#if I had spoons to edit it would be better

[pilferingapples]

do you think the issue at the end of the novel is the characters not taking cosette's trauma seriously, or hugo not taking it seriously?

I mean I think the really key issue mental-health management wise is that they're in early 19C France (the characters) and mid-19C Guernsey (the author) and in neither case does anyone around have the slightest idea how to deal with their own trauma , let alone anyone else's

I do think Valjean really believes she is fine, because look, she's happy! Without him! if he understood that Cosette was hurting he'd act differently but he has had the opposite of therapy in his life

(I think Hugo may also not totally get what's behind the behavior he writes so well for Cosette because, again: Mid-19C; he knows she's really not Totally Forgetting JVJ but I'm not sure he realizes how much that childhood trauma stays because there was not a whole lot of good info on child psychology at the time! but he is very good at portraying real things he's observed in people so it still comes through)

they are for the most part doing their best (well. Marius is fucking up hardcore because he's still on board with social damnation, and also the patriarchy) and that's why it's so upsetting!!!

like the readalong right now is going over the chapters where Valjean is exiling himself to his shame hut and! Obviously! there is no way the guy who puts himself in the Shame Hut is going to be comfortable living normally around other people! He needs years of therapy and lots of peer support and he is, unfortunately, in early 19C France so that is just not gonna happen!

There's really nothing else he can be expected to do in the end except what he does do; but Cosette doesn't know his Tragic Backstory and Cosette (and ONLY Cosette ) doesn't know what he's doing or that Marius is in on the self-destruction, so she also can't do anything but what she tries so hard to do, and keep the little contact with her dad that she's being allowed. And it's horrible!! But it makes sense for them all!

(And speaking of Not Knowing Tragic Backstory: as much as I will entirely call Marius out here for a lot of his reasoning,he doesn't know Cosette's tragic backstory either! Because Cosette never told him, because she doesn't know, because Valjean doesn't know how to talk about these things, because societal abuse has messed him up! Trauma is the gift that keeps giving!)

What gets frustrating is when the narrative tries to insist that nooo really she IS forgetting about Valjean, just not too much, or that it's her fault (but we shouldn't blame her because that's just how kids are!). That's Hugo's own many and famous issues coming through and is so very at odds with the behavior Cosette shows and aargh

But what is really maddening is when people read or watch the story and somehow come away with the idea that it's All Cosette's Fault and she's ungrateful and shallow for...not being able to stop two other adults, who are both older and both have much more societal power and who are choosing to withhold info from her, from doing what they've agreed on, which is, again, something she doesn't even know about. I have no idea what those people think Cosette is supposed to do here-- override Valjean's wishes and lock him in his room at her place?? Assume her husband is lying to her? Move back in with JVJ? never have gotten married at all? Magically untraumatize her dad??

if anyone's not taking Cosette seriously enough it's the frigging audiences but whyyyyy

[soursherbat]

LAMB X BISHOP MASTERPOST YEAAAA!!!

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this genuinely took me so long but i needed to explore my ship dynamics with ramzi and his bishops! more details under the cut if you want to know more- warning this post is LONG!!!:

[edit: i was obviously rlly sleep deprived while writing this so im editing it for better readability, including using more consistent pronouns for everyone bc reading it back this post. was very hard to parse 💀]

in order, just adding notes and addendums :3c im super sleep deprived so im trying my best but i need to yap about them

ramzi's pronouns are it/he/they!

narinder;

initially a very slow burn relationship, this sheet shows them at their peak. it takes a very long time for the lamb to forgive narinder, and vice versa, but once they're over their differences they're committed.

notes;

he/they for narinder :3c he's bisexual with a preference for masc presenting people! (using he/him for this post)

prefers to be the big spoon but will allow ramzi to take that spot if it really insists on it

reaallly loves to wear the lamb's fleeces and cloaks (the only clothing of theirs that will fit him) but is too proud to directly ask for them

narinder really does not like most people- the only ones he usually socializes with are ramzi and his siblings, possibly a follower he can tolerate for a few minutes. if ramzi is talking to others while narinder is shadowing him he tends to just flick his tail and sulk quietly until his lamb gives him attention again

narinder isn't great with words, he prefers to show ramzi his love with physical affection (in private) and acts of service, while ramzi is more than willing to shower narinder with loving words and acts of devotion

ramzi refuses to confess its feelings to narinder first, full stop. narinder waits and waits, but eventually gives in and tells ramzi how he feels first- ramzi is still feeling bitter and betrayed by narinder, not appreciating them snatching it from its peaceful death to be a tool in his games. they're both incredibly conflicted, it takes a long while for them to work their differences out. its not something that can be solved with a single conversation, but eventually they come to terms with everything that's happened and make amends

ramzi wouldn't actually squash the bug- it'd prefer to just grab it and take it out of whatever space its invaded, narinder will just smack it and be done with it

im just applying the driving one if i ever make a modern au lmfao

narinder cannot cook to save his damn life after being locked up for so long- ramzi had to learn quickly being raised by ratau, i'll be real i dont think that rat knows how to cook

that prickly cat would prefer not to show his love for the lamb in public, but he might sneak a kiss while no one is looking... ramzi however doesn't care, though it does like to fluster narinder a little by flirting while others are around

these two would kill for each other, narinder is practically begging the lamb to let him do so actually- nari is described as the lamb's shadow (affectionately) by most because of how often he's seen just following it around the cult. god help you if you confess your love to the lamb while he's around- though ramzi does get pretty jealous if it sees anyone making eyes at his special kitty...

nari is 4,000 years old virgin to me lmao. ramzi has had a few relationships before narinder, it actually marries shamura before nari- they're not beating the toxic yaoi allegations any time soon they were still battling their resentment around that time

i'll touch on the spicier dynamics in a dedicated post sometime >:3c that'll apply to the rest too-

i wouldn't describe narinder as being awkward, but moreso stoic and lost really. he's also just incredibly pissed off with ramzi, feeling robbed of his rightful status as a god and feeling jealous of everything its built for itself in such a small amount of time- later on he's more flustered than nervous or awkward because that damned lamb wont stop flirting with him

gods help you if narinder even sees you making eyes at the lamb. he's incredibly possessive over his former vessel, its perceived rejection of him made something in him snap and they want to possess it, even if he knows that's not exactly plausible... he's normal, i swear (<-lying) ramzi returns some of that energy, it really does not like followers flirting with its favorite cat- i'll be the first to admit that they've got some toxic codependency going on

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leshy;

leshy uses any pronouns! he really just don't care that much, same with his sexuality (using he/him for simplicity for this post)

these two fight over who gets to be the big spoon, since they're nearly even in height (leshy tries to argue his branches make him taller) it makes it easier for them to trade big/little spoon positions- but theyre so competitive they end up wrestling over it

leshy can't even see the clothes he's wearing, but he likes the idea of ramzi matching with him, even if he won't directly admit that

ramzi is rarely called by name when leshy is around, it's always 'lambzi', 'lamby', 'cottonball', or any other seemingly sarcastic pet name he can come up with for it- meanwhile ramzi often calls him 'wiggler' or 'wormy'

compared to leshy, ramzi is a little less outgoing. leshy loves to be the center of attention, he loves to pull pranks and cause mischief whenever he can.

ramzi's quick to let leshy know he is loved through any means, though surprisingly leshy is a bit more inconspicuous about showing his affections for his lamb through old traditions it clearly has no clue about but leshy gets a bit of joy watching its confusion (shamura tells it later-)

these two have a pretty easygoing relationship, at first leshy is upset about his lost godhood but he quickly begins to like staying with the lamb when he learns how accommodating and, frankly, extremely chaotic it is- they get along very well and have a teasing, poking and earnestly soft relationship rather early on. leshy admits his feelings first, mainly getting fed up that ramzi hasnt confessed that it obviously likes him by that point

neither of them mind bugs, leshy actually likes them quite a bit. they'd prefer to catch and release rather than smash them

the poor worm is blind of course he cant cook!! he might be able to if he really focused on building muscle memory and focusing his senses but he's honestly just too lazy to bother, heket's cooking is better anyway

leshy doesn't care if anyone is looking, he loves his lamb! he gets a little embarrassed when they know its siblings are around, but she does get a kick out of knowing he's making narinder jealous

ramzi would lay down his life for his precious chaotic grub, it knows leshy is more than capable but it can't help but worry sometimes- leshy knows ramzi can handle itself so he's pretty relaxed about everything, unless ramzi comes home particularly hurt

i like to think leshy was a bachelor in his time... why not?? he's the bishop of chaos, im sure he's started a love triangle intentionally to watch them fight over him- ramzi however is a little less experienced in romance

leshy has not an ounce of awkwardness in his body, ramzi's a little awkward when he says something particularly unhinged but otherwise they match each other's freak a little too well

leshy would never admit to ramzi that the smell of anyone else stuck to his wool makes leshy a little jealous... another reason he likes to lend his clothes to ramzi, really-

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heket;

she/they/he for heket, she's bisexual with a preference toward women (using she/her for simplicity on this post)

heket is the big spoon, no questions asked. she loves to cradle that lamb in her arms and it is NOT one to complain about that

heket doesnt lend out her clothes very often, but she likes to see how baggy they are on ramzi- she quite likes seeing it wake up wearing her shirts...

ramzi is incredibly formal with heket, usually referring to her by name or some honorific to show its respect (something she appreciates greatly)- meanwhile heket is always referring to the lamb by anything but its name, really

heket's level of social battery depends on the day, some days she would prefer not to speak to anyone, others she's more outgoing

heket shows her affection by making sure ramzi isn't overworking itself, making sure it's eating and sleeping- she knows it can care for itself, but she just wants to protect her lamb.

there's absolutely no way heket would swallow her pride and confess her brewing feelings for ramzi, she waits very patiently for it to finally get its nerve up and admit that it wants to pursue a relationship with her- after (mostly) healing her throat, she doesn't feel so lonely in the cult once her voice returns and she begins to feel conflicted about ramzi... she wants to hate him, but it's doing everything they can to help her siblings and she can't help but respect and admire it for that, she would admit that she would never consider it if she was still a god-

heket thinks bugs are cute, she'll either catch and release them or keep them in a little container for a bit (she's never beating the weird little sister allegations to me)

ramzi's cooking definitely is not as good as heket's, if it cooks a meal the whole cult is asking when it's heket's turn next LMAO-

PDA ruins heket's cool and stoic exterior in her eyes, though she can't just say that to the lamb- she'll gladly give it a hug or a kiss when nobody's looking, though

honestly, ramzi is just protective over all of the bishops. it feels terribly for killing them repeatedly and making them suffer in purgatory, and it never wants to see them suffer again- heket knows the lamb is strong, she's seen it with her own eyes. that doesn't stop her from worrying for it a little when it leaves on a crusade, however...

heket has some relationship experience, though its been a WHILE- forneus and ramzi are her most recent romantic endeavors and she's incredibly awkward about both of them

heket is insanely awkward, she tries to maintain a cool exterior but it's so hard when that damned lamb is so cute and that sweet cat mom is so kind and shaped- whats a woman to do in her situation??

she can get a little bit jealous if her buttons are pushed on the wrong day, but other than that ramzi and heket have a pretty open relationship

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kallamar;

any pronouns for kallamar! though he/she are most preferred, she's very lax about his gender and loves to experiment (using he/she interchangeably, lamb is referred to by it/its for simplicity)

despite being nearly a full foot and a half taller than ramzi, kallamar loves to be its little spoon! he feels so safe in his lamb's embrace, she would never leave if it was possible

none of her clothes would fit the lamb, but he does have clothing made for it often! he'll be damned if he lets ramzi walk around looking anything less than presentable, even if its naked it must be TASTEFULLY naked- (though his definition of what that means is a bit nebulous. ramzi's convinced he just wants to ogle)

they love to make up pet names for each other, 'mari' and 'kallie' are ramzi's favorites to use for its precious husband. kallamar is particularly fond of calling ramzi his puppy, often flustering it-

kallamar is a YAPPER and she will not shut up about how much he loves her lamb! ramzi doesn't mind it, but she's often talking so much that it can't properly find the words to express it back- so it gives gifts often, knowing how much its wife loves to adorn himself in jewelry and silks!

ramzi is actually a little bit intimidated by kallamar's experience in love and how pretty he is, kallamar ends up making a very dramatic love confession in front of everyone, totally flustering ramzi (though it has to admit it really loves the dedication!)

he is TERRIFIED of bugs kallamar will shriek so loudly if she finds even a small beetle anywhere near her living space- ramzi often finds itself catching the little bugs while kallie screams bloody murder in the corner

kallamar absolutely can cook but he doesn't want the responsibility of cooking entire meals for the whole cult so she intentionally cooks like shit to avoid it- ramzi catches onto that pretty quickly though

these two need to get a ROOM the confessional is NOT to be used in that way!!!

kallamar's overprotective attitude mainly comes from a place of not wanting the lamb's image to be ruined, he'll tend to its makeup and wardrobe, even helping to enforce loyalty amongst its flock to keep its image pristine- and kallamar is just an easy bullying target, ramzi is Very quick to put an end to that!

kallamar is absolutely more experienced than ramzi, though he's no less dedicated to it. it makes their relationship very calm, there's very little tension between them!

ramzi is very awkward around kallamar at first, he's pretty indignant and a bit cruel to it during the first few weeks- once ramzi begins offering him gifts and praise she warms up rather quickly, however. ramzi's disarmingly cute appearance and dirty mouth tends to make kallamar a nervous mess sometimes, though...

there's not a single ounce of jealousy between these two 🧍‍♂️ they both understand that they're dedicated to one another, and can dedicate themselves to others without compromising their bond

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shamura;

they/it for mura! i feel that they enjoy experimenting with their clothing in relation to their gender, but they prefer neutral pronouns (using they/them for mura and he/him for ramzi for readability)

these two take turns on who gets to be the big spoon, though usually shamura claims that spot

shamura loves to weave clothes for ramzi! they enjoy seeing his face light up when they incorporate designs ramzi has shown them that sheep often wore, wanting to keep that memory alive for him

they're pretty formal at first, but the two of them can't help but call each other by loving nicknames once they've become comfortable with each other- ramzi often calls shamura 'softie' or 'dearest'

shamura prefers to keep to themself, though they've grown rather attached to webber. they've basically adopted the little creature, that's their son...

once clarity has returned to shamura through ramzi's healing, they have a better grasp on their words- but they still struggle to word their feelings a lot of the time. they try their best, but they find it easier to give gifts or show their affections with physical intimacy when words fail them

shamura is incredibly paranoid and wary of ramzi's presence when they're first indoctrinated, until they finally break bread and reach an understanding, shamura doesn't even consider the lamb could feel anything but hatred and resentment toward them. they assume that he wants revenge, but learns that he just wants to help them- it takes a bit longer for the fear to truly leave shamura, but when they never feel that dagger in their back, they begin to soften he clearly isnt lying to them, he's helped all of their siblings become as happy as he can- and he asks nothing in return of them? it feels too good to be true, but they can't help but trust him eventually ramzi confesses first, and is initially (softly) rejected... but theyre not entirely opposed! mainly conflicted, for a while-

they both love bugs, obviously- though sometimes ramzi gets bitten while trying to show shamura the little spiders he's captured

shamura likes to cook but they prefer liquid only foods- it's not horrible, but sometimes they want more variety

shamura is a bit shy about their relationship with the lamb, they're the least experienced with this sort of thing out of all of the bishops- war and reason have no room for love and compassion, after all. they're learning, with ramzi's help

if someone even LOOKS at ramzi the wrong way, shamura is the first to come to the lamb's defense. both a form of devotion, claiming ramzi as their charge they'd guard with their life, and a form of facing their grief- they'd ended ramzi's life once, they don't want to see it hurt anymore

these two match each other's freak so well its scary- you dont wanna see what happens in the mating tent when these two are in there!!

after shamura's initial wariness and shortness with ramzi fades, they become incredibly shy and awkward- they don't know how to navigate all these new feelings, and they don't really know who to turn to for advice

shamura is very possessive of their lamb- they were the first to be wed by him, after all- not to mention i personally think them being a spider influences this quite a bit,

WOAW THATS IT!!! holy shit thats a lot of text.... anyway if u have any questions abt any of them or want more clarification feel free to send me asks i love to yap abt them all <3

oh boy im not looking forward to putting all the tags on this

[azlrse]

Cuddle headcannons of malleus and idia please 👉👈

➳ cuddlebug (malleus draconia/idia shroud x gn!reader; separate)

cw: kinda short cause still on writer's block, characters might be ooc, overall fluff

a/n: my freshmen year in pharmacy school has ended like weeks ago (yayy!! and had really good grades ngll) and had lots of time to write sum fics for you guys ^^

malleus draconia 🐉

i feel like malleus himself would be the first one to initiate into cuddling you just because he's curious on how warm you were comparing to him. bro's really curious since in his culture and heritage, mothers would initially cuddle their egg/babies and giving them with love. malleus, however was deprived with this opportunity since his mother is barely present when he hatched from his egg.

at first, your boyfriend is slightly nervous when asking you this question since the two of you are dating for at least 5 months. you just looked at him and said, "why are you asking this question? you know I'm really comfortable with you cuddling me. im just waiting for you to cuddle with me." as you extended your arms in front of him.

malleus just went 🥺 and 🥰 as he picked you from the floor and proceeded to lay the both of you into his bed, making you shocked from the sudden action but quickly relaxed as soon as you felt his head being placed on the crook of your neck. malleus loves it when your hands are caressing his face as he stared at you with adoration and hearts in his eyes and tends to kiss your hand while your hand are being cupped to his cheek.

most of the time, he's the big spoon in terms of cuddling but if he's the one having a really bad day, he's the one laying on your chest being the little spoon. malleus would also love the cradle position and the half spoon since he loves holding you on his arms.

idia shroud 💠

you're going to be the one who would proposed the idea on the subject of cuddling with him because this guy, won't be the one to initiate cuddling cause he would die of shame asking you to cuddle so good luck with him (even tho i loved him sm).

even though idia loves you (like a ton), he's gonna wait for you to ask him if you would like to cuddle with him. bro's not the type to make the move first aside from asking you out (thanks to ortho's reassurance that you liked him back)

he's also not used into physical touch so you better be patient with him, it may start with his head on your shoulder and escalated into hugging you from behind as you lay down on his bed. idia would love it if one of your leg in placed on his thigh when he plays something on his computer/console.

idia's concern regarding cuddling you is his hair but you quickly reassured him that you loved his hair so much on how comfortably warm it is in his air-conditioned room. he would whine if you are not touching his hair if the both of you are cuddling together (only you and ortho since he is really uncomfortable on others touching him, including his long hair).

probably he dreams on having you on his lap when he plays a game or just relaxing with you while talking about his interests and kisses your face while holding you (he's quite shy on kissing your lips yet hehe)

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Reblogs and likes are appreciated! 💕

[thebibliosphere]

ID: a comment in the tags from user @mamalaw1021 that reads #Miss Joy? #Is there any chance of a sugar vladdy update in the near (or far) future? #please and thank you in advance #and ignore me if you don’t have the spoons.

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So it’s been really hard to do Sugar Vladdy edits on my phone because the sheer size of the file was making my phone crash, but I am still working on it. It’s just a larger undertaking than my other fanfic which requires less brain power 😅

Hopefully once I get my new monitor I’ll be able to look at it more in depth and see how much I still need to edit before it’s done but here, have a snippet of what’s in store 👀

“It’s not a date,” Vlad insisted, not sure who he was trying to convince more—his sister and her meddling girlfriend or himself.

“What would you call it then?” Riya asked.

Vlad sighed and shunted aside another row of dress shirts in his closet. Why was it that even with a closet full of clothes it still felt like he had nothing to wear.

“Vlad?”

“What?”

Riya sighed audibly at his distraction. “I said if it’s not a date, then what would you call it?”

“I don’t know.” He gestured frustratedly in the air as though trying to conjure the right words. “It’s just… three people who have exchanged sexually explicit text messages going out for a meal to get to know each other better. As friends.”

“Vladdy,” Kitty said, just a touch hesitantly. “I mean this in the nicest, most loving way possible, but you may be the smartest idiot on the planet.”

[lurkingshan]

Random QL Superlatives: 2024 Edition

My friends! It is time once again to reflect back on the year and give out some random ass awards to the things that gave me joy in the many QLs I watched.

In no particular order, this year’s winners:

Best Long Term Glow Up: Off Jumpol as Jane in The Trainee

I've been simping for Jumpol since the Puppy Honey days, because I know potential when I see it! This year the rest of y'all finally caught up with me and realized this man is aging like a fine wine. We all won!

Most Valuable Prop: Aoyanagi Hajime Standee, I Became the Main Role of a BL Drama

Will anything ever make me laugh as hard as Akafuji opening the door to Aoyanagi Hajime while holding an Aoyanagi Hajime standee and then running for his life, standee tucked under his arm, to escape the mortification? If so, it's def another joke from this show.

Best Heart Destroying Angst: Every Moment of Let Free the Curse of Taekwondo

Sometimes you just want a show to break your heart into a million tiny pieces and then stitch it back together, and there is no better version of that experience this year than this beautiful show.

Wackiest Premise That Somehow Works: Caged Again

Whomst could have predicted that a BL about a penguin who turns into a human, goes to high school, and falls in love with a panther would be one of the sweetest, most compelling stories of the year.

Most Precious Bean: Taishin, Takara's Treasure

Just look at his cute little face!! My son has never done anything wrong in his life. He's adorable and I won't hear a word against him.

Drama Child of the Year: Young San, Century of Love

My soul fully tried to leave my body every time this child appeared on screen. I must congratulate this child actor--his name is Chayanan Akkharadumrongdet--on perfectly embodying the spirit of an old man trapped in a tiny body. Give this boy an award!

Best Love Theme: Di Inakala by Paul Pablo, Marahuyo Project

Such a gorgeous song, first used while King reads Ino's letter and realizes Ino has feelings for him. Hits me right in the chest every time I hear it.

Best Sex Scene - Almond and Latte's first time, Knock Knock Boys

Everyone else can throw in the towel, this is the best depiction of a loving but awkward first time that will ever be committed to film.

Star of My Vision Board: Yako, She Loves to Cook and She Loves to Eat

Oprah said it best: “She is the mother I never had, she is the sister everybody would want. She is the friend that everybody deserves. I don't know a better person.”

Outstanding Achievement in Old Man Yaoi: Mr. Mitsuya's Planned Feeding

It's not every day that a show manages to sell you on a 20+ year age gap, but this one did it without breaking a sweat and had us all rooting for Ishida to eat that old man up with a spoon.

Best Sight Gag: Rock Lifting Karan Over His Shoulder, Cherry Magic Thailand

Is it the way Rock bends down and grabs him with no warning? The way Karan still does a polite wai over his shoulder? The way Dujdao scurries after them? Idk but it's been 10 months and I am still laughing.

Best Absolute Mindfuck: Love for Love's Sake

Sometimes a scene from this drama will flash through my mind and I'll have to spend a few minutes just staring at the wall, and that's how you know it was damn good.

Most Brainrot Inducing: Unknown

The way this story had a chokehold on my brain for three entire months was no joke.

Swooniest Love Interest: Mahasamut, Love Sea

Just look at this glorious man! And on top of all that visual splendor, he's kind and generous and brave and smart and competent and high key a smart ass. In this house we love Mahasamut!

Best Classic Watch: The Miracle of Teddy Bear

The most delightfully surprising watch of the year for me, and a great reminder to never, ever trust anything MDL commenters say about a show.

Y'all know the drill: feel free to join in and post your own superlatives, and please tag me if you do!

[rebelliousstories]

WHAM!

Relationship: Wade Wilson/ Deadpool x Reader

Fandom: X-Men

Request: Yes by Anon

Warnings: Fluff, Innuendos, Brief Adult Content, Mentions of Drug Use

Word Count: 1,013

Main Masterlist: Here

X-Men Masterlist: Here

Summary: A simple night with some good food and better music.

“Baby, is that the takeout for tonight?”

“Yes ma’am. I’ve got the goods. It’s gonna cost you though.”

Wade rounded the corner and set the bags down on the counter, before spinning his girlfriend around by the hips. They had the apartment all to themselves that evening, thanks to Logan taking Blind Al to his apartment for the night. And the couple was going to make the most of it.

“What’s it going to cost me, Mr. Pool?” She teased, wrapping her arms around his neck. They began to sway gently to invisible music that only drifted in their touch.

“I think a kiss to start,” came his request. Looking to be deep in thought about it, he took it upon himself to surge forward and press his lips against hers. Both of them began to sink into the embrace that took over their bodies. However, the microwave beeped and brought them back into the world.

“Move, mister. Gotta get the popcorn out.” As she did, her boyfriend let out a loud gasp as she dumped the contents of the bag into a bowl.

“Is that the limited edition salt and vinegar popcorn? And are you going to put the caramel on the side so we can enjoy that as a post dinner snack with the movie?” He rattled off, clapping his hands together while watching like a parrot over her shoulder.

“Yes it is. And it will be perfectly cooled down for your preference by the time we’re done eating.” She moved on from the popcorn, and grabbed some forks and spoons for the takeout.

The couple moved to the table in the dining room, and began their meal. A usual takeout night was pizza or wings, but tonight was special. Wade had gotten the favorite pasta from that Italian joint down the road that they always went to. Light conversation flowed through the air as they continued to eat. Even with all of his wrinkly, dimpled, bold headedness, she still loved to look at him. It had been a challenging few years, but they made it work.

“You know what this needs?” Wade suddenly stood, and went over to the boom box that was tucked away into the corner of the room.

“No, no, Wade. Please don’t,” her begging did nothing but encourage him. He stuck a tape in and turned dramatically.

“Oh, yes baby, come on.” His hands grabbed hers, and placed them on top of his shoulders, while his went to her waist. The music flowed through the apartment, and wrapped around them as they not quite danced, but rather swayed together.

“Is that Wham?”

“Gotta say it right. It’s ��WHAM!’,” Wade dropped his voice to a near whisper, “the album gave them their exclamation point.”

“Whatever you say, honey.” She stood on her toes, and pressed a kiss to his lips. It was certainly different than kissing someone without a mutation like his. But there was no one else in the world she would rather kiss. The rough outline of his lips, that were constantly slathered in chapstick to make it more pleasing for her, molded so perfectly with hers. Firm muscles under her hands, and dimpled skin underneath the tips of her fingers. He was the first one to pull away as the song trailed off.

“Movie time?” His voice was excited at the prospect of continuing their night.

“Are you saying that because you want to spend time with me in a horizontal position, or because you want the popcorn?” She teased.

“Oh I always love spending time with you horizontally. But I actually really want to watch the film.” Wade’s flirting was nothing new for her. In fact, it was a welcome part of her day and dialogue with him. She could automatically tell if something was wrong depending on if he did not make an innuendo or adult joke to her.

“Whatever you say big man. I’m bringing my spaghetti though. That stuff is so good.”

They grabbed their respect foods, and made their way to the couch. Plopping down, she watched as her lover set up the film on their brand new blu-ray player that was a gift from the TVA. Wade could have asked for anything, but he was a simple man at heart. He just wanted to be able to watch Golden Girls in perfect imaging for years to come. However, a new film filled the slot as the man made his way to the couch to sit next to his girlfriend.

“Really,” came her deadpan delivery; complete with expression to match.

“Don’t knock it till you try it.” However, whether Wade was saying that about his popcorn that was now being dipped in caramel or the movie he had selected, she was not sure.

“It’s a ‘My Little Pony’ film.” All the different characters made themselves right at home on the screen before them while he turned to face her.

“Okay, Grouchy Bear. Just watch it, will you? They really teach you a lot about magic, friendship, and how to recognize red flags in the people in your life.” Wade went on to defend, but she dropped her face into her hands. She laughed lightly while peaking at him through her fingers.

“Alright. Just hit play.”

At her defeat, Wilson happily followed the order and tucked himself in. She put her food to the side after a couple more bites because she would much rather be doing things other than eating. While the food found a place on their coffee table, she found her spot tucked underneath her boyfriend’s arm so that she was snuggled into his side.

“It is a pretty good movie so far.” She whispered, not too sure if he had heard what she said.

“I know.” Wade responded, pressing a kiss to her hair. This was right where the both of them wanted to be. Just them two alone for some quality time. And paying absolutely no attention to the fact that Logan was yelling at Blind Al downstairs for offering to do cocaine with Laura.

[sufferu]

Alright. Y’all asked for it. I’ve edited it down a bit so that it doesn’t spoil HOW things got this way (or exactly what happened), but…here’s an idea of where this is going.

Content Warning: bedridden injuries, medical dependency

Back to Zero III: Chapter 1 Snippet (Wilhelm)

“You don’t have to…” Subaru couldn’t even finish his sentence.

Wilhelm glanced at his very extensive injuries, which had been enough to leave him bedridden and were so complex that even Felix was finding the healing process difficult. Such injuries meant that the task of feeding himself — of holding a utensil, of lifting it to his mouth, of keeping the meal from spilling across his lap — all of it was beyond him.

“I believe I do,” he said. He picked up the spoon and began to stir the broth.

Wilhelm was so angry. He was ashamed, too — tremendously so. But he didn’t mind it, so much, that he was the one who had been put in charge of caring for the youth. He was the obvious choice, considering that he was the one who had made an active and sincere declaration of intent to adopt the boy into his household, but he was grateful for it all the same. Spoon-feeding him wasn’t a chore: seeing Subaru eat a full meal made him feel too warm for him to call it that. Neither was reading to him in an attempt to put a smile on his face. Helping Ferris and the other healers keep him and his bedding clean, making sure he was as comfortable as he could possibly be, standing guard all through the night — none of it was something he dreaded, not really. If the circumstances had been different — if Subaru has simply fallen ill, or gotten himself injured due to his own reckless behavior — Wilhelm may have even considered this a treasured memory in the making, the sort that he would tease his beloved future grandson about for the rest of his life. He may have considered it so even now, if only Subaru’s eyes weren’t so dull with despair and helplessness.

A bit of soup had dribbled down Subaru’s chin. Wilhelm gently used the napkin to wipe it clean. Subaru barely even responded, eyes dull and glazed over. He had swallowed most of it, though, which was at least something.

“Your stomach has been hurting you, right?” Wilhelm encouraged. “Mise broth is good for the gut. It should help you feel better.”

It was a liquid diet. Subaru couldn’t handle anything solid, and likely wouldn’t be able to for a long while. Wilhelm wished he could give him cake, or a cookie, or any other proper sweet, but for now they had to play it safe. They had given him ginger, chicken, and now mise broth, so he was at least getting a variety of meals even with his limited capacity, but Wilhelm wouldn’t have blamed him in the slightest for still complaining about it.

…He wished Subaru would complain about it. He barely said anything anymore, and when he did—

“Thank you, Wilhelm-san,” Subaru whispered quietly, as uncharacteristically polite and demure as he always was, nowadays. Wilhelm forced himself not to flinch as he set down the empty bowl, spoon clinking softly against the side.

He never mouthed off anymore, or tried to do things he knew he wasn’t supposed to do, or complained about anything. He never lashed out, either. Even when he had nightmares and Wilhelm had to rush to wake him up, all he did was apologize for disturbing him, his eyes still wild and his voice still hoarse from screaming in terror and pain. He didn’t even cry anymore.

Wilhelm now found himself wishing more than anything that Subaru would go back to acting like a brat. That he would mouth off, demand to be spoiled, throw a tantrum when he didn’t get his way — even him hinting at attempting to sneak out behind everyone’s backs again would be a change that Wilhelm would greet with relief. Hell, Subaru could start acting like a real delinquent if he wanted to: picking fights, breaking expensive heirlooms, sneaking off with prostitutes, Wilhelm would put up with all of it. ANYTHING would be better than this — this glassy-eyed doll that had lost all of its will to live.

“…Once you’re better, we can start training again,” he relented, extending the offer like an olive branch. “Ferris is a good healer. You’ll be able to use a sword again, I’m sure.” He’d be nicer this time. He wouldn’t— There was no need to kick Subaru while he was down. “We can start slow, this time: I’m afraid I may have thrown you into the deep end a little too early, anyway. We could even ask Julius and Reinhard to come and join us, if you’d like—”

“I don’t think I want to train anymore.”

Wilhelm stopped.

Subaru wasn’t looking at him. “I’m not actually interested in being a swordsman,” he admitted. “I think I was just trying to prove something. I was using you as an excuse to say that I was working hard, to try and…and make Emilia like me again. I was never really cut out to be a soldier like you. …I’m sorry.”

This was the conclusion that Wilhelm had been wanting Subaru to draw since their very first session. For Subaru to have come to the conclusion that he didn’t want to be a swordsman, that he didn’t want to fight, that he didn’t want to die — that had been his goal. This was what he had wanted. Somehow, his achievement of this result felt less like a triumph and more like a devastating failure.

“…Alright,” he said quietly.

(What had he done?)

[serasvictoria]

Title: The Boy Is Mine (Mar’s edition)

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: A romantic night in doesn’t go exactly as Eddie had planned.

Word Count: 3.312

Warnings: Established relationship. Insecure Eddie. Hurt/comfort.

Notes: Written for @carolmunson’s The Boy Is Mine Writing Challenge (you can find the rules here). Super late entry and it feels like I’ve been working on this for months, but it’s only been about two and a half weeks. Anyway. Here it is.

At least I can finally read the other entries now so that’s the rest of my weekend sorted.

Not beta-read so if you find any mistakes… those are all mine.

“I’ll take care of everything,” Eddie promised you the night before. “You can just put your feet up, or on me if you want, and I’ll obey your every command. I am but your humble servant.”

It had been one month since you had moved in together and Eddie had insisted on doing this for you since he felt that he had been difficult to live with. Naturally you had disagreed with that assessment, but he had been adamant.

Every time that you walked into the bathroom and he had left the toilet seat up, he would apologize like it was the worst thing in the world. It didn’t matter that you kept telling him that you didn’t mind and that it was no trouble at all, he’d still apologize and dart around you to right the wrong.

Same thing happened when you found the odd sock in a place that wasn’t the laundry basket. Or when Eddie hadn’t used a coaster.

Ridiculous and tiny things that were easily overlooked and ignored. Nothing that would be able to ruin your day so you never called him out on these things, because you genuinely didn’t mind. It didn’t stop him from insisting that he was an awful boyfriend and promising to do better though.

Sure, living with Eddie provided some challenges, which was more down to this still being very new to both of you, but nowhere near as many as he himself seemed to think.

For now, you were eager to find out what he had in store for you. Eddie had been incredibly secretive about it and had offered up no clues whatsoever. The only things that he had said were that it was going to be cheesily romantic and that he would surprise you.

You had been looking forward to it the entire day and were positively buzzing as you parked your car next to his van. Work had been hectic this past week and you had been fast asleep at around eight every single evening.

Thankfully today had been relatively quiet so you had been able to leave early. Maybe you should have called to let him know, but you had completely forgotten in your excitement.

When you got out of the car, you could already hear Eddie swearing inside the trailer. The volume only increased the closer that you got and you could only silently apologize to your poor neighbors.

It made you giggle to hear him swear like a docker on the other side of the door. You could only guess as to why it was, but still tried to keep your face as passive as possible when you finally opened the door to see what lay within.

Nothing could prepare you for what was on the other side however.

The kitchen looked like a bomb had exploded in it and Eddie was standing right in the middle of the chaos with a pink flowery apron that had once belonged to your grandmother over his usual black outfit. It looked both ridiculous and endearing.

There were eggshells on the counter and the contents of said eggs were dripping down it. There were white footprints on the floor, because your boyfriend must have stepped in what you assumed (and hoped) was flour. And then there were the white globs of something that looked like frosting that were everywhere, including in his hair.

“Eddie?” Upon hearing your voice, he turned around with a horrified expression on his face since you had caught him in the act. The spoon that was in his hand clattered to the floor loudly. Whatever was on it spattered onto the floor and also left debris on his socks and his jeans. You covered your mouth with your hand to stifle a laugh. “What are you doing?”

“Oh fuck.” Eddie rubbed his hands on the apron, leaving white smudges in its wake. “I thought I had another hour at least.”

Very calmly, you took off your shoes and hung your coat and bag on a peg near the door before walking closer to survey the mess that your boyfriend had made. Somehow it was even worse up close and that was saying something.

There was a mixing bowl on the counter, which seemed to be the source of the mess, with a hand mixer next to it. You could picture him using the highest setting only to have the contents end up all over the place.

“I got to hand it to you, I’m definitely surprised,” you eventually managed to get out whilst desperately trying to suppress your giggles.

“But not exactly in the right way,” he admitted as he rubbed the back of his neck. “In my head, you would come home after I cleaned everything, with the table set all fancy, so many lit candles that it would be a fire hazard and with some sappy record playing.”

“That does sound nice.” There were paper molds with batter in them right behind Eddie, which he was unsuccessfully trying to block from view. “Shame that I got home a bit earlier.”

“You could always leave and pretend that you’ve never seen this.” That’s what finally makes you laugh and since you had been holding back for a while, it didn’t take long for your eyes to well up with happy tears. It made him crack a smile, too. “Which you’re obviously not going to do.”

“Course not,” you replied as you wiped your eyes. “And honestly, as much as I appreciate this,” you gestured around the messy kitchen and then at Eddie himself, “you need to take a shower.”

“Sweetheart, I’m not gonna-“

“No,” you interjected simply and when it looked like Eddie was going to argue, you simply pressed your pointer finger on his lips to ensure that he kept silent. “No.”

“Fuck’s sake,” he mumbled against your finger. “This was supposed to be about you.”

“And I love it.” You pressed a kiss to his frosting stained cheek and could taste the vanilla. When you pulled away, his thumb wiped over your lips to clear the residue that was stuck to it away before sticking it into his mouth. “But I also like you clean and you are, and I’m sorry for saying this, a mess right now.”

“Thought you liked that,” he retorted with an accompanying wiggle of his eyebrows.

“I do yeah, but not when you’re covered in raw eggs, flour, cake batter and frosting.”

“Okay, okay, point taken,” he sighed deeply as he held his hands up to indicate that he was going to let it go. For now. “But I could always leave some of the edible bits on so you could lick them off later though,” he added with a wide and naughty grin.

“Absolutely not.” You pushed him out of the kitchen and in the direction of the bathroom. “If you want me to eat stuff off you, buy some Cool Whip.”

“Kinky!” Eddie laughed when your hand came down on his ass to give it a firm squeeze before he rounded the corner. “I’m not forgetting about that by the way,” he called out before closing the door behind him.

“Didn’t think you would,” you answered.

Part of you already knew that he’d run out to buy some the next morning and that at one point during the day you would end up finding him in the bedroom with the stuff lathered all over himself. You made a mental note to remember to put either a towel or a box of tissues in the bedroom tomorrow just in case, because you had a feeling that things could get messy.

But that was a problem for later. You had to deal with something else right now.

The kitchen was such a mess that you barely even knew where to begin, but the first thing that your eye fell on was a small notebook, one that Eddie always had on him, folded open to a page with a recipe that was written in handwriting that was much nicer than Eddie’s was, not to mention legible.

Chocolate cupcakes with vanilla buttercream frosting.

His little notebook was a closely guarded secret, something that your mortal eyes would not be able to comprehend (his words right before he had shielded it from you by holding a throw pillow in front of it). He used it to jot down notes for D&D campaigns, ideas that he got for lyrics, or whatever else that came to mind that he judged important enough to write down, so the fact that he used it for a recipe that he had procured for you was pretty meaningful.

This was quite possibly the sweetest thing that he had ever done, going through all this trouble for you by doing something that was completely alien to him, since he didn’t think that he was much of a cook. It wasn’t that he didn’t do it, it’s just that his repertoire seemed to be limited to heating up canned foods.

Lost in thought, you had barely even scratched the surface in concerns of the mess that Eddie had made, only managing to put several things in the sink and getting rid of the eggshells, when he reappeared again in a pair of black sweatpants with an old Iron Maiden shirt. If it wasn't for his wet hair, which was soaking the fabric of his shirt, you might have been inclined to think that he hadn’t washed himself at all.

“Did you just stick your head under the tap?”

“No. I took a shower, just like you asked.” He stepped in close enough so that you could smell the soap on his skin. “I just didn’t want you to clean my mess.”

“I don’t mind.”

“You always say that,” he groaned with obvious frustration. “Just let me do it.”

“We can do it together.” You held out a wet cloth to him, which he was eying reluctantly, simply because he felt that you weren’t supposed to help clean up the mess that he had made. “Is that a good compromise?”

“You’re not gonna let this go, are you?”

“Nope,” you popped the ‘p’ for emphasis. “I insist.”

“So I basically have no choice.”

“Pretty much.”

“Okay, whatever.” Seeing that he had lost the discussion, he admitted defeat and finally took the cloth from your hands. “Help me clean then.”

Cleaning together was a lot faster than if he had gone at it alone and before you knew it, all the surfaces were wiped clean, the dishes had been done and were drying in the dish rack, and most importantly of all, the cupcakes were finally in the oven.

“See? That didn’t take too long, now did it?”

“You weren’t supposed to help though.”

That much was kind of made clear to you while the two of you were cleaning. There were little looks that Eddie threw in your direction, whenever he seemed to think that you weren’t looking, that seemed to indicate that he was less than pleased with your help. His expressions were also somewhat… pained at times? It didn’t make a lot of sense and only made you think about why he was even acting like this to begin with.

“I genuinely don’t mind. I wasn’t going to sit and watch you clean, you know that.” You took his hand, pulled him along in the direction of the couch and gestured at him to sit. “Now. What’s this about anyway?”

“What do you mean?” Eddie immediately started fidgeting, even more so than usual, and his leg started bouncing anxiously. “I was trying to do something nice for you.”

Something was obviously bothering him. It’s not that you didn’t appreciate that he had done all this, because you really really did but there was a reason behind this and you’d keep picking at him all night if you had to.

“Excellent deflecting. I’ll get it out of you somehow,” you replied with certainty.

Leaving him on the couch, you stepped back into the kitchen to check the oven and to get something to drink. Eddie had even splurged on the soda by buying something that wasn’t store brand and therefore cheaper. It was amazing how he had managed to plan all of this without giving anything away.

“We appear to have run out of nice cups.” Instead you held up a red plastic cup that you found earlier in one of the cupboards. “So is this okay?”

“We don’t have any nice cups,” he replied without missing a beat.

“How dare you,” you clutched at your chest, pretending to be aghast at his statement. “That Star Wars cup is the best thing that we own.”

“Oh yeah, of course it is.” He rolled his eyes when you mentioned your favorite cup. You were always waving it in his face whenever you needed a quick laugh. “You’re just saying that because you have a thing for Han Solo.”

“You’re just jealous that they didn’t have one with Leia on it.” You handed him his drink and settled in next to him on the couch. Nudging your shoulder into him, you asked, “Now, tell me, why did you do all this?”

“Is it a crime to want to do something nice for you?”

“No, of course it’s n-”

“So why are you interrogating me?”

“Because I know you.” 

Eddie avoided your gaze and ran a hand down his face, because of course you’d be able to tell. He knew that he should have thought up some convincing excuse beforehand, but it was too late for that now and the chances that he’d successfully make up something on the fly were practically nonexistent.

Silence fell and for a second there, you thought that he wouldn’t tell you at all, that he would end up brushing it off, as if he was embarrassed to tell you the real reason, which was simply ridiculous. So what was it?

“I wanted to impress you,” he finally admitted softly and pulled you out of your train of thought. “Just once.”

His confession bewildered you and you genuinely didn’t know what to say. You had no idea that he had even felt this way, but you obviously needed to mend this situation since your actions seemed to have inadvertently caused this.

You liked taking care of Eddie, perhaps a little bit too much, and it seemed to have caused him to think that you didn’t need his help at all, which couldn’t have been farther from the truth.

“Eddie, that’s not- hey, look at me.” You cupped his face with your hands until his sad eyes, which were usually filled with so much warmth, finally focused back on you. “I’m already impressed.”

“You’re always looking after me, but I don’t do much,” he sighed dejectedly. “And I’m like the worst cook ever.”

"Aw, don't be like that. That’s not even true," you declared. “Your cooking is fine.”

“Don’t lie.”

“No one can make SpaghettiOs better than you can.”

“Ha, ha.” He tried to sound annoyed, but missed the mark completely when he (accidentally) laughed in earnest. It made him clear his throat in a very poor attempt to hide it. “Very funny.”

“Still made you laugh.” You poked a finger into one of his dimples until he jerked his head away with an even bigger grin than before. “I always like it when you make me breakfast.”

“That’s nothing special,” he shrugged. “Just buttered toast and fruit juice.”

“So? I like it just fine.” Seeing him act so dejectedly over feeling inadequate was breaking your heart and you felt like an idiot for never noticing it before. “Just take the compliment, please. You do enough. Trust me.”

“Doesn’t feel like it.”

“You want me to give examples? Okay, how about when my car broke down and you dropped everything to come pick me up.” It was the first example that came to mind and you could see a spark of amusement in his eyes when you reminded him. “Dustin wouldn’t talk to me for about a week because I ruined your D&D night.”

“The little shit only forgave you when I threatened to kill off his bard,” he laughed. “As if I was going to leave my girl at some seedy gas station in the middle of the night.”

“It was nine, still light out, and mister Jenkins was fine with me hanging out with him until the tow truck showed up.”

“Of course he was fine with it. Have you seen you?” His hand came down on your thigh, giving you a soft squeeze, since the sheer memory of that night ignited a spark of possessiveness inside him. “I don’t trust him.”

“The man’s at least seventy, Eddie!”

“So?” He said very matter of factly, as if it made perfect sense for Eddie to act so territorial around someone that posed no threat whatsoever. “He’s still a guy and I didn’t like how he was looking at you when I got there.”

“Oh yeah? You’d beat up an old man to defend my honor?”

“Babe, I would beat anyone up to defend your honor.”

“And that’s how you take care of me,” you replied resolutely, because he had just proven your point. “You’d take on the whole world for me.”

“I have to. You’re my girl.” Hearing those words were enough to make your heart swell about three sizes in your chest and you managed to catch him off guard when you pressed your lips against his for a quick kiss. “What was that for?”

“For being you,” you sighed contentedly as you rested your head against his shoulder. “That’s why I love you.”

“I love you too.” He put his arm around you and attempted to pull you even closer into his side. “Let me try this again. How about a romantic evening with me, your loving boyfriend, while I fully intend to feed you the cupcakes that I made all by myself, and maybe then we can watch a movie?”

“What movie?”

He pressed his lips into your hairline, suddenly embarrassed, and mumbled, “A Room with a View.”

“Really?” It made you pull away from him, wide eyed and excited, so you could see his face and found that he was dead serious. “You didn’t!” you exclaimed in surprise. 

“I did,” he confirmed. “You should have seen Harrington’s face.”

“It’s not really your kind of movie.” Eddie’s taste in movies was fairly unique to put it mildly. He had a penchant for loving the ones that were unbelievably bad. “You must have really shocked him for not renting something shittier.”

“Hey, there’s nothing wrong with Hard Rock Zombies.”

“Oh my god,” you groaned when you remembered that particular movie. “Or Slumber Party Massacre, which you called an ‘underrated classic’ if I recall correctly?”

“It is! My tastes are just too high end for you and I accepted that shortcoming in you years ago-“

“Hey!”

“Let me finish.” It was his turn to place his index finger over your lips to ensure your silence this time around. “So yeah, I could have rented one of those masterpieces, but I didn’t because this is your night and this one came highly recommended by Robin. So, babe, would you do me the honor of watching this movie with me?”

“I would love to.”

“That’s what I thought,” he said with a self satisfied smile. “So just sit here and look pretty while I get everything ready, okay?”

“I shall eagerly await your return.” Eddie took your hand, kissed the back of it and let it slip from his grasp as he went back to the kitchen. “You’re such a dork.”

“Your dork,” he corrected. “And don’t you forget it.”

“Don’t worry. I won’t,” you confirmed.

And you wouldn’t. He was your guy after all.

[blueishspace]

Hero, Villain God 28

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*Grian's pov*

You are sitting in the cafè with Pearl once again, this time waiting for Mumbo to arrive so you can introduce him to her...she sits there drinking coffee which is darker then the center of a black hole.

"How much caffeine is even in that thing?"

"Not enough to deal with you."

"Ah..."

She sighs and combs her hair with her hand.

"Our ...abilities make alcholic drinks and caffeine less effective, part of being who we are... You should know that."

"There is no need to be so secretive, nobody else is listening"

She just stares at you, unimpressed.

"There is, there are many ways it could go wrong."

"Alright, guess we'll have to talk later."

"Yes"

...

"Can I have some coffee?"

"Get your own, you wouldn't like mine anyway"

"I don't know what you mean"

"I've seen you drink coffee last time, it should be illegal to put in that much sugar."

"It wasn't that much"

"That cup of coffee would be perfect for being a dentists paralysis demon."

"Fair enough"

Silence settles for a few minutes, you look around at the scene around you, the red haired barista- Cleo is talking to a blue-cyan haired man... You guess that's Scott. It's Pearl to interrupt the silence this time around.

"So, is this Mumbo guy coming?"

"He should be, he looked excited about meeting you."

"Did he now?"

"Well, he was also very anxious but that's normal for him... He wouldn't miss this though."

As you say this Mumbo's familiar mustached face bursts trough the cafè's doors and begins to look around wildly for you... Then he sees you and runs to your table while panting.

"I'm so so sorry about being late mate, I forgot my things at the apartment and I had to go back to get them, I'm such a spoon-"

Pearl stops him and as she does so both hers and Mumbo's eyes glow green for an instant. For an instant you perceive a web of branches, leaves and stems forming around you...but there's nothing there, for everyone else nothing has happened.

"It's ok, you can calm down, It's fine."

And whatever she did works because his body un-tenses and his breathing becomes less frantic.

"Y-yeah, yeah, you're right... Don't know why I was so worried."

"So, this is your roomate Grian?"

Oh, she's talking to you now. What was the question again, you weren't listening.

"Right, introductions. Pearl, this is my roommate Mumbo. Mumbo, this is Pearl."

"I'm Grian's sister."

"She's my sister."

Mumbo and Pearl shake hands before he seems to remember what chairs are and he akwardly sits down at the table. Pearl drinks more of her coffee and then faces Mumbo.

"You know, Grian told me a bunch about you mate."

"H-he did?"

You did? When? Then you look at Pearl and as she stares deep in Mumbo's eyes her own gently glow green once more. Ohhhh, she's going to look into his mind isn't she? Nice.

"Yes, at times akward but also exceptionally smart. Good with technology and currently working on machinery."

"Oh I'm- ah I'm not that good. But thanks... I didn't think Grian thought so... well, so highly of me."

"Also exceptional at editing and camera work, you helped Grian with his... music-"

You watch as one of Pearl's eyes suddenly turns red and she holds her head in what looks like pain.

"O-oh!? Are you ok!?"

Pearl looks up, eyes no longer glowing.

"Yes... Just an headache, don't mind it, just tired"

"Oh...ok, is it better now?"

"... Yes"

After that the conversation goes more smoothly, at one point Pearl and Mumbo start discussing technology stuff and your mind starts to wonder again. It is Mumbo that grabs your attention back as he mentions Cuteguy.

"What about him?"

"H-haven't you seen what happened at his inauguration mate?"

"Oh that ... right."

Pearl jumps in the conversation.

"Yeah, that was really weird mate. Wonder how that happened."

And she looks straight at you...wow, you very feel very attacked right now.

"I don't know, guess I didn't really think about it"

"Yeah, I guess you didn't think about it."

Excuse her, you would have her know that you were very methodical with it and made sure It wouldn't go badly. You can't believe this... slander.

"Have you two seen what's going on online?"

It's Mumbo again, you shake your head and Pearl just shrugs.

"O-oh... You probably shouldn't then... It's uhhh...a mixed bag."

Hotguydaily @/HGupdates

The official introduction of Hotguy's new sidekick Cuteguy was interrupted as a minir group of thugs infiltrated the ceremony. All of the members have been detained however.

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|Ponpon @/pon78pon87 How did this even happen? It was organized by the hero association! How *could* it even happen?? ||Rth @/Ruth135s I agree, was there no security? This seems like a big oversight. |||Ponpon @/pon78pon87 Or sabotage. It feels like sabotage.

|Trex @/tr333x29 Why would someone even try that? I couldn't imagine a major villain trying something that dumb much less just some guys. ||BiggestB @/tothebackrooms Free will is an illusion, our actions are manipulated by divinities higher then us that play with us to cure their own boredom. |||Trex @/tr333x29 ... What the fuck. ||||BiggestB @/tothebackrooms Just saying. Why would you even take it seriously, you are crazy. |||||Trex @/tr333x29 I'm being gaslit aren't I?

|Sausage☑️ @/blessedbythesaint So he was hot! Knew it.

Hotcute @/Hotxcute4

Have you guys seen how Cuteguy and Hotguy look at eachother? I wish someone looke at me like that. #Hotcute.

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|Elgng @/Eln0930 Why Hotcute? Why is that the shipname? ||Hotcute @/Hotxcute4 It sounds a bit like meetcute... Also it was this or guyguy. |||Elgng @/Eln0930 Understandable, have a nice day.

|HotSpore @/shipper6969 No! Not the basic vanilla basic ship! Everything but that. ||Poultryguy @/shipper4321 Why would the world do that to my doomed superhero x vigilante yaoi. |||HotSpore @/shipper6969 ... Alliance against Hotcute? ||||Poultryguy @/shipper4321 Tought you'd never ask. I'm in. |||||HotSpore @/shipper6969 Good.

Gay-ster @/C4llthev0id

It's been like a day and there are already 33 Cuteguy x HotGuy fanfics on ao3. 6 of them explicit.

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Well, I hate to ask this but...

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[10:13 pm]

(POOKIE PROPAGANDA!!! Anyway,, cw: this is mostly humor, with a weird smidge of angst)

Situationship!Jaehyun wishes he could focus on the show playing on his laptop. He was in the perfect position to lay back and relax after a long week. He was under his warmest blanket, laying in bed, and had you laying right beside him. He was big spoon as was his usual position when it came to cuddling. However, he wishes he could just put a stop to the constant repetition of the same song playing over and over again kissin’ I hope they caught us, kissin’ I hope they caught us. It was getting on his last nerve. That song paired with your excited giggles were driving him crazy knowing that it was some type of edit. You shouldn’t be looking at anyone else while cuddling with him!

He tried to peek over your shoulder, his show no longer keeping his interest while his curiosity (jealousy) was gnawing at his brain, but you were so curled in on yourself and covered with blankets that he couldn’t see anything. “I’m noticing that the edits are changing,” he heard a man say before Agora Hills started up again. He could confidently say that about 20 minutes ago he had nothing against Doja Cat, but now he could say he hated her. He had nothing against her beside the fact that her song was driving him up the wall.

And really he should have been grateful, the song was better than hearing the guy talk for a whole minute flirting at the camera, ugh how cringe. “Pookie” this and “Pookie” that and “Pookie, Pookie, Pookeh!” Jaehyun had had enough. He wrapped his arm around your waist pulling you impossibly closer, “What are you watching baby?”

You hummed before giggling at the video playing on your phone, “my husband.”

Jaehyun froze, his blood ran cold, he tightened his hold, “Who?”

You turned to face Jaehyun slightly, revealing a guy sitting in his car talking to his phone like a total loser, “Big Pookie.”

“Why are you saying all these names like I’m supposed to know who it is?”

“You don’t know Girl Dinner? Pray Pray?” You asked, Jaehyun shook his head, “God, I forget your for you page is aggressively male. You don’t know Prayag?”

“Why would I know him?”

“Because he’s an icon. Here, you have to have seen this,” you reply before pulling up a video where “Big Pookie” waves his hands and shakes his shoulders.

Jaehyun scoffs with an eye roll, “I can do that,” before he sits up and starts doing the most horrendous shimmy and pointing you have ever seen. He smirks, clearly thinking he’s just done something to drive you wild with lust, “does that make you want on your real man now?”

Your mouth closes to a flat line, “You’re not my anything.”

Then you turn over to face away from him again. He quickly turns you around to face him before the man in his car can recapture your attention. “Why would you be laying in my bed if we weren’t anything?”

You shrug, avoiding his gaze with a sudden shyness, “You never liked it when I called you my boyfriend before. You just ask me to come over and do all these relationship things without the commitment and I go along because I like you. I don’t want to lose you so I just go along.”

Jaehyun can feel his heart drop to the pit of his stomach, “I’m sorry I ever made you feel like that. I should have made my feelings more clear. I was an ass when we first started seeing each other, but if I’m being honest I thought that we’d been official for at least 3 months.”

Your jaw drops yet again, “When did you act any differently?”

“I thought me cooking your favorite meal over a candlelit dinner when I gave you that necklace was the turning point,” Jaehyun replies, playing with the chain around your neck with a very poorly concealed smirk.

You bury your face in his chest and groan out of embarrassment, “I could have been calling you my boyfriend this whole time!”

“Glad we cleared that up, can we watch the show again?” Jaehyun asks, saving you from more embarrassment.

You quickly roll over, facing the screen and Jaehyun feels a sense of ease and calm. Finally, he can relax. Until a few mainutes later when he hears your gasp and “Pookie, I don’t know whose hair this is.”

[kirameliaoustern]

Boston Chris - part two

Summary: After Chris and Y/n broke up she is miserable, she didn’t wanted to face reality, a reality without Chris. When she finally gets better is when Chris slowly starts to realise his mistake… will they make up or leave their romance in the past?

Read to find out

Angst & fluff

Not prof read!

[Part one below]

The day after Thanksgiving

Walking down the stairs after seeing their car gone y/n wanted to break down and cry but weirdly she couldn’t.

She just felt empty.

Chris was so long a part of her life. Going to high school - Chris was there, her parents divorce - Chris was there, finishing school - Chris was there, starting her career - Chris was there, losing friends - Chris was there.

He was the only constant in her life. To what should she hold in to now?

Sitting down with her fluffy blanket around her and the bowl of cereals, she pulls her phone out and goes straight to tiktok.

That was a mistake. Chris edits were everywhere.

There was and edit that said ‚I miss Boston Chris‘ a slideshow with photos of Chris from 2020 to 2022 and photos from 2022 to 2024.

Yeah she missed Boston Chris to.

Her Boston Chris.

Even his fans noticed how he changed, it wasn’t a negative change but a change nonetheless.

That’s just life right? People grow up and change. She just never thought her and Chris would become one of those people, who grow up and grow apart.

Closing tiktok she unfollowed Chris on every platform. If she wanted to move on, she couldn’t stand seeing his face everywhere and how easy it is for him to just go on with life without her while she is barely holding on without him.

She noticed that he hadn’t deleted their pictures yet, she deleted theirs of them on her account.

Chris was her first love she can’t imagine ever loving someone that way again.

She got up back in her bed and stayed there for the next few days, her phone shut off.

4 days after the break up

She turned her phone on for the first time since the day after thanksgiving.

A few of her friends messaged her asking what happened but one message stuck out the most.

Vinnie Hacker: hey are u alright with all those things going on?

Delivered 3 days ago

Vinnie Hacker: hey snoopy let me know that you’re alive, getting worried

Delivered: 1 hours ago

Y/n smiled at that. Her and Vinnie texted a few times after they met at the party in April, not a lot maybe a handful of times.

They met once so she could give him his jacket back and he invited her to eat ice cream because he insisted that this Ice cream shop in LA was the best one in the world.

Y/n couldn’t say no to free ice cream, obviously.

As they were there y/n took 5 scrapes of the so called “snoopy spoon” sort. Y/n said it was the best one and Vinnie laughed at how excited she was for the ice cream so he began to call er snoopy.

It helped y/n to take her mind off things. It was 2 days after Chris and her had this big fight after the party, her last day in LA.

Chris said he didn’t had time to drive her to the airport so she had to ask Vinnie even tho she barely knew him at the time. He was the only other person she knew in LA.

Vinnie saw the faded hand print on y/n’s wrist. He didn’t comment on it and for that she was thankful. After that day Vinnie checked in on her every now and then.

He didn’t had any Intentions behind this. She was his friend and he was simply just worried.

That’s it right?

Y/n: I’m feeling weird but I’ll survive I guess.

Y/n: thanks for asking tho :)

Delivered: now

His messages were different from the others, they all wanted to know WHAT had happened and HOW.

Vinnie just wanted to know HOW she is doing. He didn’t care what everyone else said.

Vinnie Hacker: I’m in Boston next week. Wanna go for a little ice cream snoops?

Vinnie Hacker: it’s one me ;)

Y/n: yeah sure, ring me up when you’re here

Meanwhile

The triplets were back in LA since a few days.

Chris felt weird seeing all the media having an opinions on HIS relationship, well his ex relationship.

It left a bitter taste on his tongue, he didn’t know why.

He felt sad seeing that she deleted all their photos together and unfollowed him as if she was wanted to erase him from her life like he was nothing more than a stranger to her all this time. Like they didn’t had existed.

Chris didn’t wanted to delete their pictures on his account. It was proof that they DID happened. There was a time were they were real.

The boy was happy in these pictures, in those times. He wanted to keep them and reminisce them, appreciate them.

So he didn’t delete them. He didn’t unfollow her. He wanted to keep track on her. Seeing if she would be okay.

She was still important to him.

A week later

It was around 6 pm and Y/n and Vinnie were walking along the beach with their ice cream in hand, the sun is slowly setting, casting an comfortable orange around them.

“You would be fine living like that?” Y/n asked him curiously.

Vinnie just told her that he would like to live in a small house in the mountains and his beloved ones.

“Why do you sound so surprised?” He asked in return looking down at her with a smile on his lips.

“It’s just I would never expect a guy like you to have this as his dream life”

“A guy like me?” He lets out a chuckle “okay what do you thought would it be according to ‘a guy like me’ ?

“Probably living in a big fancy house, partying everyday and living his best life with his friends and hundred of girls” Y/n finishes as she puts a spoon of ice cream into her mouth a smile also gracing her lips.

At that the boy let’s out a loud laugh almost dubling over.

“What” he spits out still trying to calm down

“If you think like that then you have the wrong image of me snoops” he said smiling.

“Okay you know I just thought-“ the girl was cut off as a group of girls around their age startet to surround them and asking Vinod for pictures.

Her smile fell. She knew what was coming. Had all this with Chris.

Flashback

Chris and Y/n were holding hands walking around the mall as girls came up to them and wanted Chris attention.

Chris let go off Y/n’s hands and began to fully concentrate on the beautiful girls.

She didn’t had any issues with Chris interacting with his friends, not at all she just didn’t liked how Chris just put her aside and ignored her as soon as he got attention from someone else.

As if she wasn’t important

It never was like that

It didn’t help that girls looked her up and down as if she wasn’t worth his time

Chris noticed this but acted like he didn’t

“Sorry Baby I just talk with them for a few minutes you can’t wait over there” he apologizes, pushing her away as if he was embarrassed of her

“It’s okay”

She sat down on a bench aside as Chris was swarmed with girls

It also didn’t help that the girls were super skinny and super beautiful.

Y/n wasn’t over weight but it still made her a little insecure.

She sat there for 30 minutes, alone.

This wasn’t the first and wouldn’t be the last time this would have happened

End of flashback

“Hey can we take a picture?” One of the girls says.

He turns to y/n “is it okay for you?” He asks

“Yeah of course.” She was dreading the wait ahead of her.

“Sure we can” Vinnie said to the girls.

What Y/n didn’t expected was that he included her in the picture and the conversations.

He didn’t wanted her to feel left out.

The interaction only lasted for about five minutes because Vinny cut them off.

“Hey guys so I would really love talking more with you but we kinda have plans so..” he trails off pointing between him and Y/n.

She felt important, she liked that.

A smile began to form on her lips.

After that day Y/n and Vinnie began to spend more time together.

Vinnie started become some what of a best friend to her.

February 2024

“What’s got you in a sour mood?” Nick asked Chris as he had an attitude the whole day and well the last few days.

“Nothing” his brother answered with an annoying voice.

“No nicks right, you’ve been in a mood since days now Chris, what’s up?” Matt chimes in.

“Oh my god it’s nothing guys, get off my back.” Now he really was annoyed at them.

He opens his phone and his brothers saw Y/n instagram story was opened. Chris must have gone through it before they came to him.

He quickly closes instagram and opens tiktok.

But it’s too late now Nick and Matt saw it. In y/n story was a photo posted if Vinnie as they were in Boston in the Ice cream shop.

In the picture Vinnie said in front of y/n with a big smile on his lips as he scraped all the ice cream from the bowl.

The caption was:

he ate all my snoopy ice cream guess he has to buy me twice as much the next time 🤧

Next time

They will met again. This bothered Chris even tho he would never admit it.

Not to mention it was the ice cream shop y/n and Chris used to walk to on late summer evenings back when they were together.

The shop was only a twenty minute walk away from their street and both of them always appreciated the time together. It was one of the few times they were alone.

He noticed they spend a lot of time together after he and Y/n broke things off.

He saw her on his and him on hers story at least three times a week.

He hated it.

His brothers ,of course, saw the story’s too because they also followed them on instagram and instantly knew Chris was in a bad mood because of this.

“It this because of Y/n and Vinnie?” Nick asks slowly with hesitation in his voice.

The brothers knew that Y/n was still as sensitive subject for the boy.

Chris didn’t say anything but shut his of and ran his hands over his face.

“Bro if you want to get over her you have to stop stalking her alright.”

“I still keep track on her because I wanted to make sure that she would be okay not to watch her fall in love with another dude.” Chris says.

“What did you expect? That she would come running after you after you treated her like that?” Nick said.

“I just never imagined her with another guy.” Chris admits in a sad voice.

“After all the shit you pulled I’m surprised she didn’t dumbed your earlier.” Nick scoffs

“Hey it wasn’t that bad alright” Chris said defensively.

“We heard all those screaming Chris.” Matt adds to the conversation.

“I broke things off with her because I saw what it did to her and I couldn’t stand her getting hurt because of me.” Said the boy

“Why did you waited so long if you knew what it did to her?”

“Because I didn’t wanted to lose her. She’s was always there for me I thought I couldn’t live without her. It was selfish but knowing that she was in was still mine gave me security even tho our relationship wasn’t good at those times.” Chris admits.

“And you couldn’t just I don’t know talk to her?” Nick explains sarcastic.

“It wasn’t that easy. There were so many times I wanted to but there was already this… wall between us that I hoped it would just solve themselves.” Chris began.

“These months we barely talked I was scared that when we finally talked, she would tell me she wants to break up with me. I ignored her because I didn’t wanted to face the truth that I was losing her.” He finishes.

“Were you still in with her when you broke up with her?” Matt again.

Silence

“It doesn’t matter she’s clearly doing fine with Vinnie.” Chris said Vinnies name with disgust in his voice.

“Chris do you regret breaking up with Y/n?” Matt asked again.

Silence

Chris stood up from the couch and made his way outside.

“Where are you going?” Nick yells after him.

“Need to clear my head.” Chris response going for a walk.

March 2024

5 months after the break up.

“Wow you finally took down the pictures.” Vinnie commented as he came into Y/n room and saw all her photos with Chris were taken down.

“Yeah it feels like it was time.” She responds.

“I’m glad you did.” He smiled as he flopped down beside her in her bed. “Proud of ya snoops” he finished ruffling her hair.

She lets out a giggle at his actions.

“Sooo what are we doing now?” He asks.

Y/n gives him the look.

Thirty minutes later Vinnie and Y/n both had a cup full of ice cream and were walking back to her house.

“We really need to find something else to snack, I’m gonna gain a lot of weight when we eat Ice cream every time I see you.” Y/n said with a Chuckle leaving her lips.

“You’re gonna be beautiful either way.” Vinnie let out.

Y/n blushed slightly. It has been so long since someone had called her beautiful. It didn’t just came from anyone, it came from Vinnie Hacker.

“Ice cream is our thing y/n. We can’t change that.” Vinnie jokes as he bumbs his shoulder with hers.

“When you say so I guess I can’t do anything about it.” The girl plays along while rolling her eyes.

Vinnie chuckles as that.

They chatted for a while til they got to her house.

“You know I’ll always enjoy our ice cream stops.” Y/n said friendly.

“I’ll enjoy spending my time with you no matter what we’re doing. But I’ll admit it’s cute how you always got ice cream on your nose while you lick your cup clean.” The boys responds.

Y/n gets a warm feeling inside her at his words.

“I have Ice cream in my nose?!” She exclaims.

“Yeah.” He whispers as he watches her trying to rub the ice cream off of her nose with a smile on his lips.

She doesn’t notice the way he looks at her.

“Is it gone?” She asks looking up at him. She notices now how tall he is in comparison to her.

“Almost.” He says quietly while walking closer to her.

She notices how close he is as he’s lifting his hand to hold her cheek while taking his pointer finger to wipe the ice cream away.

He’s still holding her cheek as takes his finger in his mouth to lick the ice cream away.

“No it’s gone.” He whispers looking deep into her eyes.

His smile slowly falls as he begins to lean closer to her.

She also leans in and closes her eyes.

She feels her lips touch his and it feels different.

As he begins to move his lips against hers she starts to move hers to.

It feels so good to know someone wants to kiss her so much she feels it in his body language.

She steps closer, her hands move from his waist ob his stomach, over his chest and cups his cheeks. All while never parting her lips from his.

His arms move to grip her hips and pull her closer to him.

His lips are soft, softer than Chris’s. Chris lips were soft but always a little chapped not like - wait

Why is she thinking about Chris now?

She hasn’t thought about Chris in so long. Of his lips in so long.

It’s the first time she is kissing someone other than Chris.

Chris was her first kiss. Her first everything.

Now he isn’t the only boy she has kissed.

She realizes her lips have stopped moving a few second ago.

Probably as she realizes she was thinking of Chris.

Vinnie begans to pull away as he notices her lips won’t start moving again.

So they just stand there now looking at each other.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” Vinnie apologizes quickly as panic begins to set in thinking he has done something wrong and ruined his chances with her.

“No no please you didn’t.” She pull his arms back around her. “I was just in my head for a moment.” She admits.

“If you’re not ready and still need time to -“ he starts but she cut him off. “No Vinnie, I enjoyed this really. It’s just you’re the first boy since.. you know. But I want to do this with you. I think I’m ready now.”

“Yeah?” He asks shyly.

“Yeah.” She reassures.

“Good cause I really like you.” He admits letting out a little breathless laugh.

She smiles up at him and pecks his lips.

“Good night Vinnie.”

“Night snoops”

April 2024

6 months after the break up.

The triplets arrived at their hotel an hour ago.

They were guests at the Ellen show today but Chris seems down.

Nick and Madi were out to get Starbucks across the street so Matt took the opportunity to talk with Chris.

“Hey man what’s up?” The boy begins as he sat down beside his brother.

Chris just looks at him and shakes his head. He knew what he was going to say.

“Save it matt”

“Talk to me”

“No”

“Why not, I could help you.”

Silence

“Chris come on.”

“…. I just uhm… lately I’ve been thinking about y/n… a lot”

“Okay and what about it?”

“I just wish.. really wish that I could call her right now and tell her all of this to hear her reaction.” He lets out a chuckle as he remembers all the time she was more excited than him about his news.

“She was the type of person who was more happy about your accomplishments than you. That was one of the many reasons I loved her.” He smiles at their memory of her as he tells Matt all of this.

“She was the first person I wanted to tell or see when I had good news. Wether it was a win at lacrosse practise, a good grade a new song I learned at the guitar as I was still playing.” He stops and his smile falls. “ I don’t have that anymore. I can’t just call her and tell her this but I want to so… ugh… so god damn bad.”

“I miss talking to her.” Chris continues. “She understood me. It becomes clear now how much I need this, her, y/n”

“There are so many things I want to tell her, tell her that we made it that the things we dreamed of became true. Did you know there was this one time in summer we were walking home this ice cream shop and jokes about us being on the Ellen show? And today we just were and I can’t share that with her.” He finishes.

Matt stays silent for a bit. He knew how much his brother has loved that girl.

“Chris.. uhm I don’t know how to tell you this but when you broke things off with y/n I knew you would regret that. I mean yeah we were suddenly known that you probably thought you wanted more but in the end you only ever wanted her u just lost focus on it for a while.” Matt said.

“And what do I do now?” He asks his brother, looking up at him with tears in his eyes.

“I don’t know.”

“Fantastic” Chris lets out a sarcastic laugh.

“Look were back home in Boston next month how about you just try to apologize?” Matt tries.

“After half a year?”

“Better late than never.” Matt puts a hand on his shoulder and gives him a smile that Chris returns.

He will try.

May 2024

“Vinnie stop” y/n is laughing really hard as he tickles her.

“No, say it.” He smiles down at her.

“Never” she says between laughs.

“You wanted it this way.”

He starts tickling her side now.

“Alright alright I’ll eat it. You’re better at valorant than me.”

Vinnie stops tickling her, turns her around in the bed and hovers above her.

“See it wasn’t that hard.” He says with as teasing smile as he looks down at her.

“Mhm” y/n lets out, pulling at his necklace that dingles in front of her face.

Vinnie gets the hint and leans his head down to capture her lips with his.

Their tongues melt and y/n starts to smile as she feels his hand at her sides again m.

As Vinnie feels her smile against his lips he can’t help it but smile to.

He pull away and start to nuzzle his nose against hers.

“You’re smell so good” he sighs against her.

Vinnie knew he was deeply in love with her. Hell he probably fell in love with her after their talk that night at the party.

He just hopes she feels the same. Sometimes he worries she might just is with him as a distraction from Chris.

Last week he asked to be her boyfriend and she agrees. He really hopes she means this serious as it’s serious to him.

A little while later they are ready to go out on a date. He will took her to this new fancy restaurant at the end of the city.

Amelia’s

As y/n put her jacket on Vinnie came down the stairs.

“Are you ready beautiful” he says leaning down to kiss her neck as he opens the door.

“I’m am my handsome boyfriend.” He chuckles at that, leaning down to kiss her as he walks backwards out the door, lips still locked with hers, pulling her with him by her jacket.

As they were outside he finally pulls away. She smiles up at him as he lets go of her and opens his car door for her.

Right as she was about to go in she meets a pair of blue eyes. The blue eyes that she would recognize anywhere.

Even tho everything about him has changed, he got a new a hair cut a new style his eyes a still the same ones she fell in love with so long ago.

Chris stand there with an devastating look on his face. He looks like he’s about to cry.

The triplets just got out of the car. They come probably from the airport to visit their family.

Great timing y/n thought.

“Y/n” Vinnie says pulling her out of her staring/ trance contest with Chris.

She turns around and looks at him.

She gets in the car and Vinnie closes her door.

She didn’t see the lion Vinnie and Chris gave each other as Vinnie gets in the driver side and drives off towards the restaurant.

Y/n tries not to think about Chris and enjoys her time with Vinnie but Chris is still in the back of her mind.

3 hours later

Vinnie stops his car in front of y/n house and turns his head towards her.

“I had fun today” he says.

“Me too.” She responds and she means it.

He leans in and kisses her passionately.

As he pulls away they look deep in each other eyes.

“I love you” Vinnie says suddenly.

This is the first time either of them has said the L word.

Y/n’s eyes widen.

“You don’t have to say it back I just wanted you to know it.” Vinnie says quickly in a soft voice.

Y/n kisses him again, gives him a smile and gets out of the car.

“Good night Vinnie” she says

“Dream of me snoopy.” He says with a smile.

“Always.” Her smile is so big.

She watches his car drive off and as she can’t see it anymore she turns around and starts walking towards her front door.

“You’re moved on.” Her smiles drops as she hears his voice.

The voice she hadn’t heard in six months.

The girls stand still. She doesn’t want to turn around and face him.

“I knew you would be okay.” He continues as he steps closer now crossing the road.

“Did you?” Y/n asks still not turning around.

“Of course I did. I always knew you deserved better than what I gave you. That’s why I let you go.”

“Stop it.” Her was is calm and soft. No anger. She was never the type to hold grudges against people. She turns around. “I never wanted you let me go.”

“I had too. I saw what I did to you.”

“When you knew what you did to me all those months why didn’t you stop? Why didn’t you talked to me?” She isn’t mad just curious.

“I don’t know.” She closes her eyes at his answer. “But I know that I regret everyday how I treated you. And I know that I’m so incredibly sorry.” She turns around and starts making her way to her door. She knows this isn’t nice but she couldn’t hear him talking anymore.

But he wasn’t finished. “And most importantly I know that I miss you more than anything.” She stops again and turns around to face him as she hears how desperate his voice has gotten.

“I miss taking to you, I muss telling you what’s going on in my life and I miss hearing what’s going on in yours. I muss hearing your laugh and kissing you, holding and.. and,” he stops for a short moment to take in a deep breath and calm his nerves. “ I miss being with you y/n.” He finishes his speech.

Y/n stays silent as they both just look at each other in the dark night.

The only lights are the moon and the street lamps a little away.

They never thought they would find themselves in this situation.

“Do you miss me?” He asks stepping closer to her.

“Chris..” she turns her head away

“Answer me please.” He sounds so desperate as he grabs her hand.

“Don’t you remember us? How good we were? Why are you wasting you’re time with him?”

She pulls away suddenly as she hears his words.

What they were.

The were he was talking about didn’t exist anymore and it never could. They were different people now.

She remembers all the times she felt not important to him. She never felt that way with Vinnie. And hearing how he talked about him made her angry for the first time that night.

Vinnie was the person who was there for her after he left.

He helped her repairing the things he broke.

If anything she was wasting her time waiting for him to show her love again.

“The us youre talking about does not exist anymore.” She said calmy looking into his eyes. “And my time with Vinnie is anything but a waste.” She turns around, for the last time she hopes.

“Are you happy with him?” Chris got mad. He was and at himself that he had let her go and he couldn’t unmake that mistake now.

“Yes.” She says.

“Do you love him?”

“Yes”

That broke him. She loved someone.. that wasn’t him.

He wanted to break down and cry, beg on his knees for her forgiveness.

“Wonder how longer that lasts.” Instead he only made it worse.

“What.” She turns around.

“I mean you see how it was with us. What made you think it will be any different with him? He’s also an influencer”

“He isn’t you.”

That shut him up

“He makes time for me, he doesn’t makes me feel useless, he won’t leave me.”

“Yeah alright” he lets out a sarcastic laugh. “ I see you when you’re come clawing back to me after he leaves you.”

“Fuck you Chris.” She finally tunes around and gets inside her.

As she slams the door shut she leans against it and slides down.

She starts so cry again. Again because of Chris.

The next morning

Y/n woke up to a headache.

She felt like shit, she honestly just wanted Vinnie.

Ding dong

Could Vinnie read her mind?

She made her way downstairs to open the door.

On the other side of the door was the last person she wanted to see.

Chris.

She bag an to close the door again.

“Wait” he calls out. “ I wanted to say sorry.”

“I have this feeling we were at this point before.” She responds.

“I wanted to say sorry for last night.”

She opens her door again.

“Come in”

“I over stepped. I should have never commented on your relationship with Vinnie.” It was hard for him to say what he’s about to say but it’s for y/n so he would do it. Because he would do anything for her.

“I’m happy if you’re happy. I really wanted to apologize last night but as I saw you with him.. y/n I just lost it. I never thought I would see you with another man.”

“It’s okay Chris” she tries.

“No it’s not. I admit I regret breaking up with you. But that was my mistake. I can’t blame you or him for that only myself. I mean I understand why he likes you.” Chris chuckles.

“You’re an amazing girl y/n i’m sorry if I ever made you feel like your weren’t.” She could see the honesty in his eyes.”if I’m completely honest I had hope that after our visit, we both Cousy start over -“

“Chris-“ she tries to cut him off.

“No let me finish. As I saw how he looks at you and how you look at him I knew that was it. I really wished we had a different ending. I mean for a very long time I thought I was going to marry you.” Letting out a soft laugh.

It was silent for a few seconds.

“I want to remember us as something I was happy about. I don’t want this us, the memory of us to be ruined. I want to remember the innocent us, the one who dreamed of the future and our biggest worriers were if we’re gonna have a ride to the arcade.” She said

They bitch chuckled at that.

“Chris I want to remember you as the boy I fell in love with in Highschool who would do everything to make sure I was happy. Not as someone who couldn’t care less if he saw me or no” the girl finishes.

“Y/n-“

“I know you didn’t mean too and I’m proud of everything you guys accomplished.”

“We were each others first loves. Let’s leave it at that.” She sends him a smile which he returns.

By now they were standing outside again.

“You will always mean something to me and you will always have a special place in my heart” he said to her

“You will always have a special place in my heart too.” She wispers in his ear as they hug each other.

As they pull sways she finishes with.”and you will always mean something to me too.”

After that Chris turns around and heads to his home.

“Say hi to Matt and Nick for me.” She yelled after him.

“Will do!”

As she turns back she sees Vinnie standing by her door. With flowers in his hands.

“You will always mean something to me?” Vinnie repeats her words as jealousy is written over his face.

“Vinnie let me-“ she starts

“Is this the reason you didn’t said that you love me back? Because of him?” He upset but more so sad.

“No Vinnie listen to me.”

He scoffs and gets in his car

She follows him and gets in the driver side.

“No stop, you listen to me now.” She said snatching the keys from his hands. “Me and Chris, we were together for over four years of course he still means something to me, he’ll probably always will have speical place in my heart but he is not the person I want to be with for the rest of my life anymore, thats you Vinnie. Because I love you.” The girl told him.

“Really”

“Yeah”

He leans over, cups her cheek and kisses her deep.

They both smile as he repeats “I love you, I love you, I love you.” Over and over again as he kisses over her cheek, nose, eyes, chin, neck. Everywhere he can reach.

“Say it again.” He says

“I love you”

“Again”

“I love you Vinnie”

Thanksgiving 2024

This year Vinnie celebrated thanksgiving with the y/l/n and the Sturniolo’s. It was great that they were all together again.

The triplets told them about their upcoming tour and new 8 million merch they’re about to drop.

Y/n and Vinnie told about how they going to move in together in London.

Who would have thought that a year ago?

As y/n and Chris sat opposite each other and smiled at one another they knew, they were always going to be alright and they would be beside each other when they would need the other.

I guess who ever said ‘it all works out in the end’ was right.

But he could have warned us about the hard way there…

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A/n: heyyy loves I hope you guys enjoyed part two and are okay with who became endgame. I was thinking about making Chris and y/n endgame but I really liked the relationship with Vinnie.

Okay and maybe I have a slight crush on Vinnie at the moment.

Anyways let me know if you liked this part and want me to write more fics about different celebrities.

Also sorry again for spelling mistakes like I said English isn’t my first language.

Til next time, xoxo

[hazelsmirrorball]

Spiderman’s Biggest Fan |  Jaime Reyes.  Part 2

summary:  Jaime Reyes is the biggest spiderman fan. His girlfriend on the other hand is Spiderman's biggest hater. 

pairings: Jaime Reyes x Spiderman! FemReader 

a/n:  Hi! I received lots of love in the first part and I want to thank you guys so much. I haven’t been having the greatest week and that really cheered me up. I rarely do second parts but here you guys go. Ps. There is also another part coming soon. 

warning: English isn’t my main language. Angsty and kinda sad. Not edited

[MASTERLIST]

part one.  part three part four part five

Family dinners. 

You either love them or hate them. Good food, people you love and drama all bottled up on a dining room table at around six thirty pm. An nightly event that could either ruin your night or make a beautiful memory for the future. There was no in between and by the looks of it, Y/n was getting the short end of the stick. 

The past two weeks had been a living hell for the girl. Trying to balance her regular life with her superhero life was barely impossible the past weeks.  She had been Spiderman for years now and she had managed to balance both of her lives with ease but now, she was losing it. She couldn’t sleep, she couldn’t eat, she couldn’t focus. Y/n had never felt like this, even when her uncle died she didn’t feel as bad as she felt right now. Her spider senses didn’t have to tell her that something bad was going to happen at this dinner, her common sense already told her that. It wouldn’t surprise her if Doc Ock would enter through the door and make a big fiasco but she thought that it would be better than standing in this uncomfortable silence. No one dared to say anything which was rare with both of the families. They usually would fight to shut people up making even more ruckus but right now the only thing you could hear was the metal of the spoons scraping off the plates and the wall on the clock. No one said a word and that drove Y/n insane. She could feel her eyelids flutter shut as she thought of the last two weeks. 

The Justice League had  been all up her ass making her work even more than usual. Not even the titans were working as much as her. Don’t get her wrong, she loved crime fighting but criminals in Palmera weren’t as scary as the ones in Gotham. She would prefer having to deal with people stealing a croissant  at a cafe than having to deal with one of the Joker's bombs. It was great that Batman trusted her with big missions but she needed a break.  Gotham wasn’t for her and quite frankly she didn’t understand how Jaime was capable of staying there for so long.  Gotham was hell and that drove her on the brick of insanity, maybe she would turn into the Joker of Palmera because at this point she was losing it as much as him. Y/n was starting to regret accepting the honorary position in the Justice League. She was in between cities Gotham, Metropolis and Palmera. Palmera, Metropolis, Gotham. 

To make matters even worse, Villains in Palmera were multiplying by the minute thanks to Blue Beetle’s  appearance and to make her life even more difficult Blue Beetle was MIA. No one had heard a word from him. She hadn’t personally met him but ever since he had shown up her life got even more difficult, so long story short she wasn't the biggest Blue Beetle fan. Since he was MIA Spiderman had to fight her “arch nemesis” plus the ones Blue Beetle had managed to bring to Palmera. Y/n knew the media was against her but she also knew that the people of Palmera counted on her. People like her family needed to be protected, there  couldn’t be more deaths like Uncle Ben’s. She wouldn’t allow that, so even if she had to lose her sanity and her life, Y/ was going to do the impossible to keep Palmera safe.  

Those problems were only the spiderman one’s. If her life as Spiderman was rough Y/n’s  life was ten feet underground. She was failing classes left and right, barely keeping up due to the fact that she was in between cities. She couldn’t talk to Jaime that night which made him completely ignore her. Aunt Marisol started acting weird around her, like she knew something she didn’t.  The Reyes family had to stop the construction due to some new laws that were happening and the tip of the iceberg, Milagro knew Y/n’s secret and she was eager to tell someone. 

Y/n wasn’t okay. Well she never was. Even though she was an orphan, Aunt Marisol and Uncle Ben made her life good, they raised her as their own and gave her a good life. They worked hard for her to get to where she was at in life.  She was okay before she was bitten. Y/n had a normal life with aspirations. She had friends and family that loved her. She was doing well in highschool and she was on her way to get a degree. She was starting her relationship with her best friend and would fantasize about having a family with Jaime. And right now, at the age of twenty two she was losing everything she worked hard for with a blink of an eye. They were in depth, she was failing school, she was going insane, she didn’t know where she stood with Jaime and Uncle Ben was dead. All because she was bitten by a radioactive spider. Scratch that, all because she didn’t have the capability of balancing her two lives. 

Before she could even go half way through her inner monologue her thoughts got broken by her head slamming against the hard wooden table waking her up immediately while also gaining everyone's attention. Her tired eyes scanned around the table straddle. Everyone was aware and used to the constant lack of sleep from her behalf but watching the dark eyebags and the food that was barely touched made them worry. Y/n noticed the multiple pair of pity eyes staring at her so she kept on looking around trying to see something different and that when she saw it. Milagros' eyes looked deep into her soul. It was worrying to Y/n already the fact that at any moment Milagro could spill the beans of her secret but the look on Y/n’s face made her scared. She was going to tell them, Y/n was dead. 

After managing to avoid the family for the past two weeks, everything was going down while they were attempting to have a nice family dinner. If she survived this she was going to remember this as the downfall of family dinners. 

Y/n glared  at Milagro  as she slowly shook her head not wanting for her to say a word. Y/n had hid her identity for years and she was successful. She never missed a beat and no one suspected a thing. But because she slipped one time, every secret she held was ruined. 

“Okay! Since no one wants to address the elephant in the room I will…” Milagro started but before she could continue. Y/n slammed her hand on the table getting up quickly, gaining everyone's attention.

“This food is amazing. You guys really ate with this. Have I told you how good you have gotten at cooking? Nana and Rocio really have helped you a lot. We should all get cooking classes so we could all make really good food like this one. We could maybe even open a food store, because from the looks of it, I might drop out of grad school. I don’t know, cooking school would probably eat. See, I’m good at telling cooking jokes. Is it getting hot in here or is it just me? ” Y/n said quickly  as she picked up a glass of water gulping it down. Everyone stared at her with wide eyes trying to comprehend what was happening but before anyone could say a thing, her Aunt got up from her chair looking at her with angry eyes. 

“ Que tu me estas tratando de decir, Y/n. After everything we’ve done for you, you are going to tell me that you are failing school?”  

“No, tampoco así. Solo es que… I took two weeks off and now I’m a little behind on school but I can catch up on it now since I don’t have a job” She said quickly while closing her eyes not ready to see her aunt's face. Nana gasped as she heard the words escaping from her lips. 

“What do you mean you don’t have a job? What happened to your job at the Daily Bugle.” Aunt May exclaimed, passing a hard roughly through her hair. 

“Well, they didn’t like the fact that I took two weeks of work?” She said gulping hard not wanting to  dig herself a bigger grave.

“What? Do you think money grows on trees, Y/n! We are not rich. We can barely afford to pay rent let alone bring food to the table and you have the decency to tell me that you lost your job and that your failing school like it’s just a little game. This is real life and Ben and I risked a lot of things you could have the life you have right now. We took you in andmade you our own and this is how you repay us? These past few weeks I’ve seen a side of you I’ve never seen and Dios que feo es. I don’t know what’s going on with you, but it has to stop right  now. Disappearing to God knows where, ditching school, ignoring your family, ignoring Jaime. Have you looked at yourself for a minute in the mirror? I don’t recognize the women you’ve become and quite frankly this wasn’t the way I raised you and I bet Ben wouldn’t even recognize you too” Aunt Marisol yelled sternly as Y/n stared at her tears threatening to spill from her eyes. Y/n could feel her watch buzzing but all she could hear was her aunt's voice echoing through her head. 

She screwed up and she screwed up big time. It didn’t take long for her to push her chair back and walk towards her room. As she went up the stairs she could hear hush voices talking at the table. Y/n could feel a lot of emotions right now, but most importantly she felt ashamed and embarrassed.  Y/n was fucking up her life by the minute and everyone could see it but her.  She tried her best to block it out as she entered her bed letting a loud cry onto her pillow.  She raised her head from the pillow tapping her hand against her nightstand to pick up a small compact mirror. She looked at the reflection not recognizing who was staring back at her. Aunt Marisol was right, she couldn’t even recognize herself.  She had lost herself and all her hard work. 

Y/n felt once again her watch buzzing which made her angrily throw it against the wall. She let herself drown with tears as her head fell one again on her pillow. Lost in her thoughts she didn’t notice the tall frame enter her room and sit on the edge of the bed. Once his hands rubbed her back she felt her body tense up missing the familiar touch. She slowly raised her head from the pillow looking towards them, her eyes being completely swollen already. As she got up slowly sitting next to him, she played with her hands not daring to look  him in the eyes. 

“Jaime, please listen to me when I say this. I know I’ve been acting weird and I know I’ve been a bad girlfriend. I’ve been ignoring you. But I really can’t lose you, you are the one person that keeps me sane and I know things are weird between us right now but trust me when I say this, I would never cheat on you. You are one of the best things that has ever happened to me and I would never risk losing that. I love you so much Jaime. I-I I swear that wasn’t a hic…” Y/n said in between cries, but before she could even continue Jaime pulled her into a tight hug, kissing the top of her head. Y/n cried into his chest as he rubbed her hair. 

“Y/n, I trust you. I don’t know what you're going through right now. Pero te quiero ayudar. I love you so much and it hurts me to see you like this. Even though everyone is saying that they can't recognize you, I still see that beautiful girl I’ve been in love with since forever. You’re Y/n, the caring and loveable girl that would do anything for her family. The girl that is obsessed over romance books and loves to write.  You are Y/n L/n the light to this world, to my world” Jaime said as he pulled Y/n’s chin up placing a kiss on her lips. She missed this, she missed being this close with Jaime. She remembered why she started doing this in the first place, so that Palmera could be safe so they could live the life they deserved and worked for. 

“Jaime, I wanted to tell you. I’m sp…” Before she could continue Milagros slammed the door open making the couple let go of themselves. 

“Hey! I’m sorry to ruin your little moment but Doctor Octopus just came through our front door! And he got Aunt Marisol!” 

part 3.

[MASTERLIST]

[justastraymoa]

ADVENTURES WITH CHEESE EXTENDED EDITION PT 3

In a nearly unheard of turn of events, I had the apartment all to myself today. Well, me and Cheese that is. The Chan Clan were all out doing their thing, leaving me to do mine. Which is hang around the apartment in my pajamas.

I was craving something sweet, though. Funnel cakes, to be precise. I hadn’t had one in years, and the thought of one now was making my mouth water. The process of making them wasn’t difficult per se, but annoying and time-consuming.

Thinking about it, we may even have all the ingredients needed already here. Whatever, it was just me today, I was going to make funnel cakes and enjoy them with no guilt. I may even make myself two and eat the second one later when the boys got home. Who was gunna judge me, the boys. Please, as long as I made a funnel cake for them, they wouldn’t say a word.

As I set up the ingredients, I put on a playlist of my favorite songs and got to work. I didn’t make desserts often. I found things like this, too precise. I liked cooking better where you can be more or less generous with ingredients with the same basic result. It was much easier to deal with, especially when I tended to forgo measuring cups and spoons and preferred to measure with my tastebuds and heart.

Cheese was on the counter next to where I put some dry ingredients. He sniffed curiously at the bowls and bags, but wasn’t trying to touch or eat them so I let it go. You sometimes have to choose your battles with cats, and this one just wasn’t worth it.

“Don’t touch the stove, bud, its hot.” I warned him when he got to close to the red hot coils of the burner I was using. I watched out of the corner of my eye as he gave the burner a curious sniff before moving away again.

I smiled to myself and turned to mix the wet ingredients together.

I was in my head, zoned out, listening to music and mindlessly making the funnel cakes when a sneeze and a clatter got my attention.

I snored inelegantly at the sight before me. Cheese was covered in the powdered sugar I had put into a bowl on the dry ingredients counter. “Did you get too curious there babe?” I asked as I wiped my hands and immediately took out my phone to take pictures and message the boys.

Now to clean Cheese up. He held still well enough, only chirping in annoyance as I rubbed a dry towel, then a wet towel over his face. I got most of it off, but the powdered sugar seemed to get stuck deep down into his fur. I would leave it, but I wasn’t sure if powdered sugar was safe for cats to eat, and I wasn’t willing to risk his health because I was lazy and didn’t want to bathe a cat.

So into the bathroom I went after making sure everything in the kitchen was turned off or down to safe levels since I wasn’t going to be around to watch it. Better safe than sorry. The last thing I wanted to do while I crashed here was burn the place down. Talk about being a bad house guest.

I had teased Bin, but in reality Cheese was a laid back bather. He was grumpy, but he didn’t bite or scratch at you when you had to give him a bath. But I also knew he would give me the cold shoulder for the next few hours while he bathed obsessively to get his fur back to just right.

“Where is my poor baby boy!” Lino asked as soon as the front door opened later on.

I scoffed from my spot on the couch. “Hello to you to.”

Lino held up a hand in my direction and looked around the room. “Hush evil woman! Where is the king of the house?”

“Where are the funnel cakes?” Bin put in a second later. I pouted at both of them refusing to answer.

The door shut as the last two came in and took off their shoes. “Who is being mean to you y/n?” Channie asked as he spotted my pouting form on the couch. He tugged lightly on my jutting lower lip and kissed the top of my head.

“They only care about food and Cheese!” I whined high pitched and annoying.

Hyune threw himself over my lap and poked my cheek. “How dare they!”

“You weren’t the one emotionally traumatized by powdered sugar and water today!” Lino shouted form another room, still looking for Cheese. I wasn’t going to tell him he was hiding under the bed in Chans room. Let him keep looking.

Bin came up behind me on the couch and wrapped his arms around my head in a hug. “Im sorry. Hello, y/n how was your day? Did Cheese scratch you too bad when you gave him a bath? I can help you apply antibiotic ointment.” He offered.

I shoved him off and away, fixing my static riddled hair. “Better. Funnel cakes are in the oven keeping warm. Sprinkle the powdered sugar on it and its ready to go.” I didn’t bother answering any of his questions, knowing he mostly didn’t care about them. Not really. They were only a means to an end. His funnel cake.

Hyune sat up and gently took one of my arms, inspecting it. “Don’t worry. Cheese doesn’t like baths, but he doesn’t scratch.”

Dinner wasn’t the healthiest that night, all of us full of funnel cake and hyped up on powdered sugar, but we had fun. Cheese even deemed me forgiven enough to let me pet him again. After I gave him a couple of apology treats.

I sighed and threw my phone down on my bed. Cheese blinked his eyes at me in curiosity before rolling over and stretching out the length of his body. “What do you think Cheese? You wanna live here?” I smoothed down the soft fur on his belly and snatched my hand away before he could bite at it for daring to touch his belly.

A couple minutes later there was a knock on my door. “Come in.” I called reaching to get my phone again.

Hyune stepped inside and shut the door again behind him. “Whats up?” I patted my bed inviting him to sit.

Hyune sat, chewing on the inside of his cheek slightly. “I wanted to talk to you about moving in.”

I sighed. “You know I cant. You have already given up your room for long enough, and I do not want to overstay my welcome. You guys have been amazing already and I do not want to push in.”

“That’s just it though. We really don’t want you to leave. I cant speak for the others, but it makes me want to cry when I think about you leaving. And me and Bin are just fine sharing a room. We literally only use it to sleep so its not even a sacrifice!”

“Of course it’s a sacrifice, you just don’t realize it yet! You and Bin don’t have a place to call your own. You don’t have a safe zone where you can go to just be alone!” These were very important things for someone’s mental health. Especially when they lived with other people. Humans sometimes just needed a place to exist in alone. Be with their own thoughts.

He waved me off. “If either of us ever need that we can just tell the other and have the room to ourself for however long we need. There are two other rooms in this apartment that would welcome either of us for the night if we asked. And im sure not even you would turn us down for the night if we needed it.”

That was true. I had no qualms about letting any one of them stay with me for a night. We had slept all in a pile in the living room once or twice since we started doing Friday night cat movie night. This wasn’t much different, even if it was more one on one.

“Bottom line, please stay.” Hyune said after giving me a minute to think about what he said.

I rolled my eyes lightly. “I’ll think about it.”

He smiled widely and hopped off the bed. Far too happy for someone who just got a maybe. (even if I knew I was going to give in. I wanted to stay as much as they wanted me to stay)

When I was finally allowed back in my apartment the boys took an entire day off from their work to help me go to my old apartment, pack, and move everything. Between all of us it was finished in half a day. I truly didn’t have much anyways as I had only moved in a couple months before the fumigation started.

And Cheese was very happy to have all his stuff back. Particularly his 6 ft tall cat tree. That went into my new room right by the window so he could bask in all his glory in the sun as it shown through.

Everything that was even remotely suspected of having a bed bug on it was thrown directly into the trash. We were not risking that. I could buy anything I needed to replace with time.

A/N: So again, sorry, the texts don't quite match up with the extended version timeline. 😅 bear with me, please 🙏

And thank you for reading and interacting in anyway or just reading alone. I hope you enjoy the antics of the Chan Clan

Skz + pets masterlist

Taglist: @whatdoyouwanttocallmefor

[astraysimp]

Hi besties! I’m back with more dad!skz Hannie edition! I hope y’all are ready, because Han and his twins are a handful and a half! I’ve really been enjoying writing dad!skz, maybe I’m having slight baby fever idk 

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥Summary: Yours and Han’s twins ( fraternal boy and girl) are a handful…..yet somehow Han may be the most to deal with. 

⌦ .｡.:*♡ Warnings: Dad!Han, your twins are 1 year old, both twins have Han’s cheekies and boba eyes( it would be a crime if they didn’t), super fluffy, pouty Hannie, pet names, boy boy is a mumma’s boy and baby girl is a daddy’s girl, fem!reader

⌦ .｡.:*♡ Ji-Yeong is your energetic daddy’s girl, who is TOTALLY wrapped around her little finger 

⌦ .｡.:*♡Ji-Seok is your more calm baby. He is definitely a mommy’s boy but does get in trouble with his sister. The older twin–even if it’s only by 2 minutes 

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You had just gotten home from work, feeling tired and ready to settle down for the night with your babies and husband, Jisung. Parking your car in the driveway and locking the doors, you toed your shoes off, letting out a sigh. Expecting to hear laughing and giggles, you were met with silence. Confused, you made your way into the kitchen, seeing your husband asleep on the couch, two sleeping babies next to him. 

But…..it  was dinner time. Smiling to yourself, you leaned down placing kisses on their heads. “Sungie? Honey? Wake up, my love. It’s dinner time, we got two hungry babies to feed.” You whispered, seeing him shuffle, as your baby boy started waking up. Jisung, then, opened his eyes, looked around, still groggy. “Huh? What? Oh, hi my love. You’re home.” He sleepily smiled, pecking your lips. You smiled and carefully took Ji-Seok into your arms, feeling him nuzzle into your hold. “Hi my baby boy, did you miss mommy, hm?” You smiled, as he put his chubby hands on your cheeks, smushing his lips to yours. “Mommy gets a kiss,too? Waaaahh, my baby is too sweet.” You smiled, seeing Jisung get up, with Ji-Yeong in his arms. Turning to them, you smiled, kissing Ji-Yeong on her cheeks. “Oh my goodness! Is that my precious flower?!” You smiled, pressing more kisses to her and her brother’s faces as they giggled. Pouting, Jisung looked at you, his lower lip jetted out. “W-what about me? I was your baby first. Where’s dada’s kiss?” He whined, cheeks puffing up just like the twins’. Laughing, you kissed  him all over his face, pressing multiple kisses to his lips. “Is that better,hm? My big baby.” You giggled, pinching his cheek, as he nodded.”Okay okay, I have three hungry babies to feed,” You smiled.

Once you and Jisung made it to the kitchen, you each sat the twins in their high chairs and fastened bibs around their necks. “Hmmm, are my babies hungry? Do my babies want to eat?” You smiled, as the twins smacked their hands against the trays of their highchairs and Jisung nodded. So, you grabbed each of their bottles, food and spoons, before sitting in front of them. Taking a spoonful of mashed sweet potatoes, you hold it out to Ji-Yeong, then repeating the same to Ji-Seok. “Aaahhhh, say ahhh. Mmmmm yummy.” You smiled, as they ate, their cheeks puffing up just like Jisung’s did. But, then you turned your head , where Jisung sat pouting. “Yah, Yeobo-ah. What’s wrong?why are you pouting and sulking and not helping me feed them?” He whined, crossing his arms, “I want to be fed too!” Jisung whined and your jaw dropped. “Yah! Aigoo! Sungie, they’re babies , you’re an adult. Why do I need to feed you too?” You groaned, resuming feeding the twins. “Because I was your baby first, yeobo! What about me?!” Rolling your eyes, you flicked his forehead, and grabbed his chopsticks. “Say ahhhh, my babies,” You smiled, feeding them sweet potatoes, before turning to feed Jisung a bite of his Japchae. Watching his cheeks puff up, you smiled as he chewed his food. “Mmm, thank you, darling.” he muttered, through a mouthful of food. You just rolled your eyes.

45 minutes of feeding three babies–yeah Jisung that includes you– you put the empty dishes in the dishwasher and picked up Ji-Seok. “Aigooo, my precious prince is getting so big. But, now it’s bath time, so you get all clean for bedtime.” You smiled, tickling his tummy. Jisung had Ji-Yeong in his arms, bouncing her as he kissed her cheeks. “Bath time for my babies. Sungie, that doesn’t include you.” You pointed at him, before kissing Ji-Yeong’s nose. “Wah! Why not?!” “Yah, what do you mean why not?! You’re an adult. I’m not bathing you!” You three back, walking to your upstairs bathroom. Following you up, Jisung  whined,”But wwwwhhhyyyyyy? I want you to bathe meeeee,” He pouted. You sighed, running a bath for the babies, you undressed Ji-Seok and set him in as Jisung did the same with JI-Yeon. Bath time went as smoothly as it could with twins and a whiny Jisung. “Baby, I will do your skincare routine for you, that’s it. No bath, take it or leave it.” Yo untold him, as you washed the baby shampoo out of Ji-Seok’s hair. Nodding his head, Jisung smiled and giggled to the twins. “Wahhh, isn’t mommy so nice babies? Should we give her kissies?” He smiled, carefully picking both babies up (with a small groan) before they all pressed their lips on your face. Laughing, you returned their kisses, as you took Ji-Seok into your arms, drying with a towel and dressing him into pajamas.”Ooooh, thank you so much my babies. My sweet babies.” 

You and Jisung made your way into the twins’ nursery, both babies in pajamas and ready for bed. Smiling, you carefully laid Ji-Seok in his crib, a stuffed quokka next to him–we know you did that, Jisung. Kissing his forehead you smiled, walking over to where Jisung has laying an already asleep Ji-yeong in her crib. You and Jisung kissed her forehead.”Sweet dreams, my angels.” You smiled, holding Jisung’s hand, as you made your way back to the bathroom; after you shut the nursery light off and closed the door. “Time to get my third baby ready for bed too huh?” You smiled, gently pushing him to sit on the closed toilet seat. He smiled and nodded,sliding his hands around your waist. “Yes, please, baby.Thank you,” he smiled, pecking your lips. Kissing him back, you smiled and slid a hairband on him. “Wah, so cute. My precious Sungie.” You pinched his cheeks as he laughed, his heart shaped smile appearing. “Ssttoopppp. You’re making me blush.” He pouted, cheeks turning red as you giggled. Washing his face off with facewash, you wiped his face with a toner pad. “ Why should I stop? My hubby is so cute and he gave me the cutest little munchkins.” You smiled, squishing his cheeks. Pulling you against him, he whined, “Jagiyaaaaaa, stopppp. I’m all blushy.” He smiled and rested his chin on your stomach to look up at you. “But, you’re so cute. Sooooooo cute, those big eyes and that cute nose and puffy cheeks. Gaahhh I just want to bite those cheeks!” You giggled, kissing his nose and cheeks, multiple times. Pouting, he stood up and pulled you into his chest. “Let’s go to bed, can’t handle your cuteness, anymore.” He smiled, pressing a kiss to your lips. So, you finished your night routines and brushed your teeth, ready to cuddle in bed. 

Reaching your bedroom, Jisung flicked the lights on and made his way to his side of the bed. “Tuck me in, please?” He pouted at you, making grabby hands. Giggling, you nodded and walked over to his side, holding the blankets up.”Sure, jagi. Get in.” You smiled, as he climbed in and settled himself against the headboard. “Mmm, so warm. Thank you, darling. “ Nodding, you climbed into your  side of the bed and slid into his side. Suddenly feeling sentimental, Jisung placed a kiss to the top of your head and squeezed you tighter to his side. “Hey, honey love?” He asked, looking down at you. You looked ar him , and soothingly rubbed a hand against his chest. “Yes, my dear?” You softly smiled, reaching up to run a hand through his hair. “Thank you.” He said, softly. “For what, Sungie?” You asked, watching him as he ran a hand through his hair before grabbing your hand and fiddling with your wedding ring. “Everything. For choosing me, loving me, saying yes to me, marrying me, giving me the twins. Just….thank you. I love you so much, and the twins. You three are my world, my everything.” He whispered, still messing with your ring. Smiling softly, you pulled him into a soft love filled kiss. “Oh Jisungie, my sweet hubby. I will always choose you, always have and always will. It’s always been you, for me. Thank you,too, for choosing  and loving me. And for showing me what love is, whether it’s the love you show me or the love you show our angels.” You smiled, eyes welling up with tears. He,too, teared up and pulled you in for a tight, warm cuddle. “Yeobo…….my little honey bear…..we were meant to be together in every life in every universe.” He whispered, wiping your tears. “You’re my Sungie. I love you,” you whispered in his chest,a day of taking care of your babies(including Jisung) catching up to you and fell asleep. He smiled and turned the lights off, patting your hair. “And you’re my ynnie, forever and always.” Those were the last words he whispered, falling asleep,himself.

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ARABELLA → e. hewson

pairing — elijah hewson x famous!fem!reader

summary —every popular man needs an even more popular girlfriend and rn that's you babe xx

written for this request

wraps her lips round the mexican coke, makes you wish that you were the bottle

you're such a fan fav.

like whenever you're at inhaler gigs they're almost more excited to take pictures with you than with the band

if you work in the limelight as well (singer, model, actress, etc) his fanbase is your fanbase.

pictures of you and elijah (and just you) are very common profile pics for inhaler twt and tiktok

he's very aware that he's the arm candy in the relationship

he can't complain tho, he gets it

obsessed bf, pretty gf dynamic

goes without saying that you've got more than a few songs written about you

if you're irish (self projecting) you would be freaking out with him and the lads over them playing in slane (and for opening hslot ofc)

in famous!reader headcanons i always see "his insta is a fanpage for you" and i raise you one, your insta is a fanpage for HIM!!

litch whenever an album drops, it's on the story and in a post. they announced tour dates? posted. they're opening for someone? posted. they fall asleep on your couch after a show? posted. you see a cute fan edit? saved, commented, and posted.

you're visibly down bad for him

BUT DONT WORRY hes visibly down bad for you too

if you're a singer, people are getting videos of him with the biggest heart eyes chilling in the vip section

if you're an actress, pictures of him staring at you on the red carpet or during interviews haunt the rockstar gf pinterest girlies

if you're a model you better believe that there has never been a show of yours when everyone can see him smiling in the front row

your little fanboy <3

forehead kisses for the win!!!

AND AND AND!!!!!! a hand on the small of your back at all times

definitely does the thumb thing when you're holding hands

he follows the sidewalk rule like it's a law

tells u abt the time he got abducted by aliens to help u sleep xx

he doesn't really fuck with spooning but will always rest easier if your head is on his chest and his arm is around you

i feel like if you're a very excitable person (self projecting again) he's such a listener

like you could be rambling about the most random thing in the world, and he'll just sit there nodding with a cute little smile on his face

he'd be great to gossip with, i think, but that might just be the irish in him

it's pretty much mandatory that you get on well with the rest of the bad bcs if you're not busy yourself, eli is dragging you on tour with them

if you were in the industry longer than them i feel like you'd all have some really good chats

like giving them advice on how to deal with anxiety and helping them through any doubts or fears they have

they all appreciate having you around even if ye take the piss out of each other 24/7

it's loving banter <3

you'd get mentioned in interviews a few times

never by name tho

because eli's so private and doesn't want to end up with the bands success being attributed to you he'd never be like "oh, y/n said this, y/n said that"

instead he'd be like "oh, yeah my girlfriend's been here before so she's been telling us where to go and all"

if the others ever brought you up it'd be to take the piss out of eli

"yeah his girlfriend had to drag him out the bus this morning" "he wouldn't shut up till we brought his girlfriend over" stuff like that

you and eli would have some proper deep chats i feel

he trusts you so much

each others ride or dies fr

fans hope you get married

he does too

overall, any comment section under a pic of the two of you is filled with people crediting ye for their bisexuality xx

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Behind the Scenes pt 5

Master List 

Minors DNI 18+

Warnings: Tension, FLUF, pregnancy hormones, insecurities. 

A/N: You are newly hired on Supernatural. Your character was supposed to be one and done but the fans loved you so they wrote you in the story. You were supposed to play Sam’s love interest, but things get complicated when you fall for someone behind the scenes. This is a work of fiction. No disrespect to Jensen or Jared or their families. *kinda a long chapter, with a slight time jump

I edited this fast- please forgive any mistakes 

This is my original work, do not take it. 

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The meeting with the producers and executives went better than expected. They were very understanding and even decided to write the pregnancy into the show. They thought it would benefit the show. Especially since your character was already loved by the fans. The idea of Sam being a father had them practically salivating. They also agreed to work around appointments and any pregnancy side effects, like nausea and fatigue. You and Jensen agreed and left the meeting in high spirits. 

You were starving at this point and Jensen told you to pick whatever you wanted to eat. He didn’t realize but his hand kept cradling your belly. It made you smile and your heart fluttered. The two of you ran into Misha and Jared on your way to eat. Misha smiled and pulled you in for a hug. “Congratulations you two. I’m so happy for you.” You smiled and looked at Jared. “Sorry I was too excited not to tell him. I told Gen too.” He looked down sheepishly. “It’s okay. We talked to everyone and they are writing the pregnancy into the show. I want to see a doctor before we announce anything, so let’s keep this between us for now.” You asked. They both nodded in agreement. 

“We can definitely keep it to ourselves, but Jensen might have a problem with that.” They chuckled as they motioned towards his hand placed softly on your belly. Jensen smiled, “yeah, I guess I have to be careful doing that.” You placed your hand over his and kissed his lips. “Okay, I’m starving, let's go eat.” You told him. The two of you left to get some lunch. 

Once at the restaurant everything seemed delicious. You ended up getting a chicken sandwich, french fries, and a salad. Jensen got a steak and sides. He kept staring at you smiling and when you noticed you blushed. “What are you staring at, Jensen?” “You, my beautiful girlfriend who is having my baby.” He smiled as he took your hand. “Babe, not so loud. We don’t want people to hear you.” You said softly. The two of you were enjoying your lunch and quiet conversation when a few fans took notice of Jensen and you. They approached and asked if they could get a picture and you agreed. Your waitress took the pictures of all of you and then just Jensen and them. You wondered what life was going to be like when the baby arrived. You softly touched your belly without realizing it. The waitress saw you and gasped. You looked at her and followed her eyes to you and quickly moved your hand. 

You pleaded with your eyes for her to keep it to herself. She smiled softly. When the fans were gone you sat down and told Jensen what happened. He told you when the waitress came back the two of you would talk to her. You nodded and took a deep breath. You knew your pregnancy was going to get out, but you and Jensen wanted to announce it on your own time. Not because you were rushed to do it. 

The waitress came back with a slice of apple pie and ice cream with two spoons. “Um, ma’am, we didn’t order this.” You politely told her. She smiled and looked at you and Jensen then said “Your secret is safe with me, and it’s on the house.” Tears filled your eyes and you stood hugging her. “Thank you!” You told her. Jensen stood and hugged her too. “Thank you. We just found out and aren’t ready to say anything yet.” She smiled and nodded. 

Leaving the restaurant you told Jensen both of you needed to be careful with touching your belly in public. At least until you announce it. He agreed. You called your doctor to schedule an appointment and was surprised they could get you in in two days. Jensen told you he would be there with you every appointment. You smiled and kissed his lips. 

*Time Jump 3 months*

Jensen had been incredible the past few months. Going to every doctor's appointment and getting anything you needed or wanted. The writers wrote your pregnancy into the story but you hadn’t announced it publicly yet. You and Jensen had decided to wait until you knew what you were having. Of course your families knew and they were so excited. The fans responded amazingly to the story and were excited about Sam and Lilah being parents. There was speculation online that you were really pregnant but most people dismissed it.

The season filming was coming to an end and you were excited for the break. You were almost 5 months pregnant now and always tired. The baby was growing and the pregnancy was going smoothly. You were getting ready for your doctor's appointment when Jensen came in your trailer. He looked exhausted. He walked in, kicked off his shoes, and gave you a kiss. He laid down on the couch and closed his eyes. You looked a little confused but continued getting ready. 

Walking back into the living room you heard soft snores and smiled. Jensen had fallen asleep. You walked over and leaned down “Jens, time to wake up. We’ve got to go to the doctor’s appointment.” He groaned and rolled over with his back now facing you. “Jensen, honey, I have to leave to get to the appointment on time. Come on baby.” You shook him. He groaned and said “Let me sleep, please. I’m exhausted baby.” You sighed and stood up. Grabbing your stuff you headed out the door. 

Tears pricked your eyes as you got to the car. Clif was waiting “hey, mama. Where’s J?” A tear slipped out and you quickly wiped it away. “Um, he’s not coming this time. It’s okay he’s exhausted. I understand.” Clif nodded and helped you in the car. He drove you to the doctor’s office and helped you out. He told you he’d be back in about an hour to pick you up. He knew this appointment was going to take awhile. You nodded and hugged his neck. “Thank you, Clif.” 

You walked in the office and checked in. You sat in the waiting room trying to hold back tears. Jensen should be here with you. Your heart was broken. Today you were supposed to find out the sex of the baby. Filming takes a lot out of everyone, especially the end of the season, but he promised he’d be there. 

As soon as Clif dropped you off he tried to call Jensen. He didn’t answer. Clif got to your trailer and went inside, finding Jensen asleep on the couch. “J, man wake up!” Clif’s voice boomed and startled him awake. “Whoa, what’s wrong Clif?” Jensen asked groggily. “Oh nothing. I just took your very pregnant girlfriend to her doctor’s appointment alone and in tears.” He said. Jensen shot up on the couch. “What?!?! She had an appointment. Oh shit! I forgot and then came here and fell asleep. Damn. Man, I need you to take me to her.” Jensen scrambled around getting ready. 

He and Clif ran to the SUV and hopped in. Jensen tried to call you but you didn’t answer. “Damn. She’s probably already back there. She’s not answering.” Jensen told Clif. Clif drove fast. He didn’t care if he got a ticket. When he pulled up in front of the office Jensen jumped out thanking Clif. Jensen went inside and told the receptionist who he was there for. She had a nurse walk him to the room you were in. When he walked in, his heart broke. You were sitting on the exam table crying. “Oh baby. I am so sorry. I’m here.” He said running over to you and pulling you into a hug. “Oh Jensen, I understand you’re tired. I just wanted you here. Thank you for coming. I love you.” “I love you too, sweetheart.” He said as he held you tight. 

The doctor came in and saw you two and smiled. “Okay mom and dad, are you two ready to see your baby?” You both smiled and nodded. Jensen helped you lay back on the table and the doctor started the ultrasound machine. She put gel on your belly and Jensen held your hand. He leaned down and kissed your forehead. “Okay, the baby is measuring on target and looks healthy. Are we finding out what we are having?” You both said “yes”. 

A few more movements of the wand and the doctor was taking pictures. “Okay, looks like you are having a boy.” She said. You smiled at Jensen who was smiling ear to ear. He leaned down and kissed your lips. “We’re having a boy, sweetheart. Thank you.” He kissed you again. You started crying happy tears “Oh mommy loves you sweet boy.” 

Clif was waiting for you and Jensen to come out. You hugged him when you saw him “Thank you Clif.” He smiled and nodded “Couldn’t let him miss the appointment. Love you kid.” Jensen helped you in the car and showed Clif the sonogram. “Look at my son, Clif.” Jensen beamed. Clif smiled and hugged Jensen. Jensen was so excited you were having a son. You were sure he would have been happy with either, but what man doesn’t want a son. “Guess we should tell our families. When do you want to go public? Whenever you’re ready. I want this to be your decision, Y/N.” You smiled and nodded. 

“We have convention season coming up soon. It’s not like I can hide my pregnancy during panels. Why don’t we announce it at the first convention? We will have to miss the ones later in the season due to the birth. What do you think?” You asked Jensen. “I think that’s a wonderful idea. The fans already know your character is pregnant and suspect you are. What better way to let them know then at a convention. I love the idea.” He kissed your head.

*Time Jump 2 months-Convention Season*

“Jensen, honey where are my fuzzy slippers? I can’t go if I can’t find them. I need them. My feet are already so swollen and they hurt.” You said as tears fell from your eyes. Jensen chuckled and brought your slippers into you. “Here you go baby. They were downstairs.” He kissed your head and wiped your tears. You were now 7 months pregnant and very emotional. Jensen was so sweet about it and would often dry your tears. You cried harder when you realized just how silly crying was. “I’m sorry Jens. I can’t help it.” Jensen wrapped his arms around you and hugged you. “It’s okay baby, you’re fine. Why don’t you sit and rest while I finish packing us up.” He guided you to sit down on the bed. You sniffled and watched this incredible man move around the room effortlessly packing for both of you. 

You held your belly feeling your son kick and move wildly. Anytime he heard Jensen’s voice he would get more active. You smiled looking down at your belly. Jensen stopped packing and watched you and smiled. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have fallen in love with an incredible woman who is now giving him a son. A son who he could teach so many things to, a son who will add something special to this world, a son who would carry on his name.   

Jensen walked over to you and kneeled beside you. He placed his hands on your growing belly and kissed it. “Hey baby boy. I need you to be good to your mama. She’s an amazing woman and is doing an incredible job helping you grow.” You smiled as your son responded to his father’s voice. Jensen felt his son move wildly and smiled as a tear slipped from his eye. “He always does that when he hears you.” You smiled.

Jensen stood up and pulled you into his arms. He kissed your lips “Thank you for having my baby. I love you so much. I’ve never loved someone as much as I love you.” He softly kissed your lips and as he deepened the kiss you moaned. Since you’ve been pregnant, you’re more emotional, but you’ve found that you get turned on more too. You can’t seem to keep your hands off of Jensen. His kiss lit a fire and you tried to remove his shirt. He chuckled “Baby, as much as I want to, we need to get to the airport. We don’t want to miss our flight.” You whined and stuck your bottom lip out pouting. Jensen chuckled and kissed your forehead walking away. 

He grabbed the bags and headed downstairs. You slowly walked behind him. You wanted him, but knew he was right. Clif was waiting to head to the airport and he helped Jensen load the SUV. Clif saw you and smiled softly “hey beautiful. How are you and the little man doing?” You smiled at Clif and gave him a hug “We are okay. He’s always moving and I’m always cranky.” You both laughed. 

A few hours later the three of you were pulling up to the hotel you were staying in. Jensen wanted to stay in the hotel that was hosting the convention. He wanted you to be able to rest in a bed when you needed to, and he wanted you close by. You were cleared by your doctor to go to the conventions for a little bit, but she wanted you to rest as much as possible. The hotel staff was very accommodating and had the three of you come in on the service side so you weren’t seen and you could make it safely through the crowds. The hotel staff were required to sign NDAs by the convention company anyway, so you weren’t worried about any of them outing your pregnancy. 

Jensen and Clif carried the bags in and you walked beside Jensen. Once in the suite you laid down on the bed. Jensen asked to arrive on Thursday so you had plenty of time to rest and be ready for Saturday. You didn’t realize how exhausted you were until Jensen was waking you up a few hours later for dinner. “Hey sweetheart, let’s get some food for you. You’ve been sleeping for about 3 hours.” You stretched and yawned. Jensen helped you up and to the table. 

“So what is the plan for Friday?” You asked as you ate. “Well I figured I’d make an appearance at the karaoke party and sing a few songs. You’re welcome to come hang out in the green room if you want. You might be more comfortable here though. “I’ll think about it. I don’t want to chance someone seeing me before we have an opportunity to announce it  together.” “Yeah, I agree. So I was thinking about that. Maybe you come out during mine and Jared’s Gold panel. I’m sure someone is bound to bring up the show and how you’re pregnant in the show and the rumors that you really are.”Jensen suggested. “I like that idea. I was thinking something along the same lines.” You told him. 

Saturday morning came faster than you thought it would. The anticipation in the air was thick. Jensen was pacing around the room waiting for the convention staff to arrive. “Jens, you’re going to wear a hole in the carpet if you keep pacing. What’s going on? Why are you so nervous?” You questioned. “I’m just worried about you and the baby. I don’t want anyone to say anything hurtful to you.” He kneeled down touching your belly. You cupped his face “Jens, look at me. Everything will be fine. The fans are incredible and have already been welcoming to me and my character. I know they will be thrilled we are having a baby together. There might be some who aren’t, but who cares. You, me and this baby are going to build an incredible life together.” You kissed his lips. He smiled and nodded in agreement. 

There was a knock on the door and Jensen got up. “Honey, it’s time to go. Are you ready?” He questioned. You nodded and he walked over helping you up. The young woman who was in charge of escorting the two of you saw your belly and smiled softly. “Congratulations, Ms. Y/L/N, and Mr. Ackles. You’re absolutely glowing, ma’am.” You smiled and thanked her. Jensen thanked her too. They helped you settle in the green room. You had drinks, snacks and a tv to watch the panel. Clif stayed with you in case you needed anything, and let’s be honest, to help you up when it was time. 

The boys were having a great time, laughing, joking around, talking to the fans. Then like clockwork someone brought you up. “So my question is for Jensen. There are rumors that Y/N is really pregnant, but neither of you have confirmed anything. I adore her character, Lilah and I’m so excited that she and Sam are having a baby. My question is, is Y/N pregnant and if so how far along is she?” The fan smiled with anticipation and you could have heard a pin drop in the room. Clif helped you up so you could get ready to go on stage. 

Jared and Jensen looked at each other and smiled. Jensen spoke up and said “Well, first of all. Thank you for your question. We are thrilled you all like Y/N’s character and it’s been fun seeing her character evolve and live.” (everyone erupted in laughter) “As far as Y/N, she is here this weekend and will be doing some panels and photo-ops. You never know what will happen at one of these conventions.” Jensen smiled. The fan looked at Jensen and smirked “Well I’m glad she’s here, but you still didn’t answer my question.” Jared erupted with laughter. 

Jensen started laughing “I’ll be right back.” he said as he walked off stage. He took your hand “You ready sweetheart?” You smiled and nodded. As Jensen pulled you on stage and you came into view the audience let out a gasp. Applause, yelling, whistling, you name it erupted in the ballroom. Jared stood and hugged you. 

They brought a chair for you to sit on and Jensen helped you sit. The audience swooned. You were handed a microphone. “Hello everyone. How are all of ya’ll today? Seems like Jensen and I have been keeping a little secret from you.” You smiled as you touched your belly. “Jensen and I would like to officially announce that we are expecting a baby boy in about 2 months.” You grabbed his hand and he leaned over and kissed your head. The rest of the panel was filled with questions about how you’re feeling, how’s the baby and if Jensen is ready to be a dad. It was time for the final question and as always they brought the person on stage. She was so nervous she was shaking. You placed a hand on her shoulder and smiled. She took a deep breath. “My question is, Are there any plans for marriage between you two?” She blushed and Jared said “That’s a great question. Jensen, inquiring minds what to know if you and Y/N are going to get married? Jensen and you smiled at the girl. “Well, I haven’t asked her yet. I would love to marry her, but I haven’t asked yet, so at this time I can say we haven’t made any plans yet” Jensen answered graciously. She smiled and nodded. They hugged her and took a selfie with her. 

Jensen helped you off stage and back to the green room. “I thought that went really well, what did you think Y/N?” “Yeah I think it did too.” You sat down on the couch and sighed a little. “Hey, are you okay?” Jensen asked. “Yeah, just thinking about that last question.” You told him. He cupped your face and made you look at him. “Baby, I want to marry you. I’ve wanted to marry you since the day I met you. I just don’t want to rush into anything.” He told you. 

You gasped softly and tears pricked your eyes. “I understand, Jensen.” You quickly wiped a tear away, but he saw it. You started to stand and he tried to help you but you brushed him off. “Clif how long do I have before the next thing on my agenda?” You asked him as you stood. “You have photo ops in about 2 hours. Do you need anything sweet pea?” “Um, can you walk me up to the room? I’m feeling a bit tired and my back is hurting. I want to lay down.” You spoke softly. Everyone in the room had felt the mood change. Clif looked at Jensen and Jared and they all exchanged a concerned look. “Do you want me to take you up there, baby?” Jensen offered. “No, I’ll be fine.” You kept your head down. 

Clif walked you to the elevator and when you got on you let the tears fall. He grabbed you into a hug and rubbed your back. “Shhh it’s okay Y/N, what’s really going on?” He asked softly. “Jensen said he wants to marry me but doesn’t want to rush anything. I think we’re way past rushing things don’t you think?” You asked as you cradled your belly. Clif rubbed your back and said “I agree. You have to know Jensen really loves you. He really has loved you since the day he met you. Just talk to him and tell him how you’re feeling. I bet he didn’t realize what he said.” You nodded in agreement and when the elevator stopped you got off and walked to your room. You hugged Clif’s neck and asked him to wake you up in about an hour so you could be ready for your photo-op. He agreed and kissed the top of your head. You went in the room, kicked off your shoes, and climbed in the bed. Falling fast asleep. 

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