Dumbassery: #38

Rick: only geniuses can say these words really fast. Eye. Yam. Stew. Peed.

Ice: oh c’mon. No one’s falling for th—

Wolfie: IAMSTUPID

Chatter: anyone else d——

Leo: depressed?

Crick: dead?

Daisy: drained?

Duckie: disliked?

Chatter: …done… with their chores. what is wrong with you people?

John: so how did you guys get into a car accident?

Crick: well, we were driving, and there was a deer in the road that Leo didn’t notice.

Crick: so I yelled ‘Leonard, dear!’

Leo: *buried face in hands* and I responded with ‘yes, honey?’

Everyone:

Rick: mhm and on a COMPLETELY unrelated note, TK is in the hospital.

Chloe: what?

Leo: why are you hooking up the trailer and have your show number on?

Chatter: the favorite child does what she wants.

Duckie: are you thinking what I’m thinking?

Crick: get some Coors, our old red wagon, and make a water slide and then ride down all the hill?

Duckie: ok your thing is better, let’s do that.

Duckie: hey Pretty Boy, what are you eating?

Pretty Boy: a family-size bag of chips.

Duckie: that’s not family-sized… that’s regular sized…

Pretty Boy: everything is family-sized when you don’t have a family.

Duckie, Ruth, and Kat: Rick, nOo.

Pretty Boy: c’mon, Backwoods, let’s do something stupid!

Duckie: as far as I know, I already do.

Pretty Boy: you’re sitting here and reading, that’s not stupid?

Duckie:

Pretty Boy:

Duckie: you’re the something stupid Pretty Boy. christ.

[at some point at the O Club]

Rando: *pissed off* YOU SON OF A BITCH!

Wood: that’s surprisingly accurate.

Flyboys: *dying of laughter*

Crick: hey Duck, on a scale from 1-7 what’s your favorite day of the alphabet?

Duckie: purple.

Rick: ??? excUSE ME?

Leo: *takes a pull from beer* you get used to it.

John: guess what.

Leo: what?

John: no, you have to guess.

Leo: uh? I dunno?

John: your grandfather’s in a coma.

Leo: WHY WOULD YOU MAKE ME GUESS THAT???

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Duckie & Cricket’s Midwestern Dumbassery: #37

Leo: who the heck is Michael?

Tom: Commander Viper!

Ron: wait.

Ron: did you think his first name was Commander?

Leo:

Leo: no.

Duckie: damn, the power’s out.

Pretty Boy: don’t worry. I’ve got this!

Pretty Boy: *picks up Leo and shakes him violently, causing him to illuminate*

Duckie: wha-

Leo: I swallowed a flashlight.

Duckie: *on the verge of cardiac arrest* WHY WOULD YOU——

Leo: *after being knocked out* what happened? did I die?

Leo: *sees crick next to him* is this heaven?

Rick: *walks in*

Leo: oh no it’s hell.

Leo: don’t panic! I’m in charge

Tom:

Ron:

Charles:

Sam:

Pete:

Nick:

Marcus:

Jade:

Rachael:

Rick:

Rick: dude, I guess that’s why we’re panicking…

John: *walks in on the trio standing over a presumably dead body*

Trio:

Duckie, Leo, and Crick: *in unison* he was like that when we found him.

[after the mission]

Mav: Leonard, your alive!

Wolfie: mentally, arguably. but physically? yes, I am.

Rando: so, what do your two fiends bring to the table?

Leo: well Duckie’s the brains, so she basically keeps us alive.

Rando: wait, so what does Cricket do?

Leo: the most important thing— she keeps me sane.

Duckie: what’s up, sluts? Guess who got out of prison again?

Dragon: sluts?

Whiskey: prison?

Ice: AGAIN?!

Tee: did you remember the gift for the staglings?

Chloe: the ‘staglings’?

Tee: you know… Bellamy & Boone? it’s like a duckling except it’s a baby stag?

Chloe: fawn. the word you’re looking for is fawn.

Tee: …

Tee: my word is better.

Duckie: I called you like fifty times! Why didn’t you answer the phone?

[flashback of Leo dancing to the ringtone]

Leo:

Leo: I didn’t hear it.

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Duckie & Cricket’s Midwestern Dumbassery: #30

Leo: we have to cut it off.

Crick: no.

Daisy: there really is no other way. It’s stuck.

Crick: NO

Chatter: we’ve tried everything. Peanut butter, soap, it’s not moving.

Crick: I will NOT cut my hair off.

Leo: it’s only a few inches.

Crick: *imitates Leo* it’s only a few inches.

Crick: yeah, that’s not what you said last night.

Leo:

Daisy:

Chatter:

Leo: Chatter, get the scissors for me, will you?

Crick: Duck, would you say I’m a hard worker?

Duckie: absolutely. You make everything much harder than it needs to be.

Leo: including me.

Duckie:

Crick: *blushes*

Pretty Boy: *high fives Leo*

Leo: *smirks*

Duckie: damn it Dipshit. You stole my burn!

Daisy: *wearing sunglasses & sipping on a mocktail* bc your childhood best friend and girl you’ve had a crush since forever is dating someone else & I enjoy the drama.

Leo: you want me to come home? why now?

Duckie: someone said you sound like an owl.

Leo: who?

Duckie:

Leo: who?

Duckie:

Leo: WHO?

Duckie: *falls on the ground from laughing*

Leo: WHOOOOOO?!?!?!?!

Rick: hey Leo- woah, are you okay?

Leo: *laying face-flat on the floor* living is a curse and existence is a punishment.

Duckie: Crick went on a date with some guy.

Crick: *walking in* worst. date. ever. It was so damn boring!

Leo: *getting up* Life is a gift and existence is a blessing!!

Kat: Beau annoyed me today so I told him I can’t wait to see what he has planned for our special day tomorrow.

Ruth: there’s nothing special about tomorrow?

Kat: no, but there is something special about watching the color leave his face as panic takes over.

The Wolfe & Pruitts when Wolfie’s gone for a few years:

Leo: GUESS WHO’S BACK BABY!!

Crick: *sarcastically* I am guessing you. All he’ll break loose?

Leo: yes, I’ve missed you too Angel. Now gimme some sugar!

Tee: LEONARD! *runs to Leo*

Leo: TRAVIS KAMERON *tackles Leo*

Squirrel: sometimes I think they’re dating each other rather than us….

Crick: YOU THINK??

[children 12 y/o]

Cricket: *exists*

Leo: this means nothing. I’m twelve, im sure these feelings will fade.

[10 years later]

Leo: any day now.

Leo: *planning an escape from family dinner* so at exactly 8 o’clock we all need to say we’re going to the bathroom.

Cricket: it’s that a little weird?

Leo: not in this town, Angel.

Duckie: can I ask you something?

Crick: sure.

Duckie: *points to Leo trying to jump over the fence and face-plants* why?

Crick: *points to Rick trying to look into the horizon w/o sunglasses when his sunnies are on the top of his head* then why?

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Duckie & Cricket’s Midwestern Dumbassery: #32

Pretty Boy: I know you’re working but I was just calling to see if you still love me bc the way you put on your shoes this morning looked angry.

Duckie: ….

Pretty Boy: also can you bring chicken nuggets?

Leo: Daisy… I think… I think I might have a crush on Cricket…

Daisy: well, congrats! You’re officially the last one to know!

Leo: fuck me.

Crick: if you really want me to.

Leo:

Leo: what did you say?

Crick: you heard me.

Beau: my daughters are at that very special age where a girl only has one thing on her mind.

Leo: boys?

Beau: chaos.

Crick: *to Leo* why do you always let me win when we race up the stairs? You’re faster than me.

Leo: I like seeing you smile when you win.

Crick: *to Duckie* does he stare at my ass?

Duckie: yes he stares at your ass.

Wolfie: hey guys, I’m playing anagrams what words can you make with i, t, n, l, c, b, o, s, m, h, e, p, and r?

Wood: hope?

Mav: hit?

Slider: phone?

Ice: can you use a letter more than once?

Wolfie: yeah.

Ice: incomprehensibilities?

Wolfie: ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING M-

Wood: you’re incredibly idiotic, your skin is scarred and you wear a stetson.

Wood: I know what you are.

Wolfie: say it. say it loud.

Wood: *leans in close* a cowboy.

Wood & Wolfie: *cracks up laughing*

Whiskey: why’d I ever let you two watch Twilight?

[in a bar fight]

Rando Drunk: *throws a punch at Leo*

Duckie: *tackles Leo to the floor to avoid him being hit*

Leo: that was rude. Next time, a simple ‘duck’ would work.

Duckie: if I had just said ‘duck!’ I can guarantee that your response would not be to get outta the way, you’d yell ‘goose!’

Goose: you bitched?

Leo: *pointing at Baylie* dis a duck.

Leo: *pointing at Chloe* dis a squirrel.

Leo: *pointing at Amanda* dis a Cricket.

Leo: *pointing at himself* disappointment.

Crick: *crashing through the wall* N O

Pretty Boy: *says something egotistical*

Dragon: Richard Neven, always having to be on top.

Duckie: *starts laughing in the corner of the room*

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Duckie & Cricket’s Midwestern Dumbassery #24

Rick: *signs legal document with a glitter gel pen*

Cricket: how do I look Leo? *spinning around so he can see the whole dress*

Leo: you look gorgeous.

Leo: I wish I could rip that off of you.

Cricket: go ahead.

Cricket: what?

Leo: what?

Duckie: *slowly sticking her head through a bush* leo said he would like to rip the clothes off of you and crick said he could go ahead.

[leo apologizing to duckie after a fight]

Duckie: it’s ok! It was nothing, it’s not like you fucked my sister or anything.

Leo: …

Duckie: …

Leo: actually, now that you mention-

Cricket: *driving the group somewhere*

Rick: wow Crick, when did you get your driver’s license?

Cricket: my what?

Leo: *reaching for the doorhandle* I need to get out of this fucking car.

Leo: Angel, I’m home!

Cricket: where’s the twins, I thought you took them to the park with rick?

Leo: Angel I’m going back to the park, for a completely unrelated reason.

Cricket: did you leave my babies at the fucking park?

Leo: angel, come on. I accidentally left OUR babies at the park.

Cricket: …

Leo: if it makes you feel better I think Rick did the same with AJ & Addie.

Duckie: god, I hate myself, I’m such a fucking mistake.

Rick: excuse me, how dare you talk like that about my girlfriend?!

Leo & Cricket: and our best friend?!

Rick: you better take that back, Pruitt, or you’ll be forced to listen to all of the 153 reasons why we love you. Again.

[the gang is shopping for their kids’ school supplies for their third-fifth grade years]

Duckie: the babies are getting excited.

Bellamy: aunt duckie, we’re already 8.

Duckie: I know Bell, I meant your father and uncle rick. *points to a squealing Leo & Rick*

Duckie: good morning you t-

Duckie: Richard, you better be joking.

Rick: *acting innocent* whatever do you mean?

Duckie: you really got AJ a duck onesie?

Rick: Leonard did it.

Leo: excuse me? I got her a princess onesie that you won’t even let her wear.

[first day that the boys have leave]

Rick & Leo: *doing something stupid*

Cricket: I feel bad for whoever falls in love with those idiots.

Duckie: yeah something like that would be terribly unfortunate

[halfway through the leave]

Rick & Leo: *doing something stupid*

Duckie: we’re those unfortunate people aren’t we?

Leo: it would seem that way.

Rick: we have something to announce.

Duckie: we’re dating!

Cricket: wha-

Leo: hah! We already knew that.

Cricket: we did?

Leo: and we’re ALSO dating!

Cricket: WE ARE??

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