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somethingaa4 · 3 months ago
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I got bored, sorry...
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ricihh · 17 days ago
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WOOHOO Bibi suffering for girls, what a pathetic lesbian /aff
Rating: T
Fandom: Brawl Stars
Relationship: Bea/Bibi
Main Tags: Ficlet, Light Angst, Bittersweet, Introspection, Complicated Relationships, commitment issues, Getting Back Together, Kissing, Food, Metaphors
Warnings: None!
Summary: No matter what, Bibi can't stop thinking about honey.
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eddseddede · 7 days ago
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matching battlecards for my fav ships 🥹
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leondystuff · 5 months ago
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what would be the brawl stars community reaction if I post a Leondy story that accidentally became a crack fic.
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Canon Sapphic Characters Tournament Round 1 (Bracket 5)
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peaceful-lunacy · 2 years ago
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smooshi-graysimp · 8 months ago
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My Brawl Stars Ships + Relationships
(Made this instead of chart because I can't function well with the chart thing)
This also shows ships I saw from others
Eventually I gave up in a way so if it’s messy and inaccurate then no, it takes too much braincells for me
I’ll like give out the ages chart later but I don’t want to rn
If it’s messy sarry
Ships Only:
- Rico x Piper
- C.Ruffs x Eve
- Belle x Sam
Brotp + Ships?: (? = unsure if ship)
- Colt + Shelly
- Shelly x Fang
- Bull x El Primo
- Bull x Mortis
- Crow x Mr.P
- Bo x Brock
- Dyna x Gale
- Piper x Tara
- Emz x Willow
- Mr.P x Buzz
- Griff x Lola
- Chuck x Charlie
- Ash x Grom
- Ash x Sprout
- Lola x Charlie
- Buzz x Doug
Brotp + Ships:
- Shelly x Fang
- Nani x Sprout
- Dyna x Gale
- Carl x Darryl
- Byron x Gray
- Barley x Griff
- El Primo x Rosa
- Amber x Maisie
- Amber x Lou
- Amber x Charlie
- Lou x Surge
- Griff x Gray
- Colette x Fang
- Rosa x Bea
- Sprout x Stu
- Eve x Hank
- Max x 8-Bit
- Chuck x Gray
- Grom x Fang
- Lola x Fang
- Buster x Fang
- Maisie x Mandy
- Maisie x Amber
- Melodie x Bibi
- Melodie x Mandy
- Melodie x Emz
- Meeple x Larry
- Meeple x Lawrie
- Charlie x Willow
- Mandy x Lawrie
- Draco x Buster
Brotp + Ships but it’s more ship leaning
- Lola x Gray
- Lola x Buster
- Buster x Maisie
- Maisie x Charlie
- Gray x Charlie
- Gray x Maisie
- Mandy x Larry
- Sam x Byron
- Belle x Byron
- Byron x Sam x Belle
- Byron x Griff
- Byron x Mortis
- Nani x Stu
- Nani x Pearl
- Juju x Charlie
- Juju x Maisie
- Willow x Cordelius
- 8-Bit x Tick x Lou
- L+L x Angelo
- Buster x Charlie
- Gray x El Primo
- Janet x Edgar
- Frank x Chuck
- Fang x Mandy
- Melodie x Fang
Brotp + Ships but OTPS
- Melodie x Gray x Brock x Buster x Juju (OTP)
Jugrocustedie / HauntedRhythmVoodooShow
- Mandy x Draco (OTP)
Rock Candy / Sweetly Metal / DragonThrone
- Jacky x Meeple and they’re enemies lmao
Drill Game
Other variations
- Juju x Gray ?
- Juju x Buster ?
- Juju x Melodie ?
- Juju x Brock ?
- Gray x Buster (OTP) SmugginSmiles / SilentFilm / MimeCamera
- Brock x Gray Grock
- Brock x Melodie ?
- Buster x Melodie Spotlight
- Buster x Brock Bazooka Boyz / BoomBuster
Brotp Only:
- Bo + Pam
- Nita + Bonnie
- Any Kid Ship
- Bibi + Crow
- Bibi x Edgar
- Jessie + Penny
- Jacky + Carl
- Penny + Darryl
- Barley + Lou
- Frank + Bea + Rosa + Sprout
- Emz + Edgar
- Emz + Poco
- Gene + Tara
- Squeak + Sprout
- Squeak + Lou?
- Max + Surge
- Bonnie + Gus
- Otis + Cordelius
- Otis + R-T
- Lily + Cordel
- Tara + Gray
- Pearl + Larry/Lawrie
- Janet + Mandy
- Edgar + Chester
- Spike + Bea
- Spike + Colette
- Angelo x Melodie
- Squeak + Spike
- All the Medieval Trios
Does ship but more Brotp:
- Angelo x Willow
- Melodie x Draco (but more as enemies)
- Buzz x Doug
Enemies + Ships:
- Kit x Mico
- Meeple x Jacky (OTP)
Rivals + Ships
- Charlie x Gray x Lola
Interesting…:
- Colt + Fang
- Colt x Bull x Shelly
- Colt x Brock
- Shelly x Bull
- Bibi x Max
- Crow x Mico
- Brock x Max
- Brock x Tara
- Jacky x Buster
- Tara x Amber
- Mr.P x Griff
- Lou x Sprout
- Max x Bibi
- Max x Buster
- Meg + Brock
- Buster x Willow
- Buster x Mandy
- Willow x Larry/Lawrie
- Brock x Draco
- Brock x Barley
- Pearl x Lou
- Pearl x Barley
- Max x Melodie
Not for me but l'll accept:
- Mico x Crow
- Crow x Mr.P
- Surge x Lawrie
- Lawrie x Colt
- Colt x Mortis
- Barley x Berry
Family (Only Adoptive and Unrelated):
- Gray + Chester + Mandy (Sib like relationship)
- Angelo + Willow + Otis (Good pet owners and their cute pet)
- Hank + Otis + Clancy (Two fathers and a son like)
- R-T + L+L (Brotherly)
- Gray + Otis (Father and son)
- Buster + Chuck + Gus (two rival fathers/ father vs grandpa and son)
- Gray + Maisie + Chuck + Gus (one son and their responsible parents)
- Gray + Gus (Father and son)
- Byron + Lola (angry sibs)
- Byron + Lola + Chuck (angry sibs who’s fine with eachother)
- Clancy + Buster jokingly
- Gray + Fang (brother like relationship with one do them being done with the other)
- Melodie + Ollie familial music ppl also bc of ships which creates
- Gray + Melodie + Buster + Brock + Juju + Ollie 5 parents and a child
Complicated?:
- Rico x Vending Machine
- Byron x Sam x Belle
- Mortis x Willow
- Gray x R-T
- Swamp of Love + Candyland
- Buzz x Doug
Crackship:
- Mortis x Gene
- Gene x Mr.P
- Willow x R-T
Enemies:
Swamp of Love + Environmental Trio
Swamp of Love + Starr Theater Trio
Swamp of Love + Police Trio
Rivals:
Police Trio + Superhero Trio + Wild West Trio
Notps:
Mandy x Chetser
Chetser x Gray
Chetser x basically everyone (except for Emz? and Angelo and if a teen Edgar those are ok)
Chester and Mandy HC age has changed so now they adults
Any proshipper ship
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carleybenazzi-blog-blog · 1 year ago
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m4ym4yart · 2 years ago
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6 brawlers fan art 🤙🏼
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bratshaws · 2 years ago
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goodness gracious 14. brb x oc
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( look at me repeating gifs )
a/n: * tents hands* this chapter is a bit shorter than I usually write because i have.....ideas for the smut scene and I can only focus on writing the chapter that goes to it!!! SO! YEaH! this man made me hornier than before can you blame me?
pairing: plus size!oc x rooster
warnings: suggestive content (kind of )
chapters:
1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10/11/12/13
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It came to Bea’s conclusion that the high pitched noise was nothing else but her niece screaming while running in her direction. Beatrice stared down at Bianca with her eyebrows furrowed, “Bibi? What are you doing here?”
“Daddy brought me here to get a new swimsuit for my swimming class cause I lost the other one down the toilet!!” she says, her attention on the bags each of them are holding, “What’s that?” she asks, trying to peek in without success.
But Beatrice couldn’t hear anything else, all she could hear was the word ‘daddy’ which meant Leonardo was here. If Leo was here, it meant he’d find out about her and Bradley, which honestly she wasn’t planning on doing so soon just so she could keep him safe from her family’s overwhelming - and overprotective - nature, “Oh…shit…” she whispered, her hand clenching Brad’s so hard his knuckles popped.
“Bea? What’s wrong?” she looked terrified, looking ahead of her with her eyes so wide and scared he got genuinely worried. When he turned to look in the same direction she was, he saw a tall man wearing a Mötley Crüe shirt and dark jeans, looking around desperately until his gaze stopped on the little girl at their feet.
The man rushed over, then heaved out breaths,supporting his weight on his knees, “Jesus I’m getting old. Bibi don’t run off like that, please. Your daddy isn’t as young as he used to.” he groans, pressing two fingers to his neck “I think I burst a vein open.”
“Daddy! Daddy look!” Bianca bounced excitedly, pointing at Bradley, “Is Prince Rooster!”
“It’s who now?” his eyes slowly lifted only to see his little sister with a tall mustached guy, holding hands. Leonardo blinked, his eyes meeting Beatrice’s - who were still very wide and scared, her face blanched of all color and her jaw clenched. It takes him a couple seconds to understand the situation, sort of, and let out a quiet “Oh.” he straightened himself, noticing the two of them were the same height and the guy kept looking at him.
Leonardo opened his mouth a few times, then placed his nervous hands on his hips, unsure of what else to do in this situation. “Well,um…this is surprising.” he breathed out an awkward chuckle, “This is very surprising.”
Beatrice just stood there, silent, with Bradley looking between the two with confusion, “Bea?” she inhaled sharply, her gaze returning to normal “What’s the matter?”
She parted her lips, her jaw moving but nothing came out for a few seconds, until she announced with as much bravery as she could muster, “This is my boyfriend.” she said in one single breath, looking into her older brother’s eyes. “Roos…this is m-my older brother,Leo. Bibi’s dad.”
The two men met gazes, staring at each other still digesting the information dropped on both of them. It was Leo who said something first, “Yeah, uh, hi,” he lifted his hand “Nice to meet you, man.” 
Bradley shook his hand “Likewise.” but they held the grip for a while, before they dropped their hands down. Leonardo blinked at the two, still unsure of what type of way he should be acting after finding out how his little sister suddenly got a boyfriend??
But it was Bianca’s delighted gasp that broke the silence, “You are a princess now!!” she jumped with excitement, her little arms up to the sky with joy, completely unaware of the awkward tension between the three adults. Bea furrowed her eyebrows, begging Leonardo with her eyes to keep his mouth shut and that they’d talk later, but her brother was too surprised to do anything.
“...anyway! We were just leaving!” she says when her brother showed no other reaction besides shock, “Nice to see you two, let’s go Brad.” she almost swings his arm out of the socket with how fast she turned around, speed walking away from her brother and niece.
 She didn’t know how far they walked, she hoped very far, but she stopped when Bradley tugged her arm halting her movement, “Bea, Bea, look at me.” he frowns, seeing she’s looking at the beige tiled floor instead, “What’s wrong? You look very pale, do you want to sit down?”
“No…yes…” she sighs, then lets go of his hand to rub her face, “…I don’t know.” she drags her fingers through her hair, interlacing them behind her nape as she clenches her eyes, “God, he knows. He knows.”
“Bea?”
“If he knows then everyone else will know. Then they’ll come at me asking why I didn’t introduce you to them.”
“Bea.”
“T-Then they’ll ask me to introduce you, then they’ll surround you like you are a criminal, asking about your life, past relationships and–”
“Bea!” she stops her rambling when his big hands cup her face, tilting her head up to meet his eyes, “Babe, calm down, you are close to hyperventilating.” she could hear her own heartbeat in her ears, sounding like war drums, but she tried to ease her breathing. Her hands clenched into fists by her sides as she looked at her shoes. He tsked, wrapping his arms around her to press her face to his chest, relieved when she wrapped her arms around his torso.
He ran his hand on the back of her head, combing the brown tresses in hopes to calm her down, pressing a kiss to her temple. When he felt her body relax, he pulled back to look at her face, “There, feeling any better?” she looked up at him with a worried gaze, her lower lip jutted out just enough to show she was upset, but she nodded. “Want to tell me what that was all about?”
She sighed, letting the hot air leave her lips and hit his chest, “I–” she paused trying to think of the right words, “...I planned on introducing you to them, one day…maybe,maybe after a while longer we’ve been together, you know? Like, we just completed a month and honest to God I-I thought it’d be too soon? I mean, I thought that you meeting Ev was enough for right now. I-I’m not ashamed of our relationship, I’m not, but I don’t want you to…to be overwhelmed.” her eyebrows pinch together, “My family…can be very, very overprotective and intense and— I don’t know, I don’t want them hounding down on you like a pack of dogs,I wanted…I wanted to keep it with me for a little longer. I guess I’m scared of them scaring you off.”
Bradley looks down at her as she explains it, her eyes not meeting his. He takes everything in with a neutral façade, the sunglasses also help with hiding his expression from her. He felt his chest expand once she’s done, his own mind trying to wrap itself on what just happened, but his stomach flutters with butterflies over her words of how she ‘wanted to keep it with her a little longer’ like it was a gift she didn’t want to share yet. He purses his lips in hopes he could hold back his smile, “Pretty girl, look at me.” he cups her chin to tilt her head up “You don’t have to worry about them scaring me off.”
“You don’t know them, Roos.” she murmurs, playing with the ends of his shirt, “They’ll just pin you to a corner and question your every move. They’ll question what you do, what you want with me…so on…”
“Well, then I just have to answer it honestly don’t I?” he smiles, rubbing the curve of her chin, “If you want to introduce me to them, I’m game.”
“...are you sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure.” 
She looks up at him with a gaze that brims with disbelief, her lips rolling into her mouth as she thinks on it, “Okay.” she says after a while, “Okay, I’ll…I’ll see what can be done.” she lets her forehead drop to the middle of his chest, breathing in his cologne so it’d calm her down, while his lips press to the top of her head comfortingly. She just let her body unwind with his, feeling her shoulders drop, her nerves melting the longer he held her. 
She lifted her head from his chest, sucking in a breath, then held his hand again before leaning down to grab the bag with her bikini. They didn’t feel like staying any longer, especially since she was still on edge from seeing her brother there, so they decided to walk out of the mall and head to her place. Hopefully she’d relax more once they got there.
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“You were planning on telling me, right?”
Beatrice rubbed the back of her neck, pacing in her backyard with the phone held up to her ear. It took a few minutes once she and Bradley got to her house for Leonardo to call, she tried to ignore it but she knew if she did he wouldn’t stop. So, she left Bradley on the couch with Jojo’s head resting on his lap as he watched the very first season of Golden Girls. “I… yeah, I was.”
“You hesitated right now, why did you hesitate?”
“Leo.” she sighs, closing her eyes, “Don’t do that.”
“You are the one dating and not telling me about it!” he messed with something on his side, “Beatrice, you can’t do that shit.”
“You know very well why I didn’t tell you.” she says, leaning her back against the wall, the sound of Rooster’s soft chuckles coming from the inside made her smile even with her heart in her throat, “If I did, it’d just grow to this snowball of clusterfuck because everyone would want to meet him.”
“Is that so bad?”
“Yes! Yes it is!”
“...you know I wouldn’t do that to you. I wouldn’t tell anyone.”
“You would tell mom and dad.”
“I would not!”
“Leo, you are terrible under pressure and holding secrets.” he tries to fight back but she cuts him off, “Remember the time Michael asked you to cover up for him because he was going out with Ellie Wartburn and you couldn’t because mom gave you one look and you broke?”
“I was thirteen! What was I to do???” he tried to defend himself, “You’ve seen mom! You know she knows things! That woman is a witch!” 
“There was also the time for dad’s surprise birthday party, with all his friends from the bank.” she says without missing a beat, “You were supposed to distract him by driving him around, not to bring him home after he told you to because he thought you were acting suspicious.”
Her brother was silent for a few seconds, then his voice came back, “I–well!! It was…it was a one time thing! Years ago! I’m very good under pressure now. Nothing can make me break.” his sister’s unenthusiastic ‘uh uh’ was the only reply he got. “I’m serious! You can ask Cyn if you want more proof!”
Beatrice sighed heavily, rubbing her forehead with the tip of her fingers, “I’m comforted, truly Leonardo. It’s not like Cyn will call out on your bullshit because you still can’t stand the pressure of people - especially dad - asking you things.” she frowns, looking back inside for a brief second, “I like him Leo. I like him a lot. If anyone was to make him feel uncomfortable I’d– I wouldn’t know what to do. He’s– he’s sweet, he’s funny, he’s talented and he respects me. He’s the best guy I’ve ever met.”
Leonardo is silent on the other side, but she hears him sucking in a breath, “Damn, well,” he chuckles, “I’ve never heard you talk about your boyfriends like that. It was just ‘oh he’s nice’ or ‘oh he’s not that bad’. I’ve never seen you using more than one word to describe a guy…so, uh, tell me about him a bit, did you meet him at the Hard Deck?”
“Yeah, the first months I worked there he showed up.”
“Nice, so…he’s navy?” she hums positively, “I don’t know much about the Navy so you have to explain to me what he does.”
“He’s a pilot.” she smiles, crossing her arm under the one holding the phone, hugging her middle “He’s a very good one too. He also plays the piano.”
“No shit?”
“No shit.”
“Damn, well, that would be a bonus point with dad for sure.” he laughs and Bea couldn’t help but follow him with her own snickering.
 She never told Bradley that her father played the piano too, nor that he has one at home where he’d sometimes play for them during the times he was off work. She knew her father would’ve loved to become a musician, but coming from a traditional family and having kids and a wife he’d have to take care of, he had to get something more balanced. So he started working as a banker as soon as he was able and music turned into something more akin to a hobby. 
Maybe that would be a point in Brad’s favor. Hopefully. 
She spent a few minutes gushing about Bradley and his qualities to her older brother, who listened without saying much. But on the other side of the phone, Leonardo had a little smile on his face as he heard his little sister talk about this pilot of hers. He couldn’t lie and say he was happy he wasn’t aware of Rooster- or Bradley, she called him both names - because between all of them, he and Bea were the closest since they were the youngest two.
He honestly just wanted the best for his little sister, he wouldn’t prevent her from doing anything or meeting anyone. He didn’t tell her, but he noticed how her boyfriend - weird thinking that now - pushed himself forward a bit when Leonardo got closer, almost shielding Bea. It was absurd to think Leo would do anything to harm her, but Bradley didn’t know who he was and his first thought was to step between the two of them.
Yeah…he was alright in his book.
“I like him,”
Bea’s eyes widened, “You do?”
“I do, yeah. He seems to be a cool guy and if he treats you right, then I’m all for it.”
She felt a sudden weight be lifted off her shoulders, her eyes closing in relief before she placed a hand over her heart, “You have no idea, how good it is to hear that.”
“You also seem a lot happier.” he says, “More than I’ve remembered you being while dating someone”
Beatrice smiles, holding the phone with both hands then looking inside the living room again. This time Bradley is lying down on the couch with Jo sprawled on top of him, his hand petting her auburn fur repeatedly “I am really happy.” he must’ve felt her eyes on him, because he tilted his head towards the glass doors and smiled, sending her a little wink, one that made her smile widen even more before turning around to continue her chat, “Just promise me you won’t tell anyone. You are the first one to know.”
“I won’t, but you know you have to tell everyone soon. You won’t be able to hide this for too long, you know mom is a witch who can read minds and dad is probably a former FBI interrogator and we don’t know.” she laughs, but agrees “Tell you what, give it a week to think about it. Then you know, work on who to talk to first.”
“I will, Leo. I promise.”
“Okay, well! I’ll leave you to it then, have fun with your new boo and you know, don’t give me any nieces or nephews yet–”
“Leonardo!”
“Sorry! Love you,little bitty! Byee!!”
He finished the call before she could curse him out, but she just shook her head with a little smile, opening the glass doors to walk back inside. Bradley lifted his head from the pillow when he heard the ‘sshk’ sound of the door sliding open, “How was the talk?”
“Good. He promised to be quiet until I take care of everything. I have the whole week to think on what I should do.” she says,watching him push his torso up with his arms to give her space to sit down. Once she did, he placed his head on top of her thighs, letting out a sigh of relief as soon as he got comfortable. Beatrice smiled, tucking her legs to her side as she gently caressed in between the strands of his hair.
Bradley hummed happily, pushing his head up against her palm to get even more of her touch, “That’s nice.” he murmurs,his cheek pressing to the plush of her thigh, “The talk I mean, I’m glad it went well.” she chuckled, leaning on her opposite hand so she could continue combing his hair, watching the strands of sandy brown go through her fingers smoothly.
Beatrice could only give him a little smile when he groaned happily, her cheeks reddening just a tidbit at how it sounded anything but innocent. She tried to focus on the show, seeing he had his eyes on it and probably had no idea he sounded like that, but when you have a boyfriend who is just the personification of a Greek God, it’s hard.
She also tried to forget Leo’s plea of not giving him any nieces or nephews, mostly because her brain was a bit woozy with thoughts right now. Thoughts that she didn’t have about someone in years. Honestly she was so used to doing things herself, or using something else to help her, that imagining her and Rooster stepping up their relationship made her feel very warm.
With the hand not combing his hair, she tried to fan herself as subtly as she could, hoping he’d be too invested in watching Dorothy and Sophia play gin rummy to pay attention to her flustered state.  She knew that he wanted her, if the way he reacted to her swimsuit and the kissing in the mall were any hint, but she didn’t know how to…say it to him.
She was still a bit shy when it came to sexual encounters - ew that sounded so clinical, she thought - so voicing it out would be a problem for her. But there was a smidge of confidence inside of her after the pole dancing class, something that made her buy a bikini she’d never normally go for and made her kiss him like a horny teenager. Her thinking was interrupted by a soft snore coming from below her.
She turned her head down, seeing Rooster’s eyes slip shut and he was breathing evenly, one of his hands touching up her knee as a snore, very quiet one , left his nose. Beatrice’s smile softened, watching him sleep on her lap. He must've been so tired, poor thing. She paused her combing of his hair for a few seconds, only to lean down and peck his temple, fighting back a giggle when he murmured something in his slumber state then nuzzled her leg.
Jojo was sleeping on the other end, her own little snoring mixing with his and Beatrice couldn’t help but feel her heart burst with happiness at how…weirdly domestic this whole scene was. But she scoffed softly, how silly, they’ve been together a month she shouldn’t be thinking about domestic stuff right now. It was cute, yes, but her brain had to chill on the thoughts of domesticity because it was too soon. 
So she focused back on watching Golden Girls, her brain still racked with thoughts less than pure, but she tried to push it to the back, covering it up with the image of Bradley sleeping on her lap soundly. His body relaxed and his eyes moved behind his eyelids as he dreamt.
This week will be okay.
She’d be okay.
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promisedneverwrite · 3 years ago
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Sometimes you have to beat the ladies off with your purse
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A/N: a Poppy x mc fic where poppy and mc are dating and selene flirts with mc but ofc mc being dumb is clueless so poppy intervenes and stake her claim. Requested by my buddy K. (I tried to extend it as much as I could K 😖)
Poppy really needed a break from these thirsty bitches going after her girlfriend like yesterday.
If it wasn't a freshman with a budding crush, it was Kingsley, and if it wasn't Kingsley it was some idiot who couldn't muster up enough critical thinking skills to comprehend that Bea was HERS.
She couldn't really blame Bea. Not when she was so painfully oblivious to their advances. Poppy loved her, truly, but she could be dense as hell. Fiercely loyal but dense, the flirting would just fly by her head.
Bea's general aura of kindness just seemed to bring in hordes of girls waiting to be pampered by her attention. Attention that was solely made for her and no one else.
If it wasn't bad enough, she already had to share that attention with New money. And that was already too many people for Poppy to be comfortable sharing Bea's attention with. She was selfish, sue her.
She had to intervene every single time some girl thought Bea being generally nice to them was her flirting with them. It was exhausting, but she couldn't really complain when seeing the fear in their eyes when she strutted over and crushed their hopes and dreams of ever putting their grubby hands on her girlfriend.
Currently the flavor of this week was the ginger headed apprentice Bea had taken under her wing. Selene. Who, coincidentally, was also Bea's lab partner for Bio.
Poppy stirred in bed eyes still closed, smiling at the smell of Bea's cologne next to her, hugging the squishy thing closer to her. Her nose scrunched in confusion, Bea wasn't this squishy.
She begins to notice the usual warmth in the bed with her is missing also. Poppy grunts arms stretching out in search of her, when she feels a warm hand take her's.
Poppy peeks an eye open seeing Bea kneeling by the edge of the bed an elbow propped up resting her cheek on her closed fist an amused smile on her face.
"Good morning." Poppy smiles at the soft greeting, eyes closing once again mumbling out a question.
"What time is it?"
"It's like 9ish." Poppy's brow scrunches.
"It's a saturday, why are you out of bed." Poppy weakly tugs on Bea's hand trying to get her back to lay next to her. Bea only chuckles kissing her hand.
"Sorry Pop, I'm meeting up with Selene for our Bio project." Poppy groans burrowing her face into Bea's pillow then peeks out with a pout.
"Again?" Bea's face imitates a sad puppy, and Poppy feels bad for making her look that way.
"Sorry Bibi." Poppy hugs Bea's hand to her, kissing her knuckles.
"No, I'm sorry. I know it's important. Can we at least do lunch later?" Bea smiles and nods.
"Of course, I'll be at the cafeteria most of the day, but if you want to go somewhere else that's fine with me." Poppy hums smiling as Bea presses a kiss to her temple as she settles back to sleep. "Just text me if you need anything okay?"
Poppy nods curling up as Bea surrounds her with more pillows.
"I made you some breakfast if you're hungry. I put a note on it, so hopefully the girls won't eat it." Poppy smiles at that, sleep once again taking over.
"I love you."
Bea smiles at Poppy's cute mumbling as she snuggles back under the covers.
"I love you too, Poppy."
Bea places another kiss on Poppy's cheek before shouldering on her backpack and leaving silently.
Poppy eventually awakes an hour later, showered and impeccably dressed for the day. She finds the food Bea made her untouched and a coffee as well. She laughs to herself as she reads the post-it stuck to the plastic wrapped plate.
This is for POPPY  (DO NOT EAT IT, OHIO 😑)
Veronica makes her way into the kitchen walking past Poppy only to track back a fork in hand. 
"You gonna share?" Poppy scowls moving her plate of strawberry crepes away from Veronica's quick hands. Only to hear a clatter and munching on the other side.
Veronica and Poppy turn to see Chloe chewing thoughtfully.
"Oh this is good." Chloe smiles. Poppy's eye twitches and Veronica takes that as a que to leave not before stabbing a crepe with her fork and leaving.
"VERONICA!"
After chewing out Veronica and Chloe for eating her food, she left heading to the cafeteria to find Bea, texting her as she strutted through the quad.
Babe, I'm heading to the cafeteria
Perfect! We're about done here. Did you wanna go out to eat?
No, I think the cafeteria is fine. I'll see you soon 😘
Kay, I love you 😘💕🥰
Poppy arrives first taking a seat at the bar at the coffee shop ordering an Irish Coffee for Bea. No doubt she was tired working all morning, and it was her favorite. She had spotted Bea walking along with Selene deep in conversation when something caught Bea's attention.
"Hey, you want ice cream?" Bea smiled at Selene, pointing her thumb to the stand. "I'll pay for yours."
"Oh sure thanks."
Poppy narrows her eyes as Selene blushes pink, tucking her ginger hair behind her ear. Okay Debbie Ryan. 
Poppy just watches like hawk, from her perch on the stool.
"Order for Po-" Poppy whirls on the barista eyes burning a hole into his head.
"Shut. Up." The barista squeaks, setting the coffee down and turning tail. Poppy takes the coffee turning her attention back to Bea and Selene.
"-and I'll get that in a cone. What about you?" Bea turns to Selene who steps up beside her, closer than Poppy would like.
"Oh uh I'll get-" Poppy clicked her tongue as she watched Selene order whatever it was she got.
They got their ice creams and Bea happily licked her ice cream. Poppy blushed, although innocent, the way Bea's tongue licked the cone was a bit erotic. Selene looked like she thought the same with how her face flushed and her mouth opened a bit.
"So why did you buy me an ice cream?"
"I mean we worked hard, you deserved a treat." Bea smiles.
"We should do this more often." Selene says, eyes looking to Bea, fingers touching Bea's own on the table.
"Well when are you free?" Poppy knows its an innocent question, but Selene doesn't.
"Anytime you are." Poppy watches as Selene licks her cone suggestively.
"Oh we have the same schedule?" Bea smiles. "That's wild, what's your last class." Poppy chuckles to herself as once again the flirting flies over her head.
She watches as each and every pick up line Selene asks flies by until Selene asks straight up.
"Is this a date?" Poppy's eye twitched hand clenching around the cup of coffee she ordered.
"No, pretty sure it's a fig." Bea hummed as she held up a fig she had somehow found laying about.
Poppy's earlier anger dissipated, laughing at the ridiculousness of their interaction. She had enough of watching this, so she hops down from the stool straightening her skirt and making sure her purse is secured and the coffee still hot in her hand.
She walks up from behind Selene and Poppy's purse accidentally hits the back of her head, making the girl push face first into her ice cream.
Poppy smirks as Selene sputters quickly taking a napkin to clean her face.
Bea doesn't see any of it as her eyes are solely on Poppy, looking like an excited puppy. Poppy plops into Bea's lap arms wrapping around her neck.
"Bibi you're here! Look what I got you." Poppy smiled as Bea hands her a cup of froyo, with five sprinkles and a half oreo cookie off center.
"Thank you baby, but you know I can't have dairy." Bea smiles, an excited look on her face as she wiggles excitedly and rambles.
"I know, that why this is made of almond milk! It's from this new shop that opened up next to the juicing shop and I know you can't have dairy which is why when I saw it I immediately thought of you and-" Poppy pulled her in for a kiss, endeared by her going through all the trouble for her.
Poppy pulls away, fingers playing with the collar of Bea's shirt.
"I missed you." Bea melts.
"I missed you too bibi."
"I got you something." Poppy hands her the coffee and Bea gasps kissing her cheek.
"Thank you Bibi." Bea wiggles happily drinking her coffee and Poppy watches for a bit a fond smile on her face.
Then Poppy turns to Selene, and the soft look vanishes to a cold glare.
Selene gulped as Poppy, while sitting in Bea's lap still exuded an aura that made her flinch away. Like a queen seated on a throne, staring down at an insignificant and measly peasant.
Selene looks from Bea to Poppy blinking trying to piece together what was happening before her.
Poppy only raises a brow at her.
"Is there a reason why you are so close to me and my girlfriend." Poppy inspects her nails, as she speaks. Her voice cold and biting, nothing like the voice she used when talking to Bea.
"I was just looking-" Poppy cuts her off with a tittering laugh hand playing with the hair at the back of Bea's neck turning said girl to putty in her arms.
"Well that's the great thing about looking. You can do it from far, far away." It's an order, not a suggestion and Selene flees.
Poppy smirks turning back to Bea who is already looking at her smiling. How cute.
"Lunch?"
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starrysupercell · 3 years ago
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If Kirby ate the Brawlers, what ability would he get?
Brawlers with two abilities separated by slashes indicate if they were inhaled vs if their weapon was inhaled. Brawlers with "ability x or ability y" means I couldn't decide. :p
Shelly: Ranger
Colt: Undecided :(
Spike: Leaf
Bo: Archer
Nita: Animal
Leon: Ninja
Byron: Doctor
Piper: Parasol
Barley: Cook/Burning (Bottle)
Bull: Stone
Bibi: Metal
Crow: Poison
Dyna-Mike: Bomb+Stone (Crystal Shards)
Jacky: Digger
Carl: Cutter
Primo: Suplex
Poco: Festival
Amber: Sizzle Staff
Tara: Magic
Gene: Bubble
Sandy: Sleep
Rosa: Fighter
Bea: Needle
Sprout: Grass
Colette: Copy/Paint (Scrapbook)
Edgar: Fighter/Whip (Scarf. Bonus points if it's Quickdraw Edgar!)
Griff: Bomb
Ruffs: Animal/Laser (Blaster)
Squeak: Water
Eve: UFO/Mini (Eve only)
Pam: Undecided :(
Nani: Plasma
Jessie: ESP
Darryl: Wheel
Penny: Ranger
Tick: Bomb
Mortis: Ghost
Frank: Hammer
Emz: Poison or Artist
Stu: Circus
Janet: Jet
Bonnie: Crash
Max: Hi-Jump
Surge: Laser
Meg: Robobot Armor :p
Mr. P: Bell
Lou: Ice
Gale: Tornado
Brock: Missile
Rico: Ball
8-Bit: Plasma or Light
Fang: Fighter
Lola: Mirror
Ash: Sweep
Grom: Mic
Belle: Beam
Buzz: Mic
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ersatzshield291 · 4 years ago
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Yeah, I've can take a my favourite Brawl Stars Couple to can more alive from that!
But from to in other apps to the from like at with Colt x Bull, Piper x Tara, Mortis x Frank, Tick x 8-Bi, Lou x Surge and Sprout x Nani (Really so dunno from ship it that!?)
Well, I've actually do favourite: Shelly x Colt, Bull x Colette, Jessie x Brock, Poco x EMZ, Bibi x Edgar, Max x Leon, Bo x Amber, Bea x Mortis, Nita x Sandy, Piper x Rico/Ricochet, Penny x Darryl and Spike x ??? (i think to my Brawl Stars OC/Unused Brawler...)
12 my favourite BS Couple/Ship so much make it from Fankids/Fanchilds for alive!
Enjoy your like it for Brawl Stars!
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supercellofficial · 5 years ago
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all bibi x bea content has to be referred to as "bibea or beabi" or else i will personally hire a supercell hitman to go to your house to delete the post
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bratshaws · 2 years ago
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goodness gracious 6. brb x oc
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a/n: * violent screaming* god they pain me with how CUTE they are. anyway, WHEW, can't believe this is mostly fluff isntead of angst...............but there's still time :)
pairing: plus size!oc x rooster
chapters:
1/2/3/4/5/
taglist: @mirandastuckinthe80s @roosterschanelslut @wiipes @lcahwriter @shrimping-for-all @gretagerwigsmuse @frenchtoastix
@lizzie-rdj
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Saturday morning was like the storm from yesterday never happened, clear skies with birds chirping, soft winds fluttering leaves, a complete opposite from the reenactment of Noah’s ark.
Bea woke up happy, she had her lunch with a smile on her face and cleaned her house while How Will I Know played in the background.
She also accepted Shells’ apology, much to the blonde’s relief, but she didn’t tell her what prompted the acceptance.She wanted to keep that all to herself, “There’s a boy, I know,” she sang with Whitney, sweeping her floor “He’s the one I dream of. Looks into my eyes, takes me to the clouds above, mm-hmm.”
Her hips moved along to the beat,  her smile unfaltering as she hummed the song. Jolene settled herself on the couch, following her owner with her eyes as she twirled around with the broom close to her chest. She couldn’t help herself really, even if there was…well, nothing between the two, Rooster was just so…so special to her. She stopped humming once Whitney hit the chorus “How will I know if he really loves me? I say a prayer with every heartbeat!”
Beatrice held the end of the broom to her lips as if it was a mic “I fall in love whenever we meet,” her cheeks warmed up with the words “I’m asking you what you know about these things! How will I know if he’s thinking of me? I try to phone but–” her singing was cut short by a sudden knock on her door, Jolene sitting up on the couch while the brunette stares. She looks back at her phone to check the time, it was just past lunchtime? Who could it be?
She frowns a bit, but lowers the volume of her little speaker, tapping her thighs as she fixes the shirt on her body, slipping on the flip flops to march to the door. She peeked through the windows to see who’d be, widening her eyes at a familiar body outside. Unlocking the door,  she looks up at the face of no one else but her older brother Leo.
“Leo?”
“Little Bitty! Hey!” he grins, his dark brown mutton chops were now peppered with streaks of silver just like his hair - that once was long to his shoulders - that rested below his ears where a couple earrings remained. He was tall and athletic, covered in tattoos he got in his surfing days, but with a boyish smile hidden under his facial whiskers. “I got you a present!”
“Hi auntie!”
Her little niece Bianca rested on his crooked arm, her blonde hair pulled into two tiny pigtails while a denim bucket hat was on her head. Her baby yellow overall had tiny ducks sewn onto it, while a striped pink and blue shirt under it. She stretched her little body forward so Beatrice picked her up from her father, the little girl hugging her neck. “Hi sweetie! What a surprise!” she looks from her niece to her older brother, “What’s going on?”
“Yeah so…” he claps his hands once, wincing a bit, “Can you stay with Bibi for a few hours?” Beatrice recoiled in surprise so her brother quickly lifted his hands, “I’ll pick her up before you go to work! I promise! I need someone to stay with her.”
“What? Why me? Isn’t Cynthia home?” 
“Cynthia is visiting her sister, you know the one I say is insane and likes to drink essential oils to prevent diseases? Yeah well, she’s getting her stomach pumped because of it.” he says it with a casual shrug, “Soooo…it was either you or Marina, who is a three hours ride for me.”
“But…where are you going then?”
“My friend Eddie, remember him? Shaggy blonde hair, had a crush on Marina when we were kids, ate a dragonfly once and showed it to you and you punched him in the nose.”
Realization flashes over her eyes, “Oh, oh I remember him.”
“Yeah, the storm yesterday? Destroyed his deck. He gave me a call in tears asking me to help him out.” he pressed his hand together in a prayer position, “I promise I won’t take longer than three hours. But pretty please, with a cherry on top?”
She furrowed her eyebrows, looking from her brother to her niece clung to her neck…well she didn’t have anything planned today, so she just shrugged, “Okay,” his brother pumped his fist in the air, hissing out a ‘yess’ “But you better be back before I go to work. I won’t take Bibi to the Hard Deck.”
“Oh, I promise.” she watched him go to his truck, opening the passenger door to grab a colorful unicorn bag, rushing back to her door, “There you go, her little purse. She wants to go to Mr.Scoops today.”
“Mr.Scoops– Leonardo! You didn’t say–” 
“It’s just twenty minutes from you!” he defended himself meekly, “You can get an Uber! It’ll be fun! You love that place! We’ve been going there since we were kids!”
“But–” he pressed a kiss to his daughter’s head and another one on his little sister’s cheek, “Leonardo– don’t you walk off! Leonardo!” he was already back inside the truck, blowing the two of them kisses before the truck sped away from her street. Beatrice groaned, clenching the neon pink strap of the kiddie purse only to heave out a sigh. She turned to her niece, who was looking up at her already, “Sometimes your dad can be worse than a child.”
She turned herself around to walk both of them inside, Jolene whimpering and whining when she saw Bianca there “Jojo!!” Bianca wriggled on her aunt’s arms, eventually being put down to hug the pitbull’s neck. The little girl shrieked with joy when Jolene licked her cherub-like face, Bianca falling on her butt while laughing, letting the dog kiss her in her own way.
Beatrice sighed, rubbing her forehead with her free hand. The playlist was still going, this time it changed to Tears for Fears before she turned the speaker off. She had to take a shower and change, “Bibi” the little girl looked up from trying to climb Jolene like a racehorse, “I’m going to take a shower okay? Then we’ll go to Mr.Scoops.”
“Can we play dress up?!” Beatrice tried to hold back her groan, slapping on a smile with a nod. She knew what her niece wanted. Every time she visited Bianca would ask her aunt to dress her ‘princess shirt’ which was just a red blouse with a boat-like collar that dipped enough to show her cleavage and hugged her waist, with billowy sleeves. “Yay!!” Bianca jumped to grab her aunt’s hand as the two, alongside Jolene, walked up the stairs.
Beatrice gave some of her old books with color pencils to Bianca to pass the time while she took her shower. The ‘princess shirt’ was already on her sink, with her black skinny jeans and her ‘princess shoes’ her black medium heeled boots with the tiny bow on the zipper. Beatrice heard Bianca hum songs and tell stories to Jolene with a smile on her face as she dried her body off. 
She slid on her outfit quickly, running her hands through her hair and shaking it to fluff it up a bit, tossing it to the side because she knew her niece would be upset if her aunt pulled her hair up. The things she did for that little girl. “Okay!” Beatrice walked out of the bathroom, Bianca and Jolene looking up at her, her little niece on her stomach atop of her bed with the drawing book clutched in her tiny hand “I’m done, now we just need to-”
“No!” Bianca sat up on her knees, one accusing finger to her aunt’s face, “Need lipstick!” 
“Lipstick? But–”
Bianca slid off the bed, pointing up again, “Princess need lipstick!”
“Bianca, honey, there’s no need–” but her niece was already in the bathroom, opening the drawer where she kept her makeup. She pulled out a matte red liquid lipstick that was aptly named ‘Royal Red’. The little girl held it up like a sword, looking at her aunt’s matching emerald irises. Bea sighed, plucking the lipstick from her hand to lean over the sink to brush the doe’s foot over her lips.
“Kitty too!” Bianca called, pulling the black eyeliner for her aunt to see. The winged eyeliner. Beatrice sighed again, grabbing the eyeliner. Bianca watched with pure fascination, her little hands resting on the edge of the sink, eyes wide watching the makeup being put on effortlessly. 
Beatrice didn’t feel like wearing makeup earlier, but she couldn’t lie that she didn’t look good. She smacked her lips a bit, the matte lipstick already dried and fluffed her hair again once she was done with her eyeliner, “Okay,” she turned to her niece, who smiled “How’s this?”
“Yaay! Pretty!!” Beatrice chuckled, watching Bianca go down the stairs with Jolene holding her steady. While she picked up her purse and her sunglasses, she opened the Uber app to see if she could catch a ride to Mr.Scoops  that would accept a dog in the car and would allow her to put on the toddler seat. Bianca would come over so often she bought one for her Subaru.
Mr.Scoops always accepted dogs, so taking Jolene with them would be the right choice. Once in the living room, she picked Jolene’s leash to latch it to her collar, then crouched down to place the unicorn purse across her niece’s body. “Come on, we are going to wait outside.” she still had to get a ride, but she thought waiting outside was better, especially considering how Bianca seemed to be ready to jump around any moment. 
So she told Bianca and Jolene to wait there while she locked the door, her back to the driveway with the toddler seat by her feet. 
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He washed the towels, he didn’t want to at first, still trying to keep the scent to memory, but they were soaked from sucking the water from his seat all the way back. He also managed to dry his seat so the car was just as new when he drove it to her house.
Wax’s Right Between the Eyes vibrated insidde the Bronco and he couldn’t help but smile a bit at the random shuffle his playlist led to.”I wasn’t looking for a love explosion,” he sings quietly, “But I must have been a target my oh my. Cause when I least expected it, I took a direct hit, right between the eyes.” he tapped his fingers to the beat against the wheel cover.
“You, you shattered my resistance, yes it’s true.” he chewed his lower lip, the smile only getting wider “You battered my defenses, what could I do?I’m running from the heat between me and you…”
His voice trailed off once he turned on her street, still humming along to the chorus while leaning over to the backseat to grab the fluffy towels, tucking them underneath his arm. He turned his radio off, pulled the key and stepped out of the Bronco.  He felt a pressure to the back of his legs, then turned around to see Jolene wagging her entire body looking up at him, “Hey! What are you doing out of the house, girlie?” he cooed, leaning down to scratch her behind the ears.
What was she doing out of the house, really? With her leash on too. The said leash was connected to a very tiny arm, to a tiny body and a tiny face. There was a little girl right there, staring at him. “Hey there.” he said.
“Hi! Who are you?” the little girl asked, but before he could reply she started talking again, “I’m Bianca Marie,I’m five!” she tossed her spread fingers in his direction, “I like your shirt!”
Rooster chuckled softly, looking down at the blue and white shirt with tiny palm trees on it, “Thanks, I like your hat.” He pulled his glasses to the top of his head, his eyes softened when he looked closer. This was the little girl on Bea’s video, the one filming “My name, well…” he looked around suspiciously, “Promise not to laugh?” she nods eagerly, “My name…is Bradley Bradshaw.”
“Bradley?” she repeated
“But everyone calls me Rooster.” Bianca blinked, a soft giggle leaving her lips and he gasps offendedly, “Hey! You promised you wouldn't laugh!”
“I know what a rooster is! He’s the chicken’s husband!” she narrowed her eyes, “You aren’t a real rooster.” it was like she just discovered the answer to a great mystery. There was noise coming from closer to the house, when he looked up he saw the back of Beatrice, her hand running through her dark brown hair as she looked down at her phone. He tried to not run his eyes over the length of her body, tried being the key word, but those pants good God. “I know what you are!” Bianca shouted triumphantly, snapping him out of his current admiration, “You are a prince!”
He blinked twice at her, chuckling “Oh, I’m a prince?”
“Yes!” she was hellbent on it too, smiling her few teeth at him, “You are a prince– auntie Bea! Look!!I found a prince!”
Beatrice’s head snapped up before turning around, her eyes still on the phone, “You found what honey?” Rooster’s jaw dropped when she spun around and he begged to God, to every deity he could stop staring. The beach outfit? It was one thing, it was good to see her moving freely like that. But this one? Holy shit, that top hugged onto her curves like a vice, her hair swayed alongside her hips and her lips looked like fresh strawberries on a sunny morning.
 “I can’t believe there is not one driver willing to take us I—” she stalls when she looks up, seeing Rooster crouched to her niece’s level with his eyes glazed over “...O-Oh…hi.”
“Hi.” he replied back, sliding his glasses back on because he knew he wouldn’t be able to keep his eyes still, standing to his feet “I…I brought your towels.” he gestured to the folded fabrics under his arm. He sucked in a breath, the top was way better than he assumed it’d be, showing some of her shoulders and a bit of cleavage. God, what was he doing? He’s not Hangman, he could control himself! 
“Oh, oh, thank you.” she slipped her phone in her back pocket, reaching over to grab them once he took them from under his arm. She hugged them to her chest,lifting her sunglasses to her forehead, exposing the winged eyeliner “I didn’t think you’d return them so soon.”
“I didn’t want to keep them for too long.” he said, then licked his lips, “You look…really nice.” her cheeks turned red and her head dipped with a nervous smile, “You going somewhere?”
“Oh, um, we were trying to–”
“We’re going to Mr.Scoops!” Bianca shouted, stepping in between the two adults, “I’m going to get the Unicorn cookies and then we are going to get the extra marshmallows!” she looked up at him, “Do you like ice cream? Do you wanna go?”
“Bianca!”
“But he’s a prince!” she pouted, pointing her finger up at him, “He’s a rooster prince!”
Beatrice sighed, giving him an apologetic look, “I don’t even know if we’ll be able to, I can’t find anyone to take a dog and a five years old.” 
“I can.” he says, “I can take you.”
Beatrice’s red lips part in surprise, “Rooster, you don’t have to, I– you already brought me home yesterday.”
“...I haven’t had ice cream in years.” he says softly, his hands inside his jeans’ pockets, “Maybe I could have some too.” it took every power within herself to hold back from kissing him right there, only able to nod with a small smile. She rushed inside to toss the folded towels on the couch before coming back, grabbing the toddler seat she left outside and locking the door. 
Rooster never took a child in his car, so he allowed Beatrice to fix the seat herself, clipping the seat belt in the holes. Bianca waited patiently with Jolene sitting next to her, letting out a ‘yay’ when her aunt picked her up and locked her on the seat, giving a tug for safe measure. “Okay Jo, now you.” Jolene hopped inside, curling herself next to Bianca so the little girl could pet her head.
Bea turned to Rooster, who was watching it all with a grin, “Everything good?”
She nods once, dropping the glasses to her eyes, “Yes. Jo is a very calm dog while in the car, she’s not going to jump around or anything. Especially with Bibi there.” she gasped softly when he opened the door for her, laughing breathlessly, whispering a soft thanks towards him.
She latched the seatbelt on, looking back to check on her niece, seeing she was singing Elmo's Song with the pitbull’s large head next to her swinging legs. She smiled in relief, watching Rooster slide back inside, following the same movements she did by putting the seatbelt on, “Okay, everyone alright?”
“Yeah.” she gave one last look just to check “Do you know where Mr.Scoops is?” 
“I have no idea.” he chuckles, “But we can use the gps.”
“No, it’s okay. I have known the way ever since I was four. I can tell you.”
So she did tell him where to go, which way to turn and where to get the best parking spot during a sunny Saturday afternoon. They reached the beginning of a park where several cars already took most of the space, so Bea pointed ahead to a car just leaving. Once Rooster parked, his head followed the bright pink, blues and yellows of a building and the tall statue of a fancily dressed snowman on his left view, “Mr.Scoops?” he gestured towards the snowman, making Bea smile.
“They changed his design, he used to be terrifying when I was a kid.” Rooster said he’d get Jolene and she could get Bianca out, the little girl who happily took her aunt’s hand, trying to tug her forward. The tall sliding doors decorated with ice cream pictures opened and it was like Rooster was stepping back into the 90’s.
The pink, blue and yellow theme continued inside, from the walls to the floor with tiny triangles on it. Sky blue Booths with parents and other people were on either side of him, pink tables separating the groups while above his head was a floating Mr.Scoops holding a chocolate swirl and there was a yellow neon spiral staircase that led to an upper floor to his right. There were dogs there, some smaller than Jolene but all of them extremely well behaved, licking their own bowls of ice cream in peace, “Woah.” he whispered in amazement, pulling his sunglasses up to his hair as Wannabe played over the speakers, “This is incredible.”
“I know right? I love this place.” she smiles, doing the same to her own sunglasses, “Come on, you haven't even seen the ice cream counter yet.” They walked forward with Bianca in tow, while he followed her with Jolene practically dragging him since he couldn’t stop looking around.
He had never seen so many types of ice cream in his life. The counter was enormous with at least four people behind it preparing whatever cold confection your heart desired. There were so many colors, so many names written on the pixel esque menu behind the servers he didn’t know where to look. 
“Hello!Welcome to Mr.Scoops! I’m Gina, how can I help you today?” a freckled teenager with a septum ring and neon pink hair smiled at them, wiping her hands on the light yellow apron with Mr.Scoops face sewn on the side.
“Hi!” Bianca called from below “I want the Unicorn please! With the unicorn cookies and extra marshmallows!”
“Sure thing! What color would you like your bowl?”
“Pink!” Bianca bounced on her feet, watching Gina prepare her ice cream through the glass. Rooster and Beatrice stood next to each other, looking at the brightly colored menu trying to choose what to get.
“There’s so many.” Rooster whispered, “I’ve never even heard of half of these flavors.”
Beatrice chuckled, “Yeah, they are very broad with their flavors. They also have seasonal ones too.” she pointed to the other side of the menu, hearing him whistle low at how many other flavors were there. “Take your time, Bibi’s ice cream will take a while to be done.”
“What do you usually get here?”
“Me?” he nods, waiting for her response, “Oh uh…I don’t know…my favorite one from childhood has always been mango cream, but I also like their almond crunch too, with dark chocolate. Like, right now I’m leaning towards the mango cream since it’s been so long since I had it too.” she turned to him, seeing him still looking at the menu, “What’s your favorite one? From childhood?”
“The usual chocolate. I saw it here but there’s like…six different types of chocolate ones to choose.” he chuckles, scratching the side of his neck “But I see chocolate chips right up there so, maybe I’ll get that.”
“There you go, one Unicorn done.” Beatrice grabbed the pink bowl with the unicorn shaped rice krispies lolly jabbed on the pink, green and white swirl, tiny unicorn cookies glued to the side alongside a few marshmallows and peach syrup. Bianca squealed, trying to get from her aunt’s hand only for Bea to tell her she and Rooster still had to choose.
The little girl pouted, but hugged her aunt’s leg instead, waiting, “I want a mango cream with mango syrup in a plastic bowl, please.” Gina nodded, then looked at Rooster waiting for his own order.
“Chocolate chips with…chocolate…syrup? In a plastic bowl too.”
“You can add the Cookie Monster cookie as a base,” Gina said, pointing over her shoulder to where the blue Sesame Street monster poster was. “It gives a nice crunch.” Rooster looked up at the poster and the little boy inside him told him to definitively do it. He nods in agreement, “What else?”
“One medium sized Pup-Sundae,” Bea looks down at the pitbull who was sitting patiently between them, licking her maw, “With extra cantaloupe please.”
They wait for a while, Gina being kind to place the Unicorn in the mini fridge under the counter so it wouldn’t melt while she prepared their own ice creams. Once they are one, she places all of them in a chilled basket, telling them to enjoy it and then pointing to the cashier they had to go once they were done. “I wanna go uppies!” Bianca told them, pointing to the ceiling.
Rooster furrowed his eyebrows towards Bea, “The second floor has a great view.” she explains, “Come along then.” They march through the crowd of people that has doubled over since they entered, towards the spiral staircase. It was large enough for all of them to walk side by side to the second floor.
Honestly, she wasn’t wrong, it had a gorgeous view. Large glass doors that opened up to a balcony with light blue tiles, pink tables with parasols in the middle next to one another while the inside had even more booths, bathrooms and a soda/water machine if the person so wished.
Beatrice walked to the balcony where the wind wasn’t so intense, so only a flutter touched their skins once they stepped out. Bianca hurriedly sat on the plush yellow seat, her bucket hat almost covering her eyes as her aunt and Rooster sat opposite to each other, “Okay, your unicorn.” Bianca practically vibrated when her aunt placed it in front of her “Jo’s sundae.” she leaned down to place the bowl in front of her dog, who immediately started lapping it, “My mango cream and your chocolate chips.”
“Thanks.” he says when she pushes the basket to the side, looking down at the beautiful chocolate chip swirl with… he doesn’t think those should be called chips, those were chunks of chocolate, with a huge cookie underneath it all and a tiny picture of Cookie Monster stabbed on top. He chuckled, making Bea look at him in question, “Nothing, it’s just wild to me that I’m eating chocolate chips ice cream with a Cookie Monster–” he pulled it out, twirling in his fingers, “Little banner? I don’t know what you call this.”
“I think it’d be a little banner in a way.” she shrugs, pulling out napkins from the napkin holder, handing some over to him while she kept the most to herself, “Eat slowly Bibi,” her niece nodded, but tried to move her hat off her view, so Bea pulled it out to fold on her lap, running her hand on the blonde hair trying to calm the baby hairs down. “Has it really been so long since you had ice cream?” she asks after putting her purse on the empty chair to her left.
Rooster thought about it, “Yeah, I think…what? Two, three years?”
“Years?”
“Between the academy and everything, I’m glad I’m able to sleep.” he chuckles, digging his iridescent plastic spoon onto the soft swirl, “Certain things aren’t the most important in my mind.” he brings the spoon to his lips, expecting good chocolate ice cream. What he didn’t expect was the flavor this ice cream would have. It was chocolate chips on steroids “Oh…my god.” he closed his eyes, resting his forehead on the back of his hand. “This is the best ice cream I’ve ever had.”
Beatrice laughs, digging her own ice cream, “Pretty good,huh?”
“How come I’ve never heard about this place?” he asks, clearly offended while eating another spoonful with a chocolate chunk this time, tossing his head back, fluttering his eyes closed “This is heaven.”
“I’m glad you like it.” Beatrice says, genuinely happy, licking her spoon clean, “This place has been here ever since my oldest brother was born so…early 70s I think. I never found a place like this anywhere else, it’s a little local treasure.”
“You came here often as a kid?” he asks, chewing a piece of cookie.
“When we could, bringing a family of eight here was a lot of work,” Rooster choked on his bite at the amount of people she said, just like she was talking about the weather.
“You–how many siblings do you have???”
“Five,” she smiles at his shocked face, his body leaning back on his seat with an ‘are you for real’ look “Three brothers and two sisters,I’m… the baby of the family.” she chuckles, frowning a bit when saying it outloud, “We’d come here for birthdays most of the time, rented this whole area for us. There used to be an arcade here too but they removed it in the early 00’s.”
“You have five siblings.” he repeated, not being able to wrap his head around it “Five siblings.” she nods with the spoon in her mouth, shoulders shaking with laughter, “Must’ve been insane.”
“Oh, it was.” She chews a piece of mango, placing a hand in front of her mouth as she thought, “ I became an aunt when I was seven years old.”
“Wow…” he arches his eyebrows to his hairline “Wow, that’s…I wow. Do they all live here? Your family?”
“My brother Leonardo,” she smiles when Bianca says ‘that’s my daddy!’ “He lives in Southcrest, so not too far from me, my sister Marina lives in Santa Clarita. Um…Sabrina lives in Boston,while Guillermo and Michael live in New York. I just noticed there are three of us on each side of the country.” she chuckles, shaking her head “My parents still live in Little Italy, we are all sort of close but not too much.”
Rooster nods, fearing she’d ask about his own - which to be fair would be understandable following his line of questioning - but she didn’t, she just chewed her ice cream in peace and wiped her niece’s face. He took another bite of this heaven sent cold dessert, supporting his weight on his elbow, as he watched her look to the distance for a minute then her eyes widened, “Oh we forgot to get water,” she says, already standing to her feet “I’m gonna go get it, do you mind–” she gestured to Bianca, who was focused on finishing her ice cream. He nods once and she smiles, “Thank you.” 
His eyes follow her until she reaches the soda machine, putting a couple dollars there and waiting. While that happens she adjusts her hair by tossing it over her shoulder, strands of chocolate brown fluttering with the movement and he cannot look away.But once he does, he tried to cover the startle he had when the little blonde girl’s gaze was on him  “Mr.Prince Rooster, if you aren’t a prince.” her eyes narrowed, “What are you?”
He felt himself being analyzed and judged by a five years old “I’m a pilot.”
“What’s that?”
“I fly a plane.” well, a plane would be an understatement…
Bianca’s little mouth curves into an ‘o’, but her eyes remain on him, “I’ve been to a plane once! I visited uncle Gui in New York!”
“It’s not a normal plane, it’s um…it’s a jet plane.” she furrowed her light eyebrows, chewing a piece of cookie “It’s a small one, used for…stuff that I don’t really know how to explain to you.”
She hums, messily wiping her face and tossing the napkin to the table, “Is that how you met my auntie? Flying a plane?”
He opened his mouth to say no, but then paused…technically that was how he met Beatrice, since she works at the Hard Deck. “Well, yeah. I think that’d be how we met, yeah.” he heard footsteps approaching, Bea returned with three bottles of water and two cups in her arms, smiling down at him before setting one in front of him, going back to her seat, shaking her head quickly to fix some loose strands of hair before tucking said strands behind her ears.
“What are you two talking about?” she questions while pouring some water to Bianca into a cup, then handing it to the little girl once she reaches for it.
“How we met.” he replies, gesturing to the two of them “I think she’s disappointed I’m not a prince.” he chuckles, lowering his voice almost to a whisper.
Beatrice’s soft laugh made his smile widen, her spoon dipping back on the light colored yellow ice cream, “Of course she is,” she grins, “But she’s going to be calling you that every time now, I hope you know.”
“Hey,I’ve been called worse than Prince.” he shrugs, “I can live with that.”
Beatrice’s head dipped with a smile, but she said nothing else after that. They had a very nice afternoon, a bit uncommon for Rooster since the last contact he had with a child that age was a long time ago. Bianca was a lovely kid, very cute and extremely curious which he didn’t mind honestly, kids are like that.
Once they were done with their ice creams, they went to the cashier to pay. He started to pull his wallet out but Bea stopped him saying he shouldn’t worry, he was a guest there too so his money should stay in his wallet. He was about to say it was fine, but her eyes and her little smile being followed by the ‘Please’ just melted him on the spot.  
Bianca was nestled on her aunt’s neck, her little eyes blinking heavily as she was carried to the truck. Rooster opened the passenger door so Jolene entered first, then Beatrice put the little girl on the toddler seat, her head rolling to the side immediately as sleep took over, “She’s out.” her aunt whispered, kissing the top of the little girl’s head before straightening her body so the door could be closed. 
Rooster yet again opened the door for her just so her cheeks would turn red once more, which they did, with Beatrice laughing gently with a quiet thank you leaving her lips. He slid onto the driver’s seat, pulling his sunglasses down while Bea did the same, giving one look through the rearview mirror to see the little girl and the pitbull snoozing close to each other.
There was comfortable silence during the ride back, he didn’t want to turn on the radio and disturb the two in the backseat, so he just took his time to enjoy the sounds around him instead. Bea fiddled with her thumb ring for a bit while her purse sat on her lap, there were no keychains on this one, but he could see the small moon design etched in the middle of the flap.
He didn’t even notice they got to her house already, feeling a pang of disappointment when he did see the loft coming into view. Much like before, he let Bea get her niece out of the seat, unbuckling it one handed to get it out of his car, “You have practice with this.”
She laughs, “I have a lot of nieces and nephews, it’s a force of habit.” Jolene has no leash on her collar now and she’s sitting by the front door. Rooster picks the seat from her hands so she can unlock it while still holding her niece, opening her house so they could come inside. “You can put it on the side.” she gestured to the area next to the window, while slowly taking her niece up the stairs so she’d sleep on her bed.
Rooster took his time to look around the slowly furnished loft, his feet taking him to a collection of photos on the wall. With his hands on his hips, he leaned closer to make sense of what it was, seeing it was a picture of Bea - younger, probably eighteen - in between an older couple that he assumed would be her parents. Her father sort of looked like Robert DeNiro a little bit…he looked up when he heard her footsteps come down, a small smile on her face, “Still asleep?”
“Yes, she’ll be out for a few hours now. So when my brother comes to pick her up there’ll be no fuss.” she hugs herself while approaching him, “I…I just wanted to thank you again, it’s the second time you helped me out when I needed.”
“It’s no problem.”
“Still…” she shrugs trying to find words, “I’m sure you had better things to do than to spend your day with a five years old, her aunt and a dog, eating ice cream.”
He chuckled, “Nah…I liked it. It was fun…my type of entertainment today would’ve been filing paperwork and rewatching Netflix. So it was really cool, I swear.” she didn’t seem to believe him at first, but her smile returned as she whispered a quiet ‘okay’. He stared at her, at those lips just painted strawberry red and had to snap himself out of it before he forgot how to act, “I better go. There’s still paperwork needed to be filed.”
“Oh,oh okay.” she smiles, walking with him to the Bronco after she closed the door. Rooster unlocked his car, opening it enough to lean on it, as if he wanted to say something to her.
“Listen…”
“Yeah?”
“When are your days off?”
“Oh um…” she thought about it, “Sundays, Tuesdays and wednesdays.” he nodded while biting his lower lip in thought, tapping his fingers on the door.
“It’s ‘cause we are doing a barbecue to celebrate Phoenix getting a new place, tomorrow…if you are interested,” he shrugs, watching how her eyebrows lowered and her eyes left his, “It’ll be only us, you know? Me, Coyote, Bob, the gang you already know,Shells said she’s coming too. Maybe Mav if he’s not…busy.” 
“Oh um…okay.” she replies, giving him a smile while folding her hands together, “I-I’d like that. Should I bring anything?” 
He tried to control himself when she said yes, god damn it Phoenix was right, “You can bring some of those nice sandwiches you made us…if you want. There’ll be enough food for everyone after all.”
“I-I’ll see what I can do.” she says with a grin, then bites her lower lip, “Thank you for inviting me…I– thanks.”
“So…I’ll talk to you then?” she nods, stepping back so he could enter the car “Okay. Okay, cool. See you at the Hard Deck.” he gives her one last look before reversing the Bronco, smiling at her only to receive the shy smile back and another wave towards him. 
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