#Mox's Original Characters

[xxcloudyskiezxx]

Forgot just how many oc's I have!! Anyways, heres the next of my oc refs. Hope you like it!

[moxtoons]

I designed a cute little Imp daughter for Fancy and Stickler because why not??

Reblogs are appreciated please don’t repost

[happydragon]

Insubordination

Eden has had a long day and would like nothing more than to nap before her boys get home for dinner. At least she would if she didn't hear a scream when she got home.

Ao3

Rating: G

Word Count: 1,218

I was feeling fluffy so here y'all go!!!

@summer-of-bad-batch

Eden was exhausted. She started the day with casual maintenance only to end with trying to repair Mr. Orkin’s door which did not want to cooperate. She hated to call Tech, with his leg and all but she needed his help. He didn’t seem to mind in the slightest, thankfully. He was an interesting person. She never got to meet him before he, well didn’t die, but she saw how it affected his family. They all seemed happier now, brighter even. The joy of his return had definitely infected the island, one way or another. After everything, the people deserved it, especially her boys. 

The house was empty when she arrived, which wasn’t unusual since the boys had made plenty of friends on the island that they hung out with. Checking her chrono, she figured she had enough time to nap before dinner and her boys should be back by then. It was a good plan until she was startled by a yell from the boys’ room. 

“ Get out of my room! ” was the only thing she heard before she ran into the room. If she wasn’t scared out of her wits, she would have laughed at the sight she discovered. Deke chased a moon-yo that had seemed to have gotten in through the bedroom window, most likely startling the poor kid, and by extension her. 

After Deke attempted to either grab it or shoo it for a second time, the moon-yo who was already agitated and frightened swiped at Deke’s outstretched hand, scratching it in the process. Instinctively, the young clone snatched back his hand and glared at the moon-yo in return. 

“Let me see,” Eden said as she approached and gently took hold of his arm. Upon closer inspection, she could see it was just a superficial scratch and wouldn’t leave a mark. She sighed internally. Once she knew Deke was alright, she turned to the moon-yo and found it climbing out the window all by itself. 

“Right,” she said as she turned back to her kid, “Now that that’s been taken care of, let's get you taken care of.”

“Wait. The moon-yo knocked over a cup when it came in.” 

She followed where he was pointing and found said cup in a small puddle of water. 

“We can take care of that later. You’re the priority right now.”

With that, she led them to the fresher where the med kit was stored. Having injured herself enough times, she absentmindedly went through the process of cleaning and covering the scratch.  

“Where are your brothers?” she asked absentmindedly, more focused on making sure he was alright. 

“I wasn’t feeling well, so I came back after school to rest,” he explained, “They wanted to come, but I know some of the other kids had something planned today and I didn’t want them to miss out. I can deal with a headache by myself.”

She hummed as she spritzed some bacta, causing him to hiss and try to pull away. Apologizing, she gently took his arm back and covered it with a small bandage. A tiny part of her couldn’t help but think about how if the war had continued, his arm would be littered with battle scars . 

Once done, she lightly patted his arm before standing back up to put away the med kit and fetch a towel for the spill. But as she turned to find a towel, Deke beat her to it and sped past her into the bedroom. With efficiency that most likely came from his training, he cleaned the spill and put the cup in the sink in less than three minutes. After he tossed the towel into the laundry, he oddly approached her with his head hung low. 

“I’m sorry for leaving the window open which allowed the moon-yo in and caused the cup to spill.”

Her heart sank slightly upon hearing that he thought this was his fault. 

“Accidents happen kiddo,” she gently said as she placed a hand on his cheek which made him tilt his head up and look at her directly. She was grateful he hadn’t learned to weaponize his big brown doe eyes. At least not yet. Maker help her if all three learn at the same time. Hopefully, she’ll build up a resistance to it before then. 

“But-”

“No buts. Moon-yos have a mind of their own so you couldn’t make it come in and knock over the cup. Accidents happen and it’s okay to ask for help when they do. Understood?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Ma’am?” she mockingly scoffed which made Deke giggle, “Not sure how to feel about that.” 

“How about Commander?” a hint of mischievousness coated his voice. 

“Oh Commander now is it? Does that mean I get to command you to clean the fresher? Or command you to eat all your food? Or better yet, you command you to stay put while I squeeze you.”

To prove her point she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and hugged him tight while he laughed and tried to squirm away. She refused to let him go until he hugged her back. After a few more minutes of squirming, he managed to poke his fingers at her sides which caused her to shriek and immediately let go of the young cadet. Once recovered, she rounded Deke to find him trying to hide a smile from behind his hand. 

“Oh, you’ve made a very big mistake. This means war.”

He yelped as she surged forward, but easily dodged her grasp. Thus the chase began. The sounds of their laughter filled the house as they ran around. Deke's smile was bright and clear, filling Eden’s heart at the sight. 

He came within her reach several times but always managed to evade her until she finally cornered him. Immediately she pulled him close and squeezed him as she poked his sides. He yelped and howled with laughter as he half-heartedly tried to escape. 

“Mox! Stak! Help me!” Deke gasped, causing Eden to turn her head and find said boys at the entry, heads cocked and confused smiles on their faces. 

“He was being insubordinate,” she explained with a grin, “This is his punishment.”

The cadets looked at each other before turning back to the pair on the floor as Stak declared with a barely contained smile, “We’ll rescue you, Deke!”

Suddenly both boys charged and tackled her to the ground. She grunted at the impact and once more as Deke, who was free, plopped down on top of her as well. 

“We have you captured now!” Mox declared while simultaneously latching onto her like a moon-yo, rendering her right arm immobile. Stak on the other hand, laid across her legs and Deke helped add to his brothers’ weight. 

“Alright, I surrender you ruffians.” They cheered. “Let me up and I’ll make one of your favorite dishes.”

They cheered once more, with Mox excitedly asking if he could help. When she nodded, he pumped his fists, which made her smile wide. While he followed her to the kitchen, Deke and Stak went to their room happily chatting about whatever Stak saw on his way home. As she observed the three of them, all smiling with bright youthful faces, she knew that they were her boys and no one would tell her otherwise.

Hope y'all enjoyed it!! I have a TechPhee fic coming up next hehe. Til then!!!

[thedudejaxx]

I couldn't not, Alan just gives off so much of this energy

I know I don't post my art or my characters much I'm trying guys okay I'm trying here

(excuse the poor photo quality :'3)

[soluscts]

don't think I've posted this here before :)

I'm so normal about them I swear

oc (left): Glint Bellthorn

oc (right): Mox Thornepath

universe: the Hunger Games (TBOSAS)

read about them on ArtFight (Glint, Mox) or CharacterHub (Mox) !!

[elementaldoughnut12]

Jon Moxley and My OC Max Hartwell 💖

[m-u-n-c-h-y]

I am a Normal Amount Of Curious about what’s happening in the drawing of your Satyr with glowing red eyes- Can I ask for context

Oh anon, where to I even BEGIN...

The Satyr man you see being a walking disaster, is Mox, the party's Madness Domain (homebrew) cleric and resident disaster man. I can't explain too much about backstory yet, due to it being mostly a secret from the rest of the party. Tho in our last session the group found out that Mox burned down Edessa, his home city, however that info was not willingly given by Mox, but an old flame, Lovri (pictures as the woman with glowing blue eyes). As a result, he's been a bit grumpy as of late.

As for the glowing red eyes sketch, that was just me doodling. So, nothing happened in any of the sessions that promoted it. But Mox, due to his madness domain, I imagine likes pulling out the "crown of madness" spell when he really doesn't like someone Lmao

In the meantime tho, have some more art of him!

[moxleys-darlin]

6: The Moment Our Eyes Met

Summary: Grace meets someone special unexpectedly and they come to an understanding.

TW: discussions of child abuse, drug abuse, triggers, and parental loss.

Disclaimer: This story has Eddie Guerrero, Chris Benoit, and Nancy Benoit. If this bothers you bow out now because they're here to stay. Nancy and Chris have never been together in this story, Chris is with Eddie and Nancy is with Taz and the mother of Tyler (HOOK).

Also! I absolutely changed Mox's backstory so read carefully ❤️

I only claim Grace and her family; everyone else I'm borrowing.

(Pictures aren't mine)

Grace rushes up the stairs and into her room to pack her duffle bag. She made sure to do any homework Friday night, including the work she would miss Monday, and put the folder on top of her desk so she could check it Monday night when they got back home. She hears a chuckle at her door and turns to see Eddie.

“You don’t have to rush, mija, we have plenty of time.” He looks into her bag as he walks over. “Don’t forget a jacket cariña, your dad may say it’s not cold but it’s January and he’s Canadian, so I don’t trust him.” She snorts and snatches her hoodie from her desk chair and zipping her bag up.

“All ready! I can’t wait to get to South Carolina and see the show!” 

They load the bags in the car and say goodbye to the girls, Joanie, and Billy Gunn, who was home for the weekend. She waves as they drive away and smiles at Sheri’s enthusiastic wave. The hours pass by between talking, reading, and finally sleeping the last couple of hours. She groans as Eddie shakes her gently. 

“Wake up cariña; we’re at the hotel. Look there’s Chris.” She blinks sleepily and waves at Chris through the window. 

They get unloaded and up to the hotel room before she gives Chris a hug. “Hey Dad, missed you.” She lays her head on his shoulder sleepily and smiles when his laugh reverberates. 

“Bonjour mon calme. Why don’t we all get some sleep and when we wake up, we’ll go get lunch and go to the arena.” She nods sleepily and walks to the made-up bed before dropping onto it, ignoring their laughter. 

“There you are my dove.” She smiles as she hears the Englishman’s voice and excuses herself from Eddie and Chris for a moment. 

“Mr. Regal! How are you?” She wraps her arms around the man’s waist tightly. 

“I’m well, darling, and you? I also have something for you.”She smiles brightly. “You shouldn’t have, Mr. Regal. I’m here with Papa to watch someone wrestle and visit Dad and Uncle Taz. I didn’t know you’d be here so now I’m more excited.”

He pats her lovingly on the shoulder as he smiles at her. “I wanted to give you your birthday present in person, my dear. I’m here to watch a young man named Jon Moxley; Bryan and I have heard wonderful things about him, and I want to see for myself.” He pulls a package from the bag at his feet and hands it to her. 

“Thank you!” She opens it carefully and gasps at the book series in her hand. “The Hobbit and The Lord of The Rings series! Oh, thank you Mr. Regal! I love them!” She hugs the man tightly again.

“Bryan helped me find them for you so I’m very glad you like them; it took us quite a while to find a set that matched properly.” He chuckles lowly and squeezes her once more before stepping back. 

“Oh! I have a phone now! I’ll give you the number before I leave, or you can get it from Dad. I can finally call Bryan on my own phone! How is he lately? Still winning like crazy? Shawn talks about him every time I see him.”

“He is doing well, my dove, but I believe your Papa is signaling for you.” He points behind her and she turns to see Eddie waving for her.

She chuckles. “Glad to hear, but I guess I gotta go. Thank you again for the books; I love them! I’ll see you before we leave tomorrow! Tell me what you think of Jon Moxley, and I’ll watch him tonight too; we can compare notes.” He ruffles her hair and sends her a smirk before she meets back up with her dads and Uncle. 

“Grace! I’m glad you made it! It’s all Chris and Taz have been talking about.” Her shoulders stiffen slightly at the voice, and she edges closer to Taz who puts an arm across her back. 

“Lawler, didn’t think you were supposed to be here tonight.”

“Ah, you know how Vince and Stephanie are Chris.” 

Her dad hums at the man disinterested and turns to her. “Why don’t you and Eddie go sit down in your seats. We got you right up front so you can see everything. I’ll join you when I can okay?”

She doesn’t acknowledge the commentator as her and Eddie pass, but she hears a rumble from Taz that makes her think he tried to speak with her. She wraps her arm around Eddie’s and squeezes to let him know she’s okay and he kisses her on the temple. Grace never really understood what made her so uncomfortable around the man, but he always made her antsy and jittery, so she stayed away. 

“Here we are cariña; are you okay?” She smiles brightly at him. 

“I’m fine.” She shrugs. “Lawler’s always rubbed me the wrong way since he grabbed my shoulder that one time and called me Stephanie. He’s weird and creepy but not in a ‘you and Dad should step in’ creepy.”

They’re interrupted as the show starts and the dark match starts. She feels a slight shiver when the second match starts, and the first team comes down. She looks up to see the two young men in blue trunks jumping around and she blushes when the guy with the ponytail throws her a cocky wink. 

Grace watches the match in amazement. She doesn’t know what it is about this particular match, but she can’t take her eyes off the man with the reddish-blonde ponytail. She can hear Eddie chuckling beside her, and she breaks her concentration to look at him. 

“What?” 

He laughs again and shakes his head at her. “Dios mija, if you stare at that boy any longer, he may catch fire.” She shoves him lightly and barely turns her head in enough time to see the man being thrown her way. 

It looks like he’s thrown into the barricade harder than they had planned because half of his body is over the barrier. She reaches out instinctively to help him and though Eddie tries to stop her, her hands make contact with his shoulders, and they jolt at the feeling that goes through them. She helps push him back upright and he stares at her for a moment before he is yanked away by Mercury and thrown back in the ring. She stares down at the mark on her arm as half the shield and a sword turns a pretty scarlet red. 

“Cariña…” She hears Eddie speaking to her, but she can’t take her eyes off the dazed man in the ring as he’s double teamed then pinned. “… to the back with Dad.” There’s a tug on her arm and she willingly follows. “… privacy for y’all.”

She’s sat in a chair, and she finally shakes herself out of it as Eddie goes to touch her arm. “I met him, Papa.” She pets down the mark with her finger. “At least one of them anyway. It’s a perfect half so that means two, right?” She looks up at her dads and Uncle. 

“Yeah, that’s right, mija. Joanie’s was a perfect half too.”

She looks around and finally notices she’s backstage. “Wait, when did we get back here? I gotta go meet him, right?” She tries to stand up, but Eddie puts a hand on her shoulder. “I brought you back here so you could meet after his match, okay? Get you two some food and you can sit and talk. It’s less crowded back here and in catering.” She smiles weakly at him and bounces her leg as she waits.

It’s a herculean effort to convince her dads to go back to the crowd and let Taz watch over her from a small distance away, but she manages somehow. He doesn’t make her wait long as he and his tag team partner come to the back, but he looks upset. She worries it’s because of their marking until she hears part of their conversation. 

“… back here somewhere.”

“It’s just my luck, man; I finish my mark with a cute chick that doesn’t want it.”

“No way man, she was staring a hole into you the whole match.”

“Then where the hell-?” She steps close to him to make him stop walking and smiles softly at him.

“H-hi, I’m Grace, it’s nice to meet you.” She holds her hand out to the, once again, surprised man. 

His friend nudges him and he throws her a confident smirk. “Jon Moxley but people call me Mox.” Grace blushes as he looks her up and down.  “Well, aren’t you fuckin’ gorgeous?” He grabs her hand and gently shakes it. 

“I’ll see you later Mox; good match tonight.” His friend doesn’t wait for an answer as he jogs off and she notices he still has her hand. 

“Would you like to go to catering with me? I’m starving and you just went through a match so you gotta be as well.”

“Mind if I take a quick shower first and meet you?” She nods and smiles while he sends her a devious smirk and kisses her hand before heading off. 

Grace heads to catering on her own where she makes eye contact with William, and she heads to him gleefully. 

“I believe I can tell Bryan that Jon Moxley was quite the wrestler, yes?”

She blushes and chuckles. “Shut up, Mr. Regal. I-I found one of them and I thought I would get these butterflies in my stomach but after the shock passed everything was calm.” She holds out her arm and shows him the mark. 

“Ah, young love; it’s the most beautiful thing. Bryan said the same thing when he met me the first time.” He cups her cheek and tilts her head up to look at him. “Enjoy this, my dove, you have met one of your loves and it’s a wonderful occasion.” He releases her face, and she grabs some random food to share with Jon. “Let me pay for this- I don’t want to hear anything about it, my dear, it’s my treat. Enjoy your time with your young man.” He pays for the food and kisses the top of her head before he walks away with his phone to his ear. 

She reaches into her bag for a book and reads as she waits for him to join her and she’s surprised that there isn’t any anxiety or fear. She’s calm, but excited to know about him. A weight leans against her chair and she flinches at the sudden presence. 

“Ah shit, I’m sorry Darlin’, should have made a noise to alert you.” He comes around the table scratching the back of his neck sheepishly. “You got us food? What do I owe you?” He sits down and she giggles at the growl from his stomach.

“You don’t owe me anything-.”

“I’m not gonna let you spend all your money on me; I don’t let Claudio do it either.” He says harshly and she can’t help but flinch. 

“My- I guess he’s like an uncle- paid for it so neither of us would have to. He’s generous with money like that.” She rubs her leg. “So, you really don’t owe me, and he won’t accept money.” She says quietly.

“Shit,” She hears him mutter and scrub his face. “I’m sorry, Grace. I got… issues sometimes when people try to take care of me, but that’s my shit and I shouldn’t put that on you. It drives Claudio crazy too because he’s generous as fuck and so damn nice.” He sighs sadly and puts his hand on the table palm up. “I’m sorry for snapping at you, I won’t say it won’t happen again, but that was wrong of me. Can we start again?”

She looks at him for a moment before answering. “Before we do, you need to know that I have shit too. Aggression scares me to death most times because of my stepdad and I know people can’t always control outbursts but I’m asking you to try.” His eyes roam her face for a moment like they can see the past bruises and trauma before softening and he sends her a genuine smile. 

“Yeah Darlin’, I can try.” 

She puts her hand in his open one and smiles. “Hi, I’m Grace Parker, but people call me Gracie, it’s really nice to meet you.”

“I’m Jon Moxley, but friends call me Mox, it’s a damn pleasure to meet you too.” His voice is gravelly, and she swears he’s damn near growling. 

They focus on eating for a moment after his stomach growls again before she asks him a few important questions. “So, Claudio?”

He looks up at her and gives her a dopey smile as he thinks of him. “Yeah, Claudio Castagnoli. He’s a huge Swiss dude and strong as hell but he’s a gentle giant; you’ll love him.”

“How did y’all meet?” She sees him eye the other half of her sandwich and she nudges the plate toward him. “And can I see your soul mark?” She blushes at the dirty grin he sends her and looks at the complete mark on his inner wrist, same place as hers. 

“Oh babe, you can see anything you want on me.” She rolls her eyes at the cocky wink. “It was actually completely random, like us. He came to visit a friend that was wrestling the same day and we accidently bumped into each other. That was last year, and we’ve been making it work since; the long-distance sucks but it’s worth it.” He shrugs and she extends her foot to nudge his calf to make him look at her.

“I agree, long distance sucks but it’s worth it. My family are all wrestlers or retired from the business, so I know how the distance thing works.” He stares at her for a moment and looks confused. “This the stepdad?” She shakes her head as she looks down at her fries a moment. “You don’t gotta tell me right now if you don’t want. We can save the heavy shit for when you’ve met both of us.” 

He hooks his ankle onto hers and she smiles. “I ran away when my stepdad attacked me and threatened to ‘finish what he started’. The man I worked for- well he’s family too- sent me on a bus to El Paso to a family friend who took me into his family despite knowing he could get arrested. Told me if I wanted to stay, they’d help me, so I got emancipated and I’ve lived with them ever since.” 

“That’s amaz-.” He looks over her shoulder and his eyes widen. 

“What is it?” She turns her head to see her dads and Uncle coming up to them and she looks back at Mox and smiles. “Oh, yeah, um that’s my family.” She giggles nervously. 

“Eddie Guerrero, Chris Benoit, and Taz are your family babe?” 

“Y-yeah, is that okay?” She tries to pull her foot away, but he doesn’t let her and sends her a smirk. 

“All good, Grace. I just- they’re legends and you just- they’re just your family to you.” She laughs loudly and covers her mouth. 

“I swear I’m laughing at the situation because I had the same reaction when I met them.” She giggles again. “But they’ve been family since like day one, so I’m used to it now.” She waves them over then grabs Jon’s hand on the table. “It’ll be great, you’ll see.”

He squeezes gently and she feels hands squeeze her shoulders lovingly. “Hola cariña, wanna introduce us?” Jon sends her a wink and she smiles.

“Guys this is Jon Moxley; Jon this is Eddie, Chris, and Taz.” She points to each of them this time. “My Papa, my dad, and my uncle.”

Jon stands up momentarily and shakes each man’s hands. “Ya can call me Mox, everybody does. It’s nice ta meet y’all.” 

She gets up and they clean up before starting the walk to the car. She holds Jon’s hand as he talks to the guys, and she catches a glimpse of William again, so she squeezes his hand. He turns to face her, and she’s mesmerized by his smile for a moment before Taz clears his throat and chuckles. 

“Just like when I met Nancy.” He mutters to her dads, who laugh.

She rolls her eyes. “I have to go say bye to Mr. Regal; I promised to give him my number for his husband Bryan. I’ll be right back.” She turns to the three older men and glares playfully. “Please don’t run him off. Y’all hear?” 

As she walks off, she can hear Jon muttering to himself. “Does she know all the legends? Holy shit.”

“Mr. Regal! Hey, I’m glad I caught you. Here’s my number for you and Bryan and thank you again for my books.” 

“There you are my dove, you are most welcome, and thank you. Bryan will be calling you soon I’m sure, especially after he learns about tonight.” He places a hand on her shoulder. “I am so proud of you, my girl.”

She beams up at him. “There’s another one too; his name is Claudio. I can’t wait to meet him.” They talk another moment before he hugs her and kisses the top of her head. 

She returns back to the group to see Taz gone and her dads talking to Jon. “There she is! Come on Chris, let’s head to the hotel. You can drive her there, right?” 

“Uh, yes sir, I can. I’m not staying there but I’m close by so I can drop her off.” She remembers at that moment that her and Eddie have to go home tomorrow, and Jon catches her mood change. “Hey, it’ll be alright, let’s just hang out a bit longer.” 

She watches her dads leave and settles into the old car with Jon who grabs her hand again before heading to her hotel behind Chris and Eddie and parking in a parking spot. She shivers slightly at the cold and grins lovingly when he takes his jacket off and helps her into it. They talk about little things, and he tells her about his wrestling career. The deathmatches scare the hell out of her but the passion in his voice quiets the fear a little. He looks at her during the conversation like he’s waiting for her to disagree with him. 

“Hey, as long as you come home to me and Claudio, I’ll support you. Is it scary as hell? Yeah of course it is. Will we fight about it one day? Probably, but as of right now, I’m not gonna tell you to stop what you love.” He looks surprised at her answer, and she smiles as he plays with her fingers. 

She watches curiously as he clears his throat and looks out the window away from her. “My dad died when I was like five and my sister was four. My mom didn’t do too hot after that. I mean, two kids under six and no husband? She tried her best, but- yeah.” He clears his throat again and she squeezes his hand in silent support. “She didn’t marry again but she had plenty of boyfriends, some good and some that were horrible. I did everything I could to protect my sister and take care of her, so she’d have a good life. I left when I was sixteen and found Heartland Wrestling; my sister left not long after me and lives with her friend now. We talk a lot on the phone, and I see her when I’m in her town. I developed a drug problem because of things, but Claudio helped me get clean.” He stays silent for a bit before opening and closing his mouth as if trying to continue. 

“Hey, I am so proud of you; thank you for telling me that. You don’t have to continue right now.” She strokes the back of his hand with her thumb. “We got plenty of time to learn about each other so don’t push yourself.” He sighs before turning to look at her.

“I don’t like taking from people because I learned that everything has a price. If you want something, you have to give something.” He looks down at their conjoined hands. “Before you and Claudio, I wouldn’t do this. I learned early that people can fake love to get what they want, and I closed myself off to only my sister until this mark showed up. Mom lost hers when Dad died and she hated that I had one, but I knew that this mark meant someone would love me one day.” She reaches over and traces his mark with her finger, loving the shiver that runs through him. “How did I get so lucky to get two people?” He whispers. 

“That’s why you snapped when I told you not to pay me back?” He nods slowly. “We’re a team now, yeah? You, me, and Claudio are a team. I understand what it means to work through something you had no choice to learn in order to survive, but we can work through things together now.” She touches his mark again and smiles. “You’re not alone in this anymore. You said it yourself; you have two people to love you now.”

She’s surprised when he kisses her gently on the cheek. She writes her cell phone number on a piece of scrap paper and gives him a quick kiss on the cheek back before sliding out of the car and up the elevator. Opening the door as quietly as she can, she slips inside the room.

“Hey cariña, there you are. Are you okay?” She tearfully smiles when she sees them waiting for her and goes to their bed to sit between them, laying her head on Eddie’s shoulder. 

“I don’t want to leave tomorrow. How can I have only known him for a few hours and now I can’t imagine going home while he goes somewhere else? It makes no sense.” She raises her head and looks between them and it’s Chris that answers her.

“Because mon calme, he is literally a part of your soul; perfect for you. You’ve just met him and now you’re being separated; it’s not a fair thing for you to go through. We will make sure that he and your other soulmate can come visit you.”

“Claudio; the other soulmate’s name is Claudio.” She feels a kiss to her temple and Eddie sighs. 

“I’m sorry we have to go home tomorrow cariña, so soon after you meet him.” 

She gets up from between them and grabs clothes from her bag for a shower. “I think I’ll be okay. If he didn’t have a match coming up in another town, I’d probably be more upset, but he’ll probably be gone before us tomorrow morning.” She runs her hand down the jacket. “Thank y’all for waiting up for me; I’m gonna get a shower so get some sleep and I’ll be out in a minute.” 

She blows them both a kiss and returns their goodnights before taking her dirty clothes off and jumping in the shower. She takes a quick shower and hops out, drying off quickly as exhaustion suddenly hits her. She looks at Jon’s jacket for a moment when she gets to her bed before slipping it on and zipping it up. Grace smiles as she looks down at the jacket deciding it’s the next best thing to having him there with her. 

She wakes up to a chirping from her phone and blearily flips it open to a text from an unknown number and looks up when her dads stir but ultimately settle back down. 

Unknown: outside. 5 min. -Mox

She shoots up and looks at the phone again to make sure she ready it right before jumping up and getting her shoes on. She brushes her hair out with her fingers and calls it good before nudging her Papa. 

“Papa, I’m running downstairs for a few minutes; Jon’s coming to say bye.”

Eddie sighs sleepily and rubs his face. “You be careful. If you’re gone longer than ten minutes, I’m sending Dad after you and you know he’s not a morning person.” She giggles at his grumbling and kisses his cheek.

“Yes Papa, I promise.” With that she slips her shoes on, grabs the hotel key, and heads downstairs. 

She gets to the front and sees the car from last night and Jon leaning against it with two drinks. “Mornin’, darlin’.” His voice is deep and gravelly, and her heart skips a bit. 

“Good morning, Jon! What are you doing here?” She blushes as he looks her up and down and smirks before handing her one of the cups.

“Hot chocolate for a cold morning and I wanted to see you before I left.” He reaches out and snags the string of the jacket. “Looks better on you than me and seeing you with it on is worth bein’ cold.” He sends her a wink and chuckles. 

“I didn’t even realize I still had it on last night.” She sips her cocoa and lets out a small groan at the warmth.

“Cold there, Gracie? I can think of a few ways to get you warm.” Her cheeks turn as red as their marks, and she looks to the side. “Aw, I’m jus’ fuckin’ with you darlin’, c’mere.”

Careful of both of their drinks she goes for a hug and laughs in his chest. “I bet you say that to all the girls you meet when they help you back over a barricade, huh?” She looks up at him and see his eyes soften. 

“Nah, only the ones that have a shield and swords mark on their wrist.” He presses his hand tighter on her lower back for a moment before she steps away and leans on the car beside him.

“Maybe if we had more than five minutes before the ‘Rabid Wolverine’ comes for me, you could tell me more about those other ways.” She sends her own wink to him, and he bursts out laughing.

“I knew you were hiding that somewhere in you.” They drink their drinks for a moment in silence before he breaks it. “I hate that we have to go. That’s why I made sure to see you before I left, and you went back to El Paso.” He stays looking ahead at the wall. 

She bumps into his side and he looks and smiles down at her. “I appreciate it, I was worried I wasn’t gonna see you and we’d only get to talk on the phone.” She giggles at the grimace he makes. “What’s that face for?”

“I hate technology if I’m being honest; not very ‘tech savvy’. Claudio makes fun of me, but yeah I hate it.” She leans her head on him and laughs again.

“So you hate it, that’s not the most terrible problem you could have.” She shrugs. “Would make it hard to stay in touch while you’re traveling and I’m in school, but maybe we could get a messenger pigeon!” He snorts then burst out laughing. 

“I’ll call you, you little brat.” He rolls his eyes and mutters under his breath. “A fuckin’ pigeon.”

“Good to know I’m special then. Don’t worry about it though; we’ll make it work out somehow.” He looks at his watch and sighs. “You gotta head out?”

He sighs again and nods his head. “Yeah I do, fuckin’ sucks.” She sets the drink on the trunk and stands in front of him, taking his drink and putting it with hers. 

“M-maybe you could find time to come to El Paso? You and Claudio? I could show you around town, show you the wrestling school, show you-.” She’s cut off with a soft kiss to the forehead.

“You’re cute when you’re nervous; sure, we’ll come to El Paso.” He plays with the strings on the jacket. “I think I’m good for a few days after my match Friday and I’ll check with Claudio, but I’m sure we can figure something out.” He grins at her and reaches down to grab at her hand. “I really do have to go though. I’ll see you soon, okay?” 

She squeezes his hand and smiles at him. “Go, get on the road before I try to keep you longer.” She starts to unzip the jacket, but his other hand stops her.

“Nah, you keep it for now and I’ll steal it back the next time I see you.” He smirks at her cockily. “That way you can tell all your friends about the stud you snagged from a wrestling match. I get to be the damsel in the story.” 

She leans up slightly and gives him a kiss on the cheek. “Call me when you get where you’re supposed to or shoot a text and I’ll do the same, though messages get expensive so maybe the phone call is best.” Grabbing her drink, she gives him a smirk of her own. “And you can bet this weekend is all my friends and sisters will hear about for a while; I’m sure Mama will interrogate me too once she hears from Uncle Taz.” She shakes her head. “Go, get on the road before I kidnap you!” She jokes. 

He leans in and whispers in her ear. “Don’t tempt me, gorgeous.” He pulls back and kisses her temple. “I’ll see you soon.”

She watches him grab his drink and get in the car before driving off. She waves at him until the car disappears and then goes back into the hotel where she’s not surprised to see Chris waiting for her. 

“I’m sorry, I know that was longer than ten minutes.” She smiles when he waves it off. 

“You had plenty of time so don’t worry about it, mon calme. Come on, let’s go get your stuff packed.” He throws his arm around and leads her to the elevator. 

Spanish: cariña: honey Dios: God mija: daughter/girl

French: bonjour: hello mon calme: my quiet one

Chapter 6! Mox is finally here! So now we begin the journey! Thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed! I hope to have Chapter 7 up tomorrow! Much love! 🥰😘❤️

[tatsueigo]

Will you marry us?

Fandom: All Elite Wrestling

Pairing: Jon Moxley/Grace/Claudio Castagnoli

Rating: G

Warnings: none

Prompt: @wrestleprompts Week 3: Proposal at the beach

Wordcount: 606 words

AN: This fic is dedicated to @moxleys-darlin, who created Grace and gave me permission to use her. Love ya ♥

AO3 link: Will you marry us?

Grace could hear Claudio and Jon jiggling, while they were guiding her somewhere. She had come back from the book store to find them waiting for her after they were done with their training with the other members of BCC.

She had noticed a smirk on Jon's face, as she got showered with love from both of them, kisses and nips everywhere.

"Piccolina, you have ten minutes to prepare yourself to go to the beach. We have the rest of the day off, we can spend it entirely together."

Claudio kissed her on the forehead before she ran to their bedroom, preparing a whole bag for the day. A book which she hopefully wouldn't really need, suncream, beach towel, sandals. He wore the swimming suit directly under her clothes, excited to be able to spend some quality time at the beach with her two mates.

"Okay, I am ready Supes and Moxie!"

She was excited and looked lovingly at both of them, having them bend enough to be able to kiss them both on the lips.

The day at the beach went by really smooth, huge amount on sun tanning, swimming, building sandcastles. A whole day spent the three of them together, no interruptions, just them and their never ending love. Sunset came quickly and Claudio and Jon started a little bonfire, sitting around it with marshmallows, which surely weren't that healthy for athletes like them, but it was okay, once in a while.

Looking at both of them, Grace noticed a little nod from Claudio, she raised her eyebrow, while Jon searched for something in his bag.

"Gracie, would you mind letting me blindfold you for a moment? It's a surprise."

The grin on his face made Grace giggle and nod: she trusted him. Jon's touch on her face and then nape was gentle, as he fixed the blindfold behind her. Taking her by a hand, he helped her up to her feet, taking her two steps away from the bonfire.

"Now stay here and take the blindfold off when we tell you, okay?" He whispered at her ear, nipping it.

"Okay Moxie, but why so much mystery?" She giggled and growled at the nipping at her ear.

"You'll discover it soon enough, Gracie. It's for a happy reason." He left her, kneeled down near Claudio, taking a little satin box from the pocket of his leather jacket.

"Piccolina, take the blindfold off." Claudio was kneeling too, a similar small box in his big hands too.

As Grace lowered the piece of fabric, she looked down at her two mates, gasping loudly. They both smiled, opening the satin box at the same time, revealing two different rings. Grace could feel her eyes swell with tears, bringing her hands to her mouth, hiding her astonished gasp.

"Gracelynn Rose, would you do us the honour of marrying us?" They omitted her last name on purpose, knowing how much she hated it.

"Guapo... Moxie..." Tears - happy tears - started falling down her cheeks, as she nodded fiercely. "Yes, I will!" She was finally able to say, feeling overwhelmed by emotions. She could see her hands shaking lightly as Claudio and Jon stood up, Claudio putting her his ring first: one heart closing together other two, full of diamonds.

"The heart in the middle represents you, piccolina. The other two are me and our feral alpha here." Claudio kissed her gently, drying off her tears.

Jon took her hand gently and added his barbwire ring, grinning. "Not so fancy like Swiss one's here, but as important as his."

"They are wonderful, boys. Thank you! I love you both so much!"

[theosphobia]

about to trick ppl into drawing caboose for my insta dtiys.... playing 4d chess...

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Its September! So its time for another oc in the Sonic Channel style! Heres Moxe!

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[moxtoons]

I rewatched Steven Universe recently and this scene was too perfect for the FancyBow/Stickler family-

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[summertimefun1982]

Well guys I planned to post this Brandy Mox 2000+ words today but I’m not sure if I will cause I’m feeling sick

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I loved working on this with you guys! Your rendering is always so beautiful, Vin!

Here's my part :)

Sketch was by @/ezylemon and linework was @vinophidian!💛

Three Way Collab!

My colouring part of the collaboration with @moxtoons (Sketch) and @/ezylemon (Linework) ^^

[chaifootsteps]

With Moxxies origin, wouldn’t it have made more sense if Moxxie just lied about his home ring? This would explain why he didn’t fit in with the wrath imps in harvest moon and wasn’t used to the culture. It would also have more impact to find out he lied to Millie of all people, because it makes you wonder, “why would he do that? He trusts Millie.” And while Millie is upset and questions it, Blitzø understands. A turn around of the usual dynamic.

Moxxie: Oh no, no, I hate this place. I grew up right over there.

Blitzø: I thought wrath was your old stomping grounds Mox?

Moxxie: Shit, busted. Okay. I haven’t been honest. This may be hard to believe, but I didn’t grow up on a ranch in the wrath fields.

Blitzø: Thats actually not hard to believe. I get it. I’m a greed imp too. Not the prettiest place.

Moxxie: I didn’t know that.

(After meeting Crimson)

Millie: Mox, why did you lie to me about where you’re from, and how come I haven’t met your Pa before?

Moxxie: I just don’t like to talk about this part of my life. I’m ashamed of the things that happened here. I’ll explain everything later Millie.

(Maybe you could add Blitzø telling Millie that some people aren’t proud of their families or where they grew up. This is something Millie struggles to understand, since she’s so proud of her own.)

I feel like there are ways to make new ideas fit with your story, and if they have an obvious inconsistency at first, you can adapt that into characters voicing the same confusion and questions the audience may have. Then just provide an in-universe answer. Book no more explanatory Twitter threads needed for your show.

Don’t just throw shit at the wall and hope it sticks. Or less graphically, don’t paint a wall green then later touch up the paint with blue and call it the same colour. Paint it turquoise.

It makes sense that Moxxie would lie about his home ring since he changed his own name just to hide from it. And that twist even makes the story and conflict better. At the dinner table Millie might even bring this lie up, having Crimson use it to try and drive a wedge between them. Because what else is he lying about? Same with Blitzø going to wrath after leaving Verosika, but in the next episode say to stolas that hes never been there. Both cant be true.

This episode just missed so many marks. On paper, Crimson and Chaz are a good dynamic duo of villains, one serious and dangerous, the other the less scary comic relief. You could have kept Crimsons scene very dark and serious, then after it ends and he goes upstairs to bed, Chaz does the dumb dick jokes. You keep Crimson as a threat, and keep the silliness you wanted, just keep that part focussed on Chaz. That’s what a comic relief is.

I just feel like the show needs consideration of its audience. There are ways to resolve plot holes by adapting the story slightly, even use them to create new reveals and new conflict.

There are absolutely ways to resolve plot holes by adapting the story slightly and ways to paint a green wall turquoise and all of this other extremely good and actionable writing advice. Unfortunately, Viv's solution to writing dilemmas is a mixture of "Do whatever and let the fandom harass anyone who points it out" and "add more rape."