#I AM SO PROUD OF HOW SHE TURNED OUT LOOKING

[captain-huggy-bear]

“how fucking dare you- i am married.” with clayton pls!

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Loyal king who doesn't even look at another woman when he's with you. Of course you can! Thank you <3

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Clayton's not entirely sure why he even agreed to this, he's 5 beers in, definitely a little drunk and he has practice in the morning, but somehow Kess, Cools and Doaner (young and terrible influences) had convinced him to go out drinking.

Clay isn't really concerned with anyone else around him; he's barely noticed the group of young women who keep glancing their way and giggling. Not his scene, not his style, not when he misses you and how normally at this time he'd be in bed, your hands running through his hair, maybe tugging on his chain as he makes out with you for one last time before you both decide to go to sleep like you're 90 years old.

"Oh, she's a dime." It's Kess that says it, sounding like some sort of 1950s greaser wannabe as he looks towards a blonde at the end of the bar. She's twirling her hair around her finger and looking at them, Clay barely glances at her before turning back to his phone to check if you've messaged him since you said goodnight. Not yet...and he sighs heavily, a drunken sort of neediness to see you coming over him. God he misses you.

"A dime? Who even calls a girl that anymore?" Cools and Doaner team up on the larger guy, taking the piss out of him.

"Are you from the 50s?" Clay groans as the three go at each other because he can't handle this right now, he misses you and they're arguing over stupid ass terminology like a bunch of five years. His fault for going out with a bunch of single guys. Besides, if anyone is a dime it's you. You're a dime...the dimey-est dime to ever exist actually.

"So you think I'm wrong? She's not hot?" At this point it's obvious that they're talking about her, Clay can already see her considering whether to sidle up and he hopes she doesn't. Her eyes are flitting between all of them like they're all an option...he is not.

"She's hot, sure, right, Kells?" It's Cools attempt to include him that has him offended, taken aback as he aggressively gestures with his beer, it sloshing nearly over the rim of his glass.

“How fucking dare you- I am married." It's obvious that Cools and Doaner don't understand. They're young. Unmarried. Single. They can't comprehend how offensive it is to ask Clay, a married man, whether another woman was hot or not.

"So you've turned blind?"

"Why the fuck would I look at any other woman when this" Clay picks up his phone, lighting up the screen as he shows off his lock screen, a picture of you smiling as you hold the scraggly cat you'd forced him to let you adopt, "is my wife?"

"But, you can still find other women attractive...you're not dead."

"Listen to me carefully," He throws an arm around Logan, breathing too close to his face in a way that has Cools' scrunching up his nose at the beer breath, "when you fall in love....when you fall in love no one else is attractive anymore. I don't even comprehend other women. I just want my wife." God, when was the last time he found another woman attractive? He actually can't remember, he's been obsessed with you since day one, uninterested in anyone else.

He's getting messy, sloppy, a little soppy and his eyes tear up and Cooley pats him awkwardly on the arm like he's worried Clayton might start crying.

"A...are you okay, man?"

"I just...i'm really missing her, look," He unlocks his phone clumsily, finding his gallery and going throw each photo of you and him, "Isn't she pretty?" God, you're so pretty to Clay. If he were a cartoon Kess is pretty sure Clay's eyes would be heart shaped. He's a little envious honestly.

"Are you going to hit me if I say yes? or if I say no?"

"No! Yes! W-" Clay really is confused, his head is fuzzy, he feels a little sick and all he wants is to see you. God, don't you look so pretty in this photo? Oh, and this one too.

"Okay, cap...let's take that away," Kess reaches over and plucks the beer from Clay's hands, "you wanna see your wife, buddy?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, let's get you home then, c'mon," Kess sighs like he's dealing with a toddler rather than his fully grow captain, still, he helps Clay from his seat at the bar and the three of them make their way to the door. The entire time Doaner and Cools complain about the fact they could have scored a few numbers if Clay wasn't so whiny about his wife.

All Clay can think is that he's so excited to see his wife again.

You are less excited when a very heavy, very drunk Clay flops on top of you during your sleep moaning about how hot you are and how you're such a 'dime'.

[thecheshireprincess]

Writing prompt that came to mind was how would Chishiya take care of his pretty girl if she had a bad day cause I know he’d cheer you up

Bad Day

Chishiya x Reader (No pronouns mentioned)

Summary: Your best friend does what he knows to help you feel better after a bad day.

Content Warning: Possibly curse words; this is literally just fluff. Very tame for Talia, please be proud.

A/N: This is part one of two stories that I wrote for @potato-vagina's request; I wanted to show some fun character development with Chishiya pre and post-Borderland. Though you aren't necessarily his "pretty girl" here, you will be.

"Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong."

That's Murphy's Law - a somber addage that you don't typically allow yourself to subscribe to. Usually, you're too positive of a person for that kind of thing. Today, however, you wish to find whoever Murphy is and curse him out for the shit day you were currently experiencing.

You'd overslept your alarm by thirty minutes, smacking your head off the bedside lamp in your rush to get up and ready. A piece of toast had burnt your hand, you missed the first two trains to get across the city to your nine AM class, and now you were caught in the rain without your umbrella; the item in question without a doubt still leaning forgotten next to the front door.

A shiver wracks through your body as you huddle under the small shelter of the bus stop, rain pelting heavily against the metal overhead. The bus is usually your absolute last choice for transportation, but right now it's the only thing that may still get you to your class on time. Surely your day has to turn around from here, right? You believe in the power of optimism - maybe if you can just focus your mind onto more positive things, the things around you will improve. Right.

Out of the corner of your eye, you spot your bus approaching down the street and rush out of your temporary shelter to flag it down a little madly. You would not be missing the bus too. The driver blessedly pulls over to the side to let you on, but not without first splashing into a massive puddle you hadn't seen before; sending a wave of freezing cold, dirty rain water cascading over your form.

Perfect, just perfect. Now you will be miserable, cold, and wet for the rest of the day. And isn't that just what you needed? Forget the power of optimism. Today is a bad day.

With just three minutes to spare, you finally make it into the sprawling lecture hall, most of your classmates already seated and chattering happily amongst themselves. You toss your bag haphazardly down on the floor beside your seat, flopping into the stiff wooden chair with a long sigh. At least you had gotten your body to class - whether your mind would be capable of focusing on any material was a different question entirely.

Your blonde best friend turns to look at you from the seat next to yours, a smirk growing on his smug face as he takes in your soaked appearance. He raises an eyebrow quizzically, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the laminate table in front of him. Before he can get even a single snide comment out of his mouth, you put a trembling hand up. "Don't. Not today, I'm not in the mood," you mumble in warning, knowing exactly where this conversation would be heading if you didn't nip it in the bud.

Chishiya raises his hands in dramatic mock surrender, blinking slowly at you instead, waiting for you to continue. You always continued.

"I'm having the worst day ever," you lament, rubbing aggressively at your eyes with the heels of your hands and leaning back precariously in your rickety chair; not caring if it suddenly decides to break. That would just be your luck today. He nods, eyes narrowing as he continues to study you. "Seems like it," he deadpans, still tapping, still staring. Making no move to question you further or offer his condolences.

Realistically, you know better than to expect Chishiya to try to comfort you, especially over a series of events so trivial. Though he's been your best friend since starting medical school a few years ago, you don't dare assume he feels more for you than tolerance. That's just who he is, and you'd long ago accepted that from him. Most of all, he is not the sympathetic type.

So when your friend begins calmly packing up the notebooks and pens that had been laid out neatly in front of him, your jaw drops in surprise. Class hadn't even begun yet, let alone finished - where was he going? Your confused eyes rake over his careful movements as he packs up his school bag, willing your brain to catch up with him. Chishiya was always five steps ahead of you, and this time you didn't want him to leave you behind.

"Come with me," he mutters simply, leaving no room for arguing; the man standing from his seat and turning to leave the room. You scramble after him in shock, carelessly looping the strap of your bag over your arm. "Chishiya! We're skipping class? We shouldn't!" you whisper yell as to not attract attention to yourselves sneaking out the back.

He snorts before responding, continuing his smooth walk down the hallway to the exit. "You definitely shouldn't, you need the lecture more than me," he says derisively, not bothering to look back at you, "but one day won't hurt. Probably." You shoot him a glare for his comment, but you can't bring yourself to disagree. This was your worst class, after all, everyone knew that.

Chishiya hesitates a moment before opening the heavy glass door to the outside, looking back at you briefly as if considering something. He sighs, shrugging his beloved jacket off and holding it out to you without another word. Your jaw nearly drops to the ground at this display of Chishiya caring about something other than himself, but choose not to comment for fear that it would break the illusion. You hurriedly wrap the soft jacket around you, the man's warmth soaking quickly into your chilled bones. "Thank you," you whisper, almost so quietly you aren't sure he even heard you; but the man nods once and proceeds to exit the building.

You continue your journey together in familiar silence - Chishiya isn't much of a talker even on a good day, and you're still hardly in the mood to beg for conversation from him. So you just follow him. You think you'd follow him to the end of the Earth if he asked you to.

An art museum. Chishiya had brought you to an art museum. To make you feel better? You weren't sure.

The blonde leads you masterfully through various sculptures and paintings, obviously having an exhibit in mind in the large, brightly lit space. When he stops you in front of a painting, you look at him in curiosity. Nearly disbelief. "The Mona Lisa?" you inquire, watching as Chishiya looks up at it almost reverantly, barely breathing.

After a brief moment of silence, he lets out a breath he didn't realize he had been holding. "There's really only been one thing in my life that has ever incited curiosity in me . . ." he begins, tone hushed but steady, "For some reason, the first time I laid eyes upon this painting, I couldn't look away. Still can't," he says with another sharp breath out, something akin to a chuckle for the man. His eyes never once leave the painting to look at you or anywhere else.

"I just wanted someone to understand me back then. I didn't think I'd ever have that from an actual person." He tilts his head now at the painting, as if he were looking at something completely different than he remembered. A comfortable silence blankets over the two of you as your breaths and hearts sync.

You turn to study your friend, seeing him with through a different lens in this place - his safe place. His safe place, where he felt understood for the first and maybe only time in his life. His safe place, that he was sharing with you to help you feel better on a bad day. You feel your breath catch in your throat at the realization, that maybe. Just maybe. Chishiya did like you beyond just tolerating your presence. Because why would a man like him ever bother to tolerate a person if he didn't need to? I didn't think I'd ever have that from an actual person. Did he mean . . .?

He leads you to sit on a marbled bench in front of the painting, a place you guessed he'd probably spent a lot of time in his life. You could almost see the ghost of younger Chishiya in the room, searching for something among the colorful strokes of paint. You hope he found it. A wave of calm rushes over you sitting here in the quiet gallery, surrounded by nothing and no one except Chishiya and the Mona Lisa. The small pains of your morning begin to easily melt from your mind, a pleasant warmth radiating through your body despite your clothes and hair still being damp.

Suddenly, things click into place. You get it. Chishiya wasn't expecting to make your day better by showing you the Mona Lisa. He was making your day better by sharing a piece of himself with you. Because you get him. You sigh contentedly, a tiny grin on your face, letting your focus drop briefly into your lap to consider your next move.

After a few more moments of easy silence and introspection, you finally make a bold decision. "Thank you for understanding what I needed today," you whisper, laying your head gingerly against his shoulder with a smile as you follow his gaze back up to study the painting.

You don't see it, but the corners of Chishiya's lips quirk up slightly as his heart skips a beat in his chest. His now enigmatic smile rivals even that of the one he'd studied for years.

Mutual understanding. With you.

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GUARDED

summary: Genesis has been protecting her heart ever since she filed for divorce and didn’t want to be in another relationship until he came around and changed her mind.

this fanfic is 18+ NO MINORS ALLOWED

warnings contain: emotional abuse, divorce, depression

word count: 5.7k

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smut warning: it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good at writing ✍🏽 smuts but I am improving at the moment

Jimmy Uso x Genesis

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𝚯𝒎𝛈𝒊𝒔𝛓𝒊𝛆𝛈𝛕

Genesis met with her lawyers today to finalize her divorce settlement with her ex-husband Quincy. She aimed to reclaim the money he had taken from her and wanted to keep the house, as it was in her name. Quincy had not contributed to acquiring the house or its furniture, and she was determined not to let him take everything she had worked hard for.

After being married to him for more than five years—five years filled with his infidelity and emotional abuse—she finally realized she could no longer tolerate it. Acknowledging her self-worth and understanding that she deserved more, she decided to leave. She had even supported him in building his career from the ground up, as he lacked the means to do it himself, but now that career was on the verge of collapse.

She felt relieved that she chose to keep her own last name instead of taking his. The thought of being called Mrs. Parker didn't feel right to her.

She noticed his expression turning distressed as he realized she was taking away everything he believed he had earned through hard work.

“Are you sure about this Gigi? You want to take everything I worked so hard for?” Quincy asked.

She scoffed at him, crossing her arms. "You mean all the effort I put in? My hard-earned money to support your ridiculous business? Of course, it will succeed, I have no doubt about that," Genesis responded.

The judge signed the document, glancing at both of them before asking, “Mrs. Taylor, are you certain this is what you want?” Genesis nodded, her gaze fixed on Quincy.

"Mr. Parker, are you aware that Miss Taylor is reclaiming everything, including the money you took from her for your business, as well as the house and furniture? You will need to figure out how to repay her in full. Are you alright with this?"

Quincy looked at Genesis and then at the judge, wearing a smile that was unfamiliar to her. This smile felt darker and more menacing than the usual one she was accustomed to.

"Certainly, your honor, I agree with all of this. She truly deserves the best, doesn’t she?" The judge nodded and brought the gavel down, its sound resonating throughout the courtroom.

"The divorce is complete. Miss Taylor will reclaim all the money you took from her. If you fail to return the full amount, you will be detained until you do. She will also retain ownership of the house and furniture in her name."

His face changed when he learned he would need to repay her.

“Wait, wait. I have to pay her back all of her money? The judge nodded his head.

“You can’t be serious right?”

“Indeed, this is serious Quincy. I told you not to play with me.” Quincy's expression shifted to anger, as if he wanted to rush over and slap her, but he managed to stay calm.

“How can I pay all of that off Gigi?”

Genesis chuckled at him, “you’ll find a way around that hopefully if not I just pray you’ll be behind bars but I’m glad that i'm not with you anymore.”

Genesis hugged her lawyers, smiling as she expressed her gratitude for their assistance, particularly in uncovering Quincy's theft of her money. She gathered her belongings and started to leave the courtroom when she suddenly heard him shouting from behind.

“Just you wait Gigi! No man will ever never want to marry a woman like you! You’ll be begging for forgiveness from me! You fucking bitch!” As Genesis exited the courtroom, she noticed her best friend Jade sitting nearby, absorbed in her phone, waiting for her to emerge.

Seeing her best friend's face full of emotion, she stood up from her chair and walked over, noticing tears streaming down her cheeks.

“Are you finally free from that man?” Jade asked as Genesis nodded her head.

Genesis and Jade embraced tightly, with tears streaming from Genesis's eyes and soaking Jade's shirt. Jade gently patted her back, reassuring her that everything would be alright and that she was finally free from Quincy. All the emotional pain and suffering she had endured was now behind her.

Jade gently held Genesis's shoulders as she wiped the tears from her eyes, and they slowly moved apart.

“You’re free, bestie, we have to celebrate.” She said

“Girl, we have to go to work.” Genesis responded with a chuckle.

“We will celebrate afterwards but I’m so proud of you for leaving him. He was starting to get on my nerves, Gigi.” 

Her and Jade left the courthouse together, chatting about going to the club tonight after work with the rest of the group.

Genesis preferred staying at home rather than going out in public. She found comfort in her own space and wasn't fond of being around others. Shy and quiet, she felt more at ease when she was alone.

She decided to go to the club tonight with her best friend to celebrate her divorce, just this once.

Genesis was busy reviewing the questions she planned to ask some wrestlers backstage today. While she was focused on that, she noticed Jackie approaching her with a big smile and then hugged her tightly.

“I heard the good news from Jade and you’re finally separated from Quincy?” Jackie said.

Genesis realized that Jade would definitely speak up about this situation; her best friend had been anticipating the moment when she would finally move on from that man, and now she had. Jade felt immense pride for Genesis for making this decision.

“Yes, I am legally separated from this man and here’s the kicker, he gotta pay me all of my money back that he had stolen from me.” She responded as Jackie Squeal from the top of her lungs as everyone around them was looking.

She had covered Jackie’s mouth, shushing her while chuckling at her. “Did she spill the beans to everyone or just you?”

“I believe she just told me and I think Cody too.” Cody became Genesis's closest friend when he joined the company, as he was the first to welcome her. He, along with Jackie and Kathy, assisted her with interviewing the wrestlers backstage.

“I just know he’s proud of me for doing this because this was very much needed.” Jackie had nodded her head in agreement. “Let’s pray she doesn't tell everyone else cause imma be tired of hugging folks all day today.”

She and Jackie shared a laugh while chatting, as Jimmy, his twin brother, and their cousin made their way backstage for an interview with Genesis. He had met her a few times at work, where their interactions were usually brief greetings or simple conversations. Nothing too exciting happened beyond that.

While walking toward Genesis and Jackie with the tag team titles slung over their shoulders, Jimmy glanced at her outfit and thought to himself, wow, she always looks amazing at work. He couldn't help but lick his lips as they got closer.

That’s when Jey had said something, “yooo, Gigi! I heard the great news from Jade.” Jimmy and Zilla looked at each other with confusion.

Genesis sighed deeply, “Jade told yall too huh? Look I’m not finna be giving out hugs all day now.” 

“I know, but I’m proud of you Uce! You are free from that lame ass dude now you can do whatever you want.” Jey said.

“Free? What do you mean by that?” Jimmy asked.

“Oh, I just finalized my divorce today and now I’m legally single.” Genesis replied as Jimmy nodded his head.

“And she’s making his pockets hurt even though he ain’t got no money.” They all laughed at what Jey had said about. 

“Please, I hope he gets sent to jail for it.” They all agreed with her as they continued to talk about it before they could start the interview segment backstage.

Jimmy found it hard not to admire Genesis' beauty. The way her chocolate brown skin glowed in the light affected him deeply, but he chose to keep his feelings to himself for the moment.

“You think shawty is going let me hit?” Zilla asked as Jimmy looked at him like he was crazy.

“Dawg, didn’t you just hear what she said? She's freshly divorced Zilla and all you can think about is getting some coochie.” He responded as Zilla shrugged his shoulders.

“I bet you I can get her phone number after this backstage segment.”

Jimmy chuckled at him, “A’ight dawg, when she rejected yo’ ass don’t be coming over here upset.”

Zilla had dismissed him with an eye roll, while he continued to gaze at Genesis as if she were his next target.

Genesis was packing her belongings after the backstage interview, ready to leave for a meal since she hadn't eaten since leaving the courthouse. Just as she was about to walk away, she heard someone calling her name.

She turned to see her cousin Zilla, Jimmy and Jey's brother, approaching her with a big smile. She had her purse slung over her shoulder and smiled back at him.

“Hey shawty, I heard yall heading to the club tonight after work.” Zilla said.

“Yeah, we are, they just wanted to celebrate me finally getting that divorce finalized pretty much.” Genesis said.

Jimmy and Jey were observing everything happening before them as Zilla attempted to charm Genesis. Jey then nudged him to get his attention.

“You see what he tryna do over there, he 's sweet talking to her.” Jey said.

“Yeah, I can tell. It looks like it’s working but I don’t want him to use her for his own sexual favors you know? That doesn’t seem right.”  Jimmy responded.

“I hear you twin, we are all heading to the club tonight to celebrate with her. I mean why would he want to fuck her she seems innocent.” Genesis has chosen to remain celibate for quite some time, particularly after her relationship with Quincy. She decided to stop being intimate and informed him of her decision to focus on celibacy. She wants to share herself with someone who will truly value and love her, rather than someone like Quincy, who only sought physical intimacy every day.

Only her closest friend, Jade, is aware of this and advised her to hold off on having sex again. Jimmy observed that Genesis tends to be reserved, rarely engaging with others, and focuses solely on her work.

He admires her for that.

She only spoke to her best friend Jade and Cody; other than that, she didn't really communicate with anyone else.

Zilla and Genesis had shared a hug just before she turned to leave him. Zilla approached them, holding his phone and smiling.

“I got her number yall.” Zilla announced, showing off his smirk on his face.

“So, what? You just gonna ask her to fuck and leave?” Jey asked.

“Nah, imma wait until we go to the club tonight. I heard they had private rooms up in there.” Jey nodded his head.

Jimmy remained silent, feeling uneasy about his cousin using Genesis for his own sexual desires, which troubled him.

“Shit, she probably won’t give it up to you so easily.” 

“Hell, she seems like the type to do so. We’ll see tonight.” 

“Don’t get yo’ hopes up.”

At the club, everyone was celebrating Genesis's divorce from Quincy. People were drinking and dancing to the lively music. Genesis sat on the couch, sipping her margarita and observing the fun around her. She noticed Jimmy walking towards her, a cold beer in hand and a smile on his face.

She looked at his outfit for the evening. He wore all black, paired with a SnapBack hat and a Cuban silver link chain around his neck, along with crisp white Air Force sneakers. The scent of his signature cologne, which he always wore, especially at work, filled the air and captivated her senses.

“What’s a beautiful woman like yourself doing sitting there by herself instead of having fun?” Jimmy begins to say.

Genesis chuckles at him while sipping on her margarita, “I’m not the type of person who likes to party. I only agreed to this because Jade wanted to celebrate my divorce that’s all I’m really an introvert.” Genesis said.

“I can tell, I understand though.” She nodded her head listening to him attentively until he held his hand out offering her to dance. “You wanna dance with me c'mon you gotta have fun tonight.” Genesis chucked at him as she took his hand into hers while he brought her to the dance floor as they both began dancing with each other.

The DJ played "Attention" by 451 in the background while she and Jimmy danced together, enjoying the music and having a great time like good friends do. He held her close, with her hand around his neck, both savoring the moment and each other's presence.

Zilla observed the two of them dancing together, feeling a pang of jealousy because it wasn't him dancing with her; instead, she was with Jimmy. He took a sip from his red cup filled with beer as he heard Jey's footsteps approaching from behind, having also noticed Jimmy and Genesis on the dance floor.

He noticed Zilla's expression shift to one of anger, which made him laugh.

“Seems like someone is jealous.” 

Zilla had clicked his teeth and shot Jey a glance while rolling his eyes.

“Mane, ain’t nobody jealous Jimmy just got lucky that’s all. Imma get with her tonight you feel me.” 

“Yeah, aight we will see because it seems like my brother got more game than you and he didn’t even ask for her number yet.” Zilla had playfully pushed his cousin as Jey chuckled at him while throwing his hands up. “Aye, man I’m just saying dawg.”

“Ain’t Jimmy dealing with that hoe Trinity? Why is he tryna take what’s mine when he's dealing with her?” Zilla said.

“I mean he’s technically single and he doesn't even pay attention to shawty. She's only with him for his money but Jimmy doesn’t claim her.” Jey responded as Zilla nodded his head.

“Well, he needs to move around on Genesis because she is mine for tonight.”

Jimmy and Genesis remained on the dance floor, sharing laughter and getting to know one another better as she felt his hands resting on her waist. "Are you enjoying yourself?" Jimmy inquired, gazing into her chocolate-colored eyes.

“Yeah, I am, it's been a while since I’ve done something like this, you know?” Genesis responded gazing into his chocolate brown eyes.

“I understand Gigi, you ain’t gotta tell me.” She smiled at him while swaying her hips to the music, surprising him. This made her laugh shortly after. "c’mon pretty boy you gotta catch up now.” Pretty Boy? That just made him chuckle at her keeping her close to him.

“Everyone! Gather around! We finna play a game.” At that moment, they noticed Jade tapping on her glass, drawing the attention of everyone around, including themselves, as they gathered together.

Genesis and Jimmy were seated side by side on the couch, listening to Jade. "We're playing truth or dare, and the rules are easy. If you refuse to answer a truth or complete a dare, you have to take a shot of Don Julio, okay?" Jade announced, and everyone around them nodded in agreement.

Everyone started playing the game, with many people taking shot after shot of Don Julio. Some attempted the dare, while others chose to back out and didn't drink at all.

“You guys are so lameee bro.” She said as she looked at Genesis and Jimmy talking to each other. “Gigi! My lovely best friend!”

Genesis gave her attention while nodding her head, “truth or dare?” She swallowed her margarita before speaking. “Dare.”

“I dare you to kiss someone that’s to your left.” Genesis's eyes widened in surprise when she noticed Jimmy sitting to her left, leading them to share a brief glance.

“Jade, ion think that’s a good idea girl like…” Genesis protested.

“Yeah, can’t she just choose someone else instead of me?” Jimmy chimed in.

Jade laughed softly, anticipating her best friend's hesitation. A playful smirk appeared on her face. "Are you two being scared? It's just a harmless kiss! I even dare you to sit on his lap while you do it." Genesis had decided not to drink any more that night since she needed to go home later. She glanced at Jimmy, studying his expression to ensure he was okay with the idea.

She got up and settled onto Jimmy's lap, feeling his hand on her waist to help her balance and prevent her from falling, with their faces just inches apart.

“It’s just an innocent kiss right?” She asked.

“Yeah, an innocent kiss wouldn't mean anything.” Jimmy said as Genesis nodded her head.

“C’mon yall kiss!” Jimmy gently held her chin, his thumb gliding over her lips before he pressed his lips against hers. Genesis froze, suddenly aware that it had been a long time since she had kissed anyone. The last person to kiss her was Quincy.

Her lips mirrored his actions while the crowd around them gasped in surprise. Genesis flashed them a middle finger, feeling Jimmy's tongue gently exploring her mouth, as if he understood exactly how to please her.

His lips brushed against her jawline, making her shiver at his daring move, while Jey and Jade looked on in surprise.

“Oh shit!” Jey said in excitement.

“Okay periodddd get into it!” Jade encouraged.

Jimmy pressed his lips against hers again, his hands gently cradling her cheeks as he deepened the kiss, aware that they only had a few seconds remaining.

Something inside them seemed to break as they got lost in the kiss, only to be interrupted by Jade's voice saying, "time's up!" Jimmy enjoyed the taste of Genesis's lips a moment longer before pulling back and noticing how flustered she looked.

They both breathed heavily, locking eyes for a moment as she smiled at him.

“You good gigi?” Jimmy asked.

“Y-yeah, I’m good. I’m good phew lord.” Genesis replied as she got off his lap fixing her dress in the process.

“Damn, yall were Into that kiss way too deep bestie.” Genesis gave Jade a glare while she chuckled at her picking the next person.

Zilla was seething with rage as he watched his cousin kiss Genesis. He had wanted to be the one to make the first move, but once again, Jimmy had to take the attention away from him, which really frustrated him. Genesis finished her drink and set it down on the table, leaning back on the couch as she observed the others playing Truth or Dare.

She brushed her lips, recalling the kiss she had just shared with Jimmy moments earlier. Turning her head, she noticed him chatting with his twin brother, who seemed to be playfully teasing him about the kiss.

The kiss was just a dare, right? It didn’t hold any significance. Yet, she couldn’t help but crave more of his lips.

His gentle touch as he cradled her chin and kissed her left her feeling overwhelmed, especially with how he held her like a true gentleman.

She realized she wasn't seeking a serious relationship; she was focused on safeguarding her heart. After Quincy, she didn't want to be with anyone else; it felt overwhelming for her.

As everyone was saying their goodbyes and congratulating Genesis on her divorce, she was just about to leave when she heard a familiar voice calling her name. Turning around, she saw Jimmy approaching her.

“What’s up Jimmy?” Genesis asked.

“You good? I’m sorry about the kiss, I just wanted to be sure that you were comfortable with it.” Jimmy said.

“It’s okay. I was comfortable with it, it just took me by surprise. That's all you’re fine.” She replied while giving him a reassuring smile Jimmy wipes the sweat from his forehead causing her to chuckle at him.

They remained quiet while he admired her outfit from head to toe. He appreciated how the dress accentuated her curves beautifully.

“You look good tonight though Gigi.” 

She looks down before looking back up at him.

“You did too Jimmy, I like the all black fit on you.” 

He flashed his bright white teeth, including the grills, which she noticed when he smiled at her.

“Can I get yo’ number so we can talk and get to know each other more? As friends.” Jimmy asked.

Genesis took his phone, added her number under the nickname 'Gigi🤍' in his contacts, and then handed the phone back to him.

“I’ll see you in the morning to catch our flight to the next city, yeah?” Genesis said as she was about to head out the door until he grabbed her waist.

“Yeah, hollon now. C’mere.” Jimmy wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into a hug. She returned the gesture, inhaling his familiar scent of signature cologne.

She wasn't accustomed to sharing this kind of intimacy with anyone else, but for some strange reason, she felt secure in his embrace for a brief moment. As she lifted her head from his chest, she met his gaze while he looked down at her petite frame, captivated by her beautiful face. His eyes moved from her lips to her eyes, almost as if he were following a triangle pattern, completely entranced by her.

They separated, and she smiled at him before stepping out the door. Jimmy felt a tightness in his jeans, making him curse quietly as he ran his fingers through his hair.

Genesis was just about to enter her car when she heard Jade's footsteps, prompting her to turn around.

“Girl, you and Jimmy would make a perfect couple.” Jade remarked while Genesis rolled her eyes, aware of how this conversation would unfold.

She climbed into the driver's seat of her car, closing the door while leaving the window slightly open to hear her best friend. As she fastened her seatbelt, she listened attentively.

“Jade, I told you I’m not looking for anything serious. And Jimmy he’s a fine man don’t get me wrong but I’m just not ready for all of that.” 

“I know, I won’t pressure you about it because I care about your wellbeing. But whenever you want to give it another shot you know the person you could hit up.”

“Me and Him are just friends, well starting to become friends—besides we both know that kiss didn’t mean anything.” Jade glanced at her, realizing that the kiss between Genesis and Jimmy held significance, evident in the way he was kissing her.

“Girl, whatever. The way that man was kissing on you, especially all the way down to your jawline? Oh girl you trippin but I digress. I'll let you go home. I'll see you in the morning.” Genesis rolled up her window and started the ignition of her car when she noticed Jimmy leaving with his twin brother and cousin.

She and Jimmy exchanged smiles as they made eye contact. She waved at him, and he waved back before she drove out of the parking lot, heading home for the night.

While driving home, she found herself reflecting on the kiss she and Jimmy had shared during their game of truth or dare. The way he caressed her and pressed his lips against her jawline left her spellbound. It felt as if they were kissing like long-lost soulmates.

She didn't share with anyone that she felt extremely wet under her dress—she wasn't wearing any underwear. Genesis had to step away to the bathroom to freshen up. It had been a long time since she felt that way, with her body responding to a man she hardly knew.

Genesis attempted to dismiss her emotions, reminding herself that she wasn't prepared for another serious relationship and needed to protect her heart.

After arriving home, she entered the house and headed upstairs to her bedroom. She changed into a comfy outfit consisting of a crop top and booty shorts. Having already removed her makeup, she jumped into bed and settled into the cool sheets.

After settling into a cozy position in her bed, she picked up her phone and noticed a message from Jimmy that unexpectedly brought a smile to her face.

Jimmy ❤️‍🩹: Hey Gigi did you make it home safely?

She began texting him back.

Gigi🤍: yeah I made it home safely I’m laying in my bed rn

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: that’s good you got everything packed for this long flight for tmr

Gigi🤍: mhm I made sure I grabbed everything I needed for the next city hbu?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: yeah,  twin keeps bothering me about the kiss 

Gigi🤍: are you like used to him doing allat by now?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: yeah but it can get annoying sometimes tho, I wanna cuss his ass out sometimes 😭

Gigi🤍: yall two are funny asf 

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: that’s The Uso’s for you but wyd rn?

Gigi🤍: I’m finna head to bed for tonight for this long as flight why?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: tryna get to know you more Gigi

Gigi🤍: what is it that you want to know?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: anything you feel comfortable sharing with me ❤️

That made her heart warm seeing that text from him.

Gigi🤍: well for starters I am Into like astrology and zodiac signs just to see if people are compatible with each other that’s how I got Jade and her man hooked up with each other 😭

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: oh fr? What’s yo’ zodiac sign?

Gigi🤍: I am a Capricorn ♑️ hbu?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: a leo ♌️ 

Gigi🤍: I heard that Leos and Capricorns are compatible with each other what you think pretty boy?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: pretty boy? Is that going to be my nickname for now on?

Gigi🤍: mhm sure is 

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: aight then lil mama I think we are compatible for each other 

lil mama? She never heard someone call her something new like that and deep down she liked it.

Gigi🤍: what do you like to do for fun? And are you competitive bc ik I am.

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: oh you the competitive type huh? I liked to play the game with the guys I could probably beat yo’ ass in COD

Gigi🤍: nigga I will fuck you in COD don’t play you better ask someone about me pretty boy 

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: you wanna bet that up lil mama?

Gigi🤍: mhm I am confident that I can whoop yo’ ass in COD and Soul Caliber 5

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: bet that up then can’t wait to see the look on your face when you lose

Gigi🤍: nigga you gon be the one losing here not me pretty boy 🙂‍↕️

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: FaceTime me 

Gigi🤍: kk

Genesis called Jimmy on FaceTime, and he answered right away, his face illuminated in the dim light. She had set her phone down on a spare pillow as she settled into her bed.

She noticed that his hair was loose, and he wasn't wearing a shirt, which revealed his tribal tattoos. He also had a Cuban link chain around his neck.

“Someone looks comfortable, are you going to be ready for this beat down.” Genesis said, making Jimmy scoff at her.

“Little girl, you’re entering the penitentiary zone right now speaking to me like that.” Jimmy responded.

“Ouuu, the penitentiary zone I’m scared. Nigga just say you gonna get yo’ ass whooped.” 

They kept discussing who would lose the initial rounds, and the loser would have to kiss the winner—quite interesting. “You gon’ lose lil mama you gon have to kiss these pretty lips.”

“Un-Huh, I am not kissing you. You’re going to be the one that’s kissing me.”

“We’ll see.”

She covered her face with blankets to avoid the camera while they chatted and got to know each other better. It was then that he mentioned her face being hidden.

“Lemme’ see your pretty face lil mama hiding beneath that blanket.” Jimmy commented.

“Jimmy ion have no makeup on.” Blanca protested.

“So? Ion care you look pretty without it.” Genesis chose not to resist as she pulled the blanket away from her face, revealing it and noticing the smile on his face in response.

She noticed him settling into the bed, running his fingers through his hair and licking his lips. For a moment, she was surprised by the soft words he mumbled under his breath, but it quickly brought a smile to her face.

“Pretty ass.” 

“What was that Pretty boy?”

“You heard me with yo’ pretty ass don’t act like you didn’t.” Genesis had rolled her eyes at him while smiling.

She felt herself blush as he showered her with compliments, fanning her face in response.

Her and Jimmy kept chatting throughout the night, sharing stories about their past experiences and relationships. Jimmy particularly opened up about his current situation with Trinity, even though he doesn't really focus on her.

Genesis explained her reasons for divorcing Quincy, citing his infidelity and emotional abuse during their marriage. She noticed Jimmy listening closely, stroking his beard thoughtfully as she spoke.

She elaborated on her reasons for wanting everything in the divorce, stating that he didn't deserve it. She also mentioned how angry he was after the divorce was finalized because he had to return all the money he had taken from her.

“Damn, I’m sorry to hear that, Gigi.” 

“It’s okay, Jimmy I’m just glad that I’m away from him for good and now I can be happy.”

“Yeah, a pretty woman like you didn’t deserve all of that from him whatsoever.” Genesis smiled at him when he said that knowing that he was going to have her back within all of this.

Jimmy noticed that Genesis was getting sleepy, yawning repeatedly from side to side. This made him chuckle at her adorableness as he watched her snuggle under her blanket.

“We can hang up the phone if you wanna get some rest Gigi.” Jimmy said.

He could hear her whine through the phone, “nooo, I want to sleep on the phone together, your voice is very comforting.” Genesis said.

“A’ight then lil mama, we can stay on the phone tonight and get some sleep.” She nodded her head, fighting to keep her eyes open, but they quickly shut as she fell asleep in an instant, with Jimmy observing her drift off.

He snapped a few pictures of her sleeping on his phone, then set it down securely to avoid it falling while he settled into his bed, listening to her soft snores through the device.

He snapped a few pictures of her sleeping on his phone, then set it down securely to avoid it falling while he settled into his bed, listening to her soft snores through the device.

GUARDED

a/n: hello so I am back with another Jimmy Uso fanfic I like how all of  my Jimmy Uso fanfics are going so far honestly lately just been having a lot of ideas honesty.

But this is only the beginning of Jimmy and Genesis' relationship, just a slow burn honestly. But hope y'all enjoy this chapter lmk in the comments below.

STAY UCEY.

[puffins-muffins]

okay, okay... now that we are 2 chapters in (WALDO WEDNESDAY is now officially my favorite day of the week!!!) I just need to screech about how perfectly you've set this one up. I AM HOOKED, Laur!!

Anyways, let's get into it....

First and foremost, our girls bestie sounds like a real gem 😉😂 and her man Jackson sounds even more delightful! 🫠

your initial description of Waldo? I'm having the same filthy images.

You simply nodded in response, your eyes still locked on the tall man with the confident walk, his short, blond hair and bright blue eyes captivating even from where you sat. The way his pants hugged his ass didn't go unnoticed, highlighted by how his dress shirt was tucked into them, and you were able to tell he worked out, your mind wandering to filthy images of his toned body despite his professional attire. 

I'm so anxious for our girl being stalked? omg omg! 😱

LOL @ Waldo being so pissy to the other cops. morons. and how she's yelling at them for not taking her seriously?! I shouldn't have giggled at her exasperation with them but that line you wrote was a little funny.

also love how he affectionately gets nicknamed hehehehehe

Chapter 1 does such a good job of laying the groundwork between these two, so much intrigue already! the pacing is *chefs kiss*

AND THEN CHAPTER 2!!! I know I told you last night, but you are DIABOLICAL for that little toothpick imagery - like how much have we thirsted over those photos?! ugh, be still my HEART. what that tongue do, Waldo? 👅

Waldo looked over his shoulder at you, a toothpick hanging off his lips that his tongue moved around alluringly. 

Waldo being so kind and caring to her during this? such a sweetie. 😍 and coming to her rescue when she sees the creepo on her street? that quick little u-turn? I just imagine how hot his arms look pulling that move in his car. fuuuuck.

THE GASP I GUSPED WHEN I READ THIS:

“Fuck’s sake,” you breathed, shoving it toward Waldo for him to see. Don’t think you’re safe with the cop

HE EVEN BLEW ON HER CUT KNEE?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME! 🥵

and this just absolutely fucking SENT me 😂🤣 like yaaassss girl! asking the important questions!

“Is there a Mrs. Waldo?” you asked, your question surprising him and making him twist on the spot. 

and the finger tapping?! stooopppp! like why are you so good at Waldo? 🥰 (and all our Charlie boys)

the way you build these worlds in your stories is truly something special and unique, Laur!! 👏🏻 and you've absolutely done it again with Detective Waldo. I cannot wait to read what happens next!! 🤩 so proud of all the hard work you put into this, babe. 💗💗💗

y'all need to run on over to AO3 and read these chapters right meeooowww!

Coming soon to AO3...

A multi-chapter series featuring Last Looks character Charlie Waldo x female reader...

Eyes On You

Charlie Waldo is a L.A.P.D Detective at the height of his career when he chooses to take matters into his own hands on a case where your life is threatened by a dangerous stalker. Your safety becomes his priority, leading to both of you getting far more than you expected in the midst of chaos.

This fic has it all-- suspense, tension, "there was only one bed", and of course smut. It is already over 14k words and I haven't yet finished the final scenes or edited, so it may end up being longer! While I'm not around here much for various reasons, please know how much I appreciate the continued support of my readers, mutuals and friends and hope that you'll give this fic a chance and enjoy it as much as I've enjoyed writing it. 💗

*please note that the reader is not given any physical descriptions aside from having hair despite photo used in moodboard.

[starlovesganyu]

So, first of all, hi! I've been enjoying your writing for a bit now!

Secondly, for my day job I work as a barista at a local cafe in my area, so, if I may make a request

For any ladies you want to write, could I see some reactions to them receiving a cup of coffee from their S.O. one morning, but it's not a cup of instant coffee they're used to, but something specially brewed by S.O. (s.o. did their homework learning what coffee they like thanks to coffee dates). It turns out a previous job of theirs was as a barista

brewed with love!

❀--❀--❀--❀--❀--❀--❀--❀--❀--❀--❀--❀--❀--❀

various characters x gn!reader

ft: jean, ayaka, yelan

warnings: none

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jean -`✮´-

• getting out of bed in the morning has consistently been one of the most challenging tasks of jean's day

• but this morning, instead of the usual horrid sound of her alarm, it's the smell of rich, freshly brewed coffee that gently stirs her awake

• in the kitchen, she is met with the sight of you brewing a cup of coffee

"w-what are you doing...?"

• she slowly takes a sip, her widening just a touch before softening with warmth

"this is...my favorite brew...how did you know?"

• she gently takes another sip, keeping the mug raised in an attempt to hide the pink dusting her cheeks

"you didn't have to go this far, but i truly appreciate it"

• when you mention your barista background and how you remembered her favorite coffee from previous dates, jean's heart melts

• after today, jean starts to look forward to mornings. she'll also try to inconspicuously bring up different beans or brews she's read about, hoping that you make her more in the future <3

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ayaka -`✮´-

• it’s one of those rare days where the morning fog still clings to the grounds of the kamisato estate. ayaka is seated at her desk, prepping herself for another day of managing the comission's work

• she hears the sound of footsteps and the rattle of a tray down the hall and lets a deep sigh- her morning coffee delivery usually comes with unavoidable small talk, something she isn't incredible at

• but when the door slides open, it's not the usual attendant that walks into the room

"s-s/o?"

(you) "i thought this might suit your tastes better than what the attendants usually prepare," you say with a soft smile, setting the tray down

• ayaka blinks in surprise, trying to stay composed, before taking a small sip

“it’s smooth… and slightly floral…”

• when you mention your barista past and your “research” on her preferences, ayaka’s cheeks go bright pink

"y-you did all of that… for me?”

• she gathers herself, but on the inside she is melting- this level of thoughtfulness is making it really difficult to maintain her poise

"i-i could get used to this...if it doesn't trouble you too much..."

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yelan -`✮´-

• it was one of yelan's rare days off, her morning spent curled up on her favorite lounge chair, hair in a loose braid, pretending to read an old case file

• you walk into the room carefully holding a steaming cup of custom-brewed coffee. from the smell, yelan could tell it was her favorite- you had done your homework and are clearly proud of it

• yelan looks up and lazily arches a brow

"well, well. you are either trying to bribe me...or maybe hide something..."

(you) "what! no! i-i just thought you deserve better than the instant coffee you always drink in the mornings

• yelan accepts the mug with grace, taking a slow sip before looking up at you with a smirk on her face

“colombian roast. medium grind. you used the siphon brewer i keep in the upper cabinet"

• yelan wishes she got a video of your reaction

"sweatheart. i've tracked hundreds and hundreds of people. you think i didn’t hear you rummaging through all the drawers and cabinets at 5:36 am?

(you) "so you knew about this the whole time?"

"yeah, but you were cute about it, so i decided to play along"

[pinkvaquita]

After so... SO FUCKING LONG...

I finally re-desing my oc for one if my oc x canon ships!

Remember Sugar Coated Grape Cookie? Well yer name is just Grape Ade Cookie. Honestly I really wanted a shorted and lesd complicadate thing for her.

And damn it turned out good, SHE IS SO PRETTY <33333

Also, take some doodles of her being down bad for Butter roll cookie :3

[eternadreeblissa]

Man I just realized how better I was at drawing traditional than digital

[the-hilda-librarians-wife]

@hilda-appreciation-week Day 1 - Favourite Character(s)

Kaisa (A.K.A - The Librarian)

Wow. Shocker, I know. I unfortunately didn’t have a clear idea of what I wanted to do with her for today, so I decided to try out some sketches of me attempting to figure out other drawing styles. Feat my turtleneck Kaisa and my caffeine addicted Kaisa agendas

References - x x x x

[talkfastcal]

i love being a collector btw<3<3

[liliesandthemoon]

memories.

[cicadidae-tm9899]

I'm having an art style crisis rn and the way I'm trying to fight it is by doing studies 👍👍

[lxnarphase]

━ ❝ OH, IT'S MINIKUNA ! ❞

✮₊‧⁺...content: heian era!sukuna x wife!reader, fluff, mentions of childbirth, sukuna is an overly proud father, sukuna is whipped for his wife

✮₊‧⁺...lunar's note: based of this little blurbie and this one too !! needed some fluff with kuna bc he would love having a baby girl idc what anyone says !!! also i did my best describing the birthing process in a time accurate period but it's definitely a bit inaccurate because...i have never had a baby LOL

no one has ever seen sukuna ryomen, king of curses, wince before.

not until today, at the wrath of his pregnant wife who somehow got a hold of his fingers instead of his hand.

one of the nurses did warn him to not give you his finger and to ensure you always hold his hand. but by the gods, he swears you almost ripped his finger off.

it's cute to him, however, when you attempt to curse him out.

'gods, sukuna, i despise your entire being!'

'i know, my wife.'

'i should've never let you get me pregnant, you animal!'

'you begged for it, my wife.'

'i am never letting you bed me again, use your hand for the rest of your existence!'

'you can't keep your hands off me, my wife, no need to lie.'

but the sigh of relief, the way you instantly look down and coo once the sound of wailing filled the air...it makes him melt just a little bit.

he can't deny, seeing you in pain made him heated. it took everything in him not to kill every midwife, nurse, and lady-in-waiting in your birth room for not being able to make this process completely painless.

except chiyo. he would have to reward your personal physician for preparing you so well for this...

what did the old hag like again? wines, meats, gifts for her grandchildren back at home?

hm, yes, that would be great for her. of course, he'll say it was from you. the king of curses shows gratitude for no one.

he's pulled out of his thoughts at the hushed whispers once the other women exam the baby before following your unspoken request to hold your child.

"d-do you think lord sukuna will harm our lady for this...?"

"i hope not, surely he can make an exception, t-they both are still young and can always try for more!"

"but he's the king of curses, t-there no way he won't have a reaction!"

before he can demand what they find so important to discuss in front of you, chiyo hushes the girls with a wave of her hand, ushering the girls to help wipe off your sweat, tears, and clean off the baby—gentle like it's the finest glass, she instructs—before turning to sukuna with a knowing smile.

"well, your greatness...congratulations on having a healthy and gorgeous little girl," she hums, wiping her hands with a clean cloth before going to rinse her hands to help stitch any rips and clean you up.

the room falls silent aside from your soft little coos and the wails of your daughter as you brush the wet, fluffy hair on her little head.

all the women in the room continue to work, but it's clear they are silently waiting for his outburst.

everyone knows that a proper heir to any throne is a boy...but now, sukuna's first born child is a girl.

but rather angry, yelling, and threats to your and your child's life, the room is filled with Suku's booming laughter, which practically shakes the entire room.

instead of an enraged expression, pure delight, and excitement are painted on his face as he sits next to you on the soft cushiony bedding on the floor, his hand caressing the rounded cheek of your newborn.

"so, you've given me a girl," he hums in delight, all four of his eyes narrowing. "this will be the one who takes over my throne once i decide to step down?"

this thing, this tiny, itty bitty baby...came from you both? it's almost laughable how small this baby is compared to his hand, that something so little could be related to him.

she's...nothing short of perfect. "absolutely divine...she will not just be beautiful like her mother, but as powerful as both of us."

he's so proud of you and your child. he would shower your daughter with riches, love, and anything she could ever want and ask for.

but, he couldn't lie.

she's a damned fat baby, big head and all.

"sukuna, watch your mouth!"

he can't help but laugh, not realizing his thoughts came out of his mouth. "what, it's a good thing! means she's healthy," he boasts with a grin, leaning down closer to see her better.

"she looks strong already. as soon as she is able, i will personally teach her how to be a truly malevolent little princess, how to properly slit the necks of her enemies, how to—!”

oh, he is so excited, it's adorable.

“sukuna, shush, i just gave birth to a child with a massive head like yours, give me a moment," you say with a light laugh, your smile still reaching your clearly tired eyes.

“…apologies, my wife.”

chiyo can't help but laugh with you she finishes applying the healing ointment on your lower body, using a bit of her cursed energy to speed up the healing process to help you skip any serious pain.

after all, nothing but the best physician for you in sukuna's palace.

"always such an excitable boy, my lord, ever since you were a young man," she hums, helping one of the midwives properly wrap your baby in the soft, clean cloth.

"be gentle with her," you instruct him, gently moving your arms toward him so he could take the little bundle. he's...nervous, but he hides it well.

you place your daughter in his arms and he looks down at her, suddenly conscious of how loud he's breathing. she's got his hair, still a bit wet but soft and fluffy. it's pink, just like his.

a pleased rumble vibrates his chest, and he doesn't even realize he's doing it.

but then...her eyes open.

both sets.

he almost didn't notice it at first, they're just so small, but they're there. the same color as yours, pretty and big, filled with so much life.

his eyes burn, vision getting blurry. no words come to his head, he can't think of anything to say. he's so caught up in his thought he doesn't even notice chiyo ushering the other girls in the room out and shutting the door before quietly tending to you with water or food.

she knows that look, you do as well. she's been around longer than uraume to know her master, knowing the king of curses since his young years as the unwanted child of the village, abandoned by his mother for his 'horrid' appearance.

she was lucky to have found him before the villagers got to him, torches, axes, pitchforks and daggers in hand to take care of the child who they believed to have brought misfortune to their home.

getting him to safety was one of the best decisions she'd ever made, king of curses or not. no child deserved to be abandoned like that. and now, he's seeing himself in that tiny little being in his arms right now...chiyo can only imagine what he's feeling.

so, out of respect, she keeps her gaze averted, pretending she does not see the misty gaze he gives your daughter. this is a moment for you and him, and she does her best to make all her movements as quiet as possible.

all sukuna can think about in this moment is how he used to be just as tiny as this. he was just as vulnerable in his mothers arms. he couldn't talk, couldn't speak, couldn't fend for himself.

yet, his parents looked down at him just like this and decided he was an abomination and didn't give him a chance.

but now?

sukuna knows he would never, ever let anything happen to this little bundle in his arms. he would rather destroy the entire planet before letting anything happen to his baby girl. no one would make his little one suffer and live to see another day.

he flinches just a little, feeling your soft hand rubbing his bicep. "it's okay, my love," you softly coo at him, reaching up to wipe a tear from his eye before it had a chance to drip down his cheek. "she's going to grow up feeling loved and cherished because she's got a great father."

"hmm..."

a smile crosses his features as he looks back down, looking at the squirming baby so makes a little noise before calming down when he strokes her little, chubby cheek again to keep her from crying again.

"and she's got a great mother. she'll be the most wonderful princess in all of history," he says with a toothy grin, chest rumbling with a laugh.

"aww, my love, that's so sweet..."

"seriously, though, how in hells did you squeeze this thing out of ya? thing's got the head of a watermelon."

"sukuna, give me back my baby, and chiyo? get this man some food to stuff in his mouth before he says something to warrent the rage of a new mother."

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[i-love-ptv]

Stacy’s Mom Has Got It Goin’ On ˚̣̣ ᵕ̣̣̣̣̣̣

Pairing: Husband!Rafe Cameron x Soccer-mom!Wife!Reader

It’s not easy being a soccer-mom, especially when dads hit on you at every game as if you’re not married to Rafe.

Wc: 1,596

Fluff, Protective Rafe making an appearance, kinda pushy guy (idk what to say)

An: I’ve really wanted to write a fic based on this song, and this idea randomly popped into my head so! Am I using the names I wanna name my kids? Yes, yes I am.

Not proofread tbh

Feedback always appreciated lovelies!! xx

“I’ll be back, ‘mkay doll?”

You hum in acknowledgement, eyes peering back at the field after looking up.

Your husband, Rafe, leant down and places a firm kiss on your forehead.

“Yeahhh, Daddy’s gonna be back, baby.” Rafe coos at your two year old, who was sitting on your lap, babbling freely while peering at him with her big doe eyes.

Rafe walks off the bleachers in search of the concession stand to buy food for the three of you.

You brush your hand over your young daughter’s head, making sure her somewhat oversized hat is still covering her head entirely. Her hand wraps around your index finger.

It was oddly humid today, if you continued moving, you’d break a slight sweat. You can't even imagine what your daughter—Stacy must be feeling, running around on the large grassy field under the beaming bright sun.

You were proud of your baby girl though, nonetheless. And so was Rafe, of course.

You shout loudly when you notice the game is about to start, bellowing out a “Go Stacy!”

Stacy’s eyes easily found yours, for you and Rafe would always sit in the same spot on the bleachers.

Her eyes were slightly wide due to your shout, despite you and Rafe always cheering for her during her games.

She’s motioning for you to ‘shh’, putting her fingers to her lips before getting into her position.

“Which one’s yours?” You hear to the left of you, the unknown voice makes you tear your eyes away from the field.

You smile shortly at the unfamiliar man next to you, “Number 22.”

You can’t help but notice how he’s rather scruffy looking, an odd contrast to your upkept husband with his neatly buzzed hair.

“Mine’s number 13.” He says, flashing his teeth at you.

You gasp and shoot up a little, making you look down at your daughter on your lap. “Valerie’s yours? Oh she’s just the sweetest!”

The man chuckles, looking deeply in your eyes. This makes your eyebrows raise, slightly in confusion, but mostly in discomfort.

He hadn’t done anything out of the norm, you’d randomly talk to the other moms around too, but something about him made you uncomfortable.

“My name's Brandon, and yours?”

You introduce yourself briefly, before turning back towards the game.

His eyes dart to your left hand, looking for a ring, for any indication that you belong to someone else. He smiles sharply when he finds your fingers bare. This goes unnoticed by you.

Little does he know, you do have your ring on, just around your neck.

Your biggest fear was your youngest accidentally pulling off your ring, resulting in you losing it. Or, even worse: it pokes her eye or something of that nature.

You suppose you could be considered a ‘Helicopter-mom’ at times, simply going to the extremes to make sure your kids are happy and healthy at every point in time.

Rafe is the exact same way, maybe even a little worse. But you knew he was just protective, he loves this life that he has with you, since he had no idea the two of you would’ve been together for so long.

You had started dating Rafe when you were 18 and he was 19. It was good for the first few months, disregarding the few arguments that you had. But then, you had caught Rafe doing cocaine.

You don’t think you’ll ever be able to shake the look on his face from your memory.

You weren’t supposed to be at the party, you said you were busy filling out college applications.

So when he was mid-line, and he saw you standing there all dolled up, watching him with glossy eyes, he felt his heart shatter into pieces.

You weren’t supposed to find out, he wanted to keep this away from you, to keep you close to him.

He promised that he would try and stay sober for you, but eventually he’d give in every time the opportunity was in front of him. This resulted in several arguments, and surprisingly, a break up.

But things are different now. You both are in your 30’s, you got married, and of course, had two beautiful babies together.

Rafe knew he’d be crazy to fuck things up now, when he has the perfect life right in front of him.

Speaking of which; you’re really starting to wonder what the hell is taking him so long just to get some goddamn hotdogs and drinks.

You’re bouncing your knee anxiously, which makes your daughter giggle. You wish she wasn’t finding this amusing, but you know she can’t help it.

“Well who’s this cute girl, huh?” The man coos, tickling your daughter’s side.

“Her name is Noelle.” You huff, your mood quickly shifting due to this stranger touching your daughter.

He lets out another chuckle, you wish you never had to hear it again. “Sounds like you’re quoting Teenage Dirtbag to me.”

You give him a pointed look, you’re really getting sick of his pestering. “That’s where I got it from.”

Abruptly, the crowd starts cheering madly. You look around and see Stacy's team celebrating briefly; they had just scored a goal.

You cheer and clap, grabbing Noelle’s chubby hands and making her raise her arms wildly while giggling with her.

“Y’know, I’ve been thinking. Maybe we could-” Before Brandon could finish his sentence, none other than Rafe Cameron comes stomping up the bleachers, huffing and puffing angrily.

He sits down and sighs, “God, I’m sorry babe. The line was so long! I swear I’m going grey right now.”

“And I missed the goddamn play!” Rafe exclaims. He looks over at you and immediately goes quiet once he sees those wide baby eyes that look at him curiously.

“Da?” Noelle mutters, reaching her tiny hands towards Rafe’s larger ones.

“Yeah. Da’s here babygirl, do you want your food? Huh sweet girl?”

Rafe hands you your food, setting his food aside so he can put Noelle in his lap. He begins to split half his hotdog in pieces for her.

You glance to the left, you notice Brandon looking like a fish out of water.

Rafe is the CEO of one of, if not the biggest business company around. And Brandon had just borderline harassed his wife, who was holding his child.

Brandon sneers at the two of you in silence while the game continues, nearly boiling at the fact that he couldn’t have you.

Your head is laying on Rafe’s shoulders, you’re rubbing circles on Noelle’s shoulder as she settles down.

“Everything alright babe?” Rafe asks, trying to peer down at your face.

You untuck your necklace with your wedding ring from your shirt, fiddling with it. “Yeah, now that you’re here Ray.”

There’s silence between the two of you for a few seconds.

“…What does that mean?”

You hesitate to answer, but you do regardless, “Nothing! It’s just uh..That guy next to me, was kinda like hassling me I guess.”

This makes Rafe straighten his back.

“He do somethin’ to you doll?” Rafe questions in a whisper. You know you have about 30 seconds to try and calm him down before he’s banned from every soccer game left in the season.

“No, okay? I’m fine, it’s cool. I need you to calm down Ray.”

Rafe’s nose is flaring, “What about Ellie? Did he touch her?”

You feel your throat closing up, your heart is damn near pounding out of your chest.

You don’t say anything to Rafe, but that look in your eyes tells him everything he needs to know.

You grab his bicep, trying to keep him grounded. Even though he’s changed, some parts of him haven’t.

Rafe speaks lowly in your ear, but not too much to frighten you in any way. “I’ll take care of it, okay? Don’t worry y’pretty little head about it.”

Rafe presses a firm kiss against your cheek, then presses a softer one to your lips.

After 30 more minutes, and 2 more goals, Stacy’s team wins.

You and Rafe cheer loudly, letting out “That’s our baby girl!”

You meet Stacy at the bottom of the bleachers, holding Noelle in your hand as the littlest claps her hands between Stacy’s face.

You’re too busy congratulating your daughter to notice Rafe pulling Brandon aside while his daughter, Valerie is off talking to her friends.

Rafe puts a firm hand on his shoulder, “Hey man.”

Brandon lets out a nervous laugh, “Hey there, Rafe Cameron, right?”

“Yeah, let’s keep this short. I better not see or hear you talking to my wife again, do you hear me? I don’t give a shit what happened.”

Rafe continues shortly, “And keep your fucking hands to yourself, if I find out you touched my either of my daughters again, I swear to God himself I’ll put you under.”

The two men are holding eye contact, one looks with confidence and borderline rage, while the other looks with fear.

Rafe walks down the bleachers, meeting you and your girls.

“You were amazing out there sweetheart!” Rafe smiles while pulling Stacy into a bear hug.

“Jesus dad, you’re crushing me!” Stacy laughs with a slight wheeze.

Rafe ruffles her hair and puts his arm around your neck.

“All good to go?”

You nod your head, and with that, the four of you begin to walk to Rafe’s parked car.

Rafe realizes that this isn’t the first time you’ve been hit on at a soccer game, or anywhere in fact. And this definitely won’t be the last.

Cause everybody’s in love with Stacy’s mom.

[tender-rosiey]

Can u do a drabble with jjk men where their child gets into a physical fight?

"MY KID IS NOT GUILTY, YOUR HONOR!"

— when your kid with gojo, sukuna, nanami, geto, and toji gets into a fight (f!reader)

GOJO SATORU:

your husband happily swings your hands together, as you walk to the principal’s office. meanwhile, you’re worried sick about s/n and what happened to him.

satoru rubs your hand reassuringly before slamming the door open and yelling, “did you win?!”

your eyes widen, but before you interject, s/n replies back enthusiastically, “yes, I did!”

you hurry to your son, kneeling in front of him to check him thoroughly.

you let out a sigh of relief when you see that he isn’t hurt in any way. sensing your distress, he hugs you. “I missed you, mama,” he says, snuggling into your neck.

“me too,” you smile and almost get lost in the moment, but then you hear a camera shutter. you look back and see your husband, holding a camera.

“oops, don’t mind me, hun.”

the dad of the other boy—who you didn’t notice was even there—stands up, livid, “can you take this a bit more seriously?! my son is injured!”

you’re about to reply yourself, but then satoru beats you to it. he stands right in front of the man and looks down at him, “surely, you’re not yelling at my wife, right?”

the man stumbles back into his chair, and satoru stares him down, making him sink even further into the chair.

the mother then speaks to you, “what your son did is unacceptable! look at how my baby is right now!”

looking at the other boy, you decide that the mother has every right to be mad. his nose is bleed profusely. you’re pretty sure it’s broken.

you look at your son and quirk an eyebrow, “s/n? what happened?”

“I was showing my friends the picture I got of you, and he said you were ugly! he can’t do that!”

your husband turns back and gasps, “he did what?!”

as if the dad himself is the one that is getting scolded, his eyes get teary.

meanwhile, you see the mother whispering to the boy, and he nods, ashamed. she looks back at you and says, “however, what your son did is not acceptable.”

“I know that the reaction was a bit much, but what your son did is also unacceptable,” you answer with your son nodding behind you.

“well—can you not be so close to my husband?” she snaps at satoru, whose cursed energy is increasing.

“you and your husband need to get taught a lesson if you raise a kid that’s so stupid he thinks my beautiful, divinie, and drop dead gorgeous wife is ugly,” he states, and the lady finds herself shrinking back beside her husband.

the little boy also scrambles into his parents’ embrace.

you place your hand on satoru’s forearm, and he immediately relaxes.

you smile and press a kiss to his cheek then pat your son’s back before instructing him softly, “you have to apologize for hurting him so much, though, s/n, okay?”

your son, ever the obedient sweetheart when it comes to you, looks at the boy, “I am sorry, but you should be sorry too!”

the other boy nods, crying, “I am sorry!”

your son nods, satisfied with the answer. your husband then picks s/n up and spins him around as he sings his praises, “I am so proud of you for defending mama like that! so so proud!”

the boy grins happily and hugs his dad. satoru then raises his finger, “but you gotta know that people are weak, so we can only do this to them all the time.”

your son nods eagerly, before wiggling to the ground. he runs to you, excited to tell you about his day. you grin and listen to him happily, ignoring the crying family on the other side.

your husband kisses the top of your head before turning to the principal with a smirk, “so, principal, is there anything you would like to say?”

“I am gonna piss myself.”

RYOMEN SUKUNA:

you dragged sukuna to the principal’s office, after you got a call of a major incident happening involving him. your husband insisted on dismissing it, but you just had a feeling that something is seriously wrong.

you both enter the office, eyes immediately falling on your son who is sitting unbothered on the chair. meanwhile, the principal is resting his elbows on the desk and striking a pose that could only be described as trouble.

when s/n sees you two, his eyes light up, and he runs to give you—and only you—a hug. sukuna scowls, “what about me?”

“you said you don’t like my hugs,” your son huffs, averting his eyes away. sukuna stares at him for a second, before picking him up by the scruff and placing him in his arms.

the boy looks at his dad, shocked, before snuggling into his embrace.

your husband leans his head just a bit on s/n’s head. you both then direct your attention to the waiting principal.

the principal taps his fingers together, but sukuna grumbles, “are you not gonna talk?”

you stifle a giggle—which sukuna notices and you notice the slight smirk now present on his face. the principal looks up at the three of you then speaks slowly, “well, you see…”

he looks up, “your son set my car on fire.”

a few beats pass.

then your husband barks out a laugh, one so hearty that it catches everyone but you off-guard.

the principal looks incredously at sukuna. your son tilts his head in confusion, before sukuna ruffles his hair, “how did you even do that? seriously, that’s my son for you!”

the boy thrives off his dad’s praise, and they get lost in their world, as your son details how he orchestrated everything.

the principal frowns, vexed. he clears his throat to speak up, “sir, I think you might have misheard. I am saying your son—”

“did I ask you to repeat yourself?”

the tone leaves no room for discussion, and it also sends shivers down the principal’s spine. your little boy snickers, and you side-eye him, effectively shutting him up.

the principal shakes his head slowly, then he looks at you for help.

truthfully, the man has every right to be both terrified and offended cause what the hell kinda is able to set a car on fire and act so nonchalant about it? it’s the kinda kid with a dad who backs him up for it.

however, the man assumes that voice of reason is you.

you want to help, but you’re just too tired. so, you smile, “I understand that what happened is harsh, sir,” he lights up, then you continue, “but surely, you can get a new one, right?”

the man pauses and looks at you with wide eyes, before spluttering, “wha—ma’am, you can’t be serious—"

“surely, you. can. get. a. new. one. right?” you glare.

the man nods frantically.

sukuna smirks pridefully, and he wraps an arm around you, pulling you close. he leans his face near your ear and whispers, “my kinda woman.”

you smile and wrap your arm around his waist and squeeze his hip in return. you both exchange affectionate bedroom looks, forgetting about the frightened principal.

meanwhile, s/n looks at you guys, wrorried, and murmurs, “mom, you’re scarier than dad.”

despite what he says, s/n jumps into your arms and nuzzles against your cheek. your husband rolls his eyes with no real annoyance behind them.

with all the courage left in him, the principal smiles nervously and stutters, “you—you can leave now; I sincerely and deeply apologize for the hold up.”

nobody moves an inch.

“…please leave.”

NANAMI KENTO:

you, your husband, and your daughter are now seated in the principal’s office.

you are waiting for the other kid and her parents to come in as well. you’re tapping your feet, restlessly, but kento lays his hand on your knee and rubs it gently.

he nods at you, and you smile.

you know your daughter would never fight unprovoked. said daughter gets off her chair and climbs into your lap. she hugs you tightly, and you instantly start petting her hair.

she lets a small sigh, but then the principal enters the office with the other parents in toe. you see your husband’s eyes narrow, before he leans close to d/n and asks gently, “isn’t that the girl you said was bullying your friend?”

your daughter nods intensely and whispers back, “she was about to hit her today, and you told me not to let people bully others! that’s why I hit her.”

you pat her head, and she grins. kento hums then nods, “I get that, but couldn’t you get a teacher, sweetheart?”

“the teacher would’ve taken too long!” your daughter huffs, and she is right. but, there still is a lesson that she needs to understand.

the principal clears his throat and sits in his chair. “well mr. and mrs. nanami, your daughter has inflicted pain on a friend of hers—”

“bullies aren’t my friends!”

good saying, but this probably isn’t the time. you pat her back, and she instantly understands what you mean, so she—begrudgingly—calms down.

the principal continues, “as I was saying, she hit her classmate, and as you can see, it left a bruise. such violent acts are prohibited in this respected establishment.”

“shouldn’t bullying be prohibited as well?” you ask, and the man splutters.

“that doesn’t happen—”

“i can assure you that my wife is speaking the truth,” kento backs you up, “if you would like, we can check the cameras or what the teachers say regarding the environment you’re fostering.”

your daughter’s head starts spinning from the big words.

your husband places a hand on the top of her head before resuming, “while I acknowledge that my daughter shouldn’t have been physical in defending her friend, you ought to acknowledge that what the other girl did was also unacceptable.”

“and since you want to solve the root of the problem, shouldn’t you punish the one that did the bullying and warranted my daughter to act in defense?” you press on, and the principal gulps.

the father of the girl stands up, “my princess would do no such thing—”

“your record isn’t that pretty either, so I suggest you sit down,” you say with a smile, and it does the trick. the man immediately sticks to his wife—who has said nothing, and you assume it’s because she knew what her daughter did.

everybody keeps staring at each other for a while, with your daughter having a staring contest with the other girl.

“we will deal with our daughter accordingly,” kento speaks up as he stands up, straightening his suit, “but we expect that the girl is also held accountable for her shameful actions. thank you.”

you and d/n get up, and the three of you exit the office—like icons. kento holds your hand and d/n’s, and you giggle, “did you see how they looked?”

“should you be encouraging d/n about laughing at others?” your husband asks with a small quirk of his eyebrow. you nod confidently.

“if they’re rude then yes!”

he shakes his head helplessly with a smile. then your daughter looks up to kento as you are walking and says excitedly, “dad, I won!”

your husband looks down at her then smiles gently, nodding as he gives her a thumbs up. you raise your eyebrows and gasp lowly, “hypocrisy?”

“hmm, I don’t know.”

GETO SUGURU:

your daughters hang off their dad’s back as you guys head to the principal’s office. they squeal and giggle, and suguru has an ever-permanent smile.

he is holding onto your hand gently and says, “don’t worry; I doubt that the girls actually caused damage.”

“I know, but what I am curious about is why they would get into something,” you reply, pensive, “I know my daughters very well,” you smile, and the girls grin.

they start chanting your name, clapping, and saying I love you a million times.

you open the door slowly and are met with the principal standing in front of his desk and a girl standing on top of it. your eyebrows furrow in confusion, as you all enter.

your husband wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you close. he tilts his head, “so, what’s wrong?”

the man drums his fingers on the desk, leaning back, “your daughters have ganged up on my daughter.”

the both of you take a moment to examine the girl from afar. there seems nothing wrong with her: no bruise, no blood, no nothing.

you exchange looks, and you take the turn to speak up, “your daughter looks okay to me.”

the man huffs and crosses his arms, “she was hurt emotionally! severely too!”

the girl nods strongly and pouts. her dad gasps and hugs her. he then starts coddling her before asking her, “what did they say to you, sugarplum?”

“they said that I looked like a mole rat, daddy!” she replies, hand on her chest as she ‘falls’ to her knees, “and—and that’s only one of the many bad things they said!”

the man gasps yet again and starts comforting her.

you and your husband let out a snort, barely containing your laughter. the girls puff their chest in confidence. you and suguru look at each other with a poorly hidden grin, and you get caught.

the man fumes, “you’re laughing at my dear sweet princess sugar?!”

“no, we are laughing at the insult,” you reply.

“it’s quite creative,” suguru chuckles before turning to the girls who have long let go of him. he kneels down and asks them, “why did you guys do that?”

“she pulled my hair!” one of the twins spoke.

the other chimes in, “and she made fun of me.”

“oh.”

just from that word alone, you can tell which path your husband is gonna take in continuing this conversation. you have a half a mind to make him summon rainbow dragon to take you home.

you just wanted to know the reason, and suguru is probably never going to leave it at that. forget how ‘calm’ he usually is, his family should never be insulted.

“…see, this why you’re all a bunch of monkeys.”

“monkeys!!” the twins scream in unison.

this time both the principal and the daughter gasp incredulously. your secretly a diva of a husband carries your girls then holds your hand before exiting the office.

he walks in silence, and you quirk an eyebrow, “so, what are you going to do, mister ‘filthy monkeys’?”

“I have a feeling that you’re making fun of me, honey.”

“and that feeling would be right.”

the girls settle on his shoulders, freeing his arms, and he takes the chance to tickle you. you squeal, “suguru, stop! I am serious! not in public!”

“but you’re being mean, sweetheart,” he mock pouts, “such bad things you’re saying.”

your roll your eyes, and you guys continue on your merry way back home.

that event passed by like a breeze, but for some reason, the school has been appointed a new principal because the last one went missing.

I wonder why.

FUSHIGURO TOJI:

“relax, ma,” your husband says as he rubs your shoulder in hopes of comforting you, “the kid is surely fine; he is our son after all.”

“I know, toji! but what if he did get hurt?” you fret then scowl, “I swear to god, if they harm a single hair on megumi’s head, I will make them wish they were never born!”

toji smirks lightly and ruffles your hair, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, before opening the door. he sees megumi sat, arms crossed and frowning.

involuntary, toji lets out a sigh of relief, and you waste no time in going to your son and checking on him, bombarding him with questions.

“did you get hurt?”

“no.”

“did he hurt you?”

“no.”

“are you okay?”

“yes.”

“are you sure?”

“yes, mom, I am fine,” megumi murmurs, cheeks heating up at your affection. toji chuckles at the display before looking at the principal.

the man purses his lips before sighing, “your son has beaten up jay.”

you and your husband blink silently. then your husband tilts his head, “who?”

the principal grits his teeth before standing up. he crosses his arms before huffing, “jay, the son of the town’s mayor! that boy is as important as his father, yet your son has so brazenly hurt him!”

you frown, “I don’t care who he is, and I am sure that my son won’t hit somebody for no reason!”

megumi nods, and you smile at him.

you pat his hair gently, and he reluctantly leans into the affection. meanwhile, toji has been listening silently before turning to megumi and asking, “who the hell is that?”

“the one with the sea slug hair,” he replies instantly. you let out a hum of recognition.

your husband stares blankly before he clicks his finger, “oh,” he then looks at megumi and ruffles his hair with a small grin, “I hated that kid’s dad—good job.”

megumi lets out a small smile before giving his dad a thumbs up. you roll your eyes with no real annoyance behind them and side-eye toji.

toji chuckles then looks at the fuming principal. the man, now red in the face, yells, “mr fushiguro, that is unacceptable behavior from both you and your son!”

“…okay?”

you shake your head and usher megumi out of the room. you and toji share a look, before you close the door. the moment it clicks, your husband turns to the principal with a blank face.

he takes a few steps, stopping right in front of the man. toji grabs the principal’s shoulder then speaks lowly, “you won’t speak of this, ‘kay?”

he nods frantically, face contorting as he tries to compose himself. toji smirks and heads to the door with a small wave, “see ya never, teach.”

your husband finds you and megumi in the school’s garden.

he sees megumi and yuuji—his friend—playing together, while you relax on the bench. for some reason, toji feels a wave of warmth flood his chest as when he sees you and megumi smiling.

yuuji yells something to you that makes you laugh heartily. toji feels himself relax and smile just slightly. it’s moments like these he feels ever so grateful to have you in his life.

and he swears to forever protect you and megumi. he has acknowledged a long time ago that his only wish is to be by your side.

that’s why, in no time, he is behind you, effectively blocking the sun. you look up from where you’re sat to your husband.

“hey pretty,” he hums.

you chuckle as he rests his elbows on the bench, “slain?”

he grins, “slain.”

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( 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗌 𝗑 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗓 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ）

（ 𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒 ）𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝖽𝗈𝗀 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽， 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇𝗍．．．𝗌𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝖽𝗉𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝖽𝗈𝗀？𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋

✫ whoever requested this has superpowers or something cause i lowk had this idea a few months ago

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yn

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yn first weekend was pretty good p5 for alex and p4 for kimi i’m so proud 🥹🥹

williamsracing It suits you 🥰😍

carlossainz55 *doesn’t post me*

⤷ yn sorry i just miss franco

⤷ francolapinto let’s hangout together hermosa i’m just a few doors down 😉

⤷ carlossainz55 No leave my sister alone

lilymhe finally some good company

⤷ alex_albon 🥲

lando i literally won the season opener and took the lead in the championship and i got no mention at all…

⤷ yn greedy greedy greedy

⤷ lando 😨?

⤷ landossluttywaist and if i said ship then what

⤷ estiebestie then you’d be weird cause that’s her older brothers best friend…

♥︎ by author & lando & carlossainz55

iamrebeccad *doesn’t post me either* 😞

⤷ yn you didn’t approve of the pictures i took of you so now what 😾

⤷ iamrebeccad Because I looked horrendous not all of us can be as photogenic as you baby

⤷ yn omg becca i’m blushing 🙂‍↕️ but don’t even start you were looking fine asfk 😘😘

mercedesamgf1 Kimi mentioned!! 💙

kimi.antonelli yeah boiii had to show off a bit

⤷ carlossainz55 Why did Kimi get a mention and not me? Your brother?

⤷ yn because kimi understands my brainrot

⤷ sharls_lerklerk yn & kimi?? 👀👀

⤷ yn nuarrr he has a gf and plus i’m more of a panther than a cougar 🙂‍↕️

⤷ francisca.cgomes twin

francisca.cgomes you & simba are my fav lunch dates everrr

⤷ yn kiks & simbocaaa 💗

mclaren How about you turn back time and spend next weekend in papaya? 😊 we’ve got the best pink lemonade in the paddock

⤷ yn hmmm tempting

⤷ mclaren We’ve been told our hamburgers are pretty delicious too 🤷‍♀️

⤷ yn sold!!

⤷ carlossainz55 Bug??? No???

⤷ yn carlos??? yes??? they have pink lemonade and hambugers!! i can’t say no to that

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yn

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yn recent faces in my camera roll

carlossainz55 Finally 😒

oscarpiastri WHAT IS THAT PICTURE OF ME OH MY GOSH DELETE

⤷ yn bro was munchin

lilyzneimer so cute 😂😂🤍

lando send me that picture

⤷ yn ok i sent it

⤷ lando no the one of oscar not my mom

⤷ lando wait that sounds bad

⤷ landossluttywaist 🚢🚢🚢🚢

⤷ estiebestie GIRL PLEASE 😭😭 lando literally confirmed he’s taken a few days ago

⤷ landossluttywaist taken by who? answer: y/n

⤷ yn nuarrr lando has a gf and i’m more of a cougar than a panther

⤷ kellypiquet twin

⤷ francolapinto @yn HOLAAAA MAMII 😍😍😘 IM COMING MI AMOR

⤷ carlossainz55 Franco please.

⤷ hoeforsainzzz girl are you a cougar or a panther make up your mind 😭

⤷ yn i mean it really depends on the man cause if pedro pascal came knocking on my door who am i to deny him a warm welcome? 🙂‍↕️

⤷ carlossainz55 Bug please.

⤷ yn yk franco ain’t to bad either his eyelashes are beautiful

⤷ francolapinto ay mami i’m close 😩 we’d make the most beautiful babies

⤷ carlossainz55 OH MY

lando hey why are you hanging out with my mom?

⤷ oscarpiastri And mine

⤷ yn what i can’t enjoy some good company?? GOSH SORRY FOR MISSING MY MOMMY AND SEEKING MOTHERLY COMFORT

⤷ reyesvdec Awhh mi amor I will see you soon ❤️

⤷ ciscanorris Your daughter is such a bundle of joy Reyes! She is so kind

⤷ nicolepiastri She really is great company I haven’t had a laugh like that in so long

⤷ reyesvdec You two are so kind, I’m glad she isn’t causing too much trouble at the races without her brother to keep an eye on her 😂❤️

⤷ landossluttywaist reyes & cisca 👀

⤷ estiebestie girl 😭

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yn

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yn lovin life lately

francolapinto so much orange

⤷ landossluttywaist dare i say…papaya 😏

♥︎ by mclaren

francisca.cgomes simba & new puppy lunch date when?

⤷ alexandrasaintmleux Leo too!!

⤷ yn as soon as we’re all in china we’re going to lunch guys

alexandrasaintmleux Puppyyyyy

⤷ yn my new babyyy

⤷ landossluttywaist WAITWAITWAIT….walk with me, remember when lando said if he were to get a dog he would need a gf which he doesn’t have??? (liar) and a few weeks ago he said he’s getting a dog…so that means he has a girlfriend right?? someone please agree with me

⤷ alex_albon i’m 10 toes behind you girl

⤷ lilymhe alex 🤦‍♀️

⤷ landossluttywaist DID ALEXANDER JUST CONFIRM MY THEORY?????

⤷ estiebestie do you not see franco?

⤷ francolapinto THANK YEWWWWW

⤷ landossluttywaist do you not see the orange flowers??? hellurrrrr I’M RIGHT THEY’RE DATING

⤷ mclaren A little thank you gift to her for joining us in China this weekend 🧡

⤷ landossluttywaist sent from who though? 🤨

carlossainz55 Why wasn’t I in the discussion of you getting a dog?

⤷ yn because you would’ve said no dur

forzacharles lando’s gonna soft launch this puppy after china watch

charles_leclerc Would you make up your mind and decide if you want to be a cougar or panther already I’m getting impatient 😩😾

⤷ yn i can tell

alpinef1team That smile thoughhh 🤩

lando 🔥🔥

⤷ pierregasly yooooo

⤷ oscarpiastri Immediately no.

⤷ pierregasly what a buzzkill 😒

⤷ landossluttywaist i am a lanyn believer idc the truth will come out and all you will rue the day you laughed at me and called me crazy.

⤷ estiebestie okay nevel calm down

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lando

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lando this is my girlfriend. we were gonna wait until our 1 year anniversary in may to hard launch but i couldn’t deal with everyone thinking her and franco were dating for any longer. i am her’s. please don’t be mad babylove.

yn yes guys the flirting with franco stuff was lando on franco’s phone because people were getting suspicious

⤷ estiebestie wow…

yn it’s okay papi i still love you 😘😘

⤷ carlossainz55 Stop. I’m telling mom and dad.

⤷ oscarpiastri I can’t even escape you two on social media anymore 💔

georgerussell63 They started dating the day he won in Miami btw

⤷ pierregasly FAWKKK THATS SO CUTE

⤷ georgerussell63 Why are you acting like this information is new to you? You were literally there when he asked her

⤷ pierregasly I just love love damn 😒

landossluttywaist NOW WHAT HAHAHA I WAS RIGHT EVERYONE VENMO ME RN

⤷ estiebestie noo bruhhh FAWK

forzacharles wow i was so wrong…he didn’t even hard launch the dog just casually dropped that he’s dating his best friends sister

⤷ forzacharles I WAS WRONG TWICE HE HARD LAUNCHED THE DAY AFTER THAT POST

iamrebeccad ❤️❤️

charles_leclerc this was NOT on my 2025 bingo card

⤷ yn we’ve literally gone in double dates with you & alex?? you’re the one who this picture

williamsracing So we have to share her now? 😢

charles_leclerc Can I get a round of applause for not slipping up these past two years??

⤷ yn bare minimum but wtv

maxverstappen1 Thought about leaking your guys’ relationship last year after Zandvoort fr

⤷ lando but you didn’t cause you’re scared of y/n LMFAO SCAREDY CAT 🤣🤣

⤷ maxverstappen1 Shut up she gets mean when she’s angry. I’ve seen her make Carlos cry. And remember when she almost made Fred cry??

sharls.eclair 1 YEAR??? HOW TF DID NO ONE CATCH ON IN 1 WHOLE YEAR??

mclaren Best kept secret 🧡🤫

alex_albon trying to act all nonchalant

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yn

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yn lowk a boring race ngl but super happy for oscariño and my baby lan for a 1-2 🤍🤍 can’t wait to see what japan brings us

carlossainz55 *no mention of her brother once again*

⤷ yn you’ll get those points in japan brother trust I BELIEVE

⤷ alex_albon rare sighting of little sainz not bullying her older brother

⤷ yn only cause my parents told me to be nicer

⤷ alex_albon of course

lilymhe Ugh you are so cute

⤷ yn nǐ hǎo fine shyt 😼

lando words cant explain how happy i was to finally be able to run to you after a race

⤷ yn AWHHH I LOVE YOU SHUT UP

⤷ lando I LOVE YOU THE MOST

oscarpiastri BRO STOP PLEASE

⤷ yn omg i’ve never heard you say bro

hattiepiastri that last picture is a gem

⤷ yn truly is 🫰🏽

francolapinto look at that smile 😍😍😍😍 tell him to meet me in my hotel room 😘

⤷ yn no?

⤷ francolapinto FINE i’ll just wait outside of his hotel room

⤷ olliebearmen this whole time we thought franco wanted carlos’ little sister but it was carlos’ best friend who he really wanted deep down

⤷ yn yeah that picture i posted of him in my last post he was literally looking at lando in that

⤷ pierregasly you got something to tell me franco?? i won’t snitch i promise

⤷ yn me when i lie

⤷ pierregasly what are you trying to say 🤨

⤷ yn you’re a fucking blabbermouth 😐 when i told you i might have a little crush on lando you told charles like 10 minutes later

⤷ carlossainz55 Why did Pierre know before me?

⤷ yn cause pierre loves to be in everyone’s business

⤷ pierregasly I JUST LOVE LOVE GOSH I’M SORRY JUST SAY YOU WANT ME TO CRAWL IN A HOLE AND DIE

pascalispunk I hope I get to meet you in Japan!

⤷ yn oh hellooooooo i’ll be your tour guide 🥰

⤷ lando don’t make me baby trap you i’ll do it idc

⤷ francolapinto ik lando don’t play about her

[lunaria-maharlika]

Amity parkers are feral and insane

-Gothamites.

Somehow, someway, Casper high finds their selves in Gotham.

It could be a field trip or a ghost shoved them in a portal, doesn't matter, they're in Gotham.

As they arrive in Gotham, the Casper teachers decide to turn this into something educational and hire a tour guide from Gotham Academy (or was it Gotham university? I forgot) GA agrees and also Sends some of their students to partner up with the amity parkers as a sort "buddy" and to hopefully teacher em the ways of surviving in Gotham.

To the gothamites, the amity parkers look like children who have never been exposed to crime in their life, never been mugged, never been been kidnapped.

But the truth is, compared to the BS amity is used to, Gothams issues are like kindergarten.

First thing the tour guide hears when she greets Casper high Mr lancer telling them to, "Please don't walk into danger, please don't try and provoke the joker, I know he's a bitch but still. If you find yourself in a tricky situation, do not hesitate to punch yourself to freedom, but ABSOLUTELY NO CRITICAL HITs these are NORMAL people they're not like us or the ghosts, they will not survive. Please do not give phantom problems, He's already failing in class he doesn't need more problems"

Its important to keep in mind that:

amity parkers and ghosts are buddies now.

The Ambient ectoplasm gave them a form of super strength, also making it so that they are able to touch ghost.

They join the ghost brawls everyone in a while and has some wins.

Most, if not all are liminal in a way.

Everyone knows that Danny is phantom but have signed an NDA that says they aren't allowed to tell anyone who isn't a native amity parker who he is.

Things is, The gothamites don't know about this and take it as if Mr lancer and the students are underestimating Gotham. So as a from of pettiness, all the Gotham students decided to bring their amity partner to the most dangerous places they can think of.

Niky has lead sam into a park that poison ivy frequents. Of course, poison ivy is there but instead of running away in fear like niky expected, Sam runs up to ivy, complements her and joins the path of eco terrorism.

Tucker and his partner Vic finds himself in the middle of a riddler attack, locked in a room with no way out, a countdown timer with 20 secs remaining and a riddle in a computer.

Vic is panicking as he tries to figure it out, he looked to tucker for help. Tucker just shrugged and hacked the computer, not even bothering to solve the riddle. It worked and Vic is baffled and the riddler is frustrated.

Danny find himself in the hands of the joker, (his partner ran the moment joker was seen) hanging upside down on top of a large pool of acid, because, it's classic for joker. He is also being live streamed.

The teachers in GA are panicking, the bats are panicking.

Casper high teacher took one look at the stream and shrugged. "Eh, he'll be fine." They also called the number that joker has displayed on the screen, just to say, "Daniel Fenton, make sure your back before in GA 6 pm or else were leaving you to find the hotel on your own."

The time is 5:30 pm.

It takes 25 minutes to walk from Joker to GA.

Danny sighs, might as well start walking.

He uses intangibility to free himself and fall into the vat of acid.

The Gothamites are shocked and screaming, the bats are shocked. Amity parkes went "oh" and continued placing bets on how fast Danny will get back.

Danny then proceeds to swim out of the acid pool, punch the joker in the face, knocking him out in a single hit and then proceeds to casually squeeze out the acid from his Casper high "I am a proud amitian" shirt as if it's regular water.

All of this was done in 5 minutes.

All of this was caught on stream.

The Gothamites are passed out, the bats are questioning everything. Batman is searching up everything he can about acid side effects and about Danny but ends up with nothing.

The amity parkers just raised their bets even further.

Danny somehow makes it back 10 minutes late and Wes wins the bet.