#alrighty i'm gonna grab some food and then! it's to writing!

[tvrningout-a]

have some little chiyo headcanons bc it's about that time of day where i think about how much i love her <3

if you live with chiyo, sleep over, etc., you'll discover she wears glasses. she doesn't typically wear them out and about bc she's never been able to say she 100% loves how she looks in them, and tbh, the frames slip down her nose annoyingly often. she gets a little embarrassed when someone sees her with glasses for the first time

chiyo is big on coffee despite knowing very well that it makes her anxious when she has more than one cup :' ) she's tried to switch to tea, and it's tasty! but it's just not the same

chiyo, especially as an adult, will be awake into the early hours of the morning whether it's bc she's working or bc she let herself get sucked into a series, a game, etc. she'll have little time periods where she's good about going to bed at a decent hour, but it always ends with her going back to being a night owl.

on days when chiyo can't sleep in, she will absolutely find a secluded spot to take a nap. if there's an empty room or a hidden spot somewhere, you'll find her there snoozin' away for an hour!

chiyo enjoys making late-night runs to her local convenience store for snacks bc there's something special about the quiet independence of it, getting to do something all on her own without anyone advising against it. it hasn't lost its luster even after living on her own for a while.

when doing any sort of cleaning, chiyo blasts music and sings along to keep herself motivated asdf you'll hear a lot of pop and anime openings/endings -- anything upbeat that she can mostly hold a tune to!

[incorrectbatfam]

Batfam doing a group project? What kind of people are they?

Bruce: I'll be back around 5:30. I want the mission strategy done by then.

Bruce: *leaves*

Harper: Alrighty. Since we're gonna be here a while, I'm gonna grab us some food.

Barbara: But it's only an hour.

Harper: Text me what you want.

Tim: I made the shared drive. Did everyone get it?

Cass: Not me.

Tim: What's your email?

Cass: Don't have one.

Tim: How do you still not have an email?

Cass: I did. Then I deleted it.

Tim: Why?

Cass: Kept getting emails.

Barbara: Tim, just share your computer with her. Cullen, how's the outline coming?

Cullen: Already done.

Barbara: *reads it over*

Barbara: I know you used BatGPT.

Cullen: No one said I couldn't.

Helena: I'll do the citations.

Barbara: But we don't need any sources.

Helena, ominously: I'll find them. I always find them...

Jason: Who the fuck is writing in yellow text?!?

Duke: I don't judge you for your life choices, do I?

Barbara: Duke, if I let you use Comic Sans, will you change the color?

Duke: Comic Sans AND a word cloud.

Barbara: Fine, whatever.

Damian: Where is Father's credit card? I need to purchase some stock images.

Barbara: Top drawer, under the Robin handbook.

Luke: Hey, I'm trying to attach a video but it says the file's too big.

Tim: Oh yeah, we don't have the premium version.

Luke: You're literally billionaires.

Tim: How do you think we stay that way?

Carrie: *animating all the transitions*

Bette: For the sound effects, should I go with a relaxing seaside or dramatic swoosh?

Dick: Definitely the swoosh. As for the presentation, I think we should open with a choreographed musical number.

Steph: *makes the title slide*

Steph:

Barbara: *sighs and does all the work*

Barbara, muttering: You can bet your asses I'm adding end credits.

Tim: What?

Barbara: Nothing! Keep going gang, you're doing great!

[gazs-blue-hat]

Sunflowers and Shotguns

Pt. 2 of the Soap x Reader I'm working on.

Tw- none I can think of

Summary: The boys experience southern hospitality and Johnny makes an impression

As promised, there was breakfast ready at 0600 the next morning. And as you stood over the stove, cooking some bacon, you heard a sleepy grumble from the other room. You were kind of shocked that the men didn't share the rooms like you thought they would have. Luckily your recliner was comfortable and your couch was comfy.

The first man who walked into your kitchen was Ghost who immediately started to look around for something hot to drink. "Mornin' Ghost. If you're looking for coffee, it will be ready in about three minutes." You say while removing the bacon from the cast iron skillet. He grumbles and starts looking for something in the overhead cabinets. "If you're looking for tea, you ain't gonna find it. All I make is sweet tea and Kate said you don't drink that stuff." You say with a smirk as you turn to look at the man. He stands in the middle of your kitchen, disgruntled. He then takes a plate and carefully takes some food. He ignores the pot of coffee and heads to the front porch, heading out into the morning light with his food. "Alrighty then..." You mumble while fixing yourself a plate. The second person to come into your small kitchen was Kyle, or...Gaz. You were more than familiar with the whole "Callsign" business and you wondered how he got one like that. "Oh, good morning ma'am." He says with a tired smile. You smile back, sipping at your beverage.

"Morning Gaz, how did you sleep? Couch comfy enough?" I asked. He nodded, scratching at the back of his neck. He wasn't wearing his hat but he was still wearing the dark blue shirt and jeans he was wearing yesterday. "You know...I might just have some clothes that will fit you boys in storage somewhere. Probably better to work in those than the fancy military gear you have." You say while standing up. Before Gaz can protest, you stand up and begin walking to the office. You run into Price on the way there who offers you a "Good morning" with a smile. Unlike his teammates, he's already dressed, showered and ready to go. You nod as you pass, entering the office and looking for clothes that might fit the men.

You search was successful (Thank an old boyfriend who left his shit here) and you emerged from the office with various clothes that would be more comfortable to work in than what they had. You set the box on the kitchen island and explain it is all up for grabs if needed and or wanted. You look around and notice there is still one person who needs to be up. The one who introduced himself as "Soap" was still deep in sleep, his feet kicked up on the recliner and his arms behind his head. He looked rather peaceful and you almost felt bad about having to wake him up.

almost

You went over to the seat and quickly forced the leg of the recliner to go down, startling Soap. "Rise and shine bubbles! Time to get up and do some work." You say with a tone dripping with false excitement. He groans a bit and rubs the back of his head. "Alright alright...I'm awake." He grumbles as he pulls his shoes on. You smile and head back to the kitchen where the other two men are eating and conversing. You head to your large whiteboard next to the fridge to look at the chores for the day. " Cows, Chickens and the sheep, Darcy Dana and Emille." You mumble to yourself. "Oh, the southern fence too. That needs to be worked on."

You continue to mumble and make little notes here and there about what needs to be done on the farm. It's around this time that Ghost walks back into the kitchen with his empty plate. He sits at the table with the rest of 141 and the room goes silent, all eyes on you. "Alrighty...any of you worked on a farm before?" You ask as you turn around. Soap is the one who raises his hand. "Helped my Ma back home with some sheep." he explained. You nod and write his name down next to the sheep.

"You'll be helping me shear them today. As for the other jobs that need to be done, the cows need to be milked, the chickens needs their eggs collected and there's a fence of mine that's broken and needs to be fixed. Anybody want to sign up for one of these tasks.

"I got the fence." Ghost says as he raises his arm to get your attention. You write his name on the board next to the fence. "I've milked a single cow before, I think I remember how to do it." Gaz says with a smile. You nod "I'll show ya how to use the machine we have. Really makes things go a lot faster." You say as you write his name down next to the cows.

"Guess you're with the chickens Captain. I will warn you, Martha is in a broody mood and will not take kindly to you trying to take her eggs." You explain as you write his name on the board. "Alright! This should be all for today. I'll come around and show ya what to do if you have any questions." You say while looking at the group. They nod and one by one disperse to go about their tasks. The only one who remains is Soap. He silently stands and heads to the sink where he starts washing the dishes. "I can do that Soap, it's not a big deal..." You trail off as he pulls the sleeves of his shirt up past his elbows. "No Ma'am. My ma didn't raise me to be impolite. You cooked so we clean, that's how it goes." He said in his lovely accent that made you feel some sort of way. "Alright. I'll be explaining to Kyle how to work the milking machines. head to the sheep once you're finished." You say while exiting the house. You don't miss the soft voice that responded to you. "Aye Lamb, I'll do jus' that."

[sharksa-shivers]

Stuff with Nucleo and OH dump cuz i said i would the other day

So...These involve the 2 derpos in the title, just a grab bag of stuff with them (and perhaps...Both of them doing shit together as well hmmm) But i should post some seperate too especially OH cuz i haven't spoken about her as much as i should be you could say that about alot of characters tho tbfh... ---------

(Sharky having to ask OH for cash on the phone, all 3 of em are broke)

Orange Hair:(answering her phone, we see the screen split so we can see both Sharky and Orange talking, Orange working with some chemicals and Sharky leaning up against a building, him just walking around as they talk)Hello?

Sharky:(obviously having to work up a bit of nerve, we can see he's obviously kind of anxious about this)Heyyyyyy, uh…So…I'm just gonna cut to it and not waste your time and blah blah blah, uh…Look, can i have like…500 bucks? Please?

Orange:(raises an eyebrow)500? What for?

Sharky:(anxious, trying to keep it cool and together)Uh, gas money, food money, hotel money, supplies like bullets and stuff…Uhhh, very not cheap stuff that we need andddd collectively all 3 of us together have…(pulls money out of jacket pocket)…12 dollars and 67 cents…and yknowwwww, kinda got like another day of travel ahead andddddd-

Orange:(we see her think for a moment before she just…turns this shit on its head)Hmmm……….Yeah- uhhhhhh…No.

Sharky:(he sits a moment)…..What? No?

Orange:(repeats)No. Nope. Non. Nien. Nada. Natu. No. What? You didn't hear me?

Sharky:(we just see him kind of snap a small bit)I…….Orange, i…We really need money!!!!

Orange:(working with her chemicals, writing down info)Ok…….The answer is still no.

Sharky:(nerves snapping mentally continues, getting kind of pissed and frustrated)Literally why?????? You're a multi-millionaire!!!! $500 is pennies for you!!!!!!

Orange:(unphased by his frustration)Pretty simple, gotta learn to deal with problems like this sooner or later, especially when it comes to demon fighting. You have any idea how many times i've had demons steal my cash and leave me fucked? It's gonna happen sooner or later and you 3 are gonna have to know how to deal with it. Life's fucking rough, it's how it is.

Sharky:(breaking)We literally do not have money for a place to sleep or food!!!! We have 12 fuckin dollars!!!!!

Orange:(unphased still)You got a car and i'm sure you 3 can figure out some resource for food…You're all very smart, you can do this very easily, i've seen the shit Max alone can do.

Sharky:(freaking out)Do you have any idea the amount of danger this puts us in???? Like…Any idea at all????

Orange:(stares blankly)Uhhh, yes? Very much so. Yes. Mmhmmm…If it gets too deadly or whatever, i'll bail you guys out butttttt since it's not there yet, seems like perfect survival experience time here to me…

Sharky:(he just kinda sits there in disbelief)………

Orange:(annoyed)You done yet? Can i get back to my work now?

Sharky:(he just kind of falters and accepts the answer, knowing he can't fight her)…….Yeah, guess i'm done…

Orange:(picking up her phone)Excellent, excellent…You 3 stay safe out there, don't come home dead please.

Sharky:(annoyed as fuck, freaking out)Yeah, sure, i'll try…

Orange:(finger on the button)Alrighty then, goodbye…

(We see her cut the line and Sharky's just there staring at his phone…We see him mutter "Shit!" Under his breath and then we cut back to Max and Kristy chilling in the car…)

Kristy:(boredly messing with her hair)…You think maybe like…I dunno, i could go for a different style by now or?

Max:(on his phone, rapidly typing)Uhhhh, maybe!!! That's kinda up to you, i don't really know much about human hairstyles and whatnot…

Kristy:(looking at herself in the visor mirror)Like…I like this being shoulder length and sometimes i wanna cut it but if i don't like it, then i have to wait like…a few months for it to grow out again so like… (Sharky opens his door and flops into the drivers seat, frustrated)

Sharky:(stressed as fuck)God…FUCKIN damnit…Fuck…

Kristy:(concerned)Wait, what happened?

Max:(looking up, texting)Is OH gonna be making this a pain in the ass again?

Sharky:(nods)YEP, SHE SURE IS!!!! She said she isn't gonna give us anything, she wants US to survive on our own, fucking…Fuck!!!!

Kristy:(eyes widen)What???

Max:(just kinda stares, he seems kind of unphased but he wasn't expecting this exactly)…Welp…

Kristy:(confused)Literally how and why???? Wait, what???? She has so much cash, she literally wouldn't even miss it!!!!!

Sharky:(Leans back, mentally tired)She pushed it basically as "this is part of the job!" Kinda shit, i tried going at it from that angle, didn't do shit.

Max:(annoyed, texting, looks up)Gonna just ask, does uhhhh, does Orange know that when people say "eat the rich" that DOES INCLUDE her or? Cuz uhhhh, i'm just saying, she's making that sound quite tempting and uhhhhh…I wouldn't hesitate…

Kristy:(just looks back at Max, gives him a weird look)……What?

Max:(smirks)You heard me.

Sharky:(frustrated)Look, doesn't matter, she's not gonna fucking help, we have to figure out something else to do…

Kristy:(thinking, she perks up)Wait, we could ask Nucleo!!!

Max:(typing on his phone)I got him on speed dial, hold up…

Sharky:(just gazes over)No, God, don't be bothering Nucleo okay???

Max:(confused)Why not? He helped us last time.

Kristy:(remembering)He did but…Wait, Orange also got onto him for that, uhhh…I…Don't wanna get him in trouble again…

Max:(amused)Nucleo legit daydreams about Orange punching and kicking him in the face, it'd be fine. It's his like…Kink or whatever…

Sharky:(getting more annoyed)No!!! It's not fine!!! Just!!!! (Trying to calm down, let's out a big breath)Let's just…Try and figure out a way to deal with this that doesn't involve dragging other people into this okay????

Max:(on his shit)Capitalism literally cannot exist without you dragging othe-

Sharky:(snapping again)I KNOW ABOUT CAPITALISM BEING SHIT MAX, HOLY FUCK, CAN YOU BOTH JUST STOP FOR 5 SECONDS???? LOVE OF POSEIDON!!!!!!! ------------------------ The Captain: I don't understand how the fuck you can put up with her…

Nucleo: ………………Yknow you're right actually, FUCK Orange Hair, she can fuckin deal with shit herself, fuck her…

The Captain: ………..Wait, you're serious? (just stares at a stonefaced Nucleo)………Oh fuck, you…You are serious, holy shit…Goddamn, ok then… ------------------------

(We see Nucleo walking into the lab only to see OH has fallen asleep at her desk, papers strewn about everywhere while she snores…Nucleo decides to try and help, knowing that's probably not the best place for her to sleep…)

Nucleo:(trying to be cheerful, shakes her shoulders a bit, amused)Hey sleepy, wanna maybe sleep in your bed instead of the table?

OH:(Orange jolts up, her eyes purple from not sleeping for a while, shaking her head to wake up before quickly shoving Nucleo off)Thanks for waking me up, need to get back to work now though, i have to figure out this-

Nucleo:(he's very quick and as she reaches out for some of her papers, he quickly makes a radiation shield around them, making them unaccessible to her, hand on her shoulder)I kinda think it'd be better if you took a break…When was the last time you slept?

OH:(annoyed, tries to think)…….Last week? I don't know, lost track of the days…

Nucleo:(questioning)You even eat recently? Shower? You do anything not work related for even an hour lately or?

OH:(her eyes shifting more and more as Nucleo goes down the list, annoyed, getting up)Ok, ok, ok, fuck, fine…I'll go waste time and…"self care" i guess…

Nucleo:(crossing his arms, following her to make sure she goes)Not really a waste if you're gonna fall into needing these things at some point anyway. All this work crap will be waiting after you take a break, you need it. You can't save the world from demons if you're falling asleep at the wheel…

OH:(annoyed as she goes downstairs to her basement bedroom)You sound like those damn kids bickering at each other…

Nucleo:(smirking)Good, they got good points and they look out for each other. Good qualities to have.

OH:(annoyed, closing her bedroom door)Yeah yeah, welp. Night i guess… ------------------------ (OH getting out and giving Max a full ass flamethrower)

OH:(glaring him in the eyes before giving it to him)You be fucking careful and responsible with this or it'll be my fire you'll be worrying about, understand me?

Max:(nods)Yes ma'am, got it.

OH:(nods back, handing it over)Good.

Max:(holding it as Orange gets other weapons down, looking at the flamethrower in sheer awe and admiration)…….I don't think i have ever felt more allo then i do holding this gun, oh my god, i think i'm actually in love…

OH:(just responding as she's busy)Yes, it is quite a beautiful gun isn't it? Will certainly be useful for the upcoming mission i have planned out for you 3… -------------------------- (We see Nucleo waiting at the bottom of the stairs in the main cabin with a coffee he bought, him talking with Amber as he waits on Max and Kristy to come down. Nucleo is in charge atm of taking the 2 Trio derps somewhere (probs for a mission or whatever) )

Nucleo:(talking with Amber, trying to understand a bit)So what's up again exactly? Like…Why do i have to do this on my day off? Like, i guess i don't understand why Sharky can't do this…

Amber:(explaining a bit as she's busy on the couch, folding laundry)I told Orange Sharky wasn't really in the best state to be driving in, he told me earlier he went to Pink Fin and got some meds, he woke up very sick and was throwing up so…Yeah, doing a mission is the last thing he needs to be doing right now…So he's probably asleep right now, resting up.

Nucleo:(understanding but still questioning)Ok, got that. So…Why can't this all just be pushed back altogether? Like why does this all need to be done TODAY then?

Amber:(busily folding)You're probably gonna have to take that one up with Orange…(hears a timer go off in the kitchen, quickly gets up) Oh! There's my bread timer, hold that thought!! (Runs into the kitchen to deal with that)

Nucleo:(sighs, annoyed before calling out to the derps)……HEY, YOU KIDS ALMOST READY OR WHAT?????

Max:(from the upstairs bathroom)YEAH, JUST NEEDA FINISH SHAVING, HOLD UP!!!!! I NEED THE TIME TO LOOK GOOD!!!!

Kristy:(quickly, heading downstairs in a rush)Yep!!!! I'm fully ready-!!!!!

(As Kristy goes downstairs she ends up tripping and hitting Nucleo, his coffee flying out of his hands however Nucleo is very quick and is able to catch the cup, lid and liquid in levitation magic, stopping it all from hitting the ground)

Kristy:(standing up again, in awe that Nucleo was able to do that, watching him guide the liquid back into the cup and then put the lid back on)…….Wowwwww, holy shit… Nucleo:(smirking)Yeah, you're lucky i have the skills to do that, paid like 6 bucks, for this…(calling out again)MAX, CMON!!!!

Max:(yelling back)I'M TRYING TO HURRY, GODDAMNIT!!!!!! ---------------------- (OH and Kristy are driving somewhere. OH is smoking and she has the windows up so Kristy's just coughing on the fumes)

Kristy:(glares over)Do you have to be smoking in the car like this???

OH:(looks over)I mean, you can leave…

Kristy:(stares in confusion)Leave? Orange, we're on a highway!!! In a damn thunderstorm!!!!! Where am i supposed to go?????

OH:(smoking, lets smoke out of her mouth, shrugs)I dunno but you can leave. Not like i'm holding you hostage or anything…

Kristy:(pissed)YOU LITERALLY KIDNAPPED ME, YOU DID THAT, WHAT THE FUCK?????? ------------------------- (We see a very tired as fuck Orange Hair come downstairs, her apparently just waking up. We see Amber cleaning up things after breakfast as OH comes down and opens the fridge to get a drink. Orange's hair was obviously down beforehand and now is in a big ass tangled ratsnest knot…)

Amber:(as OH closes the fridge door, pulling out a sports drink(like a gatorade or something)a bit startled by the state of her hair, questioning)Uhhhh, Orange, your hair…Ummmm…

OH:(she tiredly blows a bang out of her face before her hair ignites in a firey orange glow, OH whipping it back out straight and back into its usual form, that hurricane esc style. Stares at Amber)That better?

Amber:(nods, trying to be very nice)Yeah! That looks great!

OH:(opening up her drink, tired)Good. I never worry about that shit, i'm a living hair straighter with my magic…And hair curler if i wanted to i guess…Point is, i've got heat built in, easy fixes. I don't care. ------------------------ (OH and Kristy in a fight over some shit)

Orange:(pissed)That is an ORDER Kristy, i expect you to FOLLOW IT!!!!!

Kristy:(at her snapping point, pissed as fuck and enraged)Maybe you should follow THIS!!!!!!!!!! (Within a quick snap, Kristy makes a very big and powerful green colored ray ball of energy and shoots it directly at OH, hitting her dead on without any warning and nailing THE FUCK out of her, actually sending Orange back into a wall and crashing cracks into it with the force of Orange hitting it………and the entire room goes silent as Kristy's eyes narrow at what she just did along with Orange seeming like that did do some sort of pain/damage to her as she peels herself off the wall, leaving an imprint…)

Max:(just leaning towards Kristy, his eyes narrowed and locked on OH)……Pretty sure she's gonna kill you for that…

Kristy:(scrambling for words, scared)I, Orange, i'm sooooooo sorry, you're right, i should just be following orders from you, you're right, you-

Orange:(recovering, brushing walldust off her jacket, her gaze steady but calmer)……Actually, yknow what? ……..I'm proud of you for that one, you put some force into that, took me off guard and actually did some damage…Good work Kristy, i expect more of that from you…

Kristy:(just staring)…….I'm sorry, what?

Orange:(annoyed)Just take the damn compliment kid, sheesh… --------------------------

(thinkin bout that ep where Max is a depressive wreck and Nucleo's taking him to a Sunrises concert to try and help him feel better which uhhhh yeahhhhh, not…Not gonna be as easy as that…)

Max:(coming downstairs to see Nucleo in his punk get-up while Max is in his Sunrises hoodie, Max stares at Nucleo very confused and his depression is still veryyyyy much there in his tone)…What are you wearing?

Nucleo:(cheerful and excited for the concert)This is my punk get-up!! I dunno bout you but i'm ready to rock!!

Max:(staring very confused, tired)……..Nucleo, this isn't a rock show we're going to…

Nucleo:(stops, staring at Max, confused)…Wait, what? I thought it was? Sunrises isn't a punk band?

Max:(staring still, shakes his head)No…Sunrises is one enby peep that makes dubstep music from their basement…This is more like…a rave concert i guess you'd call it or…Something…

Nucleo:(taking that in)………Oh…….Welp uhhhh, hold on a second, i guess i'll take some of this off then so i'll fit in better with ya…I'm leaving the make up though hehe… ---------------------------- (Nucleo's fighting this rando cult shadowdemon and is thoroughly pissed the fuck off after all the shit that's been going on…)

Shadowcult member:(smirking with a murderous intent, says the thing that pushes Nucleo over the edge)That's alot of talk for a pretty little plant mer like yourself…

Nucleo:(he's had e-fucking-nough so he proceeds to do some dark shit, he grabs the shadowdemons face and blasts pure radiation magic in their face, enough to cause major major damage, skin and hair falling off as the shadowdemon screams in agony…Nucleo lets go and the shadowdemon falls, screaming and flailing around as their skin melts, Nucleo just glares, tired and pissed off, his veins glowing green)…Maybe that'll help you remember i'm a radiation mer actually…Tell your friends i got more for em if they try that stupidass shit again… --------------------------- (We see Nucleo mad dash running into the garage area, stopping whenever he sees Sharketa who's busy looking for something in the clutter…)

Nucleo:(upset, seeing Sharky's car is gone)Shit!!!! Fuck!!!! I'm too late, fuck!!!! (notices Sharketa)Sharketa!!! Quick, did Sharky or Kristy or Max say where they were going or?????

Sharketa:(worried by his discomposure)Uhhhh, no? I…Or…I thought i heard Kristy say something about downtown? I think? Why?

Nucleo:(frantic)Ughhh!!!! Long story but OH doing shit again!!! I think there's a chance she might have slipped some explosives in some of their supplies!!!!

Sharketa:(immediately alarmed)WAIT, WHAT????? DID SHE DO THAT ON PURPOSE???????? WHAT THE FUCK?????

Nucleo:(frantic, scared, anxious)Fuck, again, long story!!!! I can explain later, i just need to fucking get to them and fast, fuck!!!!!(eyes light up at one of the motorcycles in the garage, rushing over to it, pulling it out of clutter, grabbing some keys with his magic and a helmet, putting the helmet on, ripping off his labcoat, speaking quickly)If anybody asks, i'm going after them, i don't have alot of time, i need to get to them ASAP!!!

Sharketa:(anxious, worried as fuck now)Do you even know how to ride a motorcycle????

Nucleo:(getting on and turning it on, anxious as fuck)Nope!!! I guess i'm learning today!!!! I've ridden a bike before though so uhhhh, i assume they're at least similar enough!!!! Can't think about that now, i gotta go!!!! The fucking things i do for you damn kids!!!!!

(Before Sharketa can respond again to that, we see Nucleo rev up the engine and speed off, him skidding some as he's obviously not fucking used to it, oof…) ------------------------ (Ok...I like this one but i am...Trying to decide if it's physically possible for Nucleo TO get drunk...Cuz like...Posion immunities, disease immunitys, idk, what do you think? Can he get drunk or no? lmaoooo)

(Late at night, idfk what context is butttt i imagine Nucleo brought some alcohol over and got a little tipsy (i can see him doing that whenever stress gets to be too much or he just wants to relax a bit but i can't see Nucleo really getting flatout shitfaced often, probs more just tipsy/light drunk sometimes.))

Nucleo:(amused, slightly drunk so he's kinda out of it)So what you're saying is that short men DO have rights? So what you're saying in general is that there's a chance?

OH:(Just staring, trying to work still)………You have been talking to yourself for like an hour and half straight, please just go home…

Nucleo:(smirking, drunk)Probably not a good idea cuz immmmmmm kinda drunk hehehehehe…

OH:(working)Which is why i'd get Sharky to take you home or something, just…Please, i'm trying to work…

Nucleo:(annoyed, snarky)You're always fuckin working…You never do fuckin anything else… --------------------- Nucleo:(questioning)……..Are you actually jealous of me or…?

Orange Hair:(She sits a moment before she actually says something pretty out there for herself)……….You know……Yeah………Maybe i am a bit……….

Nucleo:(taken aback but he tries to hold it together for her sake)……..How? You're so much higher up on the society ladder then i am, you're literally a living legend at this point, a multi millionaire, what could i have that you don't???

Orange Hair:(sits a moment, looks him dead in the eyes)……..Happiness……..You actually see a point in life, you can see the beauty in it, the value of your own life……..And……….I can't do that…………I don't ever say it but…….There's not a day that goes by that i don't think i'd be better off dead……..So…………

Nucleo:(sits there, taking that in…And they both sit in silence, him not knowing what to say to that…) ------------------- ...One last one for the road maybe lol --- (We see The Captain looking around the hotel room for Nucleo and being unable to find him until a thought crosses his mind. We cut shots to him sliding open their hotel door. We can see that they actually have a bit of a backyard with this hotel room and as such of having a bit of room, we see a pool and a jacuzzi. The jacuzzi is one of the ones you have to cover and uncover and we see it uncovered, we also see it's a decently deep jacuzzi and that the bubbles going and the water glowing…But we don't see anyone above water…Until Nucleo rises to the surface, leaning back and relaxing…shirtless and in his merform, his tailfin tips sticking out of the water, obviously having a nice time by himself…Which is when The Captain approaches and Nucleo notices him there.)

Nucleo:(his face falling, annoyed)Oh Neptune damnit, what did Orange do now???

The Captain:(stares)Uh, nothing i was aware of, wasn't here to talk about her…

Nucleo:(a bit annoyed but his face softens a bit, relieved)Well guess there's that then…Did you need something then? Do i have to get out? Cuz i haven't been in my merform in a really long while and i just wanna relax, enjoy my lemonade here and the water…

The Captain:(shrugs as he stands there)Eh, just kinda bored. Wanted some company i guess…

Nucleo:(thinks for a moment, just accepting The Captain being here now)That's fine then i suppose as long as you don't expect me to move or get out…Kind of a long process so…(drinks some of his lemonade before putting it down again and sinking some into the water) The Captain:(we see him staring at Nucleo's tail)Y'know…I could see mertails every day i don't think i'd ever get used to it. It just always feels like my minds playing tricks on me or something…

Nucleo:(flicking his tail in the water, obviously happy to be using it)Can't relate since i was born with it. If anything, legs are more of a mindfuck to me. Took me a while to get good at using mine. Like, i'm used to it now but like ehhhh… ------------------------ Wowie!! Angst and stuff with The Captain too tho...(Who i am in the process of redesigning again cuz fuckin yeah, old design is...Not as good as it could be, don't worry, he's still gon be like 57 cuz yeah ofc.) Also the face-melting thing... 1. Radiation is not a good thing to mess with and 2. Nucleo can be an absolute beast if he wanted to be. Just cuz he's weak powered strength-wise does not mean he cannot do damage cuz he absolutely can and does in the series. We're going up against a murder cult of demons, they kinda have it coming tbh lmao... In closing:

[ghxstlypuppet]

This was suposed to be just a comfort fic thing because i've been having a Matt brainrot lately and idk why ,but things got out of hand as they usually do for me so oopsie-

I wasn't going to post but depending on the feedback on this one i might write more.

Comfort fic • Eddsworld

Genre : kinda angst and fluff

Gender neutral reader

Warnings : a few cuss words nothing much tho

Word count : i have no idea it was like 8 or 9 pages of my phone notes

KEEP IN MIND ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO IM SORRY FOR ANY TYPOS AND STUFF LIKE THAT

~Enjoy~

You got home after a very stressful day at work, life has not been treating you well lately and you just feel drained extremely exhausted not having time to do the things you like or even to talk with your friends, you were staying at your friends house for the weekend you thought that being there with them could make you feel better , after all they always knew a way to cheer you up, when you got there tho you were greeted with nothing but silence , the boys, Edd, Tom, Matt amd Tord had all gone out to buy snacks and food even drinks for that weekend they wanted it to be special for you, you sighed after knocking on the door a few times and getting no answear so you texted them in the little group you guys had, they quickly answeared and Matt said he was going to meet you there while the others kept buying the snacks, you agreed and waited even tho you were exhausted and feeling overwhelmed, some customers had treated you terribly today and you felt that it wouldn't take much more for you to break down at any moment, you were strong and often tried not to show much of your emotions but sometimes everything was too much and you had to take it all off, you didn't noticed you were zooning out until you felt a few taps on your shoulder, you slightly jumped being caught by surprised but sighed

- Hey Matt

- Hey y/n! ...ahm..are you alright?

The tall ginger asked, he could tell something was off but he never liked to push you into talking unlike Tord he was very patient even Tom was more patient than Tord but all of them always tried to help somehow

- Uh yeah i'm fine , just tired had a lot of work..

You said forcing a smile not even noticing your eyes tearing up  a little just with Matt's simple question

- Well, alrighty then let's head inside the others will be back soon, they are just buying a lot , believe me, a lot of stuff ,edd wants to make sure that the cola will be enoughz Tom's buying doritos and smirnoff of course but he's also buying some of your favorite snacks, and even Tord was talking about buying the gummy worms that you like

- He remembered that?

- It's all he kept talking about to be honest

You asked kinda surprised , of all of them Tord was the one you talked less it was hard to get close to him for some reason. You and Matt got inside the house and you took a seat on the sofa sighing once more , Matt looked at you for a moment his expression changing to one of worry, he then approached you and sat beside you on the sofa , one of his hands patting your back gently as he spoke

- You know you can talk to me right? I worry and i care about you, me , edd, tom even tord, i know you guys aren't that close but still, you seemed a bit off since i saw you outside, it's not good to keep things inside for too long y/n..

And that was it... His gentle voice full of worry, his soft pats on your back, that was what made you start sobbing without even noticing , you grabbed the fabric of your hoodie looking down while the tears started to fall , Matt got even more worried thinking it was something he said

- H-Hey i'm sorry i didn't mea-

Before he could finish you turned around looking at him and almost jumping on the ginger for a hug , you couldn't say nothing the sobbing made your words sound like nonsense , Matt hugged you back ,a tight yet soft hug

- It's okay... i'm here and soon the others will be here too... it's gonna be alright

He said patting your back, your tears were soaking his shoulder he could feel the warmth but he just wanted to comfort you now

- I-I'm s-sorry i'm kinda soaking your coat...

You said managing to let out a giggle trying to dry your tears, you could hear Matt chuckling while he hugged you slightly more thight now, after what feel like eternity your sobs were calming down you let go of the hug

- Sorry about that...

- You say sorry waay too much you know?

- Oh.. s- I mean yeah i guess..

Matt giggled patting your hair and using the sleeves of his hoodie to dry up your face

- Are you feeling better now? Wanna talk about what happened?

- Yeah... i'm good, thank you Matt, uh i.. i don't know i'm just exhausted ,guess i can say that life had been being a bitch with me, work has been killing me , im not having time to myself, i thought i would have to cancel this weekend with you guys...

As you were talking you heard a comotion outside it was the others comming back, shit, your face was puffed you looked terrible at the same time you didn't wanted them to see you like that you also couldn't care less at that moment, you and Matt watched as the door handle turned and the door opened, you tried your best to give the boys a smile and waved at them but they were more than quick to drop everything (carefully) on the floor and the sofa and run at your directionn, Edd was the first to talk to you

-What happened? Were you crying? Why??

You laughed a bit , nodding but reassuring him that you were okay now

- It was just exhaustion but Matt helped me a lot...

You said grabbing Matt's hand and rubbing it sofly smiling at him before letting go, he blushed  bit but smiled at you , Tom was sitting on the sofa's arm beside you and he messed with your hair before saying

- Been keeping stuff for yourself again huh? You know that it's not good to do that

- Oh i wonder with who i learned to do it...

You said starring at him, you knew the boys for a few years now and ended up picking some habits from all of them, you kept starring at Tom until he said something that you couldnt make out what it was before getting up and getting some of the groceries going to the kitchen, you laughed at that before you "accidentally" crossed eyes with Tord

- What?

He said looking at you, he was never the best person to give advice or comfort but he sighed

- Don't be like this Tord

Matt said looking at Tord that sighed rolling his eyes

- Remember when you lost that bet with me and you had to go to wallmart wearing a-

Before he could finish you threw a pillow at his face, you couldn't even remember now that a few moments ago you were bawling your eyes out, he cussed you and threw the pillow back making you get up and run after him

- I bet 20 bucks that y/n can best the shit out of him

Said Tom with a amused look just observing you and Tord running around

- This is not something to bet o-

-30

Said Edd also amused by all of that chaos, they both stared at Matt , Matt looked confused for a bit , all he could focus on was on seeing you feeling better now, you were laughing -almost breaking the entire house- but you were having fun

- I am not going to participate on this...

Matt said, both Edd and Tom kept staring at him they could here a crash upstairs following by you and Tord screaming at each other

- GOT YOU COMMIE!

- GET OFF OF ME YOU BASTARD!

Matt looked at Tom and Edd with a smug look

-50

[kaylinlmao]

I’m the anon who requested the Robin x Male reader, gender neutral works!! I would love to see it with yours writing style <3

Alrighty then. I'm on it! Thanks for requesting! Aged up to 16! Love ya!

"Hey, Y/N!" Robin yelled. "Oh what's up Robin?" I said. "Can you help me study for the English test on Friday?" he asked me, smiling so cutely. "I would love to! Come over in 30 minutes?" "Ok! See you there!" he said, running off to go walk home with Finney.

He was so cute! I have had the biggest crush on him since I was 11 years old. Now that we're 16, my crush on Robin has grown insanely. But nobody knew how much love I truly felt for him. The only 'person' I've told is my diary. I've written everything I feel about Robin over the past five years in that diary. I started the walk home to get ready to study with Robin.

"He's gotten so much hotter as we've gotten older. Its insane how in love him I am. But I'm sure he doesn't feel the same. Gotta go! Love, Y/N" I wrote in my diary. I heard the doorbell ring downstairs and I shoved my diary under my pillow. I ran downstairs and opened the door to see Robin. "Hey! Come on in!" I said, beckoning him inside. "Hey! Thanks again for doing this. You didn't have to." He said. "I know. But I want to." I walked up the stairs and into my bedroom. "Are you hungry or thirsty? Do you want some food or a soda?" I asked. "Oh, a soda would be great, thanks." He said. I walked downstairs to grab some food and sodas.

Robin's POV

As I flopped down on Y/N's bed, I felt something hard under the pillow. I pulled out a book saying Y/N'S Diary. Do not touch. I know I shouldn't read it but I was curious! "He's gotten so much hotter as we've gotten older. Its insane how in love him I am. But I'm sure he doesn't feel the same. Gotta go! Love, Y/N" That was from just today! They don't think I have a crush on them? I've had a crush on them since I was 10! I just thought they didn't feel the same. But I guess they do. Perfect.

Y/N's POV

I walked into my room to see Robin. On my bed. With my diary. Just thinking about what he was reading made my face burn with shame. Oh god now he knows how I feel. Shit. Shit. Shit. I jumped on the bed, ripping my diary out of his hands and throwing it across the room. "So, Y/N." Oh god! Oh god! I'm gonna die from embarrassment. I can't do this. I can't. He was burning holes into me with his eyes. I tried to shove him off my bed to get my pillow so I could bury myself in pillows and wallow in self pity but when I tried to do that, he flipped me on top of him to where I was straddling him.

Aw shit. My face was on fire and he was smirking with amusement. "So you have a crush on me aye?" I looked towards the door. It's not to late to run. But he must've seen the glance so he flipped me to where he was pinning me underneath him. I was extremely intimidated and embarrassed. "Five years of being in love with me and you never told me." "I-" He cut me off. "Y'know, I've been in love with you for six years." Wait. Just a minute. What in the Reese's peanut butter fucks? "So you're telling me." "We could've been dating this whole time?" We said in unison. I started laughing and so did he.

"Ok. Here is something I've been wanting to say for 6 years now. Y/N Y/L/N, would you like to be my girlfriend/boyfriend/preferred?" I blushed and said "I would love that." He smiled at me and I smiled back.

He gave me a light feathery kiss on my lips and said,

"I love you, Y/N Y/L/N."

Hope you love it! Love y'all! :) -Kaylin

[brideofcthulhu10]

The Lost Boys Find Out Their Fem!S/O is Pregnant [4/4]

SUBJECT WARNING: PHYSICAL AGRESSION, SEXUAL THEMES AND A WHOLE LOT OF SWEARING. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED!

Alrighty then, my lovely fang babes! Here we are, we have the last of the first edition of the pregnancy saga! Worry not, dearest readers, for there is hope! I plan on doing a separate series about going through the pregnancy, and maybe even going through the childbirth with how the boys are as new dads. Let me know in the comments if you'd like to see more, and by tomorrow night we'll have a whole new set to love!

It was such a blast writing Paul's, I'm not gonna lie I got lost in the magic! We have a cute little character cameo for all you 80s movie nerds, lemme know if you can figure out what it is! So, without any more delays; here he is. The gorgeous, the goofy, the one, the only:

PAUL

Today had been an unexpected challenge. You barely got through your shift at the record store, every time you were in light it made you dizzy. Hangovers had nothing on this! Did you drink too much the night before? No, now that you thought about it any attempts to drink had you hugging a toilet. Not to mention your period was late as hell! Well, not the cramps, go figure. Just no blood. None at all. 

You never let on to your beau, Paul, though. The party boy vampire would become overly worried if you told him you were sick, and you weren't about to spoil a good time with a bit of nausea. So here you were, stumbling about the day into the late afternoon absolutely miserable. Your manager Iona offered you some crackers and ginger ale during your lunch break. No dice, within an hour you were running to the bathroom again. 

"Gosh hon, I dunno what ta tell ya. Maybe you ate something nasty, I told you that boardwalk food was fishy," Iona sighed, poking at her own lunch with a fork. Currently your coworker Andie was watching the front until you were feeling better.

"Kill me now, Iona," you groaned, chin resting on the table with your arms laid over your head. Then there was a smell. The greatest, most flavorful, mouthwatering scent you've ever experienced. Like a honey baked ham and a New York sirloin had a glorious new baby drizzled in ecstasy. Glancing over, your stomach growled at whatever it could be. If this were a cartoon you'd be flying to what it was.

Oddly enough, it was coming from Iona. Well, whatever black stuff was in her little plastic tupperware dish. Who cares what it was, it smelled incredible.

"Hey uh..," you asked, leaning over towards the sticky, mysterious delicacy calling your name. "You wouldn't mind if I had a bite, would ya?"

"You sure, hon? This isn't exactly your average dish, it's kinda weird," she tried to explain. God you couldn't take your eyes off it! Finally, your merciful manager pushed it your way, and you couldn't resist any longer. 

"I don't even care, this is the first thing in the past two days that hasn't made me nauseous," you muffled between cosmic bites.

Oh shit, this was heaven! It had to be some sort of meat, it reminded her of a nice spicy kielbasa, a slow roasted brisket, every second it changed to some new world of food you had never tried. What it was didn't matter by this point.

"Wooow. I've never met someone who liked black pudding that much."

Pudding? "I thought it was meat or something? It doesn't taste anything like pudding," you insisted, polishing off the very last specs of it. "Got any more?"

"No, no, not like chocolate pudding or stuff like that, kiddo. black pudding. It's this dish from the UK my new boyfriend made me. It's congealed pig's and cow blood mixed with spices."

You made a face. Blood? Like, blood blood? The cow equivalent of what Paul drank on a daily basis? Yet this was the first time you didn't puke, in fact, you kinda wanted more. Even knowing what is was made of.. for some reason you craved more. Meanwhile Iona continued to talk on and on, until one phrase caught your ears. "Yea, ya know my mom was so into for the longest time. Said she craved it her whole pregnancy, I never got a taste for it honestly."

A single thought popped into your head. A dangerous, foreboding thought that your intuition said was very much a possibility. In a flash you jumped up, nearly slamming your hands on the table. "I gotta go. Oh shit, I gotta go! I'll be right back, I swear, I'm so sorry, I swear to god I'll be right back," you shouted as you bolted out of the store.

"Wait what-?!"

You'd make it up to her once you got back. You had to know! You had to be sure..! Please just let it be paranoia! Please let it be anything, anything at all besides what you thought it was!

Once you reached the nearest CVS you made a B-line to the women's health section. Your hair clung to your face, your lungs stung like crazy but all you could think about was getting answers. And cue the disapproving glare of some old bat picking out a box of pads. Alright being 17 in front of the pregnancy tests looked bad. You weren't just a high schooler, you looked it too. "What're you looking at, " you snarl. Immediately she clutched her pearls, startled by this abrasive youngin' in no mood for dirty looks. God why'd there have to be so many options? Pink boxes, purple ones, bright yellow insisting it worked the fastest. The heavy fluorescent lights were no help at all, it made your head spin. You had no time for this crap. In a sweeping motion you grabbed three different brands and threw them into your basket, all you needed was….where was your wallet? Shit... Glancing around you checked for any nearby cameras or staff. Karma be damned, it was an emergency! Five finger discount it was. 

Once again you made a mad dash back to the record store as the sun finally set. All three boxes were crumpled in your hand, your boots running so fast it you hit a rock that'd be it.

But getting back to the record store was your best bet. You weren't about to pee in some dirty, old, nasty pharmacy bathroo- oh fuck. There was something that finally slowed your steps, nearly making you trip in the process. Four bikes parked right outside. Three of which were occupied by by Dwayne, David and Marko all talking amongst themselves.

Shiiiit, shit, shit! All you could do was swear repeatedly. Before they could spot you, you practically dove into the alleyway behind the store, rapidly disabling the alarm. If that went off it'd be a dead giveaway. Quickly you looked left and right before you slammed the door shut behind you still trying to catch air.

But there, right past the door to the employees lounge, over by the counter you could see a mass of blonde hair chatting away with Iona about Led Zeppelin's best album to date. Paul, gorgeous as every, laughing. It made your heart flutter, but then it sank. What if it was a-... He was never the type to run away from a challenge. But then again, a kid wasn't a challenge, it was a massive ordeal. It would take a huge chunk of his life- well, afterlife! Boozing and cruising would be switched out with drowsy days and busy nights. You weren't sure if you wanted him to know if you were, it would take all that from him. Unfortunately, he must've smelled you or sonething, because immediately he turned around like a puppy being called.

"Babe," he cheered with delight, rushing over to hug you. Rather squeeze you by your hips and lift you four feet off the ground. Quickly you stuffed the skinny boxes into your back pocket, now smushed up against his chest. "Where were you? Ion's said you just bolted mid-shift, we were worried sick! Well, I mean, I was more worried though, cuz I can't stand you bein' gone, kitten."

"Well, yeah uh, I forgot something I had to get at the store, and I forgot what time I got off," you hesitated, still antsy to escape to the bathroom. Truthfully you didn't actually want to, you had to! If you could, you'd just kiss him and ride off into the night to raise some hell like you always did. But this was too big to ignore.

Paul raised a brow. You weren't known for being this jumpy. You wouldn't look him in the eyes, they just kept darting towards the bathroom. Boy, you really did look sick, though. Pale, almost greenish with dark circles under your eyes. You even felt colder than usual. "Am I uh, interrupting something, babe?"

You managed to work out if his arms, giggling nervously. "Actually I-I had some of Iona's lunch earlier, and I just, gotta- be right back!"

With that, you bolted into the bathroom and slammed the door behind you. Again, weird. Paul just shrugged, maybe you had some bad Mexican.

 Iona wasn't convinced. Little miss jumpy-pants skipping out on her, you owed her an explanation. While Paul perused the albums she sunk over to the bathroom, rapidly tapping on the door. "Y/N! Psst! You good in there, hon?"

You were most certainly NOT good! Your hand shook, the third test finally finished. Not like it mattered! They all said the same thing. Every fucking one of them.

Positive. Positive. Positive.

No, no, no!

"Shit," you hissed. "Shit! Oh shit, oh fuck! Fuck-fuckity shit fuck fuck! Dammit." That's all you could do! You swore over, and over, and over, rapidly kicking the wall in front of you. Stupid pink plus! Why? Why did it have to be a plus?? Immediately you threw it in the trash and scooped up the other two. Maybe they were all flukes? Maybe only a doctor could tell you! You had to get home. Like now. Right now, you just had to rush home, make an appointment at the doctors, maybe hide in shame for a few days just until you could figure out what the hell to do with all this! Once again you wedged the tests in your back pocket and nearly tripped, cracking open the door to face your boss. "Iona, I gotta get home."

"Seriously, Y/N?? Why? What is with you?"

"Please, I swear I will make it up to you, I'll take a double shift, I'll wash your damn car-"

"Oh no, nuh-uh. Not until you tell me why you're being such a spaz," she practically shouted in a hissing whisper, absolutely exasperated. You teens and your drama, when she always said she wanted to fell young again this is NOT what she meant!  

"Listen i-... iyay amyay egnantpray," you whispered. Pig latin. It was a little code you two usually reserved for secrets. Well, that and talking smack about snotty customers. But wow was this a big ol' secret. 

Iona covered her mouth. Oh, you little idiot! You poor little idiot. Looking over at the unsuspecting boyfriend she sighed, looking you in the eyes. She wanted to just tell you to come clean to your man. The boy hung around you constantly, you two were the ultimate it-couple, there wasn't even sparks it was like watching supernovas. Something this big.. it shouldn't be left in the dark!

But that pitiful expression on your face just begged her to keep quiet, and frankly it wasn't her place to tell you what to do- well, at least in this regard. "Alright, alright. This saturday you're taking my night time shift, there's a big concert I wanna go to. And you gotta wax my car, it's gettin' nasty. And you better write the best damn apology note in the history of apology notes, sweetie. This is huge, you better come clean to him eventually, or I'll kick your little butt you hear me?"

"Yes. Absolutely, fine, deal. Just please, please keep him busy, I'm not ready to tell him," you whined, clutching the door. Frankly it sounded like a piss poor plan, but it couldn't be helped, not right now at least. You didn't have the strength to confront the situation head on, you were barely keeping it together. You wanted to cry all over, jump into his arms and come clean now, but this was neither the time or place.

As soon as Iona went to go over to Paul you stuffed the tests into your purse and bolted out the back door, only this time stealth was not on your side. Right at the mouth of the alleyway, just as you were about to be home free- you ran smack dab into a particularly lithe blonde that felt like a brick wall. You went flying onto the ground, your purse crashing onto concrete with a hundred pieces of your privacy going every direction. In a panic you began to rapidly stuff it all back, barely able to hide the first two tests as you threw some half baked apology Marko's way. Honestly he deserved a better one than that, but you were too frazzled to be fair at the moment.

"Oh shit, Y/N," Marko exclaimed, immediately kneeling down to help you gather the scattered remains of your purse. "Sorry, I didn't even see you, I was coming back for a smoke. Big Ed is such a douche, can you believe theres no smoking on the-..." His words trailed off, and you shortly saw why. Grasped between his pointer finger and thumb was the little pink strip, and a look of complete disbelief. All you could do was snatch it from him, a heavy moment of silence magically muffling the wild noise and shouts of the busy boardwalk. 

"Do...D-Don't worry about it. Look, I gotta get home, I'll see you arou-," you started, trying to jump up, maybe catch him off guard and make a run for it. Not this time. 

You hadn't even noticed he grabbed your wrist, it was such a blur. He stayed silent, standing up and looking right into your eyes with hidden malcontent. You swore if you answered wrong this mischievous cat would tear your throat out. After all, you were his best friend's girl. If you did anything, ANYTHING, to hurt him... Well, let's just say a pregnancy would be the least of your worries. "Why are you running, Y/N? What the hell is this thing," he asked quietly, eyes flickering between red and blue. "Did you…?"

"Oh don't fuckin' even," You snapped, smacking his arm, yanking your hand out of his grasp. "Of course not! You butt! God, are you serious? What do you take me for- No! I- fuck I just- no!" You kick the tin trash can beside you, watching a plethora of trash fly into the air. "I am freaking out! Of course it's Paul's. Oh fucking god, it's Paul's and I don't know what to do!"

Marko's expression softened, placing a hand on your shoulder. "Hey, I didn't mean to make it sound like that, Y/N. Paul's my friend, I just had to be sure you weren't sneaking around, you know?"

You sighed, pushing back your mess of a hair with misty eyes. This was perfect, a real big screw up from start to finish. All you could do was look over at Marko with pleading eyes. "You can't tell him yet. Please, just please please PLEASE, Marko, don't tell Paul yet!"

"Tell me what, babe?"

Shit. Shit on a stick. You looked behind to see Paul halfway out the back door with a look of concern, one that he rarely carried. You and your dumb mouth, go figure.

The blonde pushed through and let the door close behind him, looking over at his best bud standing alone with his girlfriend who was begging him to keep something secret, from him no less.

 "Marko?"

"Nah, nah, don't look at me man, this is all on you guys," he sighed, hands up in a shielding motion. "Good luck buddy. Gotta go, Y/N." with that the young vampire excused himself from this melting pot of drama, hands stuffed in his pockets. 

You just stood there, keeping the little strip tightly grasped behind your back. Paul was silent, but glancing at his hands you saw they were balled so tight his knuckles were white. "P-paul…," you hesitated, biting down on your bottom lip. "I should really… get home.."

Paul only raised a brow, glancing at your arms still tucked behind you. This wasn't like you to hide from him, and that alone frightened him. Nothing had ever frightened him before. And he didn't like the taste of it one bit. "What's behind your back, babe?"

"What?"

Again his spoke, this time his voice lowered into a low growl. "What... do you have... behind your back, babe?" The way he said it was so firm, it made you shake a little. You didn't like stern Paul. They way he hissed the word "babe", practically spoken through clenched teeth

Your throat ached, eyes darting across the ground struggling to think up a good excuse. Anything. A book, your purse, a surprise for him! Anything!

"N-nothing." Apparently, you failed to find any excuses. Great.

Paul's knuckles began to crack, jumping forward to try and snatch it from behind you. When you dodged him, he grew even more furious. You both began to struggle, pushing him away, insisting he just stop and let you leave. But every attempt to reject him only upset him further. Why were you hiding things from him?! How could you just ditch him at the record store when he was worried sick about you??

The struggle built up until finally he had enough. His eyes turned white with rings of fire, brow looming heavily over his eyes and fangs jutting out where his incisors once were. In a flash he grabbed you by you wrists, pinning you so hard to the wall it shook. You still tried to struggle. Thrash, kick, squirm! Steel wished it could be so strong, your muscles ached. This probably wasn't even his full strength, but it dwarfed you in comparison. This terrifying side of Paul you had certainly seen before, but never had you been on the receiving end. It was in all sense of the word, predatorial. He'd never try to kill you, but you still felt that horror build up inside. Rapid, sharp breaths made your chest heave, too afraid to look up at those red eyes still fixated on whatever you kept hidden from him. He continued to pry your stubborn fingers open, ignoring your shaking whimpers. He squoze your wrist, the tendons aching and contracting until your fingertips began to lift up. Any resistance was pretty much useless at this point, but dammit you still tried everything to worm out of his grip. But he had finally had it, you weren't gonna be keeping secrets from him. Now your last finger was pushed off, and he could see what was so damn important that you physically fought him to keep it secret. It was almost slow motion the way the strip spun to the ground, clattering down and landing beside his mud caked boots. He froze, slowly looking down at it. That's it? That's all you-...

You could barely read his face, so many different emotions flashing across it all at once. Occasionally he'd look back up at you, then back down at it. To the point you almost got annoyed that you were still being stuck to a wall while the reality set in. After all, it didn't take a rocket scientist to know what that was, just put you down already!

Paul looked at you still pinned beneath him, horrified at how he lost his temper and immediately released you. Still rubbing away the pain across your wrists, you watched him pick it up. A wave of guilt swarmed your body, you didn't know whether to hug him or punt him in the chest.

Hell, a massive tidal wave of guilt overflowed him too. It'd been such a long time since he got that angry.. but worst of all he'd never been like that with you. Never grabbed you so forcefully and ignored your pleas, it was a dark side of him he never wanted to display in front of you. Glancing at the little pink plus at the end of the stick, his mind swirled with a plethora of questions. But slowly he stood up, looking down at you still really trying to process everything that had happened in the past few minutes. "I don't… I don't understand.."

"You- You are such an ass," you shouted out of nowhere, enough that it made him jump. There you were. That's the fiery girl he knew, not the one he exactly wanted to be on the opposing side of at the moment, though.

Paul wasn't surprised you were pissed, but he definitely didn't expect you to start punching his arm. Again. Then again, and again you just kept hiting his arms, his chest, pushing and crying, you were so mad you wanted to chuck him in the ocean! It didn't really hurt that much, but he felt awful he drove you to that point.

Tears blurred your vision as you lashed out on him. All you could do was yell names between sobs, even whack him with your purse. "Paul, you absolute jerk! Butt! Jackass! You smarmy, half wit, blood-sucking tool! You said you were packing blanks, you absolute liar! I was gonna tell yo-! I mean, I know I shouldn't have run-! But you just couldn't wait- and then Marko- and you! You ! Jerk ! Butthead !"

"Hey, ow! Ow! Ow, dammit! I know, I know I went to far-ow not the hair dammit," he demanded, grabbing your arms before you could lay another mighty blow. "Babe! Babe, stop! I thought I was! I swear I didn't know- I-..I never thought that I could get you...." His hands slowly released your shoulders, moving to your hips. "I'm so sorry, baby. I swear, I didn't know.. I'm so sorry."

The way his voice softened only made you want to cry more. This whole day was a mess. You didn't mean to try and run.. You never should've tried to in the first place. God, you were so tired. All this running around, all this secrecy, the fighting, it was exhausting. Paul was the last person you wanted to fight. Sure you had spats and a few heated arguments. Every couple did, even vampires. But this, it was just so.m draining. With a firm thud you plopped your forehead on his sternum, your fingers tightly clinging to the upper sleeves of his jacket. "Wh-what am I supposed to do-… what are we supposed to do now..?"

Paul pondered his options with a solemn face, but there was only one that made him happy. Only one that sat right in his heart. What else could he possibly do, there was only ever going to be one answer even if you told him right away. Most of all, he couldn't stand the sorrow in your eyes. A frown never suited such a beautiful face. He never expected there to be anything to come from your heavy sexcapades, it never seemed like there was any risks in it. He'd never seen a vampire munchkin, least of all he'd never even heard of a vamp conceiving with a human. All he knew now is you, crying in his arms, terrified of what you were carrying. What it could mean. In that moment, he steeled his resolve and came to a final decision.

Silently he tilted your chin up, using his thumb to brush away all those tears staining your cheeks. Those blue eyes, you could get lost in them. Swallowed up by the sea. It wasn't hard to read his mind when he held onto your hip with one hand, while the other that pushed away salty droplets now cupped your cheek. Within moments you crashed your mouth into his, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck.

Warm. A surge of heat filled your body. It was the first time you felt truly alive all day. You could feel your chest heave against his, you didn't want any space between the two of you and only pressed tighter until there wasn't anything left. Each kiss gave momentary breath before you dove in for more. Neither of you could stop. You didn't want to pull away, not even for a split second. The way he smelled, the way he tasted, the way he touched you, the way he felt beneath your fingers; it made your head spin. His hands began to wander, you clutched at anything you could get a hold of. Your body burned, so sweet and long. In those moments the world stopped, it just melted away in streams of light. No one was there but you two. 

It was over too soon, both of you rapidly panting for breath still intertwined. Oh, how you could stare into his eyes forever.

That frown was long gone, replaced by a tender smile. The one he had come to cherish. Paul chuckled softly, breathlessly nuzzling against your collar bone. Slowly he leaned in close to your ear, his disheveled blonde hair brushing up against your cheeks. Lips trailed up flesh, reavhing just beneath your ear. And then you heard those three forbidden words. Such sweet, tender words, you hadn't expected him to say. Although he whispered them so softly they might have gotten lost in the wind, to you they were as clear as the moon on a cloudless night.

"Y/N.... I love you."

It made your heart throb, you thought you might even faint. A lifetime of struggles led up to this beautiful moment. You never expected it to be a half-undressed heavy make out session with your vampire lover, the father of your unborn spawn, in the back alley of a record store on the Santa Carla Boardwalk. But here you were, nestled between him and an old brick wall. Paul loved you, he had said it, he finally said those words that could destroy any doubt you had. And more than anything in the whole wide world, you knew once and for all, you loved Paul.

[addictofsupernatural]

The Road So Far (pt. 1)

Sweet Pea x reader

Summary: Y/n Winchester and her two older brothers go to the small town of Riverdale for a case. Y/n must enroll into Riverdale High to help the case, and meets one Sweet Pea on tbe way.

Riverdale + Supernatural crossover

Requested by: @sgarrett49

Author Note: So Tumblr cut me off from writing any more on this text, so it's going to be stretched out into a mini series.

Chapter 2

Word Count: 3402

"I just don't get why I have to go to school to hunt a werewolf."

Dean closed the trunk of the car. "Because, we heard from some of the people here that the teenagers basically run this town."

"Really?" You said. "Ugh, it's like we got a case inside of some crappy new age TV show." Sam laughed and Dean nodded. You all went inside of a motel next to some trailer homes.

The next day you took your stuff and went to school. Apparently a school got closed down due to some hazardous stuff, so there was only one in the town.

When you got to school, there was a small crowd of teens waiting for you. "Excuse me, are you Y/n Winchester?" You nodded. "Okay then. Hi, I'm Veronica Lodge, and welcome to Riverdale High."

"Lodge, as in Lodge Industries?" You asked. Her smiled faded a bit, then came back just as quickly.

"Yes, but whatever daddykins does with his business, I am not associated with."

You smiled and compressed your laughter. "Daddykins, huh?" She nodded. "That's a new one."

She let out a small laugh. "Well, this is Archie, my boyfriend."

He waved. Then another one spoke up. "I'm Betty, I'm one of the people who run the blue and gold newspaper. This is Jughead, he also runs the blue and gold."

"You guys solved some murders right?" Maybe they could help you with the case. The two of them nodded.

Then Jughead spoke up. "This is Fangs and Sweet Pea." They both nodded.

You look at Sweet Pea's tattoo. "What's that mean?" You put two fingers to your neck pulse, indicating the tattoo.

"It's a symbol for the Southside Serpents." Her said, looking down at you.

"That a gang?" You asked as a joke. When he nodded, you responded with, "Wait really?"

A person bursted through the doors. "Ignore the hoodlums. Don't pay any attention to the raggamuffins, they're only important in their greasy, Southside bar. Hi I'm Cheryl blossom. Maybe if you lose the flannel and band shirts I could consider you to be a River Vixen."

"So you're captain of the cheerleaders?" You asked, amused.

"Yup." She said, smug. "I basically run this school."

You bursted out laughing. "Okay, let me get this straight. There's turfs, gangs, murders, and, no offence Ronnie, a mobster in this town?" They all agreed. "And yet, for some reason, cheerleaders and football players are still important? And the head bitch in charge is a ginger?"

You had began to laugh again. "Aw, this is a bad new aged TV show, isn't it?" Jughead snorted.

"You you have a problem with my hair color?" She looked pissed.

"Of course not, gingy #2, I think gingy #1 seems like a nice guy. Look, minus Carrie White over here, you all seem like pretty cool people, but unfortunately I won't have the pleasure of getting to know you. My brothers and I will probably be gone in a week or two. So where do I go to get my schedule?"

"Um, I have it right here." Veronica said. You were going to grab it, but she took it away. "But, we have been asked by principal Weatherbee to make you feel at home."

"No, you and Betty were and you two dragged us into it." Jughead said.

"Well, either way, I want to become friends with you, even if you will only bless us with your presence for a short amount of time."

You looked at her, amused. "Okay then."

She beamed her smile. "Alright, well you have a class with each one of us, and also four classes with Sweet Pea, so we will be with you for the whole day."

Sweet Pea had been watching the entertainment you had been giving this whole time. Who was this girl? One of the first people who didn't care about the social status in Riverdale.

The bell rang. "Alrighty then. You ready Sweets?" You asked. He was taken aback by the nickname. You did the same with Veronica earlier. Was that just a thing you did?

"Uh, yeah, let's go."

As you walked down the hallways, you see signed about some Red Circle group. You grabbed one off the wall. "The Red Circle? What is that?"

"The bulldogs made a group to terrorize the Southside. Trying to clean up the streets and protect their people."

"Really?" You giggled, confusing him. "What kind of piss poor excuse is that? They want to pretend that their in a gang so they can sound cooler than just being a group of sex deprived football players."

He laughed. He was so intrueged by you. You said what was on your mind, and your logic was that of an outside perspective. You were funny and adorable, and came with an I don't give a fuck attitude.

You walked into class together. The teacher told you to sit next to Sweet Pea, who sat in the far back, since you seemed to get along with him. As you walked to your seat, a guy said, "Careful sweetheart. I wouldn't get too close with the snake boy. He's not like us."

You stopped, looking at the letterman jacket he wore. You then held up the red circle sign. "You in this?"

"You know it. The name's Reggie Mantle."

"Wow!" You said in a fake overly happy voice. "You know, when I first walked through those doors I thought you were a douchebag, but I was totally wrong. You're a wanna be ghetto ass douchebag!"

You crumpled up the paper and threw it at him, continuing to walk. Everybody gasped and Sweet Pea smiled excitedly, nodding in his seat.

You silently laughed at him. "Woah."

"What?" Sweet Pea asked, still smiling.

"You look adorable when you're happy." You turned back to the front, missing the smile slide off his face as he stared at you.

As classes went by, you both enjoyed each other's company. Turns out that in every class Sweet Pea is in the back because the teachers fear him. You liked being in the back of the class with him though.

When it came to lunch Veronica practically dragged you to their table. This was your chance to get some information. "So," you said, looking towards Betty and Jughead. "I heard there's been murders of people and animals recently. Do you know anything about it?" They all looked at you, confused. "I'm just really into that stuff."

"Well you'll fit right in here." Veronica joked.

"Not much, but people have been saying things about werewolves." Betty said. "Ethel said that they had a pack at Fox Forest. We were gonna check it out tonight. Do you wanna come?"

"I'd love to." You genuinely smile. If you were to ever stay at one place, it would probably be this one.

Betty smiled. "Okay. This'll be fun."

"Gee gang, sounds like the start of a new mystery." You said without much thought.

"Did you just quote Scooby Doo?" Jughead asked.

"Yes?"

"I think this is the beginning of a new relationship." He said as he munched on his food.

When you got to PE Sweet Pea heard girls talking about you. They were talking about how you had scars covered up, and laughing about how they were ugly on you. He was about to go and tell them off, but was stopped by you calling out for him. "Hey, Sweets!"

"Yeah?"

"We're supposed to partner up, and I think you're the only one who could be close to keeping up with me." You playfully put your hands on your hips.

"We'll see about that, won't we sweetheart?" He gave a smirk.

"Sweetheart, huh? My brother calls his one night stands sweetheart." You counter.

"Don't worry Winchester, you're worth more than that to me." Your cocky smile faded and was replaced with a small, genuine smile with some red on your cheeks. "What's wrong? Not used to the praise?" He slyly said.

"Not at all." You said truthfully. He faltered a bit, but you just brushed your embarrassment off. "C'mon, let's just start the stuff."

Sweet Pea learned just how in shape you were. No matter what exercise was being done, you seemed to excell in it. It was a hassle trying to keep up with you, but he did.

PE was your last period, so the two of you were seen talking together right after school. It seemed that everybody saw, because the five others who greeted you in the morning, except Cheryl, went to go talk to the two of you. It was a rare thing, to see Sweet Pea even give a second glance to someone who isn't a Southsider. But here he was, happy as can be right next to you.

"Hey guys." Betty said. You waved.

"Well well well," Veronica said. "It seems that the new girl in town has found herself a man, and no other than the toughest guy in Riverdale." She was smiling slyly.

They have never seen Sweet Pea so happy, at least not at Riverdale High. Nobody had even seen him look at any girl except Toni, who was one of the guys to him. So having someone crack a smile on his face was a sight to see, and they all automatically wanted the two of you to be together. After all, you made him smile.

Betty then had an idea spring up in her head. "Sweet Pea," he turned his attention towards her, his face unintentionally being a little more colder. "You should come with the three of us tonight to Fox Forest. We're working on the deaths of those people and animals."

Sweet Pea thought about it for a bit, but looking at your waiting face made him not need to think about it at all. "Sure. You guys will need protection, so it's smart if I tag along."

Your face perked up into a smile. Just then a 1967 black Chevy Impala pulled up to the front of the school, classic rock being heard from inside. Two men stepped out and were both leaning on the side of the car. You were guessing that they wanted to look tough to show people not to mess with you.

"Nice ride." Sweet Pea muttered.

"Thanks." You said, everybody turning to you.

"Oh my God, who are those beautiful men standing over there?" Veronica asked. "Especially the one on the left." She said, staring at them.

"That would be Dean. The other one with the long hair is Sam. Those are my brothers." Everyone was in awe of how badass the two looked.

"Well now, some new blood hotties have rolled into town." You all turned your heads to see Cheryl enjoying the view as well. "Who would have known that they were related to a greasy little raggamuffin like you."

"Okay, let's not check out my brothers guys, this is weird and gross for me."

You look at Sweet Pea, who seems to be in a trance as well. "Really? You too?"

He laughed. "No, it's not that. I'm looking at the car." You laughed back. "Don't worry y/n, you're the only Winchester I like to look at." You giggled.

Dean spotted you laughing with some guy. "What the hell?"

"What's wrong?" Sam asked.

"Look at that kid, getting a little too chummy with y/n. I'm gonna have a little talk with him."

"You don't know if he's doing anything bad, they could just be talking Dean."

"The kid has a neck tattoo. He's a douche." They watched as you nudged him, smiling and talking. Sam cleared his throat, not knowing how to defend you anymore.

"Oh hell no." He angrily went over to the group of teenagers, ignoring Sam's calls. Everybody brought their attention to the eldest Winchester walking up. "Hey there." He said to Sweet Pea with a smile. "Wanna tell me why you're standing so close to my sister?"

"Dean." You said, standing in between the both of them, although not making a difference from you being a lot tinier than the two. "Don't."

"We were just talking sir." Sweet Pea said, sweating bullets. He stood up straight and his voice was clear, but he was more nervous than anything.

"Oh, you were just talking. Well to me it seemed like flirting, and if you think I'm gonna let-"

Suddenly a hand clasped hard on Dean's shoulder. "Okay, that's enough. Sorry you all had to see that." He smiled at everyone, making the females melt.

Dean took a few steps back before pointing to Sweet Pea and saying, "We have guns."

"Dean!" Sam said in a sturdy voice.

"Are you satisfied big bro?"

"Get in the car." He said in a strained voice. You mouthed the word sorry to Sweet Pea, then looked at Betty and Jughead, nodding. They nodded back.

When you got to the motel, you were on your way to the bathroom. "Imma go take a shower."

Dean grabbed your arm and plopped you on one of the beds. "Oh no, you're not." You innocently smiled at him, making him even more annoyed. "What the hell were you doing with that kid?"

You looked at him, dead face. "Talking."

"Talking my ass! I saw you two, way too close for friendliness. I don't want you around that guy anymore."

You huffed, kicking off your shoes and getting comfortable. "Why not?"

"Because that kid is bad news. He has a neck tattoo of a double headed snake, I mean, that says it all." He smiled, although unamused.

"It's just a tattoo! I have one too." You were referring to the anti possession tattoo just below your collarbone, which was the same place your brothers had theirs.

"That's different."

"Sam, help me out here."

Sam sighed. "I don't know y/n, you guys were standing pretty close."

"Ha!" Dean said.

"But you really could have only been talking."

"See?! Thank you Sammy. You know what, whatever. I'm gonna head to that 50's themed diner. Want anything?"

"Burgers."

"Just a salad. Thanks."

You nodded and opened the door. "Don't forget the pie!" Dean called out as you shut the door.

You huffed as you went into a diner called Pop's, heading to the front. You didn't notice the four people with leather jackets. You smiled as an old man with the name tag of Pop came. "Do you have pie?"

"Cherry's our best slice." He smiled.

You smiled back. "Perfect. I'll have that, two combo #1's, and a Caesar salad to go please."

"Sure thing. What kind of milkshakes?"

"Milkshakes?"

"Of course, everyone who comes here gets a milkshake. They're the best you'll ever have."

You shrugged, still smiling. There was something that you liked about him. He was just so peaceful. "Surprise me." He nodded and headed to the back. You sat at the counter, waiting for your food.

Meanwhile, Sweet Pea ducked his head when you walked up to the counter. "What's with you?" Toni asked.

"He's into the new girl over there." Jughead said.

"Until her brothers came and scared the crap out of him." Fangs teased.

Sweet Pea flushed from both embarrassment and anger. "No they didn't, I was just showing them respect."

"Then go up to her and ask her out." Fangs said all too casually.

As his three friends stared him down with their evil grins, he awkwardly stood. He knew he couldn't get out of this. He walked over to you, sitting next to you. "Hey."

You swiveled your seat in his direction. "Hey. Sorry about my brothers. Dean likes to get overprotective sometimes, especially when it's with guys that have tattoos on his neck." You have him a teasing smile.

"It's fine." He chuckled out, rubbing where his tattoo was.

"We still on for tonight?" You cocked your head as you waited for his answer, which he found adorable.

"Yeah, I have to be there in case you get yourself in trouble Winchester."

"My hero, but how do I know you won't leave me hanging with Jug and Bets?" There it was again, the nicknames.

"I'm not that kind of guy." He put a hand over his heart jokingly.

"Then why are your friends staring at me?" You squinted your eyes a bit at him.

He put his hand on the back of his neck and rubbed it nervously. "They, uh, wanted me to ask you out." You raised your eyebrows at him in an unimpressed manner. "But, I know that you deserve more than some date from a dare. The date will come, but it will take more time. And I don't care if you'll be leaving soon, I'll drive out to wherever you are and pick you up, and we'll have a good date."

You giggled. He suddenly felt hot, having watched him just pour out his soul. He probably seemed like an idiot right now. "That might have been the sweetest thing anyone has ever told me." You nodded. "Okay, you've got yourself a date. Full warning though, never been on a date. So if I'm weird I'm sorry. But on the bright side, you won't have to top anything from my experience."

He put up his hands to his eye level in victory. "I hit the jackpot."

"Just one thing," you put up your index finger. "You didn't answer my question. How do I know you aren't lying and leave me waiting for you?"

He took off his skull ring and put it on your middle finger. "I have to get my ring back from you." He saw you looking back behind him, then at you. "They're still watching aren't they?"

"Yup." You then leaned to him in your seat and gave him a hug. "Don't worry, I'll put on a show for them." You whispered in his ear, turning your head to kiss his cheek.

"Sorry to interrupt you two love birds up," Pop said, with a bag and a cup holder with three drinks in hand. "But your order's ready. The pie is on the top, and I labeled the flavors of milkshakes on the cups."

You leaned away from Sweet Pea. "Bless your beautiful heart Pop." You reached for your wallet, but Sweet Pea smacked some money down before you could get your own money out. You gave him a side smile. "Ever the gentleman."

"Does that surprise you?" He looked you up and down.

You grabbed your dinner, hopping off your chair. "I bet it would surprise most in this town."

He ignores your comment, and instead focuses on your situation. "Do you need a ride?"

"Um, on your bike?" He nodded, to which you responded by raising the items in your hand. "I have precious cargo."

"Then I'll walk you back to your place."

You gave him a questioning look. "And possibly see my brothers again?"

He shrugged. "I have to protect you, remember? I'm your hero."

You rolled your eyes and smiled. "If you insist."

You both walked and talked, you holding the food and him holding the drinks. "I'm thirsty." He said. "Which one of these milkshakes is yours so I can steal some?"

You laughed. "I have no idea. I told him to surprise me, so that's what he did. Which one do you think I'd like?"

"Peanut butter cup. Definitely." He then took a sip of it, taking it out of the cup holder and putting it towards you. "Try it. Maybe it'll make you stay."

You look at him as he smiled. "I wish. If it tastes bad I'm releasing my brothers onto you." He chucled. You then took a sip, not ready for that level of tastiness to be in that shake. "Holy crap that's amazing!"

"See?!"

"What is up with this ghostly bipolar town? I feel like I'm in the Twilight Zone." You then both got to the motel. "You can go if you want."

"You're living in a motel?"

"Always. Well, sometimes we sleep in the car." You said casually, knocking on your door.

Dean answered the door, eyeing Sweet Pea. "What are you doing here kid?"

"He was at Pop's, and wanted to help me carry dinner." You said with a smile. "He also bought our food! Isn't that so nice of him?"

Sam came to join in. "How considerate."

Your smile became even wider. "Right Dean?"

"You two go on ahead, I'm gonna have a little talk with Mr. Nice Guy outside."

[letstalkaboutfandomsbaby]

YOURIGHTYOURIGHT

Damn, now i gotta write somethin self-inserty bc im thinkin sksksk

Nanami x Me below the cut bc im a heathen sksksk

"You've never had apple pie?!"

Nanami blinked, shocked by the woman's outburst. He met her gaze, surprised by the horrified look on her face.

"...No, I haven't-"

"Oh my god," Sunny gawked, her eyes wide, fingers pressing into her temples as she looked down to the floor. "You've never had an apple pie. I can't do this, I'm gonna pass out."

Nanami rolled his eyes, looking back at his newspaper.

"You're being dramatic."

"I am not!" she insisted, leaning against the table, cupping her cheeks and leaning against the table. "I can't believe you've never had an apple pie. That's so sad dude.

Nanami tried to keep his eyes on his paper, but he couldn't help but glance up to see her pout, her cheeks puffed up and puckered. He scoffed, turning the page.

"It's not a big deal. I've just never gotten around to it."

"That's unacceptable," she replied, staring at the table sadly. She inhaled sharply, sitting up straight. "Alright! It's decided."

"What's decided?"

"I'm going to make you an apple pie."

Nanami furrowed his brow, lowering his paper so he could look at her.

"You can make apple pie?"

"Of course! How do you not know this?" He shrugged.

"I've never thought about it. Why would I?" Sunny gasped, her hand flying to her chest, shock strewn across her face.

"Kento! You're telling me that you've never thought about my cooking skills?" He rolled his eyes, lifting his newspaper back up.

"No, I haven't. And don't call me Kento. I've told you this too many times."

Sunny huffed, standing up from her seat.

"Whatever. I gotta go. We still on for brunch next week?"

"Of course."

"Alrighty. See ya then." She grabbed her purse, turning to leave but stopped, looking back. "Do you have any food allergies?"

"Not that I know of."

"Okay, cool." Nanami frowned as she started walking away, brow creasing as he looked over to her.

"Don't make me an apple pie. I don't need it," he called after her.

"Can't make any promises, Ken!"

~

"Heyyyyyy," Sunny sang, appearing out of nowhere and sitting down at the table across from Nanami. "I'm so sorry I'm late. I left later than I meant to and then got stuck in traffic.

"It's fine," Nanami said, furrowing his brow as she set down a dish on the table. She had dressed up quite a bit today, wearing a flared, light blue, floral tea dress, her hair curled, lips covered in a ruby red lipstick. Her earrings caught his attention: a large red heart with three smaller ones hanging beneath it, an evil eye printed in the center of the largest one. It was an unconventional accessory, but she pulled it off.

"Anyways," she trailed off, smiling at him, "this is for you." Nanami sighed, watching as Sunny pushed a covered pie dish towards him.

"I told you not to make me one."

"Yeah, well, you know I hate following orders so-" She giggled at her own statement, covering her mouth with her hand as he rolled his eyes, peeling the aluminum foil off of the pie and pulling it up.

"Why does the top look like that?"

"What do you mean?"

"It just doesn't look like a pie crust, that's all."

"Well, it's not a pie crust," she began taking the foil off the rest of the way so they could both see the pie. The edges and topping were a lovely golden brown, but they were obviously not made from the same materials. "It's a crumb topping. It's sugar and butter and flour. So much better than a regular pie crust topping."

Nanami grunted, looking over the pie. He had to admit, it did look good, and he wasn't one to throw out praise willy-nilly.

"It looks nice."

"Thank you. Wanna try some now?"

Nanami looked up at her, flabbergasted.

"Sunny, we're in a restaurant. We can't just eat food that you brought in."

"Sure we can!" she said confidently, craning her neck to look for their waiter, waving to get his attention. "You just gotta ask really nicely and give a big tip at the end."

"That's not how that works."

"Of course it is--yes! Hi, could we please get two small plates and a knife?"

"Of course, right away."

"Thank you so much!" she chirped as the man walked away swiftly. She looked back at Nanami, a victorious smile on her lips. "See? They don't care as long as you're nice. I know because-"

"-because you work in a coffee shop. I know; you’ve told me."

"Ya know, if I didn't want you to try my pie, I would just get up and leave because your attitude is shit," she said dramatically, clearly joking. He rolled his eyes, but he couldn't stop his lips from curling into a smile.

"Here you are, ma'am. Are you two ready to order?"

"Just give us a few more minutes. Thank you so so much!" she said with a bright smile, taking the plates and knife from the young man before he walked away. She turned back to Nanami, bringing the apple pie close to her and digging the knife into it.

"Did you use a store-bought crust?" Nanami asked, hearing the crust edge crunch perfectly as she sliced it.

"Don't insult me, Kento-"

"I told you not-"

"-I would never stoop so low as to buy a crust from the store. I made this from scratch." She placed a slice of pie on one of the plates, handing it to him with a fork. "I've spent years perfecting this recipe and I will not let you sully my reputation by insinuating that I bought a crust at the store-"

"Stop being dramatic," he mumbled, inspecting the pie as he put his plate down.

"Don't act like you don't love my flamboyant personality."

Nanami didn't reply. He brought his fork down, cutting into the pie with the blunt edge. He picked it up, looking over the piece on his fork before giving it a sniff.

"Jesus, Ken, just take the damn bite already."

"Don't rush me, Sunny." He gave the pie one last look before he stuck the fork into his mouth, chewing.

He was hit by the cinnamon first, then the overwhelming sweetness, the crunch of the topping and crust and the softness of the apples. He wasn't one for sweets, but this pie would be the exception, the flavors melting in his mouth and starting a symphony in his heart.

Homemade apple pie. There was something about those three words that made him stir as he chewed. An image flashed across his brain: Sunny, dolled up like she was now with a frilly pink and white polka dotted apron highlighting her waist even more, wearing stiletto heels and pulling a pie out of her oven. Her oven mitts would engulf her small delicate hands, keeping them safe from the heat of the pie dish, keeping them soft and untainted. He imagined her turning to him as he walked into said kitchen, smiling as she removed her mitts and greeted him with open arms. He could practically feel her crimson lips on his cheek, surely leaving some lipstick behind but he couldn't care when she looked so soft and sweet and domestic just for him-

Shit.

He'd had thoughts like this before, but he had always pushed them down, rationalizing that she wouldn't be interested in anything other than friendship so he shouldn't fantasize about such silly ideas.

And yet, when he caught glimpses of her hidden traits, he felt his heart soar. She could crochet, she could sew, she loved expressing her femininity, and now he learned that she could make the most delicious dessert he had ever tasted.

It truly was unfair.

"Yo, Earth to Ken," she said as she tapped his leg with her heel, bringing him back to reality.

After consideration I've concluded that Nanami would 100% fall for me bc i know how to cook and bake and i make a mean apple pie and i just know that he'd take one bite of my pie and go out to buy a ring bc there aint no way in hell he's lettin somebody as great as me get away sksksk

[sharksa-shivers]

We cool with stuff taking place on phones/through texts too? Cuz i have a surplus of that as well...

I have a ton of shit where it's formatted as text convos and shit between the derpos becauseeeeeeeeeee yes lol. (Legit tho, it is fun and it's a good way to also flesh out characters, like what kinda shiz would they talk about through text convos? I recommend doing that if you're looking for more ways to write stuff lol) ------- Here's a Sharksty one Kristy: Hey, did you eat any breakfast? :3 💗

Sharky: ……..

Kristy: Well?

Sharky: Does a star cola count as breakfast? I mean it's like 140 calories a can, that's sustainable right?

Kristy: Nope and nope! Alrighty, gotchas, that's all i needed to know.

Sharky: …..? Huh?

Kristy: Lol, i'm gonna make some breakfast for us both! :3 I wanna try and make some sausage egg biscuits sandwich things! (Idk what they're called lmao…But they seem simple and easy and quick and tasty!!! So…😋)

Sharky: …..Can i maybe know the calorie contents or?

Kristy: …You were literally just asking me if a soda counted as breakfast so i have a feeling if i tell you the answer to that (even if i did math it out while making it)That you'd just use that answer as an excuse to skip out on food whenever you need it…Mmmm, so no lmao.

Sharky: …Please?

Kristy: Nope! 💗They're little breakfast sandwiches with egg and cheese and sausage on them, i promise you you'll be ok ya derp.

Kristy:(sends pictures of the sandwiches)Also look how tasty they look!!! You really wanna miss out on this??? And me making it too????

Sharky: …Ok, ok, you're right, those do look really good heh…That cheese is making me hungry just looking at it…

Sharky: Does Amber have any bacon prepped downstairs?

Kristy: No, why? You want some?

Sharky: Hehhhhh, yeah, maybe…

Sharky: Here, guess i'll come downstairs, i can help ya. Maybe i can help make something and contribute a little bit ey? Might have some pancakr mix down there…

Kristy: MAKING BREAKFAST AS A COUPLE, HELL YEAH!!!!! 💗💗💗 ----------- Here's one with Max and Kristy both getting on Sharky's ass about his self neglect issues. Also cuz text, Max's text is purposefully shitty (cuz i imagine Max gives 0 shits about spellcheck during casual convo and whatnot lol...His friends know what he's going off about soooooooo) --- Kristy: Ey, I'm hungry, you guys want pizza? I wanna get pizza

Max: Fuk yesssssssssssssssssss, god, plz, im starving, fuckin garbo day, plz, i wanttttttttttt

Sharky: ………Eh…

Kristy: What kind you guys want? :3 Thinkin bout a half hamburger and half peperoni with extra cheese for me…

Max: ?

(few seconds pass)

Max: Sharky you fuck, what's "Eh" mean?

Sharky: It means eh, means i'm good. You guys enjoy though…

Kristy: Yknow, i don't think i've seen you eat today… :/

Max: He hasn't

Max: Dumbass, what pizza you want?

Sharky: None, i'm fine 👌

Kristy: Dude, cmon…

Max: finna beat yo ass, what pizza do you want?

Max: This is not me asking, this is a threat, this is a promise.

Max: I will physically come over there, back to the fucking hotel room, i will grab a pillow and i will beat your fucking ass, fuckin, tired of you doing this stupid shit to yourself every few days.

Sharky: Damn, nice…Sounds good to me.

Kristy: Dude, seriously, please… :c I don't want you being hungry all night, you have to be at this point with all the crap we've been doing today…

Sharky: …………I mean……….Eh, who cares? Why does it matter? Like…It doesn't…Just lemme chill, i'm good…

Max: Im so tired of this bullshit…

Max: WHAT

Max: PIZZA

Max: DO

Max: YOU

Max: WANT?

Sharky: I fucking told you, i don't, what's so fucking hard to get here? Why aren't you listening?

Kristy: …………Wait, do you mean you want something else to eat? I can google other places if your tired of pizza, i don't want you feeling forced to eat something you don't want to… :c

Sharky: No, enjoy your pizza, idc, i just don't want any.

Sharky: I don't want any other food either, i'm good. I just wanna chill and sleep in a bit… Max: I swear to fuck

Max: Just order him some hamburger or cheese or something, fuckin, i'm tired, im not let him keep doin this crap…

Sharky: Why tf you being so aggressive?

Max: CUZ I FUCKING CARE ABOUT YOU AND I DON'T LIKE SEEING YOU DO THIS SHIT, YOU ARE GOING TO GET YOURSELF KILLED DOING THIS, DEMONS ARE NOT GOING TO CARE IF YOU ARE TIRED, THEY WILL SLAUGHTER YOU AND I DO NOT WANT TO HAVE TO SEE THAT HAPPEN TO MY FUCKING BROTHER YOU FUCK

Kristy: What kind do you want Max? :3 I'm writing all this down rq…

Sharky: I said i don't fucking want one!!!!

Max: Cry about it bitch, you're getting free food and you're gonna fucking enjoy it

Max: Uhhhhhhh, idk actually, depends, where you getting it from?

Kristy: (gives link) found a local place, looks really good…I'm gonna get cheese garlic bread too :3

Max: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, maybeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…Ehhhh, i dunno, fuck it, surprise me lol

Sharky has left the group

Max has added Sharky to the group

Max: Not so fast bitch

Sharky: I DON'T FUCKING WANT ANY, GOD, CAN YOU JUST LISTEN??? FOR ONCE???

Max: No 💜

Sharky: I fucking…God, i hate this stupid ass shit, fucking, i don't want it, don't waste your cash, don't waste your time, i don't want to eat

Kristy: You need to tho dude, seriously…

Max: Fuck you, you're gonna enjoy this goddamn pizza you shithead 💜

Sharky: ……………I'm so tired of this…

Max: Imagine how tired we are having to fucking worry about you doing this dumb shit every 3 or 4 days…

Kristy: Dude, seriously, this pizza looks really delicious, you should try some! It's a little family owned shop, means it's gotta be good…

Sharky: No

Kristy: (sends link again) Plz at least look at the pics, it all looks so hot and cheesy and fresh ~(^*^)~ I bet you'd love it if you tried it!!!

Sharky: ……………………………………Please stop…Fuck, please, you both are making me feel bad…

Max: Do not stop Kris, keep going, we're breaking him >:) Kristy: Uhmmmm, ik you like cheese bread Sharky, i bet you'd REALLY like garlic cheese bread :3

Sharky: Please stop, please…

Max: Whats wrong? Starting to want it?

Kristy: Oooooo! They have dipping sauces too! I'm gonna get extra marinara! :3

Sharky: god

Max: Heyyyyy, ooooo, cheesesticks, think we can get those Kris?

Kristy: Hell yes!!! Ahhhh, that really sounds good

Sharky: ………………..

Max: Gonna get some ranch dipping sauce cuz fuck it lol

Max: Can we get drinks too? Ain't shit up there in the hotel room…

Kristy: Yee! What do you want to drink? :3

Max: Defs a liter soda….or………..3 lol

Kristy: ………For just you or?

Max: lmao yes ofc

Sharky: ………………………………….

Kristy: Do you want something to drink Sharky? :3

Max: Well Sharky we're waiting…

Sharky: …..canihavegarliccheesebreadtoo?

Max: WE FUCKIGN GOT HIM!!!!!

Kristy: Wait, you serious?! :0

Sharky: ……….Yeah…ig…

Kristy: Yayyyyyyyyyyyyy!!! Dude, i'm so happy!!!!!

Max: You're gonna have tasty food and your gonna like it

Sharky: ………….imgonnafeelsoshittyafterthis, ialreadyfeelsofatrightnowandihateit……

Kristy: Dude, you don't have to feel bad like that… :/

Max: Who fuckin cares if your fat? I want you to fucking survive, literally doesn't matter

Max: is a diff body type and literally everything in media that is designed to make you feel bad about being fat is cuz they wanna make cash off your suffering so fuck em, eat, be fat, be happy, stay alive, fuck the media

Sharky: Neither of you get it, ugh…

Kristy: Sharky, what else do you want? :3

Sharky: ………………I dunno, head hurts…

Kristy: Do you need me to get you meds? :c

Sharky: ……………No, just…Ig i do need to eat…Guess i am starving…

Sharky: Ig…Yeah, hamburger pizza sounds good, with cheese bread, maybe ig a bottled drink or 2 for me but no liter crap… -------- Solo Max and Sharky one cuz yeah, sure lol --- Max: So do you gott he stuff?

Sharky: uhhhh, yeah, i do…

Max: mighf i seeeeeeee?uwu?

Sharky: ehhhhh

Sharky: That's require me like…Taking a picture of myself and like…I'd rather spare you that, ehhhh…

Max: bruh lmao

Max: doooooooo it cmon lol

Sharky: I don't want to, i hate how i look right now ok?

Max: wut is it you hate?

Sharky: You know what…

Max: you mean your body and stomach that are perfectyl fine? Is that it?

Sharky: Can we just…Leave it or???

Max: bruh, lol, you look fineeeee!!!!!

Max: You are valid

Max: Dare i say beautiful even?

Max: just as yourself, i promise ya…

Sharky: ……..

Max: Cmon, seriously, i promise you look fine…

Sharky: …….I…I dunno, i just…

Sharky: Goddamnit, fine…

Sharky:(posts a pic of him with the supplies and shit, him obviously hesitant in photo to actually take the photo)….Here, ffs…

Max: damn, dude, you look really nice, you seriously insecure when you look like that???

Sharky: Considering my fucking ugly body and gut and face, yes. Mmhmmm, you nailed it.

Max: lol, bruh, you look fuckin fine, i promise

Max: king, hey king, you dropped this👑

Max: Valid qs fuck and always will be and i will fight you every fuckin time

Sharky: Max, seriously, how can you think i look fine like this????

Max: Because i know why you think the things you do and those reasons are bs

Max: You legit hurt yourselc over how you look, i hate seeing that

Max: I'd much rather see you embrace yourself as ya are cuz you look perfectly fune and great and i wouldn't fuckin lie to you lmaooooo ------------------------------- Yeah, Max is one of those friends who's agressive with how much they care about you...Like...Max just is like that lololol Like these are the 2 energy's lol Kristy:

And then Max lololol, like this is it right here Just like...I do not want Max to come off as mean cuz he's being like "you need to eat dumbass, ima hit you with this pillow!!!" Cuz...That's just like Max being Max lol (If you get what i mean, like that's how Sharky and Max's friendship/brotherhood kinda is with each other) Also yeah, Sharky and Max are best friends but they also see each other as brothers lol, like adoptive brothers.