#jake marshall x reader

[cherrysweather]

I’ve been obsess with this idea for a while, so I’d I’m one of the lucky Ducks … Anyone from the original AA trilogy who has the Medical Examiner as an S/O, but the medical examiner is selectively mute and prefers to talk to their deceased “patients”.

Heey anon! Nice to meet you <3

I choose two "new" characters to this blog, but I hope my choices will please you.

Enjoy and drink water regularly! ^^

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Phoenix Wright, Mia Fey, Dick Gumshoe and Jake Marshall x medical examiner S/O with selective mutism, but talk with their patients:

Phoenix Wright:

Since starting his law career (and Mia's case), Phoenix never handled the presence of dead bodies well;

Or whatever reminded him of one;

So you two rarely talked about their work;

Phoenix was one of the few people to whom they talked the most;

They felt free from all the things that blocked their voice and Phoenix quickly learned what tone of voice to use with them;

He also understands that they may have moments in which they prefer to just stay silent, even when with him;

When out with him, however, things drastically change;

They always stay close to him, let him do all the talking in every context and when people they don't know approach them and try to establish a conversation their throat tightens, they just stare and let their trembling hands talk;

All these problems, however, seem to disappear whenever they're at work, in their gown, hands tight in the gloves and religious silence;

Every day a new story, everyday a new someone to be with for hours;

Someone who doesn't talk, doesn't judge;

That's probably the reason why they find it so easy to talk with them;

It's strange, and they know it, but in some way they release all the stress in them;

Phoenix came to know when Gumshoe told him they heard them speaking inside the morgue, noticing there were just them and the "patients";

Phoenix never said anything, he tried to understand but never confronted them in a judicious, disgusted way;

He was just curious and didn't find it that strange, considering what he had been through and those around him.

Mia Fey:

Mia knew a bit of psychology, so she noticed almost immediately that they weren't able to speak in certain social contexts;

She tries to prevent them from getting into an anxious state by observing both their behavior and the people around them;

She likes to have them around when she works, so when it's sure that no one else is supposed to be in the office, they follow her and help with cases;

Mia likes to follow them to work as well, but she isn't allowed in the morgue or the laboratories, so she just waits somewhere nearby, making them know that if needed, she is in the area;

They told them about their habit, both because they wanted her to know and to ask for some advice to overcome this problem;

Surely it helped that she spoke outside the house, but maybe trying to have conversations with someone a little bit more lively would help more;

When together, Mia always tries to connect them with the outside by asking them to do something for her, if she's speaking with someone she tries to engage them too, in the conversation;

If they aren't able to do it anyway, Mia knows how to respect that and just let them interact with her.

Dick Gumshoe:

Gumshoe was always interested in their work;

He never understood a word about medicine, or anatomy, or anything of the sort;

But whenever the victims of his cases are handled by them, he makes sure to never miss a detail and if he doesn't understand, they will gladly explain to him;

However he finds it a little "strong" to be constantly inside a cold, silent room with a corpse you have to analyse in minimum details, even cut them if necessary;

Whenever they have business at the police station, he tries his best to be around them and spare them any kind of anxiety attack;

He never understood completely their difficulty with speaking in public, so sometimes he might be insensitive, but not in a malicious way;

He just doesn't get it, give him some time;

He once heard them talking to themselves when he was on his way to their "office";

But then he peeked at the door and saw they were talking while working;

Strangely, he completely got how much easier it was for them to "talk" with someone who didn't give them any kind of feedback, and thus no anxiety;

They tried to explain to him everything, so he wouldn't think badly of them;

But, sincerely, Gumshoe saw worse in his career, and as said, he didn't find that strange at all;

But probably they felt embarrassed knowing that Gumshoe knew their "habit";

So he always makes sure that whenever he wants to come visit, he warns them and doesn't burst in without them knowing.

Jake Marshall:

Jake was the one who introduced them to this work;

When they started specializing , he often posed as their professor of anything concerning the law and the investigation field;

He mostly did so whenever they had questions that couldn't bring themselves to ask his actual professors;

When they finally managed to graduate and get the job in his same division, whenever he could, he was with them;

He was always fascinated by this kind of work, so the two of them often started conversations about it;

(Mostly them explaining medical things to him, since he doesn't understand anything);

When together, he makes everything possible to keep them comfortable, but he also spurs them to overcome their anxiety, both at the office and in public;

That's because he clearly sees their difficulties in everyday life;

One day, when they were together at the morgue, he was checking some documents when he heard them talk;

He turned to answer but saw that they weren't talking to him;

Few seconds of silence before he giggled it off;

"What do they say about it?";

They shushed him and just hid their embarrassment, but at the same time were glad he didn't mock them;

If they thought talking with their patients could help, he was more than happy to leave them alone;

Even if he'll miss seeing them at work.

[frickingnerd]

dating jake marshall

pairing: jake marshall x gn!reader

tags: spoilers for jake's backstory, wholesome fluff, established romantic relationship, angst (jake worrying about reader's safety)

jake seems like a laid back guy, who doesn't care about much, but this is just how he presents himself

he actually cares a lot, about the people he loves and especially you!

he's a very determined and caring person, but you're one of the few people who actually gets to see this side of him

after the loss of his brother, he doesn't want to lose anyone else, which leads to him being a overprotective of you, always having an eye on you, just to be sure

while jake seems very calm, he can get really upset, if you put yourself in danger. he lashes out at you, for being so reckless and careless, only to quickly feel bad for yelling at you

he doesn't want to lose you! he's so desperate to keep you safe, that sometimes his emotions just get the better of him

he always apologizes right after and you can always see he's genuine! he's been through a lot and those wounds just haven't properly healed yet…

jake isn't a good cook, so he can only really make rice and pasta, with some premade sauces. so most of the time, the two of you get take out for lunch and dinner!

you occasionally visit jake at work, bringing along some sandwiches or a bento box you made!

while at work, he always shows you around and he'll let you wear his cowboy hat, as he just loves how it looks on you!

[ladykailolu]

Bruh (not SFW)

When Gyro, Jake, and Godot cum in me, the ground shakes, the fabric of reality is torn apart, lightning flashes violently, thunder roars, drowning out their moans and grunts as they drain their balls in me. The lights flicker and go out entirely, and there's a sense of anticipation and dread in the air. The shockwaves and earthquake are felt throughout the city and beyond, the two realities of noids and doodles now as one.

[parkvcrs]

Boyfriend!Marshall Lee Headcanons

• Contrary to popular belief, Marshall Lee is actually a good boyfriend and treats you like a princess… but you have to squint a bit because he doesn’t directly tell you. He’ll act almost the same way he does with Fiona, but underneath that façade, he does care for you.

- (Which is very surprising to Fiona because of all the shenanigans she and Cake get into because of Marshall, but I digress).

• He is extremely flirty with you. He even likes to tease you a bit.

• He loves it whenever he gets the chance to sing to you or show one of his new songs to you. He won’t make it a bit deal and gather a crowd. He’ll keep it lowkey. Just between you two.

- If you can sing? Then by all means, PLEASE join in!

• Marshall definitely writes songs for you and about you. And if you’re comfortable, he’ll try bringing you along to every party he attends where you can watch him sing.

• Because he’s a vampire, he is more active during the night. So, expect him to try and bother you (with the best intentions) in the dead of the night.

• When you go out on dates, don’t you dare touch his french fries! You already saw how badly that went with his mom.

• He won’t admit that he loves physical touch and I feel like that’s his top love language. So, whenever you get the chance to hold him or cuddle him? He is as happy as he can be. :))

• He would try and play pranks on you.

- And fail because you know him like the back of your hand.

- The aftermath would be very awkward. Marshall would just be standing there like: 0-0;;.

• This man showers you in compliments whenever and wherever he can!

• He loves watching movies at his place with you in pajamas.

- Would love it if both of you even wore matching ones. It would be so cute! 😭

[peyton-warren]

Help a girl break her writer's block

I have been fighting bad writer's block for a while (years). And dealing with some mental health issues. So I am running away this weekend to a place with no cell service, just mountains and a river and a tent and my dog, with a brand new notebook and a pretty pen that writes beautifully.

Now here's where you come in....

I need prompts. I need new prompts. I wanna ignore my WIPs and dive into new stuff, drabbles, one shots, what have you to get my writer's block out of the way. I'm hoping by doing this it'll help me get back into the stories I know some of you are patiently waiting for me to finish (Blinded by the Fog, The Art of Resilience, Stick Handling ).

So send me your thoughts, thots and prompts for our favorite muses. You have til Thursday Night (Mountain Time Zone in North America) to make it into my new notebook.

Here's a list of characters I will write for/ want to write for.

Anders Lassen

Aril Levinson

Billy Butcher

Cavillrine 

Curtis Everett

Daryl Dixon

David “Deacon” Kay 

Dean Winchester

Eddie Munson

Evan Marshall

Franklin Clay

Geralt of Rivia

Gus March-Phillipps

Hannibal King 

Jake Jensen

James 'Logan" Howlett/ Wolverine

Lloyd Hansen

Ransom Drysdale

Raymond Smith

Sherlock Holmes (Cavill Version)

Syverson

Wade Wilson/ Deadpool

Walter Marshall

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[nightfang22]

On an Adventure Time binge right now and I’m in the middle of season 5 so my brain has re-realized my mega crush/hyperfixation on Marshall Lee and I’m curious.Is anyone else on that train?Like who else has a huge thing for the vampire king??

[eccentricallygothic]

send me prompts/requests <3

with the exception of scat and pedophilia, it can be pretty much anything <3

a brand new scenario, a continuation of one of my pieces, anything <3

feeling brave <3

[holylulusworld]

Traders of love (lust) masterlist

Summary: Our dear readers are in trouble. They sell the only thing they have left. Their body and dignity.

Pairing: Different (multi-fandom) characters x fem!Reader (different reader in every story)

Warnings: angst, kinda prostitution in some chapters, dub-con, extortion, voyeurism, roleplay, smut, virginity kink, pregnancy kink, daddy kink, sir kink, size kink, all the kinks, a/b/o kink, roleplay, loss of virginity, sex for money, blindfolding, a lil bit of feelings, pregnant reader, single mom reader, age gap, DBF trope

A/N: This is not a regularly updated series. It’s a collection of smutty one-shots, with a different character and a different reader in every story.

You can read only single chapters (except for the sequels) they are all connected/in the same universe but can be read as a standalone story. Some (side-)characters will reappear in different chapters.

A/N2: Please head the warnings for all chapters. Some kinks are not for everyone.

A/N3: We will see Lloyd and his reader throughout the whole series. They are the center of the story.

I’m your daddy now (1) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader)

I’m your daddy now (2) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader)

I’m your daddy now (3) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader)

Swaying (Mobster!Ari Levinson x Dance instructor!Reader)

Two for one (August Walker x Pregnant!Reader)

Swaying (2) (Mobster!Ari Levinson x Dance instructor!Reader)

Like a virgin (DBF!Bucky Barnes x Virgin!Reader)

Like a virgin (2) (DBF!Bucky Barnes x Virgin!Reader)

I’m your daddy now (4) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader)

Chocolate and roses (Mobster!Sam Wilson x Chocolatier!Reader)

Lawbreaker (Lee Bodecker x Sassy!Reader)

French Kiss (CEO!Nick Fowler x Interpreter!Reader)

Best trade ever (Boss!Steve Rogers x Assistant!Reader)

Wallflower (Rich(Mean)!Loki Laufeyson x Florist!Reader)

Lightning and Thunder (Rich!Thor Odinson x Librarian!Reader)

Every move you make (Jake Jensen x WebCamGirl!Reader)

I’m your daddy now (5) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader)

Damage done (Mobster!Dean Winchester x fem!Reader)

Follow the law (Andy Barber x Criminal!Reader)

I’m your daddy now (6) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader)

Under protection (Reacher x Witness!Reader)

Instinct (Walter Marshall x Prostitute!Reader)

Skyscraper (Sam Winchester x fem!Reader)

Make you sweat (Lance Tucker x Gymnast!Reader)

Undecided addition

Untitled so far (Tony Stark x ???!Reader)

[twohearts-hs]

Always & Forever Seven - Marshall Mathers x Reader Series

Words: 3.7k

Pairings: Marshall Mathers x Fem!Reader Series

Synopsis;: They loved each other with every fibre and being. They knew that they were meant to be together, but it seemed like every obstacle came in the way. She was twenty-one, he was forty and they knew that it would be hard. Therefore, they promised forever and always as they were meant to be together despite every turmoil that came their way.

Warnings: Swearing, Alcohol, Drugs, Abuse, Smut & Angst. More warnings will come throughout the series.

|| Masterlist for Series ||

Hope you enjoy :)

Marshall heard those words over the phone before the line ended. He could not get a single word out. He could not fight her on this, but she made it clear.

They could not be friends anymore.

A piece of him wanted to go to her house at that very moment, but it was two in the morning and secondly, his daughters were home. Someone needed to be home.

She came into his life just as fast as she left.

However, he needed to fight for her. He needed to talk to her. However, she never answered the door or her phone.

Then there was Paul who suggested that he did not get involved. For his reputation sake…as Jake had a bad one and he did not need that on his radar.

However, he mourned losing his friend. His doll.

-

September 2012

It was officially her final year. Y/N was graduating in the spring, and she could not wait. Elated did not even cover her feelings nor did thrill, excited or even happy. She felt successful. She felt accomplished.

She was the first one to go to university in her family. A family of trades and business owners, but none went to university.

Y/N made a name for herself.

However, a piece of her did mourn the relationship she lost with Marshall. She missed him…terribly but Jake…he was the love of her life.

She loved him so much.

That night happened once, and Jake promised never to do it again. What she later learnt was he was high. He did a line of cocaine…a few lines. Jake told her it was to get creativity for the album. However, all it did was break her heart.

-

October 2012

Jake’s album was released and it was a rave. It was the release party and just like how the album was dropped, so was their relationship to the public.

Everyone knew of Velvet Concord, they knew of Jake and of course, they knew of his girlfriend. Jake bought her this beautiful dress for the release party. It was long and tight, but silk and beautiful with straps and pushed up her breasts. Y/N felt beautiful in her heels and her hair half up.

However, as she made her rounds at the release party, she could not help but frown as she spotted Jake talking to a blonde with big breasts and an ass. She watched from the corner as she touched him, kissing his cheek before handing something to him. It was small baggie and Y/N instantly knew what it was.

She turned around and walked out to the balcony. Drugs. He was doing drugs again. The last time he did drugs he hit her…

How would she get out of this now?

It was a house of celebrities, champagne and coke…

Jake was doing coke.

She watched him from afar, lighting a cigarette and blowing the smoke away. He sat there with his buddies and that blonde, chatting and talking as they did a line and chugged the flute of champagne back.

This was new to her. She had never in her life seen this or believed she would be in this situation.

However, the way he did that line it was so natural to him. A second sense as if it was not his first rodeo. Jake did drugs…

Rock and roll life, she guessed.

However, as she stood in the corner with her dress and a jean jacket, she held her drink tighter bringing it to her lips. Watching and observing the show in front of him.

His brothers sat there too, and they joined.

Y/N graduated from champagne to whiskey the minute she knew he was going to do drugs. Her brows furrowed as she watched her boyfriend enjoy his high as he chatted with his friends and laughed. Y/N was in disbelief.

“You know they say,” a voice said from beside her, “when a woman drinks, she is either trying to get rid of her problems or trying to create them. But, when she drinks whiskey, she has stories.” Y/N listened, hearing the thick accent laced in the sultry voice.  

Slowly, Y/N turned to see who this stranger was beside her.

Blonde was the first thing she noticed. Tall, thin, dark eyeliner and a pearl-like smile. She was beautiful. With blue ocean eyes that were filled with wonder and adventure. They welcomed her with just a glance. Her voice was calm like a hello sent from heaven to soothe one’s anger in that moment.

Y/N never had seen this stranger before but she was breathless…and Y/N was speechless. She wore a black suit, but no top so her breasts hung free and was simply covered by the blazer. She had a flute of champagne in her hand.

“Florence,” she said, “but call me Flo.”

“Y/N,” she said. Flo was tall nearing five foot ten.

“Are you a rockstar, Y/N?”

She shook her head.

“Shame, you could be one. You are here so what are you?” Flo asked, grinning.

However, her identity changed in that moment. “I am an artist,” is all she said in response.

“Then you are a rockstar in your own creative terms.”

Flo was a fresh breath of air and when Y/N looked at her, the world stopped for a moment, and she felt peace.

Florence…Florence who? She had an accent…Dutch…German? It was a Germanic language of some sort.

“Are you?” Y/N replied.

“Am I a rockstar?” she smirked. “I am a bassist and you are an artist. So tell me, Y/N, who is your muse?”

Y/N looked at Jake in the living room, still smiling and laughing. Who was her muse? Never had she drawn Jake. She never did. She only drew the same face and body since she met him…

“His name is Marshall,” she whispered.

She smiled and then chuckled, lighting her own smoke. “Marshall is your muse, but you’re with the guitarist,” she slyly said.

“How did you know?”

“The look of betrayal on your face when he was doing the line. You know it is not the first time Jake has done it,” she hummed.

She knew him…She knew his name.

Y/N’s brows furrowed trying to figure out how she may know Jake.

“His band opened for my band on our last tour,” Flo said. “We partied a lot. Jake partied a lot. Fucked a lot of girls too,” she told her. Flo’s tone was harsh, with no sugar coating. “Y/N, he won’t stop. It’s the life of the road. The lifestyle. Rock and roll, baby.”

“He is with me though,” Y/N whispered.

“He may be your boyfriend, but he’s still a rockstar with a coke addiction.”

“He is not addicted-“

“He is good at hiding.”

Betrayal was all she felt as she looked at the beauty next to her. A lot has happened in this relationship; however, she learnt the truth. He was an addict. Y/N took a deep breath and then looked at the woman beside her.

“It isn’t just coke, is it?” Y/N whispered.

“We live a life we are not proud about,” she mused.

Y/N glanced at them again, through the glass to see her boyfriend with his bandmates and the women around them, leaning down and touching them. He had a broad smile across his face, chuckling and throwing his drink back.

Maybe Florence was right…rock and roll does change people and somewhere between the then and now, her man was changing into someone she did not recognise.

The emotions hit her faster than she thought, analysing the man she loved in the distance. Y/N felt Flo’s fingers graze her shoulder as she brushed her hair away.

Suddenly, the pity turned into anger.

Anger…consumed her like a wave taking the shore, stripping the beach to become wet and mucky… The problem with anger is that it gets a hold on you. It did not matter that she had a few drinks, but she was not herself now. Jake was different. Jake hurt her. Was it purposeful? She did not know, but Jake was not the Jake she fell for.

He was Jake Keough, the lead guitarist of this generation’s up-and-coming rock band. Worldwide known, rich with connections across the globe. Riffs so unique, he was creating modern age music…a new sound.

Anger becomes her boss, she got the unintended consequences. Y/N turned to the blonde woman and smiled.

“Thank you.”

Y/N pulled her phone out and opened the contact of the person she needed the most right now. His name was on the screen, and she pressed the button.

Unblock…call…

She placed the phone next to her ear as she turned to look out the balcony.

“Y/N?” his voice came through. It was rushed and haste, trying to see if she was there.

“I fucked up, Marshall,” she stated, “like really badly.”

“Where are you?”

Y/N told him the address.

“Be there soon.”

Then the line went. She turned to the blonde who smiled.

“Who do you love more? Marshall or Jake? Because of the way you said his name, sweetie it was dripping with honey.”

Who did she love? Y/N was a damn basket case at this moment, but she needed to get out of Jake’s life. She was just stuck. It clicked…

She was in a toxic relationship.

-

Marshall had not heard from Y/N for a few weeks. It was nearly eleven at night when his phone lit up with her name.

She was calling him…His sweet doll was calling him which meant she was in trouble.

He pulled up the address and instantly saw the paparazzi and the cameras. His heart sunk slightly but he needed to go to her. He needed to save her. He needed his girl. Marshall threw his hood over his head as he got out of the car, hand in front of his face he pushed through the cameras to the party.

Y/N spotted him as soon as he entered. His eyes scanned the crowd till he found her and she instantly rushed to him.

“We need to go now,” she said to him once he was within arm’s reached, “before he notices I am gone.”

Marshall quickly wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her through the crowd and back into the streets. Y/N ducked her head as cameras began to flash. Marshall’s arm wrapped tighter around her, pulling her closer and trying to block her face as they got into the car.

Once the door slammed, he looked at her and she looked at him too and instantly they hugged.

“I missed you,” he whispered in her ear before pulling away.

“Don’t take me home, please,” she whispered, “he will come find me.”

Y/N needed him, and nothing will stop him because…

He loved her and she loved him without even realising it.

Marshall pulled out into the traffic as he drove back to his place. His hand found her thigh, but Y/N quickly pulled away. She stayed quiet as they drove.

“Are you going to explain the phone call?”

“We could not be friends because of Jake,” she whispered ashamed.

“He is controlling you now. Distancing you from your friends. I am not fucking psychologist but that is a symptom of an abusive relationship.”

Y/N took a deep breath. “I know.”

He glanced over to see her head against the window.

“I am sorry,” she whispered, “for the phone call. I miss you too.”

He smiled. “What is he doing to you?” he whispered. “Is he…hurting you? Because if he, I will fucking kill him,” he barked. “If he laid a hand on you…”

What does she tell him? The truth perhaps but she could not. She had to figure this out for herself.

“No,” she said, “he is just controlling.”

He nodded but sighed. “Please do not do that again. Please do not call or…” he sighed, “You’re my best friend,” he whispered, “do not let any dick get between us, please.”

She nodded looking over to him and seeing him clench the steering wheel.

“You’re my world, Y/N.”

“Likewise, my muse,” she whispered.

-

Marshall pulled up to his house, parked the car and opening the door for her. Y/N looked at her phone seeing several missed messages from Jake.

11:03 p.m.

From Jake: Where are you? Did you leave?

11:04 p.m.

From Jake: According to Flo, she said you left with your ‘muse’? Who the fuck is she talking about?

11:07 p.m.

From Jake: Thought that fucking Marshall and you were done and you left to go fuck him, huh. You just crawl into his arms when things get bad? I fucking knew you were fucking him. You fucking whore.

11:10 p.m.

From Jake: Don’t bother coming home. Ever again.

Y/N pocketed the phone, reaching out to grab Marshall’s hand. He pulled her close, as he opened the door. Then he dropped her hand.

Marshall toed his shoes off before walking to the kitchen and grabbing a bottle of water. Y/N stood in the corridor.

“Can I borrow your shower?” she asked.

“Yeah, you know where it is.”

Y/N walked up the stairs and made her way to Marshall’s bedroom. She walked into his room and smiled, breathing in his cologne before walking to the bathroom. She slowly undressed and got into the shower.

Y/N was in there for a while and Marshall began to get worried. He walked up the stairs and went to his closet to grab a pair of boxers and a tee for her to change in. However, the door was open, and Y/N was there…naked.

He watched her as she showered. Her back faced him, and he swallowed. Her ass…round and perfect but when she turned, his heart dropped.

Bruises. Her body was covered in bruises.

Marshall did not control his movements next. In his hands were the spare clothing, but he pushed off his foot and went directly to the shower. He was hot on his trail and stood in front of her.

Y/N jumped seeing a clothed Marshall in front of her.

However, even with her naked in front of her, he shook his head slowly.

“You lied to me,” he whispered as if his heart was breaking.

“Marshall, I am naked,” she whispered.

“You lied to me and that hurts,” he said louder.

“Marshall. I am in the shower.”

“He hurts you, doesn’t he?” he stated. “Y/N…does he fucking hit you?” he said with sharpness.

Y/N turned so her back was facing him. Biting her lip, she took a deep breath and then whispered, “Only when he is high.”

Marshall turned the shower off and wrapped a towel around her. Instantly, she fell into his arms as he held her close. His arms wrapped around her as he brought her out of the shower. Y/N turned around to face him.

“Why did you not tell me?”

“Because I thought every time was the last time.”

His arms held her close, as his eyes looked down. His hand came to cup her cheek and she smiled. It was a moment as she looked into those beautiful baby blue eyes and Marshall broke.

Her face and body, and voice and touch…the way her smile moves so slowly across her face like moonrise, how clearly he missed her and how clearly overjoyed he is to have her back. Y/N buried her face into his neck as he held her. All that she could think was that she needed him. She needed his arms around her, needed him to hold her.

But as they held another, Marshall kissed her with all the power he could muster, making up for all the weeks, moons, days, minutes and seconds their chapped lips had not been touching. And finally, finally, it felt like the world was no longer burning around him.

Y/N kissed him back holding his cheeks as their lips moved such passion. Y/N’s back hit the sink as his hands held her waist and cheek letting their kiss explore more. They kissed as no words explained how they felt. This is what they know.

Y/N pulled away and their foreheads rested against each other. For the first time, she felt complete. With him, she was at ease; her skin felt as though it was the right size. It seemed so natural, to talk to him about odd things. She had never done that before. The trust so sudden yet so complete and the intimacy frightened her…

Y/N pulled away and dropped the towel.

“Stop,” she said, and his brows furrowed. “Stop thinking about your worries. Just this once. Do not care about anything else but how you feel for me.”

“How I feel for you?” he whispered looking down to see her naked body. He swallowed and took a step forward.

“When we met,” she whispered, “three times. The chances. We are meant to be in each other’s lives…”

“What are you saying, Y/N?” he asked but her hands came to cup his cheek.

“You know what I am exactly saying.”

“Then say it.”

“Don’t make me,” she whispered.

He pressed a kiss to her lips and Y/N closed her eyes. “Marshall Mathers, I want you. Always you.”

And that was her way of saying it. She did not need to say the words as they were scary however, his kiss was powerful. However, she melted in his touch. Their kiss grew hungry as she walked forward, pushing him to the bedroom. Marshall removed his shirt throwing it behind them as his thighs hit the mattress.

Y/N’s hands trembled as she undid the belt, pushing his pants down and boxers. Marshall kicked them off as their skin hit one another…touching like fireworks going off.

She moaned from the heat that radiated off him, brushing her cool skin as their lips continued to move in sync. Marshall turned, pushing her against the bed. However, as he pulled away and leaned over her, he glanced down.

“You,” he said, “and me. Always.”

“We are an always type of thing,” she agreed, “always. You and me.”

It was their way of saying; I love you without the commitment. They feared love but they needed love and as they kissed, they knew the truth.

His hands moved from her waist to her breast, kneading it as her lips went to his jaw.

“Y/N,” he moaned, “Doll face.”

Y/N kissed his jugular as her hands ran down his chest, feeling his thick muscles and abs. She pulled away and looked back in his eyes.

Her fingers grazed the side of his jaw before touching his lips.

“You are never going back,” he whispered. “You’re mine. Forever.”

All she did was whisper, “Please.”

It was all he needed to press kisses down her chest, over her nipple before sucking it and letting it go away. His arms pushed her legs apart. Marshall settled between them, but his finger danced with such scandal down her abdomen. His lips pressed a kiss to her naval.

“You’re beautiful. You’re delicious,” he purred before pressing a kiss where she wanted it the most…right in the sweet spot. Instantly, her back curled as a loud demanding moan came from her.

Marshall smirked as he did it again with a little more force before pulling away. His fingers replaced its spot on the clitoris, pressing before moving in circles.

“Pretty girl. All mine. Forever,” he cooed. “My girl.”

“Yours.”

He went down, curling his fingers and pushing them inside of her as his lips pressed against her heat. Y/N’s hand went to his hair, running through it before moaning. He was magic as his tongue danced in places, she only dreamed of him touching. It was pleasure, it was lust, it was heaven and boy, she was ready to get on her knees to pray.

His tongue worked wonders and as he went on, she felt the knot. She felt the wave of pleasure and suddenly she was screaming his name.

Marshall placed a hand over her mouth, shushing her before kissing them closed.

“Wake up the whole neighbourhood, huh?” he mocked.

He was hard. She felt it. He felt it. However, as she rode her orgasm…he was not prepared.

“I want you,” he said.

“I want you inside me,” she whispered.

“I don’t have a condom.”

“I am clean and on birth control.”

He nodded and looked down to her body and seeing the bruises. It was like seeing them all over again.

“Did he hurt you? By touching you?”

She shook her head. “They are old.”

“How old?”

“Two weeks maybe.”

He shook his head. “I will fucking kill him. I will fucking end his life the next time I see him. I want his corpse on a fucking stick in my yard.”

“Shh,” she whispered, “love on me. Murder later.”

His lips were back on yours as she moved her legs to wrap around him. Marshall entered her slowly, feeling him stretch her walls and fill her in ways she only dreamed. It was so different than anything she felt before. It was simply magical. Her eyes rolled back as he began to pump in and out of her.

His lips attached to the side of her head as his lips whispered sweet nothings. Bliss, pure bliss and she had no words just sounds of rapture. Her fingers grasped his back, nails digging as she scratched and ran her hands through his hair.

“So good,” he whispered, “perfect.”

Y/N rolled their bodies, moving to straddle him as she sunk on him. Marshall pushed up so their chest was flushed. His hands ran through her hair as their lips barely touched. Moans came from them as they shared the same breath of air.

It was not fucking. Far from it. It was love. It was magical. It was perfection.

They needed one another like oxygen. Like drugs…intoxicated and need a fix. As she rolled her hips and he hit the right places, they moaned. His hands ran up and down her back before cupping her waist.

Then he pushed her to the side and began thrusting from behind. She was on her side as his hand cupped her cheek, finger on her chin and tilting her head to him. Lips against one another as they came together.

They moaned one another’s name as their highs came. Pulsing, shockwaves, vibrating feelings of pure pleasure.

Eyes closed and feelings absorbing. They fell on the bed.

They were lying on their backs as he looked at one another.

Then he said something dangerous, “I think I love you.”

And her heart melted. “I love you too, Marshall Mathers.”

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Don't Hang'em Til Noon: Chapter Ten

Don't Hang'em Til Noon: Chapter Ten

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Reader

Summary: Jake "Hangman" Seresin is a notorious leader within the Dagger Gang of the old western territories of the United States. You, a recently orphaned socialite from the eastern seaboard, find yourself swept off to live with your older brother who has set down roots in said western territory. Determined to to make the best of your situation, what will you do when said outlaw sets his sights on you?

Warnings: Language, Angst, Talk of execution, Scout has a plan

Word Count: 3.4k

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Whispers echoed the streets as you made your way back towards the saloon, and you could feel the stares from the last remaining spectators from the crowd earlier. Your eyes scanned the different faces, desperate to find someone you knew. Someone who could help. You spotted Birdie leading Bunny back into the saloon, a look of concern on the teacher’s face as she placed a steadying hand on the back of the saloon girl.

You made a beeline towards the saloon, almost running into a couple of people in the process, but you didn’t care. The only thing that mattered in that moment was freeing Jake, and if you couldn’t find the Daggers, then Bunny and Birdie would surely have an idea. Pushing through the saloon doors, your eyes immediately landed on the bar where the two girls sat, Birdie stroking a hand up and down Bunny’s back in a soothing gesture. You marched to where they stood, and Birdie looked over at you when you were just a few feet away.

“Scout,” she breathed, tears kissing her lash line as she stared at you. “Oh, honey. I’m so sorry.”

“Where are they?” You asked her, mouth pressed into a firm line to keep from falling apart completely. It wouldn’t serve you to sit around and mope about the situation. You had to take action, and you knew that the boys were already working on a plan to free Jake. “What happened?”

Birdie looked at you hesitantly, hand still on Bunny’s back. “I don’t know. They took off in the middle of everything. I think Jake used himself as a diversion or something, I’m not sure. Those men came in here and started saying such awful things to Bunny, and then Bob overheard, and, and everything just happened so fast, Scout. It was chaos.”

You nodded, letting out a frustrated breath.

“It’s my fault,” Bunny whispered, picking up her head from where she hung it over her arms. She looked at you with lost, far away eyes, and the sight sent a stab through your heart. “I’m sorry, Scout. This is all my fault.”

“Bunny, no,” Birdie chided, but the other girl shook her head.

“No,” she hiccuped. “I should have never come here. If I hadn’t left New Orleans, none of this would be happening.”

“It’s not your fault,” you muttered. “None of this is your fault. This was a setup from the start, and it was all due to that bastard Isaac.”

“Isaac?” Birdie asked you, eyes still weary. “Who is that?”

“He’s a real sonofabitch,” Bunny murmured, gaze still focused on you. “He comes in here from time to time. He’s got a really bad energy about him.”

“He set this whole thing up,” you scowled. “The remarks, the fight, the arrest. It was all his doing. I’m sure of it.”

“Surely you can tell Sherrif Kazansky about it,” Birdie smiled, hope beginning to shine in her eyes. “You can tell him, and he’ll have to let Jake go!”

“It’s not that simple, Birdie,” you sighed, causing the other girl’s smile to fall. “Marshal Simpson has been itching to get his hands on the Daggers since he got here. It’s the whole reason he came to Maverick in the first place, actually. He’s not going to let Jake go unless I give him a good reason. No, I need to find the other boys and figure out what their plan is to get him out. I can help with that.”

“They’ll probably be lying low until tonight,” Bunny murmured, looking up to lock eyes with you, face set in her usual stoicism. “You’re best bet is to go by Maverick and Penny’s after sunset. They’ll be there.”

You nodded at her, turning to walk away when Birdie caught your arm, forcing you to look back.

“What are you going to do in the meantime, Scout?” She asked, a worried frown on her lips.

“I’m going to go see my brother.”

“Surely there must be something you can do, Benji,” you pleaded, pacing around your brother’s office. He eyed you from where he sat, leaned back in his chair as he regarded you. He watched you pace across the carpet, and you were sure you looked a sight at this point. The ends of your skirts were muddy from running around earlier that morning, and you knew your hair had come out of your neatly tied bun, as you could feel the loose strands kissing your neck.

“Scout,” Benjamin sighed. “Take a seat.”

You shook your head vigorously, casting him a look of displeasure. “There’s no time to sit, Benji. Time is something we don’t have, and I’m wasting it just standing around waiting!”

“Scout-”

“Who knows how long they’ll keep him alive for? You have to represent him in his trial. I’m not asking, Benji. I’m begging you, please do-”

“Scout,” he snapped, leaning forward and pressing the heel of his hands into his eyes. Benji always did that when he was preparing to deliver bad news, and you stopped your pacing, heart dropping. He looked back up at you, and you pursed your lips. His eyes were sad, like he knew his next words might break you. “Jake isn’t getting a trial.”

“What do you mean?” You demanded, facing him fully now. Your brow was pinched, mind refusing to make sense of what he was telling you.

“Just that,” he sighed. “Jake isn’t getting a trial. There will be no jury. There will be no judge. His death warrant has already been signed.”

You shook your head, fighting back tears as rage overtook you.

“They can’t do that,” you reasoned, moving forward, placing your hands on his desk as you leaned into him. “There has to be a trial.”

“There won’t be,” Benjamin frowned. “Marshal Simpson was sent here to get rid of the Daggers. Even if there was a trial, it would be a show one at best. Unless someone has a plan to break him out, then Jake stays in jail. There’s nothing else I can do.”

“I thought law and order meant something in this world,” you muttered, feeling the tears sting your eyes once again as you stood up and turned.

“It does, Scout,” Benjamin said gently. “But law and order mean different things to different agendas.”

You glanced back at him, and you once again noted the sadness that his eyes held.

“Go home, Scout,” he sighed. “Get some rest. You’ll need it.”

The sun had just slipped below the horizon when you stepped out from your hiding spot behind Hondo’s store. Most of the people were milling about in front of the saloon or the brothel, but a few drunken stragglers stumbled down the street, laughing and cheering as they made their way. You stuck to the shadows, taking care not to be seen by anyone as your eyes stayed glued to the door of the jail. It was only a few moments before you saw Beau Simpson step foot out the door, shrugging his jacket on as he made his way down to the saloon. His lips were pursed into a frown as he sauntered over towards the saloon. You waited with bated breath as he slipped past some of the drunken patrons, only letting it loose when he stepped through the swinging doors.

You kept your head down as you hurried down the street, doing your best to hide your face in the shadows. Light streamed out from the windows of the jail, illuminating your face as you stepped up to the door. The door creaked on its hinges as you pushed it open, Sheriff Kazansky looking over at you from where he sat in one of the chairs, feet propped up on the desk in front of him. He raised an eyebrow at you, looking you over. There was a hint of wonder and mischief in his eyes, a slow smirk coming to rest on his face.

“You shouldn’t be here, darlin’,” he drawled, placing his feet on the floor. “This ain’t no place for a lady such as yourself.”

“Where is he?” You asked him, stepping into the room and quickly closing the door behind you.

“Scout?”

You peered behind the sherif and into the shadows at the familiar voice. You saw a figure shift in one of the cells, and you began to rush towards it. Tom stopped you, standing quickly to block your path and placing his hands on your shoulders. You looked at him, brow furrowed, but all you saw was worry and curiosity swirling in his eyes.

“Are you sure you’re ready to see him like this?” He asked you quietly, lips pressing into a thin line as he continued to study you. You squared your shoulders back, lifting your chin defiantly.

“Please,” you murmured, feeling your bottom lip tremble slightly as you pleaded with the older man. “Please let me see him.”

Tom stared at you for a moment longer before glancing at the door.

“You have five minutes, Scout.”

You smiled at him gratefully, turning and making your way back towards the shadows that housed the cells.

Jake was on the floor, leaned up against the far wall facing the bars of the cell. His clothes were ruffled and his hair was mussed, lips pulled into a thin line and eyes were contemplative. When he saw you, he scrambled to his feet, the chains surrounding his wrists and ankles jingling with every movement.

You felt the tears come back with a vengeance as the dam you had built to keep from breaking down all day began to overflow. A sob racked through you, the tears now flowing freely as you all but threw yourself against the cold metal bars. Jake caught you as best he could, the two of you slowly easing down onto your knees. You cried into his arms, feeling your copious amounts of tears staining his shirt as he stroked your hair.

“Please don’t cry, Scout,” he soothed, pressing firm kisses to the top of your head. “Everything is okay.”

“It’s not okay,” you sobbed. “It’s not, so don’t tell me that it is.”

“These things happen, honey girl,” he sighed, holding you tighter, seemingly afraid to let you go. You reveled in how his strong arms felt around you, making you feel like your whole world wasn’t ending in that moment. “You wanna tell me what you’re doing here?”

You pulled back to look at him, tears still running down your face, but having slowed to a trickle at this point. “It was Isaac, Jake. It was all a setup. I saw him in the crowd this morning. He planned the whole thing.”

“I know.”

You balked, brow furrowing as you looked at him.

“What do you mean?” You asked, voice barely above a whisper. Jake sighed again, resting his forehead against one of the bars.

“I saw him too.”

“We have to do something, Jake! We have to tell them that this was-” You cried, turning to move away, but Jake grabbed your hand to stop you. You turned back to him, noticing for the first time that his eyes were shining with tears of his own. Your heart dropped at the sight, and you allowed him to pull you back down, his hands cradling your face as he looked at you.

“There’s no time, pretty girl,” he murmured. “There’s just no time left.”

“Don’t say that,” you whispered, tears starting anew.

“Scout, these past few months have been the happiest of my life. I never thought I’d meet a spitfire like you, let alone get someone like you to love me. I have loved every minute spent with you. I love the way you scrunch your nose when you’re mad. I love when you yell at me when I’m being an idiot. I love when you smile at me when you think I’m not lookin’. I love how you feel in my arms and how completely happy you make me feel.”

“Why does this sound like you’re saying goodbye?” You asked him, a sob shaking your entire body. “You’re not dying on me. If you die, I die, you understand me?”

Jake smiled at you sadly, moving his hands down to dig through his pocket. He raised his shackled hands back up, this time holding onto a golden chain. A small, round pendant hung at the bottom, golden bands intricately woven with small diamond embedded into it.

“I know that it’s not the emerald,” he started, “but it’s all I could afford with the money I had leftover from working at the ranch.”

You stared at the necklace, a thousand different thoughts running through your head. It was the most beautiful piece of jewelry you had ever seen, made even more so by the honest man who offered it to you. More tears streamed down your cheeks, and you shook your head.

“I don’t want it,” you murmured.

Jakes face dropped, eyes questioning as he looked at you.

“Jake Seresin,” you said firmly, fixing him with your best scowl. “You promised to make an honest woman out of me, and I’ll be damned if I let you worm your way out of keeping that promise, do you hear me?”

Jake let out a startled chuckle, dropping his head to rest on his forearms before looking back up at you with a bemused expression.

“Honey girl, what on earth am I supposed to do with this necklace now?”

“You can give it to me when you get out of here,” you sniffed, eyes tracing over the lines on his face. “You can give it to me, and then you and I are going to grow old together.”

Jake said nothing, all humor leaving his face as he watched you. Before either of you could say anything more, Tom cleared his throat from where he hovered in the doorway, and you glanced back at him.

“Your time is up, Scout,” he said quietly, gently. “The marshal will be back any moment.”

You nodded, looking back at Jake, cupping his cheek and leaning in to press a desperate kiss to his lips. He kissed you back with urgency, reluctantly pulling away, and helping you stand through the bars. You watched as a tear slipped down his cheek, and you reached up to brush it away. He caught your hand, holding it to his face before turning and placing a firm kiss to your palm.

“I’ll see you on the other side, honey girl,” he rasped, letting go of you and stepping back. You didn’t move, and it took Sheriff Kazansky gently grabbing your elbow and pulling you into the other room for you to leave. You scrubbed at your eyes furiously, jumping when the door opened, revealing U.S. Marshal Simpson.

He blinked at you in surprise before his eyes darted over to where Tom was once again sitting at his desk, looking like he had never moved in the first place. Beau shrugged his jacket off and hung his hat on the hook by the door, eyeing you wearily.

“Miss,” he greeted with a nod. “What brings you by?”

Your mind scrambled, trying to find any excuse.

“Poor thing had her purse stolen,” Tom spoke up, shaking his head in disappointment. “Must have happened sometime this morning during all the excitement. It’s a damn shame when a young woman can’t even walk the streets in broad daylight without someone stealin’ from her, wouldn’t you agree?”

Beau hummed, moving to sit in the seat opposite Tom. You grimaced, nodding in agreement.

“Yes,” you sighed, “It had something very valuable to me.”

“Well, we’ll keep an eye out for it,” Tom smiled, nodding towards the door. “Are you gonna be okay by yourself out there?”

“Oh yes,” you nodded, turning to leave. You had to get to the Daggers, and they would surely be at Maverick and Penny’s home by now. “I’ll be just fine. I really appreciate all of your he-”

You stopped as your eyes caught sight of one of the many missing posters hanging on the wall. A familiar face stared back at you, black eyes just as cold and lifeless as they were in person. Isaac.

“Are you alright there, Scout?” Beau asked you, moving like he was going to get up. You glanced back and put on your best smile.

“Yes! Sorry, I just remembered a place I forgot to check for my purse. I’ll have to go there and let you know if I find it.”

As you moved for the door, you heard their last exchange.

“When do you want to do this, Beau?”

“Don’t hang’em til noon, Tom. That gives us time to get everything sorted out.”

Your breath caught in your throat. That wasn’t a lot of time for you to get everything sorted. You gathered your skirts and broke out into a run once you hit the street.

Maverick and Penny’s home was lit up, casting a faint glow out onto the dirt road as you walked up. You could hear muffled chatter coming from inside, and it cut off when you knocked on the door. A moment passed before Penny hesitantly cracked it open, sighing in relief when she saw it was you. She opened the door all the way and quickly gestured you to walk in.

“It’s alright,” she called out ahead of you. “It’s just Scout.”

The two of you entered the parlor where the rest of the Daggers, plus Birdie, Bunny, Natasha, and Maverick all sat scattered around. Birdie rushed to you, enveloping you into a tight hug. You reciprocated, glancing over her shoulder to see Natasha finishing up some of Reuben’s stitches above his eyebrow.

“I really wish you had come found me earlier,” you heard her mutter to him. “This is going to leave a nasty scar now.”

“Well, when the best doctor in town works in the middle of everything, it’s hard to sneak in and out,” he countered with a grimace as she cut the thread.

Maverick looked at you, face melancholic as his eyes met yours. “What brings you by Scout?”

You shifted your attention from him to Bradley, who was leaning against one of the end tables at the far side of the room.

“What’s the plan, Bradshaw?” You asked him, stepping forward. He glanced up at you, brown eyes unreadable as he pressed his lips into a thin line.

“What plan?”

“The plan to get Jake out of trouble,” you pressed, fists clenching at your sides. Bradley lifted his head, a look of indifference passing over his face as he looked away. You felt your jaw tick as you watched him.

“Oh, that,” he drawled, eyes still avoiding yours. He shrugged. “There is none.”

“I beg your pardon?” You bit out, rage overtaking you, and you felt Penny place a soothing hand on your back. “What do you mean you don’t have a plan?”

“I mean just what I said,” he snapped at you, eyes now focused on you with a mix of anger and guilt. “You think I have any favors to call in? Shit, Scout. Even Mav and Ice don’t have anymore favors to use on us. There’s no plan because there’s nothing to be done.”

“You owe him,” you ground out, words dissolving into a sob as you felt the tears race down your face once again. “You have to help him, please.”

“I don’t have any chips left to play, sweetheart,” he growled in frustration, running a hand through his hair. “Jake hangs tomorrow, and there’s nothing any of us can do about it. I hope your time with him was good while it lasted because-”

A smack resounded in the room, followed by deafening silence save for your labored breathing as you fought to control your breathing. Your hand stung from where it had connected with Bradley’s cheek, and you could see his eyes had widened in shock. His head had snapped to the side from the force of your slap, and he slowly turned to look at you, and you could see unshed tears shining brightly in the low light of the room.

“He is not going to die,” you sobbed. Your breaths came out in hard pants as you stumbled forward, clinging on to Bradley’s shirt as you gazed up at him. “He can’t die. You have to help him, please.”

You felt a gentle touch slowly pull you away from the brunette, and you collapsed onto your knees before him, hands grabbing on to any part of him you could reach as you well and truly broke down.

“Please,” you begged once more to no one in particular. “Please, someone help him.”

[ladykailolu]

Some spice 🌶 with Jake Marshall 😏 (not SFW)

My wrists were bound together and tied to the headboard with leather. Jake hungrily looked over my naked body, his hands sliding from my neck, over my breasts, following the curvature of my torso, and rested on my thighs. With his thumbs, he rubbed little circles on my inner thighs, steadily working his way up to my moist pussy. But he never went there. Instead, he teased me, kissing my pelvis below my naval and moving towards the clit and never touching it. Goddamn, his hands were so soft! And his stubble tickled when it brushed against my soft skin. When he was ready, he spread my legs apart, kissing the calf muscle of one of them while his hands unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. He pressed his bulge against my pussy folds, slow, steady, letting me feel how excited I made him. And after he pulled down his underwear, he slid into me, going all the way down until his pelvis was flush against me. He thrusted, faster and faster, his hands squeezing my breasts as the bed jiggled and bounced underneath him. He lifted my pelvis up and let me rock back and forth in his lap, and when that couldn't satiate his lust, he picked up his thrusting and spilled his seed deep within me.

Afterwards, he cuddled me, resting his head on my breast and lazily stroking small circles on my inner thigh. He kissed me, told me how much of a good "bambina" I was being for him, and as he fondled my breast, thumb pushing around the nipple, he became hard again. Soon, he mounted me for round two, but this time, he undid my bonds and lifted me up to rode his lap.

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Now that that's out of the way, here's the list of fandoms and characters i'm familiar with and will happily take requests on!

Adventure Time/Fiona & Cake: PB, Marceline, Marshall Lee, Winter King, Candy Queen, Simon, Ice King, Fiona.

Attack On Titan: Armin, Eren, Mikasa, Sasha, Levi, Hanji, Annie, Historia, Reiner, Erwin, Ymir. 

Avatar: Jake, Neytiri.

Batman Begins Trilogy: Batman, Catwoman, Bane, Joker, Scarecrow.

Beauty & The Beast: Belle, Beast/Adam, Gaston.

Bee & Puppycat: Bee, Deckard, Cass, Toast.

BigBang Theory: Raj, Leonard, Penny, Amy.

Black Dynamite: Honeybee, Black Dynamite.

BNA: Michiru, Shirou.

Bob’s Burgers: Bob, Linda.

Breaking Bad: Jesse, Skylar.

Call of Duty: Konig, Ghost, Mace, Keegan, Krueger, Valeria, Farah.

Creepypasta: Jeff, Jane, Ben, Toby, EJ, LJ, Slenderman, Splendorman, Clockwork, Kate, Masky, Hoodie,

Desperate Housewives: Bree, Gabi, Edie, Lynette, Carlos, John.

Dirty Dancing: Johnny, Baby.

Earth Girls Are Easy: Mac, Zeebo, Wiploc, Valerie.

Elemental: Wade, Ember.

Encanto: Isabela, Bruno, Dolores, Julieta.

FNAF Movie: Vanessa, Mike, William/Steve.

Frozen: Elsa, Anna, Kristoff.

Futurama: Leela, Fry, Amy, Bender.

Good Pizza, Great Pizza: Alicante, Octavia, Dr. Keh, Nasir, Flash, Cicero, Kimmy Slice, Dr. Price.

Grandma's Boy: J.P, Samantha.

Gravity Falls: Ford, Stan, Soos, Melody, Giffany, Bill.

Jane The Virgin: Jane, Michael, Petra, Luisa, Rose, Rogelio, Xiomara.

Jurassic Park (1993): Ian Malcolm, Ellie Sattler.

Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo, Choso, Nanami, Sukuna, Toji, Shoko, Geto, Yaga Masamichi, Utahime, Uraume.

King of the Hill: Hank, Peggy, Luane, Nancy, Dale, Khan, Min, John Redcorn.

Lisa Frankenstein: Lisa, Creature, Taffy.

Little Mermaid (2022): Ariel, Eric.

MHA: Dabi, Hawks, Aizawa, Shigaraki.

Miller's Girl: Cairo, Johnathon.

Moon Knight: Moon System, Layla, Khonshu.

Mulan: Mulan, Li Shang.

National Treasure: Benjamin, Riley.

Nintendo: Link, Zelda, Peach, Daisy, Rosalina, Luigi, Bowser, Waluigi.

Norbit: Rasputia, Norbit.

Princess & The Frog: Tiana, Lottie, Naveen, Shadow Man.

Ratatouille: Colette, Linguini. 

Regular Show: Mordecai, Margret, Eileen, CJ, Benson.

Resident Evil: Karl Heisenberg, Carlos Oiliveria, Lady Dimitrescu.

Rick and Morty: Rick, Jerry, Beth, Doofus Rick.

Riverdale: FP Jones, Hiram.

Scott Pilgrim vs. The World: Kim, Ramona, Gideon, Wallace.

Scream 5: Amber, Tara, Sam.

Serial Mom: Chip, Beverly.

Silverado: Slick, Rae, Mal, Paden.

Shallow Hal: Rosemary, Hal.

Shameless: Lip, Fiona, Kev, V.

SheRa (2018): All Adults.

Sherlock (2010): Sherlock, John Watson.

Slashers & DBD: Brahms, Ghostface, Michael Myers, Jason Vorhees, Pyramid Head, The Spirit, Huntress, Trapper, Wraith, Trickster, Pearl, Jennifer Check, Stu Matcher, Billy Loomis, Tiffany Valentine, Patrick Bateman, Thomas Hewitt, Vincent Sinclair, Eric Draven, The Artist, Amanda Young.

Spiderverse: Miguel, Jessica Drew.

Spongebob: Dennis, Man Ray.

Squid Games: Gi-Hun, Sae-Byeok, Ali, Sang Woo.

Steven Universe: Garnet, Amethyst, Peridot, Lapis, Jasper, Blue Diamond, Rose, Greg.

Stardew Valley: All Adult Humans (Except George & Evelyn)

Stranger Things: Robin, Billy Eddie, Chrissy, Hopper.

Supernatural: Sam, Dean, Castiel.

Super Store: Amy, Jonah, Dina, Garrett, Cheyenne.

Tangled: Flynn, Rapunzel, Mother Gothell.

The Batman (2022): Batman, Riddler.

The Breakfast Club: John Bender, Allison Reynolds.

The Nanny: C.C, Fran, Maxwell.

Total Drama Island: S1 Contestants, Chris, Chef, Blainley.

Triple Frontier: Frankie, Santiago.

Turning Red: Ming Lee, Jin Lee.

Twilight: Edward, Carlisle, Alice, Charlie.

YOU: Beck, Joe, Peach, Love.

Young Sheldon: Mary, Connie.

~

Abel Morales (A Most Violent Year)

Astarion (Baulder’s Gate 3)

Babbo Natale (Violent Night)

Barbie (Barbie 2023)

Basil Stitt (Lightning Face)

Beverly Goldberg (The Goldbergs)

Bruce (Beyond Therapy)

Charles Ingalls (Little House on the Praire)

Charlie Dompler (Smiling Friends)

Chel (Road to El Dorado)

Dale Kobble (Longlegs)

Dan Conner (Rosanne)

David Levinson (Independence Day)

Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

Doug Remer (Baseketball)

Duke Leto Atreides (Dune)

Fezzik (Princess Bride)

Francine (American Dad)

Fujimoto (Ponyo)

Georgia Miller (Ginny & Georgia)

Jack Harrison (Translyvania 6-5000)

Jackson Rippner (Red Eye)

Jon Arbuckle (Garfield 2024)

John Doe (John Doe Game)

Jonathan Levy (Scenes from a Marriage)

John Wick (John Wick 4)

King Baldwin (Kingdom of Heaven)

Kitten (Breakfast on Pluto)

Laurent LeClaire (In Secret)

Linda Gunderson (Rio)

Llewyn Davis (Inside Lleywn Davis)

Master Chief (Halo)

Mike (5lbs of Pressure)

Moe Doodle (Doodle Bops)

Nani Palekai (Lilo & Stitch)

Nathan Bateman (Ex Machina)

Outcome-3 (The Bourne Legacy)

Orestes (Agora)

Paul Blart (Paul Blart: Mall Cop)

Paul Cable (Last Stand at Saber River)

Peggy Bundy (Married With Children)

Peter Mitchell (3 Men & A Baby)

Poe Dameron (Star Wars)

Prince John (Robin Hood 2010)

Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd (Top Gun: Maverick)

Rose Tyler (Doctor Who)

Shiv (Pu-239)

Stanley Ipkiss (The Mask)

Star-Lord (Guardians of the Galaxy)

Summer Field (Time Cut)

Tate Langdon (AHS: Murder House)

The Janitor (Willy’s Wonderland)

Thomas Magnum (Magnum, P.I 1980)

William Tell (The Card Counter)

[peyton-warren]

Hey there! I'm planning to do a 'Weaving Wonderful Writers.' I am putting together an appreciation post, a shoutout to wonderful writers like you. 'Coz, you bloody deserve it!

Also, from Navy's All Tricks No Treats:

🍭 - Ask a creator about one of their favorite creations.

And, if you were to pick one of your favorite stories near and dear to you, are you okay with me mentioning you and your fav fic in the 'Weaving Wonderful Writers' post?

I'm fairly new to the Tumblr block, and I've done more writing than reading. I thought this would be a good start for me to read and simultaneously share your work for others to enjoy. :)

Oh my goodness.  Thank you for patiently waiting for me to come back around to Tumblr to answer this.  I took a much needed (and not quite over) social media break.  Yes I would love if you mention me and my favorite fic in a Weaving Wonderful Writers post!  I am honored.  Please and Thank you.  

But you want me to pick just one story I have written?  Just one?  That’s like asking me to pick just one child.... That’s hard.  

Ok I’m gonna go this route, if you are ok with an unfinished series I would have to answer Blinded by the Fog.  Hands down my favorite story I have told, and I am currently working on Chapter 10 right now.  But if you want just a stand alone story The Hidden Sun (chapter 1), [which was meant to be a stand alone but then Reader got horny for Walter Marshall and made me do a chapter 2 and a chapter 3 is in the works.] I love Blinded because I am seamlessly weaving the stories of Jake Jensen and Captain Syverson into one tale.  They both are in the US Special Forces and although Jake had a piece of my pussy heart first, Sy wormed his way in as well. Being able to play in a world where both these men exist, building their backstories and their stories with Reader has been a labor of love.  And I have readers who are as madly in love with it as I am.   Not only have I written 10 chapters, but I have over a dozen drabbles done and twice in my WIPs (the Master Document for this series has over 50 pages of unseen stuff in it at this point )

The Hidden Sun was a one shot that came to me one day, and I fell in love with it as soon as I was done with it.  I feel like Walter Marshall would be awkward with women, but at the same time protective as hell of all the women around him, regardless of their relationship with him.  And as a strong independent woman, I would likely swoon at a man like Walter coming to my aid like he does Reader in that story.  

Again, thank you for asking about my writing! I am flattered. And I feel inspired to get back to Chapter 10 of Blinded right now. thank you mostly for that. :green_heart:

[lolahaurisfw]

✎ Introduction ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Reqs are always open like usual too, and you can request as much as you want and as detailed as you want! i just get to things when i can/want to.

Anon's: None Yet

Other Accounts: @lolas-favfics @lolamultifandom @lolahauri @chowderpop 🔞

AO3: Here

BlueSky: Here

-> MASTERLIST <-

DNI: Map, Zoo, Pro-Para, Pro-Ana, TERF, Zionist, Bigots, Discourse Blogs. Block me if you don't agree. ❤️🖤🤍💚

What I Won't Write:

Smut. (Go to my other blog)

What I'm Willing To Write:

Reader Who Is: Tall, Short, Fat, Chubby, Curvy, Buff. Trans/NB.

Reader Who Has: Depression, Anxiety, DPDR, ADD.

Fluff, angst, platonic, hurt/comfort.

HC's, one shots, short multi-chapter fics, imagines/drabbles.

Canon-friendly, AU's, Canon Divergence, Out of Character.

Ch x Ch / Ch x Reader / Ch x OC / Poly Ships of any kind.

F/F, M/M, F/M, GN/F, GN/M, Poly Ships of any kind.

Now that that's out of the way, here's the list of fandoms and characters i'm familiar with and will happily take requests on!

Adventure Time/Fiona & Cake: PB, Marceline, Marshall Lee, Winter King, Candy Queen, Simon, Ice King, Fiona.

Attack On Titan: Armin, Eren, Mikasa, Sasha, Levi, Hanji, Annie, Historia, Reiner, Erwin, Ymir. 

Avatar: Jake, Neytiri.

Batman Begins Trilogy: Batman, Catwoman, Bane, Joker, Scarecrow.

Beauty & The Beast: Belle, Beast/Adam, Gaston.

Bee & Puppycat: Bee, Deckard, Cass, Toast.

BigBang Theory: Raj, Leonard, Penny, Amy.

Bistro Huddy: All Staff Members.

Black Dynamite: Honeybee, Black Dynamite.

BNA: Michiru, Shirou.

Bob’s Burgers: Bob, Linda.

Breaking Bad: Jesse, Skylar.

Call of Duty: Konig, Ghost, Mace, Keegan, Krueger, Valeria, Farah.

Creepypasta: Jeff, Jane, Ben, Toby, EJ, LJ, Slenderman, Splendorman, Clockwork, Kate, Masky, Hoodie,

Desperate Housewives: Bree, Gabi, Edie, Lynette, Carlos, John.

Dirty Dancing: Johnny, Baby.

Earth Girls Are Easy: Mac, Zeebo, Wiploc, Valerie.

Elemental: Wade, Ember.

Encanto: Isabela, Bruno, Dolores, Julieta.

FNAF Movie: Vanessa, Mike, William/Steve.

Frozen: Elsa, Anna, Kristoff.

Futurama: Leela, Fry, Amy, Bender.

Good Pizza, Great Pizza: Alicante, Octavia, Dr. Keh, Nasir, Flash, Cicero, Kimmy Slice, Dr. Price.

Grandma's Boy: J.P, Samantha.

Gravity Falls: Ford, Stan, Soos, Melody, Giffany, Bill.

Jane The Virgin: Jane, Michael, Petra, Luisa, Rose, Rogelio, Xiomara.

Jurassic Park (1993): Ian Malcolm, Ellie Sattler.

Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo, Choso, Nanami, Sukuna, Toji, Shoko, Geto, Yaga Masamichi, Utahime, Uraume.

King of the Hill: Hank, Peggy, Luane, Nancy, Dale, Khan, Min, John Redcorn.

Life Is Strange (2015): Maxine, Chloe.

Lisa Frankenstein: Lisa, Creature, Taffy.

Little Mermaid (2022): Ariel, Eric.

MHA: Dabi, Hawks, Aizawa, Shigaraki.

Miller's Girl: Cairo, Johnathon.

Moon Knight: Moon System, Layla, Khonshu.

Mulan: Mulan, Li Shang.

National Treasure: Benjamin, Riley.

Nintendo: Link, Zelda, Peach, Daisy, Rosalina, Luigi, Bowser, Waluigi.

Norbit: Rasputia, Norbit.

Princess & The Frog: Tiana, Lottie, Naveen, Shadow Man.

Ratatouille: Colette, Linguini. 

Regular Show: Mordecai, Margret, Eileen, CJ, Benson.

Resident Evil: Karl Heisenberg, Carlos Oiliveria, Lady Dimitrescu.

Rick and Morty: Rick, Jerry, Beth, Doofus Rick.

Riverdale: FP Jones, Hiram.

Scott Pilgrim vs. The World: Kim, Ramona, Gideon, Wallace.

Scream 5: Amber, Tara, Sam.

Serial Mom: Chip, Beverly.

Silverado: Slick, Rae, Mal, Paden.

Shallow Hal: Rosemary, Hal.

Shameless: Lip, Fiona, Kev, V.

SheRa (2018): All Adults.

Sherlock (2010): Sherlock, John Watson.

Slashers & DBD: Brahms, Ghostface, Michael Myers, Jason Vorhees, Pyramid Head, The Spirit, Huntress, Trapper, Wraith, Trickster, Pearl, Jennifer Check, Stu Matcher, Billy Loomis, Tiffany Valentine, Patrick Batmeman, Thomas Hewitt, Vincent Sinclair, Eric Draven, The Artist, Amanda Young.

Spiderverse: Miguel, Jessica Drew.

Spongebob: Dennis, Man Ray.

Squid Games: Gi-Hun, Sae-Byeok, Ali, Sang Woo.

Stardew Valley: All Adult Humans (Except George & Evelyn)

Steven Universe: Garnet, Amethyst, Peridot, Lapis, Jasper, Blue Diamond, Rose, Greg.

Stranger Things: Robin, Billy Eddie, Chrissy, Hopper.

Supernatural: Sam, Dean, Castiel.

Super Store: Amy, Jonah, Dina, Garrett, Cheyenne.

Tangled: Flynn, Rapunzel, Mother Gothell.

The Batman (2022): Batman, Riddler.

The Breakfast Club: John Bender, Allison Reynolds.

The Nanny: C.C, Fran, Maxwell.

Total Drama Island: S1 Contestants, Chris, Chef, Blainley.

Triple Frontier: Frankie, Santiago.

Turning Red: Ming Lee, Jin Lee.

Twilight: Edward, Carlisle, Alice, Charlie.

YOU: Beck, Joe, Peach, Love.

Young Sheldon: Mary, Connie.

~

Abel Morales (A Most Violent Year)

Astarion (Baulder’s Gate 3)

Babbo Natale (Violent Night)

Barbie (Barbie 2023)

Basil Stitt (Lightning Face)

Beverly Goldberg (The Goldbergs)

Bruce (Beyond Therapy)

Charles Ingalls (Little House on the Praire)

Charlie Dompler (Smiling Friends)

Chel (Road to El Dorado)

Dale Kobble (Longlegs)

Dan Conner (Rosanne)

David Levinson (Independence Day)

Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

Doug Remer (Baseketball)

Duke Leto Atreides (Dune)

Fezzik (Princess Bride)

Francine (American Dad)

Fujimoto (Ponyo)

Georgia Miller (Ginny & Georgia)

Jack Harrison (Translyvania 6-5000)

Jackson Rippner (Red Eye)

Jon Arbuckle (Garfield 2024)

John Doe (John Doe Game)

Jonathan Levy (Scenes from a Marriage)

John Wick (John Wick 4)

King Baldwin (Kingdom of Heaven)

Kitten (Breakfast on Pluto)

Laurent LeClaire (In Secret)

Linda Gunderson (Rio)

Llewyn Davis (Inside Lleywn Davis)

Master Chief (Halo)

Mike (5lbs of Pressure)

Moe Doodle (Doodle Bops)

Nani Palekai (Lilo & Stitch)

Nathan Bateman (Ex Machina)

Outcome-3 (The Bourne Legacy)

Orestes (Agora)

Paul Blart (Paul Blart: Mall Cop)

Paul Cable (Last Stand at Saber River)

Peggy Bundy (Married With Children)

Peter Mitchell (3 Men & A Baby)

Poe Dameron (Star Wars)

Prince John (Robin Hood 2010)

Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd (Top Gun: Maverick)

Rose Tyler (Doctor Who)

Shiv (Pu-239)

Stanley Ipkiss (The Mask)

Star-Lord (Guardians of the Galaxy)

Summer Field (Time Cut)

Tate Langdon (AHS: Murder House)

The Janitor (Willy’s Wonderland)

Thomas Magnum (Magnum, P.I 1980)

William Tell (The Card Counter)

[aromanticautiesworld]

MARTINER PLS IM BEGGING FOR ANYTHING FERN X READER 😓

Specifically a gn!musician reader who's chill and easy going, (sort of balances fern out/similar to marshall lee) who teases fern sometimes and becomes friends with fern, fern develops a crush on them and gets jealousy of the friendship between finn and the reader and finally gets the guts to confess.

ADD ANYTHING TO THE PROMPT BC YOURE A GREAT WRITER <333

AHGJH THANK U!! i LOVE this req btw im gonna incorporate it into my belief system

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fern with a musician gn!reader (art by mee!)

word count: 1789

The first time, he met you through Finn.

One lousy sunday evening Finn invited you over (he will often invite people over to the treehouse with no warning), the sky was halfway dark, and you looked like you walked all the way here.

You wore a large case on your back, hair tied up and a pencil slid behind your ear. Slung across your shoulder was a duffel bag which he would soon discover was full of paper (paper is weird to think about. It used to be trees, and he’s kinda related to trees now. It’s not cannibalism yet, but it’s close. Corpse desecration, maybe. He doesn’t feel that strongly about it anyways, nor does he feel very close to the trees, even if he technically is) with scrawled half-written lyrics all over them.

“Anyone home?” You half-yell from the bottom of the treehouse. Finn was out on the deck, doing who-the-hecking-gob-knows-what with Jake.

Fern sits perched from his up hiding spot (you could only see his glowing eyes, if you were looking up). He slithers down the ladder, remaining unseen (he doesn’t want to be. They’re a new person. New people are scary), tail flicking.

When you notice him, you quickly turn around. “Hey,” You squint. “Finn?”

There is a pause as he is torn between opting out of this conversation entirely and actually talking. “Fern, actually.”

“Oh. Cool name,”

“I picked it.”

“My parents gave me mine, but I’m considering changing it.”

“Why would you wanna change your name?”

You shrug, “I like to live my life on the edge. Me n’ your roommate got a jam sesh happening right now, you should join,”

There’s a beat of silence. “…I don’t think I’m invited. Grass boys can’t play the flute. Grass boys can’t even breathe.” Fern crosses his arms and looks down, frowning.

Worry flickers over your eyes, if you blink you’ll miss it. “Hmm…” You look to the side, in thought. “Well, now you are. ‘Grass boy’.” You smile ever so slightly when using the nickname he’s given for himself.

“Hey! Only I get to call myself that!”

“Sure, grass boy. C’mon, he’s probably out on the deck,” You walk to the ladder, gesturing for him to follow.

And, for no reason he can think of, he follows you. It’s like he wants to be around you, which is weird. He usually stops himself from being around people, they either treat him like he is Finn or like he’s the opposite. He’s not either, though.

He picks off a flower from his shoulder. Where did that come from?

The fourth time, you had a BFF sleepover. Fern had crawled onto the outside of the tree, to both not intrude and not do something wrong (it was the worst thing when Jake looked at him like that. He doesn’t want you to look at him like that too). The distant sounds of the Candy Kingdom and Jake lamenting at not winning card wars are all the sounds there are, up there.

Until the sounds of someone crawling onto the roof with him.

He sharply turns, ready to fight off whatever evil was trying to kidnap Finn or Jake (or both) this time. But no, it’s just you again.

“Was Jake too mean in card wars?”

“No, I just lost. They’re playing elimination, I don’t feel like watching the rest.”

You plop down right next to him.

“Y’ever been there?” You look up at the sky.

Fern squints, “That cloud?”

“No, pom-pom. The sky.” (This was a new nickname, made after the discovery of his dandelion tail).

“No. Wait! Yes. Magic man was doing some b-s with my bro, so I had to meet the immortal King of Mars.”

“Then what?”

“He died.”

You snort. It wasn’t an intentional joke, but he gets that weird buzzy feeling again.

“Whoa, poms. You’re like, covered in flowers.”

Finn groans. “Aghh! Again??” He sits up and rushes to brush the reds, yellows and oranges off himself.

He turns to you smiling at him in his flower frenzy, frown heavy upon his face.

“What?” He asks, accusatory, grass puffed up (the image reminds you of an angry cat).

“Nothing. Just you.”

Fern’s tail twitches, he de-puffs and he brings his knees to his chest.

It’s quiet again, you both sitting in comfortable silence.

“We may not have sunshine, or starlight, or weather,

But we've got each other, and that's even better.

You don't need the sun to keep you warm when you've got arms,

Wishes come from you and not a random shooting star.

We may not have storm clouds, but the sky's always blue,

We've got something special here

And what we have is you

What we have is you

What we have is you…”

You look over to grass-boy, asking if he liked it, but you stop yourself halfway. He was asleep.

You brush the stray hairs out of his face, before climbing back off the roof to probably lose card wars again. Such is the tragedy of sleepovers.

Fern would later wake up, and have an important realization.

Fern messes around with his…Finn’s old racecar track toy. He then drops it to the floor.

“I got a question for you, Finn.”

“What’s up, dude?”

“If I…hypothetically…liked��someone… how would I go about doin’ that?”

“You got a crush?”

“No! It’s hypothetical.”

Finn squints at him.

“Hypothetical.”

Finn continues to squint.

“Hy-po-the-ti--”

“No no, I got it.”

“Okay.”

“Well…I would say you tell them how you feel.”

Flowers cover his face again. “Noooooo!! What if they don’t like me back? What if they like someone else?”

Finn shrugs, “Then they don’t like you back. I had a crush on PB for years, she never liked me back and we’re still friends.”

“But what if…”

“Dude.” Finn stops him. “You got this.”

Fern would appreciate his cheering on, but he’s not so sure Finn would say the same thing had he known it was you, or that he’s got this. He knows you like spending time with Finn more than him.

The ???th time (he’s lost count), you invited him along again, with Finn, (and basically everyone else in Ooo, to be honest. It happens when you’re friends with Finn) to a TV night for your birthday. It was an old one you scavenged up, “My Little Pony” or something (his favorite character is Rainbow Dash).

After many weeks of toeing around the idea of asking you out (that time you guys made pancakes, when you went for a dip in the river He’s going to do it tonight.

You sat next to him (close. to him), singing along to the many, many songs over the noise of the crowd behind the couch.

“No, I do not love the groom, in my heart there is no room—” You lean into him and he mumbles along with the lyrics, small smile on his face.

“Finally the moment has arrived! For me, to be one lucky bride…” Finn is also singing. He pauses, staring off into space, before snapping up. “Oh yeah!”

“Hm?” You look across Fern to him.

“C’mere dude, I gotta show you something!”

You get up from his side, going with Finn, and leaving him disappointed.

He follows the duo, though the mild party and to the hallway where Finn was lugging a huge box.

“I got you a present!”

“Oh, awesome,”

“You wanna open it?”

“Hold on,” You pull a pair of scissors out of your pocket. Why it was in there, no one will ever know.

Fern then gets hit by the realization that he forgot to get you a present. How the heck did he think he could just /show up/ to your party without one?

“Oh, Finn, this is so cool! Thanks so much,” You admire the new guitar you’d window shopped for a few weeks ago, which Finn had apparently taken notice of.

“It’s NP, DW about it.”

“Why are you talking in acronyms?”

“It’s a new thing I’m trying out.”

Fern shuffles over to you. “Hey, um, [ ]? Can I talk to you about something?”

“What’s up?”

He lowers his head more. “Can I talk to you about it in private?”

You look back at Finn, then nod and gesture for him to follow into a more secluded hallway, the muffled sounds of dance music vibrating through the walls.

You don’t say anything, and instead are listening intently (terrifying). Fern has to take a deep breath to steady himself.

“I….um….” He begins to fidget with his hands, “I think you’re really cool. And…you’re one of the only people who doesn’t look at me like a monster. And I like hanging out with you and I wanna hang out more and…”

You nod, urging him to continue.

“…andddddd I—”

“AAAAAAAH!” A scream from the party interrupts him.

“GIANT WORM!”

You both immediately run out, to see a monster breaking through one of the walls of your house, jerking around violently as Finn already had his sword around its neck (?).

Fern rushes in, grass sword already whipped out.

He joins Finn on its head (? Again. It’s a worm) stabbing it, rapidly. Its pink blood drips down the side of its face, onto your floor. It begins jerking and twitching even more violently now, trying to shake Fern off.

Finn struggles, and tries to get a stable footing, before the force it’s using to try and get both him and Fern off plunges Finn’s sword right through its neck.

Its head falls right to the floor, Fern still on it, who is still stabbing.

Finn continues to fight the rest of the worm’s body, which has since retreated outside and is currently trying to spit acid at him, leaving barren spots in the grass with only mildly dissolved dirt.

You crouch in front of Fern, putting your hand on his shoulder.

“I think it’s had enough, grass boy,”

He looks up at you, then back down at the corpse-head, and re-sheathes the grass sword.

“What were you saying?”

Feen blinks. What was he saying?

You stare at him, intently.

Oh yeah, absolute fear. “I…..”

“……reallyreallylikeyou. Alotalot.” He snaps his eyes shut when he says it, only opening one a moment later to gauge your reaction.

You knew this already, but you wanted to wait until he was sure of his feelings.“Awww, I like you too! you little pom-pom.” You squish his (flower covered) face.

“Stop it!” He complains.

“Nope, we're partners. You can’t escape me now,”

‘Nooooooooooo…”

“Go Fern! Yeahhh!” Finn shouts from where he stood on the decapitated corpse on the worm, covered in pink blood.

You giggle, before it slowly subsides. “Wait a minute. How am I gonna pay for my house?”