#grew up with this man since I started watching wrestling

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♫ BEST TIME SHE’S EVER HAD! ♫

Dadsbestfriend!Toji & virginblack!reader

CAUTION ⚠️

This work contains: age gaps (reader is in college and toji is in late thirties), praise, sprinkle of degradation, sprinkle of exhibition, reader is a virgin but is not clueless about sex

NOTE: my first fic omg!! I literally wrote this in a day but I had this idea and I was so excited to get it out, pls enjoy 😉

toji was your dads best friend, they met about two and half years ago. he hadn’t known you long but he grew fond of you the more he saw you . the two of you officially met at you when you were 19 at a summer get together , and no, he never saw you as anyone but his best friends daughter until you were about more than 6 months in your sophomore year of college. you had started being more confident in yourself and knowing your worth. you were now 21.

moreover , the pair had really hit it off and ever since then toji has came to your house often, whether it’s game night or the superbowl he was always there . almost done with your second year of college you were home for spring break meaning you had to see this older man at least 2 times a week in your home, you weren’t uncomfortable with him, no, if anything you had a bit of a crush on the man.. he was taller than you by about a foot and a half and muscular, you knew he worked out but anytime you stood in front of him it felt like you were shrinking . you liked the thought of dating an older man and that has always been your type but unfortunately that was only fantasi because you have never dated anyone let alone kissed a boy . toji was always nice and respectful to you but keeping a sort of distance from you and that left you a little puzzled .

in toji’s head he kept his distance from you because he was attracted to his best friends only daughter and that made him feel like a horrible friend . he would have thoughts of you at night when he jerked off , imagining how tight your cunt would be and how sweet your moans would be from the stretch of his cock but he would shoo those thoughts away with a cough and try to distract himself whenever he thought about it .

back at your house there is a guest room where toji typically stayed in whenever it got too late. on a particularly hot day in the springtime , the wide window in the guest room faces the pool and chairs where you occasionally sun bathe in , with your little bikinis . wanting to get the full tan for your brown skin, you unhook your bra and lay your chest on the chair, back facing the sun while you listen to music. toji seeing this from a distance, got a glance at your breast before you rolled over making him fluster, he packs up the stuff he left from the night before and attempts to head out but for some reason he wanted to let you know he was leaving. not hearing toji coming from the back door from your headphones, toji walks over, you hear a mumbling and turn over, surprised to see tojis large figure standing over you, embarrassed you cover your breast and scramble to find your bikini top . toji turns his head to make you feel less embarrassed he goes .

“sorry-uh just wanted to tell you I was heading out, you could tell yer pops I’ll see him this weekend. goodbye.”

you find ur bra at the side of your chair and and nod while putting it on a rather quick and quiet “goodbye.” you feel heat on your cheeks and see him leave through the gates that lead to the driveway. you cover your face in your arms and decide you got enough of a tan and head back into your house .

putting that memory in the back of your mind, it was now the weekend, and your dad has decided to have a watch party of some wrestling show you heard your dad say where there would be booze and nachos with his best guy . your mother was having a girls trip and wouldn’t be back until sunday morning so naturally you stayed in your room with snacks while your dad and toji where in the living room. you stepped out in some shorts and a small top only to get some more food and drinks but you catch toji taking a glance at you, when the two of you lock eyes he waves at you, being polite you wave back and quickly break the eye contact with himm, you feel your cheeks burn again and rush up the stairs . toji watchches your ass bounce up the stairs and feels his dick twitch in his pants, he coughs and goes back to watching the fight going on the flat screen tv.

after a couple of hours around 1:30 am, your dad passes out on the couch leaving toji to clean up their little mess. whilst he cleans you creep down the stairs in the same little shorts that make your ass look so plump, with both of your hands busy with empty dishes, toji sees you struggling to hold it all at once and goes over to help you and grabs the dishes out your hands .

“oh thank you mr. fushiguro..” you say quietly but loud enough that he can hear . “oh no problem sweetheart, and please you know you can just call me toji” knowing he has told you to call him by his first name many times, you were too intimidated by him you slipped up. “ yea sorry mr.fush-toji” you say looking down .

he chuckles and tells you it was no problem , after a little awkward silence he ask a question “how has college life been going?” a little surprised that he is interested in your school life you answer “oh s’alright the work has been kicking my ass and i kind of have just been keeping to myself for a while but at least i get a break!” you say smiling, that action almost made him pounce on you right there but he kept his composure “ah that’s good, no boys then?” more than startled at the question you quickly say no “no no I haven’t dated anyone, not even in high school .” your try to cover with a laugh but toji still stuck on the subject “that’s unbelievable..i haven’t known you for too long but I can say truly say from the last 2 years, I’ve seen you grow into one of the most confident and beautiful women.. all the boys at your school should be waiting in line just to talk to you honestly . “ your mouth is left with a little “o” from the praise filled compliment that you just got from the older man, you stumble out a little “thank you” if you could blush your head would be as read as a tomato . but you notice toji getting closer

“im sorry kid, I think im gettin a little tipsy here but I have wanted to tell you that for a while ..and I’ve wanted to do this for ages”

he gently grabs the back of your head and kisses you passionately, never experienced something like this before, your eyes twitch . they are almost halfway closed and not knowing what do with your tongue or your hands, they just fall to the side of your body . and suddenly he lifts your two arms above him, resting them on his shoulders and picking you up by your ass, he places you on the island and his rough fingers grip your face as he kisses you. “breathe kid, juust like this, good job“ he shows you how to kiss him back and eventually you both get into a fluid flow . you mewl into his mouth “m-mph ha it feels good-so good” you manage to get out in between kisses “yeah it feels good sweetie? daddy making you feel good?” taken aback by the proclaimed nickname for himself but too into how good he’s making you feel with only his toungue you go a long with it “y-yes so good daddy..I think your getting me sticky down there..”

his cock hardens from the innocent comment but you both halt all movement when you hear a groan coming from the living room . your dad, intoxicated doesn’t seem to realize this inappropriate scene between his best friend and daughter in the dim lit kitchen, he stumbles while he walks upstairs to fall asleep on a more comfortable bed. you both look back at each other and giggle before giving each other little kiss pecks and suddenly he picks you up again to take you to your bedroom. when you arrive he sits on the bed first and then you on tojis lap, “I wanna make you feel even better how does that sound hmm? gonna let me make you feel good?” you nod fast and he grips your waist to make you fit between his thighs, “I can take these off right babydoll?” he asks and you say “yes” a little embarrassed by the position your in . he caresses your thighs while kissing your from the side and he takes both your short shorts and panties in his hand, he lifts your butt up a little to get your bottoms of and immediately has his hand on the inside of your thighs “has anyone ever touched this sweet cunt before me pretty girl? or just these little dainty fingers?” you flinch from his touch as he gets closer and closer to your bare pussy, “no only on my own, been saving myself for the right person ..” interested in this response “you’ve been saving for the right person huh, that’s a shame.. probably couldn’t cum right without daddy huh” gasping from the tension of his wandering fingers, you get impatient with how long its taking for him to touch the most needy part of you .

“ yes daddy, wanted you so bad..” you say grabbing his hand and leading it to your soaking wet cunt “ wan you t’make me come please!” toji suprised with this action, doesn’t think twice before he sticks his one thick finger in your tight hole, kissing you deeply he thrusts it in and out, with just his one finger that reminds you of when you are alone, trying to get off with just your fingers, this was a better and more full feeling. toji sees you loosen up and he adds his second finger witch fills you almost instantly, you mewl and squeal from the intense stretch your cunt currently feels . so toji takes his left hand, large and burly and places it over your mouth, not wanting to wake your dad from your loud moans .

“shh your doing so well taking my fingers for daddy..so good”

a particular movement from his hands causes you to twitch from his back and he calms you down “oh goood girl, so fuckin sweet f’me..go ahead and rub that pretty clit for me go ahead.” you automatically place your hands on your clit and start rubbing in a clockwise direction . with the help of tojis thick fingers you start to cum and cream around his fingers . you take your hands from your abused cunt and relax, not nearly as tired as you are when you pleasure yourself . thinking nothing of toji moving his hand from your mouth to your throat, you realize he hasn’t taken his fingers out your messy hole yet . he grips your throat gently and starts a fast pace of thrusting his fingers in out of your hole again, you gasp and try to grip the hand that’s making this rapid pace, you hear the embarrassing squelches of your wet cunt and stutter out

“mhph i already c-came toji please! mm-fuck slow down!”

toji wanting to set a clear boundary of who is in control, he corrects your choice of words, gripping your throat a little harder “watch your fucking mouth when your with me alright? im not one of your little friends, i dont wanna hear that word again . you hear me?”

you nod frantically “m’sorry daddy, won’t do it again i promise!”

“atta girl, that’s what I like to hear.”

a few more pumps of his fingers and you cum around his fingers once again, he pulls his fingers out your cunt making you shiver . taking the two fingers that were previously in your cunt and sticking it in his mouth . “fucking hell.. such a sweet pussy, you wanna taste of how good you are?”before you could answer he thrust his fingers in your mouth and you moan, a bitter but delightful taste .

tired from this whole late night romp you fall asleep in his arms, toji still hard from this ordeal, takes his cock from his boxer briefs and finishes all over your stomach, not feeling too bad about it because you fell asleep before you could even help him cum , toji heads to the bathroom to get a cloth to clean the inside of your thighs and stomach , when he finishes cleaning up , he leaves a kiss on your forehead and falls asleep next to you.

..in the morning you wake up before toji and remember everything that happened the night before feeling so happy and like a new woman . that happiness is interrupted when your father knocks on your door. panicking with the tall older man in your bed you yell “one second dad im dressing! I’ll be right out!!” you shake toji by his shoulders and he blinks awake rubbing his eyes. not seeing the concern in your eyes he wraps his arms around your waist . “ how did you sleep babydoll?”

not caring to answer “my dad is outside right now, go stand in my bathroom or something!!” immediately hearing that he rushes to the bathroom and you jump from your bed to answer the door . “did I hear someone in here?” he looks around but you tell him “no! I was just cleaning up yknow, I was in my room all night so I just kept myself busy with some crafts.” your dad falling for this lie, oblivious to the fact that his daughter was just fingered to sleep by his best friend. “ah okay, sorry about that honey. I’ll make sure to invite you next time! anyway we have to go pick up your mother from her trip so get dressed.” you go to say okay but your father adds on “oh by the way have you seen toji ? he wasn’t in the guest room and his car is still here.” shocked by the sudden mention of toji you blurt out “oh he is probably in the bathroom, I think i heard some noise when I woke up” your dad agrees to that idea and leaves you alone . closing the door you sigh and toji erupts from your bathroom “tsk your a very bad girl for lying to your father, what would he think of his daughter playing with with men in his own house hmm? crying for “daddy” and such?” you roll your eyes at the comment and toji steps closer to give you a deep kiss before he leaves . “ I really liked the “crafts” we did last night sweetheart, let’s do it again next weekend.” mortified from the teasing of your earlier conversation he leaves from your door and you hear him start his car .

to be continued..

[livfastdieyoung69]

We both need punk x reader x drew so im just sliding this in front of you and waving it aggressively

Punkinytre x reader where they fight for your attention and you just kinda live for it

MENAGE A TRIOS

(Cm Punk x Gn!Kinda bratty!Reader x Drew Mcintyre)

You had always been quite close to Drew ever since his return to the WWE. You had been in NXT together for a short amount of time, and you got to spend plenty of time with him. Drew was probably one of the sweetest men on the roster, especially when you both moved to the Smackdown roster and had to put up with many big egos. The way he looked after his comeback made him not only great to be around, but great to look at. He had always been on the more handsome side, but the filled-in beard, and improved and much bigger muscles made his babyface disappear, and goddamn did he look good. Considering your many years of…friendship, it was a little nerving to see him so out to get Jey Uso that he offered to help The Judgement Day during War Games. He knew your feelings about TJD, and sure, he apologized and said it was nothing but business but it was kinda out of character for him. Even more than your displacement for TJD, you were great friends with the entire other team.

Also that night, directly after Drew’s loss, which you had made your way to the Guerilla to comfort him for, TV static and guitar hit the speakers and a man you hadn’t seen for many years, walked through the curtains. A man you held very close to your heart, just as close as Drew. You had a pretty similar relationship with him too. Around the start of COVID, WWE hadn’t been doing so well and neither was your career. You’d gotten a couple of calls from a new wrestling company looking to make it big and took a chance. With that chance, your career grew massively, enough to eventually make a great return to WWE just six short months ago, and your relationships grew too. You were held to higher standards in the locker room and looked upon as wrestling loyalty. One of the men who helped you achieve that was the one who just made the arena shake, made the wrestling community break in damn half, the CM Punk.

As much as you wanted to run out into the arena, to grab ahold of Punk and hug Drew, tell him everything would be okay, you unfortunately had to stay back. You stood with a good part of the production crew, as well as HHH himself, the man who had brought you back, who watched you practically shake in your excitement as the main eventers started to pour into the room.

Drew was one of the first to stomp into the Guerrilla, angrily making his way towards you. As much as you wanted to give him the whole ‘I told you so!’ speech, he didn’t look up to it, so instead you settled for balancing on your tippy toes and hugging as close as you could reach around his armpits- two things about Drew had never changed since you met him. His kindness towards you, and his height, the man was a damn beanstalk.

“You’ll get em’ next time, D, you did great! I’m sure it was Dominik’s fault, anyway.” You rub his back, giving him a little pat while he breathes out a sad chuckle into your shoulder. Before you begin to try to pull away from him, you catch a glimpse of the curtain moving one final time, prying your eyes from Drew’s pouting face. You aren’t able to help the scream that leaves you as you practically push Drew off you.

“OhmyGod, Phil!” He watches you rush towards him with a glint in his eye and the same grin he always greeted you with, arms opening to hold you. “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming back!” You’re all but yelling into his ear, but he doesn’t seem to mind. He just laughs down at you, rubbing your back like you had done to Drew, who is now stomping his way to his dressing room and pouting even more.

“Couldn’t ruin the surprise now, could I?” The cheeky son of a bitch hadn’t told anyone but HHH, whom Phil had made it clear to that he was allowed to tell the whole roster except for you. Hunter just so happened to decide not to tell anyone. You’re just about climbing up him while he sways the two of you, stumbling away from the curtain entrance to get out of the way of the staff.

“I’m so glad you're back, Phil.” You muttered into his chest, covered by a new CM Punk Chicago flag shirt, just about in tears. “God, I missed you.”

His hand is placed on the back of your head, squeezing you tightly once last time with his other arm before pulling away an arm's length. He keeps his hands on your elbows, thumbs gently feathering across your skin. “I missed you too, Champ.” You didn’t even have a championship at the moment, but that was what he’d called you since your first meeting in AEW. You held the FTW Championship for most of your time with the company, passing it onto Hook when it was your time to leave in a brilliant FTW Rules Match after holding it for over two years.

Since the heartwarming (for you) return of Phil, things between you and Drew were…different. He huddled closer to you when showing you pictures of his adorable black cat Chaz, or grabbing you by the hip and dragging his fingertips up and down your side when he catches you in the hall. It's even worse when he spots you around Phil, which you usually are, he’ll wrap himself around you from behind and refuse to let go. Then again, Phil seemed to do the same thing around McIntyre. He had been touchy like that in AEW though, so you didn’t chalk it up to anything. But sometimes, you start to second guess if maybe you should chalk it to something.

Like the time you’d been waiting to get your hair fixed before your match with Phil in the chair next to you, scooched until you were maybe a foot apart. The two of you had been giggling at pictures of Larry when Drew stalked up behind you, kilt in one hand while dressed for the ring, bringing his other arm to rest just above your chest. You looked up from Phil's phone in surprise, feet pausing in their soft kicks against the bottom metal of the chair.

“Oh, hey, Drew.” You give him a grin while shutting your phone off and squeezing the warm muscles of his tricep. He gives you a warm smile through the mirror in return, scooching in closer and giving you a quick, barely touching kiss on the head.

“Hey, sweetheart. Have you seen Brittany?” He places his kilt, the blue one, on the arm of your chair. You shake your head, letting out a ‘nuhuh’.

“Why, what's the matter?” You ask, confusion and concern painting against your face as you turn to face him, his arm falling to your shoulder. Brittany was one of the few medical personnel that traveled with the roster, and the nicest one. Most people went to her if they had the choice. “You’re not feelin' good?” You stand from your chair and quickly circle it to place your hand on his forehead. Too worried about him, you didn’t notice the smug look he sent Punk or the snare he received. He takes your wrist and gently prys you from his forehead.

“Nothin’ for you to worry about, sweet thing. Just a bit of a headache, that's all.” Another thing about Drew, he had picked up a recent thing for nicknames. Like, really, really cute ones that usually have you battering your eyelashes, but you were too worried for that at the moment.

“Well, why didn’t you say something? C’mon, Brits busy, y’know I’ve always got some medicine in my bag.” You tugged him along with a quick reassurance to Phil that you’d be right back, once again missing the look Drew gave him over his shoulder.

Or the time you had been walking the halls towards catering with Drew, laughing so hard at something he had said it forced you to stop and wrap around his arm so you wouldn’t bend your knees. They’d been feeling a little sore and Brittany had suggested stretching and trying not to use them as much as you could. Drew had even offered to carry you to catering, but you wouldn’t let him. Maybe after your match. Anyways, you’re pressed against Drew who's looking down at you like the love-sick puppy he (and Phil) is, when you’re moment is interrupted.

“Hey, there you are, Champ!” Phil is jogging up from some random hallway that cuts through the one you were currently in. You slip from Drew's grasp as you look over at the sound of Phil’s echoing voice. You greet him with a warm smile and a short, warming hug. Phil was always warm, you could remember the first time you met- he pulled you into a friendly side-hug, radiating warmth physically and emotionally.

“You’ve been looking for me?” You ask him while Drew leans against the cold, white-painted brick wall behind the two of you. With your back to him, you couldn’t see him smoldering in his new spot.

“Well, I figured,” Punk starts, looking at you teasingly while he takes off his cotton zip-up jacket, printed with his iconic fists and the Chicago flag. “Knowing you, you’d dress for the outside weather and not the weather in here, of where we will be all day.” The arenas were always freezing, but you always forgot and instead dressed for whatever season it was, so, in turn, you were always freezing too. Phil throws his jacket around your shoulders and you’re quick to pull your arms through the sleeves.

“Ugh, you’re a lifesaver! I’ve been freezing all day, I keep putting off my warm-ups.” You rattle off as you hug it close to you, the fabric holding onto the remnant of his warmth.

“Anytime, babe.” That was a new one. You weren’t usually a fan of the term, but from him…it just fit, from him. “Hey, let me know when you decide to do those warm-ups, I’ll come and find you again, yeah?” You nod and bring him into another small hug while he gives your cheek a small kiss before saying goodbyes. Of course, you don’t notice this either, but Drew won’t stop staring at you bundled up in another man's, let alone Punks, clothes all night long.

Moments like those, really do make you look back and question everything. The jealous? glances anytime you’ve somehow obtained the others’ jacket, merch, or even just an ounce of the others' time. The names don’t help either. Neither do the kisses, and hugs, and constant, never-ending praise. Now that you thought about it, it couldn’t be more obvious that they both had a thing for you. But when you really stopped, and really thought, it was kinda great! I mean, C’mon! Two great, very handsome guys who were constantly fighting for your attention and also a little fruity with each other? What could possibly be better? Even with your new revolutionary thought, sometimes you still doubted yourself.

Until the one day, when about half of the roster was stuck in the airport in a delay, and to make it worse, it was pretty late and the airport was tiny. All the stores and restaraunts were closed, and you weren’t allowed to leave cause there was no way back in. You’d been stuck in the terrible, flimsy chairs, freezing your ass off for atleast half an hour. Just like the arenas, you always forget to dress for airport weather. You’d been sitting with Naomi and her husband Jimmy, who Jey was tagging along with. The trio could always make you laugh.

Drew had been the first to approach, plopping his duffel into the seat next to you, quick to notice you just about shivering in your spot, beginning to ruffle around in his bag for something you could wear. You’re attention had been on the twins and the never-ending jokes they send back and forth when the soft material draped over your shoulders, so you assumed it was Drew. The twins’, following in the footsteps of Naomi, laughter stops as they look over you before quickly looking away awkwardly as if they were intruding. The three’s actions confuse you, but Drew’s big hand gently peeling the jacket from you and replacing it with a different one does so even more.

You finally look behind you, finding Drew and Phil glaring at each other while this time Phil removes the jacket, replacing it with his again.

“I put it there first.”

“I got here first.”

Drew rebukes, reaching to take the hoodie off of you for a third time before you twist to face the both of them, Phil's hoodie falling from your back either way. Clearly, the whole fighting thing was working on a first come, first serve thing but it seemed to finally catch up. Even with you out of reach, the two continue in their bickering, Phil even rounding your chair to get in Drew's face.

Now, the whole fighting over you thing was great when you were benefiting from it. Now, you were freezing and they kept torturing you with an ounce of warmth and taking it away and they just kept arguing and getting louder through your attempts to stop them, there was no benefit to any of this at all. Jimmy and Naomi were whispering under their breath and Jey was pretending that something was important on his phone’s home screen. God, why did they even have to argue, couldn’t you just have two boyfriends? Who said you can’t have them both?….Actually, why couldn’t you?

“Hello??” You finally yell and stand, now between them, annoyed at being ignored. You pull Drew’s hoodie from his grasp and take Phils off the back of your chair. “It’s great that you both want me and everything, cause I totally want you too, so can’t we all just chill for a second?” You take your seat again, curling up while pulling Phil’s hoodie on and placing Drew’s over your lap considering Drews was bigger. Your The boys look down at you in confusion while you get comfy.

“Wha..wait, wait. Who are you talking to, you want me or Drew?” Phil speaks up first. You look back up at him, completely exasperated, so much so your face makes Naomi burst into laughter way louder than she meant (All three of them are trying too hard to keep it together).

“Both of you, dummy! Who said I couldn’t have the best of both worlds?” When no one speaks up, your hands wave around before falling back to your lap. “Exactly. And don’t pretend like ya’ll don't look at each other either, I’ve seen everything you do on TV.” They blush at your accusation, but before Drew tries to defend himself you speak up again, grabbing both of their hands. “Now, c’mere, I’m cold.” You tug them forward, each falling into the seats beside you.

You turn to lean into Punk's neverending heat, curling up against his heat while shoving your feet into Drew’s lap. Theres still tension in the two of them, along with the three across from you, but as time passes and silence washes over it seems like everyone realizes maybe they did have no reason to fight. Drew breaks the silence with a scoff, his hand running up and down the back of his leg.

“You’re a bit of a brat, eh?” He teases you, eyebrows raised with a grin.

“Oh, gets whatever they want, this one,” Phil responds before you can, the arm around you going up to gently slide under your chin. “Just now noticing?”

“Wow, alright. I see how it is. No excuse to fight each other so we’re taking it out on me now, huh? I get it-“ You raise your hands in fake defense, moving to get up from your seat but they both pull you back down with noises of denial. You fall into laughter, the boys quickly following shortly before silence returns for a moment. You turn away, looking at the screen to see if there's any new information on the delay.

“Think you’ll be able to put up with the both of us?” Punk mutters against your head. You scoff, your hand coming up to hold his as you search for your flight on the screen.

“You think this is amateur hours or somethin’? I’ve put up with the both of you for years, seems like no one else can handle one of you, let alone two.” Your sock-padded foot prods against Drew's thighs, his grip on your leg tightening for a second in response as he looks over at you fondly. He pulls your other hand out from under his jacket, putting it in his before placing a kiss on it.

“Seems like you’re stuck with us then, lover.” Drew speaks with an all-knowing smirk as you turn bashful (those damn nicknames and that damn accent, ugh!).

You respond with a muttering of ‘Guess So’, falling back against Phil after finding your plane and seeing nothing new. Figuring you’ll be there for a while you do your best to get comfy, and thanks to your boys, it's pretty easy. Even if you weren’t the most conventional…couple? group? and even if the other two acted like they wanted to rip each other's heads off, it worked, no matter what. In every universe, you worked, no matter what.

i hate the ending but i need this out its getting ridicolous and im not reading ts over AGAIN either way it isn’t as much as i thought it was i was just fr dragging my feet through this like i love it but i just dont wanna do anything

im sick :( i havent been productive in like weeks so i figured id finally do something while im finally at home and i have nothing else to do lol.

i miss my man jeffrey and in the time that ive been doing nothing my attraction to weird little freaks has started to dominate even more over like.. normal? people? girl idk im losing my mind someone give me freak(i went to a rob zombie concert oohhh i need that man so baddddd)

anyways…enjoy ig oh also i literally just looked up throuple cuz i was stuck on a title and that was the first thing that poppedup and it made me giggle so

[bless-my-demons]

Redamancy: Chapter Fifteen

Series Summary: What happens when your soulmate is a vampire that struggles to maintain a diet of trying not to kill you? Common sense says run for the hills, nothing is worth your life - but my heart is whispering why not, what’s there to lose?

Warnings: So much fucking angst, and ya know - cuss words.

Notes: Okay so this was the chapter that started it all, it’s the very first thing I wrote for this story and it just grew from there. I wanted something that rivaled when Edward left Bella minus the concerning leave her in a forest at night shit. Listen to Don’t Leave Me Now - Emelie Hollow if you want to really hurt after this chapter lol

Word Count: 2335

Series Masterlist

• September 13th, 2005 • Cullen Residence •

Reader

Numb.

It’s a weird feeling - the tingling in your fingers, the ringing in your ears, the copper tang from biting your tongue. I don’t think I’ve even blinked since… Well, since Alice removed me from the war path of her brother.

It was almost as if someone else was in my body, watching this train wreck of a birthday party.

Everything was fine. I was cozied up to Jasper, he was whispering kisses into my hair and rubbing mindless patterns on my back as he held me close. Warm, safe, content, protected.

Until I wasn’t.

Until Alice wrapped an arm around my waist after Bella opened the envelope from Esme and Carlisle. Next thing I knew, I was across the room and Bella had a paper cut.

Chaos was an understatement.

Jasper met my eyes, pitch black hunger showed back instead of the person I was familiar with and a cold shiver ran down my spine. Rose flashed in front of me, drawing his predatory gaze before it finally landed on Isabella. Edward, sensing the turn in Jasper’s attention, pushed Bella away to intercept his brother’s loss of control.

It all happened so quickly, my eyes could barely track what transpired.

Edward shoved Jasper across the room, right into the grand piano under the second floor landing, causing a gasp to rip from my throat. Bella was knocked into a table, colliding with glass that tore open her bicep. Carlilse was torn between helping Emmett restrain Jasper and staunching the blood flow from Bella’s larger cut. I started shaking, one hand covering my mouth and the other gripping Rose’s arm, Alice’s arm still around me and Rose standing before me protectively.

This has to be a nightmare. How did this turn so quickly?

Once Emmett wrestled his brother outside, the Cullen’s took their leave one by one, leaving Bella and I with Carlisle. Escorting Bella to his office to patch her arm up, I'm left alone in a room that looks like a bomb had been set off just moments ago. And it had, our fragile mortality just decimated what was supposed to be a night of celebration. After a few moments of spiraling out, I feel a hand on my elbow bring me back to the present - Esme.

“Dear, let me clean, I don’t want you to accidentally… C’mon.” She tells me in that light motherly tone, trying to be gentle and kind as she leads me away from the shattered glass covered rug.

I can’t accidentally cut myself, not if I want to be around Jasper.

Jasper.

“Where is he?” I ask in a daze.

“Sweetheart-“ but I interrupt her.

“I need to check on him, the others will… make sure I’m alright.” The words are acid in my mouth, it’s almost unfathomable to even doubt my safety in the presence of him.

Almost. And it breaks my heart.

“Garage.” She answers gently.

Jasper

I can’t breathe.

Not that vampires need oxygen, but I’m probably as close to getting a panic attack as one could get.

“Breathe man, everything is fine.” Emmett tries to reassure me, but it’s futile. I’m pacing back and forth in the driveway, while the rest of my adopted siblings watch from the garage.

“Everything is not fine.” Edward states, still as a statue from the corner.

“Dude, not fucking helping.” Rose fires back with a flash of teeth.

I continue my pacing, my fingers tugging on my blonde strands in an effort to ground myself and it’s doing nothing for my anxiety. What did I do? Is Bella alright? Is Y/n? I need to get a fucking grip on this hunger. A paper cut sending me into a spiral, you’ve got to be shitting me-

My internal monologue is interrupted by the door to the house opening from in the garage, the object of my thoughts emerging as if I summoned her.

“Y/n you can’t-“ Emmett starts, but she cuts him off, her eyes only on me.

“Alice, I’ll be fine, right?” She asks my sister without looking in her direction.

After a moment’s pause, “Yes, but-“

“No ‘but’s’, I need to speak with him alone. I trust him completely.” Stubborn and headstrong.

“We’ll be inside.” Alice acquiesces, to whom I’m not really sure.

Out of the corner of my eye I see Rosalie hesitate, protectiveness dripping from her, deliberate and aware that I could feel it. After a short nod from Y/n, she turns sharply to follow the rest of them inside. Odd, the one who abhors humans the most would feel the need to… protect one that’s threatened her way of life.

Before tonight I would’ve laughed, but now? Now I’m not so sure I even trust myself around her.

“Are you alright?” She asks me in the smallest voice I’ve ever heard from her, standing eight feet from where I pace but it might as well be the fucking Pacific Ocean.

I laugh, “Am I alright?” I repeat back to her.

“That was a stupid question, I was just-“

“I’m not fucking alright!” I explode, reaching the end of my sanity. I hear her suck in a breath and I immediately regret the tone in which I threw the words at her, but my thoughts keep flowing.

Reader

“I can’t do this! Not when it’s so easy for me to flip a switch and hurt you!” He exclaims desperately, eyes wild.

“What are you talking about? What do you mean you can’t do this?” I know he could feel the anguish pour out of me in droves at just the thought of what he’s implying. He wouldn’t actually leave over something so small, would he?

“You don’t fucking get it, darlin’... I have to go-I can’t do this, I won’t hurt you. Not if I can help it.” Turning away I stop him in his tracks.

“I love you.” The confession slips before I could reign it in. His back tenses before spinning around in a split second flash.

“Y/n-“ He gapes like a fish out of water, the look on his face is nothing but pure agony as he turns and disappears into the night.

Did he?

Did he just leave?

Even the forest is silent, like it’s waiting with bated breath for my next move.

How did this night start so wonderfully, then turn into this? My mind is empty and too full at the same time... And breathing? When did that become such a task? In and out - but how can I force air in when my heart is in my throat? My lips start to tingle, cheeks prickling painfully.

I close my eyes and shake my head like it’s some Magic 8 ball, trying for a different answer-a different outcome.

This can’t be, denial starts flooding in to try and put out this burning in my chest. There’s no way Jasper Hale just decided so quickly-so easily, to leave me.

There’s no way.

I love him.

That’s enough, right?

I must’ve been standing here for hours. Hours, days, months, years it’s felt like since I was staring into those gorgeous dark eyes filled with such self-hatred.

I jolt out of my thoughts when a pair of cold hands find my shoulders, I glance up to see Emmett’s concerned face. I feel as though the cold has seeped right through my skin, straight to the bone. It’s almost like I’m in this bubble. I see his mouth moving what seems to be a mile a minute, but the ringing in my ears drowns his words out.

Is this what that feels like? Shock? Focus Y/N, focus.

I feel a gentle shake from Emmett’s hold on my shoulders, “Are you alright? What are you doing standing in the driveway alone? Where’s Jasper?”

“He’s gone, Em.” I whisper, turning robotically to where I last saw him.

Emmett’s eyes widened, “He-he what?” I see him glance towards the woods that line the driveway, “I’ll find him and-”

“Emmett no, let him go. No one will change his mind, not right now anyways. Please,” I say a little quieter, “Don’t go.”

He envelopes me in a massive hug, “Never, Y/n/n.”

After a few moments and a small squeeze, he starts to lead me back inside to face the rest of the Cullens, where do I even begin to explain this mess to them?

Everyone gathered in the living room, silent after Emmett gave them a short explanation as to why we were missing a member while I stood next to him with my eyes glued to my shoes.

Looking around to see everyone’s reaction, I first notice a bandage wrapped around Bella’s bicep - Carlisle’s handiwork underneath, no doubt. Standing an awkward distance away from his girlfriend I notice Edward scarily still, no trace of emotion on his face which causes a shiver to snake down my spine. I turn, seeing Esme have what looks like a silent conversation with her husband through meaningful and pained expressions, I quickly look away knowing it’ll break my heart even more to watch the exchange. Rosalie walks over to take Emmett’s hand on his opposite side, his other still on my upper back - grounding me. Her face was a perfect depiction of concern directed at her mate, I couldn’t deal with that either, so I glanced at the last face in the room - Alice. Her features are torn and taught, like she’s searching the future and not liking what she’s seeing.

I feel like my life is just slipping from beyond my control, this has to be a horrible dream. It couldn’t have been more than an hour ago that I was standing right here, in this room, with Jasper’s arm draped around my waist, watching Bella descend those stairs.

I wonder a few steps beyond Emmett’s reach and stop, needing out of this house but not quite ready to be alone, I turn back around to my best friend and plead, “Em, take me home?”

Sparing a glance to his girlfriend who tilts her head in a nod of understanding, “Of course, let me grab the keys to the Jeep.”

It only takes a second with his speed to stand in front of me again, “Alright, let’s get out of here.”

I turn to Esme before I’m fully out the door, “Thank you for hosting the party tonight, it was lovely while it lasted.”

Her face scrunches in sadness, “Oh honey-“

“Goodnight everyone.” I say as Emmett steers me into the garage.

“Don’t do that, you don’t have to-“

“Have to what?” I cut him off as I shut the passenger door, the sound reverberating in the enclosed space.

“You don’t always have to spare everyone’s feelings at the expense of your own.” He climbs in himself and jams the keys in the ignition, the familiar rumble of his beloved machine filling the silence.

“It’s fine-everything is fine, this isn’t happening. It can’t be.”

“Y/n-“ He starts, but I cut him off as he activates the garage door and pulls out.

“No Em, it’s-I just can’t okay? I don’t know my head from my heart right now and I just need to hold myself together like this for just a little bit longer, alright? My sanity is dangling by a thread.” Running my fingers through my hair, I turn towards the passenger door to lean on it.

The rest of the ride is spent in silence. I know he wants to talk, to say the magic words that fix this widening hole in my heart that’s growing by the second, but he can’t. No words can fix this, nothing fixes this sudden loneliness that Jasper created the moment he decided this course of action in our situationship. So I stare out my window, trees flying by, the outside world a blur.

Pulling up in front of my house, I spy the porch light my mom must’ve left on for me, assuming I’d get home late. I hear the engine cut off and turn to my left, surely he isn’t going-

“I’m coming up.” His eyes set like he’s on a mission.

“Are you crazy? Hell no, I’m not about to let you sulk in the corner while I bawl my eyes out like some pathetic pity party!” Throwing my hands up.

“Listen, Y/n-“

“Besides, your Jeep in the driveway is going to look suspicious! Even if you park it down the street, my mom is familiar with it.” I try to reason with him.

“But-” Emmett continues to try and sway me.

“Em, I’ll be fine,” I whine, “I know you’re worried, I’ll have my phone and I’ll text you tomorrow. This isn’t your responsibility to fix, I just think I need to be alone right now.”

He lets loose a deep sigh, “I’m just worried about you is all.”

“I know, I’m sorry. You’re just looking out for me and I appreciate it.” I look back to my house, “Maybe come over in a day or two? When I’ve had some time to process it all?”

“Of course, I’ll see if I can find this idiot and figure out where his head is at. Maybe beat him up for ditching my best friend in the dark.” He shoots me a playful grin, trying to lighten the mood.

“Emmett...” My eyebrows push together, his thoughtfulness constricting my throat.

“Go to bed, call me if you need to talk or whatever, everything will be fine.” He pats my leg in reassurance.

I climbed out of his massive Jeep and shut the door. Glancing behind me as I walk away, he gives me his signature lopsided smile as the engine turns over and he begins backing out of the drive.

Everything will be fine, yeah?

Yeah fucking right.

Who knew that was the last time I would see them, two weeks ago.

Everything was most definitely not fine.

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answering ASKSSSSS

featuring: headcanons, mspaint yonny, and more

check it out! ↓↓

UHH the timeline is already hard enough to follow for 4 it's a little messy... I imagine for the pom wraith AU, it's mostly the events of pikmin 4 with some extra bits tacked onto it (like Olimar encountering the plasm at some point on his lonesome).

WAHHH THANK YOU... heres some secret mod lore, yonny is the HARDEST motherfucker to draw for me. he was ever since i started drawing the rescue corps and he still is!!!!!!!!!!!! his stupid face is so HARD GRRUUAUUGGHH

THANK YOU!!! i have a few bernard drawings/doodles in the pipeline to post eventually

(ive done a few ask masterposts at this point so forgive me if i already answered this one) AHHHHH i mean pom DOES really like Olimar. he challenges her skills out on the field when she's trying to track him down as a leafling which she finds engaging, and she finds him quite charming from the logs she reads. after he's cured, he's nothing but kind and supportive.

i don't think she'd try to take off with him like the plasm, but she'd feel protective over him if something were to threaten him

WAUUGGHH THANK YOU!!!! putting my favorite fictional characters into an enclosure and watching them

THANK YOU!!! you get it, he's so wet and pathetic

YEAH i have more bernard incoming!!! he's so genuinely supportive and it kinda freaks pom out because she can't tell if he has ulterior motivations or not (he doesn't. he's just a really cool dude. they'll become besties💖)

i'll perform the summoning ritual for you anon

there he is. what a jolly fellow

THIS IS A REALLY GOOD QUESTION... i had to consult with my friends for a lengthy food discussion (big hearts to @cosmicocoffee who helped me with like literally all of them)

for Pom, she's a wraith, so she just likes interesting and strong tastes. she's very partial to sweet things, and she LOVES chocolate (because that's one of the first sweets she ever tasted). although, she also like really spicy things because it's a neat feeling. as for least favorite, uh... i mean, the girl will literally eat soap for fun. it's very rare for her to have a food item she despises. they DO exist though, she fucking hates raisins

Dingo likes MANLY food, like MEAT and RIBS. well, he mostly likes being seen eating it. he does have a fondness for sweet things and smoothies. the town he grew up in could get pretty cold, so he grew up eating quite a lot of hot meals like caldo de res (he's especially fond of soups made the way his mama used to make them). he also picks up a fondness for hot tea from growing up with yonny, but he always puts extra honey in his cups. dingo HATES some foods though, especially sushi. the last time he tried to impress people by eating sushi, Dingo was hunched over outside the restaurant with Yonny rubbing his back...

shepherd! likes coffee. @soupvnova said she'd go to starbucks (spacebucks?) often to get the pup cup for oatchi which is very good. she has the healthiest diet out of all of them with routine exercise, protein shakes, lots of fruits and shit. she does have a weakness and a bit of a sweet tooth though, especially for cake. it hardly puts a dent in her diet though given her metabolism, she's a very built captain. she's not a fan of steamed vegetables... too squishy for her.

while talking about shepherd it is imperative to share that Oatchi will eat ANYTHING. if something hits the ground it is in his mouth immediately, shepherd has had to wrestle him to get space dog-unsafe food outta there before. although she will also constantly sneak him stuff from the dinner table

collin's fun because he enjoys eating healthy, he's a fan of fresh spring salads and stuff like pineapples and watermelon, but he also has to live off of a lot of processed/vending machine food because the man pulls all nighters frequently. he's also prone to stress eating... you can find him demolishing a watermelon and he's just. covered with seeds. he likes crunchy foods and seeds-- he's very hamstercore. he comes to Despise instant noodles because of how often he has to rely on them for food in the dead of night

fucking uhhh yonny, he likes foods that pair well with reading, he has pretty "mature" tastes and enjoys tea, maybe a glass of wine if he's feeling it. he often gets tunnel vision with his work and will neglect to eat, and as their doctor he'll have to set reminders on his phone to go have a meal so he doesn't fall ill. i can imagine he's not too into sugary things...

we already know bernard has some very expensive tastes, but he might just struggle with some textures or tastes in food. like, he enjoys pizza, this man is just a very picky eater... i can see him having tastes all over the board though. also he's protective over his stuff, he cared more about dingo eating his pizza than abandoning him

russ. uh... russ. yeah

olimar and louie are not part of the rescue corps, but i could see olimar joining (and louie following) sometime after the events of 4! he'd get a much better benefits package... he'd be good at providing logistical support for rangers out on the field, although his achy back would probably keep him off the field himself

AHH THANK YOU!! i have written some things but i don't have anything published -- to be honest, i'm not much of a fic writer. most of my writing is mostly just me talking through ideas/stories/cool character moments with friends, which is not a very shareable format unfortunately💔

i will say, talking about ideas with buddies gives me a shit load of ideas/motivation for drawing, and a lot of the stuff i've posted probably had that as an origin

THANK YOU!! and yeah of course that's fine! every artist is a collection of inspirations, and i'm no exception. my style comes from studying what i like in art and media (made by other people). i'm honored you find me as an inspiration💖

AUGH AUGH THANK YOU!!! i appreciate the anatomically correct hearts 💖💖

YEAHH i have designs that i've been meaning to flesh out but i'm lazy... i've been sitting on a dingo and yonny wraith design for like a month now, i should just bite the bullet and post them as-is if i ever want to share them... oh well! it's all for fun, i'm not gonna stress about it looking good

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thank you for reading this far!! and thank you all for the asks, i will continue to slowly get through them...

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You’re On Your Own, Kid  ❪ Roman Reigns ❫

PAIRINGS: Roman Reigns x F!Reader

FEATURING: Roman Reigns, Y/n, other wrestlers, Jey Uso, Jimmy Uso.

SYNOPSIS: Y/n comes back after being away from an injury to find out everything has changed, that he has changed.

WARNINGS: angst, anxiety, typical Roman behaviour, he is kind of an asshole, prob crap, errors I missed.

— AUTHORS NOTE: I'M BACK!!!. I hope you like it! [repost because tumblr is a being a jerk again!]

— DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT give consent/permission for my work to be copied and pasted on other platforms. However, I highly encourage feedback, likes, reblogs, and comments.

Y/n let out a deep sigh as she parked her car in the arena car parking lot. Nerves started to get the best of her, as she put her car into park, then put the handbrake up. Turning the key in the ignition. Turning the car off.

Though she made no effort to get out of the car. Her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly. She breathed in and out. Trying to calm her nerves. She hadn’t kept in touch with the rest of the shield. She knew Dean left the same time she sustained an injury. Though the shield was broken up before she left. She just wasn’t sure where Roman and Seth stood with each other. She didn’t watch wwe after she left, she wanted to focus on her recovery. Plus, watching wrestling only made her heart hurt more that she was injured and couldn’t wrestle. She wasn’t sure how they would react to her coming back. In her mind, she hoped they could reform The Shield again. Sure, it would be hard, but they were the best faction in wwe.

She took a deep breath in and out, before collecting herself. She took the keys out of the ignition and took her seatbelt off. Then grabbed her gym bag. Her shaky hand grabbed the car door handle, opening the car door. She got out of the car. Shutting the door. Her heart hammering faster. Her palms were clammy. She locked her car. She started to walk to the stadium. Her anxiety only grew more with every step.

No matter how many times she breathed in and out, nothing could settle her anxiety.

She made her way to the back door, showing her pass, and the stadium worker let her in. Her breathing got heavier as she made her way in. Gripping the bag strap tightly.

She wanted to find either Seth or Roman, but she got stopped by other co-workers and wrestlers, hugging her tightly and asking her how she is. Telling her it was great to have her back. Though none of them told her about Roman, how he changed. Maybe they didn’t want to see her hurt expression.

Though she appreciated how much they welcomed her back, she wanted to see Seth and Roman. She made her way down a hall. Stopping as she heard her name being called out from behind her. She turned around to see The Usos.

“Y/n/n,” Jey and Jimmy both spoke excitedly. Well shouted. She smiled happily at them.

“It is you,” Jey spoke. Both Jey and Jimmy rushed over to her.

“And I thought it was just rumors,” Jimmy spoke.

Jey and Jimmy hugged her tightly both at once.

“Hey guys,” Y/n spoke. Though her voice was muffled. Neither Jey nor Jimmy let her go.

“We missed you,” Jimmy spoke.

“It hasn’t been the same since you left, you brightened up the room,” Jey spoke.

“How have you been?” Jimmy asked, before she could even reply another voice spoke. It was him, one of the guys she was looking for. But this time it seemed different. It was colder and more distant, it held authority, it was nothing like the voice she heard before she left.

“What are you two doing? Don’t you have a match to get ready for?” Roman snapped.

She felt Jimmy and Jey’s bodies stiffen before they let go of her. Looking behind y/n to see Roman.

Y/n turned to look at Roman. He looked different. His hair was in a neat man bun, he had a beard, and he looked colder. If looks could kill, she would be dead. He looked at his cousins with a cold hard expression. She gulped.

“Yes, tribal chief,” Jey mumbled.

Jimmy gave him a tight-lipped smile. Jey and Jimmy bid you farewell before leaving. Roman finally directed his action to you. His gaze softened a bit before it hardened.

“Hey ro,” She gasped out.

“Hey, y/n/n,” Roman spoke in a soft tone, she smiled slightly. She quickly outstretched her arms and quickly walked to Roman. Wrapping her arms around his body. Resting her head against his chest. It felt nice. Roman hugged her awkwardly. Making her feel a little insecure. She pulled away. Taking a step back.

“You…seem…different,” She spoke. Fiddling with her fingers nervously.

Roman seemed to go back to his cold hard demeanor.

“Things have changed, y/n/n, I’m not the same men you once knew,” Roman spoke.

“I moved on from The Shield, I’m in the bloodline now, and I am the tribal chief, just because you are back that doesn’t mean I’m going to be in a fraction with you, I’m already in one of the best ones of this company, I don’t need you,” He spoke again.

She looked at him with a hurt expression.

“You are on your own, kid, but you have potential, you don’t need me to succeed, I know you are talented, but if you ever need advice, I am here for you,” Roman spoke. He smiled at her, though it seemed forced.

“Come here,” He spoke. Hugging her, though it seemed cold. Her hands were hovering over his sides, her body slightly shaking. The hug didn’t last long before he pulled away.

He said something else, but she couldn’t hear him. All she could hear was white noise. He gave her another fake smile before walking away from her, leaving her devasted. Tears stinging her eyes at how her friend could be so cruel…

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[sunbeamah]

Can I ask your top 10 fav fics ever (from any fandom, if you don't mind)?

Also, just curious, is there a story behind your name "sunbeamah "?

OF COURSE!!! I'M SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO GET BACK TO YOU D:

I currently have 999 bookmarksgdfjh so this is gonna take a moment. And I've also been in many, many fandoms over the years, so please forgive me!

As for my name— there's only a little story!

One of my (many, lol) names mean 'sunrise', and one of my nicknames is Mah (that's the shorter version tho). Sunrisemah was a little strange imo, and Sunraymah reminds me of my Aunty's name, so Sunbeamah it was! It rolled off the tongue a little nicer too, I thought!

When I first made this account I would sometimes get confused and accidentally type in sunbae mah haha. I was reading too many manhwa!

Below the cut, in no particular order, are some of my top favourite fics that came to mind!!

Nobamaki (JJK)— witches x mafia au, what a mix!!! Absolute genius, I need to re-read this fic, it's part of what got me into nobamaki and urged me to finish jjk season 1 last year. I love Nobara and how feisty she is, and how powerful Maki is. The power struggle and I really enjoy fics with magic, and this one has a really cool system mixed with cursed techniques! I've read heaps of Rigamaroler's works, they're so good

Dabihawks (BNHA)— I remember being on Tumblr the DAY the hotwings ship started. I can't remember the exact user who started it up, but I remember in the week following it just ramped right up. I hopped on the hotwings train immediately-- even though I was even worse at using Tumblr than I am now. These 2 are fics that I LOVE, they're tied! Both set in canonverse, top one is a soulmate au, angsty with a happy ending and reformation (SUCH good angst, sometimes when I cry I come back to read it). Second one is an au where Rei divorces Endeavour and Hawks is saved from the Commission, it's so good!! Juurensha is awesome

Zolu (One Piece)— THIS ONE GOES CRAZY!!! So the backstory is like one of those christmas movies where a woman (Sanji, ironically (jkjk)) with a high powered city job goes back to her snowy home village and reunites with a charming man she grew up with, a lost love if you will (Ace), falls in love and realises her relationship with boyfriend (Zoro) is going nowhere. And said boyfriend comes to surprise her, only to find she's moved on. WITH A TWIST! A zolu twist. I love their instant attraction, they're so funny in this fic. Very real of them. Background Frobin, too!!

Karonico (Runaways)— Does anyone remember runaways?? I loved Karolina and Nico when I watched it. I hadn't read any hades/persephone au's until this fic, and ever since I've always been reminded of this one. Love their relationship, Nico's gentleness shining through the walls she's built around herself, Karolina wanting to be with Nico no matter what. It's how I like their relationship, as two girls who have been through a lot and when they come out of hard times, they want to be holding each others' hands. Very sweet!!!! This fic made me want a relationship so bad when I was younger. I still remember the OCs this fic lowkey inspired, too.

Fraxus (Fairy Tail)-- university au where Laxus is a wrestler and Freed becomes the wrestling team's social media manager. It's so so good, I love their relationship and their raw attraction. All of Eryiss' fics are amazing, I binged every fraxus fic they ever posted while I was recovering from surgery earlier this year. So good, alleviated my pain 100x better than medication haha

Klance (Voltron)— ahh yes, my voltron phase. My dark past, if u will. Jk jk. I made on ao3 account just to bookmark this fic haha! It's been so long, but I have to give this fic its roses. Lost in space au, injuries, fighting, angst, getting together, the whole lot. It was amazing, changed my life, genuinely. Cw for past non-con in Lance's life.

Elhani / Teleanor (The Good Place)— I can't figure out which ship name I like better. This is the fifth fic I ever bookmarked, I read this instead of studying for an important test. It was absolutely worth it. I remember it took me hours to read 'cause I kept trying to picture every scene perfectly. And also because I'd stop to 'study' haha. Tahani and Eleanor struggle with their attraction to one another, and yet it's love at first sight (I LOVE love at first sight..).

Sasunaru (Naruto)— I have to admit something. I love omegaverse. I know it's not for everyone, but it's definitely for me. Usually I go for F!omega x F!omega (i have a nobamaki wip of this), M!alpha x M!beta, those dynamics are super fun to me. But this one is M!alpha x M!omega, which I also love of course.

Anyways, I loved this fic, read it all in one night and then re-read it the next day, and when the final chapter came out I reread it all again haha. I'm a Naruto glazer, every time I read a fic and Sasuke acts like he's doing Naruto a favour by dating him, I want to claw at him. He doesn't know how lucky he is! In this fic, Sasuke knows his place! Jk jk, but I really do love their all-encompassing love for and devotion to each other, and I think it's especially present here!

Viktuuri (YOI)— Another omegaverse! This is also royalty au, Viktor is a little dark here but not to Yuuri and that's what I'm all about loll. It also has mpreg. Anyways, the protectiveness and cold opulence is something I really enjoy, and whenever I feel terrible and don't want to write, I'll read this and feel comforted that, between me and him, at least one of us is having a good timejfbhdgk.

[mamirhodessxox]

Hey There Delilah pt 12

Cody Rhodes x Fem Reader!OC (Delilah Jones)

Storyline: Delilah was born and raised by the beach in L.A and grew up in a home where her parents expected her to go to Harvard & become a well known woman who marry’s a man who is a lawyer after high school. But that’s not what she wanted, She always wanted to own a boutique/flower shop & she did, once her parents discovered she wouldn’t attend college they left her to fend for herself but allowed her little sister Kinsley to visit or sleep over whenever, Her little sister always had an eye for WWE but Delilah never understood why but little did either of them know one of Delilah’s customers would become well acquainted. (Creds to @alyyaanna for helping me w the storyline)

Contents: Toxic parents, Angst, Fluff, Smut in later chapters, Based in May 2024, Alcohol, Violence, Corruption Kink, Size Kink, Daddy Kink, Crying Kink, Hand Kink, Praise Kink, Fingering, Smutty smut, Mentions of a Custody Battle.

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For most of April things went amazingly smooth, Cody won his first ever Wrestle Mania Championship, Kinsley had a girls soccer game and won with the graces of Mira, It was finally May, it was Kinsley’s last week of school and then the summer would start off with Cody & Delilah’s wedding.

Delilah sat in the principals office with Cody at her old girls only k-12 school she attended for the early years of elementary and middle school, This is where Kinsley was also attending, why are they at the principals office you may ask? “Mrs Jon-“ “Rhodes.” Cody coughed out and snickered when Lilah nudged his knee “Mrs Rhodes…I haven’t seen you since your graduation, I’m pleased to see you, as I know your little sister is attending this school I had high expectations of her given the fact she is related to you, but I suppose not..” Delilah raised a brow and turned to look at Cody but he placed a hand on her stomach “Lilah n-“ Delilah shook her head patting his shoulder as a way of telling him to let her say her peace “Who are you addressing right now? I’ll have you know Kinsley is a goddamn genius compared to half of the kids in this school. She has all A’s and a damn good soccer player so what the hell could she have done to be spoken about like this?” The principal sighed removing his glasses “Kinsley fought another student, she claims this girl has been bullying her and hit her first so she fought back but you know we don’t tolerate violence.”

“So why is she being punished and not the other girl bullying her?” Cody questioned with a confused expression “Well Sir, She uhm..Before she began fighting the little girl it was confirmed that she told her and I quote ‘I’m gonna RKO your pasty ass’ and you know we just can’t tolerate tha-“ Lilah snorted and covered her mouth followed by Cody as he cleared his throat “She’s a um..a big wrestling fan.” The room went silent & eventually Kinsley was requested to come into the office “That teaches her violence Mr Rhodes we suggest you control what she wat-“She’s doing perfectly fine thank you. She hasn’t ever been violent unless it comes to self defense & second off, You do realize the man you are addressing right now IS in wwe correct? She looks up to him & watches him 24/7 just to be his biggest supporter”Delilah chirped back in trying to keep herself calm for her & the baby’s health & decided to take the suspension papers that laid on the desk & sign away “Well maybe his career choice in life has taken an impact and influence on he-“

“Okay so she got in a fight with a bully..did you win?” Kinsley nodded while the principal glared “Mr Rhodes that is a very inappropriate question.” The blonde shrugged and looked over at his Fiancé who was busy signing off suspension papers “So what? She got bullied, whoever the little asshole was hit her first so she fought back. It’s called self defense, back in my day we handled conflict with beating the hell out of each other.” The principle let out a sigh while Delilah pushed the papers aside “Look we know Kinsley may have gotten viol-“ Cody interrupted “Kinsley is justified. And I know this is the same school Delilah went too which means I know someone who went here as well and boy does she have a large track record of being a pain in your guy’s ass”

The principle raised an eyebrow as he had a puzzled face expression before the doors opened making him quickly realize Cody & Delilah came with backup “I knew I’d see your old wrinkly ass again one day.” Mira spoke as she walked in with Randy before making Cody get up out of a seat so she could sit down while Kinsley just stood awkwardly “Look I can just take the suspen-“ Mira shot her a look “Let me handle it.” The elderly man stared at the 4 sitting in his office and shook his head “Ms Mirabella, This does not concern y-“ “It absolutely does. I don’t understand how you let a bully freely go back to class but your screwing over Kinsleys education by suspending her for SELF DEFENSE.”

“That is because she should have reported it to a tea-“ “Bullshit.” Delilah, Randy, Cody & Mira spoke in unison before Randy took the lead “Your going to suspend the one who has been bullying Kinsley & your going to do it immediately.” Delilah got involved again and spoke with a serious tone, Mira nodded in agreement and spoke up once mode “I would suggest this happens after we leave this nasty ass office otherwise I will key your car again like before & smash your windows in? Got it? Awesome, cool, Let’s go.”

Delilah smiled politely & gently scooted a sticky note to the older principle which showed to be a doodle of a middle finger that she made with all of the time she had while Mira and Randy come to Kinsley’s defense.

“I think we did really good in there what about you!” Cody held up a high-five in Mira’s direction making her glare “Get your hand away from my face before I end the chances of you having anymore children.” She spoke blandly before turning to Kinsley “Did you win?” The little girl stood in silence before nodding “Good girl. Maybe when we get you home you can beat Cody’s ass.” Delilah placed her hands against her stomach “Mira..n-” “Oh my god what he could teach her self defense or something and she can beat him up” Cody scratched his neck “I’d rather not get my ass beat by a child.” Mira grabbed a clump of dirt once they made it outside of the school “Nobody asked you.” She spoke before throwing the dirt at his head.

Cody signed and turned to Delilah & smiled at her as he admired her beauty until she walked closer towards him and swiped the dirt off of him & smiled “You’re gonna have to take a shower when we get back home.” He hummed in agreement “Are you gonna help me get washed up?” She smiled and kissed his cheek “Nope. I have bridal duties to take care of” he chuckled “Do these bridal duties include you going to target when I’m not paying attention so you could buy 10000 more baby clothes?” Mira turned around after speaking with Randy & watched the couple and smiled to herself as she saw the glimmer in Delilahs eyes everytime Cody brought up the word “baby”

Two days later they all agreed on having a bachelor & bachelorette party together instead of separately since they both wouldn’t function without each other. It was a small party at the flower & boutique shop, miraculously made her famous fruit crepes, Randy grilled some steak since the shop was still in front of the beach. Kinsley was running around with Seth playing tag, but Cody & Delilah snuck off walking around in the sand hand in hand “What’s on your mind love?” Cody blurted out after noticing her calm silence “just reminiscing” she smiled and stopped walking just to wrap herself around his embrace “Your just the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen” Cody grinned ear to ear before pulling her in for a kiss & mumbling against her lips “I have a surprise for you after our wedding” Delilah tilted her head and smiled “I don’t need any surprises marrying you is already enough”

May 10th 2018

Delilah and Mira were at an after party for their recent high-school graduation, Lilah had a few drinks along with Mira and the two partied for hours.

Throughout the night they would go up and dance or drink but now all they wanted to do was relax, so they did, they found a guest bedroom and sat talking about life and their parents

“What do you want your wedding to be like lils?”

Delilah smiled at the thought “Well, I always wanted my wedding held in a floral garden with a gazebo to get married in during the reception, I want a white dress with a corset top and the ends of the dress shades with a light pink with fake pink roses sewn into it and the veil that covers my face..the groom will choose whatever cake he wants, I want the wedding song for when I walk down the isle as Paris, Texas by Lana Del Rey, a-and I walk kinsley to be the flower girl and if they are well bonded I want my husband to have a dance with her..the colors need to be white and light shades of floral colors when it comes to decorations”

Mira smiled and knew Delilah was set and stone for this whenever she gets married

“I believe that whoever my husband is, God brought him to me, because I pray that when I find that man he & Kinsley will be two peas in a pod. What do you want for your wedding?”

Mira sat & thought before smiling to herself “I don’t know, I guess I never really thought about it, maybe something like a beach wedding, like tropical-ish, I would want the kiss to fall at a sunset type of thing after the vows, I want a white thin mermaid wedding dress with a slit on the side of my thigh, I’d want my cake to be vanilla but with some sort of fruity icing in the middles y’know?”

Delilah smiled and held her best-friend’s hand “I’ll make it happen Mira.”

3 Weeks Later, May 25th, Present time

Delilah stood in the dressing room staring at herself in the mirror as Mira helped tie the white floral print corset that was attached to the wedding dress that had the pink ombre at the bottom with pink roses sewn into it, Mira decided not to make it too tight, she smiled as she pulled her hair back a bit before placing the veil with pink roses that were also sewn in, Mira felt a tear drop onto her cheek as she saw her bestfriend in the full look

“Cody is a lucky man Delilah.” Mira spoke Lilah smiled and turned around to face her bestfriend that would be officiating the wedding between Cody & Delilah

“Thank You, Mira, for making my dreams come true and just being here for me, You’ve been my best-friend for so many years, because you’ve done so much for me I have a surprise for you later tonight, It’s my turn to make your dreams come true.” Delilah smiled along with Mira before pulling her in for a hug “You’re like my sister Delilah. Y’know I’d do anything for you.”

An hour later 30 minutes before the reception started Delilah pulled Randy in a private area to discuss his relationship with Mira.

“How long have you two been dating?” Randy sighed and shoved his hands in his pockets “since the cabin vacation, I-I really love Mira I just don’t know how to show i-“ “then learn Randy, she would drop everything to do anything for or with you and you know it”

Randy nodded and fiddled with something in his pocket “I want to uhm..Marry her lilah, I have the ring with me everyday but I’m just- I’m scared shitless.” Delilah smiled “I’m aware, I won’t tell you how I know but I will tell you how you’ll propose..”

Meanwhile Randy & Delilah plotted, Mira stood in Cody’s dressing room and helped him adjust the tie on his suit and do any double takes “Aside of me fuckin’ with you I just want to say you’re actually pretty cool, thank you for coming into Delilah & Kinsey’s life” Cody grinned and gave her a hug “Of course, Thank you for helping me with the proposal, the wedding, everything. You’re amazing Mira, I wouldn’t be getting married if it weren’t for your help.” The two smiled and hugged.

Once it was time Randy walked Delilah down the isle as the soft harmony of Paris, Texas by lana del ray surrounded everyone’s ears, kinsley followed behind her gently tossing flower petals as many butterflies flew through until Delilah & Cody were face to face as Mira spoke up

“Welcome family, friends and loved ones. We are gathered today to celebrate the union of Cody and Delilah, We are all here to support this commitment of love and to share the joy of one another and the love as they choose to spend their lives together. Cody and Delilah your marriage will be a lifelong promise to love, respect, trust and honor each other through the good, the bad and the unexpected. This union represents your commitment to support one another as individual beings but share your joys, sorrows, and dreams as one. Today, you gain an equal partner that will be your confidant, your defender and your motivator through all of your aspirations and goals. You will celebrate each accomplishment, provide peace through every setback and most importantly, give love in life’s both big and little moments. If you two have any vows to say please share them now.”

Cody cleared his throat as he gently held Delilah’s hand while he stared at her through the veil that covered her face, “Delilah, When i first met you in the flower shop something told me that I needed to keep visiting that shop, and after I got to know you more I then realized I needed you in my life, I knew immediately we would have a story to build together along with a future, I’m more than grateful that you & Kinsley were brought into my life. I love you to the moon and saturn.”

Delilah smiled ear to ear at his loving words before taking a deep breath “Cody when you met me I was in the most difficult place of my life, and so soon you were already willing to help me and guide me through every curve and bump on the road but You have been so impactful for Kinsley & I, you showed me that love is the most magical thing in the world, You treat Kinsley as if she was yours & you give her a safe place to express herself, after weeks of talking I just knew you would be my husband one day, And I am so grateful to say that my dream came true & I get to call myself your wife today.”

Mira smiled as she wiped the tears off her face “Cody I now ask that you repeat after me, I Cody take you Delilah as you are, I promise from this day forward to love and treasure you for the rest of my life, to be your rock when things get tough, to be your number one fan in all of your accomplishments, to be grateful for all that you are and for choosing to spend the rest of your journey with me, to be patient and kind, to build a safe and loving home with you, to fill your days with laughter, to inspire you to pursue your dreams, to be faithful, to grow old with you and live a fulfilled life. This I promise you.

Cody grinned and tightened his Grip on her hands “I Cody take you Delilah as you are, I promise from this day forward to love and treasure you for the rest of my life, to be your rock when things get tough, to be your number one fan in all of your accomplishments, to be grateful for all that you are and for choosing to spend the rest of your journey with me, to be patient and kind, to build a safe and loving home with you, to fill your days with laughter, to inspire you to pursue your dreams, to be faithful, to grow old with you and live a fulfilled life. This I promise you.”

“Delilah, please repeat after me.”

Mira repeated the speech as she turned towards her head towards Delilah “I Delilah take you Cody as you are, I promise from this day forward to love and treasure you for the rest of my life, to be your rock when things get tough, to be your number one fan in all of your accomplishments, to be grateful for all that you are and for choosing to spend the rest of your journey with me, to be patient and kind, to build a safe and loving home with you, to fill your days with laughter, to inspire you to pursue your dreams, to be faithful, to grow old with you and live a fulfilled life. This I promise you.”

Delilah smiled widely as soft tears drifted down her cheeks while Cody caressed her hand with his thumb

“I Delilah take you Cody as you are, I promise from this day forward to love and treasure you for the rest of my life, to be your rock when things get tough, to be your number one fan in all of your accomplishments, to be grateful for all that you are and for choosing to spend the rest of your journey with me, to be patient and kind, to build a safe and loving home with you, to fill your days with laughter, to inspire you to pursue your dreams, to be faithful, to grow old with you and live a fulfilled life. This I promise you.”

Mira sighed out in relief and nodded her head as Seth pulled out the wedding rings and handed them too her

Cosy take this ring and place it on Delilah’s finger. Repeat after me:

Delilah I give you this ring as a symbol of the promise I made to you today.”

Cody repeated Mira’s words to delilah and as he placed the ring on her finger he pressed a soft kiss against the ring as Delilah repeated after Mira and placed the ring on his finger.

“Having pledged your love and promise to one another today in front of all of your friends and family and by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride.”

Cody immediately pushed the vail over Delilah’s face and pulled her in by the waist as he pressed his lips against hers and stroked her lower back before she pulled away to hold the side of his face as the two let out a cry of happiness

“Congratulations! Friends and family, it is my honor to introduce to you: Mr. and Mrs. Rhodes”

Later that night everyone attended the after party, Delilah gathered everyone around as she spun around to throw the bouquet, the ladies stepped aside as Mira quickly caught it while Cody tosses a small black box towards Randy

Everyone cheered for Mira as she laughed a hit and held the flowers and while she spun around she stopped immediately as she noticed Randy infront of her on his knees holding a small black box revealing a beautiful saphire blue ring “Mira I know that at times I can be a total dick & I know that we tend to bicker a lot but, I love you more than one could imagine babygirl & I want to thank you for showing me your love, your care & your loyalty, Your a drop dead gorgeous woman & you are so charismatic and funny and I love you so fucking much for being the person you are” Mira covered her mouth as she let out a small cry followed with a smile on her face “After months of being with You I slowly realized you were the one I’ll he marrying one day so I ask you now..Will you give me the privilege of making me your husband?” She let out a rushed out “Yes!” Before putting the ring on and hugging him tightly as she pressed kisses all over His face, Cody & Delilah smiled together as they watched the couple infront of them celebrate each other.

Moments later He & Delilah cut the cake & revealed the pregnancy & shared a slow dance together, Delilah eventually pulled Kinsley on the floor as she shared a dance with him & just had fun bouncing around.

Seth approached Delilah from the side lines of the dance floor “Congratulations Delilah, I’m happy for the both of you.” She smiled and pulled him in for a hug “Thank you seth, That means a lot to me.”

For last 30 minutes Delilah & Mira danced with each other, Jey shared his excitement on being an uncle to the baby. Cody admired his wife

Many hours into the party Delilah stood on a balcony as she admired the flowers and sunset before realizing Cody was approaching her with a smile “Hi gorgeous.” She hummed softly and wrapped her arms around him as the wind caused her dress to start flowing “Hi handsome” Cody smiled as his fingers dragged through her subtle curls before pressing a kiss against her lips and holding her close.

“I love you to the moon and beyond Delilah.”

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[katsuma6]

I'm not sure if I'm doing this right, cause Idk how Tumblr fully works 😂

But I'm sending a request as per your last post ☺ At first I didn't know what scenarios to request, but then I remembered I'm a single Mum and has been into Grimmjow since I was in my earlys 20s 🤣

How about Grimmjow becoming a new parent (and I'm sure he'd be a derp but also love the kid and be protective) but also misses spicy moments with the reader 🫣🥹

Thank you in advance and I love A New Life - I hope you update soon too 🤗 Stay safe & well

Eeek I love the thought of this.

One thing about Grimmjow, he craves attention and lots of it but, being a mother takes a lot of your time.

Grimmjow knew that. He knows your child will always come first. He wasn't sure how he would do with being a step-dad considering he's never been around kids.

At first he just watched. He loved sitting beside you listening to you read a bedtime story or making a special birthday cake.

Eventually your child opened up and grew closer to Grimm. They would cling to his bicep as he lifted them off the ground. He would "sword fight" with sticks from the yard. Grimmjow would also love to wrestle with your kid and accidentally get carried away.

He would panic and try and bribe them with candy or a toy to stop them from crying.

But if anyone else were to hurt your child oh my.

"Grimmjow, you can't fight a child."

You testified while mopping the kitchen floor.

"He's just a bully. Karma will catch up eventually."

Grimmjow rolled his eyes while grumbling.

Nobody hurts his baby.

He loves your child as if it were his own and he would do absolutely anything in the world for them.

Another thing about being a mom or a parent in general... you don't get much alone time if ya catch my drift.

You're kid wanted to play hide and seek. Grimmjow loved the idea because he's got a very dirty mind and he's going to take advantage of having you alone even if it's just for 30 seconds.

The two of you are cramped up in a closet.

Your child finally called out the famous words, "Ready or not here I come!" It sounded like they were all the way across the other side of the house.

Grimmjow placed his lips against your ear.

"Think we'll be here a while?"

You giggled while shushing him.

"Maybe if you're quiet."

Grimmjow had a wicked idea and he was going for it.

"I miss you." He whispered again. His hot breath sending shivers down your spine.

"Grimm I'm right here-"

Before you finished your sentence a hand slipped into the front of your pants causing a gasp to slip from your lips.

"No. I miss you."

Your breath hitched and you started to panic.

"We can't. We could get caught."

Grimmjow grazed your bottom lip with his thumb.

"I won't let them see anything. I can hear really well."

His finger now finding your special spot.

"Oh. I think you're excited."

You playfully scoffed and reached for his wrist.

It attempts to distract you he molded his lips into yours.

"C'mon, just let me. Please."

His desperate whispers caused you to melt and you were completely relaxed.

"Grimmjow~"

You whispered breathlessly as his fingers worked their magic.

"You feel so good. Just keep quiet for me, baby."

His words were sending you into overdrive. The heat began pooling into your body and you could feel the high coming.

But suddenly Grimmjow completely stopped what he was doing and before you could get a word out the door flung open.

"Found you!"

Your kid had the biggest, happiest grin on their face.

Grimmjow chuckled. "Great job."

You stomped out of the closet feeling disappointed. Your eyes met the cerulean orbs that make you weak at the needs.

A devious smile grew across his face.

"Wanna play again?"

Yes, being a mom takes a lot of your time and attention but, this man will always find ways to get what he wants. He misses you and he wants your affection.

He is respectful though. He loves you and he cares for you. If you genuinely don't want to do anything he will just cuddle you.

And believe it or not..

Grimmjow will play with your child all day by himself if it means you get a break.

Sure he might let your kid have ice cream for lunch but, it's the effort that counts.

"Hey brat, leave your mom alone."

He grumbles as you fold laundry with your kid at your feet begging for snacks.

"Let's get McDonald's."

Your kid leaped into his arms and happily went with Grimm to eat.

Later that evening you and Grimm were in the bedroom. You were laying in the bed while Grimmjow just got out of the shower.

He was drying his hair with a towel and he noticed you laying down.

"You okay baby?"

You smiled warmly staring at him.

"I'm okay."

Grimmjow tossed the towel down and claimed on top of you. The look in his eyes made you quiver.

"You're such a good mom. Want me to put another one in you?"

Your face grew bright red as you playfully smacked his chest and then his lips crashed into yours ending the night with a messing and hot makeout session.

[moondust-imagines]

Reunited (Hades!Christian x Persephone!Reader)

Hi! This is it, this was written over like 3 years so it might be a bit all over the place. Remember I always love your feedback 🥰🥰

Warnings: None really other than my slight lack of Greek mythology knowledge

He watched her from the tree line, shrouded in shadow. She knelt in the grass by the water surrounded by nymphs dancing around. There were flowers in her hair and an ethereal glow to her skin. The long silk of her skirts pooled perfectly on the grass. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes on.

She noticed a flower she had never seen before and was instantly intrigued. They were growing in a line as if they were trying to lead her. She followed them deep into the dark forest, far away from the nymphs. The flowers stopped at a large clearing. The thick cover of leaves let through little light, casting an almost grey glow on the forest floor.

“Hello” A voice spoke from behind her. She jumped slightly and searched for the source of the voice.

“Hello? Who’s there?” She asked.

A tall man emerged from the trees. His blonde hair was cut short, his eyes were a piercing blue. His clothes were all black only showing the flesh of his face and hands. She straightened her back to hide her nervousness and graced him with a polite smile.

“Did you like the flowers?” He asked, gesturing to the trail she followed here.

“Oh yes, they’re beautiful. What are they called?” She asked, crouching down to inspect the pale petals more closely.

“Narcissus, I’m glad you like them” He replied

“It’s strange, I thought I knew every kind of plant that grew here” She pondered.

The flowers were certainly not from here, she could tell right away. It would seem this man was from elsewhere too. She straightened up and brushed imaginary dirt from her long skirt.

“I’m sorry, I never asked your name” She smiled at him. His stomach did flips as his mind committed the sight to memory. There wasn’t a thing in the cosmos that would make him forget how her eyes lit up when she smiled.

“Hades” He replied. He gently took her hand and brought it to his lips. “And yours?”

“Persephone” She replied. A light blush dusted her cheeks.

Persephone’s hand stayed in his as they walked around the forest. He showed her all the dark corners she was oblivious too. He told her stories of his time with the humans. She was fascinated, her mother never let her mingle with humans as they were too dangerous. She hung on his every word. Disappointment washed over her as the reached the tree line, the sun was starting to set on the horizon and her mother would soon come searching for her. She stepped into the golden light but Hades grasp remained on her hand.

“Will I see you again?” She asked quietly

“Of course, my darling” He replied, pressing another kiss to her knuckles before letting her go.

Many years later

Being immortal had its perks, no worries about illnesses or the randomness of life and death. There was also downfalls, any human you built a relationship with slowly decayed right in front of your eyes. It hadn’t been like that with your husband, Hades. He hadn’t vanished slowly like a human would, he was gone in the blink of an eye. You had wandered the earth searching for a sign of him for many years and found nothing. Eventually, you had given up hope. Hades did not want to be found, not by you or anyone.

So you had settled into a somewhat quiet life. You had discovered professional wrestling through your half-brother Ares who now went by Adam. He loved fighting, even if you could never really win, it let him blow off some steam. So occasionally you would travel around with him for a few months. You would always end up arguing with him and leaving before too long.

Two weeks into this current trip with Ares. It had been a few years since you last traveled with him, he now worked for a company called ‘AEW’. He wouldn’t have much longer left wrestling before he would have to ‘retire’. People were bound to get suspicious if he kept going much longer.

“What sorry soul has to endure you this week then Adam?” You asked as he showed you to his locker room.

“Not sure yet, that guy I told you about, Christian? He’s been giving me trouble lately” He replied. He threw his bags onto the leather couch in the middle of the room.

He had talked about Christian before. You had never met him but you knew he had fallen out with Adam before. Honestly, hearing about their battle made you think of Hades. He would love this chaos.

“I’m going to shower. Feel free to wander off” Adam said, waving his hand behind his head.

So you did just that. Nobody seemed too bothered by your presence, they must be used to people they don’t know walking about. You turned a corner and almost ran into a blonde woman and young man. She glared at you angrily for a second before someone shouted behind her.

“Hey! Who the hell are you?! Stay away from my-“ He screamed before trailing off when he saw your face, his own paling.

You didn’t know what to do, it was him. Hades. All this time, he had been right here. The silence was almost deafening. The woman looked at him confused.

“What, who the hell is she?” She barked.

Hades pushed past her and grabbed your arm, dragging you away without a word. He pushed you into an empty room and slammed the door shut, locking it behind him.

“What the hell are you doing here Percy?” He growled. Hearing his old nickname for you made the reality of the situation crash down on you. He was really here.

“What the hell am I doing here? What the hell are you doing here? You’re the one who vanished” You said, your voice shaking with the effort of holding back your tears.

The sight of tears welling in your eyes made his stomach churn. He couldn’t lie, his whole soul had missed you. A few years ago he had returned to your shared home to find you, only to find no trace of you.

“Please don’t cry, my love” He sighed. His arms reached to hold you but you swatted him away.

“No! You have to explain yourself, you left Hades! I haven’t seen you in years” You exclaimed, tears finally falling down your cheeks.

“I know, I know. I’m-I’m sorry” He sighed while backing away from you. He hung his head as he listened to your upset rambling. What else could he say? You were right, he left you. If you were anyone else he would’ve just walked away from you. But you were his, his Persephone, and he wasn’t about to leave again.

When he went to hold you this time you didn’t push him away. Too emotionally exhausted to keep fighting him. He held you tightly against his chest and his face buried into your hair. Your tears were probably soaking through his shirt but neither of you could bring yourself to care. Your hands practically clawed at his back as you pushed yourself closer to him.

“Oh my Percy, how I’ve missed you” He whispered

“I’m not forgiving you yet” You mumbled into his chest.

“I know, my love.”

-

Hades had quietly slipped you his hotel room key before you left the arena. You had so many questions for him but he had to keep up his appearance. Part of you wanted to confront Ares to find out if he had known but that was an argument you weren’t quite ready for. Sitting in Hades, no, Christian’s hotel room was a strange feeling. There were only small traces of him scattered around the room, some flowers you had given him a long time ago were dried and sitting in a small box on the dresser. Your favourite necklace you thought you had lost was next to it. You went to put it on but your shaking hands struggled with the clasp.

“Here, let me” Hades voice said quietly. You hadn’t even heard him come in. You held your hair to one side as he secured the chain around your neck.

“Where did you find it?” You asked quietly, staring at your own reflection in the mirror.

“At the house” He replied simply. You caught his eye in the mirror.

“You went back there?”

“I was looking for you” He shrugged “Must have just missed you, or so Ares thinks”

“So he knew where you were? That bastard” You growled

“He’s never been the most intelligent” Hades mused. He was still watching you in the mirror, trying to gauge your emotional state before saying anything else.

“I am sorry. For leaving” He said quietly

“I know” You sighed “I just don’t understand why you did”

Hades sighed heavily and sat down on the bed. He wasn’t nervous often but you had always brought out strange emotions in him. Even after all these centuries, you made him nervous. You watched him carefully, not moving a muscle. His eyes were trained on the floor.

“You wanted to see the world and all its new wonders. I thought.. the best way to do that was to set you free” He explained still glaring at the floor.

You knew that he was deeply insecure, growing up with family like his would do that to anyone. He was so unsure if he was even deserving of love that he would push it away before he could get his hopes up. It was why it took you so long to marry. You crouched down in front of him and took his hands in yours.

“I wanted to see the world with you, my darling” You said gently. His eyes finally rose to meet your own gaze.

“I destroy things, my love. Death follows me wherever I go, you know that. Everything you would’ve grown to love would die. I couldn’t do that to you” He said.

“That is what makes the human world so beautiful. It dies, it’s temporary.” You explained

“But-“ He started to try and talk himself out of your explanation. But you shushed him by pressing your lips to his forehead.

“I’d much rather have you than the world, my darling” You whispered against his skin. His hands circled around your hips and pulled you into his lap.

“I’ll give you any world you want, my love”

[edgessunflower]

For this post

Could you do 💗 with either Dom or Damian? Please and thank you my love 💕💕

Eeeeh

Knew in a second

Pairing: Damian Priest x Fem reader

Description: You and Damian fall for each other immediately leading to pouring your hearts out to each other

Things were different today, you didn't know why until the moment that would change your life for the next few months. Your heart jumped in your throat and you felt stuck to the floor when you locked eyes with an attractive, tall, and absolutely breathtaking man as you walk with your friend Dominik to meet his three dear friends that you had heard about for a month now, you and dom met through your shared friend Austin Theory three months before he joined the judgement day growing to be one of his closest and truest friends within the short amount of time you have known each other plus you immediately fit perfectly in the group of his friends matching your randomness with Finn's sarcasm, your patient and kind personality played well against Rhea's blunt and stern one, you and dom were peas in a pod ever since you met being full of jokes, laughs, and weirdness, and finally you and Damian were not only entranced with each other not being able to keep your eyes off each other but you were both big nerds liked heavy rock and metal music, and the two of you played well with both your similarities and opposites making the three around you smirk at each other when slowly within the first week of hanging around with the four, you and damian were solely focused on each other as the other three watched the feelings bloom wildly between the two of you. It was now six months later and the feelings you held for the Puerto Rican man only grew even more leaving you always melting like honey even when you just saw him you couldn't help but smile, you were absolutely thrilled that the two of you would be spending time together just the two of you at your house for the day since you had off from work and he had some time off from wrestling and training not only agreeing to come over for lunch but also to spend the night with you which left you overjoyed and nervous as time went on as you watched movies together feeling your heart stop when he mindlessly started tracing his fingers across your thigh until you grabbed his hand comparing the sizes between the two of you smiling sweetly as his fingers curl over your own before he gently pulls you by your ankle in his lap hiding your rosy face against his chest smiling at the chuckle that echos throughout his chest before taking a risk placing a soft kiss on his neck going up to his cheek before he grabs your face in both his hands holding you so tenderly and carefully as he kissed you before lifting you up "If you don't wanna take this step already it's okay we can wait" your heart melted at the pure humanity and honesty in the moment before you shake your head. "No, I've loved you ever since we met and I have to show you all of it" he smiles before kissing you deeply "When did you know?" you smile as your lips lightly touch "I knew in a second...i just knew" your lips reconnect before walking to your bedroom admiring each other's bodies in awe intertwining your hands together in between synchronized moans and whispers of I love you as your molded together, you smile waking up the next morning laying on top of damian with his fingers lightly trailing down your back before the two of you got up and spent the whole day together making up for the six months before that you both held back for too long.

[obsessedwhim]

The Fullbring Beginning's

This is my first chapter to the continuing story of FullBringers In Town

~~~~~~~

She started off as a friend of Tatsuki's.

Ichigo's eyes were slow to lay upon the contrasting new student as he passed into the threshold of his morning classroom, barely here for even a week, and already Tatsuki had snatched this stranger away from their mysterious perch and into her divided friend group. Contrasting against Arisawa's black hair and Orihime's tanned skin she seemed to radiate, her skin white and hair reflecting the same glowing color back at the hanging sun, burning in jealous fury at her yellow layers. 

Sitting down at his desk with the same furrow, Ichigo's right ear twitched as Tatsuki laughed boisterously while the surrounding group fell into a giggling mess, slapping a nearby table at her new friend's jokes and he sighed at the early morning ruckus "Man Uriel, you sure are somethin' else!" One of the girls chuckled with a hand on her giggling shoulder. 

Uriel, what a strange name 'Who would name their kid Uriel?' the teen thought, cheek in hand as Ichigo watched the clouds pass by his town without any worry for things like school and stalking Soul Reapers. 

Golden eyes watched the brooding ginger from a further row until others warned of a teacher's footsteps growing nearby and the children scattered for their seating. Tatsuki waved for her new desk neighbor's attention before morning protocol began "Were you just staring at Ichigo?" she whispered. 

The bright blonde hid her speaking mouth with a covering fist, quietly mouthing the words 'Who?' and Tatsuki pointed a thumb at a nearby seat where a handsome mopy ginger disappeared through the first few minutes of his day. Pale cheeks grew warm at the question, waving an unconvincing hand Uriel attempted to hide the growing hue with a quiet snort "No" she whispered. 

Although Ichigo wasn't very present mentally at school, he was rapidly becoming physically present elsewhere as his life was turned upside down by the invasion of Rukia Kutchki and her stupid supernatural existence! Soon, Hollow hunting became a part of his day-to-day system and Rukia slowly learned the way of the high school girl. 

In her last days of being a normal young lady Rukia was ushered into a group lunch with most of the girls in her class, they all sat comfortably in the warm afternoon air and one certain curly-haired character asked the one question that had been on their minds since the Short Queen had arrived "So hey, do you have a crush on Ichigo?" 

Thus an eruption of milk and rainbows filled the air, everyone giggling at the reaction but Rukia was quick to assure that she and the lean teen were merely friends and she didn't see a future development like that, and Orihime erupted with excitement, a hand grabbing and shaking her nearby companion claiming that their chances of dating the infamous ginger just doubled and the surrounding bodies laughed at her cherry skin "I-I haven't even met the guy" she raised her brows with a sweat on her cheek "I just think he's.. really... handsome, y'know" Uriels voice cracked at the tail end of her confession and the others groaned around her "Every time with this one" 

A bright grin split across her face as she picked up a nearby fizzy drink "I'm just saying, physically- he's totally my type" the blonde shrugged, eyes rolling around her "And I'm perfectly comfortable never speaking to my attractive classmate" 

"I'll get you two to talk one of these days!" Tatsuki attacked from behind and the pair collapsed into a wrestling match. 

Ichigo gazed at his calloused hand, the hand that failed to protect. 

Memories of Chad's shredded arm and an absolute beatdown enacted by one of Aizen's stupid Hollow warriors flashed through his swollen head meat, a shooting pain stabbed through his flinching eye and the boy failed to hold back a grunt. 

"Uh....hey" came an uncertain tone from the side, turning with a narrow gaze to the footlocker next to him where burning golden eyes stared from the hanging metal door, flickering at the Kurosaki's plain gaze "You uhhhhh.. okay?" 

Quick to shove away his school shoes the young male couldn't bear any more talks today, everyone had already mentioned how different he was acting and the bandages did not help the mysteriousness of it all. The girl twitched behind her locker door attempting to murmur out some sort of sentence, unsure how to act around a wounded Ichigo but he answered over her fumblings "Yeah, I'm fine" 

"Wait- hold up!" 

Her tone snapped for the ginger's attention, which she gained and Uriel's heart punched at her ribcage as Ichigo's heavy gaze mulled over his shoulder "I.. didn't see you eat any lunch today" 

"Huh? What you stalkin' me or somethin'" Ichigo held his bag over his shoulder with every ounce of the persona he had left, just because he sucked right now didn't mean he had to stop acting cool for his image, admittedly masking grumpier than usual but instead of a reply a banana was tossed at his bandaged temple "Ow, what the hell's your problem!" he held the fruit at the bright girl accusingly where her scrunched features turned away to put on her own shoes "Problem? Seems like you're the only one with a problem right now" Uriel grumbled to herself but the Substitute Reaper's ears twitched at her quiet voice, and all he could do was growl at his obvious pathetic state.  

Tight shoulders fell at his inner monologue, can't protect the people he cares about, and can't clap back to a snide observation. He was really on a loser roll today, a sigh brought him back from the brink of his own mind "Whatever" she groaned to the empty air with an embarrassed flush, speeding past the frozen ginger without another word shared. 

'I should just keep to admiring from afar' 

Uriel scribbled in her notebook, copying homework at the time when she needed it most. Just before class began. 

A thump divided her concentration and a strange wrinkling noise was dropped into her lead-smudged pages, honey-yellow orbs blinked at the wrapped banana bread product, a grey uniform unblurring as she raised her vision higher and there Ichigo stood in all his orange glory with furrowed brows and crossed arms "There, now I don't owe you anything" 

Spinning to leave his good deed for the day, the moron couldn't even make it a handful of steps closer to his own seat before a soft crunch came from the back of his head. Turning to find the gifted banana bread at his heels.

Spiking his hazel gaze at a casual and writing Uriel, as if she had never been interrupted in the first place, the young Kurosaki snatched the treat from the floorboards below with a stiff march back to her desk and shoved the bought goods to sit between the dip of her pages. 

The sitting body sighed at the inconvenience of it all "I dont like Banana Bread" Uriel slid the sealed bun back and asked for peace "Try again tomorrow, I gotta get this homework done" 

Ichigo held his gift with a fussy groan but he knew the importance of late homework, having much of it himself and so the banana bread was taken back for his snacky feelings later in the day. 

Rain blessed the Town of Karakura in gentle cold kisses despite today's forecast promising nothing but sunny skies, yet Ichigo couldn't really gather the energy to care about his soaking clothes as he lay in the soggy grass. With both every care he had ever had bubbling in his beating chest and an empty brain, he couldn't stand thinking about it anymore but it was hard to not wander away from the dreary scenery before him. Though the ginger attempted to bask in the freedom of being at the end of his Soul Reaper career, the thought never crossed his mind that it would be this hard to stop caring about it all, until now but.. this is what he wanted this, right? No ghosts or scary creatures, living each day the same until the young Kurosaki's mind would once again sink with all his heaviest thoughts. 

A red umbrella was held above the male's metaphorically drowning head, sparse droplets now only attacking his spread legs. 

Peachy eyelids flickered open at the change of color and Ichigos' narrowed orbs rolled at the reveal, leaning weight on his elbow Ichigo raised his body to sit upright "Oh, it's you"

A smaller body sat on the slanted hill and a plastic bag crinkled at its impact "Yeah, it's me"

The pair kept quiet, watching the rippling tide of the river nestled in the dip of the valley. Ichigo's peaceful view was ruined by a crackle and bubble by his side, irritated eyes slid to see Uriel sipping at a milk carton with a sandwich in hand, her widened eyes glanced between the snack and the boy once she noticed his watching, her pinching lips not letting up their sucking action until the straw burst from the pressure. 

"Yoooou uh... want some?" Uriel gestured down at the filled branded supermarket bag, Ichigo went to say no- he did but the allure of a half-eaten tuna sandwich was almost too much for his empty gargling stomach to pass up, and the breaded snack was handed over with a snort. 

The two sat in their strange silence as they hid from the busy world below a nylon brolly despite the rain ending and the sun slowly spilling through dividing clouds. Uriel glanced at Ichigo's long hands, promising it would be the last till she noticed how much thicker his wrists were compared to hers. Eyes back at the racing river, and then moving for another steal at his perfect features but this time she forgot to look away "You want something?" 

'You're so pretty' she wanted to blur, but the smaller of the two could already feel the shame spreading through her curled body "Would you um- do you, if you'd like to.. want to.. hang out or-or whatever" Uriel prayed to all the angels that she would be able to make her next sentence coherent, she could see the stuttered question roll through his thoughts until heavy eyes glanced at the mushy grass below "Sorry but, I better get going I.. promised my sister I'd be home in time for dinner this time and I'm already late" 

"Oh.. pft yeah, sure no prob Bob" A waving hand scattered as the ginger stood to leave but still, her offer seemed sincere, weird but sincere. Another foot dragged him closer to the concrete path but he stopped and turned to give a half-hearted smile at the shrunken Uriel "Thanks though" and he left, a white owl-eyed teen left behind with a skip in her heartbeat as they both waved with a promised 'See ya' 

Uriel's wave grew slower as Ichigo's body became smaller, the details of his body growing blurry until he eventually vanished over the green hill with one more final wave at the red umbrella "See you" her quiet words trickled from a dry throat. 

[milarqui]

Scarlet Lady: Anansi

Directory | Sapotis

Today was one of those rare days where Adrien could get out of home, and since it was Spring Break, they had decided to enjoy it by doing something fun.

And, as they made time before they went out for the fireworks, they were having fun playing videogames – like the dancing game Alya and Nino were starting right now.

“It's amazing you were able to come,” Marinette said as the music began to sound out. “Did your dad make a fuss?”

“Oh, he definitely objected at first,” Adrien said, smiling.

----

“Adrien, I forbid you from going out tonight. It's too dangerous,” Gabriel Agreste said, and Adrien smirked.

“Ah, Père. I thought you might say that,” he replied, turning to the bottles he had carefully prepared for this precise occasion. “Sidebar, have you seen my collection of hair dye?”

Gabriel looked, and Adrien's smirk grew as the man broke out into a sweat.

“I forget, what's your favorite color, père? I'm partial to pink.”

“Mon Dieu,” Gabriel muttered.

----

As Marinette giggled from Adrien's story, the song Nino and Alya had been dancing to was ending, and Nino decided to end on a high note.

“Big finish!” he said, and he made a ballet pose, causing the others to laugh.

“What is that?!” Adrien said before he also broke down laughing.

“Aw, shoot, did I miss the ballet?”

“Nora!” Alya said, turning to her elder sister, who was still wearing her fighting gear, all marked with the symbol of a spider in a circle. “Is your match over already?”

“First round: total knock out,” Nora said, hopping around. “Aaaas usual.”

“I'm sure that was fun to watch,” Alya replied, feeling bad for the people that had paid to see the fight.

“And I told you not to call me Nora in front of other people, p'tite sœur!” Nora admonished her.

“That's so laaaame.”

Nora turned to the others in the room.

“Name's Anansi, like the spider,” she said, pointing at the symbol on her helmet.

“Oh! Like you're really tricky in the ring? Like the legends?” Nino asked, only for Nora to put a confused face.

“Nah, man, I'm like a tank in the ring.”

“How is that like Anansi or a spider...” Adrien wondered.

“Why're you all still here?” Nora said, ignoring Adrien's comment while taking off her helmet. “Isn't it a school night?”

“It's Spring Break, actually,” Marinette pointed out.

“We're gonna see the fireworks from the Place de la Concorde ferris wheel,” Alya revealed.

“What?!” Nora suddenly shouted. “No way, it's too dangerous with everyone becoming Akumas!”

“Oh, c'mon! I'm not a baby, I've been living with Akumas for seven months now!” Alya complained, glaring at her sister. “Besides, I have Mom and Dad's permission, I don't have to listen to you!”

“Forget it, you're staying home, safe and sound, period!” Nora replied, before waving at the others. “Baguette, Cappy, and Billboard Boy can go though.”

“Oh, gee, thanks,” Nino sarcastically fired back.

“C'mon, what does Billboard Boy know about self defense?” Nora asked.

“Hey! I fence!” Adrien replied, defensively.

“And Baguette can't lift more than a bag of flour!”

“Hey! They're heavy!” Hell, they could easily weigh more than twenty kilos!

“And Cappy–”

“Okay, first of all, we're not gonna stop living our lives just because Hawkmoth is a butthole,” Nino interrupted her. “Second, I'd do anything to protect Alya! And third --”

He turned to present Alya, who made a pose, as if for a magazine.

“Alya's a Queen who can take care of herself!”

Giving Nino a look, as if measuring him, and sat on the kitchen table.

“Fine! Alya can go... if you beat me at arm wrestling.”

“Huh?” Alya said, but then the four of them looked at each other, and it was obvious they had had the same brainwave.

“Well, okay,” Nino said, as they all walked up to the table.

“Fine,” Alya added.

Nora looked at them, confused (again).

“Uhh, what are you doing?” she asked.

“Come at us, scrub,” the four of them said at the same time, ready to accept the challenge, as they put together their right hands and clasped Nora's.

And the fight started.

“4-on-1 is obviously cheating!” Nora exclaimed, straining with all her strength against the four teens'.

“Hey, you challenged us!” Alya pointed out as they forced Nora's hand back.

“It's completely unfair!”

“You think Akumas care about fair?!” Adrien shouted.

“We have to do what we can to keep ourselves safe, even if it's not fair!” Marinette followed.

“As long as we have each other, we can do anything!” Nino exclaimed.

“We're not ashamed of asking for help!” Alya finished, and the four of them pushed even harder.

“THAT'S LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP, BITCH!” they shouted, and with one last mighty push, they slammed Nora's hand against the table.

----

“Hmm... if I send off this Akuma, whose grudge includes my own son, I'll be directly contributing to putting Adrien in direct danger... but that Ring and Earrings would look so sick on me, so, off you go, little Akuma!”

Yeah, a great set of priorities.

----

BOOM!

Tikki looked up as a red star exploded in the sky, followed by a green one.

“Aren't the fireworks beautiful, Chloé?” she asked her bearer.

“As if!” the girl yelled. “I could've been in New York with Mommy right now, but my whole Spring Break is ruined because I have to stay here and be Scarlet Lady! Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!”

She paused for a moment. The rules said she could not take the Earrings from their wielder... but there was nothing about getting the wielder to give them up themselves...

“There's still time,” she innocently suggested. “You could leave the Earrings with Marigold or Chat Noir for the week!”

“ha! As if they could match my brilliance, even temporarily!” Chloé replied.

Tikki mentally snapped her fingers.

Worth a shot.

----

The sky was illuminated by the beautiful fireworks, and the four friends, who were almost at the top of the loop, were looking up, fascinated.

“Look at that!” Marinette pointed out, as three fireworks exploded at the same time to form what resembled the French flag.

“Wow!” Adrien replied. This was the first time he had been able to watch one of these from somewhere that wasn't home, and he was enjoying it so much!

Alya and Nino, hand in hand, weren't even voicing their enthusiasm, but anyone that looked at them would have seen it quite clearly on their faces.

But then the wheel jerked, and sent Adrien to the floor.

“Ah, whoa!” Adrien shouted as he fell.

“What?” Alya asked, surprised.

“Aw, man, are we stuck?!” Nino asked as well, hugging his girlfriend.

“L-Look, over there!” Marinette said, pointing at the middle of the wheel: something was pinning it in position by using what looked like long lines of silk. One wouldn't have been enough, but there were so many that their combined strength was preventing the wheel from turning.

“A... super villain?” Nino asked, as Adrien looked out.

“A spider villain,” he answered.

“Oh, you've GOT to be kidding me!” Alya yelled, incensed. “AFTER ALL THAT GRIEF, YOU BECAME AN AKUMA, YOU STUPID–”

“Alya, don't attract her over here!” Marinette said, pulling her down to avoid being seen.

Too late, though, because the spider Akuma quickly climbed up to where they were, unhooked their car and brought it down to the ground, forcing them to hold onto whatever they could find to avoid getting hurt.

“Gotcha, my little flyweights! Yoink!” the Akuma said.

“Jesus Christ, Nora!” Alya yelled as the Akuma forced the door open.

“Nora's not here to protect you anymore!” the Akuma shouted, grabbing Nino with one of her six arms.

“Ah!”

“I'm Anansi, the Super-Spider!” the Akuma continued, pulling Nino out of the car.

“Guys! Guys!” Nino begged.

“C'mon, Alya, let's see you 'take care of yourself' without your friends to help you cheat!”

“What do you–”

And then Anansi fired her webs at Adrien and Marinette, trapping them into the car.

“Ahh!”

“Aw, gross!”

With both teens blocked, Anansi began to move away, but then jumped and struck the ferris wheel right in the middle.

“NO!”

“KYA!”

“This'll slow down M. Whiskers and the bugs!” the Akuma yelled as the ferris wheel fell from its place and began to slowly roll away.

“Aw, man, aw, man!” Alya yelled. “She's getting away with Nino, but I can't just leave you guys!”

“Go ahead, Alya!” Adrien replied, starting to pull on the spider web holding his left arm.

“We'll try and catch up!” Marinette added, also pulling off the web trapping her.

“Yeah, don't lose sight of Nino!”

“Are you sure?” Alya asked. “I can wait until–”

“IT'S FINE, PLEASE GO!” both of them yelled at her, intent on getting her away while they transformed.

“Uh, if you say so...” Alya replied, confused, before she did as bid and began to run after her Akumatized sister and her boyfriend.

Marinette and Adrien quickly began to pull on the silk threads, and while it was still sticky, they were able to get rid of it fast enough that it only took a couple of minutes before they were free.

“Ah, you know, I did promise Chat Noir I'd stay out of Akuma fights, so, I–I'll try to flag down a hero instead, yeah?” Marinette suggested, while rolling up the silk: if this thing survived the Miraculous Cure, perhaps she could try to use it as a material?

“G–Good idea! I'll uh, try to catch up with Alya and Nino! See ya!” Adrien replied, and both teens bolted to hide behind the closest alley.

----

“KYAAA!”

“RUN!”

“What's that about? So noisy,” Chloé complained.

“Chloé, it might be an Akuma!” Tikki suggested.

“No way, you don't know that,” the girl replied, but then Tikki looked at the street and her face turned to shock.

“C-Chloé! Look out!”

Chloé looked – and became shocked as well as she saw a loose ferris wheel rolling towards her!

“The ferris wheel!” she pointed out. Tikki could – just barely – see Sabrina, Lila, and someone that was probably Lila's mother holding onto each other, scared.

“It's going to crash into your dad's hotel!”

“And more importantly, my room! Spots On!”

“Ugh–” Tikki didn't even have the time to voice her insatisfaction as she became absorbed into the Earrings.

----

“Dammit, Nora, get your own boyfriend!” Alya shouted, seeing Nino hanging from a web that Anansi had crafted all over the Arc de Triomphe.

“Hey, babe,” she heard Nino say.

“Anansi, p'tite sœur! Now take a hike!”

“Wha–”

Alya didn't have the time to react before Anansi smacked her, sending her flying.

“Oh you bi–”

“Alya!”

A string suddenly coiled itself around her waist and pulled her to safety in Marigold's arms.

“Are you okay?!” the heroine asked with great worry.

“Yeah, thanks...”

“Hmph!” Scarlet Lady grumbled. “Leave this to the Hero of Paris, reporter gir–”

Then she actually saw the day's Akuma for the first time.

“Hey, little beetle!” the Akuma said with a grin.

“EEP! SPIDER LADY! LUCKY CHARM, LUCKY CHARM, LUCKY CHARM!”

As Chat Noir finally arrived, Marigold immediately started to go into planning mode.

“Okay, I'll run a distraction, Chat Noir will go for the hostage, and Scarlet Lady–”

“Welp, here you go Marimo– uh, Marigold,” Scarlet quickly interrupted, handing her the Lucky Charm while her Earrings began to beep, “good luck with that, I gotta, you know, recharge and stuff.”

“And then you'll come back, right?”

“Oh, I can't hear you, gotta turn back, byeeeee!” Scarlet said as she turned to run.

“And then you'll come back, right!?” Marigold yelled at the retreating back of the polka-dotted girl.

----

Unfortunately, the plan soon run into a snag.

“Uh, Honey Bee? I'm in a bit of a sticky situation,” Chat Noir asked, stuck to Anansi's web, as he looked down at the laughing Akuma. “That's some nightmare fuel right there.”

“Chat Noir!” Marigold yelled, still holding the Lucky Charm. “I have to make a trip, but I can't leave Chat defenseless! Lord knows I can't count on Scarlet!”

Alya looked down at the baton Chat Noir had dropped after getting trapped... and decided it was time to act.

“I'll do it.”

“Huh?!”

“I'll distract Anansi until you get back.”

“Are you sure?” Marigold asked. This was her elder sister, after all...

“No problem! I can even get back at my sister!” It didn't look like she minded, though. “For the greater good, of course.”

“Of course,” Marigold replied, a bit shocked.

----

Fortunately, using her top and the roofs allowed her to reach her destination, and after transforming back into her civilian self, she ran for her destination.

“Master Fu!” she said as she entered the parlor. “Chat Noir's about to lose his Ring, Scarlet Lady bailed, and I had to leave my best friend to hold off the Akuma!”

“Yikes!” the elder said, springing to his feet. “We have to take action!”

He picked up the Miraculous Box from its hideaway.

“Marinette Dupain-Cheng, pick an ally who can–”

“I'mma stop you right there cuz I need your Miraculous, Master!”

Fu had a brief look of shock, but nodded as he understood her intentions.

“Do you have someone in mind, Marinette?”

“I know the perfect person,” she replied, before turning to the Kwami of Protection with a n awkward gaze. “I hope you like interviews, Wayzz.”

“What's an interview?”

----

“Not so easy on your own, is it, Alya?” Anansi mocked her sister, who was huffing from the effort of keeping her at bay.

“It's easier when my opponent's so slow!” Alya yelled as she triggered the baton, hitting Anansi with the end of it.

“Ow! Why, you little–”

Anansi attempted to punch Alya with her three left fists, but before she could do that a thread coiled around the girl's waist once more, pulling her away.

“Alya!”

Marigold quickly pulled her away to somewhere where Anansi would be unable to see them.

“Did you see, did you see?! I got her good!” Alya cheered up.

“Uh, yes, I'm very proud,” Marigold replied.

While they were distracted, though, Anansi went back to her original target, the Cat Hero.

“It's just you and me, kitty-cat,” the Akuma said, grabbing his left arm with one hand, ready to steal the ring from him.

“You, me, and Cataclysm!” the hero replied, sticking his tongue at Anansi.

“And now we're pressed for time,” Marigold said, watching the events from below. “Do you still want to help your boyfriend?”

“Of course!” Alya exclaimed. “I'd do anything for Nino!”

Marigold pulled the ornate wooden box she had brought from Master Fu's.

“Alya Césaire, this is the Turtle Miraculous, which grants the power of Protection. You will use it for the greater good–”

Alya grabbed Marigold by the shoulders and began to shake her back and forth.

“Are you serious, this is a total dream come true AHHHHHH!”

“L-Let me finish!” Marigold complained.

----

After letting her finish, Alya picked the box and opened it, revealing a green bracelet and, with a flash of green, a small, floating turtle-like creature.

“Whoa, what's this thing?!” Alya asked.

“The word you're looking for is 'Kwami'. My name is Wayzz,” the Kwami of Protection replied.

“A Kwami? You're what gives superheroes their powers, aren't you?” she asked, and Wayzz nodded.

“My, Marigold wasn't kidding about how bright you are!”

“No way, you talk about me?!” Alya exclaimed again, and Wayzz held his laugh at seeing Marigold's embarrassed face.

“H-Hurry up and transform!” she shouted.

“Eeeee! Okay, okay! Wayzz, SHELL ON!”

----

When the flash of light ended, the new heroine looked down at her costume, admiring everything.

“This is soooo cool!” she said, before turning back to Marigold. “Hey, where do you get Miraculouses?! How many are–”

“Focus!” Marigold interrupted the deluge of questions. “We have to save Nino before Chat Noir turns back! But first we need to locate our fearless leader.”

While the Turtle Heroine took the time to feel her new features – including her very fluffy hair – Marigold called Scarlet Lady on her top-phone.

Then the melody of Scarlet Lady's yo-yo began to ring right behind her.

“Of course,” she grumbled, irritated.

“Have you finished off the spider lady yet?” Scarlet Lady asked.

“Obviously not,” Marigold fired back.

“Well, hurry up!” Scarlet Lady ordered. “And who's she?!”

Our hero, the new heroine sarcastically thought.

Scarlet Lady ignored her and turned to Marigold.

“Uh, nice to meet you?” she asked, feeling awkward.

“Of course it is,” Scarlet Lady mumbled. “Bumbling bee! Where are you getting these Miraculouses, huh?!”

“As if I'd tell you,” Marigold said, dismissively.

“Scarlet Lady doesn't know where the Miraculouses come from but you do?” the Turtle Heroine asked, confused.

“Chat Noir too. Off the record.”

She wasn't sure of the reason, but she needed to ask.

“Why?”

Marigold gave her an 'Are you kidding me?' look.

“She can't be trusted with anything,” she replied, pointing at Scarlet Lady, “let alone secrets of that magnitude.”

“HEY!” Scarlet Lady yelled.

Nobody cared.

I'm starting to see that, she thought.

“How dare you–”

“Just use Lucky Charm already!” Marigold shouted, irritated.

----

This time, the object was a pair of boxing gloves, which Scarlet Lady immediately handed to Marigold.

“Here, go deal with the Akuma, worker bee,” she said, while Marigold just looked like she was done.

“Whu–?! You're not coming?!” the Turtle Heroine asked, shocked.

“Please, that's grunt work,” Scarlet Lady replied with a smug look. “Better get used to it, turtle head. That's your spot in the pecking order while I call the shots.”

“Please, you don't 'call' anything,” Marigold said, rolling her eyes.

Scarlet Lady ignored her.

“So, what dumb little name have you cooked up for yourself?”

She thought it over, and came up with the perfect combination.

“Koki Marina.”

“Hm, there's gotta be some way to make an insult out of it,” Scarlet Lady said, closing her eyes. “Give me time.”

And, with those words, the last remains of her respect for the 'heroine' completely vanished.

I'm going to write such an article about you!

----

Leaving the lazy girl behind them, Marigold and Koki Marina charged towards the Arc de Triomphe, ready to stop the Akuma before Chat Noir transformed back into his civilian identity.

“Hey Anansi!” Marigold yelled.

“Come at me, scrub!” Koki Marina challenged.

“Ooo, a new challenger?” the Akuma asked.

Immediately, Koki Marina began to attack the Akuma with a speed that was unlike what she was meant to represent, while Marigold began to extend her cord around the monument.

“Ugh!”

“Nyah, nyah!”

“This isn't kick boxing!” the Akuma complained.

“Anansi!” Marigold shouted, putting on the gloves. “One round! You win, you get our Miraculouses! I win, you release your prisoners!”

“Huh?” the Akuma asked, shocked.

“Pay attention, I challenge you!”

“Eeeeeeeeee...”

“Or, uh, Koki Marina challenges you,” she lamely added, as her cheer increased.

“EEEE!”

Marigold handed the gloves to Koki Marina, who got ready for the fight.

And began by dodging a punch that struck one of the Arc's pillars.

“Made ya look!” she taunted the Akuma.

“Nyah!”

“Over here!” she said over the next punch, which also hit another pillar.

“SHUT UP!”

“Too slow!” Koki Marina yelled as another attack hit another pillar.

“Hold STILL!”

And so they went for a minute, before Koki Marina noticed the small rocks starting to fall.

“Quit hiding in your shell, and fight back!” Anansi demanded, ignorant of what was about to come.

“Okay~” Koki Marina replied, leaning on the cord and pulling.

The Arc de Triomphe began to crumble down, and Anansi realized too late that she had fallen into a trap.

“Uhh–”

Marigold quickly pulled the hostages down and near Koki Marina, who used her ultimate technique.

“Shellter!”

A sphere of green hexagons surrounded the group, which was left safe as the monument fell to pieces around and above them, while the Akuma was not so lucky and got trapped.

The moment the Shellter was brought down, Chat Noir – just running out of time with his Cataclysm – and Marigold split off, while Koki Marina checked on Nino.

“You okay?” she asked.

“Y-Yeah,” he answered.

“Glad to hear it, handsome,” she said, grinning, in a flirty tone.

“Oh! Uh –” Nino floundered, while behind them Marigold had grabbed Chat Noir and got ready to throw him as if she were throwing a javelin.

“Ultimate Chat Noir Technique! Aim for the helmet!” the Cat Hero said, and Marigold shot him at the Akuma, finally destroying the object and freeing the corrupting butterfly.

“I, like, have a girlfriend?” Nino continued, flushing, and scratching the back of his head. “I mean, I'm flattered! But she's kind of the most amazing person ever, so–”

Koki Marina smiled, holding onto the instinct to laugh or thank Nino for his kind words towards her civilian self, and nodded.

“M-hm.”

Then Nino pulled out his cellphone.

“Do you mind being recorded for the Ladyblog?”

“Ooo, can I?!” Koki Marina asked Marigold, who just huffed in amusement.

“Keep it brief.”

While Nino filmed the new heroine, another person approached the group.

“Hellooo, the real hero is over here!” Scarlet Lady yelled, pointing at herself.

“I don't remember you trying to save me,” Nino deadpanned, wisely choosing to ignore her.

Paris' real heroes watched in happiness and a bit of amusement.

“Good pick, Goldie,” Chat Noir encouraged.

“I only surround myself with the best.” Then she felt a bit awkward. “Now I just gotta stop her from spilling all the Turtle's secrets.”

“See, it detaches!” Koki Marina said, posing for Nino's video. “I can put it on my arm and back!”

----

Finally pulling Koki Marina away – which was easy, as her bracelet was beeping – Marigold took her to an alley and had the girl return to her civilian form, ready to recover the Miraculous.

“Aww, you're taking my baby?” Alya pouted, holding Wayzz protectively in her hands.

“Don't make me regret you,” Marigold countered, and Alya let go with a sigh.

“Ah, just kidding. Part of me wants to make a fuss but I don't want to be as untrustworthy as Scarlet Lady.” She shook her head. “My poor blog needs a total rehaul.”

“Alya, your blog is a huge source of information,” Wayzz wisely pointed out. “I'm sure you could use that information for something good!”

Alya gasped.

“Like finding Hawkmoth!” she said, grabbing Wayzz again and rubbing her cheek against his. “Wayzz, you genius! Are you sure I can't keep you?!”

“No! Stop bonding RIGHT NOW!”

----

With everything back to normal, Marinette and Adrien managed to return from their hero selves and tracked down their friends, who were now being chaperoned by Nora.

“Hey! Is everyone okay?” Marinette asked.

“Woe is me!” Nino dramatically replied. “After all the power of friendship talk, only Alya came to save me!”

“Aw, geez,” Adrien complained.

“Relax, I'm just messing with you,” Nino said with a wink as he pulled his cellphone. “Alya, check this out, there was a new hero and I got footage for you–”

“Oh Nino that's soooo SWEET!” Alya shouted, jumping into her boyfriend's embrace and starting to kiss him.

“MMPH!” Nino said, not knowing whether to pull her closer or push her away, because... “A-Alya, Nora's watching, like, really watching!”

Given the 'overprotective sibling' glare he was getting targeted with, he had a reason to be wary.

As soon as Alya let her boyfriend go, Nora turned bashful for a moment.

“Hey, uh, sorry for losing my cool over the match,” she apologized. “I mean, even superheroes don't work alone! Why should you have to?”

Marinette and Adrien shared a look, and the teens let the fighter bring them into a hug.

“Hey, no big deal, right Anansi?” Adrien said.

“Hey, let's invite Nora to ice skate with us!” Nino suggested, and Alya nodded.

“Yeah I can't remember the last time we hung out!”

Nora pulled them closer.

“I'm gonna skate circles around you,” she said.

The teens wondered if they were going to have to deal with the same thing again.

“It's not a competition,” Nino pointed out.

----

After some time skating, everyone went back to their homes, and Alya checked her phone for the video Nino had made of her heroine self.

“Thanks so much for the footage, mon cœur!” she told Nino. “I've got a few things to finish up, try not to stay up too late! Night.”

And she hung up her phone.

Her two projects were on her table.

The first, a list of all the Akuma fights that had taken place since Stoneheart, and what Scarlet Lady had been actually seen doing during them.

The green, for the times she had actually helped, were a minority.

Most of them were purple, after what she presumed was Hawkmoth's color.

Every time she was heard insulting someone (usually Chat Noir or Marigold), it was blue.

Yellow was reserved for whenever someone new did more work than Scarlet Lady.

If she was late (which was quite common), the orange sticker let her find it.

And, finally, in deep red, the times where Scarlet Lady hadn't even bothered to show up.

The second project was a map.

She pulled a string and pinpointed the place and time where the latest Akuma had happened.

“Alright,” she said, tying the string to the tack on her home. “Where are you, motherfucker...”

She had not done much as of yet... but from now on, the hunt for Hawkmoth was ON.

----

Troublemaker

@zoe-oneesama Heyy, hope you like this!

Also, it's finally holiday time for me!

[blowflyfag]

WORLD WRESTLING ENTERTAINMENT/FEDERATION MAGAZINE: May 2008

ECW INTERVIEW 

O.M.G.!

ECW’s resident mouthpiece, Joey Styles, weighs in on “new” versus “original.” the making of Stone Cold Steve Austin and gross-out classic matches he just can’t bring himself to rewatch.

BY MATT CHRISTENSEN PHOTOGRAPHY BY BOB CROSLIN

“I'M NOT GOOD WITH GORE. I DIDN’T EVEN WATCH SEE NOT EVIL!”

[“The room service here is dreadful.”]

“New ECW.” “Original ECW.” When are people just gonna say “ECW” and leave it at that?

Absolutely never. Diehard “Original” ECW fans still exist all over. Whenever I'm noticed in the Northeast, it’s rarely due to my involvement with the new ECW.

Would the ECW stars of today be able to thrive, or even survive in the original ECW?

There are plenty of Superstars now who would’ve fit in perfectly in the old ECW. Guys like CM Punk, Chavo Guerrero, Shelton Benjamin and Elijah Burke would have thrived. They would’ve just been doing more hardcore things, maybe two times a week, instead of having spectacular athletic matches five times a week.

Is the revamped ECW the reason we don’t get as many “OH MY GOD!?!”’s?

No, I save it for special moments. At WrestleMania 23, when the ECW Originals defeated The New Breed, that was special. It was career validation for those four guys. Only RVD had competed at WrestleMania before, and his teammates, Sabu, Sandman and Tommy Dreamer, probably never, ever expected to do so. It was a very special night, so I leaned into Tazz and said, “There’s only one thing left to say…’OH MY GOD!’

What ECW matches made even you gag?

There are two classic matches that I never, ever need to watch again–one at Born To Be Wired, which featured Sabu vs. Terry Funk in a ring with barbwire instead of ring ropes. And Beulah McGillicutty vs. Bill Alphonso in 1997; I’ve never seen that much blood in my life. Fonzie actually had to be rushed to the hospital to get more blood put in him. And with Sabu and Funk, Terry almost lost an eye. I’m not good with gore. I didn’t even watch See No Evil! 

Which Superstar are you most proud to say that ECW “discovered”?

Guys like Rey Mysterio, Tazz and Chris Jericho really broke out and made an impact on the wrestling world in ECW. But I'm specifically proud that ECW is where “Stunning” Steve Austin became “Stone Cold” Steve Austin. It’s where he began picking up the microphone and being himself. Mick Foley was also held back in WCW because he didn’t fit its image of a champion, but he could spellbind an entire viewing audience. ECW let him do just that. 

Are there any underutilized Superstars in ECW today?

Up until very recently, people had given up on Tommy Dreamer and Stevie Richards. Maybe because they were perceived as being too old, or maybe because people were trying to forget about the old ECW. But those two have so much to offer, and they’re finally getting the credit they deserve. 

As a commentator, who are your role models? And please don’t say Mongo McMichael…

I’ve learned a lot from Michael Cole since joining WWE, actually. But I grew up listening to two people–Vince McMahon doing WWE commentary and Jim Ross working with NWA. I always aspired to be a combination of the two by fusing Vince McMahon's enthusiasm with Jim Ross’s credibility and knowledge. 

Best piece of advice from Good Ol’ J.R.? 

When I first started, JR sat down with me for five straight hours [HOLDS UP ALL FIVE FINGERS ON HIS HAND] and helped me understand what being a WWE announcer was about. Initially, I couldn’t grasp the style, and he didn’t hesitate to help educate me. Without Jim Ross’ help, I wouldn't have lasted more than a few weeks in WWE.

How does two-man annoying compare to the one-man show you rain in the original ECW? 

It’s been my life-long dream to be a professional wrestling announcer. I’m most proud of ECW’s first pay-per-view–Barely Legal. That was the first time I ever did live television. We had some Japanese wrestlers on the card, and I actually asked them to put me in some of their signature holds, albeit lightly, so that I'd know what to look for during the match. After the show, I was in years. I knew that night was going to make or break my career.

Is the passion still there after 15 years in the business?

When your dream becomes your job, sometimes you become numb to it. But, without question, the road to WrestleMania always makes me feel like a 13-year-old kid again. For the entire WrestleMania weekend, though I'm privileged to be calling the action, I’m there as a fan. 

SPEED ROUND

Styles rates famous sports catchphrases

“BOO-YAH!” - STUART SCOTT

It definitely distinguished him on ESPN. When it’s forced, it’s obvious, but when it’s genuine, I think it’s great.

“HE COULD…GO…ALL...THE…WAY!” - CHRIS BERMAN

I love it. Chris Berman is the voice of ESPN.

“IT’S AWESOME, BABY!” - DICK VITALE 

This one is probably a bit overused. And “Awesome, with a capital ‘A’” is definitely too much. But hey, it’s Dick Vitale, so who am I to critique him?

“DO YOU BELIEVE IN MIRACLES?” - AL MICHAELS 

This is one of those lines that will live forever. I actually stole it when Mikey Whipwreck won the ECW World Heavyweight Championship in 1995.

“BUSINESS IS ABOUT TO PICK UP!” - JIM ROSS

It’s such a distinct sentence; it lets you know that something’s about to happen. In fact, every time I say, “Things are getting more interesting by the moment,” It’s my homage to JR’s signature phrase.

[just-finished-watching]

Dangal

Finished Watching: 4/1/2024

Genre: Action, Biography, Drama, Sports

Rating: 🌟🌟🌟🌟/5 (4/5, a little biased tbf)

Expectations: I didn't have any expectations going in. Why? Because I've already watched the film before. It's been a while, but I watched it back when it came out in theaters in 2016. However, it's been a while since I watched it, so my memory of the movie was a bit fuzzy, and this rewatch fixed that. I noticed many more details that I previously didn't and I think I got out of my watching slump, which is always a plus.

Not a Favorite

Summary: Mavir Singh Phogat is an ex-national wrestling champion who had to long give up on his dream of winning a gold medal for his country as his family could not afford it. He dreams that his son will win one instead, but he has four daughters back to back. As they grow up, he slowly distances himself from wrestling, but when his two oldest daughters, Geeta & Babita, start showing promise, he trains them, much to their dismay.

Thoughts (*SPOILERS*):

Like I said, I've watched this film before, but OH MY GOD!!! I love Bollywood so much and this film reminds me why. Obviously, this isn't stereotypical Bollywood with lots of romance and drama. However, the tension in many of the scenes had me sitting on the edge of my seat. And of course, I was vibing to the music. Did I think it was too often? Probably for somebody who is not used to films with music. But these are the types of movies I grew up with so I was enjoying it to the max.

Did I love the characters? (Should I even call them characters?) Yes! Were they also a tad bit dramatic? Even more so. The villain in the second half of the film, the training coach, was almost comically villainous. I actually almost laughed when he locked the father in the closet because Geeta was listening to him. Like??? He still sucked at coaching, the fact he still has a job is crazyyy even in the film's world.

Now I am not a huge wrestling fan. The closest you will see me watch wrestling is from all the fighting webcomics I read. So I can't really confirm how accurately the movie portrays wrestling. However, I can attest to how it stays exciting. It makes me want to watch more wrestling matches (I won't, but it made me want to!).

Would I recommend this to anybody? Abso-fucking-lutely. Anybody who wants to try a Bollywood film out, but doesn't really get excited by the idea of a classic rom-com and wants something a little more wholesome? Try this one, I beg. Aamir Khan really did eat this film up, and I actually don't expect anything less from the man. In fact, try more Aamir Khan films if you want to watch Bollywood. They always get me.

[starstruckunknown-princess]

For Display Only

Pairing: George Weasley x F!Reader

Warnings: PTSD reaction, some angst

Word Count: 505

Summary: George has a reaction before you get the chance to premiere your Hogwarts gingerbread house display and you help him deal with the fallout.

A/N: This is an angsty one with a little bit of fluff toward the end. I think I forgot to mention that these will only go through Xmas, 12/25/22, but I will definitely do this type of thing again! Also, my requests are open! I will put out a list of accepted requests later cuz right now I’m dealing with Covid Part Two: Electric Boogaloo (aka the second time I’ve gotten Covid). Anyway, hope you all enjoy this one!

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“Carefully, love!” George said as you levitated the massive gingerbread recreation of Hogwarts down the stairs from the flat above into the shop’s front window. For the last few Christmases the shop proprietors  of Diagon Alley had held a window display contest amongst themselves, and Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes had a four-year winning streak to maintain.

Last night, you and George had stayed up until the wee hours painstakingly reconstructing Hogwarts turrets and towers and buttresses (George giggled every time you said “buttresses”) out of gingerbread, gluing them together with frosting, and adding candy accents where you saw fit.

“I am being careful!” you said, irritable from lack of sleep and his needling. He’d wanted to premiere the window display that morning right as the store opened. A few employees entered as you reached the bottom of the stairs, each one pausing to marvel at the biscuit creation.

“You got Gryffindor tower just right!” Ron complimented, stepping out of your way.

“I lived there for seven years, you ninny, of course I got it right!” George wrapped an arm around his younger brother’s neck and ruffled his hair with the other hand.

“Oi! Watch it, you two!” You shouted as their wrestling got a bit too close for your comfort.

“Right, sorry sweetheart,” George said, releasing his brother and planting a kiss on your cheek.

“Yeah, sorry sweetheart,” Ron teased, his jape aimed at George. He was so quick with it you could’ve sworn it was said by…

You heard George gulp and sigh. Without thinking, you whirled around to face the one-eared man you loved. It had been a long time since he’d had one of his reactions, but you still recognized the signs. His shoulders tightened, his breathing grew short and sharp, and his skin paled, growing clammy. 

The entire energy of the shop shifted. No longer was it a monument to his and Fred’s hard work and dedication to all things mischief and mayhem. It became a mausoleum, a house of all things haunted.

“Wotcher!” Ron yelled, just before the gingerbread Hogwarts crashed to the ground. It lay in crumbles on the floor behind you as George himself crumbled in front of you. He fell to his knees and braced himself against the banister of the stairs. Neither you nor Ron moved, knowing that only George could pull himself out of whatever bout he was in.

After a few minutes of silence, George rose to his feet and headed back up the stairs.

You started to follow him, then turned back to address Ron. “Ron, will you-?”

“Yeah, I’ve got it. You go help him,” he said, broom already in hand. 

Once you and George returned to the safety of your flat, you put the kettle on and wrapped his favorite robe around his shoulders before turning on the phonograph. A few hours later, when he emerged, he looked at you with a sad smirk.

“Guess we won’t win the display contest this year, eh?”

“Eh,” you consoled, “We’ll get them next year.”

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