#⁀➷ ( ❦ evelyn ! )

[h2llish]

heyyyy TRICK OR TREAT!! romantic w/ leona please,,,,!! (also you dont have to put candy in the image or anything i just wanted to send it along with this since i had it HAHA)

hehe hi eve :3 take a spooked leona for a treat

a traveling haunted house that was often hyped for its scare factor, one that just so happened to dock on the isle for halloween. a perfect spooky date for you and your boyfriend, you'd think. and after, not as much convincing your peers would think was required, leona did agree.

going in, you'd known word of mouth was not always so reliable ─ but you think, for this, it certaintly was.

entering the haunted house, you were scared only several feet away from the entrance. the actors were intense in their job, and the effects were so obviously run by magic, giving the air a more tense feeling the further you went it.

you were attached to leona's side since the first scare actor, arms wrapped around his and half your face hidden in his shoulder. anytime you dared to look up, you were quickly regretting the decision as you were met with another actor, screaming or spouting words that sent shivers up and down your body.

leona, much to your oblivious state of freight, was faring no better. while you remained distracted by the jump scares and special effects, he was tense at your side. he had to hold back flinches far too many times to count, with his tail tucked near his leg, and his ears turned every which way, alert to every sound. he was quite happy you were so distracted by your own fear, fore his pride would certainly take a hit if you noticed.

but much to his displeasure, you would notice eventually; as you exit the house with your adrenaline spiked and your hands jittery, you turned to him with a giggle, "that was fun. really scary! but fun!" he grunted in reply, and you would've waved it off as his usual attitude, had you not realized the grip he had on your hand, that you failed to notice inside while pressed against him for faux protection against the scares.

"leona?" you asked, a smile on your lips and a tease to your tone, (you noticed, he realized, you noticed, and you would never let him live this down.) "were you scared?"

"no." he denied, and his mistake was how quick he was to answer. he gave in when you heard you laugh. he turned his head to glare at you, although it lacked the heat it often held when he glared at anyone else but you. "not a word."

you giggled, pulling his arm loser to you by his hand, and he leaned his head down, just enough for you to press a kiss to his cheek, "of course."

[futatsunoizumi2000]

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[battlelaine]

@downtrain more Emmet & Evelyn cause I'm obsessed

"O-oh." Of course he didn't think about Sobbles. What normal person would? No intelligent person would waste their time thinking on such a silly topic. He probably had better, more important things to spend his time thinking about. Wasn't she just wasting his time bringing this up. She was already preparing to backtrack and bury the conversation as though she had never brought it up in the first place.

Before she can though he asks her about them wants to hear her thoughts on them. It stumbles her making her freeze for a moment with a look like a Deerling in the headlights. Until a smile begins to overtake her face. An excitement she hadn't felt in a very long time flitter through her. She begins rubbing her thumb against palm to feel the fabric of her glove, helping her to focus through the sudden excitement.

"I do! I think about them quite a lot actually." With anyone else she would be nervous to admit such a silly thing to them. Yet with Emmet's interest shown she felt comfortable to let him in on this interest of hers.

"That's much the same with the Maison, we don't see many young or early evolution pokemon. I can't say I know much of other starters either. I learned of Sobbles when I was in school though and I've been rather enamored since. They're just such fascinating pokemon! Like did you know the reason people and pokemon alike cry when a Sobble cries is because it's tears are releasing a type of irritant into the air that attacks our corneas thus making our eyes water. It's a defense mechanism used to protect themselves from larger predators." As she speaks she keeps pointing to the air like a teacher standing before illustarted drawings on a chalkboard. It's perhaps the most animated she's been in quite awhile. At the same time she speaks excitedly, almost too quickly, and with a smile on her face. Until she seems to realize how much she's talking. Almost instantly she stops, lowers her hands then looks away embarrassed by how much she's been talking her friends ear off.

"Ah... Sorry. That must have been terribly boring to hear."

[h2llish]

SHES SO PINK!!!!! damn nobody like her. i love her

♥*♡∞:｡.｡OHOHOHOHOHO!! ༶•♛

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ PLEASE WELCOME... HEIR TO THE QUEENDOM OF ROSES, MARIE CHARLOTTE MADELEINE AMBROSIA BURGUNDY BRIE COCO VON BON BON ROSEMARY TARTE "SEBEHIME KISSER" GUILLAUME!

im so late to national princess day GOD DAMN. i worked my butt off for this brat 😭and i'm gonna have to do it all over again once i start her dorm uniform design... BUT WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, SAY HELLO TO YOUR PRINCESS!! template by @/ai-kan1 <3

damn. nobody like this bitch 😭😭😭😭 rambles and facts under the cut!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ok i think i should just come out and say it. marie is the WORST person you'll ever meet in your entire life. she is INSUFFERABLY annoying, insanely prideful, does NOT take no for an answer, and is generally a prick.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ marie wasn't always heir to the throne! marie had an older sister by 6 years, who died when she was 21 and marie was 15. by what causes? that's a secret :3

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ my biggest inspiration behind marie was sweetheart from omori! she was also partially inspired by hatsune miku, marie antoinette, celestia ludenberg, miranda vanderbilt, and just the himedere/princess trope in general.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ as stated above, marie has her own club, entirely revolving around appreciating her. somehow, she's accumulated a massive fanbase... nobody can resist her dazzling charms! (me when i lie)

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ marie brought her attendents to school with her! they do her hair every morning, follow her around, you know.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ marie is a BIIIIG fan of vil schoenheit!! she loves movies and his acting!!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ leona HATES HER GUTS. HE HAAATES HER SO MUCH. he doesnt even like being in the same LANDMASS as her.

ok im exhausted so im just gonna put up my taglist and call it a night. HOPE U GUYS LIKE HEERRRRRR

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[hysteria-things]

I KNOW REQUESTS R CLOSED BUT ONE DAY U SHOULD MAKE A MATT ANGST

DOUBTS

𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐅!𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dilf!matt x babysitter!reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: when a huge inconvenience happens, matt doubts himself as a father.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: ANGST/FLUFF, swearing

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1,075

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: i’m not really good at angst and this feels rushed but i hope you like it😔

(dilf!matt au originally by @luvs4matt)

matt curses and slams his fingertips against his keyboard as he types, frustrated by everything that consists of his job. his boss, his coworkers, the work itself… he’s pissed. at this point he doesn’t know what he’s mad at anymore, but he just is.

you went home after dropping evelyn at school this morning, and matt told you not to worry about picking her up since he’s working from home today. his day consisted of meetings and phone calls that he’d rather die than do, and as if on queue, his phone started to ring. “jesus fucking christ.” he grumbles, swiping the answer button without looking at who it is. “hello?”

“hi, is this matthew sturniolo? evelyn’s dad?” the lady on the other line says with cheerfulness yet concern.

his eyebrows furrow, and he stops working completely to lean back in his office chair. he recognizes the voice as his daughter’s teacher, but she never calls him. evelyn does fantastic in school, and his blood feels cold when he starts to worry. “yeah, that’s me. is everything okay?”

“yes, yes, everything’s fine!” the woman reassures. “it’s just that…” she clears her throat like she’s nervous to spit it out. “nobody came to pick up evelyn today, and i was wondering if anybody is on the way.”

matt’s face falls, the silence deafening when the teacher waits patiently for a response. he glances over at the time, seeing that it’s 3:32. school got out a little over thirty minutes ago.

shit… shit.

being caught up in work all day made time fly by, and he didn’t bother to look at the clock at all. he has a deadline due at 4:00, and he won’t get it done in time if he goes to pick up ev.

fuck!

“mr. sturniolo?” the silence is broken after three slow minutes. “are you still there?”

“i’ll send her babysitter over.” he says gruffly. “she’ll be there soon.” before she can respond, matt hangs up and taps on your contact.

Y/N

I need you.

hello to you too

No, not like that.

I need you to pick Evelyn up from school.

matt

school ended almost forty minutes ago

You think I don’t know that?

I was so busy with work I lost track of time and I can’t pick her up now.

Please, y/n.

I’ll give you the money for it.

i don’t care about the money

i’m getting in my car now

Thank you.

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when you arrive at the main doors of the elementary school, you smile at evelyn’s beaming face when she sees you. “y/n!” her backpack is as big as her, bouncing when she runs into your arms for a tight embrace. you take her hand and wave her teacher goodbye while you start walking to the car.

the ride back to the house is not even ten minutes, and you get a glimpse of matt sitting on the porch steps when you pull into the driveway. his hands are on his face, gripping his hair in stress. “i see daddy!” evelyn exclaims excitedly, unbuckling the top half of the car seat as she wiggles.

you giggle, putting the car in park. “let me stop moving, first.”

matt flinches, getting out of his trance when he feels tiny hands grab onto his knee. he lifts his head, the corner of his mouth lifting when he sees evelyn grunting as she tries to get on his lap. he helps her up, cradling the five-year-old in his arms as you approach. you drop her school bag on the ground, sitting next to matt, but keeping a distance.

he runs his fingers through his daughter’s brown curls before speaking. “have a good day today?”

“we colored a lot.” she nods along, swinging her legs. “mrs. quinn says i have a way with color.”

you can tell his mind is racing from his clenched jaw and bobbing of his adam’s apple as he swallows, staring down at evelyn to try and not show how upset he is in front of her. you see some chalk laid out by your vehicle. “hey, ev?” you grin when she looks at you, leaning your head to the bucket of chalk. “since you’re so good at drawing, why don’t you make a picture for me before i leave?”

it takes her a second to notice the chalk from afar, but then she hops down on the ground. “i’m going to make you a princess.” she states, jogging over to the sticks of rainbow shades.

matt beats you to it when she’s out of earshot, staring into space. “i’m a terrible father.”

“you’re not,” you say sternly, his sentence not fully out when you do.

your heart cracks at his words, and you look at him with sympathy. he’s knocking himself down over something so silly, but you can see how hurt he is even through his grumpy demeanor.

“i left my kid at school for almost an hour, y/n.” he argues back with some attitude, but you don’t take it personally. “no good parent does that.”

“it was one time.” you retort, moving closer to him a smidge. “don’t doubt yourself over something small like this. she was bubbly as hell when i grabbed her, and i honestly think she didn’t realize how long she was waiting. she was too distracted mingling with mrs. quinn.”

grumbling something under his breath, he looks over to evelyn who’s happily drawing all sorts of shapes and patterns onto the pavement. “look at that little girl over there and tell me she thinks the same.” you challenge, pointing at her.

he rolls his eyes at you, deep down knowing that you’re right. he’ll never admit it to your face, though. you then grab the unicorn backpack off the floor, unzipping it and reaching inside for something. “she explained the whole ride home about how she made this for you during her free time.” you pull out a piece of paper, unfold it, and hand it to him.

looking down, he runs his thumbs over the scribbled colors and rereads the message at least five times. you scan his face, seeing his eyes glossy and his lip gently quiver. it looks like he’s about to cry, but he doesn’t.

she does have a way with color.

“you consist of a lot of things, matt.” your voice cracks, subtly rubbing his lower back. “but being a bad father isn’t one of them.”

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

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[hayleythesugarbowl]

Hi! Hope you’re having a good day/night 😊I saw your post about requests open again . I know the requests are closed right now, that you said that you’re busy at the moment and focusing on other things in your life which is very understandable. But I have a request I’m dying to send, like try your best to get to it when you can, but i know you can’t promise it will be anytime soon.

I want to ask if it’s their a chance that I want to request a Ray Manchester/Captain Man (Henry Danger) shy!reader please? His team except schwoz thinks Ray is making things up that he has a girlfriend or that shy!reader chose her hero best friend to be they godfather of their newborn son who’s a mama boy. Then Ray thought it’s a good idea bringing his team to the hospital to see his family and the team are surprised that shy!reader happens to be a powerful and legendary Sorceress (like Scarlet Witch) & popular superhero in the planet, also a stage magician. Even the villains adored her.

Secret Identity || Ray Manchester/Captain Man x reader

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ masterlist • ray manchester masterlist ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

summary: you and ray have been dating in secret, due to your shyness and secret identity, but when there’s a change in your relationship it may be time to let everyone know

word count: 3.8k

warnings: i think i cursed once

a/n: thank you for this request lovely!! it’s been a while since i have written for ray and i love him so much. i hope you enjoy this! 🩰✨🍓

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“What is so hard to believe about me having a girlfriend?” 

     Captain Man put his hands on his hips in exasperation. He looked around the Man Cave, waiting for an answer. 

     The others glanced at each other, seeming to be having a conversation with their eyes. 

     “Nothing, man,” his sidekick finally said, having been silently delegated to answer, “It’s just, well, you’ve never really had a girlfriend before.”

     Oh what they didn’t know, you thought. You watched Ray, your boyfriend, talk to his friends through a crack in the door leading to the Man Cave. 

     These people, with the exception of Ray, had no idea who you were—or, at least they thought they didn’t—yet you knew so much about them. Ray had told you so much since you’d begun dating that you felt like you already knew his friends, even if you’d never met them. 

     Your boyfriend’s voice brought you back to reality. 

     “I have too had a girlfriend—Tana Sommers, fourth grade.” Ray shot back. 

     “Since we’ve known you,” the boy you knew to be Henry rubbed his temples. 

     “Ok, well, Evelyn Hall!”

     “You never called her back, remember?” The girl—Charlotte—responded. 

     “Lacey Lumbar!”

     “She tried to steal your inventions!” That was Jasper.

     “Gwen!”

     “She tried to kill you!” Charlotte added. 

     “Oh, I know,” Ray clapped his hands together, “Henry’s mom.”

     “Dude, my mom is not your girlfriend,” Henry sounded disgusted.

     “Well, not anymore,” Ray whispered.

     You found yourself absentmindedly making a fist, and looked down, unclenching your fingers carefully.

     You’d heard about Ray’s relationship with his sidekick’s mother. According to him, they’d been very serious ever since he rescued her from the jaws of a shark, until he broke it off with her shortly before meeting you. Although, knowing Ray, some of this might have been an exaggeration.

     “If you had a girlfriend—”

     Ray looked like he was about to argue again and Henry held up a hand, continuing quickly.

     “—which I’m not saying you don’t, why wouldn’t you just introduce her to us?”

     You played with the hem of your blouse. 

     “She just—well, I’m not ready to introduce her to you yet.”

     You silently thanked him for not revealing your secret. You weren’t sure anyone would actually believe Ray’s reason, seeing as you’d been together for nearly a year now, but you appreciated anyways.

     The truth was, you weren’t great with meeting people. You always got all flustered and your cheeks felt hot and you never knew what to say. 

     Ray was the only exception to that rule, always making you feel comfortable and safe. 

     You had always been shy and you just weren’t sure if you were ready to meet all of Ray’s friends, especially all at once. 

     It was ironic that you could crush a man’s windpipe just by looking at him but you feared making a simple introduction. 

     Which was the other truth Ray wasn’t telling his friends, which you knew was probably killing him. 

     You were kind of a superhero. The Sorceress, to be precise. You’d become quite infamous in Swellview since you’d arrived there shortly before you met Ray. You’d known practically no one when you’d arrived. 

     Well, that wasn’t quite true. You and your best friend Hal had moved across the country together. He was also blessed with superpowers, but preferred to work behind the scenes unless absolutely necessary. He was incredibly gifted with technology and you were thankful for all of the gadgets and weapons he designed for you. However, he didn’t want any credit even when you assured him he deserved it. 

     However, when he wasn’t donning a cape and gloves, he was the most outgoing person you knew. Always taking you out for drinks and insisting you had a good time. 

     It was funny, you thought, that the two of you were so opposite. Most everyone you knew had been introduced to you by Hal. 

     Except for Ray. 

     Ray told everyone he’d met you at the local coffee house. Which was partially true. If you changed coffee to clock and—well, house was more of a suggestion.

     You’d met in The Time Jerker’s lair. 

     Captain Man had been there for an entirely different business—apparently he owed the villain money for some reason or another—but you also happened to be chained up to a chair in his basement.

     It wasn’t an ideal situation, but it wasn’t particularly terrifying either. This had happened many times before that. The villains of Swellview had an odd fascination with you and appreciation for you and seemed to always be persuading you to change sides. You supposed it was because your set of superpowers could do an equal amount of bad as they could good. 

     That didn’t stop you from refusing every time. You’d rather lose your powers than become one of the criminals who tortured the city and its occupants.

     Captain Man had rescued you that day—if rescued is what you could call it—and you had instantly enjoyed his company. You didn’t meet many acquaintances as The Sorceress and you found it wildly easier to make conversation when you had a mask on and could hide under the guise of a confident, powerful superhero. 

     So you and Captain Man began dating in secret and nobody was the wiser.

     You smiled to yourself at the absurdity of two of the most known figures in Swellview keeping a secret like this.

     You knew Ray was probably dying to reveal to his friends who his girlfriend really was, but you knew he wouldn’t. Not unless you gave him the green light. 

     You supposed you two would have to tell people soon, you thought, placing a hand gently on your stomach. Everything would have to change when the baby was born. 

     The elevator doors opened and it caught your attention, the present crashing back down around you like a wave.

     A short man—Schwoz—stepped into the Man Cave carrying a bag of bird feed.

     “Lunch?” He held it out to the present company.

     A symphony of disgusted declines filled your ears and you chuckled quietly.

     “I’ll eat that,” Jasper said, “When Ray has a girlfriend.”

     “Ray has a girlfriend,” Schwoz said earnestly. 

     “Schwoz, what have we said about lying?” Charlotte chided.

     “No really,” Schwoz insisted, “She’s beautiful and smart and she likes a animals and she has these crazy superpowers—”

     “Too far, man,” Henry said, patting Schwoz on the shoulder and walking towards the elevator.

     You breathed a sigh of relief when Henry and his friends disappeared into the elevator, leaving the Man Cave for the day. You felt bad for giving Ray’s assistant the reputation of a liar, but you couldn’t deny you were glad no one believed him. It was easier that way.

     Schwoz had seen you and Ray…together once in the Man Cave and you were forced to tell him the truth. But he was the only one that knew besides you and Ray and Hal. So far, it seemed, except for almost moments ago, he’d kept his promise and hadn’t told anyone about his boss’s girlfriend’s identity. 

     “Coast is clear, babe,” Ray called to you. You left your hiding spot and entered the room.

     You walked over to Ray, smiling as he pulled you into his arms. You kissed him on the cheek and he looked down at you.

     “Now, where were we,” he whispered and leaned down to kiss you. 

     He stopped just before his lips touched yours as you both heard a loud crunching sound.

     You both looked up and saw Schwoz shamelessly watching your embrace as he dug into his bird food. 

     “Beat it Schwoz!” Ray shouted and the small man grabbed the bag and left, mumbling.

     Ray gave you a look as if to say, Assistant’s, am I right?, before leaning down and kissing you. You placed your hands on his chest and kissed him back. 

     Your boyfriend continued kissing you, moving from your lips down to your neck and finally landing in front of your stomach.

     He placed his hands around your sides, kneeling down in front of you and planting a kiss right where you imagined your baby was. You were pretty big now, your due date fastly approaching 

     “And how’s my little baby girl?” Ray cooed.

     You placed a hand on his head and ran your fingers through his hair. “And how do you know it’s a girl?”

     “Call it superhero’s intuition.” Ray said, looking up at you before pointing at your stomach, “You know, one day this is going to be my new sidekick.”

     “How will you break the news to Henry?” You asked, getting lost in the daydream of you and Ray here ten, twenty years from now. You were in the process of moving in with Ray ever since you found out you were pregnant, but this place had already felt like home for so long. Even Hal spent almost an equal amount of time here as at your apartment-turned-lair. Much to Ray’s dismay.

     “Henry’ll get over it,” Ray waved the idea away, “Besides, hypermobility? That’s nothing compared to the genes this kid is going to have with two superhero parents.”

     “What about me?” You teased, “What if i wanted to be your sidekick?”

     “(Y/n), that would never work. I couldn’t constantly have my sidekick upstaging me. It’s bad for my image.”

     “That wouldn’t happen,” you smacked him lightly on the arm as he stood up.

      “Yeah you’re right, I am pretty awesome,” Ray said with smirk and you laughed. 

     “How did I get so lucky?” You said sarcastically as you rolled your eyes playfully.

     Ray chuckled before falling silent and staring into your eyes.

     “(Y/n),” he said softly, running a hand along your arm, “We are going to have to tell everyone soon, you know that right?”

     You sighed, “I know.”

     “I mean, what’s the point of having a super-hot, badass girlfriend if I don’t even get to brag about it,” Ray pouted. “‘I’m dating The Sorceress and no one even knows how cool that makes me!”

     “But seriously,” he continued, “They’re going to find out eventually if you start living here full time. And Schwoz can’t keep a secret forever.”

     “Hey!” A muffled voice reached your ears, “I heard that!”

     “I said beat it Schwoz!” Ray yelled, spinning around to find the source of the voice. You laughed, grabbing his hand to bring him back to where he’d been standing before, inches from you.

     “Alright, alright I’m ’beating it’,” Schwoz said from somewhere and then it was quiet again.

     “I think we’re getting closer,” you said, bringing the hand that was intertwined with Ray’s to your stomach. Your due date wasn’t for a few weeks but you felt like it could be any time now. “Now we just wait.”

     “I can’t wait to be a father, (Y/n),” Ray said bringing his arms around you and kissing you again. 

     You smiled, letting him embrace you. How did you get so lucky? You thought, echoing your earlier sarcastic statement. That meeting what could’ve just been a friend one day in a villain’s lair would’ve turned into all this. 

     Friend. That reminded you. You pulled away. “Hal’s coming by later today,” you said, forgetting about it until just now.

     “Ugh, why?” Ray mumbled.

     “Because he’s my friend and I invited him,” you said. 

     Ray had this crazy idea that you were going to run away with Hal any second. No matter how many times you assured him it was just that. Crazy.

     “Well then, fine—how about I invite Henry’s mom,” Ray pouted. 

     “Did you and Henry’s mom even date?” You asked him, willing to settle it once and for all.

     “We totally did!” He pointed a finger at you. “It was the epic romance of the century.”

     “Oh yeah?” You crossed your arms, smirking, “What’s her name?”

     Ray sputtered, and you laughed. He crossed his arms back at you and turned away. 

     “You’re mean, you know that.” He was laying it on thick but you decided to oblige him.

     “Forgive me?” You said sweetly.

     “Only if you kiss me,” he said and you rolled your eyes but put your arms around him and placed a kiss on his lips.

     “Hey, c’mon, I don’t wanna see that!” You heard a familiar voice and turned towards the elevator, seeing Hal standing in the entryway, a look of mock outrage on his face. Where had the time gone? You’d thought it would be hours before he joined you.

     You walked over to him and gave him a hug. Ray sulked in the background and you pulled Hal towards him. Ray was impossible sometimes.

     “Say hi,” you whispered to Ray.

     “Hey Hal!” Ray said, overly enthusiastic.

     “Hey man,” Hal said, clapping Ray on the back. 

     “Ow!” Ray exaggerated.

     “Right sorry,” Hal laughed, “electric currents running though my hands and all.”

     “You’re indestructible, Ray.” You rolled your eyes at him.

     “Doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt,” Ray mumbled but you already turned your back to him, helping Hal get something out of the Auto Snacker.

      You were interrupted by an alarm sounding, loud and persistent.

      Ray jumped over to the computer and pressed a button, taking an incoming call from a very distraught looking woman in a jewelry store.

     Ray listened to the message and then shut the system off, moving to the center of the room and taking out his container of gum.

     “Guess this is a solo mission. See you  (Y/n), I’ll be back as soon as I can,” Ray said to you. He popped the gum in his mouth and transformed into Captain Man right before your eyes. 

     “I’ll come with you,” you said, “Henry’s already gone home so I’ll go. It’s not like I don’t do this alone every day.”

     You pressed a button on the bracelet encircling your wrist and your Sorceress attire soon took over your everyday clothes.

     “I can’t let you do that, (Y/n),” Ray insisted, “Not in your condition.”

     You’d taken some time off for your pregnancy lately and Hal had been covering for you the past couple of weeks. But still, you could manage one mission.

     “I’ll be fine,” you said, “Trust—”

     You paused, feeling an odd sensation inside of you. You looked down.

     “Ray, my water broke.”

     “What?” Ray said, rushing over to you. You nodded. 

      “What do—we need to—I can—we need to go to the hospital,” Ray finally said.

      “Like this?” You pointed to your superhero uniform.

     “There’s no time,” Ray said, wrapping an arm around you as if to pick you up.

     “I can take her,” Hal hurried over, throwing down his burrito. “If you need to go.”

     Ray looked over at him. “You think I can’t carry my girlfriend?”

     “Not the time, Ray,” you shot at him.

     “Right,” Ray said, picking you up and heading towards the door, “We’ll take the Mancopter, it’ll be the fastest.”

     “But what about the jewelry store!” You shouted.

     “I’ll go,” Hal said. “I want to be helpful. I’ll take care of it. Good luck, (Y/n).”

     Ray looked torn for a moment, before setting you down and quickly pulling Hal aside and saying something to him. You only caught the words ‘pick up’ and ‘under my name’.

     “Thanks so much, Hal,” you called to him, ignoring whatever Ray was saying to him as Ray rushed back towards you and direction of the helicopter.

     “Oh my god, I’m going to be a dad!” Ray shouted, as if it had just hit him, running towards you. As he ran you smiled at him, letting him lift you again as he finally placed you into the passenger seat. 

     “You ok?” He asked, a worried expression on his face.

     “I’m fine,” you smiled up at him, “just fine.”

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     “So, superhero’s intuition, huh?” You said as you cradled your new baby boy in your arms.

     Ray sat next to you, stroking your arm and looking lovingly down at his son.

    “Hey, I had a 50/50 chance,” Ray shrugged, smiling. “And didn’t I say it was going to be a boy?”

     You let out a quiet laugh, looking up at Ray. 

     “I love you so much,” he said, “You know that?”

     “Yeah,” you nudged him, “I do.”

     You were both silent for a moment as a nurse came in to check your vitals. Her glance landed for a moment on Ray’s clothing, no doubt surprised to see Captain Man siting on the side of your bed, before stepping out again. Your uniform lay discarded on a chair and you were grateful for the hospital gown you now wore which gave you some anonymity.

     You and Ray had gotten your fair share of odd looks and shocked glances and awed expressions as you entered the hospital. But you couldn’t seem to care now. Let them find out. You and Ray could deal with it later. Right now, this, your son, your loving boyfriend, was all that mattered.      

      When the nurse left, you turned to Ray

     “You want to hold him?” You said to him.

     He nodded and you gently passed your son to his father’s arms.

      “Hey there little superhero,” he said quietly. You watched the two of them with a happiness you couldn’t begin to explain.

     After a few moments, Ray handed your son back to you.

     “Hey, you mind if I step out for a minute?” He said, “I just have something I need to do.”

     You nodded and he kissed you on the forehead before standing up and leaving your room. 

     After what felt like 10 minutes, your boyfriend reentered the room. 

     “(Y/n),” Ray started, walking over to you and taking your hand, “I was thinking. Since we have a family now—a family (Y/n)—which brings us so much happiness and joy, what if now we shared that joy with others? I think it’s time.”

      You nodded. “Yes, Ray. I think you’re right.”

     “Good, ‘cause they’re already all in the lobby.” Ray looked relieved.

     “Ray!”

     “I haven’t told them anything, just that I had something to share with all of them. But it is a hospital so they’re getting kind of worried.”

     You nodded again and Ray opened the door, “Hey guys, come in.”

     You braced yourself, gripping your child tighter as Ray’s friends walked in the door.

Their expressions ranged from confusion to shock to apprehension.

     Ray cleared his throat, “Ladies and gentleman, my girlfriend.”

     Every jaw in the room—with the exception of you and Ray—dropped open.

     “You’re real?” Henry said, slowly approaching your bed.

     “What he means,” said Charlotte, “is hello.”

     “Dang, she is pretty,” Jasper said.

     “Jasper!” Ray warned at the same time as Schwoz entered the room holding an ice cream cone saying, “Told you!”

     Ray gave him a look. 

     “What?” Schwoz glanced at his ice cream, “I got hungry.”

     “Ray really does have a girlfriend,” Henry ran a hand through his hair, passing what looked suspiciously like a 10 dollar bill to Schwoz, before holding out his hand for you to shake. “I’m Henry.”

     “I—” You blushed and tried to find words as Ray came to stand by you, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. You took a deep breath. “I’m (Y/n). It’s nice to meet you.” You shook his hand. 

     “So,” Henry said, turning his attention to your son, “Ray’s baby.”

     “God I hope so,” Ray said and you hit him playfully on the arm.

     “Well, congrats guys,” Henry said and a chorus of congratulations filled the space. 

     You looked around the room. Past Jasper and Henry and Schwoz as your gaze landed on Charlotte, who was inspecting your discarded clothing.

     “Holy churros!” She said, coming to a conclusion, “You’re The Sorceress!”

     “Yeah,” you said sheepishly, “I guess I kinda am.”

     “You’re dating The Sorceress?” 

     All eyes turned to Ray. “Told you she was special,” he said.

     “And I told you she had superpowers!” Schwoz said.

     Ray opened his mouth.

     Schwoz beat him to it, “Yeah, I know, I’ll beat it.” 

     He left the room and you held back a laugh.

     “Well, I’m very glad to finally meet all of you,” you said. “Ray talks about you all the time.”

     “Did he say I’m the handsome one?” Jasper asked, “Because I am the handsome one.”

     “Oh definitely,” you said, amusement in your eyes as you obliged him. 

     At that moment, Hal rushed in, looking frantic.

     Upon seeing you, his eyes softened and he rushed over to greet you and your son. 

     “This is Hal,” you introduced him to the group, “Fellow superhero who happens to be a friend of mine.” 

     “Hello little guy,” Hal said, coming around to see your child. “You’re so handsome.”

     “Again, the handsome one,” Jasper gestured to his face and you laughed. Charlotte swatted his arm, dragging him and Henry out of the room and giving you a little wave. 

     You waved back, letting your friend hold the baby as Ray took your hand. 

     “What is he doing here?” He whispered.

     “He is the godfather of our child, Ray.”

     Hal’s eyes snapped up. “Really? You mean it.”

     “Of course,” you said, “We’d love you to.” 

     Ray smiled, sighing, “Welcome to the family!”

     You grinned so big you thought your cheeks were going to fall off.

     “And speaking of which,” Hal said, lowering his voice, “I got what you asked for. At the jewelers store.”

     What? Had Hal brought a criminal here to the hospital?

     He handed the baby back to you and then walked towards the door, passing  something to Ray from his coat pocket before leaving the room.

     “I’ll see you later, (Y/n),” he said.

     “Ray?” You asked, confused, “What’s going on?”

     Ray blew out a breath. “Ok, (Y/n), I love you very much—so much that it hurts sometimes and—what I’m trying to say is—”

     “Honey, you’re scaring me,” you told him.

     “No, uh—that was stupid, let me start over. (Y/n), I couldn’t have found anybody as perfect as you. I can’t imagine my life without you and I want to spend every second of my life with you. Except for maybe when we’re saving the city separately. Like, if you’re on one side of town and I’m on the other—and I’m not saying you can’t have friends or anything because that would be—”

     “Ray,” you said gently.

     “Right,” he knelt down, pulling out a small box “What I’m trying to say is I love you (Y/n). So what do you say? Will you marry me?”

     Tears filled your eyes as you nodded over and over again and he put the ring on your finger.

     He leaned down to kiss you and you wished you could live in this moment forever. Just you, Ray, your son, and the promise of a beautiful future together.

     “Yes, Ray,” you managed though your joyful tears, “A million times yes.”

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ hope you enjoyed this love!! have an amazing day 🫶 i may need to start a ray masterlist 🤭

[battlelaine]

"I-I have been there before... Many times." The horrors of all those eyes staring at you, silently demanding you hurry up... "I must agree becoming a puddle would be far preferred then facing such a horrific situation."

She must admit she's surprised to hear Serena finds the situation anxiety inducing as well. Serena was always so brave, Evelyn thought nothing could scare the young champion. Perhaps that was the true terrifying power of unspoken social law.

"Oh! That's true. I hadn't thought of it that way. I was simply ordering that as I thought it'd be easiest for the barista to make in short time. Having a simple cup of coffee would be a splendid way to test the quality of the cafe. If they can make a good black cup of coffee then it's likely they can make at least a decent cuppa. You'd hope the cafe would be that busy from popularity due to quality. Though I suppose that's not always the case. Sometimes a cafe without is popular despite having poor quality due to... Actually I'm not entirely sure. I suppose that just mean those sorts of places aren't meant for me."

"Oh, I know. It's a terrifying situation. Even worse if you've never been there before. I would rather melt into a puddle than go through that, to tell you the truth,"

Hands lace themselves together, tenting in front of Serena's features. She would expect no less-- nothing too different from her own reaction, when asking someone with similar unease around pressure-laden social situations. Actual orders aside.

"That... makes sense, though. It is the easiest and least particular order to say when under pressure. But... it could still work out in the long run. If that tastes fine, then you'd expect their teas to be of the same quality, right? So you know for next time."

[battlelaine]

Arceus gave her depression & dependency issues because if they hadn't she'd have bested them in hand to hand combat at age 15.

[the-eternalwoods]

@silvertonguedelf​ - (Main)

@josephslittledeputy (Far Cry 5)

⋆ ｡ﾟ☁︎ ｡ ⋆ ｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡ ⋆

OCs

Willa Rook ☼ || Captain Sunny ☽

Sidra Navros ✧ || Sel Blackmore 🂡

Datura ❀ || Evelyn Foster ♕

Celeste Night ⁂ || Lucian Vargas Ⓛ

Eris Shepard ☠ || V/Valerie 𑁍

Juniper Valentine ❦ || Sparrow 🏴‍☠️

Gabriel Walker ☁︎☾☁︎ || Aidan Night ⚰︎

Hanna Thorne 🔪 || Sarina Mabaroshi ❄︎

Selene Von Valancius ⚔︎ || 

[battlelaine]

Pointing to Emmet ( @downtrain ) "That's my emotional support train conductor."

[h2llish]

thanks for the tag evelyn >.<

the first one is interesting (you'll never catch me behind the wheel of anything)

but the second is actually super accurate cries

tagging: @edith-is-a-cat @shinysparklesapphires @floydsteeth @v-anrouge + anyone who wants to join!

tagged by @lost-my-sanity1 to do this character head canon generator!! (thanks for the tag, i made a new post b/c…. the last one was a *tad* long….)

i forgor what i was doing and clicked the generate button too many times.. the first one i got though was that i only speak in memes… which is not true. i swear. (or maybe it is. who knows. i suck at self analyzation)

but also. i would 10/10 succumb to the fog. the fog means that i dont have to try anymore on anything, and why wouldnt i want that. im lazy and i know it

no pressure tags: @toxicrevolver (i prommy. ill get to the tags games you sent me. in the next 300000 business days.) @loredwy (hi. i have lost hope for all previous tag games. but i still will keep sending you more) @coldbasementruins (idk if you do these. but i cant think of who else to tag) @ghostfeather (hows uh… summer break going) @certifiedmaidenlessblog (i dont think you do these either but oh well) @/anyone else if they want to do this

[battlelaine]

Thinking again about Evelyn & her bond with a big ol' valcano deity(Entei) who she treats like he's a spoiled house cat. Also thinking about Morgan and her horse girl esque obsession with her bonded partner(Virizion)

[battlelaine]

"How was your day?... Mine was... Fine. Was everyone nice to you?... I hope so..." She's sitting by the side of the road talking to a boulder.

[battlelaine]

@downtrain continued from here

The silence before his answer feels like an eternity as Evelyn waits, hoping for a positive answer to her very silly question. She certainly realized how nonsensical her question was. Yet it plagued her none the less. Upon his response she lights up like an evening star.

"Thank goodness! I was terribly concerned for the state of our friendship if I were to suddenly transform into a Wurmple. Oh! If you were to turn into a Wurmple, or pokemon of any sort, I would still be fond of you too! I would consider you my friend no matter what. So long as you don't mind, that is."

[skidrowflorist]

'When it comes to relationships...' Oh. Audrey is beginning to understand that their conversation isn't just about clothes. She's used to this kind of advice by now. Mr. Mushnik never lets up from disparaging Orin, and Ronnette has led more than one campaign from her and her friends. Audrey is almost numb to these attacks on her relationship. No one understands what she has with him, or what she has to stomach with him. How could they help her? How could they understand how badly she wanted this to work? How could she ever explain that she was afraid she'd never do better than him? 'No one will ever love you like he does,' a frightened voice warns in the back of her mind. 'And no one will ever hate you so much if you leave.' She prepares to mount the tired old defenses she only half-believes...

But then she's surprised. Evelyn has the restraint to hold back whatever her own advice would have been when she senses Audrey's discomfort. A little bit of the tension eases from her shoulders.

"It's, ah... It's okay," she says impulsively, appeasingly, even though it doesn't really feel okay. "You never understand relationships until you're in them yourself. And no one can ever explain how it's ... "complicated. You expect things of each other, and you try to do for each other... I know he likes it when I dress for him, and I like to make him happy. Nothing wrong with that."

Evelyn gave a small smile, her brows creasing together slightly.

"I've never believed in that whole 'beauty is pain' thing…"

But maybe that was a luxury, to not feel bad about your body, to not care about the opinions of others.

No, that wasn't true, Evelyn cared about how others saw her, in terms of her actions, in terms of most things, actually, but beauty and style is subjective. She didn't see the point in wearing clothes that she didn't want to wear, or that caused her discomfort. Whereas Audrey...

She was probably reading too much into this. They were only clothes after all. Just because Evelyn's sense of style revealed practically everything about her, didn't mean it was the same for everyone else. She shouldn't put people into little boxes, like they did to her.

"There's nothing wrong with wanting to look pretty but… I'm not even sure what I'm trying to say, I haven't had a lot of experience when it comes to relationships."

She laughed a bit, realising how she must sound, giving heartfelt opinions on something she knew nothing about.

"I think someone you're with should - "

Evelyn was going to end with "should love you no matter what you wear" but stopped herself as she realised how that could be misconstrued. She didn't mean that Orin didn't love Audrey, or that Audrey didn't deserve love, she absolutely did. She deserved ten times the love she gave others. Audrey deserved the world, and even that wouldn't be enough for someone so sweet and pure.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable with my questioning, I don't know where I was going with that."

[battlelaine]

"I-is everyone okay??"