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k-nayee · 2 years ago

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Cookout Hyung Line + Jimin

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NAMJOON

• 𝐍𝐎𝐓 gonna lie, it was a rocky ass start when y'all first arrived

• having the meeting-the-family for the first time jives and all

• boy way shaking and sweating bullets the moment he stepped through the backdoor

• and to add salt on to the wound, almost the entire yard went silent when they spotted him

• with a strained smile and wave, you walk over to your parents

• Namjoon of course stayed close to your ass like white on rice

• the tension slowly went away as you spoke to the older generations of the family

• sweet baby Joon just sitting there quietly, ain't saying nothing in fear of messing up

• even though it wasn't being spoken, everyone was curious of the new face, hence the side glances every now and then

• it wasn't until your LEAST favorite loud mouth no filter having ass boy cousin came over to start some shit up

• "Aye ____, why you bring this anime non-speaking Nigga up in here? Black men ain't too good enough or something?"

• you purse your lips at his words, ultimately done with the bullshit

• it became even more awkward when you heard murmurs of agreement around

• "First off, I very much can speak and understand English. Secondly..." Joon steps closer, towering over the froggy male with a look of contempt, "What does me being Asian have to do with it?"

• "......."

• "........"

• ".........MYYY NIGGA! WASSUP MANE. Aye you know I was just testing you right? Gotta see who right for my cuz and all."

• people let out forced laughs while [Cousin Name]'s dumbass try to cover up his mistake

• surprisingly after that, Namjoon begins to open up and talk more with the family

• more so the younger ones, but at least he trying and that's all that matters

• the little kids think he's some kind of dog whisperer since all the dogs crowd around him for some reason as he tells them stories

• your parents damn near teared up when they found out he was smart

• "Oooh, ____ got a smart one y'all! Not only is my baby in college, but she also dating an Einstein! Oh [Auntie Name], I almost forgot to ask how your daughter doing with that locked dope dealer boyfriend of hers. Chris was it?"

• "Mama, please. Now is not the time to be starting stuff. This ain't a competition between me and [Cousin Name]."

• "Yeah yeah, whatever. Now baby, now that I know ____ got somebody like you around. Please help her raise them grades up, cause whew chile!"

• "Mama!"

• since he's still afraid to go out of his way to socialize unless being approached, Namjoon decides to spend most of his time with your mother

• bastard even got a chance to see the photo album that held ALL of your baby photos

• "Awwww, look at this photo! You were so cute ____!"

• "I swear Joon, Imma beat your ass if you don't get them photos out my damn face."

• "But why? You're adorable in these~"

• "Adorable? Adorable?! Just cuz you fucking me doesn't mean you gotta lie. We both know those some questionable ass baby pictures."

• he's so soft spoken and polite in conversations but wouldn't mind starting some shit up if needed for your sake

• ...words be so sly that it'll take a few minutes before your brain finally process what he said

• "I'm surprised ____ was able to get into [prestigious university], let alone in a whole 'nother country!"

• "It's really hard to get into [prestigious university] of Seoul while even being an international student. Then again, I don't even know why I'm telling you this. Not like you could meet the entry requirements needed to attend."

• not a roaster, but definitely one to throw light jabs and heavy shade

• being your grandma's favorite (even tho she says she loves all her grandkids equally) you knew it was over when finding out that she likes him more than you

• at least you still got your Uncle Pookie. It always take a few years before he warms up to the outsiders of the famil-

• "Oh yeah, did I mention I did a collab with Nicki Minaj and Juice Wrld before?"

• all hell breaks loose

• everybody asking questions left to right

• even Uncle Pookie don left your side to talk to Namjoon about it

• "...did...did he just...?"

• ....yeah, he stole ya family

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SEOKJIN

• despite having met your parents before, he was still nervous about meeting the whole family

• that doesn't mean he was gonna show it tho

• with a mask of full confidence on, he walked through the back gates and into the backyard

• even when feeling eyes on him, he kept it up. 'just fake it til you make it'

• eventually, the confidence quickly became real once speaks to your parents

• it wasn't until he saw the amount of food at the table did he fully relax

• your mama saw the dazed look on his face and immediately walked him over

• "Nice to see you again Jin! That food caught your attention huh? Don't worry baby, what you want to eat? Just tell me and mama will fix a plate for you. And don't be shy either, especially when ya looking like ____ ain't feeding you right!"

• "Really mama?!"

• "Hush now! You can't blame me, look at him! Now come on sweetie, let's go get you some food~"

• ate every and anything placed in front of him

• finished damn near five plates before he decided to take a break for desserts

• so many of the serving ladies (who were mostly your aunties and older cousins) dropped their panties when they saw the number of empty plates and tried to feed him more.

• "Here sweetheart, you want some more greens?"

• "Edna don't nobody want them dry ass greens! Here, try some of my chicken. Saved the biggest piece just for you~"

• "Please, we already know you bought that shit from the store so it ain't no use trying to act all brand new Zelma. Know damn well you ain't fooling nobody with ya fake chicken having ass!"

• a war would've broken out had you not stepped in and took Jin away as he continued to watch the fight while stuffing his face with some of the chicken

• even after, he went back to try the spicy foods on the other side of the table

• quickly fell in love and got everything he could put his hands-on

• "What's this?"

• "They're homemade jalapeño poppers."

• "I'll take 50 of them."

• "Jin that's damn near all of them!"

• "Well it's homemade right? So they can just make some more then...problem solved!"

• seeing him gobbling down the food, your grandma comes over and the two end up in an intense conversation

• what's it about?

• you guessed it: food

• Jin became really good at dancing to the Wobble once he studied everyone's movements for a few moments

• but immediately goes in a corner out of embarrassment until your grandma calls him back to talk (about food again lol)

• when he found out she made those jalapeño poppers...extreme fanboy mode on

• your grandma enjoyed his enthusiasm so much she gave him the recipe and a to-go plate before y'all left

• rest assured that he's definitely been invited for the next social event

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YOONGI

• it's kinda a good thing that it's a cookout because he refuses to handle a family gathering in one room

• "I don't got time to be breathing in all that shit, what if somebody got the 'Rona over there?"

• "Yoongi...you really ain't shit. You know that?"

• "Didn't hear you deny it tho."

• "...Whatever let's just go."

• "Now don't forget your facema-"

• "Yoongi!"

• "Okay, okay!...I'm still bringing that can of Lysol spray with me."

• even though he's quiet, he doesn't hesitate to talk some shit if needed

• is only nice with the adults, but not the kids caus-

• "Fuck dem damn kids! They ain't mines, and even if they were...fuck my own kids then. I don't talk to people younger than me like that."

• he snaps at your rude ass aunties and shows off some of his unfinished raps and beats

• the kids and your cousins are amazed

• "Woah...that's so dope!"

• "____! Why didn't you tell me how cool your boyfriend was?!"

• they watch him with their mouths dropped open in awe, eagerly hanging on to every word he spits out in a freestyle rap despite it being in a language they didn't know/understand until the food is ready

• your parents (low-key only your dad cause momma still didn't forgive him from that stunt he pulled at church) smile at how soft he is when he looks at you despite having a glare as his resting bitch face

• eats only one plate that was made by you

• the same older cousins and uncles that silently talked shit about him suddenly does an 180 and tries to kiss his ass once they find out he's a producer and rapper of big company

• "Aye mane, you think you could listen to my demo or sum cuz? 'Preciate it."

• reluctantly agrees to listen, but Yoongi -being the way he is- straight up stops the music by middle chorus and gives his honest opinion

• "Um...what the fuck is this?"

• "Whatchu mean mane? It's fye huh? So you can put me on an album or sum?"

• "You do know that the background music is the goddamn theme song from that Sofia The First show right?"

• "...yeah, I wanted to add a 'lil twist to it. Was there a mistake in it?"

• you immediately remember how brutal the idol can be from time to time and step in before he can get an asswhooping from dudes that's three times his size

• "...mistake? My guy, I don't know if you know this, but yo whole so-called song is a mis-"

• "Yoongs..."You give a strained smile, ignoring the wondering gazes at what you're suddenly saying in Korean, "please shut the fuck up."

• "Wha-why the hell do I have to shut up?! If anything, we know who needs to, and not to mention that wonky-ass Disney Cinderella song they call a beat."

• "You do know they just got out right?"

• "Of what? Kindergarten? 'Cause that's all I can tell from those barely basic ass rhyming words they put up in there. Pssh, you would think they would learn how to actually rap with all that free time they had."

• "Yoongi!"

• he's...an overall good guest...somewhat

• will help clean up because he trying to get back in your mother's good graces (and not because you promised to give him some sloppy toppy if he at least tried)

• dances...very very aggressively

• accidentally don electric slide right into the poker table

• y'all gonna mostly be by yourselves because he doesn't really want to socialize

• keep in mind that he is blunt and aggressive, which is a type of attitude a lot of black family members hate with a passion

• but does Yoongi care about what your family thinks of him?

• "Do I really look like I give a fuck? Well too bad...cause I FUCKING DON-"

• he will snap off if they say something shady, even if there's a little hint of it: hands will be thrown

• "Waste of my goddamn time right here...you made us come all the way to Korea when you could've easily came to the states, and for what?"

• "To watch her become the best fucking [dream profession]. And it's not like yo broke ass paid for the tickets and hotel, probably wouldn't have been able to afford a cardboard box to spend the week in if it was up to you."

• he ain't gonna sugar coat SHIT

• might end up fighting a relative if it comes up to it

• "Now listen here young man-"

• "No you listen here you ungrateful ass excuse of a person, you've been nothing but a pain in my balls since the moment we met. So you better back the fuck up before you get smacked the fuck up. I don't give a rat's ass who or how old you are. Whether you a man, woman, non-binary, or a damn tree, I don't give a FUCK. But I do know one thing: these fists are pansexual and rated E for everyone, so you can catch 'em if you want."

• depending on how prideful they are, they might not like that

• when you guys leave and go back to your apartment you cuddle

• "You didn't have to do all that Yoongi. Some family are just like that, gotta roll with the punches."

• "I don't care who they are to you, you deserve the same respect you give them. Not any of that petty bullshit they love to spew out. And speaking of petty, that's why I took both pans of the peach cobbler and banana pudding too."

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HOSEOK

• he's excited

• not a single drop of nerves running through his body at all

• he's super happy that the two of you finally reached the next level of a relationship which meant meeting your family

• greeted the cousins casually but with a mega watt ass smile

• some even came up to you complaining about it

• "Damn ____, tell your man to calm down with all that smiling shit! Almost went blind."

• "...but ain't you already blind Cousin Brian...?"

• "And? It gotta mean something if I was able to see a bright ass light in all this darkness."

• "I-well okay then. Hobi stop smiling too much, you messing up my blind cousin's eyesight."

• "Oh oka-what?"

• everyone adores him, yes even that one messy cousin that's always trying to ruin a family member's day (and relationship) with their new boyfriend/girlfriend

• you tried to keep Hoseok away from her, but he just had to say something when he saw her standing alone in a sheer dress that was clearly once a t-shirt

• "No Hoseok, let's go this wa-Hoseok!"

• "Hello! Very pretty dress you wearing~"

• "...okay and? The fuck you telling me that? You want your lil dick sucked or something Asian boy?"

• he laughs brightly at her words

• "No no thank you. But you should smile more, very pretty face to waste by frowning."

• with that, he takes your hand goes over to the kids which damn neared baffled the whole yard of the two's interaction

• and thanks to him having to be a nice piece of shit, you now gotta fend him off from ya messy ass cousin who now crushing on him

• plays games with the little kids, all the women swooning as he chases them around and picks them up like a father would with their child

• "Awe ____, you got you a cute white boy."

• "Thank you grandma, but he's Korean."

• "Well I like him!"

• when at the table he proudly brags about your achievements at work while also handling the process of obtaining a degree at the same time

• when you bring up his world-known status they are s h o o k

• goes with you and your cousins to the liquor store when all your low-key alcoholic aunts and uncles drank them all

• "____, I like your family. They're all really fun to hang out with!"

• "Mmmm, you say that now. But give it time, I'm sure you'll change your mind."

• as stated before, he naturally gets along with everyone

• but just because he's safe doesn't mean that the shit relatives you have won't try to come for you

• and after learning some tips from Yoongi, he's ready to defend your honor

• "Want to talk all that smack about ____, just wait. She's gonna be the greatest [dream profession] there is! Bet you won't be able to say shit then."

• this definitely gets him more respect from your parents and older male cousins

• he won't stand for anyone trash-talking you

• not at all

• so yeah, they overall love him because hello? He's Jung Hoseok

• he fixed the younger kids plates, even sneaking in extra desserts which made him a long time favorite amongst them

• complimented every food he tried, even if the macaroni and cheese Cousin Brian made was dry

• "Hey now, it wasn't my fault! I didn't notice that the dial was turned all the way up when I first turned on the oven."

• "Cousin Brian...you blind my guy, how could you have known?! Now, matter fact...who the hell gave this man the responsibility of cooking in the first goddamn place?!"

• ...ANYWAYS

• ate at least 3 plates and quickly danced all that food off when the music started

• cupid shuffled right into ya grandma's heart while grinding into your aunties'

• courtesy of ya [Uncle's Name] giving him a cup of 'juice'

• poor baby had passed out not too long after drinking too much of it and woke up without his watch and shoes

• luckily, you knew that something like this would happen and was easily able to retrieve them all before leaving

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JIMIN

• socially awkward, but is still a good person to be around

• and since babes got that shmoney, he made sure to bring expensive presents along even when you said not to

• if any of your family try to mooch off him you shut that shit down real quick

• "Aye now, if you don't keep your crusty ass hands away from my boyfriend them $90 nails gonna be a waste of money when I get through with them."

• he just loves it when you get defensive over him sometimes, a little blush grazes his face

• they ask all sorts of questions about his life back on back without even giving him a chance to answer

• seeing him visibly flustered from the lack of understanding what they're saying, you blurt out the first thing that comes to mind to sidetrack their focus on him

• "His parents are in Empire."

• "Really? Say sike right now."

• "N-no for real! Y'all don't remember the those few episodes...with...those Asian parents?"

• "..."

• "...you know, now that you mention it..."

• "Oh shit! ____, you gotta keep him. And if y'all break up, you know where to hit me up."

• They treat him like a long lost son that's been reunited with his family once more

• "Has ____ been good?"

• "Yes ma'am. She's been working so hard lately that she even got promoted!"

• "Oh that's good to hear. But sweetpea you don't need to so polite!"

• "Sweetpea, you want another plate?"

• "I-if you don't mind ma'am."

• "Oh please with all that ma'am nonsense baby! Call me Grandma~"

• he likes the vanilla wafer cookies in the banana pudding the most

• good with baby cousins

• "Can you get the water hose and play with us ____'s boyfriend? My momma said the kids can't do it by themselves."

• low-key got all the single relatives checking him out.

• Especially when his shirt became translucent from the water which shown a slim waist and built abdomen that was hidden while some old shorts he borrowed from you showed off his thicc thighs and ass that's even plumper than yours

• "Ooh, look at ____'s boyfriend! Bet he taste just the way he look: real good huh~"

• "Yup, and he's mine too [Cousin Name]. Better watch yourself before a few tracks go missing boo~"

• "Damn ____! Where you been hiding him? Mmm mm mm. What's good ____'s boyfriend, you looking for some fun later on tonight?"

• "Um...n-no t-thank you. I-i'm fine."

• "Aight no pressure, just let me know when you need me."

• "[Cousin #2 Name], you ain't in no damn prison penitentiary anymore and Jimin ain't one of those 'lil he-bitches you can fuck just because he got ass. So back the fuck off."

• "Aight damn cuz, you ain't gotta get all territorial and shit....so Jimin...do you got a snap or some-"

• "I swear if I see you, [Cousin Name], and any other of y'all thirsty hoes around my boyfriend one more goddamn time! I'm beating some asses."

• ANYWAYS

• everybody adore him

• like there is not one single family member that dislikes him

• even if y'all were the type to be messy and filled with drama, he'll fit right in once they saw that he didn't take shit from nobody

• and when they do try to for either of you, cut off and put in their place immediately

• "I still can't believe it. How did ____ manage to get someone like him?!"

• "Oh? You mean Just like how you managed to get divorced five times?"

• the whole table done exploded with 'oh shit' and 'he got you [Auntie Name]'

• some even had to walk away from that one

• Jimin definitely earned a place in the family

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yanderesimp2000 · 1 year ago

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cruel vox x Fem hellhound reader Chap 1/2

Vox and hellhound because I'm craving this I didn't put this on the vote because I needed to do it NOW

TWs,biting,threats,dehumanization,Love bombing,cruelty, Being bombarded with treats,mentions of euthanasia

your a hellhound a dog with a humanoid body the lowest ranking being in hell mostly used as pets or body guards your sitting in your enclosure when suddenly vox himself walks in and starts looking at you through the bars Vox smiles and says "Aww, what a pretty girl! You look so cute in your cage!" You back away growling a little not trusting Demons Aw, is someone an angry dog? "Is someone a wittle bitey dog? " He reaches into the cage and ruffles your hair a little. You get even anger and start snarling "Aww, I think this dog likes me!" He keeps messing with your hair. "Aww, you're just soooo... cute..." "ILL BITE YOUR HAND OFF" you yell clearly enraged He laughs and keeps messing with your hair. "Oh, but that would just be so mean. What did I even dooo? Do you want some scritches? I have some snacks..." "No i dont want any scritchies just leave me alone" you say wanting him to go away "Awwww, are you suuuuure? Look how soft your fur is! " He gives you a little scritch behind your ear. You look at him with hatred and anger He laughs. "Oh c'mon... just be a good little dog..."

You were beyond your patience and you showed your fangs "Aww, you look so cute when you're angyyy... y"ou then go in for a bite He jerks his hand away quickly." Aww, so you're a biter, are you? You know what I would do if I were your owner, my cute little puppy? If you were a good little dog, I'd let you out of your cage..." you snarl and yell "LEAVE ME ALONE" He reaches into the cage again and starts messing with your hair again. "Awwwww, someone is grumpy.... " you then go in for another bite but this time you manage to just brush him not causing any major discomfort Vox jerks away again. "Owwww, wow, you really are bitey..." He reaches in again and starts ruffling your hair. Aww, you have to ask nicely..." This time you go in and BITE BITE His hand taking a small pea sizing check of flesh with you

He yanks his hand back, cursing under his breath. "F-fuck!" Vox growls in pain. "Y-you little mutt!..." you snarl again regaining your composure and say "leave me alone" He glares at you through the bars. His hand is bleeding. But.... a devious idea crosses his mind. "Oh, but then again... I have a better idea." you snarl and attempt to bite but your confined in your cage/ room and he's on the other side Vox grins, reaching into his pocket. He brings out a little treat and tosses it to you. you are annoyed but say "I... don't want your treats" He tosses another treat into your enclosure. "Aw, don't be like that! It's just a little treat! I bet you would LOVE it if I just let you out, huh?" Vox giggles, throwing another treat into your enclosure. You are just suuuuch... such a cutie! he kept throwing treats into your cage they were high quality and you were starving for something other then kibble but you didnt want to give him the satisfaction of winning

He tosses another treat into your enclosure. Come on... be a good puppy.. "I don't need all these treats" you say annoyed Vox tosses a couple more treats in. "Come on... just... try one.." "GO AWAY" you yell losing your patience Vox chuckles, tossing another treat in. "You sure you can't be a little... friendly?" you get even more mad you don't trust demons "not with your kind" you snarl

He tosses another treat in." Aaaaawwwww, but what if I let you... out?" He tilts his head. One corner of his mouth starts to curl up." If I open this cage... Would you be... nice?" He grins evilly. "Would you be... friends with me?" You look at him before screaming "NO" He grins even more. "Why not... pretty puppy?" you hate being called names like that you thought they were dehumanizing "I'm not your puppy" your growl back at him He keeps grinning and tossing treats in. "I think you could be. I think I could make you my puppy..." you then get so annoyed and overwhelmed you hide under your bed where he cant see you

Vox leans against the cage, his grin slowly fading into a frown. "H-hey... get back here... " He starts trying to stick his hand through the slats of the cage to pet you. you needed to let him know to go away so you suddenly came out and bit his hand only breaking a little skin Vox jerks his hand away again, gritting his teeth. Blood starts to drip down his palm. "F-fuck..." Vox grits his teeth, muttering to himself. "...damn mutt..." He grits his teeth but keeps trying to reach your collar through the cage. to pull you to him he used his electric powers to heal his wound you then bite and again but this time you don't let go for a little bit Vox shrieks, yanking his hand away and clutching it to his chest. "F-fucking mutt!" Blood dripping down over his fingers. Vox glares in a mix of pain and rage. His screen starts flickering, the image warping. His eyes narrow and his voice sounds more raspy and dangerous. You... you little BASTARD! you yell at him "THATS THE SIGN TO LEAVE ME ALONE" Vox growls, spitting out curse after curse. His screen flickers rapidly. The image warps, becoming dark and twisted

He snarls, his eye swirling rapidly. It is apparent at that moment that his facade is gone, and he is genuinely furious. "F-fuck... you...." your unbothered by his word and you go back to the corner of your cage Vox growls low, banging his fists on the cage."y'know I could have to put down for that" he smirks evilly "and do you want that" He sighs, calming down and using his electrical powers to seal the wounds on his hand. He sighs again, sitting down and leaning up against the cage. "...f-fucking mutt... " you stayed in the corner of the cage trying to ignore him

He sighs again, but laughs to himself. Aw, you think you're scary, don't you? "lets see how scary you can be when their dragging you out your cage to be put down because of how vicious you are" you suddenly stop when he says this His grin returns. "Oh, did I hit a sore spot?" He tosses a couple of treats in. "But don't worry, little buddy, I won't let you be euthanized... as long as you're my good little puppy..." His grin grows. He chuckles to himself. He seems almost... giddy about the idea. "What do you say? Come over... come over here and let old Vox give you some good-girl patttssss~" your growl and say "I'm only doing this because your forcing me to" before going to the front of the cage where the openingg was big enough for vox to grab you and touch you but to small for you to crawl out of

He giggles and kneels down to start to mess with your hair. "Yes, that's my good girl, my pretty little pup~" you just grumble and let it happen He just continues messing and playing with your hair. "Mm, yes, such a good little puppy, arent' you? Yes you are~" He keeps playing with your hair. "Yes, such a good girl~..." He just keeps playing with your hair. "Yes, such a well -behaved little puppy..." He keeps petting and playing with your hair. Suddenly, he smiles. "And you know what little puppies get for being good, don't you?" He holds a treat up in front of your nose. you get annoyed and say "you already threw a bunch of treats in here" Vox chuckles. "And this is the twenty-fourth! Don't complain, little puppy. Come on... you want it, don't you?" you give in and eat the treat out of his hand Vox chuckles. "Yes, there we go! Good girl..."

He leans back against the cage and sighs, grinning. "You know... even if I wasn't threatening you with euthanization I bet I still could've gotten you on board, couldn't I...?" you growl a little annoyed He chuckles and starts messing with your hair again. "Oh, yes, of course I could. Because... you're a dog." His grin gets wider. "And a dog is a dog... and a dog will do anything for a treat, right?" you hated being called a dog you wanted to be treated to like a regular demon

He laughs. "You've been eating out of my hand all this time. I think that makes you a dog." you get sad and say "t-t-this is dehumanizing" Vox just continues grinning. "...oh, you poor thing. Is that the worst thing happening to you right now? Oh, you poor little dog! Are you a sad dog?" You get even madder and say "I wish I could gnaw your hand off" His grin only gets bigger. "Oh? What's that? You wanna bite my hand again, huh? You wanna do something about it?" He leans in so his face is inches away from yours. "Go on. Go ahead. Try and bite me." He keeps grinning, holding his hand out to encourage you to bite it again. "bite me but after your going to the goodbye room" he then points to the euthanasia unit you then start to whimper your brave and vicious facade starting to crumble under fear of death He giggles and grins in a more menacing manner. "Do it, you mutt." you get sad and say "i-im not a mutt" "Oh really?" He leans down closer to your face. "Then why are you acting like one?" you then growl quietly He pats your head. "Are you getting upset... little doggie"? He scoffs. "Aw, the little puppy's growling! Is the little puppy feeling mad... or scared?" He suddenly chuckles and grabs your scruff. "You're so cute when you're feeling scared~!" you hated it when people touched your scruff it was your sensitive and personal area "d-d-dont touch there" you whimper

He holds you by the scruff. "And why not? I mean, what are you going to do about it? I don't think you're that fierce or scary, dog." He keeps holding you by the scruff. "I mean, you're just a scared little puppy dog... You can't do anything. I can do whatever I want and you can't do anything to stop me. And I can tell that you want to be a good little puppy dog. So..." You snarl and say "if only I could bite you" He grins as he starts to squeeze your scruff. "But you can't. Can't bit me... Can't run away....." you whimper a little more He squeezes a little harder. "Can you do anything? Can you stop me doing this? Hmmm?" you get desperate and say "s-s-stop please" He squeezes even harder. "Or what? Or what will you do, puppy?" He keeps squeezing until your paws start to lift up off the floor slightly. you get out a yelp in distress He laughs as he squeezes even harder, not letting up. "Awww, does my little puppy want me to stop? Vox squeezes even harder and he keeps laughing. Eventually you're completely lifted off the ground as he squeezes. The screen flickers as he squeezes even harder and he shows absolutely no signs of letting up. He continues squeezing and finally releases you, letting you drop to the floor with a thud. He is now laughing a little harder. His screen flickers as he laughs menacingly, his expression twisting from playful to just cruel. "Oh, did I hurt my little puppy?" He kneels down, looking over you. "Oh, did I hurt you?" He seems to be getting off on hurting you.... "yes you will be perfect let's go home now pup" he then picks you up by the scruff and walks out of the shelter

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80pairsofcrocs · 2 years ago

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baby scarab || 65

masterlist - marvel masterlist - series masterlist

A/N : THERE IS NO MORE SCHEDULE, IM SORRY also thank you all sm for the support and requests :)))

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader, layla el faouly x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), spidey stuff, violence, language, angst, kinda rushed? kinda angst at the end, many mentions of throwing up, underage drinking, more drunk teen stuff, let me know if i missed anything.

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"alright let's go over this again- what time are you supposed to be home?"

"11 at the latest"

"and how will you get home?"

"you pick me up or khonshu walks me home"

"and what do you do if you get uncomfortable?"

"tell evie then call you"

"that's right" marc says and you sigh, feeling your leg bounce up and down due to the nerves.

your first highschool party. technically.

evie went to your school, but you didn't see each other at all. except when she would occasionally walk home.

marc parks the car at the side of the road, and you look over to evies house which was booming with music and colored lights.

and that was when she came out.

she was in a sparkly red dress that only reached to the middle of her thighs, and she had sparkling jewelry in every possible place she could.

you opened the door to step out of the car when you looked down at your own clothing- which consisted of plain black shorts, a white t shirt and jakes leather jacket.

"awwww! you look so cute!" evie compliments and you look down to the sidewalk shyly.

"hey" marc calls out behind you so you turn around. "don't do anything stupid, okay?"

you smile at him. "i won't. i love you guys" you say before shutting the door and walking to evie.

"that guy is familiar.. is he that cabbie that yells at people and causes scenes all the time?" she asks, leading you to the door.

"yeah... that's my dad"

"oh okay- wait- that's your dad?!"

"yeah-"

she interrupts you by laughing. "i've heard him yell the funniest things at people-" she keeps laughing as she opens the door.

you laugh along with her until you see the amount of people inside the house.

evie senses your nerves and turns to you. "if you get overwhelmed just tell me and i can hang out with you in my room if you want" she offers and it makes you feel better about going.

"thank you"

"now- for drinks we have apple juice, water, some sprite, and i think someone brought a bunch of alcohol but i don't drink-" she leads you to the kitchen.

"apple juice?" you ask almost excitedly and evie nods.

"well i can get you some and you can go hang out if you want, get to know people?" she suggests and you nod, walking to the huge living room where there's maybe 15 people dancing about on the floor, and you choose to go stand in the corner of the room and watch everyone as they have fun.

that was when someone came up to you.

"heyyyyy! i haven't seen you before! what's your name?!" a boy looking around your age starts, leaning against the wall next to you.

"i'm.. im y/n"

"ohhhhh! evies friend! i've heard so much about you!!" he slurs out taking a huge gulp of whatever liquid was in his red solo cup.

"uhh.. yeah. i'm evies friend-"

"well i'm bradley it's wonderful to meet you- you're so pretty!" he brings a hand up to brush down the bridge of your nose, making you lean away a bit.

"oh- i'm sorry force of habit" he pulls his hand away and puts it in his pocket.

"my ex used to let me admire her" he looks down at the ground and you watch in shock at the boy's dramatic expression.

"but she cheated on me!" he tears up, leaning to you again and hugging you, spilling all of his drink on the floor.

you just stand there and awkwardly pat his back.

"she- she cheated on me with my brother!" he sobs violently into your shoulder and squeezes his arms tighter around your waist.

evie comes back with your apple juice and looks shocked at the position you're in.

"what happened?" she whispers as she comes up next to you.

"this is my new friend bradley. i think he's wasted or something" you shrug and evie chuckles before rubbing his back, making him let go of you to wipe his tears, by dropping his empty cup on the floor.

he adjusts his beanie you didn't know he had on, which conveniently has embroidered writing on it saying 'sad boi' with a frowny face next to it.

he takes your hand in his and kisses it. "i'm sorry- you're just so pretty- are you single? would you ever cheat on me-?" he asks while still slurring his words together.

evie starts leading him away from you. "she's happily married, now let's go" she starts. "i'm just taking him up to the guest room really quick- i'll be right back" she hands you your cup of juice and you nod.

you look down at the wet spot on the floor from when bradley spilled his drink and cringe, moving to another corner of the room.

trouble just always seems to come your way and another boy approaches you.

"what's that you're drinking?" he asks nodding his head at you.

you just stare at him for a moment. "apple juice"

he lets out a single laugh. "yeah? and what else?" he asks completely serious.

you just stare at him again. "it's just apple juice-"

"awww, you got invited to a party and you're not even gonna drink? just a little bit?" he talks to you in a tone a mother would her child.

"no."

"come on, just take a sip" he holds his cup out to you and you look inside it, just seeing clear liquid. you could smell it from there and you lean your head away from it.

he chuckles again. "this your first time? come on, just a little"

"no thank you-"

"what are you? chicken?" he scoffs with a smile.

"what? no!" you get defensive, standing up straight.

"yes you are! just take a sip you pussy!" he shouts, making a couple people turn around to watch the exchange.

you notice the cup was about half full of probably many different kinds of alcohol, so you yank it from his hand and chug the whole thing in one breath.

you throw the cup down while the small crowd watching you cheers in delight.

you feel a sudden urge of confidence as a girl comes up to you while her friend pours both vodka and tequila in a red cup at the same time until it was almost all the way full.

you look to the boy from before and he nods. "come on my new friend! don't pussy out!" he jokes and you take the cup, again chugging the whole thing without taking a breath.

the crowd goes wild as you wipe the excess liquid from your mouth and you start coughing due to the sting of the burning sensation in your throat.

you throw the cup down again. "another!" you yell, causing the boy next to you to pour the tequila into your apple juice.

you take a breath before chugging that as well, then crushing the cup in your hand after feeling your stomach gurgle.

you put a hand to your stomach and breath slowly, feeling something reach your head.

now everything felt.. fuzzy. like when you try on your friends glasses and see how blind they truly are.

or taking your own glasses off and not being able to see shit.

you stumble back into the wall behind you and the boy wraps an arm around your shoulder and shoves another drink in your hand.

"drink up, you're the life of the party now!" he shouts, earning cheering from everyone again, who's attentions were all on you.

you slowly bring the cup to your lips when evie takes it from you, and you get surprised at the fact that she appeared out of no where.

"what are you doing?" she asks and then turns to the boy that still had an arm wrapped around your shoulder.

"did you pressure her into doing this?" she asks him angrily and he moves closer to you.

"nah, she just isn't a pussy" he looks over to you and turns your head towards him with his thumb and forefinger on your chin.

before you could register what was happening his lips were on yours and when you realized it you pushed him away and tripped him so that he was on the ground below you.

you bent down and grabbed a handful of his shirt and got in his face. "what the fuck is wrong with you?! you can't just kiss someone like that- i have a boyfriend!" you slam him back down and walk away, evie following you.

you find yourself in her kitchen, which was void of people, sitting at the island on a barstool.

"you okay?" she rubs your arm. "i'm so sorry about him- he's always like that"

"why are you friends with him?" you counter and she sighs, sitting on the stool next to you.

"he acts all goody goody in front of my parents and blackmails me into inviting him to parties" she says and you look to her.

"that.. that's not right.." you shake your head and she smiles at you.

"it's okay. he's just annoying" she scoffs and you let out a laugh.

"yeah like who just kisses someone like that- i don't even know his name!" you laugh again. "oh my god casper is going to be so mad at me. "you mumble, putting your head in your hands.

evie rubs your back. "he's not, he'll understand" she starts. "do you want to come dance with me?"

~~~

a couple hours later- about 10:30- you were guzzling down all the drinks people were shoving in your face.

they were all cheering you on for not passing out considering you've probably drank the equivalent of a whole bottle of vodka of all the types of alcohol in the house.

you were just about to drink some more when evie approached you again.

"heyyyy y/n- how about we take a break-"

"but evie! i'm not a pussy!" you retort and she takes your wrist and drags you from the crowd.

"hey- why'd you do that..?" you manage to slur out.

"i think it's time for you to go home- but! i had fun! and you had fun and i'll invite you over again but i think it's passed your bedtime"

"i ain't got a bedtime-"

"yes you do, now are you okay to walk home?"

"yeah i got someone"

"...okay.. well i'll see you later okay?" she leads you to the door and you adjust your jacket.

"y-yeah" you stutter, then hiccup.

evie softly smiles at you before closing the door and khonshu appears behind you.

"you are not well" he says and you turn around slowly, and stumble down the stairs from evie's house.

"i'm fine- m' jus' tired all of a sudden" you close your eyes for a second and when you open them you're right in front of the door to the apartment.

"what.."

"i am a god. don't be stupid" khonshu says, walking through the wall into the apartment, and you try to do the same only to end up hitting your head on the door.

"fuck!" you shout, trying to get the key out of your pocket to unlock the door.

let's just say when you get inside, marc is giving you a really weird look as you try to lock the door again.

"did you have fun..?" he asks, getting up off the couch to approach you and you struggle to get your shoes off.

"yeahhh" you say, almost tripping off your shoes to go and hug marc, leaning all your weight against him.

he was surprised until he smelt a familiar aroma. he takes your face in his hands and sees how bloodshot they are.

"have you been drinking?" he asks and you nod.

"i had some apple juice" you start laughing.

marc looks down at you in shock. "you- you reek of alcohol" he tells you and you look back up at him.

"well b'cause i'm not a pussy" you explain and he sighs.

"dude she is drunk" jake points out.

"i think you mean wasted" steven corrects.

"hey i can hear you!" you yell at the mirror, seeing steven put his hands up in surrender.

"and i'm not drunk!"

"oh yeah? tell the time" marc argues.

you slowly turn to the digital clock on the oven. "i am not drunk!" you say to the clock and marc sighs tiredly.

marc takes both your shoulders and guides you to your room. "you stay here, i doubt you've eaten anything lately" he makes you sit down on your bed to go get pop tarts from the kitchen.

you sit and begin to not feel well, like as if you swallowed acid.

marc comes back and see you visibly turning pale- and rushes you to the bathroom.

right as you get there you empty your guts into the toilet- and it burns even worse coming back up than it did going down.

you threw up for almost a whole minute and once you were done you were a sobbing mess.

marc carefully wiped the puke from your bottom lip with a wet towel, and used a different one to place against your forehead.

"take it easy-"

"dad! i'm sorry! i- i was being called a pussy for not drinking an' i don't like being made fun of anymore for i drank a little bit!" you cry, and marc just picks you up and carries you to your bed, setting you down and adjusting the cold cloth on your forehead.

"it's okay, kid. we'll talk in the morning okay? we love you" he says, gesturing to the pop tarts and glass of water. "please drink some water, okay"

"goodnight darling"

"buenas noches, dulce niña"

~~~

you woke up twice in the middle of the night to throw up.

and both times your dads were there to calm you down and make you drink water so you didn't get a headache.

they brought you pedro and luna who cuddled with you, knowing somehow that you were sick and needed a pick me up.

and it was the dreaded morning now, where you woke up with a pounding, ear splitting headache.

you groan and squeeze your eyes shut, running your hand down your face only to open your eyes and see steven sitting at your windowsill reading a book.

"what.. what are you doing..?" you grumble, trying to adjust to the light.

steven closes his book and sets it down beside him. "care to tell us why you came home drunk?" he asks.

"i don't know.." you say quietly, still feeling some effects of the alcohol. "i just.. it happened so fast" you sit up and sway a bit where you sit.

steven looks at you expectingly and you look away from him. "look- i didn't know there were drinks there-"

"so why did you do it?" marc asks, deciding to front. "do you know what underage drinking can do to you? you could've been poisoned" he starts and you scoff.

"poisoned by a bunch of seniors?"

"don't get smart with me right now. we can't keep fighting y/n" he ends quietly.

"it's been months since our last argument, but i can't let this slide" he says, making you look over to him sadly. "please explain yourself. and don't lie, please"

you look over to marc before starting. "this guy.. he kept calling me a pussy so i only drank a little bit.. at first" you add at the end.

"and everyone started cheering- so i took that as a good thing- so i started chugging cups of.."

"cups of what?" jake asks from your mirror.

you shrug nervously and marc shakes his head.

"that's extremely dangerous, y/n. you're lucky there wasn't anything too toxic in it- you could've gotten very sick!" he shouts and you nod.

"i really regret it.... i really shouldn't have done it. i feel like shit right now" you tell them honestly and marc nods.

"we need you to promise anything like this won't happen again" marc says and you nod.

"i promise dad- i mean it" you look into his eyes as you promise.

he nods and helps you up off your bed to bring you into a hug. you hug marc back until you feel your stomach acting up again.

jake sensed something was wrong and fronted to rush you to the bathroom.

once you got there you knelt in front of the toilet and spilled your guts again.

jake watched in pity as you finished, flushed the toilet and sat back against the bathtub on the floor.

you looked up at jake. "i'm sorry papa.." you whispered, looking down at the floor after.

"just.. clean up the kitchen and scoop the litter box. that's all for now" he tells you, so you smile and stand up, hugging him before he gently pushes you back.

"brush your teeth first, puke breath"

"fuck you, papa"

~~~

and of course, all three of your dads were thinking about all the activities from last night even after the first time you were forced to go to bed.

the first time you woke up, it was to call casper. to tell him you were drunk and that somebody kissed you and you felt super bad- and you needed to make sure he still loved you.

he said yes even though you were crying so hard you were drooling all over yourself.

and then you got forced to go back to sleep.

and then when you woke up the second time, it was because you were hungry- no, starving.

you ate two packages of pop tarts and some black olives. you almost ate the raspberries before marc hurried in because he heard noise, and helped you as you threw up again.

you slept soundly throughout the rest of the night, and now back to the present.

you ate some plain toast on the couch next to steven and the cats, who were cuddling on the armrest to your right.

"you feeling any better?" steven asks and you nod.

"thank you" you start. "definitely never doing that shit again- i hate throwing up" you shiver at the thought.

"glad you learned your lesson" steven says, and you lean your head against his shoulder as you start to fall asleep again.

steven smiles down at you, turning the tv off so he could get some sleep as well.

a nice sleepy morning for all of you, without anything to worry about at the moment.

except the fact you got wasted the night before and threw up a bunch.

but you'll be okay.

you'll all be okay.

~~~

A/N : love you guys, and i know exactly how many chapters are left >:)

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sugar-omi · 2 years ago

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Ramble incoming - Do you think Cove could be a crybaby drunk? Cause I find that image both hilarious and adorable at the same time. Like idk what would lead to it but imagine MC being the more coherent of the two and watching Cove stare at his pet fish then suddenly he just starts sobbing which makes MC panic and ask what’s wrong to which he answers something weird like “It’s just… *sob* what if the fish secretly fish they could- *hic-* could fly but they’ll never be able too cause they’re fish…” *More sobbing* and now MC’s just standing there like “..what??”

And if we’re looking at a more fluffy/cute route imagine Cove taking one look at MC then getting emotional and sobbing cause he’s all like “Oh my god that’s my partner they love me awwww” *Sobbing*. Like I can’t help but imagine MC taking care of Cove while he’s like this and having to deal with his incoherent rambling about how lovely they are it’s just smth like:

MC: “Do you need to throw up?”

Cove: *Sobbing* “You’re so niccee.. I lovvve youuuuuuu..”

MC: “I love you too now cmon let’s go to the bathroom before you vomit on the couch”

he so would be!!! first he'd start off very affectionate, bc i think he is also a touchy/affectionate drunk (at least with his s/o, altho he's still touchy w friends like pulling them into hugs n stuff)

and while cove is weighing you down by sitting in your lap he starts crying abt how much he loves you n how he's so lucky to have you<3

also if you're not married or engaged yet then he'd start going on abt how he wants to marry you. if its early in your relationship its very surprising but it also makes you happy. pleasee bring it up to him in the morning, he's so cute blushing and stuttering and shyly admitting that yes he'd like to marry you one way

if you're already married then he'd forget and start wishing you were his spouse, n whn you remind him "honey we are married" he cries bc that means he can wake up to you tomorrow and youre so pretty/handsome. thanks you for marrying him (smth he'd do sober honestly but seeing him get teary eyed/cry abt how lucky n happy he is to have you for a spouse makes you very happy)

if you're engaged then he goes on about how beautiful/handsome you'll look on your wedding day n how excited he is to have you for his spouse

no matter what, will propose to you again <3

cove will be propped up on the table, head in his hands and watching you. when you ask what he's looking at, he just says dreamily. "you're so cute... marry me."

for the first minute he's drunk he's a total flatterer, flirting w you and being all sweet. then he turns into a cry baby the more he gets drunk <3333

#olba #cove holden

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missamyrisa2 · 9 months ago

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your ftm teases are eeeevillllll

andi'mtooembarrassedtobeoffanon (but thank you for all you do, you're really lovely and your writing is just absolutely delightful)

I always sayyyy, handsome cutiessss like you are one of my specialtiesssss ~ I loooove sooo much making tough guys like you fall apart into silllyyyy helpless gigglessss. I'm just gonna push your buttons until you can't make any sounds except desperate gigglegasps. And by push your buttons I of courseee mean you're gonna be tied so gently spread on my bed while I snuggle up in my silkyyyy pink teddyyyy, leaving my hair down so I can throw it over your chest and let it tease your royal boy buttons ~ mmmh I'm going to overwhelm your senses yessss ~ I don't go in for the hardddd tough ticklessss nooooo ~ I make toughies like youuuu fall apart with the mosttttt gentle softtttt adoring touch, punctuated with alll my endlesssss squeaky silly gigglessss. Giggling riiight in your ear with little kissessss while my fingers trace around, one index finger at a time. Probing your arms, down to those armpits, circling round and round. Ooohh I'll find the spotssss you know I willll ~ using a fuzzyyy q-tip to go digging in your pitttiessss, giggling incessantly when I watch your biceps flexing. Awwww what's a mattahhhh tough guyyyy? Can't break outtt? Can't escape these colorful scarves and stop this crazyyyy girl from tickling youuu?

You gettt away you crazyyy girl don't tickle meeeee ~ ooh but I can't help it noooo you are soooo cute so handsome so darlinggg like thisssss nooo I'm not gonna stop. Not gonna not give those chest buttons kissiesss mmmmh mmmmh ~ let's seee how your muscles like a little massage massage mmmmh? Rubby rubbyyyy on your thiiiighhhh and your siiiideee? Oooh look at you flexxxx look at you struggle. Allll that muscle and it's alll for naughtttt. And ahhhh yessss don't think I don't see that boy button. Don't think I don't seeeee ittttt. Ooooh boy oh boyyyyy loook you are sooo excited huhhh? Soooo worked up for your ticklesss? Did my tickles doooo thatttt? Got you allll stifffff? Aww don't you worryyy I know exactlyyyy what to do with a boneyyyyyy ~ weeee kisssss! Mmmhmm we kisss and kisss but onlyyy the slightest kiss just the little brush of the lipssss yesss look at you quiverrrr! That's how I court a boy mmmmhmm. I get riiight in theree and let my lower lip do alll the talking, brushy upppp the lengthhhh and let you quiver it outtt. Does it tickleeee? How badlyyyyy does it tickle? How much do you think about my ticklessss? Ooh I've got more but you gotta ask mmhmm you gotta say pleeeeaseee tickle my royal boyy button pleaseeee make me sooooo harddddd ~ please tickle me hard? Oooh yess. Yes I will. I'm gonna make you my sparkling little tough guy gem. Your lovely boy button is gonna be diamonds by the time I'm done with youuu ~<3

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love-is-5ever · 4 months ago

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guys I'm kind of going insane, so here's some Reese x Hetty based off of quotes I got off of an incorrect quote generator.

Hetty: You know, you were right. Reese: About what specifically? Because I’m right about a lot of things. Reese: I was going to suggest we do Marilyn Monroe and JFK roleplay, but I’d get way too into it. Hetty: What- how? Reese: You’d be like “come to bed … Mr. President” and I’d be like, “I need to increase the amount of American military advisors in South Vietnam by a factor of 18.” Reese, on the phone: So no head? Reese: Throws phone and breaks skateboard Hetty: My hands are cold. Reese: Here, let me hold them. Hetty: My lips are cold too. Reese: covers Hetty's mouth with their hand Reese: I don't know how to tell you this, but… I love you. Hetty: That's great, Reese. Especially considering the fact we've been married for 6 fucking years. Hetty: Hey, Reese, what do you think it would be like if we had kids? Reese: What would it be like? Inconvenient, mostly. Hetty: No, I mean, what would they be like, the kids? You ever think about it? Reese: Can't really say I have. Hetty: You know, for someone as eccentric as yourself, you can be boring as fuck sometimes. Reese: Sorry, Hetty. For what it's worth, I'm picturing them now. A boy and a girl. Two perfect little freaks of nature raised by people who've clearly got no business bringin' up anybody. Hetty: I think we should kiss. Reese: And I think you should die but we don’t always get what we want. Hetty: The first time I saw you, you stole my heart. Reese: But I'm a kleptomaniac, so that doesn't mean anything. Hetty: Okay, but what if we went to dinner not as friends this time? Reese: AS ENEMIES?! Hetty: Hetty: Smart is attractive. Educate me on something I don't know! Reese: The mouth of a jellyfish is also an anus. Hetty: Stop. Reese: Hey, about that love letter you sent me- Hetty: blushes What are your thoughts? Reese: The fourth sentence- Hetty: Yeah, that’s where I got really emotional and I- Reese: It’s “you’re” not “your”. Reese: You’re not jealous, are you? Hetty: No! Reese: Good, ‘cause I consider my fake relationship with you a lot more meaningful. Hetty: That was so hot, Reese. Reese: I literally called the person who just flirted with you a degenterate dog and told them I hope they get dragged through the streets. Hetty: I'm so in love with you. Hetty: Holding up a pack of pencils These are kinda cute. Reese: Hetty, that’s gay. Hetty: We’ve been dating for 2 years— Reese: I fell— Hetty: From heaven? Reese: No, I literally fell— Hetty: In love with me the moment you saw me? Reese: MY ARM IS BROKEN! Hetty: Okay, but do you think I'm pretty? Be honest. Hetty, trying to flirt: So, you come around here often? Reese, confused: I mean, this is my house, so yeah. Hetty: So… what would you do if you were in bed with me? Reese: Depends. Is your bed comfortable? Hetty: Yes. Reese: I'd sleep. Reese: Babe, you're so funny! Hetty: We have 1492 days until your tragic premature death. You will break my trust three times before that happens, but I forgive you. Reese: Awwww, that's sweet of you!

#Incorrect quotes #Hetty x Reese #Hetty chapin #Reese harker #Wilder girls

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the-fiction-witch · 2 years ago

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I Will Eat You

Media IRL

Character Thomas

Couple Thomas X Reader

Rating Cute

I laid in bed wrapped up tightly with blankets and pillows trying to keep myself warm, keep myself steady so I didn't throw up or worse. I felt terrible so I did my best to try and settle myself to rest and relax.

"Hey, little lady," Thomas spoke up as he poked his head through the door

"Get out!" I whined

"I know you're not very well, but if I may ask a little question?"

"What?"

"Would we have... a little sexy time?"

"No."

"But before you say no!"

"I've already said no."

"But... please consider, I have been cleaning out the kitchen today"

"Really?" I glared poking my head out the covers "You feel so entitled, that you literally feel like you deserve a blow job for cleaning the kitchen?"

"I mean... I'm not gonna say no. But while I was cleaning I found some chocolate at the back of the pantry, and because it was almost out of date.... I ate it. And now have discovered it was that horny chocolate we bought and forgot about."

"So now?"

"So now I can't think straight because my dick is overriding all over thoughts in my brain"

"No. if it's that much of an issue go jerk off in the bathroom."

"But I wanna have fun with my little lady."

"No!"

"Fine" he sighed going back to... whatever it was he was doing before he came to the bedroom, so I got myself cosy and cuddly trying to fight away my sickness for what felt like a good hour or two "Y/n?" He cooed

"Hummm?"

"Did you want a little sexy time now?"

"No thomas."

"Aww, please?"

"No."

"What if I just came and gave you a little cuddle to make you feel better?" He asks coming closer to the bed

"You come near me I will eat you" I warn

"Okay, what if I brought you a snack?"

"What kind of snack?" I asked poking my head out a little

"Pringles, and jelly-filled marshmallows you're favourite"

"Where did you get marshmallows?"

"I found them at the back of the cupboard, they fell down the back you must have thought you ate them all"

I took the marshmallows and pulled them into my little tent "You may sit. for five minutes"

"Thank you very much little lady" He laughs giving my forehead a little kiss as he sat "Also do you have any idea where the pup is?"

"Here" I answered moving the covers to reveal our puppy lying with me inside the covers

"Oh I've been looking for you" He laughed giving the pup a stroke

"He's here making me feel better."

"Why do you get all the cuddles?"

"Because he knows I'm sick. so he's here to make me better."

"I'll cuddle you to make you feel better."

"No. You have ulterior motives" I glared

"I mean... you're telling me the puppy doesn't? he humps stuff way more than I do."

"Not anymore, he's a good boy he doesn't hump things now he's had his appointment" I cooed "Maybe we should do that to you"

"Nahh I need Mine!" He complained

"Do you? really?"

"Fine, you get some rest." He smiled before he headed off elsewhere

So I got cosy and cuddly trying to get some sleep for a good while

"Awwww... she's so cute, what a wute wittle wady, all sweepy" He cooed coming and petting my hair but I flicked my eye open to glare at him "ahhh! she's awake!"

"What do you want?" I glared

"I brought you McDonald. to make you feel better."

"Did you get nuggets?"

"Nuggets, chicken burger, milkshake and a happy meal as they have the cute toys you wanted. You gonna come out your little tent now?"

"Alright" I sighed getting out of bed but keeping the duvet and blankets around me as I shuffled away

"Well... your out of bed" He shrugs "As I got you Mcdonalds... can we have some sexy time?"

"Later." I sighed

"YES!"

"But slow, because you move me around to fast and I throw up you cleaning the bed."

"Deal"

#tbs #thomas brodie sangster #thomas sangster #tbs smut #thomasbrodiesangster #tbs imagines #thomas sangster imagine #tbs imagine #thomas brodie sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster smut

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the-kr8tor · 1 year ago

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AWWWW YOU'RE TOO KIND I WAS KICKING MY FEET WHEN I READ THAT:( I am trying to write something currently but I am way too nervous:.) Daily Hobie HC! Fine I give in lets write some..whatever this is idk Ever since you met Hobie, you've hated him. You hate his style. You hate his personality. You hate the way that he carried himself, full of confidence yet non-egotistical. You hate his dumb little smirk every time he teases you. You hate his cute dimples when he smiles. You hate his pretty eyes. You hate his soothing voice. You hate how much you've fallen for this man. You genuinely wonder what had ever happened to 'I'm never falling for anyone again', and yet the moment he smiled towards you, you hide your smile with a scowl. Hobie didn't seem to care, managing to see past your bitter facade, yet still playing along with you... or, 'annoying you', as you put it. He'd often come up behind you, slinging his arm around your shoulder as he asks how you are, what's going on in your dimension, or about your latest mission. Hobie chuckles to himself when you answer short and sharp, even going so far as to flip him off as you manage to scurry away from him. You're sure he's just being friendly, with no reciprocal feelings..yet you never notice how he looks around for you if your name is mentioned, or how he sometimes mirrors a few of your hand movements. Of course, not the ones directed to him. As he notices himself mirroring a few of your hand movements, Hobie finds himself unsure of what to do about his growing feelings, not wanting to make you even more defensive and uncomfortable. Instead, Hobie decides to go slow, deciding to throw in some sincerity in the midst of his teasing. He'll offer to do small tasks for you at times, such as peeling a fruit or silently offering you something to eat. Of course, you were still defensive, but the often common middle finger became a bit less common. You both were assigned to take down an anomaly together. Pretty..normal ish, right? That is until you both were practically fighting for your lives. Blood splattered on the ground as you both scrounged up whatever energy you both had left. You taken quite a bit of hits, being slammed into buildings, the ground, practically any surface. Your mask is torn, yet you still keep fighting. Eventually, both of your resilience paid off. However, Hobie and you are in critical health. He hurriedly punches in the coordinates for his dimension in his canal boat, tugging you along with him as he's determined to patch you up before your knees could buckle. However, he's taken aback as you begin to clean his wounds, worry clear in your eyes as you patch him up. As soon as you're done, he immediately flips the tables, not allowing you to go anywhere until he's done with you. He's careful with your stitching, yet it's clear you both are way too exhausted to care about any further pain. You scrunch up your nose at him in the scowl that's familiar, a lopsided smirk making it's way to Hobie's face as he watches your expression. Instead of a sarcastic remark, you hug him, catching him very off-guard. Hesitantly, he wraps his arms around you as well, his warm palm rubbing up and down your back. You feel your exhaustion multiply by a thousand as your adrenaline died, and soon you both end up asleep, with you clutching onto him, not letting him go. -🐦‍⬛

Of course, lovely! You deserve all those sweet words ❤️ you can do it! If you're still very nervous about it, write it for yourself! You don't have to upload it for everyone to see if you really don't want to. Besides, the best kind of writing is the self indulgent ones that's been eating at you to be put into words ❤️❤️❤️

DAILY HOBIE HC YIPPEE!!

Omg I felt the hate to love relationship in my bones 🤣

Hobie be having x ray vision too bc that is a very perceptive move on his part!

Oh I'd let him peel fruit for me and I'll peel a hundred fruits for him too 🥰🥰🥰

Gahhhh!!! I bet Hobie was super terrified during that until R stands up on their own bc they're afraid of losing him too 🥺 oh we love the two pining idiots who get fueled by their love for eachother so they could survive long enough to show their real feelings 🥺😍😍😍😍😍

#ask answered #chatting with lovelies #🐦‍⬛ anon #hobie thoughts #hobie headcanons #🫶🫶🫶#daily hobie hc!!

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queen-of-writing-bad-things · 1 year ago

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Henry Danger Reader Insert | Captain Man x Reader: SEASON 3

Episode 15: Green Fingers

~The Man Cave~

It was a glorious new day in Swellview; the sun was shining, the birds were singing and yet, (y/n) still woke up that morning feeling...off. It was a weird feeling, like that sense you get when you first feel the onslaught of an upcoming cold, but she shook it off with a chuckle.

Sickness, nah. She didn't get sick, not since she was fried by the Densitiser. Whatever that thing did to the young woman gave her immune system one hell of a kick, not to mention to super-regeneration, so any flu, germ or virus couldn't touch her. Not anymore. It was just one of those days, it had to be.

"Hey, you all right?" Ray's soft question snapped her out of her daydream and she looked over from her seat on the back of the couch to where he was getting hot coffee from the auto-snacker. That's what (y/n) needed; a pick-me-up. Pure, steaming caffeine to shake off the gentle pounding in her head and the queasiness in her stomach.

"Yeah, just tired. No thanks to you." She smirked, accepting a mug from her boyfriend and taking a quick sip to let the sweet bitterness wash over her tongue. Ray's cocky smile grew at her words, forgetting about how floopy and droopy his sweet girl looked when memories of the previous night came flooding back.

"You loved it. Wouldn't stop screaming, if I remember correctly." He teased, watching her ears turn red and her nose scrunch up. His girl looked so cute in her pyjamas, hair still ruffled from their late night, but the natural look and no need to impress anyone just made her so beautiful.

"Oh, shut up, doofus. Have you fed Colin?" She asked, wanting to move on and enjoy the peace between them before Schwoz came shouting or the kids arrived for work. There never seemed to be a spare moment in the Man Cave, not for Captain Man anyway.

"Yeah. 'Lil guy loves his carrots, just like I love you." Ray smiled, curling an arm around her waist so he could give her a sweet kiss, which made her toes curl and tummy flutter. Just the domesticity of it all; the coffee, the pyjamas, the idle chat, she loved it and she loved him so very much.

The fluttering didn't last though. Before either one of them could lean in for another, the supercomputer's alarm started beeping, leaving the couple to sigh as they bumped noses. Never a spare moment.

"I think Henry's trying to holo-call." (y/n) whispered, taking another swig of coffee since the ringing of the computer was like a signal telling her that the rush of the day started here and wouldn't stop until she was dragged to bed later that night.

"He should be on his way to work by now. Why's he calling?" The man pondered out loud, making his amused girlfriend raise a hand to lovingly caress his cheek.

"Answer it and you might find out, sweetheart." She chuckled, watching as he reluctantly stepped away from her calming aura and turned around to see what his sidekick wanted. It better be good, he gave up a second kiss for this.

"Hey, Ray---Ray." Henry's little hologram greeted his boss and immediately burst into a coughing fit, but he worked through it to avoid going into a violent, spluttering fit.

"Hey, you're supposed to be getting to work now. Why aren't you here?" Ray asked him in a slightly grouchy voice, which softened as his girlfriend came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist and nuzzled her face into his back.

"Uhhh, 'cause I can't come into work. I'm sick." Henry replied, trying to not throw up or go "awwww" at the cute way (y/n) hugged Ray, who didn't believe that he was that ill. He was certain that he was just being a typical teenage hypochondriac.

"Oh, so you're in the hospital?" The large man asked, assuming that if he was so bad he couldn't come into work, then surely, the kid must've been admitted to the ER. They had criminals to thwart, not a cold.

"Uhhh, not the hospital, but I'm not feeling that--" The boy tried to explain, hoping he could speak to (y/n) about this since she was much more understanding about illness and how even the crappiest bug could make you sluggish and shivery for days. Ray, however, very, very rarely got sick, another miracle from the Densitiser and hadn't had a runny nose or high fever since he was a kid.

"Henry, we're crimefighters. And since criminals don't blow off work when they're sick, neither do Captain Man, Miss Danger or Kid Danger. You catchin' my wave?" Ray explained as Henry's eye was caught by something alarmingly worrying. Why the hell was his pinky turning green? Was he tripping?

"Ray..." (y/n) warned, poking her head out from between his shoulder blades and looking up at him with an expectant face.

"I mean, you ever see me blowing off work?" The superhero bragged, absentmindedly sliding his arm around his girl's hip so he could pull her closer.

"Okay, that's not fair." Henry sighed, rubbing his tired eyes exasperatedly. Ray scoffed at the statement, wondering why he was being counted out.

"Why's it not fair?" He questioned, making (y/n) gaze at him with a knowing look. Geez, it had been so long, he'd forgotten.

"Because, doofus, you've been indestructible since you were eight. You can't get sick!" She exclaimed, remembering all the days when she had the worst illness ever, he always took care of her because he was immune.

"Yeah, and (y/n) can't get sick anymore either because she's super healing or whatever," Henry added, knowing that even though it no longer applied to her, (y/n) still had the memory of being completely human fresh in her mind. Her partial densitisation was only, like, a year ago, unlike Ray, who hadn't been sick since the late eighties.

"That's right, so...be more like us," Ray smirked, standing next to his girlfriend proudly as he rubbed the exposed sliver of skin where her pyjamas had ridden up over her hip. (y/n) rolled her eyes, thinking that she had enough with one big-headed doofus, she didn't need another.

"Look, my mom says I can't come into work," Henry said, trying to use his parents as support. If they said he couldn't come in, then surely Ray had to respect that.

"Your mom?" Ray frowned, and the mention of that woman sent (y/n)'s skin prickling. It had only been a couple of weeks since they had dinner with the Harts and the memory of him flirting with Mrs Hart still stung. Would he dare? And with her so close?

"Yeah." Henry nodded, also tensing up as he braced himself for Ray's reaction. He was silently praying for him to stay normal and indifferent as he knew that one more flirting incident would break (y/n)'s heart. All Ray had to do was be sensible.

"Do you want us to come and talk to her?" Ray asked, politely, calmly, unflirtatiously. (y/n)'s head snapped up to look at him, her heart thumping as she realised that, for the first time, he didn't want to flirt with Mrs Hart. On the inside, Ray was applauding himself for giving the perfect response and pulled his girlfriend closer, wanting to show her that he'd changed, he repulsed the thought of flirting with anyone but her, he just wanted her to love him.

"Uhhhh, y'know what, I'll be there in ten minutes," Henry replied and snapped his watch shut, stunned that he had this big scolding ready for his boss, something about hurting his friend unnecessarily, but he didn't need it. Ray had done it, he refrained from flirting with another girl.

"I love you so much." (y/n) gushed at her boyfriend once the holo-call had ended, reaching up to pull his shoulders down so she could kiss him feverishly. Ray couldn't understand her sudden rush of emotion, but to her, he'd done the nicest thing anyone had ever done for her.

He'd put her first above anyone else.

~20 minutes later~

With Henry on his way, the Man Cave soon filled up. (y/n) had gotten over her emotional overload and had gotten dressed whilst Charlotte and Jasper dropped down in the elevator. The girl started working away on the supercomputer and Jasper was "helping" Ray with some doohickey statue of him. Apparently, Ray's head couldn't paint itself and he wanted his girl to help him get the finer detail right. After all, she knew him better than anyone.

"Yeahhhh. Aw, yeah, that's nice. Look at me, sweet girl." Ray nudged her as he painted the mask on the bust a bright blue and Charlotte blew her nose. Something must have been catching, she had been snuffling since she'd arrived and (y/n) was trying not to do the same. She wasn't sick, she wasn't sick, she wasn't sick...

"Your hair needs to look perfect. Make sure it looks perfect." She insisted, thinking that if she was going to be made to stand when all she wanted to do was sleep her growing headache away, this statue needed to look perfect.

"Heyyyyyy, everybody!" Henry announced as the elevator door slid open and boy, he looked rough. His skin was pale and clammy and he had bags under his eyes and greasy hair. Geez, he should've stayed in bed.

"Hey, Henry..." Everyone greeted him, although Charlotte sounded particularly chesty and nasally. She sneezed into her elbow, making Ray jolt as he nearly ruined his masterpiece. One wrong move and the acrylic paint would stain the wrong inch of pottery and ruin his face.

"No sneezing." He told Charlotte sternly, breathing a sigh of relief as he managed to pull away in time before he could mess up the mask. This thing was going in pride of place, somewhere for all to see and (y/n) to hate.

"Hey, you sick too?" Henry asked his friend as she hunched over the computer's control panel, trying to stop herself from throwing up from the dizziness in her eyes. God, she was burning up, but work had to be done.

"No, I'm collecting a giant pile of dirty tissues." She replied sarcastically, showing him some of her gross, gooey tissues from under the control panel.

"That's gross." Henry grimaced, trying not to puke since his stomach was already having a tough time of it. Bed sounded nice, work sounded horrible.

"Hey, everybody!" Suddenly, Schwoz came bounding down from the sprocket, with way too much energy for his friends. They all felt like shit, why was he so happy?

"Since it's Saturday morning, look what I brought...cupcakes!" Schwoz smiled at them, and they all thanked him for the surprisingly kind gesture. Sure, they weren't (y/n)'s famous blueberry muffins, but still, cupcakes were cupcakes.

"Hey, Henry, grab me one, would ya?" Jasper asked his best friend as he was a little preoccupied holding Ray's palette. He was the artist's assistant, he couldn't move for a cupcake, but that didn't mean he didn't want one.

"Uh, yeah, sure." Henry agreed and reached out to grab a baked treat, but when Schwoz saw his weird green pinky, he screamed and threw the tray over his head, causing Charlotte to spit out her coffee, Ray to ruin his painted bust and (y/n) jump out of her skin. What gives?

"Dang it, Schwoz!" Ray growled as he sighed at messy work. Now, he'd have to start again, but why was Schwoz covering his mouth and nose?

"Aw, the cupcakes!" (y/n) whined, wishing she'd had a chance to sample them, but before anyone could yell at Schwoz, he ran off to the backroom, promising them that everything was fine, even though his odd behaviour suggested otherwise.

"What's going on with him?" Ray asked, wondering why his handyman was being even weirder than normal. Yeah, Schwoz was a weirdo, but he didn't usually throw cupcakes around the room.

"I don't know. He's acting kinda--" Henry started, but the tickle in his throat returned with more force, causing him and then Charlotte to cough and splutter violently.

"Ugh, am I gonna have to listen to that all day?" Ray groaned, hating the rough noises coming from them every few minutes. His Man Cave was full of germs because of them and all he wanted to do was finish up his painting.

"Uh, hey, you know my whole family's sick too?" Henry brought up, trying to convey to his boss how contagious this cold or flu was. Just because he and his girlfriend were lucky enough to dodge it, didn't mean he couldn't be compassionate.

"Really? I hope they get better soon." (y/n) replied kindly. At least she took an interest.

"Jasper, how you feeling?" The kid asked his friend, who shrugged. He hadn't coughed once and he looked perfectly healthy. Lucky son of a gun.

"Great. Just get a little tired of holding these paints." Jasper responded, trying to ignore the ache in his arm muscles from holding the stupid palette for nearly half an hour. Why could Ray just put it on a table?

"Higher!" The superhero ordered, wanting his colours at eye level so he could get in the zone and really picture his creation in his mind.

"Be nice!" (y/n) slapped his chest, rolling her eyes at how commanding and dictatorial he was being. "Please" would've been better, but the reemergence of Schwoz was more worrying. He emerged from the backroom in an elaborate gas mask and medical-grade latex gloves, looking like a mad scientist.

"Hello..." He said in a nervous voice, making them all frown at his strange attire. "So...uh, did anyone here recently go into my science laboratory?" He asked, making them all feel very concerned at what he was insinuating.

"Well, yeah, I needed some zinc chloride for repairing the computer's camera circuits after they overloaded last week. I didn't touch anything though." (y/n) gulped, making Ray look at her with worry as he got the sense. that something wasn't all right in that lab. It would be fine though, she was immune like him, right?

"You sent me, Charlotte and Jasper there on Thursday." Henry recollected. He had been doing his job, it was Schwoz's fault if something had gone wrong.

"To put labels on your beakers," Charlotte added, her face set in a worried frown as Schwoz nervously shuffled his feet. How was he supposed to break it to them?

"Okay, well...I think I did a bad thing." He started, making the five look at each other in confusion. Schowz had screwed up again, but this time, it sounded...deadly?

"Schwoz, what have you done?" (y/n) questioned slowly, feeling Ray's fingertips brush against hers before he laced his fingers through hers and tightly clasped her hand.

"Well, you know how I've always wanted to be famous by curing some terrible disease?" Schwoz peered at them through his gas mask and they all nodded. It was one of his freaky dreams, they were used to it.

"So, I figured that the fastest way to come up with a cure was to create my own terrible disease." He revealed and out loud, his big plan didn't seem so ingenious, more very stupid and reckless.

"WHAT?" Henry, Charlotte, (y/n) and Jasper gasped at his stupidity, but Ray wasn't too concerned. After years of knowing him, this was something he expected of Schwoz and it wasn't like he or his beloved girlfriend would be affected. "Classic Schwoz."

"Hold on, hold on, are you saying that you think we have that disease that you created?" Henry gasped in horror, furiously glaring at Schwoz. Oh god, his family too, what had this moron done? "Well..."

"H-he doesn't know that, I mean, maybe we just have a cold or the flu or dandruff?!" Charlotte panicked, scratching her head worriedly as she fretted about dying from some unknown disease.

"Yeah, come on, Schwoz. You don't know what made them sick. You're not a doctor!" Ray butted in, going off of Charlotte's idea that he and Henry were overreacting about nothing. His friends were fine, just a little snuffly, no problem.

"I know what I'm talking about! Look at Henry's pinky fingers!" Schwoz yelled and pointed to the boy's hands, highlighting to everyone how they were turning a pea-green colour. Okay, the common cold didn't do that.

"Oh, yeah. Why are they green?" He asked the stupid genius, wanting an answer for the query that had been bugging him all morning since he spotted it when on call to Ray and (y/n).

"It's one of the symptoms of my disease." Schwoz sighed, prompting Charlotte to look at her own hands to check if she was turning into an ogre too.

"AH! My pinkies are green too!" She squealed, her breathing speeding up when she took in the sickly colour. How had she not noticed?

"Let me see!" Schwoz exclaimed and whipped out his scanner so he could analyse her and Henry's bodies whilst Ray, (y/n) and Jasper watched in concern.

"Yeah, you both have my disease." He confirmed, making them all throw their hands in the air at the devasting revelation. Only Schwoz would cook up a deadly disease in his lab and expose children to it, not to mention anyone else who ventured in.

"Well, what about Jasper? He was with us, he touched your beakers. Does he have your disease?" Henry suddenly walked over to his best friend and checked his pinky fingers. Holy shit, they weren't green, they were pink, fleshy and normal and when Schwoz scanned him, the results came back clear.

"Jasper is clean! No disease!" He gasped, astounded that someone had managed to escape the bacteria.

"Well, we have it, why doesn't he?!" Charlotte growled. It wasn't fair that she and Henry had been doomed to die or whatever but Jasper was okay. If she was going down, she wanted him to go down with her.

"I don't know why Jasper doesn't have it! He should! My disease is very contagious." Schwoz smirked, despite there being no time for gloating. It wasn't a good thing that his disease was contagious, if it got out into the city, who knows how many untold millions could succumb to its power.

"Schwoz, stop bragging! What are Charlotte and Henry supposed to do now? And Henry's family? They're all sick too!" (y/n) scolded him, hating how he almost seemed proud. They needed a plan of action, so it was a good thing they had a man of action on hand to come up with one.

"I can answer that. Schwoz, you better come up with a cure for your stupid disease and until he does, Henry...you're both contagious so you and Charlotte are going to have to be quarantined in your house with your family." Ray answered, coming up with quite a good plan for a guy who was usually so childish.

"What's quarantine?" Jasper asked, hoping it didn't mean anything too harsh for his best friends. He didn't want anything bad to happen to them.

"It basically means that they're gonna have to stay inside so they don't spread the disease to the entire city. Because that would be very, very, very bad." (y/n) answered, shuddering at the thought of a pandemic spreading in Swellview and then the next town over until the whole world was infected.

"Well, what about you and Ray?" Charlotte asked her, thinking that since she'd been in Schwoz's lab and had then spent every second after that with her boyfriend, they must have been plagued too.

"Don't worry about us. Old Uncle Ray and Auntie (y/n) are indestructible and super-healing, so that means...can't get sick." Ray smirked at the kids as he guided his girl to come and sit in his lap as he perched on a chair. He felt so smug, untouchable and powerful, well, he did until (y/n) felt a tickle in her throat and she coughed violently into her hands.

"Oh, shit!" She choked as she raised her hands in front of her, only to see that her pinkies were green too. Her heart was thundering in her stomach and her brain had short-circuited as she tried to think of some reasonable explanation, but nothing made sense. So that's why she has been feeling under the weather.

"Agh!" Ray yelled at the sight of her fingers, but when he reached out to grab her hand, he recoiled when he saw that his pinky was affected too. Shit, this was impossible; he was indestructible, her body could cope with any illness, why were they sick too?

"Oh my god, sweet girl..." The large man gulped as a terrible realisation dawned on him. If she was sick, that meant she could die and if he was sick too, that meant he wouldn't be able to do anything about it and that thought terrified him.

~Henry's House~

So the plagued four had been rounded up and were trudging up to Henry's front door, each footstep sapping their energy. Well, Henry and Charlotte's energy was being sapped, Ray was sort of...out of action. The moment he clocked on that his darling, precious girl was slowly getting sicker and sicker, hurtling towards death, he began clutching her tightly to his chest and refused to let go, even when she told him that she was okay.

His nose snuggled behind her ear, allowing her and only her to hear his choked hiccups as his heart ached from the thought of losing her, and he wouldn't move. He just wanted to hold her and protect her from anything that could take her away from him, forcing (y/n) to get crafty. There was a shopping trolley in the spare room of the Man Cave (don't ask), so the teens used it to wheel her and her boyfriend to Henry's house, dragging his sorry ass all the way there.

"Ray, I promise, I'm not gonna die. Please, stop crying...you're gonna make me cry too." The young woman tried to soothe him by stroking his cheeks and wiping away the occasional tear, ignoring how his tight embrace was making it hard to breathe. It was flattering to know how much he cared but they couldn't stay like this forever.

"Yeah, we're just as sick as you and your girlfriend," Henry added in a monotone voice. Geez, he knew that Ray had pined over her for what, ten years? But he never knew how deep it went. They were gonna fix this and they were all in it together, so the tears weren't necessary.

"Well, you don't understand! I only just asked her out and now, I might lose her! And my head...it, like, aches!" Ray shouted and then quietened down when his harsh, snapping tone aggravated the thump-thump-thump in his skull.

"That's called a headache, sweetheart." (y/n) cooed at his tooth-rottingly sweet words and ran her fingers through his hair, trying to see if she could massage the pain away.

"I don't like it, sweet girl." He whined, dropping his head to her shoulder so he could relish her touch. Now he knew why she had been so quiet and vulnerable every she'd caught a bug throughout their friendship and why she clamped herself to him so desperately. It wasn't just because she secretly loved him in return (something he still couldn't get his head around), but because illness leaves you needy. And boy, he felt needy.

"Hey, how's everyone doing?" Schwoz asked as he walked up to the porch in his disguise. He'd insisted that he put on a lab coat, a blonde wig and a false I.D badge saying he was from the Department of Health.

"How are we doing?!" Charlotte reiterated in disbelief. He'd poisoned them and now, he thought it was okay to ask how they were? Okay, Schwoz needed his brain. checking.

"Look at our fingers." Henry hissed and they all held up their hands to show the handyman that the green was spreading, meaning their pinkies were now completely covered, not to mention their second fingers were turning too.

"Argh!...Nothing to worry about..." He squeaked. It was probably best not to make them panic, otherwise, they might lynch him.

"I don't get this. I'm indestructible." Ray started whining again, messing with his girl's sleeve as she adjusted her position in the trolley. It wasn't the most comfortable thing in the world, but if it made him happy, she'd do it.

"Yeah and my super-regeneration can handle any infection. I haven't been sick since last year, not even when you gave yourself measles for two days just to see what would happen. So, how's your freakish disease making us sick?" (y/n) added, hating how her superpower was useless here. Sure, she could recover from brain damage or being run over by a truck but this? Nope.

"I guess I'm just really good at making freakish diseases." He giggled as Charlotte rubbed her sweaty forehead and Henry coughed.

"So, you're positive we're not gonna die?" He looked at the genius whilst Ray closed his eyes and rested his chin on (y/n)'s head. Just five minutes rest, that's all his body wanted. Five minutes and his soulmate, nothing more.

"Of course! Well, at least not until all of your fingers and thumbs turn green." He started by making them feel better, but by the end of his sentence, they were all gasping in horror.

"WHAT?!" Ray suddenly burst his eyes open, his arms grabbing his girl tightly again as his worst nightmare was confirmed. He couldn't bear to watch her die, he wasn't strong enough.

"Oh, look. You all just go inside so I can just back to working on the cure!" Schwoz exclaimed, fed up with their incessant whining, moping and panicking. The sooner they let him go, the sooner they'd be better.

"Wait, but what if Henry's parents try to leave the house?" Charlotte suddenly thought. That would be a disaster because it wasn't like they'd take them seriously, especially Piper. It was weird enough making Ray and (y/n) go with them and now, they had to force them to stay indoors.

"Don't worry. I brought Bork to guard the door." Schwoz smiled at the freakishly large man, who grunted at their waves and bulked up his muscles. Yeah, no one was getting past him and if they did, they'd live to regret it.

"Bork! Come help us outta here!" Ray commanded his worker since he was feeling all crap and had no strength to do it himself. Normally, lifting his girl in and out of his lap, even in a shopping trolley was an easy feat for Captain Man, but his muscles were saying no, so Bork's would work as a nice substitute.

"Thanks, Borky!" (y/n) smiled at him as he lifted her from under her arms and plonked her back onto her woozy legs. Now she remembered why she agreed to go in the trolley. Walking was nauseating.

Bork obviously wasn't up for lifting Ray too. A kind and gentle girl, yes, a large, bulky guy, no. He walked around to the back of the cart and tipped it upwards so the superhero fell out of it, landing in a heap on the porch.

"Thanks." He groaned, feeling even dizzier from the tumble and he gratefully accepted the soft hand (y/n) extended to help him up. With Ray on his feet and their coughs returning, Henry opened his front door and led his friends inside, leaving Bork to beat the shit out of anyone who dared come within an inch of the Hart's home.

"Hey." Henry greeted his ill family, all of whom were looking as terrible as he and the Man Cave team did. The coughing wouldn't stop and Mrs Hart, being the nice lady she was, looked on with concern at the sick kids in particular.

"Oh my gosh, is Charlotte sick too?" She asked, giving the girl a sympathetic look as she struggled to stop the spluttering. She knew how that felt.

"Yeah," Charlotte nodded, her voice sounding croaky and sore and she had to stop herself from shivering, sneezing and puking all at the same time.

"And my boss and his girlfriend." Henry pointed randomly to the sniffling couple, who gloomily looked at Mr and Mrs Hart with tired eyes. Well, Ray was certainly behaving himself in front of the hot mom, but maybe that was because he was sick.

"Hello, Mr and Mrs Hart, lovely to see you again--achoo!" (y/n) smiled at them warmly, trying to appear as healthy as she could, but then the sneeze crept up, forcing her to clamp her hands over her nose and mouth before she snotted everywhere. As Ray rushed to give her a tissue and cuddle her, Mrs Hart screamed at the sight of her fingers and how they were scarily similar to hers.

"Look, honey! Their fingers are turning green too!" She nudged her husband, who wearily blinked to make sure they weren't dreaming. The green had spread to at least two fingers on each hand now, telling them that time was quickly running out.

"Yeah, well. That's why I'm taking us all to the doctor." Mr Hart announced, spreading panic through the Man Cave team as they scrambled for some believable excuses.

"You can't," Charlotte exclaimed, trying to stop his hastiness, but she had no idea how to explain the truth without slipping up about the secrets of Captain Man, Miss Danger or Kid Danger.

"We go, everyone diieeesss..." (y/n) mumbled into Ray's shoulder as they sat on an armchair and he rocked her like a baby in his arms. The headaches were getting worse and lunacy and no lucidity were so much nicer than having to cope with the pain, leaving her incoherent and Ray's heart bleeding at the sight of the sharpest woman he knew reduced to such a state.

"Right, right, right. Mom, Dad, Piper, this is, uhhh---" Henry snapped his fingers at Schwoz so he could introduce him, but the little guy was way ahead of him and knew exactly how to deal with his family. Sort of.

"My name is Doctor Schwarmanlanzan." Schwoz introduced himself, picking the weirdest name ever, but Henry went with it.

"Yeah. That. He's from the, uh---" Geez, all this thinking and lying was hard work and every time the boy tried to come up with something plausible, his mind just went blank, so it was a good thing that Charlotte was on hand to help.

"The Swellview County Health Department." She answered and since the Harts weren't too familiar with governmental doctors, it seemed to fool them.

"That's right. I'm sorry, but you must all be quarantined." The fake doctor told them with his hands on his hips and (y/n) could swear that he was exaggerating his accent, but maybe that was just from the sickness-induced haze covering her thoughts. Everything seemed so blurry and silly, like Ray, he felt so squishy underneath her...like a marshmallow...

"Quarantined?" Piper asked, flabbergasted. Being locked inside with her family for days on end? That sounded like her personal hell and she wanted no part in it.

"Yes. You see, little girl, that people get upset tum-tums sometimes they have--" Schwoz crouched in front of her and tried to be as nice as he could. The problem was, Piper was way past the stage where the cutesy baby talk worked on her and Schwoz's condescending tone really pissed her off.

"Will you quit talking to me like I'm an idiot?" She snapped, glaring at Schwoz and the way his stupid gas mask's antenna thing was nearly poking her in the eye. She didn't know who this moron was, but she didn't like him.

"It just means that we have to stay here, in this house until he says we're cured." Charlotte clarified in a much simple way, knowing that talking to Piper like she was a baby was a death wish.

"Yes, that's right." Schwoz nodded, accepting her response since the teen explained it much more clearly than he ever could.

"Okay, sorry, Doctor "Schwenklsen", but I'm not going to the doctor and I don't want to sit in this stupid house all day!" Piper exclaimed angrily, storming towards the door so she could leave and go out to have fun. She wouldn't make it far though...

"Piper!" Mrs Hart called after her daughter, fearing that she was going to cause something terrible by ignoring the doctor's orders (even if Schwoz wasn't a doctor, he knew what he was on about).

"I'm going to Glozella!" She shouted and reached for the door handle, ignoring her family's cries and attempts to stop her before she infected the whole city just for some festival. The little girl opened the door, fully ready to just waltz out into the world, but she gulped in fear as a wall of solid muscle and frowns stood in her path. Bork.

"I've decided to stay here." She told them all calmly, having slowly shut the door with a shaky hand when the sound of Bork's fearsome grunts and breaths sent shivers up her spine. She could go to Glozella another time.

"Okay, I don't mean any disrespect, but I just don't see why we can't go see our own doctor." Mrs Hart looked between Schwoz and Henry, believing that the man they'd been seeing for years would be able to treat them much better than some random guy from the Health Department.

"NO!" Schwoz shrieked, causing everyone to jump out of their skins at his booming voice, especially Ray and (y/n), who had been happy to just curl up on the armchair together and mope. "If you come into contact with the public, you could infect every person in Swellview!"

"Yeah, mom, we're contagious," Henry added, trying to highlight the gravity of the situation to his mother. Meanwhile, everyone had been so caught up in the argument, no one had noticed how Piper had lied about staying home and was sneaking around the back of the house to try and leave that way.

"We can't risk infecting other people." (y/n) groaned, tapping herself on the cheek to try and wake up. She had to stay awake and wait for the cure, it was their only hope and she wasn't about to let some dumb disease take her away from Ray without one hell of a fight.

"Hey...where'd that bratty little girl go?" Ray suddenly asked in a gravelly voice, his keen, superhero eye not being able to switch off even when his body needed every ounce of strength it could muster. He noticed everything, (apart from how his girlfriend secretly loved him for so many years, but whatever) and the lack of Piper's loud mouth stood out to him.

"Piper went out the back!" Henry exclaimed, seeing that the front door was wide open.

"We gotta stop her!" Charlotte cried, making her, Schwoz, Henry and his parents rush to the door as fast as they could, but the illness slowed them down and roused their coughs again. Ray couldn't even be bothered to move, he just rested his scorching forehead against his girl's neck and panted slowly to cope with the headache. They didn't need to worry though, Bork was a diligent guardian and not even Piper could slip past.

"Hey! Quit it! Put me down! You--You large man!" The girl screamed as Bork carried her back into the house over his shoulder. Piper kicked and thumped his back, but he didn't care and just plonked her down right where she started.

"Yes...I think you will all find escape quite impossible. See you soon!" Schwoz smiled sinisterly and then marched out of the house so he could get to work on a cure and leave them to their coughing fits. Yeah, that cure couldn't come soon enough.

As the hours progressed and Schwoz made some breakthroughs, conditions in the Hart House were deteriorating. Each infected person was feeling the cold, but no matter how many blankets they dug out of storage, their bodies couldn't find a method of keeping the right temperature. One minute they were freezing, the next, they were too hot, leaving them to moan and groan through the pain.

Ray in particular was struggling since he had no memory of how shit it feels to be sick. Whilst everyone else was content to just sit still and, fingers crossed, ride it out, he was crawling around on his stomach, praying that if he moved enough, his body would leave the disease behind.

He slithered into the kitchen, where Charlotte was sitting on a bar stool, Piper was at the table and (y/n) was slumped on the tiles with her back to the island. She was who he was aiming for and the one he hoped would take the pain away.

"Oh, god. Everything hurts...I'm so sick, sweet girl." He lamented, dropping his face into her lap and groaning into her sweater material. She wished she could make him feel better, even just a bit, but she was in the same boat and couldn't find the energy to move.

"I know, sweetheart, I know." She swallowed, limply resting her hand on his head as he used her soft tummy as a pillow, whining when the sharp throbbing in his head intensified.

"Char...Charlotte! Hey, Charlotte...look at my fingers." Henry piped up and raised his hands to show his friend, who screamed in terror when she saw that all four of his fingers were now green, leaving only his thumb to go before death set in. Her noise caused the others to panic and Ray glanced up at his girlfriend with tears in his eyes when he saw how broken and scared she looked. This wasn't how she had envisioned the end to be.

"Where's my sweet, smiley girl? Huh?" He breathed out, brushing his fingertips across her cheek in an attempt to cheer her up. Even if every minuscule twitch hurt like a bitch, he do it ten times over if it gave her even the slightest bit of comfort and that's what he wanted, her to be looked after.

"Right here---with you." She croaked, coughing between words as she rested her palm over his. At least one thing was staying true, they were together until the end, even if that end was devastatingly premature. Henry could just about hear them from his place on the couch and he reached into his pocket for his phone, so he could call the one person trying to help them.

"Hello?" He spoke softly, cringing at Schwoz's stupidly enthusiastic, chirpy voice. The news was good, the cure was almost ready, but time was running out. "Just please hurry." The boy begged, feeling his body go numb as his cell slipped through his green fingers. This wasn't good.

So, everyone was dying. Plain and simple. Charlotte and Piper had stumbled out of the kitchen and had both collapsed in the living room, leaving them to cough weakly on the carpet. Each breath was more difficult than the last and the room was becoming dark like someone was turning the lights down on the vision, but Ray, let's just say that he wasn't quite ready to die yet.

In a last-minute attempt to find some pleasure or comfort or hell, just some hope, he yanked open the refrigerator and began to comb through the leftovers, condiments and snacks until he found something he could nibble on. It was a tub of something, and despite knowing eating would just waste valuable energy, he was gonna chow down anyway.

"Ray, Ray...Ray." Henry mumbled as he saw him trying to take the damn lid off and with every piece of strong will he had left, rolled off the couch and stumbled into the kitchen, nearly tripping over (y/n) as she laid across the kitchen tiles, hoping the cold smoothness would cool down her fever. She was whispering something he couldn't quite pick up on, but he guessed it was something to do with Ray and how reckless he was being.

"Shut up." The superhero snapped feebly, wanting to dull the pain in his body, heart and mind with food, even if it would probably finish him off. He was watching his precious girlfriend die, for god's sake, why wasn't he allowed to numb the ache that sight was causing him?

"Listen, you can't eat that. You're too sick." Henry tried to tell him, but he had no idea about the heartbreak his boss was experiencing and his words were empty.

"But it hurts so bad, kid. I can't--" Ray replied, but stopped when he realised his words were slurring and his lips could barely move. "Hey...hey, what's wrong with my mouth?! What's wrong with my mouth?!"

"Raymond, listen to me...listen to me." (y/n) strained as she suddenly sprung up from the floor and leaned all of her weight onto the counter, staring at Ray with tired eyes as she tried to get her stupid brain to explain the facts. "Schwoz said, one of the final symptoms of this fucking disease is lockjaw."

"Rrockraw?!" Ray exclaimed as he bent over the island to clasp her jade knuckles. He'd heard of the condition and thought it was only found in...questionable circumstances.

"No, lock...jaw." Henry corrected, thinking his boss had said something completely different. He even used a lock to demonstrate what the young woman meant, although where he got it from she had no idea.

"I said lockjaw! That's what I said!" He whined, trying to get his mouth to move, but the paralysis was impossible to overcome. He could just about move his tongue to speak, but his entire lower face was quickly freezing up.

"Right, whatever. It's why you can't open your mouth." (y/n) sighed, watching with disdain as he tried to prise open the Tupperware box again to no avail.

"But I'm so hungry, sweet girl," Ray complained, trying not to show her how he was on the verge of losing it because he was on the verge of losing her. For the first time in his life, he was truly powerless and just when he had found happiness it was being cruelly snatched away from him.

"Well, you can't eat anything if you can't get your mouth open, doofus." She replied as Henry collapsed against the counter and succumbed to the pull of haze of the disease. Just sleep, that's what he needed, sleep...

"Yes, I can! I can! I'm special!" He told her with immature defiance and once he finally opened the box of what looked like chicken drumsticks, he picked one up and tried to shove it into his mouth.

"You have these things called teeth and if your jaw doesn't move then neither do they, so please, put the chicken---down!" (y/n) weakly grabbed his wrist and tried to pull his hand away from his mouth as he attempted to force the food through his gums somehow. It was desperation at its finest and he gave up when he saw a glimpse of how he was upsetting her. He ditched the drumstick and fell into her arms, sobbing quietly into her neck as he let all of his emotions come flooding out.

"I don't want to lose you...I love you--I love you so much." He hiccuped into her hair, not caring about seeming weak or dramatic because no one cared or was listening, and because it was true. So very heartbreakingly true.

"I love you too and I'm glad that, even if it was just for a little while, I got to say that to you every day 'cause...you've always been the guy I wanted to marry and have a future with. You were the one who was there and I'll love you, always." (y/n) whimpered, cradling him to her chest when he sobbed even harder upon hearing her confession just as the green tinge started to envelop their thumbs.

This was it; no wedding, no honeymoon, no children, no growing old together. Everything was coming to a close.

Just as all hope seemed lost, there was a knock at the door and an angel in the shape of Schwoz of all people could be seen through the glass panels. Holy shit, the cure had arrived and was just in the nick of time.

"Hello! How's everyone doing?" He asked them chirpily, ignoring how they were crying/dying and how they all groaned a response. You couldn't fault his bedside manner, his enthusiasm was unbreakable, just mildly irritating.

"Great... No, look, everyone. I brought the cure. See it's right--" Everyone perked up as Schwoz showed them seven vials of purple liquid, their salvation. It was a glimmer of hope, which was shredded when Schwoz the Klutz tripped and dropped them, the vials shattering on impact.

"No! The cure is ruined!" Schwoz cried as his patients began to cry at the prospect of certain doom. Ray pushed forward and tried to lick up what he could, but it was no use; they were as good as dead. Or were they?

Just as they started crying, he began to chuckle, making them all look at him in confusion. Was death funny to him? No, not really, Schwoz was just a prick. A huge prick.

"Stop that. I was kidding!" He cackled as Ray stopped dipping his fingers in the mixture and looked at him with an incredulous expression. He was what now?

"What the butt?!" The superhero spluttered as best he could without moving his mouth, but even his meanest glare couldn't dampen Schwoz's high spirits. He was a prankster through and through, even if his friends were about to croak it.

"I got you all so good!" He giggled, making (y/n) stumble across the room weakly, intent on strangling him. Her body was saying no, it couldn't do this, but she wanted to wipe that smug smirk that she knew was lying under his gas mask off his face.

"And I'm gonna get you so good, come here! Little bastard!" She snapped, reaching for his scrawny neck with anger in her eyes, ready to make him pay for hurting them so cruelly, but Ray caught her waist before she could lay a green finger on him. She could kill him later, first, they needed to get their strength back.

"See? Here's the real cure." Schwoz pulled out another rack of tubes and this time, he wasn't joking around.

They each scrambled for a vial, Ray being the first to yank one free, a move that looked utterly selfish until he gave it to (y/n),so he could ensure that she could drink it in time. He grabbed another and the couple collapsed onto the floor, swiftly unscrewing the cap before it was too late.

"Yah, yah. Drink it down and your disease will go bye-bye!" Schwoz instructed and grinned as his friends gulped down the weird-tasting liquid greedily. It had a funny taste, sweet like strawberries yet sharp like lemons, with a spicy, metallic tang afterwards that made them cringe and gip.

"Now what happens?" Charlotte questioned breathily, feeling slightly disappointed that it didn't start working immediately. What if it was all for nothing?

"Now, you might all start experiencing a bit of shaking and twitching, but it could take a few minutes--there it goes," Schwoz predicted perfectly and wandered off to go eat some of the leftover drumsticks on the kitchen island whilst everyone else started shaking violently. They couldn't control it and writhed around on the floor and couch until gradually, their muscles started to relax, leaving them with a burning question.

"Di--Did it work?" Piper stuttered, prompting them all to look down at their fingers, where a miracle was taking place. The greenness of their fingers drained away, leaving their flesh pink and perfectly normal, their strength returning as quickly as it went away.

"Sweet cheese, my fingers! They're greenless!" (y/n) gasped, lifting and hand and wiggling her digits to see how they were back to normal. Death could wait once again.

"I can move my jaw again!" Ray smiled. It felt so good to talk properly again because he had so much to say, but he could sum it up in three simple words.

"I love you," he whispered into his girl's ear, wrapping his arms around her waist so he could hug her gently to his chest. He wasn't going to let her go for the rest of the night and was determined to prove to her that she meant so much to him.

"Okay, mom or dad, which one of you's gonna drive me to Glozella?" Piper looked at her parents expectantly. She still had time to get there for the last few events and was gonna see them even if it killed her, much to her mother and father's exasperation.

"Wha--after all we've just been through?"

"Are you batty?"

"We are not driving you to Glozella." They told her sternly. All Mr and Mrs Hart wanted to do was crawl into bed and sleep for the next twelve hours, not drive halfway across the county for some dumb celebrity.

"Okay then. I'll drive myself." The little girl shrugged and whipped around to grab her dad's car keys from the mantlepiece above the fireplace before dashing off through the back door. Well, she was definitely determined.

"No, wait! Piper!" Mrs Hart cried as she and her husband chased after her, screaming about how she was too young to drive, how it was dangerous and how she would probably ruin their car with her terrible driving. Some things never change.

"Phew!... Crazy day, right?" Schwoz smiled nervously as the Man Cave team glared at him. He'd nearly killed them and he hadn't even offered an apology, what a jerk.

"Can I strangle him now?" (y/n) asked her boyfriend, gazing up at him with her best puppy-dog eyes, not that she needed them. Ray wanted Schwoz to learn his lesson and she could show him all she wanted.

"Go ahead, sweet girl. Let him have it." He smiled at her, watching as she stalked towards. the little man and grabbed him by the throat. Schwoz yelped from her strong grip as she began to roughly shake and lecture him about how inconsiderate and moronic he'd been.

"Do you think we should stop her?" Henry whispered to Charlotte as the young woman began to slap Schwoz's cheeks, making his head snap from side to side. It looked painful but it was also gratifying to see him suffer after they had teetered on the brink of death for several hours. Everything he endured was nothing compared to the agony caused by his stupid disease.

"Nah." The teen girl shook her. head, wanting to enjoy the show for a little longer. She stole a glance at Ray, wondering why he was being so quiet, only to roll her eyes when she saw how lovestruck he appeared as he stared at his girlfriend.

This wasn't the first time he just took a moment to admire her, whether it was fighting a criminal, watching her fix a machine or just seeing her laugh, he could never stop thinking about her. But this time was slightly different.

He remembered back to only twenty minutes beforehand when she spoke the sweetest words he'd ever heard and then about how he'd loved her for so long and through so much. This time when he thought about her, as she beat up a man half her size, he imagined how perfect she would look...

...with a ring on her finger.

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