#if you trick him or land a hit on him you get candy

[tyrantofthefirmament]

Kris walks past carrying some metal scrap wires she uses for crafting her personal art projects. “Ides of March, Ides of March…” she hums aloud to herself. What to plan for the Ides of March. Surely if she attempted the same ‘sneak attack’ it would be anticipated. She stops upon seeing Starscream in her peripheral and turns to offer him a bright smile. “Lord Starscream! What would you suggest I do for the Idea of March?”

Starscream looks down, eyeing Kris and her pile of odds and ends.

"Well, if I give too many suggestions, it won't be a surprise." He gives a crooked smile and flicks a wing. "You're not building a booby trap, are you?" He doesn't actually seem dismissive of the idea. Perhaps he is... intrigued.

[voidcat]

Candy cane sword fight with Narumi and loser has to wash the dishes.

"we should have a candy cane sword fight and loser has to do the dishes!"

when narumi shows up, loudly announcing his next brightest idea, he looks quite proud of yourself. unfazed by your sigh and eyerolls that greet him.

well aware this is just a cheap trick to prolong the inevitable chore that is dish washing- which is not even that much right now, but will become a mess if it doesnt get done before dinner- you ignore him for a while, contemplating how to go with this.

any other day, or anyone else, you could have bitten the bullet and get it done yourself. yet with so much work making its way home, this is out of the options. and it is his turn for fuck's sake! why should you go out of your way and make it easy for the man?

then the idea hits you like a beacon of light, a moment of enlightment. one of those trend-like videos you've seen a couple variations of recently. surely that would do the trick.

"fine..." you groan the word loudly, "bring the candy canes here, or we can do it at the kitchen." you say and you can hear it in narumi's steps how excited he is, smiling widely.

holding out a candy cane for you, narumi grabs his and does a few makeshift sword swinging moves. less professional and more movie-like, you notice.

feeling your gaze on him, he tilts his head to shoot you a grin. "fret not, darling!" he raises the candy cane he is holding as if making a statement. "today i stand here before you, not as the japan's strongest but just as your amazing, talented and beloved partner."

in between his words, you just roll your eyes again, one hand holding the candy cane in a defensive position, the other mindlessly hovering over your hoodie's front and zipper.

"en garde..." you mutter lifelessly and watch as narumi straightens in his spot, ready for action.

before he can move, however, your other hand grabs your zipper and yanks it down in one go, revealing your lack of clothes under the hoodie this whole time.

his entire attention redirected, you hit his cane with yours and watch as it flies over to the middle of the table, landing with a loud clank, then tap his hand with your candy cane.

"i win." you state in fear of his brain malfunctioning, and wait for him to slowly register what has occured, his eyes slowly going up from your chest to your face.

"now," you begin and wait, bringing the candy to your lips and giving it a small lick- too sweet and too hard; maybe you could make a fun hot chocolate mix with it later this evening.

seeing the gears in his head speeding up, you bump him on the nose with the candy your still holding. still in shock, and still not quite fully conscious yet, his mouth slightly open now, you decide to seize this opportunity and place your candy cane between his teeth. "get to work." you say and pat him on the cheek before you leave.

[dame-zoom-a-lot]

Peach Pie

Here's my fic for @steddieexchange for @stitchdfox (thanks for the prompts! This was a blast to write) It's also a prompt fill for @steddiebingo round one -- two prompts: lake, and fluff Rating: EXPLICIT Tags: Phone sex, Omega!Steve, Alpha!Eddie, a/b/o dynamics, blow jobs, dry humping, praise kink, aftercare, fluff and smut, friends to lovers, strangers to lovers, platonic soulmates robin buckley & steve harrington WC: 9969 Thank you so much @fkinkindagauche and @talanashta for the beta and all the omegaverse advice. The phone sex scene was largely inspired by WabiSabiPapi's Pillow Talk. A lot of the scent descriptions were inspired by how Gauche handled it in Hot Knife

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“He shoots! And he…” Steve mutters, willing the Swedish Fish he just threw to land in Robin’s mouth. It’s almost there…

Then Robin moves two inches to the left and the candy hits her on the cheek.

“Robs. It was right there! Why?”

“You try holding still when there’s something flying at your face!”

“How am I supposed to get this in your mouth without making it fly in your face first?”

“Like you’re any better at getting it in your mouth,” Robin mutters, gesturing to the pile of sweets strewn about the floor.

It’s a slow day at Family Video. Slow enough that they’re trying to figure out some party tricks to impress Vickie. It’s not going great. Steve sighs and crosses ‘food catching’ off the list.

“Ok. The list is getting kind of short. You sure you don’t want to try keg stands?”

“Yeah right, Vickie’s going to be so impressed when I fall and break my neck.”

“It could be a good bonding experience you know? Let her take care of you and everything.”

“Nuh uh, you’re going to be switching out my bed pans.”

The bell rings before Steve can think of a retort. Vickie walks in with her usual bright smile. The patch Robin gave her sits prominently on her right shoulder. Robin erps. Steve tickles her to give her some cover for the deep blush on her face.

“Hey,” Vickie says shyly.

“Hi,” Robin stammers. Steve backs up a little when Vickie comes up to the counter. He and Robin practiced for this. She even made him put on a little red wig so she can really immerse herself. And yet.

Steve watches the two of them awkwardly stammer out a few stilted lines about band, frustrated beyond belief. He knows Robin can talk to Vickie. He’s seen her talk to Vickie. Besides, Steve knows Vickie also likes Robin. Why else would she be renting a movie a day ? Who watches that many movies? Weirdos, or someone trying to get into the movie shop employee’s over-sized pants.

“So Vickie, what ‘cha doing this weekend?” Steve says, unable to stand it anymore.

“I…” Vickie takes a beat, like she’s searching for a cool answer. “I’m going diving,” she says.

“What a coincidence,” Steve says with a smile, “so were we.”

“We are?” Robin asks. “I mean, we are,” she corrects herself.

“That’s… that’s great. So we can… if you don’t mind me butting in that is,” Vicky mutters out with a bright smile.

“Oh please, we’d be honored to have your butt—ing in,” Robin says. Vickie laughs, somehow charmed. Steve smiles and backs off to go pretend to organize the sci-fi section now that the two are talking about diving and weekends. A shameful part of him chafes at the thought of Robin actually getting together with Vickie. There’s going to be a lot less sleepovers, movie nights, and going up to the city. Or maybe Robin will let him tag along as a forever third wheel. Whatever it is, as long as Robin’s happy…

Steve’s wallowing so deep in self-pity that he misses Robin coming up to stand behind him. He shrieks at the sudden sharp finger on his pits.

“Ouch, my ears,” Robin complains as if it wasn’t all her fault.

“Jesus, warn a guy next time,” Steve gasps. Robin doesn’t give him a second to catch his breath. She pulls him into a tight hug instead, squealing loud enough to make his ears ring. “I’ll take it that you have plans?” Steve asks, laughing.

“Yeah dingus,” Robin says, letting him go so she can punch him in the arm, “thanks, I guess.”

“Yep, so I should have a horrible stomach flu the day before and not show up right? Let you get some quality time?”

“Yes, yes, but actually…” Robin says hesitantly.

“Actually what? Robs, you’re not asking me to come to your first date are you?”

“Well the thing is…” Robin draws a circle with her toes, face flushed, “i’mafraidoffish,” she finishes.

“What was that?”

“I’m…” Robin takes a deep gulping breath. “I’m afraid of fish.”

“You had fish with me? Last night?” Steve asks, flabbergasted. How did he not know this before now?

“Right but it was dead… It’s the live ones. Can’t stand the thought of them staring at me,” Robin says with a shudder.

“Robs, but you’ve… dived before,” Steve says, “when my leg cramped up?”

“That wasn’t a dive,” Robin retorts, “that was just me jumping into lake water. Besides, I was too focused on, you know, thinking you might die?”

A wave of intolerably strong fondness washes over Steve. Sure, he was touched back then when Robin threw herself into the cold lake water with zero hesitation. But he didn’t know that she apparently had a phobia of fish in waters, and that lake was full of them. “Robs…”

“Nope, nope, zip it. You sap.” Robin says, pinching his mouth shut with two fingers. “That’s not important. What’s important is, you need to figure out how to make me comfortable with diving.”

“I don’t know… close your eyes or something?”

“But Vicky’s going to point out cool fish and stuff to me and I need to enjoy it! Not freak out about the thing looking at me!”

“I don’t…” Steve looks around the shelves as if it might give him an answer. “What if… what if we practice?” He finally asks.

“Practice?”

“Yeah. Let’s… we’ve got six days right? We’ll go diving every day. Get you used to it. Then by the time you’re going on a date with Vicky you’ll be a pro,” Steve says, getting more confident with every word.

“You think a week is enough?” Robin asks quietly.

“Yeah! You’ve never actually had fish staring at you right?”

“No, they’re usually dead by the time they get to me.”

“Yeah! So you just need to try it out first,” Steve takes her hand and presses it to his heart, amplifies his scent so it can waft over her. “Look, you already said we’re the same person. I’m not scared. You won’t be scared. You get it right?”

“Dingus,” Robin says, lightly slapping his chest and squirming her hand away. “Alright. Operation sleeping with the fishes is a go.”

********* The dive shop is tiny and efficient. Every available inch is stuffed with various… stuff that Steve figures must be important. The guy at the counter is strumming something nice on a guitar. He smells like campfire and something Steve can’t quite name. Whatever it is, it’s loosening up the anxious knot in Steve’s chest.

He put on a brave face, but honestly, he’s as nervous as Robin. Sure, he was on the swim team, but that was in a pool. The last time he tried swimming in the open waters, he got a leg cramp and Robin had to pull him out. He hadn’t gone into a natural body of water since. That’s why he got here first, to scope things out and figure out how everything’s going to go. Otherwise, she’ll smell his nerves, then he’ll smell her nerves and it’s going to make him more nervous then her more nervous and so on and on, creating a flywheel of shit until they’re both a puddle on the floor. But he’s going to be ready. He’ll talk to that dude and he’ll make a plan. Steve takes the time to look around the cramped shop before clearing his throat.

The guy starts. “Hey! Welcome to Lover’s Dive,” he says, spinning a little too hard on his chair. He ends up turning himself a full 360 degrees and has to adjust, cussing under his breath. Steve stifles a giggle. “Sorry, let’s try that again,” he mutters, facing Steve. “Welcome to Lover’s dive!… Harrington?”

“Eddie?” Steve gasps. “Mrs. Click’s class right?”

“Aww you remembered little ol’ me?” Eddie says, batting his lashes and flashing his alpha canines. “Funny. I don’t remember us exchanging a single word.”

“And yet, you remembered me,” Steve mutters, pleased but flustered. Of course he remembers Eddie. Loud. Bright. Sauntering on lunch tables and daring his basketball team to come and bite him. Tommy hated him. Steve couldn’t look away.

“I thought you moved?” Steve asks.

“I did,” Eddie says with a shrug, “but…” he clears his throat. “Anyway, I’m back. Wayne’s friend wanted someone to man the shop while he dives in the Carribeans.”

“That’s nice of you,” Steve says. Eddie responds to that with a big, dimpled grin.

“So how can I help?” he asks, “you just here for equipment? Or you want the guided tour?”

“Guided tour please,” Steve asks. “I’m going to be coming around quite a bit actually. Robin and I were hoping to get better at diving.”

“Robin? Robin Buckley from band?”

“Yep. You knew her?”

“Yeah, great musician. Gotta say Harrington, your tastes have changed since we last passed each other in those halls,” Eddie says, leaning forward. “You be good to her. You hear?” He pantomimes cocking a rifle.

“We’re not dating,” Steve says laughing.

“Is that a yet?” Eddie asks with a gleam in his eyes. “This the old Harrington special?”

Steve groans. “Dude, we’re not in high school anymore. You really want to harp about the old ‘King Steve’?” he says, making air quotes, “very conformist of you, just saying.”

Eddie makes a strangled noise and clutches at his chest. Steve leans forward, alarmed, as Eddie sinks to the floor.

"Eddie?" Steve whispers. Did he kill him?

Then Eddie shoots back up with a giant dimpled smile. "It's me! Back from the dead after killing the old Eddie, a judgmental conformist." He awkwardly climbs over the counter, so he can get right into Steve's space. There's only dimples and campfire. Steve stops himself from trilling just in time. "So, my friend, let's do that again. Welcome to Lover's Dive! What glorious times are you hoping to have with your friend in these exalted waters?"

Eddie’s eyes are wild. His hair is even wilder. He’s put on some muscles after high school. The veins on his forearms flex. But that lightness, the refusal to quiet himself down and fit in to a nice little mold… that’s all still there. Steve feels the blood rushing to his ears…

“Munson. He’s my best friend,” Robin snarls from the door, “don’t fuck with him.”

“Noted, Lady Buckley,” Eddie says, exaggeratedly backing away from Steve.

“We were fine,” Steve says hurriedly. Robin scared the shit out of Dustin that one time he got too snippy about Steve being slow to read. He knows Robin wouldn’t hesitate to drive an air tank into Eddie’s head and he does not need that right now.

“So, what can I get you? Friend birds?” Eddie asks.

“Your finest tour if you please,” Steve says, trying to remember all weird fantasy English stuff that Munson and the kids seemed to get such a kick out of.

[cocoa-rococo]

Koopaling Headcanons: Lemmy

Larry | Morton | Wendy | Iggy | Roy | Lemmy | Ludwig

The clown prince of crime and everyone's favorite circus performer! Gosh he's adorable.

Right-handed.

Fairly sensitive about his height. The rest of the Koopa Troop know better than to bring it up. Just. Don't call him short. Last guy who did ended up with more than a broken nose.

Allergic to peanuts, which is unfortunate, because a lot of folks like them roasted at circuses. He likes other nut butters better anyway.

Likes collecting old circus memorabilia, such as posters, small trinkets, and flyers. He started it when he was younger, and has kept it going ever since.

He purposefully lets people underestimate him due to his silly personality and clown aesthetics. Makes it all the sweeter when he ends up with the last laugh.

Can and will juggle just about anything. Ludwig had to stop him on multiple occasions because he was tossing around something dangerous for fun (and profit).

Is very fond of caramel corn and citrus candies, as well as fruit gummies.

Favorite cookies are snickerdoodles and classic chocolate chip, but he loves fruit pies and sweet crêpes for dessert, really anything flaky with layers.

An excellent roller and ice-skater, given his balance. He, Wendy, and Larry like to skate together sometimes.

Very tactile person! Likes giving and receiving hugs, pats on the back, head scratches, and secret handshakes.

Similarly, a tactile learner; if you want him to remember something, give him something he can hold.

Because of his smaller size and how much he moves, any sickness he gets hits him like a truck, but also burns through his system pretty quick.

The only member of the castle with permission to enter Iggy's lab at any time without prior warning or knocking.

Has an almost terrifying amount of emotional intelligence and is very good at sussing out the crux of a relationship problem, sometimes even before the other person does.

Always rehearses his tricks in front of Iggy before anyone else, because he knows he’ll always be guaranteed a laugh, as well as critique on what he can improve on.

One of the lesser strict generals, which the minions are thankful for, but will also ask them to assist in his tricks. This can range anywhere from "hand him something" to "balance on a ball while juggling flaming hammers". The minions are not so thankful for this.

His proficiency with stage illusions actually helped him grasp the concepts of his wand's abilities. Out of the Koopalings, his strength lies in how precise his magic is, able to pull what he needs right when he needs it, as well as being able to divide and manage his concentration.

Likes to exercise with Roy, though he leans more towards yoga and calisthenics than weight training.

He likes all kinds of flowers, but likes seeing cosmos and marigolds the most. Poppies are nice, too.

He can be just as bad as Iggy when it comes to pulling pranks, mainly because no one suspects him; he manages to get out of 99% of situations by pulling the "ohhhh I'm just a lil guy" card.

An alarmingly good impressionist. More than once he fooled the guards into doing something for him by pretending to voice someone else.

Given his small size and how active he is, his metabolism is working overtime to fuel him. He eats almost as much as Larry.

Mastered the art of making the perfect hot chocolate drink, inspired by his trips into the ice lands. Wendy is determined to learn his secret. Lemmy is an adorable steel vault.

If you pick him up or he falls over, he has this… almost ragdoll-like heft to him, with dangly limbs and a little flopping from where you grab him, like he's made of sand or a weighted stuffed animal. The only time this doesn't seem to affect him is when he's on his ball. No one can really explain why this is.

Favorite fruit is any kind of berry, as well as peaches (formed before any interaction with a certain princess).

Morton used to carry him under his arm when they were younger. For what purpose? None know. Lemmy, though, was happy to stay there until he was put down again.

He likes sleeping where he's suspended, like swings, tree tents, and other such places. There was a notable instance where Kamek once found him tucked in his shell and snoozing in an empty hanging plant holder.

Really good at shuffling cards and coin moves, really any sort of street magic or little parlor trick. He's been learning tarot interpretation from Kammy because it's always a hit at parties.

His bombs are his own invention. Iggy helped him develop the combustion system and ratio of powder to use, but the shape, style, and make are all his own. Similarly, the tires he sells for his business are made from the same rubber as his balancing balls.

One of the most agile of all his siblings, and one of the best climbers.

He used to share a bunk bed with Iggy when they were young, but once they got older and had their own separate rooms, he used a hammock instead of a bed. It's quite cozy, with lots of blankets and pillows.

One of his favorite snacks is roasted sunflower seeds with a little salt. Crunchy, and especially tasty after an energetic routine.

The one most likely to lose things. Not because he misplaced them somewhere, but because he made them vanish via magic trick, and can't remember if he re-summoned them again.

Takes any sort of dance class he can. He's energetic and likes being able to move around a lot, but he's especially fond of tap, hip-hop (no pun intended), and ballet. The latter he practices with Wendy.

[justmeinadaze]

We're a Family Part 20 (Steddie X You)

Warnings: Dad Steddie X Mom Fem Reader, SMUT, slight role-play, dirty talk, FLUFF, this little family loves each other and Steddie love being dads <3, AGNST, while trick of treating they run into someone they know, Dylan has feelings and so does the reader.

Word Count: 4325

“Dada. Da da.”, James cooed as his little hands lightly tap on Steve’s face.

You smile from your place on the floor as you continue doing Aurora’s hair. Tonight was his first Halloween and he seemed very excited for a baby who had no idea it was even an holiday. To be fair, he could have just been amused at his father’s attire who was currently dressed like Indiana Jones. 

 “Yes, sir. I’m dada. Now, let dada finish getting your costume on.”

“How are we doing in here?”, Eddie asked as he sauntered in dressed as Slash followed by Dylan in his Newt Scamander costume. 

“Mommy’s almost done wit my hair.”, Ro announces. 

“And this little troublemaker is finally ready.”, Steve exhales as he lifts James from the bed to display him in his little bat costume complete with little ears at the top. 

“Aw. I should have gone as Ozzy this year!”, the metalhead playfully sighs.

“You are not biting my son’s head off.”, you scold.

“Jesus, sweetheart. Scared the hell out of me. I didn’t see you there. I thought there was actually a witch in our house.”

“A ha ha, Eddie Munson. Alright, my love. You’re ready.”

Aurora turns around to show everyone her Princess Leia costume from the new show her and Steve had been watching on Disney plus. 

“You look beautiful, honey.”

“Yeah and you’re a pain in the butt like her to.” She scrunches her nose as she hits Eddie’s hip with her little fist.

“Ok, my hat is downstairs. Once we grab that we will be ready!”

***

“Dad, if…if James is still a baby…why does he get candy?”, Ro asks as the six of you head to the next house. 

“Because you and your father are eating all the snacks we buy so any chance we can get for free food we take.”

His answer makes you cackle as Eddie sticks out his tongue at his husband. While heading up the stone steps of another home, you’re all blocked by a familiar face that gave you pause. 

“Oh, wow, um, hey Y/N.”

“Hi Vivian.” Your eyes quickly scan her over before landing on the smiling toddler in her arms dressed like a lion making you smile as well. “Who is this?”

“This is my son, Brody. Can you say hi? Say hi, baby.” He answers with a tiny roar that makes you laugh and James clap his hands. She beams at everyone before he eyes finally land on Dylan. “Oh my god. Dylan? Look…look how big you’ve gotten. Can I—”

She doesn’t even get to finish her sentence as he wraps his arms around her, pulling her in for a hug.

“We’ll, uh, take them up to get candy.”, Steve nodded as Eddie lifted Aurora in his arms. 

Your eyes meet your eldest’s and you asked the question he was too afraid to ask. 

“How’s Charlie been doing? Is he with you two?”

“Oh, um, Charlie and I…we’re separated. I…I didn’t…he told me about signing over his rights and that just broke my heart. Things never got better after that.”, she whispered. “I caught him coming home late smelling like perfume…karma I deserved I guess.”

“Vivian, I—”

“No. No reason to apologize or…anything like that. I should have known, ya know?” Standing up straighter, she reaches out to hug Dylan again. “I still live in the same place if ever you want to come over and talk or hang out with this pain in the butt. Of course, if it’s ok with your mom and your dads.”

You son nods as she gives him one final smile and passes you both to head to the next house. 

“Are you okay?”, you ask as he watches her leave. 

“Yeah. I feel bad for Brody. Maybe…maybe he’ll get lucky to get an Eddie and Steve of his own one day.”

As if on cue, both men come back and Ro runs up to Dylan handing him a candy bar. 

“I got this for you!”, she announces as he grins down at her. 

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You softly smile from your spot on the couch as you watch the kids (and Eddie) dump all their candy out on the floor and begin sifting through it. 

“Ah, ah, little man.”, Steve scolds as he quickly scoops up the baby. “No candy for you yet till you get some teeth.”

“Mama!” Your smile grows as your son reaches for you and his father swishes him around in a circle like he’s flying till he lands in your arms. “Ma ma ma ma.”

“Go ahead. Suck up to her but she won’t give you candy either.”

James rubs his eyes before falling against your shoulder. 

“Oh, oh wait, my love. Let me get you bottle before you pass out.” As you stand and head for the kitchen, two set of eyes follow you worriedly as they hear the subtle crack in your voice.

Eddie gets up and cuts you off, preparing the bottle for you as he watches you hug James tighter to your body. Tapping your bicep, he hands you what you need and the baby takes it from you eagerly as his beautiful honey colored iris look up at you with love. 

A tear falls down your cheek and the metalhead wipes it away as he pulls your head to his chest.

“I love you.”, you mumble smothered by his shirt.

“I love you to, sweetheart. Do you want me to take him?”

“No but if you could put Princess Leia to sleep—”

“Mommy! I’m not sleepy!”, Aurora whines. 

“That’s so weird because it didn’t sound like to me she was asking.”, Eddie teases as he places his top hat on her head and she giggles as it slides over her eyes. Taking the opportunity, he picks her up and throws the toddler over his shoulder as he carries her up to her room. 

“I’m going to put this one down to.”, you smile carefully scooting towards his room so your movement don’t wake James as he continues to eat with his eyes closed.

The sound of rustling and Dylan’s voice gives you pause as you linger in the doorway of the baby’s room. 

“Do you want any of this candy, dad?”

“Is there anything sour in there?” Your son grins as he tosses something to Steve who thanks him as he tears it open. “Eddie always goes for those first so I imagine they will be gone by tomorrow afternoon.”, he chuckles as his eyes scan over Dylan. 

“Are you alright, kid?”

“Yeah, I’m just thinking…”

“About?”

“Brody, Vivian’s son.”

“Your brother?” The boy’s eyes guiltily look away and you hear Steve pat the space on the couch next to him. “Dylan even though we’re your dad, we get that biologically Charlie was also your father. He helped create you and Brody. Just because you don’t think of him that way anymore doesn’t mean that that little boy isn’t a part of your family. Just like Ro and James, he’s a part of you and if you want him and even Vivi in your life, that’s ok. We all would have to talk about it but I’m sure Eddie and Y/N would be fine with it.”

“And you?”

“Yeah of course.”

“You always seemed so upset before…”

“Not at you though, kid. I hope you know that. I just…love you. I always have; since I met you and got to know you. Even before you started calling me dad. I hated seeing you get hurt.”, he sighs. “But remember what we said, no matter what you’re our son to even if you miss him or decide you want to see him again—”

“I don’t think Charlie ever wants to see me again. I don’t want Brody to feel that. I want to be there for him like you guys were with me and mom.”

Steve wraps his arm around the young boy’s shoulders and yanks him to his side. 

“I love you, dad.”

“I love you to, Dylan.”

Footsteps echo from the stairs as Eddie enters the living room. 

“Aw! Are we hugging?” The metalhead falls beside his son and dramatically pulls them both into an awkward embrace that has Dylan laughing. “Oh, this is nice. Steven, Princess Leia wants you to read her a story.”

“Of course she does.” The man rises to his feet and playfully pushes Eddie’s arm as he places his Indiana Jones hat on his head. 

“Everything ok? Do you need me to read you a story to?”

“Not tonight no.”, he giggles. “Do you think Brody would like D & D?”

“Oh my god.”, the man sighs as he theatrically grabs his chest. “The fact that MY child wants to spread the wisdom that is Dungeons and Dragons to the younger generation just…ah…it makes my heart melt.”

“Wow, you are such a nerd.”, you jest as you head to put the now empty bottle in the sink after finally putting James in his crib. 

“Takes one to know one, babe. Yeah, man. I think he will. Maybe you can start off by reading him some of those campaign books since he’s too little right now to actually play.”

“Cool. So…”, he lowers his voice so only his father would hear. “…you would be ok with me, maybe, spending time with Vivian’s son?”

“Dude…”, Eddie responds in an equally low register. “As long as your happy, I don’t care. You know we need to all talk about it but…”, the man lowers his voice even more as he points to his son’s chest. “I agree with Steve. Just like our other two demons, Brody is a part of you. If you want to spend time with them, that’s ok. I’ll still love you, weirdo. Alright?”

Dylan hugs him again and you smile from your place in the kitchen as you watch Eddie squeeze him tighter as he kisses the top of his head. 

“I love you to, dad.”

***

“Alright, everyone except for the teenager is asleep but he’s in his room.”, Steve announces as he tosses you your favorite candy before shutting the bedroom door and climbing on to the mattress sitting across from you and Eddie. “What’s running through your mind, baby.”

“Nothing.”

“Oh, so you just normally cry when you give our son a bottle?”

“He’s just so cute. I can’t help it.” They both sigh at your deflection and your head hangs slightly. “I saw myself in her…when she was holding her son. I was thrust back to when I first moved into those apartments and how alone I felt. Before we started spending time together, of course.”

“I can understand that. Y/N, its ok for you to empathize with her even with your past history. It’s not like you two are going to become best friends or something.”

“I know… it’s… ugh you two are going to tease me!”, you laugh as you fall into Eddie’s chest beside you.

“Probably especially if it’s cute.”, he laughs. “But why don’t you tell us anyway.”

“After she left, Dylan told me he hopes that Vivian and Brody find an Eddie and Steve like we did. Hearing him say that reminded me of how heartbroken he was even before when Charlie and I were still married. James and Aurora even as babies have always been so bright and expressive. I never saw Dylan light up that way until he knocked on your door. I’m just really grateful you’re mine.”

When you started to cry, Steve laid beside you as both boys hugged you tightly to them. 

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When you came home from work the follow afternoon, the house was eerily quiet. Steve had texted you saying your sister wanted to spend some time with the kids so she offered to pick them up but you didn’t realize she was taking them out entirely. 

As you placed your bag on the countertop, you noticed a folded piece of paper next to a pair of your blue jean shorts and tank top. 

“Y/N,

The kids are with Kierra for tonight so the ‘apartment’ is ours. Put these clothes on out here and knock on the bedroom door when you’re ready.

-Your neighbors Eddie and Steve”

Your eyebrows scrunched together as you tried to decipher their note. Apartment, your neighbors…even the clothes they laid out, you realized, were similar to the ones you were wearing the first time you three were together. 

What could they be up to?

After doing what they asked, you slowly shuffled towards the bedroom door and cautiously knocked. 

A few moments later it swung open and your jaw dropped as your eyes drunk in Steve who was currently dressed in jeans, a polo, and his Family Video vest complete with name tag and everything. 

“Hey there neighbor. Took you long enough. I guess it all worked out though. I just got off myself.”

“Yes because staking videos is a lengthy task. Hey sweetheart.”, Eddie beamed as you scanned him over. His jeans hung low on his hips as his bare chest displayed his tattoos. He looked exactly like he did when Dylan knocked on their door minus the new ink over the years on his ribs of all three of the kid’s names. 

“I…I…what’s going on?”

“We thought you could use a break, remember? That’s why we got little man and the other heathens a sitter and invited you over to our place.”

Steve gestured into the room and as you walked in you noticed the pizza on the bed with the beer on the end table. There was music playing on Eddie’s phone and beside it that little black lunch box that you hadn’t seen in a very long time. 

“I made sure to keep the music down.”, the metalhead winked.

“What do you think?”, Steve asked as they both looked at you eagerly with anticipation. 

“I think…”, you smile as you jump on to the bed and open the food container. “…I’m going to tell my kids you called them heathens. My daughter is going to pitch a fit.”

***

It had been so long since you saw this side of them, the carefree relaxed guys. Steve was always in protective mode making sure everything got done and everyone was where they should be where Eddie was always making sure everyone was happy and comfortable. 

The three of you passed the joint Eddie rolled amongst yourselves as you laid your head on his lap and Steve did the same with your tummy while you absently ran your fingers through his hair. 

“How are you feeling, honey? Better?”

“Much.”, you giggle. “I wasn’t exactly sad. I just had a lot of feelings. I’m a mom. It happens.”

“Hm. It’s ok to feel them, ya know? And, of course, you can talk to us about anything.”

“I remember, after he met you, Dylan told everyone about our new neighbors and ‘they like loud music.’”, you mimic his voice making them chuckle. “I was so happy just to hear him giggle and be excited but I was terrified of him getting his hopes up to have them broken again. Then you two came over and made us both laugh…” You feel yourself drift into the memory, shaking your head as you bring yourself back to your current moment.

“To bad we’re only neighbors and not living together.”, you over exaggeratedly sigh as you continue with their charade. “Can you imagine?!”

“I can.”, Steve cooed. “The first time I shook your hand I knew I’d never let you go.”

“Same. I told Harrington when I listened to your ex be a dick to you on those steps, I wanted to drive down there and beat his ass. I immediately felt protective over you and Dylan.”

“I have a question. More than anything I need my memory refreshed because this weed I guess is making me forget.”, you smile as you feel your body getting antsy as they continue to talk. “Have we been intimate yet or is this our first time?”

There’s something specific in this roleplay you’re trying to lead them to. Both men especially Steve were a bit more intimidating when you first entered their apartment. It had been so long since you felt that energy from them mostly because you got comfortable with them pretty early on. 

“Oh, sweetheart. If we had fucked you already, you’d remember.”

Steve felt your breathing stutter at Eddie’s comment causing his cock to press almost painfully against the denim of his jeans. Rolling onto his knees, he hovers over you as his palm caresses your cheek. 

“What do you think, honey? Do you think we should go easy on you?”

Craning your neck, you crash your lips to his, passionately kissing him with everything you had.

“Not this time.”, you whisper making Steve practically growl as he kisses you again, manhandling you till your head was resting on the pillows allowing Eddie the freedom to slide down and suck on your neck.

You whimpered softly as their hands roamed your body, lifting off your shirt and tossing it to the floor. The metalhead’s tongue drifted down the valley of your breasts, groaning as it found its way to your nipple as he flicked and sucked the sensitive skin while Steve glided down between your legs, pressing his lips along your thighs. 

Your mouth fell open as his long tongue licked a long stripe up your folds while his fingers held you open completely on display for him. 

“Fuck, baby. You taste so fucking good.”

Eddie’s lips found your own and he groaned as your own tongue caressed his. Moaning, you tilted your head away from him slightly as Steve devoured your pussy.

“Fuck that feels—”

“Feels good, sweetheart?”

You eagerly nod as the man wraps his mouth around your clit, sucking and flicking the nub noisily making you clench at the sound.

“Eddie? D-Did—mmm—Did you want him then to?”

The metalhead understood what you were asking as his finger ran gently moved your hair out of the way. 

“Baby, this is about you.”, he whispers.

“Do you think I would h-have stopped you two that night if you had kissed him? If he had sucked your cock or even—fuck—fucked you in front of me?”

Your eyes roll back and flutter closed as Eddie heavily exhales against your lips.

“Yes, I wanted him then. I wanted him since the day I met him.” Threading his palm into Steve’s hair behind his head, he presses his face further into your cunt, and your head lulls back. “Now I have you both. I remember watching him pound into you on that sofa. Got me hard all over again. You both were so beautiful.”

Your back arched as you came, shouting Steve’s name, and thankful it was just you three in the house. 

Climbing up your body, he reached out and roughly yanked Eddie’s lips to his; both men groaning at the taste of you. 

“I wanted you to.”, he murmured. “I didn’t know how…or what to say…” Steve sighs in pleasure when he feels you lean up and softly kiss the skin along his stomach. “I love you both so fucking much.”

Unbuttoning his pants, you yank them down enough to free his cock and eagerly wrap your mouth around him. As he groans, Eddie helps him remove his shirt before climbing off his bed to undo his own jeans. 

“Fuck, honey, that feels amazing.”

Grabbing your ankles, you giggle as Eddie brings you lower down the bed so your back was flat on the mattress. Steve chuckles at his earnestness, adjusting his body so both his knees were beside you as he guided his length back into your awaiting mouth. 

The man watches with his hooded eyes, sucking his bottom lip between his teeth as Eddie takes hold of your hips and glides his cock easily into your dripping core.

“Shit. She’s so wet. You really got her going, Steve.”

He blushes at his husband’s compliment making you smile as you look up at him. 

“You like when Eddie says nice things about you?”, you tease. Tenderly petting your head, he beams as he nods. “Oh, Eddie. Steve likes being praised.”

“W-Who doesn’t, pretty girl?”

The metalhead crawls forward on his hands slightly, making sure your legs are circled tightly around him as he turns to look at Steve. 

“Aw, sweetheart. You like when I compliment you? Telling you how much of a good boy you are?” Eddie’s plush lips kiss along his stomach and Steve whimpers when he feels you take him to the back of your throat. “Because you are… making Y/N cum hard with your tongue. Making her all nice and tight for me. E-Even now—mmm—every time she gags on your thick cock she clenches around mine.”

Both men thrust into you at a faster pace and you moan as you watch their lips mingle together. 

Steve abruptly pulls back, chuckling to himself as he gets to his feet.

“Sorry. You both are going to make me cum and I want to cum inside you, Y/N.”

Eddie’s eyes roll back as he falls fully top of you, you two clinging to each other as his hips smack into yours. Whimpering his name, you and he cum at the same time, his pants warming your ear as you run your fingers through his hair. 

Still holding you to him, the metalhead rolls onto his back and shifts his body further down the mattress. 

“Come here, princess.”

You let him maneuver you till you were straddling his face with your back facing the headboard. Steve already seemed to know what to do as he climbed up behind you, taking hold of your waist as you leaned your chest against the other man’s stomach. 

“Goddamn it.”, he mewled as his cock slid into your cunt. 

“Don’t worry about me, baby. Focus on you and him, okay? I got you.”, Eddie purred before his lips attached to your swollen clit. 

“Fuck me.”

“He’s right. You’re so fucking wet and warm, Y/N. Fuck.”

Both men groaned as you rolled your hips, grinding on Eddie’s face as you pushed back against Steve. The man behind you grabbed your shoulder and brought you up to his chest, wrapping his arms around you as he kissed and sucked on your neck. 

“Yes. Just like that, Steve.”

“Like that? This what you need, honey?”

As he slammed into you harder, Eddie’s tongue flicked faster against your nub driving you wild as your moans once again turned to screams. 

Your body trembled as you came, all energy leaving your body as you started to fall forward. 

“I gotcha’, baby. You did so good.”, Steve praised gently as he held you to him. 

His jaw went slack as his rhythm stuttered and after a few more thrusts painted your walls with his release. As you began to cry, Eddie moved out from under you as the other boy pulled himself out of your sore cunt and both of them guided you gently to the pillows as they held you. 

“Are these good tears or bad tears?”, Steve asked making you smile. 

“G-G-Good tears. You both just felt so good. I love you so much.”

“You both know I’m not good with words but thank you.”, Steve whispers as he runs his thumb under your eyes. “Because of you…this is our life. I know you went through a lot with your douchebag ex but we have you now and each other.”, he gestures towards Eddie. 

“And you gave us those three weirdos. It’s still so surreal that these little things are calling us dad. But it was the same when we met you. ‘Damn, this beautiful woman is calling us boyfriend and telling us she loves us.’ Now I can’t picture my life without any of you.”

Tilting towards him, you kiss Eddie before turning around to do the same with Steve. 

############

“Oh, hey Y/N. What’s going on?”, Vivian inquires with wide confused eyes. 

“Dylan wanted to come hang out with you and Brody if that’s ok.”

“Yeah, oh my god. Of course, he’s watching tv.” She gestures inside and he hugs her before heading that way. 

“I’m ok with this…we all are. As long as Charlie isn’t here to. Dylan still doesn’t want to talk to him at the moment.”

“No. I completely understand. I promise you, he’s safe with me.” When her eyes meet yours you know she’s telling the truth. “Thank you guys. I missed him so much. I tell Brody about his brother all the time.”

You nod as you turn to away from her to head back to the van.

“You alright?”, Eddie asks as he brushes some hair behind your ear. 

“Why would mommy not be okay? Wha you do, daddy!?”

“Oh my god, nothing. I wasn’t asking you.”, he jokes. “Now hush or I’m going to eat all you’re candy when we get home.”

“Don’t worry, honey. I won’t let him.” Aurora smiles when Steve winks at her. 

“Yeah, I’m ok. Thank you. I’m glad the whole gang came with me.” 

James claps as he giggles and points towards you in the front seat. 

“We’re an intimidating bunch, sweetheart. We can kick butt if we need to. Right, princess?”

“Yeah!”, she grins as she waves her hand pretending to use the force. 

“We need to teach James to kick ass to.”

“Eddie!”, you and Steve shout at the same time making the man cackle as Ro covers her mouth at the curse word, giggling just like Dylan had all those years ago. 

“I guess it’s time to bring out the swear jar again, huh baby?”, Steve purposes as he reaches around to rub your shoulders. 

“Oh good. I make enough money now, I can swear all the time.”

###########

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[spacecadet-ticklesinspace]

Tickletober Day 30: Trick-or-Treat

Fandom: The Greatest Showman

Pairing: Philip and Barnum

Summary: After Philip gives Caroline and Helen a treat, PT gives him what he claims is one.

(Had to include one with these two too ❤️😅)

Philip started awake when two figures landed on top of him.

He hadn't even realized he'd dozed off until he was being awoken to two goblins on his chest.

"Boo!" One of them called out.

"Is that Caroline I hear?" The young ringmaster asked as he finished waking up.

"Aww!" The goblin with Helen's voice crossed her arms. "He figured out it was us."

The goblin with Caroline's voice nudged her sister's arm. "Not hard to do. He does know our voices."

Philip pulled himself up. "Where's your father?"

Suddenly, a third goblin jumped up from beside the couch with a snarl and a squeeze to both of Phillip's sides.

The younger man squeaked in surprise then turned to glare at his business partner. "Really?"

"Oh come on Phil." Barnum lifted his mask. "It's Halloween. Enjoy the night."

"Are you even Irish?" Philip asked as he wriggled himself out from under the two younger girls.

"No, but it'd be a shame not to show our support."

"Sure."

"We're going to scare everyone!" Helen exclaimed as she jumped up and down.

"Yeah! Everyone's going to be so scared of us!" Caroline added.

"Good luck with Hettie," Philip told them. "Nothing scares her."

"We'll find a way to get her."

"I'm sure you will." The younger ringmaster fished out a couple pieces of candy and gave them to the girls. "Here you go. For the scariest goblins around."

The two girls' eyes lit up.

Helen wrapped Philip in a hug. "Thank you Phil!"

"You're welcome you two."

Caroline jumped up. "Come on Helen! We need to plan how to scare everyone."

"Wait for me!" Helen called as she ran after her sister.

"Should I warn the rest of the troop?" PT asked Philip.

"Nah." The younger ringmaster stood. "They'll give themselves away before causing too much trouble. W.D. will probably give them candy for it too."

"If he doesn't, you'll give them more."

"Come on PT, they look adorable."

"And you're determined to put them on a sugar high because of it?"

Philip shrugged and snagged up the older ringmaster's forgotten mask before slipping it on over his head. "Just getting into the spirit."

PT rolled his eyes but couldn't hide the smile on his face. A moment later, he tackled the younger ringmaster to the couch in their office.

Philip immediately picked up on what was going on. "Ah! PT, wait!"

"Not until I'm done giving you a 'treat' of my own," PT replied before digging into Philip's sides again.

The younger ringmaster squeaked before breaking into laughter. "Ah! Noho! PT!"

PT chuckled. "Ihi dohon't think the girls are the only adorable ones running around tonight."

"Thihis feheels mohore lihike a trihick!" Philip argued as he struggled to grab the older ringmaster's hands.

PT quickly moved up to his ribs. "Hmm, that's ahan ihinteheresting idehea."

Philip squealed and immediately glued his arms to his sides. His ribs were a stupid sweet spot PT had found out in one of his surprise tickle attacks.

The older ringmaster loved the spot. Philip had mixed emotions about it.

Especially when PT hit the middle of his ribs.

Philip shrieked and tried to twist onto his side but the older ringmaster kept him on his back. "PT!"

"What?" PT purposefully squeezed with each word. "It's a treat."

Philip snorted and tried to curl up into a ball. "FOR YOU!"

The older ringmaster chuckled as he pulled away to ruffle Philip's hair. "And ihit's thehe best."

The younger of the two breathed through his giggles. "Whehehew."

"You alive?" Barnum asked as he lifted up the mask Philip was still under.

"Barelyhy."

"Uh-huh." PT scribbled behind the younger man's ear. "Dramatic."

As Philip squeaked, he turtled. "Barnuhum!"

"What?" He moved to tickling down Philip's neck then under his chin. "You're adorable."

The younger ringmaster shoved his hands away.

All of a sudden, a scream came from outside followed by two streams of laughter.

"Oh no." PT jumped up. "Excuse me, I need to wrangle those two."

Philip set the third goblin mask to the side. "I'll help you corner them."

"Shouldn't be too challenging."

"Don't speak so soon." The younger ringmaster gave him a playful shove before he turned back. "They are related to you Mr. Insufferable."

"Hey!" PT exclaimed before taking off after him. "Get back here Mr. Undignified!"

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You flatter me (Sebastian Sallow x Slytherin!Reader)

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : - ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ - : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

Summary; After joining the Slytherin quidditch team it is finally time for your first Hogwarts house party with Sebastian. Overal just two idiots who are in love <3

Warnings: mentions of Alcohol, not proofread

Word count: 2k

Requests are open!

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : - ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ - : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

House parties at Hogwarts held a strong legacy for themselves - and with every new party the students tried to out do the last one. Every house was competitive when it came to this.

Quidditch had always been a good reason to host one such party - so when the sport was reintroduced in your 'sixth' year it was only a matter of time before all hell would break lose in the common rooms.

The Slytherin quidditch team had a few open spots, Imelda Reyes had practically begged you to join the try outs, specifically for the role of seeker.

"Y/n L/n." Imelda Reyes said in a stern voice. "You have beat literally all of my damn trials in record time. You know a seeker is all about insight and speed!"

You pondered on your decision. Ranrok was gone and the ancient magic depository laid safe under Hogwarts. You would finally have some time to yourself - developing your flying hobby didn't sound too bad. 

"Besides, I heard a certain troublemaking someone is going to try out for Beater" Imelda teased.

"Very funny Imelda" you said, rolling your eyes at her. She playfully hit your side with her elbow. "Fine, I'll try out for seeker. But you owe me fudge from Honeydukes"

Naturally, you crushed the try outs and landed yourself the role of Seeker. Your competition couldn't even come close to your skills on a broom.

You sat down on the tribunes next to Ominis (who had came to cheer you and Sebastian on), opening a bag of fudge Imelda had given you. The tryout for Beater was next. Imelda was right, Sebastian was taking part in the tryouts. You had seen his surprised face when you entered the pitch - you had told him about your hesitation to join the team, but not about your change of mind.

Sebastian's skills on a broom were quite impressive. You watched in awe as he skillfully dodged and countered the incoming bludgers. He was even cocky enough to fly past you, giving you a wink.

You weren't surprised when he emerged victorious, becoming the newest Slytherin beater.

The only tryouts that were left was for the role of Keeper. Sebastian sat down next to Ominis and you after he had changed out of his quidditch gear.

"Didn't know you were going to try out for Seeker" Sebastian said as he reached for your bag of fudge. "Count me surprised"

You put the bag away from Sallows reach. "Hey, that's my well earned bribe!"

"Imelda had to bribe you to get you on the Slytherin team?" Ominis chuckled. "You're easily bribed, good to know"

Sebastian was taller than you, the difference being even larger than it was in your fifth year. He reached over for the bag and (much to your dismay) snatched a piece of the candy. "You know, I wanted to surprise you by making it on the Slytherin team. But I suppose it's even a better surprise to have my lucky charm right on the field with me"

-

Your first quidditch match was against Ravenclaw. "A good warm-up for our future matches" Imelda had said. Ravenclaw wasn't the strongest opponent you could have been out against - and you were very grateful for that. Despite your rigorous training you were nervous.

"Ready folks?" Imelda asked the team, though she didn't wait for an answer as she flew onto the air. You were all lined up for the opening ceremony, having practiced an elegant yet intimidating entrance. "I want to make them shiver before we even score a single point" Imelda had said. "Besides, it boosts morale"

The trick seemed to have worked; Imelda had scored three times before Ravenclaw did. The score was currently 80-30 for Slytherin. This gave you a slight bit of breathing room to find the golden snitch.

You scanned the playing field and spotted a glint of gold across the other side of the stadium. Sebastian flew to your side, hitting an incoming bludger away from you. You muttered a quick 'thanks'

"Seb!" You yelled. "Keep their Seeker busy for just a minute!"

"Got it!"

You flew down into the pitch, focused on that same glint of gold. Sebastian had kept his word; the Ravenclaw Seeker was far behind you, desperately avoiding the incoming bludgers. He was having a hard time avoiding Sebastian's aggressive plays - even being almost knocked out of his broom. Despite how much you loved besting Sallow in a duel, you made a mental note for yourself to never make him an enemy on the quidditch field.

The snitch was only a few centimetres out of reach as it flew under the tribunes.You upped the speed of your broom, skillfully avoiding every pillar and support that came your way. The snitch flew away from under the tribunes, out in the open air. You could spot the Ravenclaw seeker flying towards the snitch from the other side of the pitch. Sebastian had been knocked to the side and put off balance, disabling him for a few seconds. 

"40-80 for Ravenclaw!"

If you didn't act now, the match would be lost. Steering your broom slightly sideways you cut the snitch of - catching it directly in your hand just before the Ravenclaw seeker could catch it.

You quickly flew above the pitch, proudly displaying the golden snitch to the audience.

"150 points to Slytherin!"

-

You walked alongside your quidditch team into the common room, cheers erupting out of your fellow Slytherins as they swarmed around you. The common room had been decorated with all sorts of green decoration, most of them displaying the Slytherin symbol. Snacks, jugs of butterbeer and bottles of all sorts of alcohol were placed on the tables, both muggle and wizard music playing through the room.

You could spot a few shades of reds and yellows amongst the sea of robes - Merlin knows how they got in here.

Sebastian held hold of your waist, hoisting you into the air then spinning you around. You yelped in surprised at his antics, which quickly turned into a laugh.

"To our new Slytherin Seeker and Beater!" Imelda yelled as she raised her fist into the air, more cheers echoing through the room.

"What was that for!" You laughed as Sebastian put you down onto the ground again, playfully elbowing his side.

"What, can't show off our new quidditch legend?"

"Oh please, don't spare yourself the credit"

The crowd slowly dispersed over the common room as the party officially started.

"Care for a drink, Sallow?"

-

One butterbeer had turned into two (alongside a shot of something you didn't know the name of). Your head felt just slightly fuzzy.

Though that couldn't be said for a quite a bit of your fellow Hogwarts students. You had counted at least three brawl fights between a Gryffindor and a Slytherin this evening - which was very entertaining to watch. However, Imelda had promptly kicked them out of the common room.

Sebastian had left for just a moment to grab another drink, leaving you in the company of Imelda and Natty.

"Way to steal the spotlight today!" Natty said enthusiastically as she patted you on the back, holding a glass of butterbeer in her other hand. "I bet that Ravenclaw seeker is going to be sulking for at least a week"

You chuckled at her comment.

"I knew I was right about you" Imelda quipped in as she chugged down another shot. Merlin, that girl could hold her alcohol. "If you keep this up I'll happily buy you all the fudge your heart could ever desire"

"Look forward to our win streak then, Imelda"

You scanned the room for Sebastian. He had been gone for a while now. You spotted chatting with Ominis across the room from you, pouring him a glass of butterbeer. He had definitely gotten taller over the summer - and oh dear, all the quidditch practice had really made him more muscular. You knew Sebastian was handsome, but had he always looked this good in his white button up shirt and those rolled up sleeves?

Imelda followed your line of sight. "Admiring Sallow now, aren't we?"

You whipped your head away from his direction, embarrassed that you got caught.

"Oh please, it doesn't take a lot to notice how obviously the two of you like eachother"

You shot Natty a pleading look in an attempt to get her to back you up, but all she did was shrug.

"Although I have to admit, seeing the two of you pining over eachother has become one of my favorite past time hobbies, it's about damn time one of you confessed to eachother"

You had harbored a crush on Sebastian ever since the trip the two of you made to Hogsmeade at the beginning of your fifth year - his strong wit, flirty comments and protective nature made you fall head over heels for the troublemaker. However, over the passing year your feelings and admiration for the boy had only grown.

"Don't tell me you're scared of asking a boy out on a date?"

"Shut it, Imelda!"

Natty laughed at your bickering. "You have taken down countless dark wizards Y/n!"

"And don't forget about the poachers"

You groaned. "Don't remind me". They were right. How did asking out a boy seem so much scarier than taking down dark wizards? You hid behind your hands, making Natty laugh as she pulled you against her side.

"Tough evening huh?"

You quickly turned around and came face to face with Sebastian Sallow. If your blush wasn't obvious already, it certainly was now. Imelda and Natty giggled at the sight. Imelda shot up from her seat in a hurry, pulling Natty along with her.

"Our turn to get a drink now!" Natty chirped as the two of them rushed off towards the snack table.

You sighed, internally screaming at the thought of Sebastian hearing your conversations. "you could say that, yeah"

Rather than sitting down, Sebastian held out his hand for you. "I haven't danced yet tonight. Care to indulge me?" Your face lit up, gladly taking his hand.

"I'd love too, Seb"

Sebastian eagerly pulled you with him onto the dance floor, laughter erupting from the both of you.

"Ever danced before?" Sebastian asked as he placed his hand on your waist, making you feel as if butterflies were flying through your stomach

"A few times" you said as Sebastian guided one of your hands to his shoulder. Your other hand was still intertwined with his.

"Well don't worry - I'll lead"

The current song ended, a more slow and romantic song taking it's place. The two of you gently swayed across the dancefloor. Merlin did he look gorgeous tonight. You started into his eyes which were full of love and adoration.

"You're a natural" Sebastian whispered as he gently twirled you around.

"You flatter me too much, Sallow"

"You're worthy of all the flattering in the world, L/n"

You couldn't contain your feelings for him anymore. You didn't know where you got the sudden boost in confidence from but it didn't matter. You let lose of Sebastian's hand and grabbed onto the colour of Sebastian's button up shirt, pulling him into a desperate kiss.

Sebastian needed no time react, pulling you closer against him - his free hand now placed in your hair. He kissed you back just as desperately. His lips were slightly chapped, the taste of butterbeer still evident on them. Your hand found it's way onto his cheek, gently cupping it making him deepen the kiss.

The two of you broke apart, gasping in need of air. "I've been waiting ages for you to do that" Sebastian whispered, letting out a shaky breath as he pulled you into another kiss, cheers erupting through the common room at the sight.

[buddiesmutslut]

hey, it's Team! sending some spooky vibes and ✨️shift and 🪩 game for the Halloween prompts. (side note, what do u want me to call u?) thanks for playing! - @team-118

Hello my beautiful friend, guess what I forgot to do 😭 My brain has betrayed me, so I'm a little late, but here we are!

Also, call me Tay 🫶 Although, I probably should do one of those introductory posts on here so people know more about me, shouldn't I?

(Anyway, I'm not exactly sure what drabble is, so I think this might be a little long, but I hope you like it anyway 💚💚💚

The moon is full and so is Buck’s jeep as they drive through downtown LA, sitting through traffic on the highways until they hit the winding road that leads out of town, and then the path into the woods. 

Buck parks and they tromp through the underbrush, bunnies and squirrels scurrying away from their boisterousness. 

Chris is hyped up - the full moon mixing with all the candy he’d eaten after trick-or-treating, and Buck isn’t much better. 

It hasn’t been long since Buck shifted for the first time, and the excitement of these nights still gets under his skin and leaves him acting like an excitable puppy instead of a fully grown, hundred-plus pound wolf. 

They finally break through the tree line to the clearing they always shift at, and it’s seconds later when his mate and son both start stripping down, falling to the ground with laughter and excitement as they try to wrestle their shoes off first. 

“Last one to the creek is a rotten egg!” Chris challenges once he’s done, his spindly wolf immediately coming forward as he staggers towards the other water about a mile away from them. 

Buck cries in faux-outrage at the “head-start” their pup had gotten, but he’s smiling so widely that his teeth nearly glow in the darkness before he shifts too, bounding after the smaller wolf. 

Eddie glances at his tia, looking for fond commiseration, but she only winks and joins in herself, shifting mid-step and taking off with a howl. 

Realizing he’s about to lose, Eddie can only laugh and let his own human side fade away, landing on four legs and throwing himself into the game. 

And if he tackles Buck right before he touches the water, making Chris the official winner of the race to the water, well - 

All’s fair under the call of the moon.

[rukia-writes]

Hi Rukia, I’m so hyped after seeing Buddha in the second season and I was wondering if you can create a food fight scenario with him, please❤️🍭

Buddha x (GN) reader

A/N: The hype is real 🏃🏼‍♀️

It all started easy enough.

Buddha was having dinner with his friend, (Name), drinks and food was always welcome with Buddha. A social event he didn’t mind attending with his friends Kintoki and (Name).

Of course, everything was well as they trio ate together underneath a beautiful and tall tree. Buddha noticed (Name) wasn’t eating their vegetables, recalling that he never saw (Name) partake in eating vegetables. Buddha wasn’t one on making someone do something they didn’t want to do, but he wished (Name) would eat a carrot at least.

They are good for the eyes.

“Ugh! I hate Brussels sprouts! Carrots even more!”

Speaking of which, (Name) casually flung a innocent carrot which made a direct on Buddha’s forehead making Kintoki snicker as he helped himself to (Name)’s broccoli. Apologizing, (Name) saw Buddha remove the carrot from his forehead with a disappointed look on his face then proceeded to quickly stick the carrot in their mouth.

“You know what? You’re going to eat your vegetables today.”

That was how it started.

Kintoki watched as the two went back forth arguing and hitting each other with food, rather it was just (Name) throwing vegetables while Buddha used his foresight, dodged it and then catching them making her eat the vegetables. Chuckling, Kintoki watched as (Name) tried to throw a piece of candy at Buddha, however that back fired as Buddha opened his mouth and the soft candy landed on his tongue, and as “finale” swallowed it with a smile.

(Name) found this quite frustrating as the food fight was one sided, thanks to Buddha’s foresight.

“Stop cheating-“

Buddha took the opportunity to throw a piece of broccoli and it landed in (Name)’s mouth, chewing Buddha’s opponent fell backwards with a disgusted look while muttering, “This poison.” Kintoki raised Buddha’s arm declaring him the winner of the food fight as Buddha smiled in victory.

From that day on the two consistently had food fights of sorts, one day (Name) did get the upper hand as they had tricked Buddha into eating a lollipop that was celery flavored.

Buddha wasn’t a fan of vegetables but he did eat them and he hoped he could get his friend to do the same one day with out the food fight.

🎀Rukia-Writes🎀

[slowmo-yo-yo]

Pondering chuckwill during spooky season BC ITS THAT TIME OF THE YEAR!! I remember spending like a good bit of time just thinking abt chuckwill couples costumes last year and I didn’t rlly land on anything and realized it’s because as cute as it sounds I don’t think they’d be the type of couple to go all out with halloween coustumes on their own (cause they’re lame and old and would rather spend halloween at home eating candy and cuddling then getting plastered in a stupid costume at a stuffy bar). The few times they do try to do some kind of couples coustume, they’re either peer pressured by the guys or I’m picturing much later post canon, Billy’s kids urge them to dress up and go trick or treating with them and they relent cause they love them to death. Like they need to be peer pressured.

I’m sure they did a fair bit of trick or treating as kids with Morgan and Billy, running around with bed sheets over their heads or an old Micheal Myers mask, etc, rounding up candy with pillow cases and hitting neighborhoods in Boston that handed out bigger and better candy. Will having nothing to wear because it’s not like any of his foster homes kept any kind of Halloween costume and Chuckie, in typical chuckie fashion, lends him an older costume from his attic to wear so he’s not left out. Eventually they grow out of it, as one does, and it just becomes ‘that thing we did back then’. I can see the guys in in canon in their 20s just buying a bag of candy, sitting at the bar, getting wasted and eating handfuls of it to the point where they’re throwing up outside the bar and leaving with a strong distaste for any and all candy. But in terms of costumes they’re not going all out unless it’s demanded of them.

I also think they’re big fans of less is more, so they’re always on the lookout for coustumes that are just like some guy in a jacket in jeans cause again they’re a lil lazy like that. I DO SEE THEM HOWEVER going all out ONE year. It’s super random and no one sees it coming but they do some kind of big jaw dropping couples costume that blows everyone’s socks off. They don’t tell anyone but it’s specially for one of Billy’s kids who requested they dress up and of course being the cool awesome uncles they are blow it out of the park. They decorate their front porch, they carve pumpkins with the McBrides, handing out candy at the door and making sure they buy the big bars too because they can do that now and it feels good to be the house with the big candy bars that all the kids flock to, be the change you want to see the world and all that.

I also just think that it’s another reminder of how far they’ve come together that they can really celebrate this holiday. Past halloweens being spend just trying to keep eachother safe and alive while Will was still in foster care, not being able to celebrate halloween because financial stability is a luxury that not all kids laying brick in Boston can afford. Flash forward 20 years, they somehow they managed to confess the painfully obvious as sweaty, gross, flustered Bostonians in love with eachother and promptly started building a life together. Married and sharing their lives, celebrating a holiday that they typically overlook with their closet friends and family because despite EVERYTHING, despite all the world threw at them, they finally made it, and they made it as one.

Hopping on the sap train BC THIS IS MY BLOG, and I know I always somehow find a way to circle back to the whole “middle aged chuckwill does thing and it means a lot because they couldn’t have done thing when they were kids but now they can afford to spoil eachother and celebrate holidays cause they’re happy and settled” BUT I CANT HELP IT😿 I feel like every major holiday spent together post them tying the knot is just one big sob fest because they’re both sentimental idiots and they realize the importance of something like spending a holiday together without having to worry about how they’re gonna get by, because they’re ok and they’ve never been better.

THINKING ABOUT THIS RESPONSE FROM SNAIL FROM A MILLION YERS AGO because it makes my heart melt and it’s very relevant to the theme of this post lolz😋 older chuckwill will always have a place in my heart forever:))

[ghulehthezombiequeen]

motion picture soundtrack - ghouls headcanon

in honor of winter season, i started thinking about what the ghouls would do if you took them all ice skating!

also i felt bad because i havent written anything since my birthday which was a month ago so have this

enjoy!

warnings/things to note: gender neutral reader, other than that nothing! :)

masterlist.

Sodo hates the cold. He's very grumpy and pouty about the idea, complaining the whole way there. He gets there and immediately wants to leave.

(He's also probably the reason why you chose to rent a private party because he may or may not want to chuck the skates at someone's face if they looked at him funny)

Can't skate. Hates it. Constantly clinging onto the walls and the little walker for dear life every time he's on the ice.

He cried the first time he fell down, and when you went to help him back up, he dragged you down with him because he's a little shit.

chugs all the hot chocolate after he's done. Also chucks the skates away from his feet and steals your fluffy socks because he's a wuss when it comes to the cold.

Rain is a natural. It's his favorite winter sport. He gives Sodo a mini lesson in the basics of maneuvering on the ice and offers his arm to anyone who can't/doesn't know how to skate.

Definitely will dress for the occasion. Thinking maybe like Yuzuru Hanyu's costumes or something similar.

Will offer to teach you a few tricks for pairs skating, and depending on your own skill level, will ask to do a death spiral with you.

However, if you fall, he's instantly on his knees next to you and checking for serious injuries. Will never forgive himself if you're injured from one of his favorite sports.

One time, when he thought no one was looking, he purposely belly flopped and laid on the ice like a penguin and licked the ice right after the ice resurfacer laid a fresh coat and there were still puddles of water on the ice. Unfortunately, you were indeed looking, and he bolted straight to the bathroom out of embarrassment.

Swiss is also terrible at ice skating, but he's open to try a few tricks to try to impress you. His balance isn't the greatest, and you can't help but chuckle when he fell trying to land an axel and finger-gunned you with his signature smile.

Will do a couple laps around the rink trying to play tag with you and Rain, however instead of tagging either of you, he tags Sodo and giggles like a madman.

Always wants to touch you somehow. Not in a sexual way, he just can't skate very well. So expect him to cling to your hand, arm, waist, shoulders, etc.

If you do lap him, he will playfully slap your butt. Because he's Swiss, of course. One time he tried and missed, and he ended up hitting Rain as he was preparing to jump for a double toeloop and ended up knocking all three of you down. Rain was pissed.

His eyes instantly dart to the zamboni/ice refresher and wants to drive it. He maybe also tried flirting with the worker in charge of it and possibly got to sit on it.

Poor Mountain. They don't have skates in his shoe size. The closest thing is a half size smaller than usual, which is really painful. So he only goes on the ice for about ten minutes then sits back down.

When he is on the ice, however, he's always holding your hand. He even gave you his scarf and beanie once he noticed how pink your nose and cheeks were getting.

He takes a lot of photos of you and your smile. Also has a lot of photos of Rain mid-jump, and chuckles at the face he made while doing so.

Buys everyone hot chocolate and a few candy canes, however the hot chocolate is demolished by Sodo. He's not really that upset, just disappointed because he was really looking forward to it.

When you get back, you make him is own special mug of hot chocolate with peppermint whipped cream and candy cane bits to cheer him up. He pulls you in a big bear hug as a thank-you.

Phantom is okay at ice skating. Not really his favorite, but he's really curious about how it really works, and ends up researching a few tricks to try and learn on his own.

Somehow hacked the speakers and got them to play Cigarettes After Sex as you guys skated. Poor thing wants to be romantic but is still clinging to the walls because he's scared of falling.

Might need help lacing up the skates, only to find out that he has the wrong size. Apparently he thought he was two sizes bigger than he actually is. (It wasn't entirely his fault, he got really nervous telling the employee)

Always cuddles with you on the benches. Also takes photos of the both of you and makes it his wallpaper on his phone.

If you ever need a break, he's the first to offer water, tea, coffee, snacks, anything. He'll even split a hot chocolate with you while Sodo's too busy trying not to fall on the ice.

Cirrus is also pretty good at skating. She sticks with Cumulus and Aurora and the three of them skate around the rink twirling each other and will even offer to let you join them.

She crocheted the girls matching scarves and the boys matching beanies, but since you're special, she made you both in your own unique color so you stand out.

She also managed to sneak in a few snacks of her own. Well, snacks being cake pops from Starbucks.

Takes a bunch of photos and spends half an hour posting each one because she wants to edit them to match her aesthetic. They turn out adorable, though.

I have a headcanon that all the ghouls are huge fans of Star Wars, so she will probably want to reenact the duel of Mustafar, even though you guys are on ice and not lava..

Cumulus is the mom friend and makes everyone take a Hot Hands packet, even bringing a separate bag just for them.

Also takes a bunch of photos, but posts them no matter how they turn out. She just wants people to see how happy everyone is in the moment.

Poor girlie can't skate, but she tries her hardest either way. She loves going backwards once she learns how, but ends up bumping into you by accident.

You two fall in the middle of the rink, but you're both giggling to each other and just lay there for a while before either Rain or Cirrus comes over to check on you guys.

Also scolds Sodo for hogging all the hot chocolate, but it's because she wanted to share some with you. You promise that you two can share another hot drink instead, and she cheers up.

Aurora, being the pretty princess that she is, shows up in her blingy skating costume that inadvertently matches Rain's. Thank goodness it's a private party session or else she'd never beat the dating allegations.

Always takes a break every 20 minutes to drink water and scolds the boys for forgetting to bring water bottles of their own. She will share with you, not caring about the germs.

Makes Mountain take a bunch of photos of you two, along with her and the other ghoulettes for the photo album she's making. She repays him by buying him a candy cane.

Will twirl you around on the ice, dancing along to the music when it's not playing whatever Phantom's playlist had. She'll even dance with Swiss until she realizes he can't skate and ditches him to dance with you.

Poor girl is so tired by the end of it that she falls asleep on the bench before you all leave, and you and Cumulus pick her up and carry her to the car.

[jaidens]

You And I Ended Up In The Same Room At The Same Time And The Touch Of A Hand Lit The Fuse

pairing [s] : daniel larusso x reader

warning [s] : im gonna die if I don't get some fall weather soon.. it feels like 107° out outside..| highschool parties |

a/n [s] : requests are open.

Currently, you were scanning your eyes across for an escape exit to get out of the humid, hot and drunk highschoolers slamming into each other. Eventually, your eyes landed against the door that was open, and you can see people coming inside and yelling at the people. You let out a groan and start walking towards the door. You made it outside and the cold air immediately made you feel better and relaxed the horrible headache that rang throughout your head.

You're periodically sipping on the, if you had to be honest, gross fruit punch that didn't have vodka and tequila in it. You stare at the kids walking with their siblings and parents trick-or-treating with adorable costumes on. You pull the zipper sweater you have on tighter to try and keep the warmth of the cold night before you hear a crunch of the orange and yellow leaves and someone sits down next to you. “Parties are crazy aren't they?”

The New Jersey accent makes you turn your head and shrug your head. “Not really my area. My friends wanted to go.” He closes his eyes and shrugs as well, and gives you a smile. “I just wanted to meet some people. I'm new here. My name is Daniel, Daniel Larusso.” You smile back at him and shake his hand while telling him your name.

You couldn't tell what was happening, but his hands wrapping around yours set off a match in a gasoline bucket. The spark you swore flew up into your arms and throughout the rest of your body. The way his brown eyes were lit up by the orange jack-o'-lanterns that sat on the porch, or the way his tan skin was being hit by the full moonlight. “Would you wanna go get a piece of apple pie with me up at Annie's, Daniel Larusso?”

The question made him perk up and he nodded. You smiled at him and took another sip of the fruit punch before throwing it out against the grass. “Where are you from, Daniel?” Daniel laughed under his breath. “Jersey. You can't probably tell by this horrible accent. Don't be fooled— my Ma’s is worse.” You laughed and said, “Nah, your accent is cute. Better than these surfer bros and dicks.” It's a simultaneous laugh with him and you stare into his eyes, and they drag you in once more.

“Where are you from?” Daniel asks you this time and you shrug again. “I was born and raised here. Cali born!” You raise your fist in the air as a joke and shrug. You and Daniel are relaxing in a comforting silence before he lets out a sound, “When did you stop trick-or-treating?” You frown and go back to admiring the little girls and boys running from house to house dragging a big bag of candy. “I was maybe.. 9? I just decided to not go and never went again. I miss it.”

Then, the silence is back, but you can't help to peak at him through the side of your eyes. You noticed that every time the wind passes through, he closes his eyes and breathes. You lose track of time and you check your watch. “Shit, Daniel, I have to go. I almost passed my curfew.” You stand up and gather the purse you brought and begin to walk away. You hear Daniel run after you, calling your name.

“I’ll see you tomorrow for pie?” Daniel smiles and hands you a small piece of paper with his number scribbled on it. “Of course. Annie's at 8?” Daniel nods and smiles, and you grab his hand and give a small kiss to his cheek before walking away. You leave him stunned and, from what he thinks, desperately in love.

[colebrookstone-irl]

I maybe be a day late (Got caught up in quite a few things...) BUT I, have a story to tell 😌

*Insert the ENTIRE DotD transcript below cut*(I wasn't gonna type all of it so have the transcript.)

(The Yin-Yang Eclipse appears onscreen before transitioning to the Sea of Sand.)

Kai: (Lands his bike off the hill) Move, move, move. We're running out of time. Pick up the pace.

Cole: Yes, ninja. It's up to us to save the day... (lands his roadster off the hill) again.

Nya: Roger that, Kai. Zane, do you have a read?

Zane: ETA too late, unless we break all speed limits. Increase velocity.

P.I.X.A.L.: Already on it.

Wu: (comes on Lloyd's screen intercom) Ninja, I have reached the rendezvous point. Where are you?

Lloyd: The museum is still 5 clicks away. We're on our way.

Jay: (flies by in his Jet) Look out, kids. Jay to save the day. Hey, race you there, Lloyd.

Lloyd: I still don't understand how you got the Supersonic Raider Jet.

Jay: Uh, because I called dibs. Guy who calls dibs first gets it, right, Cole? (Cole drifts off in his vehicle) Right, Cole? Cole?! Let me go get him! He's drifting off again! (turns around his jet)

Cole: (Fidgeting with controls, terrified, his hands ghosting through them) No. No. Come back. Come... No. (vehicle drifts up a mountain and nearly hits Jay)

Jay: Cole! Look out!

Cole: Oh. Uh. Oh. (lands) S-sorry, Jay.

Jay: Whew. I know you're a ghost, but I'm still in the living world, and I'd kinda like to keep it that way.

Wu: Ninja, time is of the essence.

Cole: He's right. Engage.

Lloyd: We have one last shot if we wanna make it. Combine for maximum impact.

(Team combines their vehicles except Cole and Zane's.)

Kai: (attaches his bike to the left side of Lloyd's) Locked.

Nya: (attaches her bike to the right side of Lloyd's) Loaded.

Jay: (attaches jet to the top) And jet speed, reporting for duty sir.

(The different Ninja vehicles all transform into Ultra Stealth Raider.)

Lloyd: Fire all engines.

(The ninja race off in their vehicles towards Ninjago City. They arrive at the museum.)

Jay: (Panting) Master Wu, are we too late?

Wu: There may yet be time. (points towards eclipse)

Ninja: Ninja, go.

(The ninja all Spinjitzu into the museum.)

(The ninja head out the gift shop)

Jay: (laughing) Mission accomplished.

Lloyd: Yeah, good thing we got to the gift shop before it closed.

Zane: Yes, a Day of the Departed celebration is incomplete without a Day of the Departed lantern.

Nya: Oh, this is my favorite holiday. I love all the lights.

Kai: And the costumes. (gestures toward kids who just finished trick-or-treating)

Jay: And the candy. Hit me, kid.

(One with a pilot costume tosses Jay a piece of white candy into his mouth)

Jay: Mmm. Best day of the year.

Wu: Yes, enjoy the fun and festivities, but never lose sight of the true meaning of the Day of the Departed. Today is about remembrance. We light lanterns to remember our ancestors, and to settle our debts.

Jay: Yeah, got it, got it. Lanterns, ancestors, debts, but candy too, right?

(a man in a red suit with a rather long mustache comes to greet the ninja)

Dr. Saunders: The ninja. The Master Wu.

Wu: Dr. Saunders.

Saunders: Oh, please. We are all friends. You must call me by my first name, yes? Sander, yes?

Kai: (whispers to Nya) Dr. Sander Saunders?

Saunders: At your service. (chuckles) I am so pleased to be seeing you at this now. We are opening our new exhibit. Come. You see, come. (Walks to the entrance to the hall) Might I be presenting the Hall of Villainy.

All: Wow.

Saunders: Cryptor.

Zane: A plastic mannequin.

Saunders: Kozu.

Lloyd: Uncanny.

Saunders: Chen.

Nya: Memories.

Saunders: Samukai.

Jay: Is he looking at me?

Wu: Maybe from the past.

Saunders: And Morro. Checking this out! We don't just open on Day of Departed. It's Day of Departed lunar eclipse. A special eclipse.

Wu: The rarest Yin-Yang eclipse.

Saunders: Oh, poetic, is it not? Scary holiday, scary exhibit, scary moon, (Voice changes) There is magic in the air. (Normal voice) Boogily-boogily!

Kai: (looks around) It's... every villain we've ever faced.

Cole: (walks over to Master Yang's portrait) Not every villain.

Saunders: No, there are many more to unpack. Overlord, Golden Master. All the ones who tried to destroy you. Exciting.

Jay: Uh... yeah, exciting.

Saunders: As we proceed further on the tour you can...

Cole: (looking at Yang's picture) "Although known to some as the master without a student, Kodokuna Yang will be remembered by most as the creator of Airjitzu, the most powerful martial art in history." Huh. Actually, I remember Yang as the guy who turned me into a ghost. (Looks at the relic encased in clear material) Hey, uh, Dr. Saunders? What's the story on this thing? (his hand ghosts through the clear material) Hello? Dr. Saunders? Anyone?

(Team notices the relic encased in the clear box)

Nya: Look at that. Cool.

Saunders: Ah, you have a good eye, Nya.

Cole: Her? I'm the one who spotted...(Saunders and the ninja walk through as if he wasn't there) Uh, hey, watch it. You guys are walking right through me!

Saunders: (Describes to the ninja what the relic is) The Yin Blade belonged to Master Yang. It is said to possess much dark magic.

Cole: They don't hear me, o-or see me. It's like I don't exist anymore. And it's all your fault! (Points angrily towards Yang)

Yang: Cole. Come. Come.

Cole: (To the ninja) Uh....tell me you heard that.

Yang: Come, Cole…

Saunders: ...which is why it is sealed in this case made of Clearstone, the hardest substance known to human. Impenetrable by any living being.

Yang: Cole.

Cole: Yang.

Yang: Close the circle.

Cole: Close the circle?

Yang: Close the circle...

Cole: Close the circle.

Cole: (Gasps, waking up from the trance) Huh. (looks out window to see the ninja outside)

Wu: Thank you so much for such an informative tour, Dr. Saunders. (they both shake hands) ninja, at the eclipse's peak we will return here, for the concert. But first, we must go forth and honor those we have lost. Those who have departed.

Cole: They don't realize I'm gone. Maybe...I'm departed. (echoes)

Kai: See you guys soon.

Nya: Happy Day of the Departed, everyone.

(The ninja each go in separate directions.)

Wu: (Voice-over; Lloyd and Misako release a lantern in the Corridor of Elders) We honor our ancestors. Because if we never look to the past, we cannot envision the future. (Inside Four Weapons, Nya holds a lantern for Kai to light with his Fire before they turn to gaze at a picture of their parents. Meanwhile, in the Birchwood Forest; Zane places his lantern in one of the hands of his father's statue before covering it in a layer of ice, making it shine) On the Day of the Departed, we pause to remember those we've lost. (Jay, Ed, and Edna look through a photo album outside their trailer) And enjoy our time with those we are still fortunate to have. (Onscreen; in the remains of the Monastery of Spinjitzu) I raise this cup of remembrance tea to you, Father. We never forget.

(Cole is shown driving towards the Temple of Airjitzu.)

(The Royal Blacksmiths wait in the city's stage.)

Lou: Cole. Cole, where are you? My son was gonna meet me before the show to light a lantern. (They start to sing.)

Royal Blacksmiths: Gave you your voice. Gave you your song. Put music in your heart. Now my heart is gone. To pieces. Pieces, pieces. Pieces, pieces. (Dareth walks in.)

Dareth: Hey, guys? Hey, listen. (They keep singing.) Guys? Guys. Guys! Stop it! (They stop.) Ah, kids. Always letting you down. That's why I don't have 'em. Not cause Gayle keeps turning down my marriage proposals, even though I'd make an excellent provider. Ahem, anyway. It's a good thing your manager is here to help you focus on the important things.

Lou: What's more important than family?

Dareth: A paying gig for a festival audience. (He grabs a microphone.) Have a good show, boys. (He goes on stage.) Hello, Ninjago. Hey, look at you. Look at that once-in-a-lifetime lunar eclipse. It's really happening. How about a warm Day of the Departed greeting for the Royal Blacksmiths! (The crowd cheers. The band arrives on stage.)

Royal Blacksmiths: Be my Day of the Departed baby. Cold and spooky-hearted love. Still, my love for her is off the chart-ed.

Ronin: (He watched the quartet.) Everyone's here, so no one's home. Time for a little scrap-hunting. (He leaves.)

(Cole arrives at the Temple of Airjitzu.)

Cole: All right, Yang. Show yourself. You hear me? Show yourself.

Yang: You received my message.

Cole: I got it, all right. And I've got one for you. It's direct from the business end of your own weapon. (He pulls out the relic.)

Yang: (Gasps.) The Yin Blade. But how? It's encased in solid Clearstone. That case is impenetrable.

Cole: Not to a ghost. Which, thanks to you, I still am.

Yang: What are you going to do?

Cole: There's magic in the air. You know, eclipse and all?

Yang: Please, where is your holiday spirit? It's the Day of the Departed.

Cole: Uh-huh. And I'm settling my debt. (He charges at him, but he dodges. Cole breaks a vase instead, and Yang laughs.) What? What's so funny?

Yang: This. That. All of it.

Cole: What's happening?

Yang: My plan. (The spirits from the vase leaves the temple and possesses mannequins in the Hall of Villainy. Kozu starts to talk in his own language.) You never should have played with dark magic, boy. This Day of the Departed will be remembered as my Night of the Return. The Yin Blade, if you please.

Cole: Yeah, I don't think so.

Yang: I do.

Cole: (He turns around and sees that he is surrounded by Yang's students.) What? (They handcuff him and bring Yang the Blade.)

(The villains take control of the mannequins.)

Morro: Huh?

Samukai: Huh, Who-Who are you?

Morro: I should ask you the same thing.

Samukai: I am Samukai, Skulkin general, fearsome master of the ax.

Kozu: Ha! Fearsome? You call that fearsome? (He slices a pillar with an Elemental Blade.) This is fearsome! I am Kozu, destroyer of all foolish enough to challenge me.

Cryptor: Yeah, so how did you do against a guy who destroyed you?

Chen: But what has brought us back? Oh! Buttons, buttons, buttons! (He presses one, causing his chair to inflate. He then pressed another one, bringing it down. He then pressed another one, sending fortune cookies flying out of it. He then pressed another one, causing two mechanical legs to come out from underneath his chair.) Oh. Brake? No. Brake? No! (He crashes.) I'm all right! (He crashes again.) Still all right.

Samukai: What is going on here?

Cryptor: Well, the skinny man in the silky girl robes can't control his chair. And—

Samukai: No, I mean with us.

Morro: (He points to Yang's portrait.) Perhaps he can explain.

Chen: Still all right.

Yang: (He takes control of his portrait.) My magic has brought you back from the Departed Realm to Ninjago, but you can only remain for the duration of the eclipse. Unless...

Chen: Unless?

Yang: Unless you destroy the ninja who destroyed you. Use your Departed Blades, and you will take their place among the living.

Pythor: (He comes in reading a map.) Hall of Villainy? More like, Hall of Empty-ny. (He sees his mannequin.) Oh. Nice. (He takes his Anacondrai Staff.)

Yang: The ninja are dispersed around Ninjago, and you will have revenge. (The villains cheer.)

Pythor: Did someone say revenge? I want in. Ah, Cryptor, my loyal friend. (Chuckles.) Chen.

Chen: Pythor.

Kozu: Oh, frosty.

Yang: You must each choose a ninja and—

Samukai: I call Zane.

Cryptor: No! He's my clone.

Pythor: Technically, you're his clone.

Chen: The Blacksmiths’ brats are mine.

Pythor: How come you get two?

(Everyone starts to argue.)

Yang: Silence! Time is wasting, and I've got my own thing going on. So work it out! (He leaves.)

Chen: I have a score to settle with Nya, so she's mine. Her brother too.

Pythor: Lloyd, I destroyed the father. Well, more or less. It's finally time to destroy the son.

Cryptor: I'll take Zane.

Morro: Master Wu. We left things...unfinished. I will settle our debt, once and for all.

Samukai: (He groans and turns to Kozu.) That only leaves Jay. One ninja, but two of us. Okay, rock, paper, scissors. One, two, three. One, two, three. (Kozu walks away.) It doesn't seem to work.

Kozu: (He sees Dareth.) I want him.

Samukai: Yes.

Pythor: Then it's settled. Although, the ninja won't go easily. Perhaps we could use some help?

Cryptor: (He reads the map.) The Hall of Sidekicks.

Pythor: (Laughs.) Convenient, is it not?

(Yang's students surround Cole.)

Cole: So guys, what say you help me out? You know, student-to-ninja? Hello? Look, I know Yang's your master, but how can you be on his side?

Yang: Your pleas are useless. My students, well, they're loyal to no one but me.

Cole: Come on, guys. Yang is like the definition of evil.

Yang: Actually, "Yang" means "good". But I always did aspire for great. I dedicated my life to the study of the martial arts. I mastered them all, and even created my own. Airjitzu was my first achievement, but it was nothing compared to what I would discover next. My research revealed the location of the Yin Blade, a weapon whose magic was so powerful, it was said to hold the key to eternal life. Control that magic and I'd be forever remembered as Ninjago's greatest master. Immortality was so near. It was time for the ultimate test... myself. But something went...wrong. So while I will live forever, it is only as a ghost. Cursed to haunt this once-proud temple as Master of the House. Never able to return. Until tonight, thanks to you.

Cole: Thanks to me? How?

Yang: You said it yourself. There's magic in the air. On the Day of the Departed, when there's a Yin-Yang lunar eclipse, the Yin Blade can cut the Rift of Return. So thank you for this.

Cole: You're not welcome. And you won't get away with it. I'm supposed to meet my friends soon. When they see I'm missing, they'll come for me.

Yang: See you're missing? Ha! Look at you. You can barely see yourself. (Cole groans.) Besides, you've caused quite a few problems for your friends.

(Kai and Nya celebrate the holiday in Four Weapons Blacksmith.)

Nya: It feels strange being back in our parents' shop after all this time.

Kai: Nya? Do you think we'll ever find out what actually happened to them?

Chen: I could tell you. But you have bigger things to worry about.

Nya: Chen?

Kai: (He grabs two swords and hands one to Nya.) I don't know how you're back, but it's two against one.

Chen: Is it? (He reveals the Anacondrai Cultists have also been resurrected.) Goodbye, ninja. (He presses a button. His chair starts to punch him. He presses another button, causing carnival music to play. He presses another button that plays disco music.) Nope. Hmm. Uh, almost. Ah. Found it. Yes. (He activates the weapons.) Doodle pep, ninja.

(Zane celebrates the holiday in Birchwood Forest. A statue he made of his father crumbles.)

Cryptor: Oops. Did I hurt your dear old dad? Or should I say our dad?

(Jay is with his parents at the junkyard.)

Ed: Uh, Edna, dear, is that crumb cake ready? Jay's starving.

Jay: I'm fine, Dad.

Ed: I know, son, but I love your mother's crumb cake.

Samukai: (He walks out the trailer while Edna is being held hostage.) Guess who's back?

(Lloyd and Misako visits the Corridor of Elders.)

Lloyd: I know Dad's gone, but sometimes it's like he's still with me. (They see someone behind a boulder.) Pythor?

Pythor: When we last met, I decided to help you and your father, Garmadon, defeat Chen. Do you remember why?

Lloyd: You said something about how if anyone was going to take over the world, you'd rather it be you.

Pythor: Precisely. Time to finish the job.

(Wu is back at the Monastery of Spinjitzu.)

Wu: An eclipse is always an omen, but is this one a sign of good...or bad?

Morro: (He goes up behind him.) Bad. Very bad.

(Cole watches as Yang shows him the events.)

Cole: My friends. What have you done?

Yang: No, Cole, what have you done?

Cole: How? How could I steal the Yin Blade and release all those ghosts?

Yang: You were scared you were departing and that your friends had forgotten you. So I took advantage of your fragile mental state to trick you. Oh, oh, you weren't literally asking, were you? Give up, Cole. You're by yourself. There's no one to help you. Now, excuse me, I have a rift to open. Watch him, just in case. (He leaves while his students watches him.)

Cole: All by myself. Hm.

(Pythor slithers closer to the two.)

Misako: Pythor, what are you doing?

Pythor: Giving the kid a one-way ticket to join his daddy.

Lloyd: Sorry, I don't really feel like going on a vacation.

Pythor: But it's a holiday. Respect your elders. (He throws his staff at a statue. The head starts to fall.)

Misako: Lloyd! (Lloyd carries the head.)

(Chen presses more buttons.)

Chen: Who designed this thing?

Kai: Raider bikes. (They get on their bikes. Kai falls off his and lands in front of Chen.)

Chen: (He laughs and presses more buttons.) Oh, good. Better. Best. (Nya saves him before he can fire.)

(Cryptor brought more Nindroid Warriors with him.)

Cryptor: Escape is futile, Zane. You and I share programming. I know your every move before you even make it.

Zane: Even this one? (He Airjitzus into a tree.)

Cryptor: If you know it, I know it. Enjoy the Departed Realm. And say hi to dear old Dad.

(Wu realizes it's Morro that's behind him.)

Wu: Well, my former student. How have you returned, Morro?

Morro: The question is not how, but why.

(Cole tries to talk to one of the students.)

Cole: So I didn't get your name. (He doesn't talk.) Okay, I'll just call you "Chuck." Look, Chuck, I know you think you're Yang's student, and maybe you were once, but now you're his prisoner. Don't you see? He's not your friend. He's your captor. You gotta shake off his spell. Then, we can stop him. Together. You and me. (He doesn't talk.) Okay, no pressure, but you have three seconds to decide. One, two, three. (He jumps and kicks Chuck.) Guess I'm working solo, Chuck.

(Jay prevents his father from going after Samukai.)

Ed: Don't you worry, Edna. I'll take care of those piles of bones.

Edna: Oh, now, Ed, be careful. Dr. Berkman says not to strain.

Jay: I got this, Dad. Lightning! (He shocks Samukai's sidekicks.) I have no idea what you want with my parents.

Samukai: It's not your parents I want, Jay. It's you! (He throws Edna to Ed. He and Jay start fighting.)

Ed: Feisty. He's his mother's son. (Krazi and Frakjaw stand by the two and watch the fight.)

Samukai: Fools. Don't just stand there. Grab them. Then he won't fight me.

Jay: No!

Samukai: Oh, yes! (He trips Jay.)

(The Royal Blacksmiths continue singing.)

Royal Blacksmiths: Be mine. Day of the Departed baby. Cold and spooky-hearted love.

Dareth: Royal Blacksmiths, everybody. Aren't they fantastic? Hey, speaking of fantastic, it's my duty as manager to remind you that there's fantastic merch available in the gift shop. Hats, CDs, mugs. Show you're a real fan. Now, before my boys continue, I just want to say thank you for coming and getting into the spirit of the night. Look at those costumes. Funny clowns and aliens and astronauts. Wow, those Stone Warriors. (Kozu speaks in his language.) So realistic.

Kozu: Revenge will be mine!

Dareth: Well, normally my guys don't take requests, but it is a special occasion. Boys?

Royal Blacksmiths: Revenge Will Be Mine. And you know I'm feeling fine. 'Cause my girl's coming. (The warriors jump on stage.)

Dareth: Hey, that's no costume. (He runs.) Can we at least talk about it?

Kozu: Revenge!

Dareth: Okay, we're talking. (He runs toward the museum.)

Kozu: Destruction!

Dareth: Talking is good!

Kozu: Crazy!

(Dareth screams)

(Cole tries to find his way around the temple.)

Cole: Yes! No. (He comes across more students.) Hey. So any chance you wanna tell me where Yang is opening that rift? (They grab weapons.) So...that's a no? Whoa, let's not be hasty. This isn't a fair fight. I'm handcuffed. (One of them broke the cuffs.) Ah! Oh. So you might want a few more guys. (He disarms and defeats them.) Okay, sports fans, the score is Cole: 3, evil possessed students: 0.

Yang: Hurry up. I haven't got 3000 years. (Cole goes the opposite direction before he notices. He comes across some of his students.)

Cole: Okay, Cole, it's showtime.

Yang: Deal with him.

Cole: (He defeats the students.) Maybe I can do this myself. Whew! I'm coming for you, Yang. It's over. You don't have any more students. You're all alone.

Yang: Oh, I am not alone. Not at all. (More students appear.)

Cole: What's the matter, Yang? Too afraid to take me on by yourself?

Yang: Too busy. The eclipse is beginning to fade, Cole. Just like you. Take him. (They start to fight.)

(Wu wields his staff.)

Wu: We have fought twice before. And although it pains me, I will do so again if I must.

Morro: No, you misunderstand. I'm not here to fight you. I'm here to warn you. Master Yang has put your team in terrible danger.

Wu: What has Yang done?

Morro: He's made you forget one of your own, one who was already slipping away.

Wu: Tell me more.

Morro: I will, but aboard the Bounty. We have to warn the others.

(Kai now rides with Nya on her bike. They try to escape Chen and his Cultists.)

Nya: Duck! (Kai ducks, and Zugu hits a tree and is forced out of his mannequin.)

Kai: This is my stop. Ninja, go! (He uses Spinjitzu.)

(Misako confronts Pythor while Lloyd tries to hold the statue.)

Lloyd: Can't...hold...on.

Misako: Yes, you can.

Pythor: Fool! You continually underestimate me. You're so like your father.

Misako: He's right, Lloyd. You're brave and noble and—

Lloyd: And a master of Spinjitzu. You are still with me, Dad. Ninja, go! (He uses Spinjitzu to free himself.)

(Yang gets on the temple's roof.)

Yang: Good to see you, rare eclipse. Now help me to finally open up the rift.

Cole: All right, guys, time to take a break. Or not. (They fight again.)

Yang: Open the rift. Set me free.

Cole: Okay, okay, how about that break? (The students get back up and fight again.) You guys are more tiresome than Jay!

Yang: Yes. It is working.

(Samukai towers over Jay.)

Samukai: For what it's worth, this isn't personal, Jay.

Jay: It kind of feels like it is, Samukai.

Samukai: It's only so I can return. I promise that as soon as this is over, I'll release your parents.

Ronin: I'm on that one. (He appears with his Salvage M.E.C. and frees Jay's parents. He kicks Samukai.)

Jay: Ronin. Thanks for coming.

Ronin: Yeah, I came to help. I definitely didn't think your folks would be at the concert so I could, um...borrow...some free scrap metal for my mech.

Jay: What?

Ronin: Um, nothing. You're all clear, kid. Finish them.

(Zane tries to escape the Nindroids.)

P.I.X.A.L.: Zane, they have flight capability. It appears you have miscalculated.

Zane: No, I didn't. (He destroys their jetpacks.)

(Lloyd and Misako jump on the statues. Pythor attempts to push her off, but Lloyd stopped him, giving her enough time to pull herself off. Meanwhile, Dareth roams the museum.)

Dareth: Helmet of Shadows, where are you? You control the Stone Warriors, so I can control the Stone Warriors. (The warriors find him and begin chasing him.)

(Yang watches as the rift opens.)

Yang: Ah, here it comes.

Cole: Ugh, they just keep coming. I can't do this much longer. One last time. Ninja, go! (He uses Spinjitzu.)

(Nya gets off her bike and confronts Chen with Kai.)

Chen: Fair fight. I win. (He fires a missile, but Nya repels it with Water.) Unfair. (He gets hit with the missile and is forced out of his mannequin.)

(Ronin chases the Skulkin. Jay releases a giant magnet and crushes Krazi and Frakjaw.)

Jay: Old foe, new trick. Watch me, Samukai. (He shocks him.)

(Cryptor starts to attack Zane.)

Cryptor: I know your every move. I know how you hit. I know how you will kick. And I know you never give up.

Zane: Then I give up. (Cryptor attacks him, but falls and is forced out of his mannequin-)

(Lloyd and Misako outnumber Pythor.)

Misako: Time for you to call it quits.

Pythor: No, just time for a spectacular exit. (He jumps off of the statue.)

Lloyd: Think he's gone for good?

Misako: I hope so, but Pythor is as much cat as he is snake. He has nine lives.

Pythor: (Groans.) Next time I'll take my own advice and bring some sidekicks.

(Jay eats one of his mother's crumb cakes.)

Jay: Mm. Mm. Great crumb cake, Mom.

Ronin: Happy Day of the Departed, guys. Oh, and thank you for the bag of scrap.

Ed: All you had to do was ask.

(Dareth crawls toward the Helmet.)

Dareth: Helmet of Shadows. I found it. Security, eighty-six this guy.

Kozu: (The army grabs Kozu and rams him against a wall.) No, no. Release me.

Saunders: My museum! What have you done?

Dareth: (Nervously laughs.) Sorry.

(Cole defeats all but one student.)

Cole: Don't make me hurt you too. (The student runs away. Cole replaces his broken staff with his sword and goes out the window.) Stop it, Yang.

Yang: Freedom. Return. It's all mine.

Cole: No! You...are not going...anywhere! (He Airjitzus after him. He grabs him and they both fall back on the temple's roof.)

(Jay makes it to the museum, where the other ninja are waiting for him.)

Jay: Guys, I have the ghost story to end all ghost stories. You will never guess what just happened.

Kai: You battled the possessed mannequin of a mortal enemy?

Nya: Him and his goons tried to send you to the Departed Realm with magic blades?

Zane: But you defeated them first.

Lloyd: And saw their ghosts disappear into the night.

Jay: Oh, okay, fine. You guessed. Well, since you know so much, why were all those ghosts out here?

Wu: (He approaches them.) Because distracting you was part of Master Yang's plan.

Morro: And he had help.

Lloyd: (The ninja arm themselves.) Morro.

Jay: Any other villains want to show up tonight?

Kai: We've stopped five, what's one more?

Wu: No. Put away your weapons. He's here to help. Morro, tell them.

Morro: Yang tricked Cole into helping him open a rift to return to Ninjago.

Jay: Cole? How'd he trick you?

Zane: Jay, Cole isn't here.

Jay: Are you sure? He's been fading a lot lately. He's kind of easy to miss.

All ninja: (Gasp.) We forgot Cole!

Wu: To the Bounty. They must be at the Temple of the Airjitzu Master. Thank you, Morro.

Morro: Happy Day of the Departed, Master.

(Morro returns to his pedestal and he poses. His spirit leaves the statue and goes back to the Departed Realm.)

(Cole walks toward Yang.)

Yang: Just give up already.

Cole: No. I'm keeping you here until the eclipse ends and the rift closes. Your evil will never return to Ninjago. (They clash their weapons.)

Yang: What are you even fighting for? Your friends have abandoned you. (Laughs.) Your master has abandoned you. You are all alone.

Cole: No! (Yang destroys his sword.) Can't...go on...alone.

Yang: Yes. Yield. Soon I will be gone, but you will remain forever Departed, destined to haunt this temple forever as the new Master of the House. (Laughs.)

Cole: I'm...fading away.

Yang: Just one more lonely ghost. Not a friend in the world.

Nya: Cole!

Cole: Huh?

Yang: What? Who's that?

Cole: My friends. (He stops fading and kicks Yang.) Ghost or not, I'm gonna do what I came here to do, Yang.

Kai: We have to help him.

Nya: I can't bring it any closer. The wind's still too strong.

Cole: And you're wrong. I'm not the one who's alone. You are.

Yang: No. I have my family. (He points to his students.)

Cole: No, you have prisoners. That's not family. That's captivity. (He punches Yang.) Whoa, I feel...different. Like, like, I can punch through...anything. (He destroys the Yin Blade. The students return to normal, but are still ghosts.)

Yang: No. No! You broke my spell!

Cole: The rift! If you hurry, you can be free of this place forever! (The students uses Airjitzu and enter the rift. They cheer as they become mortal again.)

Wu: The rift is almost closed.

Yang: My...my students. Leaving me. I...I failed.

Cole: Yeah, you did.

Yang: I always fail.

Cole: Yeah, you—Wait, what?

Yang: I dedicated my life to studying the martial arts. Alone. I got arrogant, I wanted to live forever.

Cole: Why? No one lives forever.

Yang: Because I knew the day I was gone, no one would remember me.

Cole: All of this was so you wouldn't be forgotten?

Jay: What is he doing? Is-is he talking to Yang?

Wu: The rift cannot be opened again until the next Yin-Yang eclipse.

Zane: Which, according to my calculations, won't happen for 3,721 years.

Kai: Cole, the rift! You gotta pass through the rift!

Yang: You must think I'm a fool for having such a petty desire.

Cole: No, I get it. Believe me, I get it. I know what it's like to feel forgotten. Alone. It-it hurts. But Master Yang, you are already gonna be remembered forever.

Yang: Me? How?

Cole: You created Airjitzu.

Jay: Cole! It's now or never!

Cole: Now come on, there's still time to go through. Both of us.

Yang: No, I'm afraid that's impossible. The curse of the Temple requires that at least one ghost remained behind as Master of the House.

Cole: One of us has to stay here?

Yang: It must be this way.

Cole: Hey! What are you doing?

Yang: Settling my debt. (He launches the screaming Cole through the closing rift. The rift closes and the wind becomes stronger.)

Wu: Brace yourselves. It's going to be a hard landing. (The ninja land and get off the ship.)

Misako: Is everyone all right?

Zane: Nothing that tightening a few screws can't fix.

Lloyd: I'm okay, but where's Cole?

Jay: Oh, no!

Nya: Did he make it?

Jay: He was too late. He's gone forever. I'd give anything to have him back.

Cole: (off-screen) Anything?

Jay: Anything.

Cole: (He jumps from behind a boulder, a human again.) Even the Sonic Raider Jet?

All ninja: Cole! (They embrace him.)

Jay: You're back!

Lloyd: You're not a ghost anymore.

Nya: You look good as new.

Cole: Ah. Pretty much. Thank you, Nya.

Kai: Speaking of good as new...(He points to the temple.)

Wu: (Sighs.) The Temple of the Airjitzu Master has been returned to its original condition.

Zane: It's beautiful.

Cole: You know, that would be a pretty cool place for a ninja to train.

(The team gathers around a campfire with their friends and families.)

Cole: Whoa. And was I right or was I right?

Jay: (Sighs.) Yes, you were right. Are you going to retell this story every Day of the Departed from now on?

Cole: Only until you admit that you didn't want to move in because you were scared it's still haunted. (Everyone laughs.)

Jay: I wasn't scared. I was cautious. Okay fine, I was scared. And wrong. There's no more ghosts here.

Cole: Nope. No ghosts. (He and Yang secretly wink at each other.)

Wu: (They release the lanterns.) Happy Day of the Departed.

[smut-n-more]

MY FAREWELL TO INKTOBER!!

What the main 4 do with you on Halloween night-

Eric♡

♡you convince him to go trick or treating cause hell,  he loves candy. But he will NOT dress up. You have to FORCE him if you really want him to.

♡he steals some of your candy and insists on trading eachother once yall are home

♡He claims that the boyfriend tax is you riding him in a sexy costume he bought for you.

♡Lots of candy eating and fucking

♡"Boyfriend taxxx" Eric draws out the sentence, a shit eating grin on his face as he holds up a skimpy Cowgirl costume.

♡You bet your ass that's the position you'll be fucking in.

♡hands are tight on your hips until they bruise

♡To him, getting to cum in you is his treat and denying your orgasm is his own trick.

Kyle♧

♧He takes you and Ike out trick or treating

♧you and Ike trade candy and Kyle requests a Boyfriend tax

♧That bastard took all your Skittles.

♧later that night you two cuddle and watch fun Halloween movies. Charlie Brown, The Addams family- things like that

♧It leads to a nice Makeout session

♧Ending with him on top of you In a mating press

♧His treat for being so so good for you was getting to cum in ya- usually he didn't like to but he did deserve it afterall.

♧ "Wanna cum in me hm? Get your good little treat?"

♧Kyle groans and nods, hips pumping into you perfectly, hitting those good spots in you. He was deduced to broken sentences, too focused on Cumming than forming words.

Stanley☆

☆He's too embarrassed to admit he really wanted to trick or treat with you

☆So he bought a huge bag of candy for you two to share and watch horror movies

☆He for some reason refuses to watch human centipede

☆But he ADORES you being cuddled into him watching with focus (or hiding in his chest, depending on how well you do with horror.)

☆What was cuddling in bed watching movies turns to a lazy fuck

☆Hips are slow and he just grinds into you, rubbing your clit

☆"Fuck, this is better than any horror movie-" He holds back a whine, wanting this to last, but desperate to cum"

☆you end up falling asleep amongst piles of candy (and a few condom) wrappers

Kenny♤

♤He and Karen get free candy?? Fuck yeah! He's dragging you with him.

♤He doesn't dress up anymore than wearing a singular bow Karen put on him (unless you can afford to get him a matching costume)

♤After all that he gets out some edibles for the two of you to eat with your candy

♤Candy seems to satisfy his high munchies- and you satisfy his high lust.

♤it's a basic doggy style- neither of you really care to cum, just happy to feel eachother and get pleasure

♤"Yeah youre such a good girl, taking my cock just right-" you can hear the grin in his voice. The harsh smack can be heard as he lands his hand on your ass, "you're better than any candy I could have,  sweething."

♤You have more candy afterwards and he passes out hugging you to him.

[hockeyboysimagines]

omg I'm sorry!!! I should have looked at the list first sorry

can I switch brothers then? lmao. Matthew in Otta for Brady's game and meet the girl at the candy machine? I can cleary imagine him bragging about the hat trick and looking at her across the ice.

No worries Anon! And you never EVER have to ask me if you can request or talk about Matthew Tkachuk. The answer is always yes. This was so cute. Hope you enjoy it!!🤍

The absolute LAST thing Matthew wanted to be doing was sitting in a dimly lit roller skating rink, listening to bad 80’s music but because he was a good brother and future brother-in-law here he was.

His game in Ottawa had so happened to coincide with Emma’s nephews 6th birthday. While he liked Brady most days, he loved Emma so when she had asked him nicely with her best smile, he’d sighed and flatly agreed to come. Brady came over and kicked his foot.

“What’s your problem?”

“Nothing.”

“Yeah okay. If you didn’t wanna-“

“I’m here aren’t I? What am I going to do? Strap on a pair of skates and do laps?”

“If your planning to do that, let me get my phone out. Wanna document the moment.”

“Fuck off.” He stood and stretched “I’m going to the bathroom.”

He made his way through screaming kids, falling kids, and crying kids nursing injuries in various spots from falls and collisions. As he neared several candy and soda machines, a girl caught his eye. The lights from the large spinning disco ball were catching her long hair, as she reached a hand forward and shook the candy machine.

“I don’t know buddy I can’t get it.” She shook it again, and the little boy standing next to her sighed and pushed his glasses further up his nose.

“Excuse me? Do you need some help?”

She turned, and smiled. He felt like he’d been hit by a bus. He was certain that she was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen, and he wanted to clasp his hands and thank God that he’d decided to be a good sport and come to the party he didn’t want to come to. He also wanted to personally thank whatever moron had decided to put a candy machine from the 1930’s in a high traffic roller rink, because it’s malfunction had now given him the chance to come in like a knight in shining armor and offer her the assistance she needed.

“Yes please. It’s stuck I don’t know-“

Before she could continue, Matthew wound up a fist and punched the machine, not enough to break it but enough to make it teeter and knock the candy loose. The boy gave a cheer and reached down to pull it out, before turning and zooming away.

“Hey! What do you say!” She yelled after him.

“Thank you!” He called over his shoulder before disappearing back to his friends.

She turned back to Matthew and smiled “Thank you. You just saved me from hours of complaining.”

“My pleasure. I’m Matt.” He extended a hand.

“Y/N.” He hand was soft and warm, and fit perfectly inside his own. He realized as he shook it that he was holding it a little too tightly, and staring openly at her. He released her hand and cleared his throat, thankful for the bad lighting to hide the redness that was creeping up his neck.

“So is that your-“

“Brother. He’s here’s for a birthday party, and I’m lucky enough to get to take him.”

“Funny enough I’m also extremely lucky to be here at a birthday party.” He glanced around before his eyes landed back on her “Maybe in more ways then one.”

And that’s how it started. They talked, and talked and talked some more, talking so much in fact that Brady had wandered the rink twice looking for him, thinking he’d left. As parties began to wrap up, and kids filtered out, Matthew panicked knowing his time with her was coming to an end. He spotted her brother making his way over and as a last ditch effort to see her again he blurted out “Hey, crazy idea but would you want to come to my game tomorrow?”

“Game?”

“I uh-I play hockey. My brother Brady-“

“No way!” She turned to look at her brother who was staring at Matthew open mouthed revealing several missing teeth, and slid his glasses back up his nose “ Matthew Tkachuk!” She looked between them and pointed at him.

“You know how this is?”

“Of course I do. He’s only the best player ever and-“ he went on to list all his stats, which was actually pretty impressive if Matthew was being honest.

“I had no idea.” She said laughing.

“So? Wanna come?” He asked, nodding his head at her brother “Maybe bring my number 1 fan with you?”

“Oh we’ll be there.” He looked up at her and made a face “Well don’t look at me that way. You can stay home but I’m going.”

She glanced between them for a moment before she pursed her lips “Oh-okay. Sure.”

“Wait really? Awesome, and then maybe after we-“

“Slow down Casanova. Let’s start with a hockey game. And then maybe a date. We’ll see how you play.”

“Oh yeah? Okay I’ll make you a deal. I score a goal we go on a date. If I don’t, you can forget I ever even saved you from a day of complaining.” He held his hand out “Deal?”

“Okay. Your on.”

He did score. In fact he scored 3 times.

She chuckled, shaking her head as he scored his third goal and turned to point at her in the crowd. The stadium booed around her, as it was mostly Ottawa fans in attendance, but she couldn’t help the smile that crept across her face. He made his way to the bench, various teammates giving him fist bumps as he went and sat down next to someone, turning to them as they spoke. She saw him shake his head and point across the ice at her. She felt her face get red, thankful he was so far away, and glanced at the scoreboard.

“He scored that hat trick for youuuuuuu.” Her brother teased, giggling and making kissy faces at her.

“Oh be quiet.” She gave him a nudge and rolled her eyes. She would never hear the end of this.

She watched as he celebrated with his team when the clock wound down, buzzer sounding to signal that Ottawa had lost. She watched as he made his way across the ice to the side gate and slowed down in front of where she was sitting. He knocked on the glass and grinned a mile wide.

“Guess this means I won!” He said gleefully, winking at her and pointing towards the score board. She felt a surge of excitement as she watched him skate to the side gate and exchange words briefly with an arena employee, pointing in her direction and waving before he disappeared down the tunnel.

She walked her brother out of the arena to where her parents were and made her way back inside, waiting quietly until she heard the doors bang open and turned to see Matthew standing in the doorway.

He smiled widely at her and for the first time in a long time, maybe ever, she was glad she’d lost a bet.

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HOW WILL SANJI AND ZORO BECOME BESTIES IN MY OP FIGHTER PILOT AU?? WELL IM GLAD U ASKED!!

It starts slow, but it definitely begins after their 1v1 dogfight training. TL;DR- Zoro gets humbled during the training exercise against Sanji.

Long answer:

In practical lessons the instructor (who I REALLY want to make Admiral Garp), at the request of Luffy, has Zoro and Sanji practice 1v1 dogfighting for the mission since only two aircraft will be available...And it goes about as well as you expect. Zoro has the upper hand until suddenly, Sanji pulls back and uses the abrupt change in speed to change directions easier and punches forward and upward to gain a height advantage. Eventually, after 2 thousand feet or so, it makes Zoro pull back enough for Sanji to maneuver the stick and crank the jet perpendicular to the surface to get right behind Zoro's aircraft and...bullseye. I'd have to rewrite this later since im still researching how to write dogfights and just general flight mechanics, but hopefully, it gets my point across for now.

Zoro is absolutely FLOORED and since then respects Sanji, but still picks fights with him.

He holds a newfound respect for Sanji and becomes more cooperative as a nav instead of complaining, which weirds Sanji out but like whatever, right?

In their bunks, Sanji is usually restless and hates sleeping (night terrors? PTSD? insomnia?? the world will never know), and Zoro wakes up one night and just goes, "Wanna spar?" and Sanji is confused because sparring for him was never fun, but Zoro looks like he's about to take back the offer, and so he says sure without even thinking.

That starts their semi regular training together other than top gun bullshit they have to do, and Sanji always goes to bed humbled since Zoro kicks his ass every time.

Zoro is a great guy and a great teacher in hand to hand combat. He learns that Zoro wasn't always a pilot, that he did get stationed in places like the north blue. He learns that Zoro has seen the more disturbing parts of war that pilots dont see every day. He also learns that Zoro isn't all just muscle and density (physically and mentally, Sanji thinks to himself), but he also despises sweets and thats why he never falls for the trick of candy in the MRE's that always have Luffy running laps every lunch despite it being a known rule.

Eventually, the arguing is more like playful bickering with camaraderie hidden behind it. Sanji picks fights for the hell of it, and Zoro rolls with it. Zoro knows that he would trust sanji with his life when shit hits the fan, and so would Sanji if the same happened to him.

Friendship for them is the same as they were before except theres respect and trust that they each earned, and Nami can finally breathe and is like "Thank god y'all got your shit together."

...

One night after their ritualistic sparring session when Sanji is asleep, he is suddenly woken up to Zoro gasping for breath and thrashing, and then the man throws himself off the bed and lands with a thud loud enough to wake up Luffy and Usopp. Usopp is confused as fuck and Luffy snorts awake and is half asleep until they both see Zoro suddenly stand up, extremely alert and sweating.

"Hey Zoro..? What's up, man?" Usopp asks tiredly with his question laced with concern. Whats weird, though, is that its like Zoro doesn't hear them. He's standing where he fell one second and suddenly making a sweep of their bunk the next. Sanji is watching from his top bunk, looking down at Zoro before looking straight at Luffy. It's almost like Luffy knows, and he nods and says, "Let him do his thing, i trust you to know what to do, Sanji," And so he does what Luffy says.

Everyone listens to the squad leader and quietly lets Zoro sweep the parameter, check the door, check around outside, the windows, the window locks, under the beds, until Zoro is standing in the center of the room with a look that gives away everything Sanji needs to know. Zoro isnt here, at least not mentally, so he slowly shuffles out of his top bunk, making note of how Zoro's gaze flicks to him suddenly and makes sure to telegraph his movements before they even happen.

After a few minutes, he's in front of Zoro, looking directly into his eyes and standing. Zoro's eyes almost seem distant, looking through him but into his soul at the same time.

"Hey, moss, what's going on in that head of yours?" Sanji whispers low enough, so it's barely heard by Luffy and Usopp, who watch in case anything happens. Sanji knows, though. He knows Zoro won't do anything, and if he does, then Sanji knows that Zoro trusts him enough to stop him.

Zoro is staring, and eventually, Sanji slowly moves his arm within his view, gently resting his palm on Zoro's chest and feeling the elevated heartbeat. "Mossy, you with me? You're in our barracks now. Not wherever your brain thinks you've ended up," and he can visibly see Zoro deflate, then a rough palm shakily holds onto his wrist like his life depends on it. Zoro is trembling, his shoulders shake with each breath now, and his eyebrows scrunch like he's fighting with himself. Maybe he is, Sanji thinks to himself.

After a while- maybe 5 minutes or 20. No one was keeping track of time - Zoro eventually has enough self-awareness to clear his throat and really look at Sanji, who is still there and looking right at Zoro. It's grounding, the hand on his chest, and blue and brown eyes looking at him. Luffy and Usopp are asleep again, and Zoro takes one deep breath and lets it out, closing his eyes and counting to ten, and instead of the horrors he saw again in his sleep, he sees Sanji.

"Thanks, cook." Zoro whispers. It strikes Sanji in his soul how vulnerable it sounds. How Zoro squeezes his wrist gently before letting go.

They dont talk about it, or the other times it happens, or the times Zoro does the same for Sanji but its him using deep pressure therapy in the form of a hug after Sanji wakes up with a yell and fight overtaking his system when flight ironically loses the battle.

Their friendship is odd, but it comforts both of them in a way nobody else ever has. They both know each other well enough now that they can work alongside each other while constantly making jabs at each other. Their lighthearted bickering reveals smiles that were previously hidden, and it lets them feel like they can be themselves a little bit more.