#miss march muffin

[skyburger]

happy 10th anniversary to the 2014 puffle party on club penguin !! this also means happy 10th birthday to the cat and dog puffles :]

[muffinlance]

State of the Muffin Report 2023-24

Happy belated birthday to my fanfics! Little Zuko turned six back in March. <3 

Behold, my annual roundup stats, because you can get fanfic from the math teacher but you can’t get the math out of the fanfic:

[id: Screenshot of an excel spreadsheet showing my 2023-24 word counts. Important info is that over six stories, I wrote 104k words, for a monthly average of 8.6k and a daily of 284 words. End id.]

Fanfic:

After not touching the birthday fic itself since 2019, Little Zuko v the World is finally finished! Woooo.

Otherwise, a slow-but-steady sort of year on the fanfic front.

Serious Face Writing & RL:

Li’s Friends has now raised $4,206.21 USD for wildlife charity, not counting gift matches. <3

Finished the second book in my original fic series, Fox’s Tongue; The Skin Stealer’s Son officially launched yesterday! (Affiliate link, so that if you happen to buy it, Amazon pays me extra money for the privilege.)

I also created a secondary tiny human, and she is a DELIGHT. She was last seen a half hour ago crawling after her brother like a particularly aggressive tripod, Hop on Pop in one hand, and slap-screaming at it until he read it to her. My children. <3

Year Six (2024-25) Goals

Fanfic: 

Gonna finish the new case of Dark Night in Ba Sing Se. Gonna finish it so good. (This is a donation fic for the winner of my Fandom Trumps Hate charity auction and is therefore due by the end of the year, so woo artificial timelines! Ah external motivations, how I missed you from my school days.)

I’m incredibly excited for Blindsiding Badgermoles, and have that same lovely external motivation in the form of my sensitivity reader, so planning to focus on that this year.

Finish the current book of Towards the Sun. We’re currently on the final field trip, so that should be very doable. —I say, using the exact same wording for the third year in a row. Honestly this one’s less a goal than a joke to see how many years it’s actually going to take me. And hey, I’ve been making progress! We now have the delight that is Lady Jun! Third year’s the charm?

Serious Face Writing & RL: 

Get a solid start on Fox’s Tongue Book Three, Face of the Wolf King.

Get out large print editions of the first two books.

Continue raising children.

Special thanks this year goes to First and Secondborn, who blessed me with the ability to still manage over 100k in a year, which is way more than I anticipated at this time last year.

Cheers,

MuffinLance

[dark-elf-writes]

The image of Percy trying to be innocent about the whole thing then his mom taking advantage of the situation to hang out with her friends is fun

“And that’s how I ended up in Hell… and also why I was late for dinner.”

Raising a demigod always led to the most… interesting reasons for her son being home late and covered in quite literally the gods only knew what (and it probably said something about how crazy their lives were that “My dog kidnapped me and took me to hell” was the best case scenario for Percy being missing she had heard since her baby had turned twelve) but Sally Jackson was sure she had never seen her little boy so… embarrassed. Percy had led an army, had stood tall in the face of the gods themselves, had bested a titan nearly single-handedly and yet now his face was bright red as he looked down at his battered sneakers as he dug the toe of his shoe into the carpet.

It was adorable, though she wouldn’t say it out loud. The poor kid looked like he had already been through enough today without adding the mortification of his mother pinching his cheeks and calling him sweet on top of it.

“I’m sure they’ve seen worse than a hellhound, sweetheart,” okay, maybe she could add some parental embarrassment at least enough for him to look at her with narrowed eyes for the pet name instead of looking like he simultaneously wanted to die on the spot and was planning how he would never die at all to avoid the afterlife. “And you weren’t this torn up about that surprise trip to your uncle’s.”

Percy scrunched his nose. “Their guarded is full of Medusa statues if anything Mrs. O’Leary was doing them a favor. But…” he sighed and let his head fall forward, the closest to shame Sally had seen on him since he had accidentally broken the cabinet when he was thirteen. “They’re just doing their jobs.”

“So, technically, was your uncle.”

That earned her an eye roll which Sally took as a win. “Okay, yeah, but like the gods deserve it. Shut up, you know you do!” The last part was directed at the ceiling after a rather irritated clap of thunder on an otherwise clear day. After a silent staring contest with the ceiling light Percy rolled his eyes and continued, “They didn’t do anything or expect anything from me just from being alive, and Ms Penny and Mr. Greg adopted Nico even though they knew he was a demigod at the time and… they’re nice. Ms. Lily didn’t even yell at me even though we messed a bunch of stuff up and made their job a lot harder because they had to work around the sleeping dog the size of a truck. Like Ha— Uncle threatened to throw me in the dungeon again, and we wrecked one jewel plant, but Ms. Lily gave me a muffin. A muffin, mom!”

If Sally could kill Gabe again, she would. If she could march onto Olympus and shake the gods who had made her baby so unused to kindness that simply not being yelled at had completely turned his world on its head until they saw the boy instead of the hero, she would. But Sally Jackson was just a mortal for all she could see clearly, so instead of screaming at that clear sky until her voice could drown out thunder she smiled and cupped Percy’s cheeks, lifting his face until he was looking at her.

“First, we’re going to go to the store and get as many ingredients as we can. Then you are going to help me make enough cookies for the gate and the desk while we talk about how something are put of the hands of even big scary demigods. Once all that is done and Mrs. O’Leary sleeps off your little adventure then you can take some cookies down to hell with you and give everyone a proper apology, okay?”

For the first time since Percy came home that day he smiled at her, still a little sheepish but honest all the same. “Blue cookies?”

“Of course blue cookies. What are we, animals?”

Percy’s laugh was the sweetest sound she had ever heard.

[80pairsofcrocs]

baby scarab || 64

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A/N : THERE IS NO MORE SCHEDULE, IM SORRY also thank you all sm for the support and requests :)))

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader, layla el faouly x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), spidey stuff, violence, language, angst, kinda rushed? angst, more angst, yelling, mentions of past child abuse, let me know if i missed anything.

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you were sat at the table in the kitchen the next morning while slowly picking at a muffin steven had made earlier.

marc sat across from you, and layla had left earlier as well.

it was silent. too silent. you could hear every drop of rain that fell on the ground a couple stories down.

that was until you decided to speak up.

"so... am i still grounded?" you ask uncomfortably.

marc sighs a runs a hand through his hair. "yes. but.. for less time. and i know this will.. absolutely break your heart but.. but..... oh motherfu- jake you do it"

"no"

"darling listen.." steven takes over. "we decided as a group.. and your mother and even khonshu agrees but... we've decided that you won't be able to be arachnid until you're eighteen.." your heart drops at stevens sentence.

"what..?" you ask shakily and marc sighs.

"i know it's hard to hear, but we really mean it this time. we can't have you out there getting hurt-"

"but you do it all the time!" you interrupt. "jake knows how important it is to me- he agrees that i should have freedom! right jake?" you look to him in the mirror and he gives you a sad look.

"wha- jake?! you too?! seriously- i- you've seen what i can do- i-" you cut yourself off, tearing up and putting your head in your hands, allows resting on the table.

steven sighs sadly. "it's okay darling, we're sorry but- you need to focus on your school work, i mean it's the beginning of march and you're failing almost all your classes! you haven't even been in school all too much either!" he raises his voice and you look up at him.

"you can't do this- it doesn't matter if i graduate i don't even know what i'm going to do in life- all i have are these stupid powers!" you tell back at him and a stern look takes over stevens face.

"no, you listen. you need to graduate, i'm not letting you throw your life away-"

"why not?! you're already taking away everything else!" you cut him off again.

steven scoffs, which is something unlike him to do. "excuse me? we are taking away one thing- and it hurts you don't you understand? it's gotten you kidnapped!" he raises his voice another notch.

you groan out of annoyance. "steven just stop- im not giving this up, i can't" you start. "there's people out there that need my help-"

"they have us, kid" marc says and you look to the mirror where he looks at you. "you aren't invincible! you're just a kid, you shouldn't be out there risking your life-"

"neither should you! what if one day khonshu can't heal you?! what- what if one day i just sit here like an idiot waiting for you to come home and you never do?!" you stand up from your seat.

"y/n we will always come home- but you however are young and inexperienced. you are more likely to die out there than we are" steven answers. "we can't lose you. we are doing this because we love you, i need you to understand that" he quiets his voice and you sigh, sitting back down.

"but that's why i-" you're interrupted by khonshu appearing in a thick fog before he turns to steven.

"we must go!" he shouts and you look to steven in a panic.

"no! i- i just got back-"

"darling listen, we will continue this when we get back but you have to promise me you'll stay here-"

"don't just leave! what's wrong with you?!-"

"casper is coming over to make sure you stay put- now we really have to go-" steven  continues to talk over you while his suit forms onto his body.

"steven this isn't fair-"

"don't talk to me about 'fair', now i love you, just stay here" steven days before leaving out the window, making you stare with wide eyes at all that just happened.

"great job 'dad'. sending my fucking boyfriend to come babysit me" you mutter under your breath as you speed walk to your room and slam the door shut, falling onto your bed face first.

that's when you immediately hear a knock at the front door and you groan out of annoyance.

"yeah okay- can't even get a fucking minute of peace" you mumble, swinging your door open to march to the front door.

you open it to see casper with a sad smile on his face. "are you okay?" he asks quietly and you sigh, dragging him in by his sleeve and shutting the door.

"i'm fine. it's not like you came here just to babysit me" you say sarcastically and sit down on the couch with your arms crossed.

casper sighs and goes to sit next to you. "i came here to make sure you're okay. and because i love you" he says honestly, and you look over to him.

"and to make sure i don't leave" you add and he shakes his head.

"even i know that i couldn't stop you if you really wanted to leave" he says and you nod. "that's true-"

"but you wouldn't. i can tell how exhausted you are right now" casper tells you and you look away, biting the inside of your cheek.

"i'm not even-"

"come on, marc told me everything that happened. have you even tried to sleep since then?" he asks and you stay quiet.

casper sighs and stands up in front of you, offering you a hand. "come on" is all he says before you take his hand.

he takes you to your room and pulls the blanket back on your bed.

you get the message and sit down, looking up at casper as he slips his shoes off before joining you.

"just get some sleep, okay? i'm worried about you" he pushes you down so that your head hits your pillow.

"i'm really not in the mood to sleep right now-" you try sitting back up and casper moves behind you to put his arms around your waist, keeping you from sitting up.

"casper-"

"you're not getting out of this and i'm not leaving until you fall asleep"

"how about you just don't leave at all"

"deal"

you smile to yourself before turning around in casper's arms to face him.

"and for the record, i love you too" you lean to press a kiss to casper's lips before burying your face in his neck.

casper sighs in content and hugs you closer, feeling almost just as tired as you were.

i'm not even two minutes both of you were fast asleep in each others arms, not a care in the world about anything that has ever happened.

meanwhile a few hours later you were still asleep, but in a different position.

you were on your back, head to the side while casper was still hugging your waist but with his face buried in your stomach.

and that's what jake had come home to.

he smiles as and shook his head before closing your door and quietly cleaning up the dried blood on his face.

it wasn't his by the way.

another hour passed and marc was extremely stressed about how tense them and you were before they left, and was almost scared of the next conversation you were going to have once you woke up.

he heard your door open a moment later and thought the worst.

that was until he realized it was casper and not you. he unknowingly let out a sigh of relief as casper approached him.

"how was she?" marc asks quietly and casper sits down next to him.

"justifiably angry" he starts. "i know that she understands why you're taking away arachnid, but it is a part of her now" he explains and marc sighs.

"i know but she's my kid.. she should be focusing on school, not listening to the news and going out to risk her life everyday" marc rants and casper nods.

"i miss her" casper confesses. "the real y/n. she used to try, like actually try. she had a job, and she tried her hardest in school but now.. she's changed so much" he takes a breath. "and i get that she's been going through things lately, like being kidnapped and- and taken by the police but- i need her back" he looks tearfully to marc, who gives him a concerned look.

"i can't let her destroy herself, i just can't" casper hides his tears behind his hands. "i love her marc. i would do anything to make her happy again"

marc puts a gentle hand on his shoulder. "i.. i know how that feels" he starts. "i'm glad she found someone like you.. and i hate that i just admitted that" casper smiles slightly at marc's comment and wiped his tears away.

"thank you, sir"

"call me marc.. you've earned it" marc mumbles and casper nods before marc furrows his brows in thought.

and that was when jake fronted, and casper noticed a change.

"you guys didn't actually have sex did you?" jake questions and casper quickly shakes his head

"no- no. we didn't..." he says.

"but?" jake adds and casper sighs.

"she.. she tried to get something started and i could tell she didn't want it" casper starts. "i.. i stopped her before anything actually happened.."

jake looks down at the ground. "..are you both okay?" he asks and casper nods.

"yeah, i.. i know she wasn't in the right headspace.... and i knew she was hurting" he finishes and jake nods.

"thank you"

casper looks confused. "for what? i just did the right thing- anybody would've done it-"

"no i.. we thank you for protecting her. even though she's technically a 'superhero' she still needs someone" jake starts. "someone like you" he admits and casper smiles slightly.

he's about to say something when you come wandering out, yawning and wiping away the tear stains from your cheeks.

nobody said anything. you just stood looking at them.

"you guys were talking about me.. weren't you?" you ask, already knowing the answer.

"all good things" casper tells you. he thought that one little lie couldn't hurt, as long as you didn't use all your energy up again from crying and being overall angry.

"does this mean you have to go home?" you ask him, not even bothering to acknowledge jake.

casper sighs. "i believe it does.. but we will see each other at school tomorrow, and i can help you get caught up" he offers while standing up.

you simply nod and tiredly walk over to him, wrapping your arms around him waist in a hug.

casper hugs you back and when you let go he heads to the door.

"i'll see you tomorrow, y/n. take care of yourself for me" he says before leaving.

you stare at the door for a moment before looking hesitantly at jake.

there was an awkward silence before either of you said anything.

"are you still mad at us?" jake asks which earns a scoff from marc at his bad choice in starting a conversation.

you furrow your brows and cross your arms in front of your chest. "what do you think, dip shit?" you retort and jake stands up with his hands on his hips.

"disculpe?" jake responds and you look away from him with a shake of your head.

"hey- look at me when i'm talking to you" he says sternly so with attitude, you look back at jake, who seemed to switch.

"don't call him that" steven starts, taking his hands off his hips to put them in his sweaters pockets. "you don't get to swear at us like that-"

"yeah? but what stopped me before?" you interrupt and steven takes a deep breath.

"don't interrupt me, and when you did it before it wasn't to hurt us- you better apologize to him or so help me-"

"so help you what? what are you going to do? send my boyfriend back here to babysit me while you go fuck around in your stupid suit?" you start angrily. "how about taking my phone- oh wait! you already have! god knows when i'll fucking get it back!"

"you watch your tone-"

"i'm not finished 'steven'" you say his name as if it's a curse in your mouth. "bet you're regretting adopting me now, huh? it's all been shits and giggles up until you took everything away from me! first my phone- and- and then arachnid- what's next?! are you going to starve me?! resort to beating me, because i damn well deserve it!"

stevens eyes widen at your words and the fact that your angrily yelling at him, marc and jake are just as shocked but can't find anything to possibly say.

"why did you even adopt me?! why bother trying- you've never been around kids before- and marc's had a bunch of trauma associated with it so why?!" you yell in stevens face and he hesitates in putting a hand on each of your shoulders.

"listen. we love you y/n, please just tell us why you're so worked up" he offers quietly and calmly and you stare up at him confused.

"..what...- you- answer my damn question!" you shove his hands off you you.

"we adopted you because we all saw part of ourselves in you.." steven starts.

that's when marc fronted. it was getting to be a bit too much for steven.

"even before jake.. me and steven both saw a part of ourselves in you. and you were hurting. you were overworked with school and your job, and you were being bullied at school- we had to at least help you" he starts and you calm down enough to listen.

"we.. grew attached. we became protective over you because we saw you as our kid. i have always had trouble expressing.. feelings... and so have you now please, please just tell us what's bothering you" he takes a breath. "please baby, i know you're hurting just tell us how we can help you" his voice breaks at the end of his sentence and you look down at the ground.

it's silent for a minute while you try and hold back tears.

"i.. if i can't help then what's the point..?" you start slowly, still staring at the floor. "i don't want to just sit here and do nothing... nobody else knows what's going on out there with harrow- and- and all that shit- i just want to stop it. it's my fault" you take a deep breath.

"i should've died out there where my mother left me.." you manage to rasp out before marc looks at you in absolute terror.

he moves his hands to each side of your face to lift your head up so he could look you in the eyes.

"don't you ever say that again, you hear me? nothing is your fault- and we're sorry for being so hard on you when you got home but you need to learn. you need to have a life outside arachnid, where you can get a job you love- maybe have a family of your own one day but you can't do that it you're constantly being hurt physically and emotionally" he pauses. "you need a break"

you don't say anything but your eyes gather with tears as you take in a shaky breath.

"..i'm sorry...." you manage to squeak out before tumbling into full blown sobs.

"i'm so sorry- i didn't mean to yell at you guys! i know why you do these things and i shouldn't take my anger out on you it's not fair! i'm sorry- i'm so so sorry-!" you get pulled into marc's chest, and your arms fall around his shoulders as you cry your heart out into his shirt.

"shh.. it's okay, we know you. we know you don't mean those things-"

"no marc you don't understand! i've been a horrible person to you guys and you didn't even do anything-"

"no. stop thinking like that, okay? i only want to hear you say good things about yourself, none of this self deprecating bullshit" marc rubs your back as you calm down, and you refuse to look up at him.

"i'm sorry.." you wipe your face. "stevens suit isn't stupid.. it's great" you sniff.

"it's okay darling, are you feeling better?" steven speaks up through the mirror on the wall.

"i shouldn't have yelled at you.." you say quietly, and wipe at your wet cheeks again.

"it's alright, you were just blowing off steam.. but next time just talk to us okay?" steven requests gently and you nod.

"good, now you seriously need to eat something, you're going to pass out from exhaustion" marc says and guides you back to the kitchen table where your muffin still sits from earlier in the day.

"if you want something else-"

"no.. it's fine" you cut him off and start taking small bites of the muffin.

you eat your muffin while marc sits across from you at the table, trying to decide if he should say anything.

he overall decides to, with the help of steven and jake.

"is there anything else bothering you..?" he asks and you look up at him and nod slightly.

he tilts his head at you as if asking you to go on.

you sigh and look down at the table, specifically the empty muffin wrapper.

"i just.. i miss how we used to be. i've been a terrible girlfriend to casper too.." you voice your worries and marc sighs.

"i miss you too. you lost yourself for a while and we are all here to help you, you know that" he starts. "and don't worry about casper. that kid loves you so much, i've seen it"

you look up at him and nod, slowly standing up from your chair, making marc do the same.

you slowly walk over to him to snake your arms around his waist and rest your forehead on his chest.

marc gently puts a hand around the back of your head and the other around your shoulder.

"it's okay. you'll be okay, kid" he tells you, which makes you tear up again.

you stood there with him for what felt like hours, and he didn't mind one bit.

steven and jake let him have this moment with you, letting him hold you while you calmed yourself.

who knows what the future would bring from here?

would you turn yourself around? would you go back to being an angst teenager?

but more importantly, would you lose someone close to you..?

i guess we won't know until later.

much later.

you thought this was going to be the end of this little chapter of your life didn't you?

tsk. you should know me better than that by now-

anyways, now, you're doing much better. it was now middle of april and you've gotten your grades up to C's, you get your phone for the day, and your dads take it at night and charge it in the kitchen.

your cats are no longer kittens, they have matured to the point where they fight for a spot on your bed, and whoever loses has to usually sleep with marc.

you'd gone on a couple dates with casper, who had gotten his first job at an ice cream parlor about 5 minutes away from his house.

so of course, he had to spoil you and take you to a fancy restaurant.

with a live quartet too. he wore the nicest clothes he had, and you did as well.

layla lent you an old dress of hers for the occasion, it was dark red with gold accents around the trim.

casper thought you crash landed there from heaven that night.

now back to present day, casper was walking you home from school while you fidgeted with your phone.

casper noticed the nervous tick, so he spoke up. "hey, you feeling alright?" he asks and you nod slightly.

"yeah.. just.. evie asked me to go to a party with her tonight and i'm nervous to ask my dads" you voice your worries and casper hums.

"well the worst they can do is say no" he points out and you turn your head to smile at him.

"i know. i guess i just needed reassurance, so thank you" you say kindly and casper opens the door to your apartment building for you.

"it's no problem. do you want me to come up with you?" he asks.

"no, that's okay. you should get home and get your brace off, i know it's been itching lately" you offer and casper chuckles.

"well i'll see you tomorrow then" he smiles.

you nod and lean in to give him a quick peck on the lips before backing up to the elevator.

"i love you, see you tomorrow" you smile and he waves before leaving.

you get a bit nervous in the elevator, watching the numbers rise as you reach your floor.

'the worst they can do is say no' you chant in your head before unlocking the door.

you walk in and leave your bag by the door while steven made tea at the stove.

"hey darling, how was school?" he turns to you for a second with a grin.

"it was good.." you say and steven turns to you with a confused look on his face.

"and..?" he asks and you fidget with your fingers before looking up at him.

"evie invited me to a party tonight.." you say quietly and steven looks over to the mirror on the wall.

"but it's fine if you want me to stay here i understand-"

"how much homework do you have?" marc asks and you blink a few times before answering.

"casper helped me finish it all during lunch"

marc sighs before nodding to steven.

"you can.. you can be out until 11 at the latest. and we will drive you there and back. you're lucky it's a weekend" he jokes and you smile at him.

"you mean it? i can go?" you ask excitedly.

steven nods. "you've been doing better, i think.. we think it'll be a nice reward for you, to keep you motivated, you know?"

"thank you!" you rush to hug steven and both marc and jake smile at you through the mirror.

steven reluctantly pulls away as jake speaks up. "now go clean your room"

"okay!- thanks dads!" you yell as you run to your room to begin cleaning.

i mean, what's the harm in letting you go to a party with your friend?

you've pulled yourself together and began focusing on school and your relationships with your loved ones.

you were finally you again.

what could possibly go wrong?

~~~

A/N : omg this took way too long, but IM BACK!! i have more time to write now and im back in my baby scarab mindset lol. hope you enjoyed, and ill see you later!!

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Escape {63}

Detective!Dean x Victim!Reader

Warnings: Language, Fluff, Sadness, Dead Body

Words: 2,352

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Sorry I haven't been able to update the Escape Masterlist, it's been a little crazy on my end. Hopefully I'll get to it soon. Love you guys!

Dean smiles contently as he stands at the kitchen counter. The two mugs in front of him are full of steaming fresh brewed coffee and he can’t wait to drink it. But first he adds a little sugar and creamer to one of them and then he carefully makes his way to the table. You lean your head back as he walks up behind you and sets your coffee down on the table, both your smiles growing when he leans down and steals a kiss in front of his family.

“Thank you.” you say to him quietly, earning a wink from him before he slips into the chair next to you.

“Did you know that that place is closing down, though?” You look across the table, putting yourself back into the conversation as you take a sip of your coffee. You have to take a moment to really savor that first sip though because Dean had it spot on. “They made the best muffins. I’m so bummed.”

“What place are you talking about?” You have to ask, clearly missing the beginning of the conversation.

“Annie’s. They’ve been around for…I don’t know. For as long as I can remember. But apparently the original owner passed and her kids can’t, or don’t want to keep it up without her, so…” Sarah shrugs, but it’s clear she still isn’t happy about it.

“That’s sad.” Marry adds, lifting her mug to her lips. “But to keep up a business is a lot of work, so…they probably made the right decision.”

“You’ll just have to find better muffins somewhere else.” Dean teases her, smirking behind his coffee.

“There will never be somewhere better than them.” Sarah tells him with a playful angry tone, getting the rest of you to laugh a bit.

After the laughter dies down, the six of you fall into a content silence. All of you enjoy more drinks from your coffee’s and even take a few bites of the doughnuts that Sam and Sarah brought along. But when Mary sighs, all eyes go to her. With the sun coming in from the window, her golden hair glowing from the spotlight and the soft grin on her face, it seems to spread around the table to the lot of you.

“It’s such a beautiful morning.” she finally says, the rest of you agreeing with either a soft hum or just a nod of your heads.

March had finally shown and spring looked like it was just around the corner. The colder weather hadn’t been around for the past few weeks and none of you were complaining about that.

After a few more minutes of quiet, Mary and Sarah started talking about some things that were happening around town now that the weather was picking back up, like farmers markets. The three of you girls were already planning a get together when someone's phone started going off, and you knew it was Dean’s the second it did.

He shifts in his seat so that he can pull it from his pocket and takes a quick glance at the caller ID before scooting his chair away from the table.

“Excuse me.” he says to the family in a low voice, not wanting to interrupt his mom and sister in law from talking and then he steps into the other room, just out of earshot for all of you. 

You knew it had to be work and you were trying not to let it get to you. This was his life and you supported that. He was a good detective and an honest to God great officer for when they needed help with little side jobs. It just got you down a bit knowing that this day was supposed to be special and you had a gut feeling that he was getting called away on a job right now. You were heading out with the girls to look for wedding dresses and the guys were off to get their tuxedos, but you were getting the feeling that the tuxes were going to have to wait.

You tried to get into the conversation at the table but you just couldn’t do it. You looked on with the best smile you could, but you had your head tilted back a tad in attempts to hear Dean with his phone call. Unfortunately you couldn’t pick up anything, just a few ‘okay’s’ and ‘yes’s’ here and there, otherwise you didn’t hear anything until his boots carried him back into the dining room.

“Hey.” The tone told you that you were right. As for the others, it updated them on what their day was going to be.

“Work?” John asks right away as the other three just looked a tad disappointed.

“Yeah. There was a hold up at the convenience store off of Wesley last night and they need me.”

“Is everyone okay?” Mary was the first to ask the dreaded question and you could see just from the way Dean was looking over all of you that the answer was no.

“No.” he finally says in a somber voice. “So, I’m afraid we’ll have to postpone the tuxes. I mean, it shouldn’t take us long to find good ones, so…we’ll do it soon.” Both Sam and John nod, understanding, and though you did too, the slight jealousy you felt that work took your fiance away again must have been showing. 

“I promise it’ll be okay.” he tries to assure you, his hand resting on your shoulder before he looks over his family again. “So, you girls go out, have fun. Get some lunch and enjoy yourselves.” he takes a second and drinks a little more of his coffee but then squeezes your shoulder to get you to look up at him. 

“Can I talk to you for a sec?” That of course didn’t help how you were feeling in that moment, but you nod and follow him out to the foyer.

“What’s up?” you ask when he gets you alone. But he just reaches into his back pocket and digs out his wallet. You don’t understand what he’s doing even as he pulls out one of his cards and hands it over to you. You’re so confused that you don’t even know what to ask.

“If you find the right one.” he tells you, getting your eyes to snap back to him. “And don’t worry about the price, there should be plenty on there.”

“Dean…” you choke, looking back at the credit card in your hand. “No, I can’t…”

“Look, I know that you and your family aren’t exactly on the best terms because of the Jeff thing and…” he shrugs, not knowing how to explain himself without bringing up the heavy subject. “If you were able to get a hold of them and they showed interest in coming out, then maybe they’d get you a dress. But that isn’t the case, so.” he shrugs again, a little nervous that he probably upset you.

“Still, I don’t think it’s customary for the groom to buy the dress.”

“Well, as far as I know, I’m just not supposed to see the bride before the ceremony. I haven’t seen any rules on seeing the price of the dress.” he jokes, getting you to finally smile a little.

“Dean.” you whine, still slipping the card between your fingers nervously. “I don’t feel right doing this.”

“Well, you should.” You feel his hands slide along your arms, but you can’t pull yourself to look  him in the eye. “You deserve to have the dress of your dreams, Y/N.” Your eyes continue to burn holes in the credit card, your head trying to decline the offer with short sways, but you knew Dean wasn’t going to take no for an answer.

“I hate you.” you finally say, unable to hold back a soft, grateful grin. 

“I love you too.” His reply makes your lips break even more and then he steals a kiss before backing towards the door. “Have fun.”

-

News vans were already outside the store, cameras rolling in hopes of catching something good with all the commotion going on. Caution tape along with select officers keep the curious crowd of civilians and news crew back at a safe distance and Dean ignores the news anchors as he ducks under the tape and heads for the entrance of the store. 

He can see Eddie through the glass doors and even catches a glimpse of Bobby before he walks behind the counter. When he steps through the threshold, the men look up to see who the new body is and aside from his boss and partner, the other officers go back to work.

“Dean.” Styles gives him a nod and then looks sedately back down at the floor. Dean catches a hand sprawled out on the floor, blood dripping from the fingertips. As he takes a few more steps in, the body of an older man lays sprawled out on the floor, a gun laying just a few inches away from him.

“He tried to stop whoever it was.” Dean crouches down next to the body and Styles continues to tell him what they found. “Looks like the suspect shot him twice, once in the chest and the other in the head. I’m pretty sure the headshot was the fatal one.”

“Cash register empty?” Styles nods when the detective looks up. 

“Cigarettes are all over the floor back here too, so we think he stole some cigs before taking off.”

“Yeah, well, why not, right? You already killed the guy so grab what you can and get out.” Standing again, Dean glances around the store and notices that nothing else seems to be too out of place. “How are we with the surveillance footage?”

“Got Johnson on it now. Doesn’t look like it’s been tampered with so we should be able to get something off of it.”

“Good.”

-

“I can’t believe you came.” Sarah giggles, draping a veil over her lap.

“Why? My plans fell through so I had nothing better to do.”

“But usually guys like to be as far away from this stuff as possible.” she counters and Mary just sits off to the side holding back laughter.

“Well,” Sam shrugs, looking over at a rack of dresses. “Y/N’s like a sister to me, so…thought it’d be fun.” Sarah can only smile at her husband, honestly loving how close you two are.

“How are you doing in there, sweetie? You need help?”

“No, I almost have it! I’ll be out in a sec!” Sarah smiles to herself and then looks down at the veil again. She thinks you’ll really like it, but it was one of the last ones on the rack, so she snatched it just in case.

“Sucks about Dean, though. Do you think you’ll be able to get tuxes soon?” she asks her husband, Sam taking a seat next to her after that. 

“Yeah.” he says with confidence. “Dean was right, it doesn’t take long to find a good tux. We’ll get them.”

“Alright,” When the three of them hear you through the door, they look up just in time to see you step out with a light sigh. “What do you guys think?” Each one of them is speechless and there for a minute you were beginning to think they didn’t like it.

"Oh my God, Y/N. You look…" Sarah is unable to finish her sentence, but Sam is able to help her out.

"Gorgeous."

"Really?" You question, looking down at the dress and pulling at the lace.

"You're glowing." Mary adds, her eyes studying every detail of the gown. "But what do you think? Your opinion is the one that matters." You look from Mary back down to the glistening gown.

The subtle glitter gives it the perfect amount of sparkle and the little bit of lace gives it just enough character to stand out from the rest. Grabbing the dress from the sides, you pull the fabric up a bit so that you can walk over to the mirror. 

This mirror was bigger than the one in the dressing room and gave you a better perspective on how it looked on you and you couldn’t understand how a mirror, such a simple invention could change how you saw things. Somehow, unknown to you, you loved the dress even more looking at it now than you did inside the dressing room.

“I love it.” you finally speak, emotion in your voice and even your eyes are glistening in the mirror, matching the shine of the dress. Sarah squeals in her seat, looking as if she’s struggling to contain her excitement while Mary and Sam just look at you, admiring the gown as much as you. 

“Do you think this is the one?” Sarah asks as she jumps out of her seat and comes to your side, her fingers unable to keep to themselves any longer as they feel the lace and the fabric itself.

“I think it is.” you confess, tears becoming more prominent in your eyes. 

More squeals come from your friend and she takes a few more moments to look over the gown, then she glances towards the dressing room, craning her neck a little as she tries to see inside.

“How many do you have left?”

“Um…” you think for a second. “Two, I think.”

“Okay, go ahead and try them on. We’ll see if anything else catches your eye and then when you’re done, put this one back on. That’s how you know.” she sends you a wink and helps you back towards the dressing room.

“I would say she just likes playing dress up with you, but I can confirm that that is a good way to know you got the right dress.” You laugh a little at what Mary says before Sarah shuts you inside your dressing room and then you go for the next gown. But even while trying those other two on, you couldn’t stop looking at that dress and you couldn’t wait to put it back on.

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Much More Than Fond

Plot: Malcolm often comes off as a pushy, teasing, frenemy to you. But unbeknownst to you, he actually cares quite a lot about you. You could even say he has a crush.

Pairing: Malcolm Reed x Gn!Reader

Requested Prompts: "In your dreams!" "Every night, actually." + 'Secret Admirer' A/n: It's not straight forward with the secret admirer prompt; more like 'admires from afar secretly' lol

Requested By: @fandomdancer (these are from Valentines Day sorry it took me so long to get to them)

Warnings: Brief mentions of not eating/drinking water (neglecting health) - So take this as a reminder to eat and drink some water!

Words: 2.3k

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Making your way into your work space, you sighed as your head ached. You had gotten so busy with repairs, you had forgotten to eat or drink any water. You knew you should go to the cafeteria, but you couldn't ignore the reports you had to fill out.

Walking towards your desk, your eyes locked on a granola bar, a bowl of fruit and a bottle of water sitting on your desk. You blinked a few times as you looked around.

This was the third time you found snacks and water left at your desk when you had been busy with work. The first time you ignored it, thinking someone left them there accidentally but when it kept happening, you grew even more curious.

You asked around, but no one claimed them to be theirs, and no one knew who was doing it, or at least they didn't want to tell you.

You wondered how they always knew you hadn't eaten anything, and how did they always know your favorite snacks? You had received your favorite candy bar, fruit snacks, muffin, and now a granola bar. So whoever it was clearly knew you more than you were expecting.

---

As Malcolm marched down the corridor, his eyes caught on a familiar figure. Glancing into the room, he spotted you working on some damage from the last mission. Your face was knit in concentration as a granola bar was sticking out of your mouth.

He smirked to himself as he kept walking, his heart fluttering a bit in his chest. He had heard you asking around about the snacks being left on your desk, but no one, especially you, would have considered him as the culprit.

Malcolm tried to convince himself he was just being kind, but he knew it was more than that. The two of you had a complicated relationship. You would bicker, argue, tease each other, and sometimes even joke around with one another. That latter, usually if you were both teasing Trip. But people would hardly consider you friends.

Malcolm didn't think of you as much more than a colleague for a long time, but slowly, he found his eyes following you, checking on you, teasing you on purpose just so he could see the way you scrunched up your face in annoyance.

He had even started to notice and familiarize himself with your routines and habits. He knew you woke up at the same time every day whether or not you had duty. How you'd check with everyone and see if they needed anything before you left.

He knew your go to style of burger, pasta, pizza, the way you make your coffee or tea, your favorite fruit, your favorite muffins and candies.

And, he knew you had a tendency to get so caught up in your work that you would forget to take care of yourself. He would notice you missing lunch, or even dinner. He'd spot you going to Phlox for headaches because you forgot to drink water. And he found himself growing worried.

He knew you loved your work, and he admired that about you, but he didn't want to see you hurt yourself in the process. That was one of the first signs that Malcolm no longer saw you as just a colleague. Actually, Malcolm was far, far past that.

So far past that, that he caught himself thinking about you more often than he'd like. If the chef was cooking one of your favorite meals, he had to convince himself not to go tell you. If he heard you laugh, his stomach would erupt in butterflies. If something he said made you smile, he cold hardly repress a grin.

If he told anyone how he was feeling, he knew what they would say. Malcolm Reed has a crush.

The thought alone made Malcolm want to curl up into a ball. He knew there was nothing wrong with feelings, or relationships, but in a way he thought he was stronger than this. But as much as he wanted to think that of himself, he knew better. He had fallen for you, hard.

--- --- ---

Your eyes flicked over to Malcolm as you entered the security room. You had a few repairs there, but weren't expecting to see him, he was usually on the bridge at this time.

You often found yourself avoiding him. At first it was because he got on your nerves, but recently, as much as you hated yourself for it, it was because he made you nervous. If he would smirk or smile at you, your stomach would twist with a giddy feeling. If you caught him looking at you for any reason, your ears would burn. You hated it, just like you were supposed to hate him.

"More repairs Y/n?" His smooth voice echoed through the room.

You felt yourself jolt slightly as he acknowledged you, and by using your first name. You peered over your shoulder at him to find him looking at you.

Butterflies.

You swallowed briefly as you looked back at the control panel "No, I thought I'd go for a jog."

He smirked to himself "Perfect weather for it."

You smiled softly to yourself, but didn't reply, instead trying to focus on your work.

There were a few moments of silence before you felt a presence grow closer. Peering back a bit, you noticed Malcolm was now at a computer panel just behind you. His presence sent a shiver up your neck, but you tried to ignore it.

The silence was broken as Malcolm began humming an unfamiliar tune, repeating the same melody over and over.

As much as your ears burned due to his proximity, your annoyance grew. "Don't you know any other songs?" You finally spoke up, annoyance lacing your voice.

Malcolm smirked, glad he finally got your attention. "Hmm, well there is this one-"

As he started to hum a now familiar tune, you shook your head "No, anything but that."

He laughed, knowing the tune from the old western that played on repeat for three weeks at movie night would trigger your annoyance.

He chuckled softly "Well what would you prefer?"

"Silence?"

He snorted softly but went silent. You slowly started to regain concentration on your job, but it was broken as you felt as though he had gotten closer.

Looking back, you almost jumped at the proximity of your bodies as Malcolm peered over your shoulder, almost touching you.

His eyes met yours and your ears burned hot, he rose a brow and you stuttered out "Don't you know what personal space is?"

"Can't I see what you're doing in my security room?"

"I'm repairing, it's what I do."

Malcolm was afraid he was imagining the effect he had on you, but as your eyes darted nervously back to your work, he thought maybe he wasn't imagining anything.

Leaning down, he brought his face closer to yours and spoke softly "Am I making you nervous?"

You froze momentarily, and he swore your breathing stopped. But you quickly recovered as you side-eyed him.

"No, you're making me angry."

He chuckled but didn't move to leave, instead speaking again "Really? 'Cause your ears seem to be turning a different color."

You felt embarrassment and anger rush through you, could he see how he was affecting you? And was he making fun of you for it?

You met his eyes, your faces a mere inch from each other, you hissed "In your dreams."

You saw his eyes dip down to your lips for a split second. And as you heard the security room doors slide open, a faint smile played on his lips "Every night actually."

Giving you no time to respond, Malcolm rose and turned towards the new visitors and approached them, talking animatedly to the other security officers.

Your heart was hammering in your chest, as your ears and neck burned hot. Quickly finishing your repairs, you left before you could speak with Malcolm again. But as you left, you could feel his eyes on you.

--- --- ---

After your interaction with Malcolm, you threw yourself into your work to distract yourself. But by doing this, you managed to finish everything faster than normal.

As you sat at your desk, glancing at the clock, you noted it was dinner. But surely Malcolm wold be there, and you had no desire to see him at this moment.

You wanted to know what he meant by his comment. If he was just teasing you and he meant nothing by it, or, if there was truth in it. As much as you wanted to know, you also did not.

Sighing at your own indecisiveness you leaned back in your chair, eyes closed.

Hearing the door slide open, you turned and looked with light surprise. Your heart jolted as your breath caught in your throat as you saw Malcolm standing in the doorway.

Malcolm quickly shoved his hand behind his back as he stared at you. There was a moment of silence between you before he cleared his throat "Hello."

You quirked your brow in confusion as you tried to ignore your hammering heart. Your eyes glanced down at his hidden hand before you met his eyes.

"Can I help you?"

"I- uh, didn't think you'd be in here right now."

Was he nervous? You turned more in your chair so you were now facing him fully.

"Where else would I be?

"Well- I figured you were off repairing something since you did not come to dinner again."

"Oh." You felt a tug at your heart as you realized he noticed your absence. You suddenly wondered how many times he had noticed you were gone before.

Suddenly you felt a light bulb go off in your head as your eyes trailed down to his hidden hand again.

"Why would you come here if you thought I wouldn't be here?"

Malcolm could tell in the tone of your voice that you had figured it out. With a slightly defeated sigh, he brought his hand out into view, revealing a bowl of fruit.

"I heard- I know you like these, so I thought you'd want some before they were all eaten."

Your heart skipped a beat as your ears burned hot again. You stared at the fruit before you slowly looked up at his eyes. He was staring down, seemingly too shy to meet your eyes. It was a side of him you had never seen, and you were startled by how it affected you.

Barely able to repress a smile you stood up, your voice coming out softly. "So it's you then?"

Malcolm looked up and met your eyes, raising his brow.

"The one who keeps leaving me food and water?"

"Ah...well. Yes." He cleared his throat as he walked over to your desk, setting the fruit down, all while avoiding your eyes. "I had just been noticing recently what with the damage to the ship, that you've been working a lot of over time, and that you'd been missing lunch and dinner quite often, and I was afraid you might fall ill, so I thought I might as well leave you some food to remind you to eat.

As he rambled with a nervousness you had never seen, your heart was fluttering as you felt touched by his sudden caring side.

"Thank you Malcolm." You said softly, causing him to stop rambling and finally meet your eyes.

When he saw the soft expression on your face, he felt his heart melt in his chest.

"Well, you're welcome."

You smiled as you looked down at the fruit "How- how did you know what my favorite fruit was, or my favorite candy bar, well, everything you've been leaving for me has been my favorite."

Malcolm smiled, forcing away any embarrassment he might be feeling. "I know quite a lot about you actually. Things I've...noticed about you recently."

"Noticed? Like what?"

His eyes seemed to roam your face for a second and you felt vulnerable. But his face remained soft, as he smiled.

"Like how you take your coffee and tea, and how you always close your eyes when you take a drink of it. The way you walk the long way around to your station so you can check on everyone first. Or how you get so lost in your work you forget to take care of yourself."

There was a tone in his voice with this last sentence, that made it seem as though he was chastising you. But the smile on his face told you he was worried for you.

"Out of the two of us, who was the one who collapsed due to sleep deprivation?"

Malcolm chuckled "Touché."

You smiled "Thank you, for caring, it's kind of surprising really, I thought-"

"That I didn't like you?"

"Well, I at least thought you weren't very fond of me"

He smiled "I wasn't once. But then I started to see you for who you really are, and now, well now I'm much more than fond of you."

You smiled at each other as your eyes remained locked for a moment, taking the moment, you spoke softly. "I'm quite fond of you too actually."

"Is that so?" He questioned with a raise of his brow, his grin widening.

"Yes. As annoying as you can be, you are quite charming."

He chuckled "I'm sorry for all the teasing."

You shook your head with a soft laugh "It's alright, in a way, the teasing is what made me realize I liked you."

"Well then I wont stop."

You chuckled and shook your head with light bewilderment.

He grinned at you and cleared his throat "Well, are you still working or...would you like to accompany me to the dining hall? There's still time to eat, if you want."

"With you?"

"Yes, with me."

You smiled widely at him "I'd love too."

xx End xx

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The Rustle of Leaves

Human female x forest guardian

Chapter 5-A Wandering Mind

The week following was a blur for Vanessa. Most weeks were fairly monotonous, going to lectures either as a student or teaching assistant, grading papers, just general college things, but this week was different. Monday was full of excitement, of course everyone was losing their minds over the blatant head wound covered in a bandage, shoulder bandaged, and band aids covering her legs. Her friends were constantly asking if she needed anything, especially one Carter Rosmund aka Cyclops, much to his chagrin. He had made many arguments for other x-men, mostly wolverine, but they always fell on deaf ears. Carter stood at 6 foot 3 and genetics had been kind to him. Sun kissed skin, short brown hair, broad shoulders, and blue eyes. He wasn’t extremely buff but he obviously took care of his body, and others noticed. But he only had eyes for one person.

“Vanessa what happened? You sent that picture then radio silence. Are you alright?” He reached for her face to give it a once over.

Vanessa pulled his hands away, “It looks worse than it actually is. I just fell a bit.” 

“Just? And how does one fall a bit?” Carter asked skeptically.

“Well. You know. You slip on an outcropping, tumble a bit, and then pass out for an hour or two,” the last few words lost in a mumble.

“Ness!” Vanessa cringed at the nickname, “Did you go to a hospital? Do you still need to?” Carter was uneasy, “I’m sure Professor X will be fine with us missing class considering the way you look.”

“You worry too much. I was checked over and I’m fine. Now let's go before we are late. I have a reputation to uphold.” And Vanessa marched on ahead of him. 

She really was fine, all thanks to Ten. Whatever he had done really did take the pain away. The wounds were still healing but they didn’t slow her down. 

She was lost to her thoughts again. The memory of Ten. The gentleness of his touch. The surprising warmth of him. She could feel that same warmth swim over her and settle in her chest. She could feel his lips ghost over her knuckles again. It all swam through her head, along with the worry. Worry of what was to come, and what she was to give in return.

“Ness you sure you don’t need me to get anything for you? You haven't been able to focus all day, let alone hear anything I’ve said.” Carter had been hovering around any free moment he had since the morning. He offered his arm for her to lean on.

“My legs work just fine. I can get around no problem. I just have a lot on my mind.” Vanessa kept walking towards the library. 

“You’re not feeling light headed? Need to lie down or anything?” Carter stopped in front of her looking into her eyes. He started to reach for her face.

“Calm down jeeze. You’re like a helicopter mom. I’m fine, I swear. Don’t you have class?” She swatted his hand away, and kept walking.

Carter checked his watch, she was right, but he didn’t want to go. “If you need anything just ask, got it? Even if it's just to talk.” His tone was serious. Vanessa knew that wasn’t an option. She knew Carter’s intentions were good and that his heart was in the right place but..

How long before an inch becomes a mile? Best to keep distance.

“Okay Dad whatever you say. I’m fine, just go.” Vanessa missed the way he hesitated at her words. Didn’t see the need in his eyes, but the focus of her mind was elsewhere. No matter what she did her mind trailed back to the forest. Everything happened so fast and it was so unclear. The uncertainty made her anxious. Her sleeping was sporadic and her focus nonexistent. Any free time she had was spent pouring through books and various websites looking for any answer to put her at ease. Before she knew it, it was Friday night. She was in her kitchen with Sandy baking. Sandy had decided on berry muffins, mostly because she had a craving for some, but they were also very portable. “I mean who doesn't like muffins? Especially blueberry muffins, ya know? Classic. Delicious. Van, are you even listening?”

Vanessa was pulled from her thoughts as she was taking the last batch out of the oven.”Listening to what? You stuff your face while I do all the work?” Sandy gave an over the top gasp. “I’m sorry Cheeks, I’m just nervous for tomorrow.” 

“Nervous for what? Wait. Hold up. Was he hot? The guy that saved you. Need a wingman?” Sandy joked but Vanessa’s stomach turned at her words. She had no idea what would happen once she went back. Her mind had jumped through many hoops during the week, some not so savory. 

Vanessa took a deep breath, hoping to stop the incessant spiral of her thoughts, “I promise I don’t need a wing man. Though he was definitely good looking.” Vanessa could not deny that she held a level of attraction for Ten. Even when her thoughts went to unsavory places, she did not always mind. There was also a level of comfort she felt when he held her. She remembered his gentle touch, but also the way he held her. Secure and safe? It only made her nerves spur on. 

Sandy’s eyes sparkled with glee, “Oh shit! Okay Van Van, let's get your man then!” The rest of the night was fueled by Sandy’s determination. Outfit planning, plans to get them alone, any scheme to get him to notice. 

The drive the next morning was anything but quiet. While Vanessa could feel the pit of despair in her stomach, Sandy was absolutely jamming!

“Van Van you have to get in the mood! Pump yourself up!” Sandy bobbed her head and shimmied her shoulders. “Come on Van!” Vanessa gave in and danced along with her. Maybe Sandy was right, just have to get in the right mood.

[cutejk123]

Luaisy fanchildren in Picrew style

Violet (Age 14)

Blossom (Age 12)

Now, I will introduce to you....

My Mareach fanchildren

Mario and Peach has 4 children (2 daughters and 2 sons- twins). Their names are: Plum, Carmelo, Paul and Marcella. Carmelo and Paul are twins and Plum is the eldest child. They love their mum and dad and their 2 pets: A Male Golden Retriever dog named Luca and a Female blue Parakeet bird named Bianca. The children loves adventure and visiting their family and cousins and they have realistic feelings.

Here they are <3

Here are the links:

TOON ME! ⟪ A ⟫｜Picrew

TOON ME! ⟪ B ⟫｜Picrew

Plum

Age 15

Female

Bisexual, ''Cis''

She/her

Birthday: June 5th

She is the eldest child of Mario and Peach

She's really good at baking, which she learned through her mother.

She is very protective with her younger siblings and they look up to her.

Personality: kind, loyal, protective, talkative, bubbly, adventurous, loving, friendly, a bit sassy, slightly moody.

Loves: cake, her family and friends, hanging out with her cousins Violet and Blossom, music, playing video games, baking, taking care of her younger siblings, riding her bicycle, dancing, going shopping with her mum.

Great bond with her dad

Her best hobbies are baking and bike riding

Carmelo

Age 10

Male

Straight, ''Cis''

He/him

Birthday: November 12th

He is the 2nd child of Mario and Peach

He is Paul's older twin brother

He and Paul both share bedrooms with each other.

He sometimes likes to play fight with his twin brother Paul.

Personality: energetic, loud, rude, cool, funny, adventurous, cheeky, a bit horrid, kind, helpful.

Loves: his twin brother Paul, his family and friends, watching anime such as the Dragon Ball series, playing video games, skateboarding, scary movies, going to the park, rock music, eating crisps, bubble-gum.

A huge Dragon Ball fan

Paul

Age 10

Male

Straight, ''Cis''

He/him

Birthday: November 12th

He is the 3rd child of Mario and Peach

He is Carmelo's younger twin brother

A Book Worm

He is a Reading, Poetry, and Science nerd.

He teaches his older twin brother Carmelo how to be more kind rather than rude.

Personality: smart, intelligent, thoughtful, lovable, shy, kind, sweet, friendly, caring, quiet, studious, clever, bright.

Loves: reading, collecting books, doing studies, science, writing poems and stories, watching nature documentaries, his family, friends and pets, getting top grades, classical music, Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, Winnie the Pooh, any Roald Dahl books.

A complete Mama's boy

Marcella

Age 7

Female

Straight, ''Cis''

She/her

Birthday: March 10th

She is the youngest child of Mario and Peach

She's a bit of a gremlin and has temper tantrums.

She carries her frog plushie called Hoppy sometimes.

She has ADHD

She is similar to the character of Muffin from 'Bluey'

Personality: loud, silly, tantrum-prone, giggly, a bit aggressive, pouty, cheeky, lovable, cute, crying, cheerful, crazy, chaotic, wild, creative.

Loves: her frog plushie, playing with her cousin Blossom, colouring, art, watching shows like Bluey, Peppa Pig and Tayo the Little Bus, getting what she wanted, sweets, playing tea parties, swimming, her family and friends, dressing up, her uncle Luigi, getting hugs and kisses, roller-skating.

A Papa's girl (she dearly loves her dad so much).

So there it goes and I hope you guys like them. Which one of the Mareach children do you like the most, let me know <3

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Jessie's Girl

PAIRING | Chris Evans x Best Friend!Female!Reader

WORD COUNT | 3.4K

SUMMARY | You and Chris get invited to a karaoke bar with your colleagues, and you're more than happy to not have to think about the stress of school for a night. At this point, Chris' jealousy gets out of hand and he decides to belt out ''Jessie's Girl'' by Rick Springfield to tell you how he feels, and he doesn't care who knows it. He wants you to be his and he will do whatever it takes to reach his goal.

WARNING(S) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you.

A/N | This one shot is part of my Baker's Dozen AU, but can be read as part of the story, or a standalone one shot! This one may or may not have gotten away from me a little bit in terms of length, but I hope you enjoy what I did for this one! 🖤

For those of you who haven't guessed it by seeing the title, this one shot is inspired by the song ''Jessie's Girl'' by Rick Springfield. Also, as promised last week, this one shot will be a whole lot more Chris oriented after the build-up in that one! 🥰

Likes, comments and reblogs will be very much appreciated 🩷

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School has been in session for about 2 months now, and the stress hasn't gotten any less. It's a good thing that you and Chris share an apartment because that means the two of you study together a lot, although you've been spending more and more nights in your room with Jessie since he asked you to be his girlfriend. Right now, you and he are watching a movie in the living room, when Chris happened to walk in. ''Hi, Cupcake. Want to join us? We're rewatching Jurassic Park tonight,'' you say, but he just shakes his head. ''No, you two just go ahead. See you later, Muffin!'' he says annoyed as he marches up to his bedroom. ''Okay,'' you say as you snuggle closer to Jessie.

He moves his hand from your shoulder up to your hair to play with it, but you gently lead him back to your shoulder. It's not that you don't like to have your hair played with, but it's something that you and Chris usually do when you're watching a movie or something, it's just something between the two of you. Jessie doesn't seem to mind and he just rubs circles on your shoulder and you let out a content sigh. During the rest of the movie, you and Jessie are just sitting on the couch cuddling, and you give each other small, sweet kisses sometimes, all the while Chris is sitting on his bed, looking through a photo album of the two of you.

There are lots of pictures of the two of you from the moment you met, until one of the first days at CIA, both wearing your chef's jackets and holding either a whisk or a spatula while looking at each other with the biggest smiles on your faces. Chris remembers it like it was yesterday, and it feels like that was the last time you and he have been so happy together, right now most of your time is spent looking like that at Jessie. Suddenly his phone goes off and the screen lights up, notifying him that he has a notification. He picks it up and sees it's from you.

Muffin 🩷 - Cupcake, is everything okay? You seemed mad earlier and I'm worried I did something wrong. If so, please tell me what I did so I can apologize and make it better... I miss you 🥺

'Getting into a relationship with that asshole instead of with me is what you did wrong,' Chris thinks to himself, but he won't tell you that. Especially not in a text with Jessie sitting next to you. Although, he's not so sure Jessie's next to you, because you wouldn't usually text him when you were. Just to be safe, he responds with a simple text.

Cupcake 🧁 - Nothing's wrong Muffin, just had a tough day is all. You could never do anything wrong!

This time your phone goes off and you read the message, but before you can answer, Jessie is back and sits down next to you again. The movie is nearly done, so you cuddle up to him again and just enjoy the movie. When it's done you turn off the movie and look at Jessie expectantly, because you're not sure what to do now and you hope he does. ''How about we go somewhere a little more private, and cuddle some more?'' he asks and you agree, holding out your hand for him to get up and lead you to his bedroom. When you're there you excuse yourself for a minute, and Jessie goes into your bedroom, while you walk to Chris' bedroom.

You knock softly on his door, and it doesn't take long for the door to swing open. ''Hi Muffin,'' Chris says as he opens the door and walks back to his bed, and you follow him, leaving the door open behind you. You sit down at the foot of his bed, looking at him with a little worry in your eyes. ''Are you sure I didn't do anything wrong? We haven't hung out that much lately, and I feel like it's all my fault,'' you tell him and his expression hardens immediately. He couldn't tell you about his feelings, not like this. ''I'm sure, Muffin. There's no need to worry about me. C'mere,'' he says and you crawl over to him to get a hug to make you feel better.

Just when you were hugging Chris, Jessie was coming to see what took you so long, and when he saw the two of you like that, he turned around and acted like nothing happened, but Chris knew he was there. You may not have seen him, but it wasn't a coincidence that he asked you for a hug. Jessie practically shot daggers at Chris but didn't say anything, and when you were done with the hug you gave Chris a soft kiss on his cheek before getting up. ''Love you, Cupcake,'' you said softly. ''Love you too, Muffin,'' he said and you walked out, closing his bedroom door behind you, leaving Chris with a big smile on his face. The first part of his plan has been set into motion, and he couldn't wait for the rest.

When you and Jessie were in your bedroom again, he didn't tell you he saw the two of you. He just decided to brush it off, because he had entirely different plans for the both of you. The two of you hadn't done anything together in terms of sex or anything that has to do with it, and Jessie was hoping to change that tonight, but you never told him you're still a virgin. It's not like you're waiting for marriage or anything, but the right man hasn't come along yet, so you were holding back a little. You weren't sure he is the right man either, but you were willing to figure that out as time went on.

''Hi,'' you say as you see him, and he just smiles up at you. ''Hi, gorgeous girl. Would you mind shutting the door behind you?'' Jessie asks and you do it, not thinking twice about it. You figured he just wants to talk about something in private, and since Chris' bedroom is on the other side of the hallway, you were having all the privacy you needed. ''What's up?'' you say as you sit down next to him on the bed, he turns his body towards you and doesn't say anything, instead cupping your cheek softly with his hand and you lean into his touch. You let out a small sigh and your eyes flutter closed at the feeling.

He leans forward to you and even though you don't see it, you can feel the featherlight kisses he's giving you on your cheek, along the edge of your jaw, and onto your neck, on his way to finding the sweet spot right below your ear. When his lips brush over it, your hand shoots from his cheek into his hair where you accidentally grip him a little harder than intended as you let out a soft moan, and he lets out a satisfied grunt at the feeling of you tugging his hair. ''Hm, did I find your soft spot, babe?'' he whispers against the shell of your ear and you just nod as you guide him back there again with your hand in his hair, the other hand resting on your knee. He keeps ghosting his lips over the spot just the way you like, earning himself more small moans from you.

When he suddenly attaches his mouth to the soft spot you get startled and let out a loud moan, which carries to Chris' room, and he quickly gets up to grab his headphones. He doesn't want to hear the two of you going at it so instead he focuses on his music and his homework. Back in your room, Jessie has pulled you a little closer to him, and his lips found yours, attaching them slowly together in a sweet kiss, and he runs his tongue past your bottom lip to ask for entrance, and you pull back at the feeling, your heart rate suddenly shooting up. ''Did I do something wrong?'' Jessie asks at the sight of your shocked face.

''I, uh, no. I'm sorry, I just didn't expect that. Can we just cuddle some more and go to sleep?'' you ask and he nods. ''Of course,'' he says and you go into the bathroom, taking a shirt and your pajama pants with you. When you're changing you suddenly noticed you happened to grab one of Chris' shirts, but you just hope Jessie won't mind. After finishing your nighttime routine you see that he had stripped down to his underwear, he always runs hot during the night and you didn't mind, even though you weren't comfortable with sleeping in your underwear. You slip into bed next to him and your head finds its usual place on his chest, his arm wrapped around your shoulders as he places a kiss on the top of your head. ''Goodnight,'' you murmur before falling into a deep sleep.

~ The following day ~

You wake up to the sound of your phone, as you get a notification. As you turn over you pick up your glasses as well as your phone. You see it's a message from Chris and open it up, looking at the time. It's only 8.30 AM on a Saturday, and you're wondering what's wrong. ''Meet me in the kitchen when you're awake,'' is all it said and you slipped out of bed, trying not to wake up Jessie. It's a good thing he's a deep sleeper and he just turned around and kept sleeping. The door opened and closed silently as you made your way downstairs, and you were greeted by the sight of a shirtless Chris, his sweatpants low on his hips showing the deep V leading into his pants, and accentuating his abs.

Your breath slightly hitched and you closed your eyes for a split second before walking into the kitchen. ''Morning, my favorite Muffin,'' he said as he pulled you in for a hug. ''Morning, Cupcake,'' you say with a smile on your face. He gets ready to make you a cup of tea as you sit down at the kitchen island, just looking at him with that same smile that hasn't left your lips. ''What're you smiling about at 8:30 in the morning?'' Chris asks while laughing. ''First of all, it's 8:35 in the morning, and I'm just smiling at the thought that we haven't done this in a while. I missed you and I honestly needed this so much,'' you tell him and he nods. ''I figured as much. So, how was your night with Jessie? Got up to anything interesting?'' he asks and you shake your head.

''No, just cuddled and went to sleep is all,'' you tell him, which was mostly the truth. You didn't feel like telling him what happened before that, because that was something between you and Jessie. ''Just cuddling, huh?'' he asks, raising an eyebrow, and you're getting the feeling he might have heard your moan. ''You heard me, didn't you?'' you ask, and you turn bright red at the thought. He just hums in response. ''I just put in my headphones and did my homework, so I didn't hear anything else if that's what you're wondering,'' he says, but you just shake your head. ''That wasn't necessary, because we didn't do anything else...'' you started, and decided to tell him anyways. You always tell Chris everything, you trust him more than anyone ever before.

''This is going to sound embarrassing, but when he kissed me, he licked my bottom lip to deepen the kiss I guess, but I got startled and pulled back. I'm not even sure I want my first kiss, like my real first kiss, to be with him...'' you sigh, and Chris looks delighted at the sound of that. That means he still has a chance, and his hopes just went up a little again. The two of you just stand there in silence while the water cooker is coming to a boil for your tea. ''Did you maybe want to hang out tonight? Just the two of us?'' you ask and Chris nods. ''Sounds good to me. Need some more Muffin time,'' he says, and you laugh at how adorable he sounds. ''And I need some Cupcake time,'' you smile, and then the water cooker shuts off.

Chris grabs your favorite mug and pours the boiling water in it, after handing you the tea bag of your choice. He places it in front of you and you grab it with a sigh. ''Thank you, I really needed this,'' you sigh and you close your eyes as your hands get warmed at the feeling of the mug. You and Chris are just enjoying each other's company with some light conversation when you hear Jessie walking down the stairs, still wearing only his boxer briefs. ''Oh shit,'' he says when he sees Chris in the kitchen with you. ''I- I didn't know what you were up to, just thought Y/N was here,'' he stutters as he quickly gets back upstairs to put on some clothing.

''I have a feeling I know what he was planning to do,'' Chris says, noting how Jessie's morning wood was very clearly visible in his underwear. ''Oh shut up!'' you say to Chris and the two of you just laugh. Not long after you both get a notification in the group chat of your job, asking if everyone wants to go to karaoke tonight, and you and Chris don't even need to look at each other to know the answer. He quickly replies that you will be there. Jessie has to work so he will be joining later, but Chris doesn't mind that in the slightest. Not long after he went back upstairs, Jessie walks back fully clothed and ready to go home, he still has to change before work.

''Alright, I have to go now, but I will see you tonight, I hope?'' he says as you get up. ''Yes, you will, don't worry,'' you say and you walk him to the door. ''Bye Chris!'' he says and Chris just raises his mug as a goodbye. ''Can't wait to see you tonight,'' Jessie says as he pulls you closer by your waist, planting a sweet kiss on your lips, but he doesn't try to deepen it this time, which makes you happy. ''Good luck at work, and I can't wait to see you,'' you say before giving one last peck and he walks out the door, closing the door behind him. Both you and Chris spend the day cleaning your apartment and just hanging out like old times.

You two order dinner and decide to watch Jurassic World together, and this time you cuddle into Chris, one of your legs hanging over his as he spread his, and your head laying on his chest while he plays with your hair. You missed this, and you couldn't get enough of it in all honesty. This is when a thought struck you, you enjoyed doing this with Chris a whole lot more than with Jessie. Suddenly you get bright red and hope Chris doesn't notice when you shift a little, but of course, he does. He always does. ''You okay, Muffin?'' he asks and you nod. ''I am now,'' you say now that you're comfortable again.

When the movie was over, you and Chris were getting ready to meet some of your colleagues. You decided on wearing a black jumpsuit you recently got, and it flattered your figure perfectly. Paired with a pair of dark red pumps and a matching purse, your outfit was to die for. Your make-up was dark with a dark red lip, complementing the other accessories you're wearing, and you're done. Your hair was put up in messy space buns with some pieces framing your face. When you were done you showed Chris your outfit and twirled a few times, and his jaw was practically on the floor. ''Fuck, you look amazing,'' he mumbles as he takes you in from head to toe. ''Thank you!'' you say giving him a small peck on his cheek as you walk downstairs.

Chris decided on a very edgy look with his outfit, and his hair was styled in the same way he always styles it, making him look absolutely to die for. ''And here you were saying I looked amazing, you look to fucking die for, Cupcake!'' you tell him, and he just smiles widely at the compliment. ''Are you ready to go?'' he asks and you nod while getting up from the couch, and putting the book you were reading down on the coffee table. Since neither of you is old enough to drink yet - thank god your colleagues went to a bar where it was 18+ and not 21+ - the two of you took your car to the bar and went in together. Chris' hand was protectively on the small of your back, and you noted how right it felt that it was there, like it was supposed to be there all along.

The two of you greet everyone and both get a drink, laughing and talking with your colleagues. As the night progresses more of your colleagues are going up there, and finally, Jessie arrives with the rest of your coworkers who were working the closing shift that night. ''Hi babe!'' you say as you get up, and Jessie takes in your outfit from head to toe, and his jaw almost landed on the floor as well, just like when Chris saw your outfit earlier. You give him a soft kiss on his lips, and his arms snake around your waist to pull you closer for a hug. ''Missed you at work today,'' he sighs and you nod. ''Missed you too,'' you say and the two of you sit down next to each other. Chris on your left side, and Jessie on your right, like the perfect sandwich of men.

''I'm gonna request a song,'' Chris said and he got up, ready for the rest of his plan now that Jessie had arrived too. It didn't take long for him to be called onto the stage and he gave you a quick kiss on your cheek before he went there, earning himself a little bit of a glare from Jessie. When the first notes started playing, your eyes went wide as saucers as you looked turned around, looking at Chris in horror as you realized what song he chose. Jessie's Girl by Rick Springfield started playing, and in all honesty, you wanted to ground to open up and swallow you completely. And that's when he starts singing.

Jessie is a friend Yeah, I know, he's been a good friend of mine But lately something's changed that ain't hard to define Jessie's got himself a girl and I want to make her mine

And she's watching him with those eyes And she's loving him with that body, I just know it Yeah, and he's holding her in his arms late, late at night You know, I wish that I had

Jessie's girl I wish that I had Jessie's girl Where can I find a woman like that?

You're so embarrassed that you don't want to be there anymore, and you leave without saying another word. Jessie runs after you but you're too fast, and before you know it you're driving off in your car, leaving everyone behind while you think about everything that just happened. Chris just openly admitted he has feelings for you, and that he wants you to be his. ''FUCK!'' is all you scream out when you park the car on the side of a deserted side road, and your phone is blowing up with texts and calls from everyone, but you ignore every single one of them. You felt betrayed by the one person you cared more about than anyone else, and you don't know how he could do this to you. Right now, you hate his guts more than anything, but you can't deny the feeling that you want to be his, too. And it's confusing you, a lot.

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Sins & Amends Chapter 26

(Gif by @ banditthewriter)

Billy Russo x Female Reader (60 part story)

This follows pre- the punisher into the storyline of daredevil, punisher season 1 and beyond

This is NOT Canon Billy. This is decent human being Billy left with bad options over worse decisions

This was also posted to A03 under: WaywardGaPeach. That account and this one is the only place you'll see me post this. If you see it on any other platform/account know it's not me.

Chapter Summary/Warnings: Frank adjusts to life as "Pete" while Karen gets assigned to interview a certain up and coming CEO

Weeks passed and whether you liked it or not time marched forward. You had to once again pick up the pieces and reform your version of normal.

Frank was living across the city and now going by the name Pete. You managed to see him face to face a couple times a month and most of those times was when he showed up after one of Curtis' meetings. You weren't ignorant to the fact of why Curtis always knew when Frank would be showing up.

He always avoided around the first of the month and last of the month which was when Billy would drop off a check to Curtis to help with rental of the building and other expenses that came along with the programs that were offered to the vets. You made sure to stay away those times as well. You missed seeing some of the familiar faces you'd come to know but you were glad that despite everything else Billy had at least chosen to not turn his back on Curt.

You hated seeing Frank so infrequently but he kept in contact with you as much as he could. You knew the way his head worked good enough to know that whatever happened in Kandahar was still haunting him especially after Schoonover all but confirming that the massacre at the carousel was connected. You also knew that he would come to you with it in time. He had to make that step, you couldn't force him.

You and Karen had grown closer than you already were. She reminded you of Maria in a lot of ways, not that anyone would ever replace her. Karen was her own woman as well. She was smart, opinionated, proven time and again to be brave and unwilling to back down when it came to doing what was right or uncovering a truth. You wouldn't hesitate to call her one of your best friends and she fit right in with Curtis, Alice and Kenzie seamlessly. 

Foggy was now working at the same law firm as his off again/ on again girlfriend Marci and Matt had went into working solo. They were talking more often and you had hope that New York had not seen the last of Nelson & Murdock. Trust once broken needed time to heal but they'd been friends too long and cared about each other too much to simply walk away.

A part of you simply hoped that everyone could just find peace. Something you all so desperately needed.

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You were coming off a twenty four hour shift and wanted nothing more than to go home, shower and sleep until time to go back in. The calls had been back and back and while some of them were nonsense like the man that was constipated or comical like the frat boy who managed to get his head stuck between the railings of the stairs, most of them had been actual emergencies.

You trudged into the door of your apartment and dropped your bag on the floor. You bent to take your boots off and your phone started ringing. You stared at it for a few moments before finally deciding to answer. You smiled when you realized it was Karen "Hey Kare. What's up?"

You could practically see the nervous smile playing across her face from her tone of voice "Well um can I come by? I know you just got off but I've got coffee and blueberry muffins!" "Uh oh" you laughed and when she made a confused sound you clarified "Last time you bribed me you needed me to get you out of dinner with Ellison and his wife so what's going on?"

She chuckled nervously "you know what? I'm getting out the cab downstairs so we can talk in  five minutes. Bye!" Before you could say goodbye she hung up so you reached back to unlatch your door before continuing to remove your boots.

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You were sitting at your kitchen table with your head leaned over on your arms by the time Karen's blonde hair peeked around the corner. "Hey sweetie!" She greeted holding a coffee out. You sat up and took it cautiously "So we diving in head first or wading in the shallow end?" You asked once she was sitting across from you and offering a muffin out.

She nodded then smiled "I've got assigned a big article" "Awesome. I'm proud of you. What's that got to do with the weirdness?" "It's interviewing the CEO of the most successful up and coming private security business on the east coast" she explained.

You slowly sat the muffin back down on the table "Oh" "Yeah oh. Look I'll tell Ellison to find someone else if you don't want me to" just the fact that she'd offer to refuse made you smile but your hangups shouldn't affect her job. "No, I don't want you to do that. I mean he is going good with Anvil and it's offered a lot of vets a second chance. It's not bad to put a spotlight on that and I'm sure he enjoys basking in it as well. It's apparently what he's always wanted" 

She studied you for a moment, no doubt searching for any uncertainty on your face so you tried to keep it as neutral as possible. "Ok. I'll tell Ellison I'll do it" you nodded then took another sip of your coffee "Are you still up for movie night with me and Alice this weekend? Kenz is going out of town to a conference so it'll just be us till she gets back" "Of course" she replied with a grin before going into her usual line of questions as to how your shift had been.

The rest of the week went by in pretty much a blur. Between back to back shifts, helping Curtis with the soup kitchen on Wednesday and your Thursday meeting with Kenzie it was the weekend before you realized it which also meant two glorious days off for you and Alice.

Friday morning Karen texted you around nine thirty to let you know she was dropping by Anvil for the interview and wondering if you wanted to meet for a late lunch. You texted back a confirmation on a late lunch then rolled back over willing yourself to catch a little more sleep.

The line of interview requests was getting annoying at this point. There was only so many times Billy could sit in front of a reporter, slap on a fake smile and answer the same exact questions he already had a dozen times.

The most recent request came from The Bulletin and if he was being honest the only reason he had accepted was because it was the only paper in New York that had even attempted to paint Frank as anything short of a monster.

The appointment was scheduled for ten and at nine fifty eight on the dot there was a knock at his office door. He stood and straightened his tie as he walked across the floor. He was expecting the same run of the mill middle aged, balding man to be on the other side but instead there was a blonde woman that was around your age with a hesitant smile.

She held out her hand before he could even ask "Mr Russo? I'm Karen Page with the bulletin" the way she held herself seemed almost familiar to the point it took Billy a split second to respond "Nice to meet you and please just call me Billy"

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The questions Karen asked were different from the other papers. She stayed poised with her pen over her notepad and every time he gave an answer that would've had any other reporter beaming she instead would come back with an even more in depth question. There was an edge to the way she asked that almost had him questioning the possibility of her having been a former conquest from his not so savory dating days.

The reasoning behind her hostility was answered towards the end of the interview "The name Anvil. I've read a lot of your other interviews to prep for this one, didn't want to repeat questions and I've never seen it asked. Where did the name come from?"

He felt a smile pull at the corner of his lips as the memory of you laying across his chest as you proposed the name flashed through his mind "Honestly Miss Page I wouldn't be here today without the person who chose the name Anvil for this company" her jaw visibly tensed while she wrote down what he'd said and for a second he thought that would be the end of the questions but when she glanced back up there was a small flicker of annoyance that passed over her blue eyes. "That person must have been very important to you. Are they still in your life?" 

Any trace of a smile left his face when he thought back to the last time he'd held you in his arms, the night he truly lost any chance of a future with you. "Sadly no. She and I separated a while back" Karen scoffed loudly which caused him to raise an eyebrow "Is something wrong Miss Page?" She shook her head and started to gather her things "Not at all Mr Russo"

She walked halfway across his office then stopped and turned around "You know I was going to keep my mouth shut but I've never been really good at that. So if you cared about her so much and speak of her in terms like sadly no we separated why did you ever break her heart not once but twice?" Before he could respond she said "You know what? Nevermind. My editor will email you a copy of my article before it's printed. Have a good day"

He stared at the open door for only god knows how long. Every memory of you flooded through his head. How the hell did you know one of The Bulletin's top reporters? Her question of "why did you ever break her heart not once but twice?" Was still ringing through his mind when his phone ringing drew him out his own thoughts. He made a mental note to ask Curtis later that night about Karen Page then turned his attention back to business.

When you walked into the restaurant Karen had told you to meet her at around two you spotted her sitting at a table in the back. She smiled when she glanced up and spotted you so you worked your way over.

"Hey Karen" you greeted with a smile as you sat down across from her and asked the waitress for a lemonade before she handed you a menu and disappeared. 

Karen you noticed was being uncharacteristically quiet so you bumped her foot with your own under the table. "Miss Page do you want to share with the class?"

She finally met your eyes and it was like the dam she'd been holding back decided to burst all at once "The interview went fine but I could not sit there and listen to his bullshit a moment longer! I asked him about the name Anvil because while I'm a professional and while I know we didn't even know each other then I know he messed with your head pretty bad so I was just curious as to what he'd say" 

You could feel how big your eyes had gotten during her rant so you simply asked "Well what did he say?" "That he wouldn't be where he was without the person who named Anvil and he acted like he was upset that the two of you had ended although he's the one who broke your heart twice so I kind of snapped at him...please don't be mad"  whether it was the fact that Karen closer resembled a puppy that had been scolded at the moment or how funny you found the mental image of Billy just sitting there a bit confused while this woman he'd never met went off on him you hadn't even thought to be mad at Karen. 

"Of course I'm not mad at you. I just hope he didn't say anything to Ellison" you replied and she shook her head "No actually he thanked Ellison for the interview and said it went smoothly" you bit out a laugh "Must have been too embarrassed to say anything" she shrugged shyly before a smile slipped onto her face and pretty soon both of you were laughing.

When the article about Billy and Anvil came out the following monday you couldn't help yourself so you bought an issue of The Bulletin on your way to work.  Karen and Alice had both ended up staying at your place from friday night all the way to sunday afternoon. Teenager you would've been in heaven from the adult version of a two day long slumber party but it was actually cleansing. You felt better than you had in a long time.

You walked into the bays at the station house and greeted Evans and Rogers who were washing the trucks. "Feel free to hit my rig up next" you teased with a smile. Alice was standing at the counter pouring herself a glass of orange juice when you walked through the common area and held a second glass out to you. "Good morning partner" "Morning dear" you greeted as the two of you wandered into the locker room area so you could store your stuff.

You sat on the bench in front of your locker and let your eyes skim the article. It was like all of Karen's pieces, well written and informative but not boring to read. She ended it by saying "Whoever gave Mr Russo the name Anvil and the drive to open this company deserves a pat on the back as well" Alice was leaned across your shoulder reading along and giggled at the end "I think Karen would've called him an asshole in the article if she could've"

You cut your eyes back at her and she held up her hands defensively "I know, I know. We can't hate him just because he didn't want you but he could've given you a valid reason either time or you know what? He could've stayed away from you after the funeral but he didn't" you shook your head but a smile had worked it's way onto your face "You'd take my side against Chief Alice so it's not saying a lot you still wanting to slap him"��

She shrugged and sat down next to you "Or we could get you back into the dating world like Karen not so subtly suggested. I mean babe it's been plenty long enough. You need to get back out in the world. You don't have to fall in love but you could have a little fun! You're still young and you're fucking gorgeous" you rolled your eyes and was about to remind her just how long it'd been since she had to deal with the dating world but an alarm went out for a structure fire that needed ambulance as well so the entire station house went into action.

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As you were pulling out onto the road she winked at you and said "Saved by the bell from discussions of your lack of a dating life" 

You loved Alice but you just weren't really interested in dating. Hell you hadn't been with anyone but Billy in years. Not to mention finding someone who understood not only your personality, job, the fact that your friends who were your only family came before anyone else and your own personal baggage of trauma wouldn't exactly be easy to find. There was also the matter that you couldn't see your heart ever getting over Billy.

@intothesoul

@weallhaveadestiny

[color-coded-squad-bracket]

bolded squads are ones i still need a picture of

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Raphael (Red), Michelangelo (Orange), Leonardo (Blue), and Donatello (Purple)

Puella Magi Madoka Magica: Holy Quintet: Kyoko Sakura (Red), Mami Tomoe (Yellow), Sayaka Miki (Blue), Homura Akemi (Purple), and Madoka Kaname (Pink)

Lego Ninjago: The Ninja: Kai (Red), Cole (Black), Zane (White), Jay (Blue), Lloyd (Green), Nya (Grey/Cyan)

Homestuck: Beta Kids: John Egbert - Blue, Rose Lalonde - Purple, Dave Strider - Red, Jade Harley - Green

Animator vs. Animation: Color Gang: Red (Red), The Second Coming (Orange), Yellow (Yellow), Green (Green), and Blue (Blue)

Sanders Sides: Sanders Sides: Logan (Indigo), Roman (Red), Patton (Blue), Virgil (Purple), Janus (Yellow), and Remus (Green)

Red vs Blue: The Reds and The Blues: Sarge (Red), Simmons (Maroon), Grif (Orange), Donut (Pink), Lopez (Brown), Kaikaina (Yellow), Tucker (Teal), Caboose (Blue), Church (Light Blue), Doc (Purple), Washington (Grey), and Carolina (Aqua)

Heathers: The Heathers: Heather Chandler (Red), Heather McNamara (Yellow), Heather Duke (Green), and Veronica Sawyer (Blue)

Hatchetfield: The Lords in Black: Wiggly (Green), Pokey (Blue), Tinky (Yellow), Blinky (Purple), and Nibbly (Pink)

Powerpuff Girls: Powerpuff Girls: Blossom (Red/Pink), Bubbles (Blue), and Buttercup (Green)

Tokyo Mew Mew: Tokyo Mew Mew: Ichigo (Pink), Mint (Blue), Lettuce (Green), Pudding (Yellow), and Zakuro (Purple)

Fresh Precure: Fresh Precure: Peach (Pink), Berry (Blue), Pine (Yellow), and Passion (Red)

Smile Precure: Smile Precure: Happy (Pink), Sunny (Orange), Peace (Yellow), March (Green), and Beauty (Blue)

Mahoutsukai Precure: Mahoutsukai Precure: Miracle (Pink), Magical (Purple), and Felice (Green)

Sailor Moon: Sailor Scouts: Moon (Pink), Mercury (Blue), Mars (Red), Jupiter (Green), and Venus (Orange)

Ducktales: The Triplets: Huey (Red), Dewey (Blue), and Louie (Green)

Power Rangers: Power Rangers: Jason (Red), Zack (Black), Trini (Yellow), Billy (Blue), Kimberly (Pink), and Tommy (Green)

Voltron: Team Voltron: Shiro (Black), Keith (Red), Lance (Blue), Hunk (Yellow), Pidge (Green), Allura (Pink), and Coran (Orange)

RWBY: Team RWBY: Ruby Rose (Red), Weiss Schnee (White), Blake Belladonna (Black), and Yang Xiao Long (Yellow)

Amphibia: Calamity Trio: Sasha (Red), Marcy (Green), and Anne (Blue)

Sonic The Hedgehog: Team Sonic: Sonic (Blue), Knuckles (Red), and Tails (Yellow)

Healin’ Good Precure: Healin’ Good Precure: Grace (Pink), Fontaine (Blue), Sparkle (Yellow), and Earth (Purple)

Kuroko No Basuke: Generation of Miracles: Kise (Yellow), Midorima (Green), Aomine (Blue), Murasakibara (Purple), Akashi (Red), and Kuroko (Light Blue)

Kagerou Project: Mekakushi Dan: Kido (Purple), Seto (Green), Kano (Black), Mary (Pink), Momo (Orange), Ene (Blue), Shintaro (Red), Hibiya (Light Blue), Konoha (Yellow), Hiyori (Pink), Ayano (Red)

Ensemble Stars: Ryuseitai: Chiaki Morisawa (Red), Kanata Shinkai (Blue), Tetora Nagumo (Black), Shinobu Sengoku (Yellow), Midori Takamine (Green)

Clue: Suspects: Mrs. White (White), Mr. Green (Green), Mrs Peacock (Blue), Professor Plum (Purple), Miss Scarlet (Red), and Colonel Mustard (Orange)

Scooby Doo: Mystery Incorporated: Daphne (Purple), Shaggy (Green), Fred (Blue), Velma (Orange), Scooby (Brown)

Alvin and the Chipmunks: Alvin and the Chipmunks: Alvin (Red), Simon (Blue), and Theodore (Green)

Inside Out: Riley’s Emotions: Joy (Yellow), Sadness (Blue), Disgust (Green), Anger (Red), and Fear (Purple)

Strawberry Shortcake: Strawberry Shortcake & Friends: Strawberry Shortcake (Red), Lemon Meringue (Yellow), Orange Blossom (Orange), Raspberry Torte (Pink), Plum Pudding (Purple), and Blueberry Muffin (Blue)

Disney Fairies: Disney Fairies: Tinkerbell (Green), Silvermist (Blue), Iridessa (Yellow), Rosetta (Pink), Fawn (Orange), and Vidia (Purple)

Teletubbies: Teletubbies: Tinky Winky (Purple), Dipsy (Green), Laa Laa (Yellow), and Po (Red)

[emilieautumnarchives]

YOU WILL SUFFER NOW!!!

Posted: January 22, 2006 Archived from The Official Asylum Forums

"OPHELIAC" Limited Edition Signed EP for muffins Only available for pre-order RIGHT THIS VERY MOMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

With the complete album facing an uncertain release date due to ongoing label negotiations, I simply could not sit on this material any longer, and so I unleash upon YOU ALL, the few, the brave, and the bloomered, the "Opheliac Limited Edition Signed EP for muffins Only" containing six songs of women, water, and madness. With both tracks straight from the album as well as the occasional sweetmeat which you will not find elsewhere, this is the sound of love, hate, and corsets. All pre-orders will be signed and will receive a personal love letter from ME because I love you. The EP will ship March by 15th, with the first 250 orders receiving this lovely free signed poster (if you want one, order NOW because they'll be gone within a couple of days): [image missing] Let the suffering BEGIN!!!

[mr-imagin8ion]

Mixed Breeds comics 2016

Don't make me have to come to terms with the fact that what's going to make me famous isn't going to be this.

In the story "Friend or Faux", Muffin gets her body converted into faux fur. In "Bad Dog", Bearl goes on the run after being branded a bad dog. In "#MIXEDSPEEDS", Bearl and Muffin go speed-dating.

In "Because of Winn Ditzy", Winnie alters Bearl's personality. In the wordless story "Snow Job", Fitz and Bearl try to shovel.

In "Better Off Shed", the duet tries a new lotion that makes them shed their negativities. In "Black and White", Muffin loses the copyright to her fur coloration.

In "So What", Muffin invents a philosophy. In "Jupiter Day", aliens take the duet to celebrate their Earth Day. In "Wild Flowers", flowers overtake the town.

In "They Saved Bearl's Brain", Ms. Lola solves an issue by turning Bearl's brain inside out. In "Much Ado About Muffin", Muffin loses her memory and is reduced to an everyday cat.

In "sCatterbrain", Muffin is possessed by a vintage cartoon. In "My Little Postnie", Postnie attempts to save a race of clumsy pegasi from extinction.

In "Snail Away", Muffin's pet snail returns and is now fast. In "Animorffin", Muffin goes wild and turns into animals. In "Food for Thought", the duet's philosophies are bought by a brand of food.

In "Calorie", Muffin becomes a hungry superhero.

In "Muffin-guard On Duty", Muffin becomes a lifeguard but still fears water. In "Mr. Next Saturday Night", Baugo gets a jester who predicts the future. In "The Seven Naps", Muffin takes a tour of the seven best napping places.

In "The Sweet Spot", Muffin becomes an African fashion director. In "The Bean-churian Candidate", Bean and Elizabeth run for opposite offices. And in "This House Is Squirreling Apart", the squirrels succeed at depopulating the town.

In "Muffzilla vs. Bearl Kong", the duet turns into big monsters.

In "The Haunting of Pumpkin House", the duet attracts a crowd to a house of horrors. In "Miss Fitz", Muffin swaps her brain with Fitz's.

And in "Thankstaurant Impossible", the duet uses Thanksgiving leftovers to license a restaurant.

Original strips: January 2016, February 2016, March 2016, April 2016, May 2016, June 2016, July 2016, August 2016, September 2016, October 2016, November 2016, December 2016

[itspdameronthings]

I’m So Sorry Darlin

Summary: I got inspired to write this Benny fic from pics on @dameronscopilot page. Sadly its a sad one.Benny’s training time takes most of his time. Till the unthinkable happens. 

Sorry is a common word. Said so many times. When has it been said almost every day in the past few days? It gets old pretty quick. Till one day you had enough! 

YESTERDAY: 

Day goes off like a normal day. You and Benny are getting ready for work. Sitting on the bar chatting about plans for that evening.  Getting up to put the dirty dishes in the sink," Now don't forget about our dinner plans. I mean it! I know you are training hard for the finals. Hardly see you anymore.  Miss your arms around me.  Forgot how you feel. " Benny comes behind you.  Arms around your waist as he nibbles on your neck, " Know the feelin Peaches. Miss this body against mine. Soon the finals will be over. Soon things will be back to normal.  " 

Couldn't concentrate on work. All you could do is think about your date. Even got home early to dress up . Putting on the blue dress he loves so much. Hair up in a fancy updo to makeup.  Sitting by the window watching for his truck. One hour . Then two. Pacing around till you picked up your phone: 

Peaches: Benny John Miller! Where are you?! HOPE YOU ARE ON YOUR WAY HOME! BECAUSE I'M DRESSED AND READY TO GO!

No immediate response. Enough is enough. Picked up your keys. Drove around to cool off. Drive to one person you could count on. William.  Your brother,  yoSanti isn't home. Went out to tend to a security breach at some office building. Thankfully he was home. Opening the door to see you crying. Mascara running down your cheeks.  Reached out to hug you, " Shhh… I'm here honey. Tell your brother-in -law what happened.  Maybe I can help." Mumbled about Benny forgetting about their date. Telling him about you texting him.  No response. Will picks up his keys," Stay here. Gonna go ,and try to set him straight. Then I'll kick his ass!" 

Sounds of weights hitting the floor. Also sounds of grunting. Doors flying open cause Benny to look up from lifting the dumbbell.  That sight caused him to march over to pull the dumbbell out of his brother's hand," Kindly explain why you are still here?! Did you forget about your date with your wife? Hmm? She is over at my house crying. Right now I wanna kick your ass! How can you be so stupid!" Benny sinks down on the bench looking up at the clock, " SHIT SHIT!! She is gonna fucking castrate me this time! Saying sorry isn't gonna work this time. Need to talk to her! Make her understand that I fuckin love her with all my heart. Gotta help me bro!" 

Will looks at his brother for a moment.  Hate to see him like this.  You and Benny have been through so much together.  Sweethearts from the very beginning. Hardly fought,but this one? This one is the biggest one yet. As much as he wants to kick his ass right now. Has to do something. 

Meanwhile you are laying on Will's couch. Still crying. Suddenly you stopped. Heard Santi's voice, " Ironhead! I need your help…oh hay muffin! What's the matter? " Holding you tightly whispering soothing thoughts into your ear. Calm down enough to sit down again," Hate to be like this, but more and more fighting is his passion, and not me! All I ask for is a nice dinner with him! That's all!" Santi rubs his face again. Pacing around to think about a plan. Till he takes your hand to lead both of you outside, " Taking you home to pack a few things. You're coming back home with me. I know Frankie is there. You need to be with your family. " After texting Will. Both of you head out. 

Benny is a mess! After arriving home to see you're not there broke his now fragile heart. Sobbing like a baby, " She's gone! Damn! I need her in my arms bro! I…" Will hugs his brother telling him to pack a bag. He is staying with him. Can't be alone right now. He might do something rather stupid. 

Few days later: 

Both you and Benny haven't seen one another.  He quit training for the most part.  You worked from home. Tried not to cry anymore.  Meanwhile both Frankie , Santi and Will met at the gym to figure out a plan. Till Frankie smiles, " I know what we can do. We all know how they met, right? The carousel in town. What if .. Ya know someone sending a text for them to come over there.. they just might ya know talk things out. We have to do something! All of this sadness is getting to me! I know it's getting to ya too!" Both of them nod,but Will smiles," Have a better idea. Benny texts her to meet her there. Where we will set up a beautiful holiday moment out of those holiday movies." 

" Yall think she would ya know come if I asked her to? I mean.. I texted her every day! No fucking response think that's her way that.." Will hugs him, " Relax okay? I'm sure she would.  Right now someone is working on her right now." 

Pacing around after your brother ,and friend telling you to go. Sitting on the couch running your fingers in your hair," I don't know if I can go through with this! Feel like he will stand me up!" Santi sits down next to you holding your hand, " Look at me okay? Benny loves you so much! Yeah he screwed up, but it doesn't mean that this is the end for both of you. I remember the first time both of you met. So young. Defending you against that chump who was picking on you. Now go ,and put something warm on. " 

Benny: I hope ya read this.  Need to see ya. Wanna tell ya so many things that I'm dealin with. Meet me at the town square.  Near the carousel. I'll be sittin on the golden horse. 💚💚💚 Benny 

Peaches : Okay, I'll come. Hope you are telling the truth . Yes, we have things to talk about.  Hope we can work it out. 😭😭

Benny was beside himself! Happy you finally replied ! Went inside his old room to fetch something from his bag. Putting the item in his hoodie pocket. Taking a breath, " Future hangs in the balance. God! Hope she likes it." 

Santi volunteers to drive you to the town square. Looking for a certain red truck. Sure enough it's there. Taking a breath, " Okay, here I go. Don't mind if you stay ya know.  Just in case things turn to shit. I know it won't. So.. go ahead.  Have fun with the others.  " Blushing after hugging you when he closed ,and locked the truck's door, " So happens I have a project I have to tend to.  How about we meet at the diner for dinner? On me." 

Both of you parted ways . Santi arrived to see the others waiting in the bushes with a snow machine. Also a bluetooth speaker. Will grins, " Oh this is a good idea.  If this doesn't work? We can kill my brother." 

Walking up the path towards the destination. Memories flooding back. Beautiful moments both of you shared from him defending your honor to your first kiss. Seeing him now with a sad face made you sad even more. Taking a breath.  Time to hear what Benny has to say.

Benny sees you walking up slowly.  All he could do was stare for a moment.  How beautiful you are even with a sad expression.  Clearing his throat, " Glad you made it darlin one. Missed ya so much. I know I screwed up big time.  Couldn't concentrate on stuff. Made me think about what's more important.  You are more important than the finals. Took me away from you. From being together. " Clearing his throat as he pulls you close to him," Look at me honey what I'm tryin to say is that I retired from fighting. " 

News took you by surprise. All you could do is hug him close. Wanted to hear those words for a long time. Scared when he got hurt after one fight. Thought he would be a goner. Benny rubs your back.  Kissing your forehead, " Gonna spend my time making things right . Which is gonna start right now. "  Getting on one knee looking up at you," Peaches, you have been the major light in my life for so long. Been through lots of stuff together.  Good times,and not so good. Wanna take this opportunity to ask ya if you do the honor to remarry me? Came too close to lose darlin from losin  ya. Consider this a restart of our relationship." Tears ran down your face when he placed the ring on your finger. Looking at him with so much love. Kissing him for the first time in days. Running fingers through this hair," yes, my handsome knucklehead. I'll marry you again. So glad you see what's more important.  Now that you retired from fighting.  I have something to say. We need to go somewhere to be by ourselves. Reconnect. " Kiss your lips again," love that. How about we get out of here. " 

Both of you walked down the stairs to see snow falling? Also a familiar tune playing.  Looking around.  Laughing at the beautiful gesture. Benny holds you close again, " how about we enjoy the snow falling and our song." 

Series of high fives filled the air.  Next was a few tears till Frankie got up grunting as he got up," Finally! A happy ending! Now we can have our home back! " Santi hits him on the head with his hat," ``That's mean man!" Will followed suit till they left to head towards the diner. Not before they turned off the machine, and speakers.  Leave both of you in your own world. 

Sometimes a few words can ease your woes.  Other times they can't. All it matters is learning how to make amends with the one you love the most. 

[six-of-ravens]

okay, mild "what I've done over the 2 days I wasn't blabbing my whole life online" update bc I drank "high caffeine" tea at 8:30pm and. usually caffeine doesn't affect me but NOW IT IS:

yesterday was boring, most interesting thing was that I finally refilled my prescription and then went to Michaels as a reward (got a spiderweb tablecloth and tea towels at a steep discount) and then hit one of those stupid little concrete curb-median things in the parking lot and undid all the good work the dealership did in realigning my wheels.

beat Portal and started Portal 2!

the zucchini cake was a SUCCESS! I still have literally three quarters of that zucchini left though. apparently you can freeze grated zucchini though, so I might do that and then I can make more cake/cupcakes/muffins/whatever later on

mom's birthday went well, I got encouragement from the family to at least talk to my uncle/someone at his office about cancelling my life insurance so that was.... unexpected but good. Having a family member as an insurance agent is sometimes convenient but sometimes awkward and intimidating

I am also slowly being convinced to start an RRSP instead of a TFSA for my retirement. my aunt is finally explaining it in a way that makes sense (also: tax. breaks. taaaaax breaks. tax breaks.)

started Hummingbird Salamander and I'm enjoying it immensely

Aunt wants to do the same hike I did with a friend back in 2020, which will be nice bc when the friend and I went it was a) super busy so it was hard to take photos and b) raining off and on and therefore not very pleasant. She also wants to go see the suspension bridge nearby which we missed for some reason on our hike (I think I was confused about how to get to it) so that'll be fun. I am extremely worried about bears though, since a couple of seasoned backwoods hikers were attacked and killed a few weeks ago even though they did everything "right" when the bear approached.

and finally, they were selling frozen "leg of mutton" in the grocery store today and I almost said "wow, they sell murder weapons now?!" out loud. which would've been just so great since there was a very suspicious security guard marching around (for no reason I could tell, except maybe to arrest me for referencing the Roald Dahl murder mystery).