#maybe let mac join some day

[alchemistc]

for the intimacy prompts, it's buck & tommy so of course gotta go with #7 kissing scars or #50 patching up a wound or whichever other prompt sparks joy for u <3

Buck's late. Holy shit he is so late. He'd promised Maddie he'd be at the house like, half an hour ago, but he'd gotten caught up in a conversation with Jana from B shift on his way out the door and it'd been just enough time to cause an extra half hour backup on the highway that had clogged up all his usual back road routes, too.

With this in mind, he's rushing as he parks the Jeep, barely paying any attention as he shoves his door closed and practically sprints up the walkway.

And of course, of course, he's jittery, rushing, so it takes him three tries to get the key in the lock, and by the time he swings the door open with apologies on his lips, he sort of wants the floor to just swallow him up.

There's no Maddie. There's no Maddie or Chim, who would definitely be standing in the entryway giving him shit for somehow ending their shifts at the same time and still managing to be late.

All there is is the faint sound of voices coming from down the hallway, so he follows those until he catches the light leaking out from the open door of the bathroom.

As he nears, the voices become a little clearer. Jee says something, too soft for Buck to catch, a little strain in her voice he's vaguely concerned about until the other voice responds, in a familiar cadence that has Buck stopping dead in his tracks for half a heartbeat before he remembers - crap, he'd invited Tommy over, too, when it became clear it was the only 'free' night they'd have for like, six days, and now not only is he late to babysit his own niece but he's left Tommy the task of sending Maddie and Chim off on their date.

Buck ignores the little skip of his heartbeat at the idea that Maddie and Chim had felt comfortable just ... leaving Jee in Tommy's hands. That's a dumb train of thought - Chim knows Tommy, and Maddie hasn't made a secret of how much she likes Tommy, too, there's no reason to get gooey about it.

"...and viola!" comes Tommy's exclamation, and in the bathroom, Jee giggles. He must be making a face, or doing some gesturing. Jee's a little obsessed with Tommy, still, just as enchanted as Buck by the way his focus is always so intent when she's telling him something, by the way he's always got a follow up question, by the way he's not remotely afraid to dissolve into giggles with her.

"Now you!" Jee exclaims, and Buck knocks on the doorframe, tilts his head in to get the scope of things. Jee's up on the counter, legs kicking, a bright orange bandage on her knee and the box in her hand being brandished in Tommy's face where he's kneeling on the bathroom floor. There's a tube of Neosporin open next to her, and some bloody paper towels in the trash, but Tommy and Jee both glance up at him with smiles on their faces.

"Hi Jee," Buck says, and Jee waves, in that weird age where she'll be talking a mile a minute and then go completely mute for like twenty minutes until she's had time to process something. She kicks at the cabinet below her and shakes the box of Band-Aids at Tommy's head, and Buck gets the message. "Hi, Tommy."

Something soft and quiet passes between them. Buck's trying to be cool about this relationship, but there are times where the comparisons start to rattle around in his brain, a bit, and he's - it's never felt like this. He can't imagine Chim and Maddie even feeling comfortable enough to leave Jee alone with Natalia or Taylor, let alone actually asking them to join him for an evening of Bluey and hotdog Mac and Cheese. And it's - maybe he's just older, more settled in his bones. Maybe the secret sauce is those relationships not working out, so that Buck knew exactly what he was looking for, and what he wasn't. He's grateful for that, but mostly he thinks it's just Tommy - how steady he is, how grounded, how one look from Tommy can ease a days worth of worries crawling under Buck's skin.

"Sixty words a minute for the last forty-five and suddenly you don't wanna talk to your Uncle Buck?" Tommy teases, massive hand curling around the bottom of Jee's foot to shake her leg, and Jee giggles and ducks, arms crossing and head shaking 'no' as she presses her heel into Tommy's palm and nearly launches herself into the mirror behind her. Buck slides a hand behind her head to steady her - clearly she's a little accident prone today, and he's not particularly in the mood for a visit to the hospital this evening.

The movement brings him close enough for Tommy to touch, and he wraps his free hand around Buck's calf, squeezing for a moment before he uses it as leverage to lift himself off the bathroom floor. This bathroom isn't nearly large enough for two grown ass men standing shoulder to shoulder, they barely fit toe to toe.

"Hi," Buck says, when Tommy comes level with him, chests brushing and a familiar fond look in his eye.

"Hi," he repeats, grin going wide, and next to them Jee squirms and grabs at both their arms.

"No kiss!"

Buck tilts his head, and Tommy mirrors it, brow raised. "You heard the lady," he admonishes in a wry tone when Buck's gaze darts immediately for his lips.

This doesn't seem to satisfy Jee-Yun, who leans forward to smack at Tommy's wrist. "No, kiss!"

The change in tone is enough for both of them to glance down at her. She's pointing at her bandaged knee, which makes a lot more sense. Shed spent the last 118 barbeque demanding every couple in her immediate eyeline kiss for her entertainment, like an extremely cute fork against a champagne glass.

Buck's not thinking about weddings, though. He's not.

(He absolutely is, but at least he and Tommy have, like, talked about it. In vague hypotheticals, but... still.)

Jee slaps her knee for emphasis.

Clearly whatever she did hadn't injured her too badly, but there is a rule. You bandage something, you gotta kiss it better.

Tommy eyes the distance back to the floor like he's eighty years old, not a fit forty, so Buck makes it easier on all of them by squeezing in and swinging Jee over his shoulders, her legs fucking pinwheeling enough to force Tommy to duck as her breathless giggles fill the echoing tiles of the bathroom. Settled onto Buck's shoulders, Jee digs her fingers into Buck's hair, and Tommy leans in and makes an exaggerated smacking noise as he presses his lips to her bandage.

She shifts her weight, pleased, and tugs hard on Buck's ear. "Okay, now kiss," she demands, and Tommy snorts with laughter as he leans in.

[justwhisperingfantasies]

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Characters: Reader. Jensen. Jared. Misha. Mac. Alex. JDM. Steve. Clif. Megan & Megan. Heather. Robert.

Warnings: Language, Drinking, Fluff, Smut, Angst(ish) Elevator Sex, Oral(m.receiving) PIV, Unprotected Sex (no!)

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Reader.

“One more.” Jensen begged, pulling your lips back to his.

“Jensen.” You argued, but he won the fight, his lips on yours again “ you can have all the kisses you want after.”

“Promise?”

“Promise, now go!” you said pushing him toward the opening in the curtain.

“Whaaaa-tish.” Jeff teased, smiling as he walked past you

Jensen chuckled. “Damn right, and proud of it” he winked at you.

The group of people at the Sunday morning gold panel cheered as Jensen and Jared walked out on the stage. “Hey guys, we brought a friend “ Jensen said into one of the mics. “Hope you don't mind.”

The cheers started up again when Jeff walked out, joining the boys in the center of the stage.

“Alright, Jeff, why don’t you start this shindig.” Jared said ready to answer questions.

You watched as the three of them picked fans from the crowd and told their stories. Smiling at Jensen as he looked over every couple of minutes.

“Alright, let’s go in the back, red hat.”

“So, are you and y/n back together?” The three of them smiled as they heard the question.

Jensen opened his mouth to reply, but Jeff beat him to the punch.

“Yes, and they are more in love then ever.” Jeff teased, laughing at his own joke

“And the wedding is next week,” Jared chimed in, making Jensen’s eyes go wide as he looked over. Jared raised his hands in protest. “Joke, it’s a joke.”

“Are you gonna put a ring on it?” Jensen’s cheeks got red as a fan yelled out the question

“Eh…” he said looking over, making your eyebrows raise. “Maybe one day.” Jensen teased with a chuckle. “Jared, your up buddy.”

They continued taking questions and strolling down many lane of the many years working together. You saw one of the coordinators gesturing that time was up.

"Thank you guys, for everything." Jared said

"Yeah seriously, we owe you guys everything." Jensen confessed right before blowing kisses out out to them and walking off the stage.Jensen's fingers loosened from yours as his phone began to ring, walking backstage to the green room.

"Hey, Frank. How is everything going?" he asked, putting the phone to his ear. "Wait, what?" Jensen stopped just outside of the door. "Go on in, I'll be there, in a minute." he swiveled the phone back up to his mouth. "Now, how much?!" you heard him say as you walked through the door.

Jared looked back at your with a sly smile making your eyebrows shoot up. Clif's eyes bounced between the two of you, "I don't suppose you guys know what that was all about?"

"Nope." you and Jared said in unison.

Clif's eyes narrowed, stopping on Jared. he coughed out a chuckle " I don't." Their eyes looked to the door as it opened, glancing over your should you found Jensen with a smirk on his lips, but something else in his eyes.

"What's up, Ackles?" Jared asked, you guessed he noticed Jensen's strange demeanor as well.

"Um, we got an offer on the brewery."

"Really?" Clif questioned "This soon?"

"Uh, yeah," Jensen walked over to the fridge and grabbed 2 bottles of water. "Apparently, this guy has been looking for something for some time now." he sat one in front of you on the counter and twisted the other open, taking a big gulp.

"Is it a good offer?" Jared probed.

"5,000 above asking."

"Well, isn't that a good thing?" Clif asked in a confused tone.

"Yeah..."

"What did Heather say?" you chimed in, keeping you eyes on water bottle, scraping the label with you nail.

Jensen sighed,rolling his eyes. "She's all for it, of course."

"So, what happens now?"

"Well, Tuesday morning me, Frank, Bill and Heather are meeting him at the brewery," Jensen took another sip of his water. "And then we go from there."

"Food delivery." Alex called as him and Mac entered the room, carrying bags from the diner across the street.

"Yes, I am freaking starving." Jared exclaimed.

"When aren't you?" Jensen teased. Jared raised his foot, kicking Jensen in the ass.

You chuckled. "He has a point, Sas." Jared stuck his tongue out and continued over to Alex.

You watched as Jensen stayed put, searching the bottle of water in his hands like it had all the answers. "You alright there doll face?" you asked.

He looked up with a smile, "Are you ever gonna explain that nick name?"

"You answer my question first."

His lips scrunched as he peered at you, and then with a sigh he gave in "I'll be alright, It just really sucks."

"I'm so-"

"Baby, you don't have anything to apologize for." he assured you as he swaggered over, "I already told you that."

You huffed "I know, I just wish there was something I could do."

"Oh, but there is.."

Your brows furrowed at his words, making him laugh. "You could-"

Alex stepped up cutting off his words, "Here ya go guys."

"Thanks Alex." He said through gritted teeth.

"Go on Ackles, finish your sentence." you teased "I could what?"

"Move in with me."

Jensen.

Her breath caught in her throat, making her cough.

"You alright Bon?" Jared said from the other side of the room.

"Yeah, I'm good." she looked back to Jensen. " I'm sorry, you want me to want?!"

His head lifted this time when he laughed. "Would it be so crazy?"

"I would be there like all the time…" she stammered.

"Aren't you anyways." he countered.

She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, but this is different."

"How?"

"I would be living there."

"Not seeing a drawback here, baby."

"Jensen, you know it would be different.

"Ok, it would be different, but not in a bad way."

"You say that now, but what about when I get on your nerves?"

"Yea because that could happen," sarcasm dripping from his tone.

"It just might."

"I highly doubt it." you sighed as he popped open the diner container. "Just think about it, alright?"

She nodded, opening her plastic bowl. "So, does this have anything to do with the question at the panel?"

He rolled his eyes. "No."

"Because you know I'm not excepting anything."

"I know."

"Just making sure."

The rest of the lunch break was quiet except for the few times y/n caught him gazing at her, making her giggle.

"You done?" He asked after a few minutes after she stopped eating

"Eating?"

He chuckled. "Yes." He took her trash after she nodded.

"Thanks, babe."

"No problem, doll face."

Her eyes went wide "No. That is mine!"

He smiled. "And you can't share?"

"Nope."

"Alright doll-"

"Jensen, I love you, but don't think I won't fight you."

"Jensen. Jared. You guys ready?" Megan asked poking her head in the door.

"Yep." He reached in his pocket, pulling out his pack of gum. She held out her hand, fingers go frantic. "Oh so you can't share your pet name but you want me to share my gum?"

He shook his head when stuck out her bottom lip into a pout "pleeeeease." She pleaded

He sighed. "You're lucky you're cute."

He heard Louden Swain start to play any way you want it and started to sing along when Rob started singing the lyrics.

They waited for their cue, cheers and screams echoed in the auditorium as they walked through the curtain, out on the stage. Jensen walked the the middle with Jared on his right and rib in his right, he bed his knee waiting for the nod from Jared. More screams and cheers erupted as they did their famous stage jump.

"Woo," Jensen yelled into the mic.

"Yeah," Jared exclaimed. "That was a good one, Ackles."

He chuckled "I still have a few good ones left."

Jared laughed "you and me both buddy."

"Alright Rich, what ya say we make this officially, huh?" Jensen teased.

Jensen couldn't help but smile when he saw her, beaming from ear to ear, he could feel the love and admiration practically flowing out of her. If he didn't know already, that would have been the moment that he did.

Reader.

"Babe. We are going to be la-"

Jensen's mouth fell open as he lost his train of thought when you stalked over to him, swaying your hips in the silky, red, open back dress. Mac helped with your hair of course, getting it into the perfect loose curl.

"Wow…" his hand grabbed your wrist, spinning you so he could get a 360 view. "Just wow." He pulled you in once you faced him again.

"I thought you were worried about being late, Mr. Ackles," you teased as you pulled away from his lips.

"They can wait a couple minutes." His arms tightened around you, bringing you back to him and weaving his lips with yours, making all the heat in your body pool in your core. You smirked as his fingers danced over over your hips. "You're not wearing-" he stammered.

"Nope." A growl rumbled in his chest as his hungry lips captured yours again.

He raised his wrist checking his watch as he broke the kiss. "Motherfucker." He kissed you once more. "We gotta go, but your ass is mine when we get back," he promised, pulling his jacket over his button down shirt, making your bottom lip catch between your teeth.

"Well finally," Jared called out, waiting for you guys by the door. He cleared his throat as you got closer. "Uh, never mind. I can see why you're late."

"Oh, shush," Jensen warned him, giving you a wink.

Your mind was blown walking into the restaurant, "Shoot, and I thought Dean's was fancy," you murmured, making Jensen chuckle.

"Better get used to it, Bon," Jared said as the three of you followed the hostess to the biggest dinner table you had ever seen in your life. Most of the faces where familiar, some you just met two days ago. There was two you had never seen before.

"There they are." One of the strangers stood up, taking Jared's hand in his as they patted each other on the back.

"Eric."

"Jensen." They greeted as he repeated the process with Jensen. "And you must be y/n. Nice to finally meet you."

"Eric? as in Eric Kripke?" you marveled, your trembling fingers tightened around his hand as it shook.

"The one and only." Jensen snickered, then he shook hands with the older man, "And this is Robert Singer."

"Pleasure," you said shaking his hand.

"Likewise, darlin'"

"So, Eric," Jensen said pulling out your chair for you. "When are we doing season 5?"

Eric let out a laugh, "We just got done shooting season four."

"Yes, but the best supe wasn't in that season," Jensen teased, taking the seat between you and Eric.

The waitress made her way over to the table. "Good evening, Would you like to look over on wine list?"

"No, thank you. Just two waters please," Jensen answered her.

"Jens-" you started to whisper.

"I don't want to." He squeezed once his fingers were intertwined with yours.

"I'm actually cooking up something, and I needed to talk to him about it," he confessed, pointing to Jared.

"Me?" Jared asked, choking on his water.

"Yes, you." Eric raised a wine glass, to his lips. "What are you doing in about 6 months?"

"Nothing."

"I can have the network start building your contract…" Eric took another sip of wine. "If you want."

"Are you ok with this, Ackles?"

"Um, are you fucking kidding me?! I would love this!"

"Yeah, yes," Jared fumbled over his words.

"Call me Friday."

"Yes, sir." You couldn't help but laugh at his giggles. "You should come with us, y/n. Especially if you get kn-" Jared let out a groan as you elbowed him the the ribs.

"Alright, enough shop talk. I wanna know how you two met." Kim said as she wiggled her finger at you and Jensen.

"So, one night I'm at this bar, sipping my whiskey, getting ready to go on stage, well I look over. and see this angel being harassed by some dick bag." You giggled at Jensen's dramatic tone as he rambled on about the night you two met. "And the rest is history…" He looked over to you with a smile "Or so they say."

"Hmm," Kim said with a smirk.

"What?" Jensen smirked back at her.

"Nothing," she gave you a wink.

Reader.

You stepped on the elevator, turning around just in time to see Jensen stop Jared from stepping on. "Oh come on." he shouted.

Jensen turned to you, the corners of his mouth twisting into mischievous smirk as he looked you up and down, pushing the emergency stop button once the cart had raised a couple of floors. "I know I said when we get back," he turned back to you. "But I just can't wait."

A moan pushed up your throat as your back hit the wall of the cart, Jensen's tongue rolling on yours as his fingers twisted in your hair. His fingers danced over the thin fabric of your dress, making you moan again as they brushed against your clit.

"This leg slit." Jensen purred as his fingertips traced up your thigh, making your core thrum with anticipation, "is pretty damn convenient." he mused pushing past the seam.

"Jensen…" you breathed as he slid his fingers inside of your entrance.

"Mmm, already soaked for me."

You whined as he withdrew his fingers, licking them clean as his right hand unbuttoned his slacks. "Good, because we gotta make this fast."

You gripped the rail for support when he spun you, one hand gripping your hip and the other guiding you forward as he pulled you back to him. The fabric bunched on your back as he pushed the hem of the dress, giving him full access to your pussy. Another moan left you as he teased you, dragging his tip through your folds.

"Damn, baby," he groaned as he pushed deep in you, making you moan again. His fingertips found your clit again, electricity shooting through you as he circled it, waiting for your walls to adjust.

You pushed your hips back, making a hiss push through his teeth as you gave him the go ahead. Fingers still working, his hips started to thrust, pounding his cock deep inside you.

"Faster," you ordered.

"Mmm baby wants it fast." He slowed his pace, still driving in as hard as he could.

"Fuck, Jensen," you whined, the knot in your stomach already tightening. "Yes."

Your hand gripped the rail on the wall as the pace of his hips began to quicken.

"Tell me, baby."

"Jensen… please."

"Please what?" he taunted slowing his pace again.

"Give... it to me." you pleaded. "Faster and harder than ever before."

His lips twisted into a smile as you glanced over your shoulder.

"You got it." His hips went full speed sending your head into a haze as the tension in your stomach started to reach it's peak. The slap of his hand on your ass echoed in the tiny space, making you gasp. "You gonna come for me, baby?"

"Yes," you cried out, pushing back as you gripped the cold metal tighter, your walls clenching his cock as the tension reached it's peak.

"Come on, baby," Jensen demanded. "I wanna feel you come so bad." His fingers gripped your hips, fucking you as deep and fast as he could, making you scream out his name.

You showered his dick with hot fluids as your orgasm toppled over. He groaned as your muscles pulsated around his shaft, still slamming into your sweet pussy. "Fuck, Jensen," you whimpered as every joint in your body stiffened. You couldn't breathe, think, or speak, and for a moment you couldn't see. You existed in the black abyss that was pure bliss.

"Baby… I'm gonna-" he choked out, his body tensed up, groaning loudly, shamelessly, probably startling everyone in the building. His seed shooting deep inside of you as he plunged his dick in as far as it would go.

He gripped your shoulders, pulling your back into his chest, the heat from his rapid breaths tickling your ear as his arms wrapped arm you, "I fucking love you."

Jensen

The ride back to Austin was quiet, everyone pretty worn out from their own con experience. He looked over to her laying on the seat, arms crossed behind her head, legs draping over his lap, tapping her toe with her earbuds in. She had one of his baseball caps on with a messy bun hanging out the back. He smiled and reached out stealing one the white plastic pieces out of her ear.

"Hey."

"What are you listening to?" he asked bring the device to his ear. The guitar solo of Metallica's 72 seasons filled his left ear as he shoved it in. "No Radio Company today."

"Eh, I think you were right. They are getting boring," she teased with a smile. He shook his head and gripped her knee, and she started to squirm as he tickled her. "Alright, alright," she huffed, deepening her voice, a belly laugh rippled out of this throat.

"Was that supposed to be me?" Jensen teased catching his breath.

"I think it was pretty spot on," Jared spoke up

"Sounded just like you," Mac chimed in,

"Nobody asked the peanut gallery," Jensen teased.

"They are right though," y/n giggled. His eyes narrowed as his fingers tightened on her knee again. "Wrong, wrong, they are wrong," she squealed.

"That's what I thought." He leaned his head back on the seat, letting himself doze as his fingers massaged her thigh.

Reader.

"Hey, baby," you heard Jensen call from the kitchen.

"How did it go?" you called back slipping your shoes off.

"Are you still going to do that, if you move in?" he chuckled.

"Probably. So tell me,"

"The guy was nice, he talked about his daughters a lot. Tried to get me to sell him the rights to the name."

"You didn't do it did you?"

"Definitely not." His lips pressed against yours as his arms wrapped around you. "How was your day?"

"Ear infections, infant check-ups, had a 4 year old with a really bad rash," you told him, resting your head against his chest. "I got a call from Dad #2 today."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah, he wants to know if you could reschedule for Friday. He got put on a new case."

"I could do that." He grabbed your hand, leading you into the kitchen. "Are you hungry?"

"Starving. Did you make me food?"

"Maybe," he chuckled.

"So," he said, picking up your empty plate from the bar, "have you talked to Mac yet?"

You sighed, "Not yet, She won't be back until tomorrow."

"Shit, I forgot."

"Yep. So, how many times did Jared and Heather get into it today?"

He let out a light chuckle. "Only twice."

"Ah, improvement," you snickered. "Was it in front of the dude?"

"No, actually. Heather said some snide comments in front of him, but other than that, everything pretty well."

"Good. So is it, like, a done deal?"

"There's some papers we all have to sign tomorrow, but yeah pretty much." He turned back to you after you clicked your teeth. "You still going with me Thursday?" he asked with a smile.

"Absolutely!"

"What would I do with out?"

"Perish," she quipped with a smile.

"Ain't that the fucking truth."

Reader

You let out a hefty sigh as you collapsed in the chair behind your desk, groaning at the knock on the office door. "Come in."

"Hey Bon," Jared said stepping in with Odette in his arms.

"Y/n!" She shouted

"There's my girl!" you exclaimed as she ran into your arms. "How was her check up?"

"Erica, said everything is great."

"Can I have a lollipop now?" Odette asked looking up from your lap. "Please."

You chuckled and opened the top right drawer of your desk, "Which flavor is it gonna be this time?"

"Strawberry, duh, y/n."

"Duh," you echoed with a laugh. "I should have known."

"How's you day going?" Jared asked.

"Very busy for a Wednesday day." you told him as you fought with the candy wrapper.

Jared sat down in one of the chair across from you. "So, Jensen told me he asked you to move in."

Your eyebrows raised as you looked you at him. "Yes, he did."

"Are you going to say yes?

You chewed on your lip as Jared stared at you with a smirk. "Would I be totally crazy if I did?"

"Not at all," Jared scoffed a laugh. "It wouldn't surprise me if y'all hopped on a plane and went to Vegas."

You let out a nervous laugh "To be honest, I wouldn't either," you confessed, making him laugh.

"Y/n." Janet's voice came through the intercom of your phone. "You have a visitor."

"That's probably your partner in crime," Jared teased. "I'll get out of your hair. Come on baby," Jared said reaching his hands out for his daughter.

"Love you, y/n" Odette called back from the door.

"Love you too, Det," you replied, blowing a kiss.

"Hey," you said surprised when Mac walked through the door. "I thought you said tonight.""We came back early," she explained, sitting down. "Do you have a minute, I need to talk to you."

You raised your wrist, checking the time. "Let's go get some lunch, I need to talk to you too."

Jensen,

He pushed the gear shift into park in front of Frank's office. Looking around he noticed Robert's truck parked across the street, with Heather's Jeep behind it. With a roll of his eyes he opened his door.

"Ah, Jensen," Robert greeted him with a smile.

"Robert," Jensen nodded.

"Look who finally showed up," Heather smirked looking over to her attorney. Jensen noticed Robert roll his eyes as he turned to Frank.

"Alright, Can we be civil? This is the last step to the process," Frank spoke up.

"Yes, sir."

Frank and Mrs. Patton went over all the paperwork with the three of them. "Alright, Frank everything sounds good. Mr. Goodwin. Any questions, concerns comments?"

"Just tell me where to sign."

"Right here." She pointed as Robert leaned onto the desk sign his name.

"Heather, you're up." She looked at Jensen, lips turned into a spiteful smile and stepped up to the desk.

"Jensen."

He swallowed hard as his knees wobbled, practically foaming at the mouth. 'Fucking bitch' he thought as he grabbed the pen, letting out a huff after he signed his name.

"Congrats Robert," Jensen stuck his hand out. "Take care of her,"

"Thank you," Robert said, shaking his hand. "I will do my best."

Jensen handed the keys to him and started towards the door.

There was a knock on his passenger window, interrupting his sulking. He scoffed when he looked over, he hit the button for the window. "What?"

"Oh, you're grumpy," Heather retorted.

"Gee, I wonder why," he gestured with his hands. "What do you want?"

"I want you to know, that this all could have been avoided. If you would-"

"Heather, I don't fucking care. As much as this sucks, in the long run it's going to be so much better, not havin' to put up with your snake ass. So, as much as I would love to hear you ramble on, I gotta go. Have a nice day." He rolled the window back up and started the engine of his truck.

He took a deep breath trying to let his anger go as y/n flashed on the screen of his radio. "Hey baby."

"Whatcha doin'?"

He smiled at the sound of her voice. "Heading home from Frank's office." He slowed down for a red light. "What are you doin'?"

"Charting," she said with a sigh.

"That sounds fun."

"Oh, tons," she smarted making him chuckle. "So, I had lunch with Mac today…"

"And?"

"You feel like moving some shit tomorrow?"

Reader.

Jensen's eyes roamed over the backroom. "I just don't think this one is big enough." He turned back to Josh. "Dude, what do you think?"

Josh looked over to you, like you had the magical answer. "I don't think this is the one bro."

Jensen sighed. You could tell he was tired, and disappointed - this was the 6th property Brian had shown the three of you. "It's a process, Ackles," you spoke up trying to seem encouraging. "You'll find another the perfect one."

"Yeah, I already did," he mumbled as he stormed out of the room.

"He's just frustrated," Josh told you.

"I know."

"So, when is the surprise going down?"

"Tomorrow night," you replied, giddy with excitement.

"Aw. I can't wait."

"Me neither," you whispered stepping back into the bar area.

"Jensen, I found you Dripping Springs. Trust me, we will find another spot," Brian said, trying to cheer Jensen up. "We might find one that you actually like more than the Springs."

Jensen scoffed, running his fingers through his hair, putting his hat back on. "Yeah, I doubt it."

"Just let me look into a some more places. We will find something."

Jensen nodded, letting out a sigh. "I know, I'm sorry man. I'm just-"

"Irritated, I know. Truth be told, we all are, but you will get through this, Jay," Brian told him, pushing the door of the bar open. "And after everything is all said and done, you will be happy you did." You and Josh followed behind as they walked onto the sidewalk.

"Thanks."

"Any time. Shoot me a text, we will set something up for next week," Brian said as he tapped Jensen's knuckles with his own.

"Other Ackles," Brian teased with a smile as he held his fist out for Josh.

"Yea, because that never gets old," he quipped back, tapping his knuckles a little hard then necessary.

"The lovely y/n," Brian said wrapping an arm around you. "It was lovely to meet you, my dear."

"You too," you said returning his hug. "And thank you," you whispered.

"Not a problem," Brian winked at you after his arm loosened.

You climbed into Jensen's truck, staying quiet, the air thick with tension.

"I just don't get it," Jensen huffed as he pulled away from the curb.

"What?"

"He knows what I want. At least I thought he did." You sighed as his words, "Maybe I should try someone else."

"Jensen, seriously? Maybe what you want just isn't on the market right now. Just give it some time."

"I am so tired of hearing that." He looked over as you pushed arm rest between you upright.

"You wanna forget about it for a few minutes?" You scooted closer, sliding your hand across his thigh.

His brows shot up. "I'm not gonna say no, but baby you seriously don't hav-"

A moan pushed past his lips as your fingers brushed the growing bulge in his jeans. "But what if I want to." you whispered in his ear, his lips were on yours as soon as he stopped for the red light, fingers twisting in your hair.

You giggled as the car behind your honked.

He hissed through his teeth as your teeth raked on his earlobe. "Fuck, babe," he moaned shifting in his seat. Your fingertips found the button to his jeans, licking your lips you pulled them down just enough to spring free his hard, thick cock. He moaned again as you took it in your hand and started pumping.

"Already so hard for me."

"All for… you… baby," he managed through breathy pants.

"You want me to suck your cock, Jensen?"

"Fuck," he hissed as your tongue flicked against his tip "Please baby."

You smiled as you watched him beg. You leaned over, making him cry out as your mouth enveloped him. his finger clenched in your hair again as you worked your neck, running your lips up and down his shaft.

"Mmm baby," he breathed, slowing down for a red light, your drool trickled down his dick as he guided your head, wanting you to go faster. You followed his silent request, making him whine your name. "Right there, baby." His words making you go even faster, You felt his muscles tense up as he hit the back of throat. He let out a loud groan, you swallowed as the saltiness of his cum glided over your taste buds.

You raised, back up, wiping the corners of your mouth, As he slowed for the light he pulled his pants back up. "Damn, baby. You should make me beg more often."

"Oh, did you like that?" you asked laying your head on his shoulder. He kissed the top of your head as he pushed the gas pedal.

"Uh yea, it was freaking hot."

Reader

Jensen brought the last of your stuff in - mostly it was just clothes, with some knick knacks here and some of your parent's stuff there. Most of their things were in the garage behind Mac's dad's house.

"This is the last tote," he told you, sitting it down by the couch.

A small yelp left your lips as he picked you up, running for the sectional as he cradled you in his arms. "Babe, I gotta put all that shit away.

"It ain't going nowhere." His arms tightened around you after flopping down in the fluffy white cushion.

"Seriously, Ackles?" You tried to fight against his arm, but it was pointless.

His face nuzzled down into the crook of your neck. "I know I've been an asshole, lately," he admitted taking a deep breath, "And I'm sorry."

You wrapped your arms around his neck, making him follow as you leaned, laying your back on the couch. "You don't need to apologize. You're going through a lot."

"Still it doesn't give me the right to be a dick, but I promise I'm working on it." Your fingers combed through his hair as his head rested on your chest.

"I know."

He let out a sigh as he nuzzled against you. "Sing me a song," he teased.

You laughed. "Right yeah; you don't want to hear me sing."

"Oh, but I do."

"Trust me you wouldn't like it."

"Wrong. I love everything about you."

Jensen

"Would you quit whining, It's a blindfold Jensen," he heard from his left. The car jerked a little as she down-shifted. "Come on assholes let me over." He chuckled at her road rage, leaning as he felt the car sway into the other lane. "You act like I'm torturing you."

"Have you ever been blindfolded while riding in a car? It is like being tortured," he teased. "What's this big surprise anyway? I don't wanna be late. Dad number 2 is going to be waiting, not a very good first impression."

"Yes, I know Jensen Ackles is never late, he doesn't believe in it," she mocked with a giggle. "And if I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise, now would it?"

He sighed as the car came to a stop. "Are we at a red light?"

"Possibly," she teased as she ran her fingers up his thigh. A soft groan left him, his muscles tensing as they reached the tip of his cock. "Might have to do this more often, it's kinda fun," she said, the car continuing forward as she shifted back into first gear.

"Don't be a tease."

"Wasn't planning on it, doll face."

The tires screech as she hit the brakes, his body jerking forward from the sudden stop.

"What the fuck, baby?" his voice raised slightly as his hands flew tot he dashboard out of instinct.

"Sorry, I've only been here a couple times. I almost missed the turn."

His fingers flew to the blindfold, "Are you sure-"

"Jensen Ross, if you love me you with keep that damn thing on," she snapped. "Everything is fine. There weren't any cars around and I didn't miss my turn."

He let out a huff, crossing his arms on his chest. "Are we almost there?"

"Actually," she slowed the car and turned the car right, pulling the e-brake after she stopped. "We are here."

"So I can take this off?"

"Not yet."

"Y/n! You are killing me."

He felt her lips on his cheek. "I promise it will be worth it," she whispered in his ear, and he sat in silence after hearing her door shut.

Minutes felt like hours as he waited, until finally she opened his door, making him flinch. "So, my mother wrote me a letter, when she got sick." She took his hands in hers, guiding him out of the car, "explaining how all she wanted in her life was to see me happy." He fumbled as she coursed him forward, still holding his hands. "She wrote that I needed to take the enclosed check and what was left of her insurance money - ah, watch your step babe - and put it towards something that would bring joy and excitement into my life."

"So, I'm guessing you found something?" he quipped making her giggle.

"Well, I didn't find it per se."

Not waiting any longer Jensen pulled the blindfold over his head. "Baby…" He breathed looking up at The Family Business sign on the side of his brewery. "You didn't?"

"Surprise."

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[sanguineterrain]

your most recent jason fic has me in a bit of a chokehold and its bc you do so well with the dialogue and the banter!!

HONEYLOVE???#?*×& i need to be physically restrained (i appreciate your fics respectfully)

anyways, the fic has me thinking: imagine it's the same reader, but they know Jason's alive and they're back to being friends again (skipping over the drama of "YOU'RE ALIVE?!?" "yea lmao sorry ily tho") but there's this tension now. and since Jason's not working with a mask anymore (and he's slightly more vulnerable with r), it's him who gets flustered and it's r who does the flirting playful banter. maybe it ends with a kiss (˘ ³˘) ?

i'm such a sucker for a flustered Jason and there's something that tells me he gets really weak in the knees for someone he adores >:) anyways, you can always choose to write this or not but a very big, fat thank you if you do

the reaction pics are SO FUNNY i'm glad you enjoy this au <3

jason todd x gn!nocturne!reader. pt 3 of vigilante reader. this is basically reader just being feral over jason :> they speak for all of us, really. love confessions, tension, somewhat flustered jason, more sparring lols.

pt 1 / pt 2

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Jason Todd is alive. Jason Todd is sitting two feet away, talking about a case.

You can't quite believe it. You went home two days ago and expected to wake up to the whole thing being a dream or the result of a Poison Ivy hallucinogen.

You can't stop staring at him. It's weird. You're being weird. But you can't help it.

Every time you see Jason, you want to look at him for as long as possible. You don't want to forget his face. This new face. Scarred and hardened, but still good. Still loved.

And, well. It's not like Jason's bad looking. Sure, you thought he was cute when you were teenagers. Resurrection makes the heart grow fonder, et cetera.

But now? Now, Jason makes your heart stupid. You can barely contain your desire. It's been two weeks since he revealed himself, and every time you see him, you have to dig your nails into your palms to keep yourself from showing him what he does to you.

Sometimes you think he sees right through you, but if he does, he never acts on it.

"—listening. Yo. Ground control to Major Tom. Are you with me?"

Jason waves a hand in front of you. You blink.

He's unmasked and in a Fleetwood Mac t-shirt and dark jeans—the most comfortable you've seen him, actually. His hair is still wet from his shower.

"Sorry," you say, suddenly zeroed in on the three droplets of water sliding down his neck. "I'm listening. Just looking at you."

"'Cause I'm so pretty?" Jason asks, batting his lashes.

You reach over without thinking. He freezes when you wipe the water off of his neck. Then you tuck a curl behind his ear.

"You should let me blow-dry your hair," you say, taking your time in dropping your hand. "It'll take ages to dry in this humidity."

Jason's eyes have gone wide. Pink splotches bloom on the apples of his cheeks.

"Uh." He swallows. You watch his throat bob. "Thanks. Maybe... next time."

"I'll steal Dick's. He's got the fancy sixteen setting one."

That makes Jason smile. "Hm. Some things never change."

His eyes crinkle at the corners. Fondness swells swiftly in your chest.

You stay like that for a moment, caught in each other's orbit.

Jason breaks it first, leaning away. "Right. You should probably get back to the Manor. Br–the others'll probably think I kidnapped ya."

You shrug. "I quit."

"What?"

"Bruce was getting on my last nerve. I can't work with someone like that."

Jason snorts. "Join the club. Look, I can't say I'm not thrilled that you're stickin' it to the old man. But if this is 'cause of me... I wouldn't be mad if you kept workin' with him. Honest. If that's what you wanna do, don't let me stop you."

"Jason." You rest your hand atop his. "I joined this life because of you. To honor you. You taught me how to help people, not Bruce. You taught me what it meant to be kind, to be a part of something bigger than myself."

To love, you don't say.

"I..." He shakes his head. "You became Nocturne for me?"

You close your eyes, then open them. You've cried so many times. You don't want to stay in your grief any longer. Not when he's right in front of you.

"When you died, I..." You take a deep breath. "Nocturne was something to ground me. I think Bruce recognized that. I think he knew how much you meant to me. He didn't have to take a chance on me, and I appreciate that he did. But I've realized that he doesn't know everything. Can't see what's right in front of him sometimes."

You squeeze Jason's wrist. He sighs.

"God, I'm sorry," he says.

"What're you sorry for, Jay? You came back. That's all I ever wanted."

Jason chews his cheek for a moment. Then he stands, chair scraping the floor.

"C'mon," he says.

You follow him to the living room. He moves the armchair, the couch, and rolls up the rug. He disappears down the hall and returns with two thick mats. He tosses them onto the floor.

"Uh..." you say. "What're you—"

"'M gonna show you what y'did wrong that night on the roof."

"Wow. Can't believe you're still single. Being reminded of my shitty combat skills gets me so hot."

Jason rolls his eyes. "Alright, smartass. Just 'cause you quit the Bats doesn't mean you won't go out there and keep helping people. I know you. The least I can do is pick up where Dickface left off in your training."

"The least you can do, huh? I think you just wanna pin me against the floor again," you say, smirking.

He clears his throat. "That—no."

"No?" You step closer and look at him through your lashes. You're so close, you're touching his chest. "What happened to tying me up 'cause I was out when I shouldn't have been? Isn't that another educational technique?"

Jason's throat bobs. "That wasn't—I was just saying things."

"Hm. That's too bad."

You skip right past him, onto the mat, and hold out your arms.

"Okay. Put the moves on me, J.P."

It takes Jason a moment to craft his usual poker face. When he does, he groans. "'M not an evil Gilded Age financier. Still don't like 'J.P.'"

"But you like me-ee," you sing-song.

He shrugs. "Sometimes. Until you give me a heart attack and run into a burning building."

"Wish I could've seen your face for that one," you say as you steel your shoulders and secure your feet.

"Better you didn't. I'm sure there was a vein or two popping outta my forehead." Jason cracks his neck. "Ready?"

"Lay it on me, big guy."

"You first. Attack me like you normally would."

So you do. You step forward and throw a punch similar to the one from your rooftop spar. Jason catches it, of course. But this time, he locks you in a hold. One leg is between yours, and your arms are twisted behind your back with one hand. Humiliating.

"Dude!" You wiggle. Jason doesn't yield. "Jay, come on. No petty criminal is gonna know how to do all that."

"I know. The point of this is for you to know how to use someone's size against them."

Jason presses his cheek against yours. You tamp down your shiver. You can hear his heartbeat.

"Take a breath," he murmurs.

You close your eyes and breathe. Jason's grip doesn't hurt, but you're frustrated by how predictable you are. How he knows your body. A part of you is missing in not knowing him the way he knows you.

"Alright," he says. "Think. What part of me is exposed?"

"Not the important parts, I hope."

You can feel his eyeroll.

"You're hilarious. C'mon, focus. What can you attack?"

"Um... your legs. You trapped my arms, but my and your legs are free."

"Good." The praise warms you. Being this close to Jason will never get old. "What else?"

"What else? Do you have a tail I don't know about?"

"Sucha wiseass," he says, mouth close to your ear. "Your head. You're still able to move your head, and you're close to my face."

"Yeah, I'm not headbutting you. Out of the kindness of my heart."

"I appreciate that, sweets. Sweep my leg."

So you do. Jason goes down easier than he normally would for your benefit.

"'Kay," he says, once again underneath you. Now you have his hands pinned. "Good. Remember what went wrong last time?"

"You bucked me off like a Clydesdale."

He smiles. "Yeah, okay. So what'll you do different?"

"I'm not in my suit," you say. "I don't have extra weight in my boots."

"No, but you don't need it if you keep my legs apart."

"So that was your plan all along, huh? Perv."

Jason coughs. "Ah-hum... I—c'mon, lock my legs."

You grin and spread Jason's legs, using your knees to keep him immobile.

And then you just stare. This time, it's not because you're thinking about the miracle of resurrection (though what a miracle it is). No, you're just thinking, once again, about how your best friend got really, stupidly pretty.

And how you really, stupidly wanna kiss him.

Jason still looks young, but his jaw is now defined. He's got a five o'clock shadow coming on. His lips are full and pink. Freckles dot his cheeks and nose. The nose that still has a bump from when he broke it during a fight with Riddler.

You remember how he played it off for weeks. Bruce said that didn't even cry. But when you asked if it hurt, Jason had said yes.

You wonder when the last time Jason cried was. You wonder how much pain he's suffered since.

You wonder if he knows he's got your heart in the palm of his hand.

"Hey," Jason says. His voice is soft. Shy. "I lose ya again?"

You shake your head. "No. Never."

"There somethin' on my face?"

"You're a lot to look at," you say. "Pretty, pretty boy."

That gets an undeniable reaction. Jason Todd has never been able to take a compliment. You've been exploiting that all day.

Perhaps you know him better than you thought.

He exhales sharply, like you've sucker-punched him. His eyes dart to you. Waiting.

"Your eyes are green," you say. "Like, mixed. Blue and green."

Jason nods. "I—yeah. The Pit. Changed 'em. Changed me."

You lean in. His gaze flicks to your mouth. You watch his Adam's apple bob in a hard swallow.

"They're still pretty," you say. "Always had pretty eyes, Jaybird."

"Heh, right. Even with this shit?" He points to the scar that crosses over his right eye, stopping at his lip.

You let go of his wrists—not that you were holding them that tightly anyway. If this were a real fight, you would've lost ten times over already. Considering how much of you is touching Jason, you happen to be winning hard.

You trace the puckered white flesh with your thumb. Jason flinches but doesn't pull away.

"Your face could never turn me away," you say. "Never."

He closes his eyes and shudders. "Y'too nice to me. Always so nice t'me. Even when we were fighting. Why're ya so good?"

Your lips are a hair from his now. "I don't know how to make it more obvious, Jaybird. I'm absolutely insane about you."

Jason's eyes fly open. He sees your mouth and his breathing increases. You smile.

"Yeah, want you bad. No place I wouldn't follow you. Do anything for you."

Jason makes a strangled noise in his throat. You grin.

"C'mon, big guy. I'm right here. Come have me, Jay. I'm yours."

Jason soars up and kisses you. Swallows you, really. His hands hold your waist for dear life. You wrap one leg around his.

You nip his lip. Jason whines softly. Delicious.

You grab his face, fingers tangling in his curls. Jason sits up, slotting you against him. One hand supports you on your back, the other on your side.

"God—" He breaks away, just barely. "You're way too good for me. Had sucha... sucha crush on ya when we were kids. Y'so sweet."

You blindly find his throat and bite, hard enough to leave a mark. Jason makes a guh sound. You lick the bite to soothe it.

"Missed you," you say into his skin. "Missed you so goddamn bad, Jason."

"Yeah. Yeah, yeah," he babbles, clinging to you as you kiss up his neck. "Yeah, missed you too."

"Not letting you go," you say, almost snarling. You're angry with want, angry at the world for keeping this from you for so many years. "It's you and me now, Jay, mkay? Gonna be mine?"

"Always been yours," he says, panting. Jason finds your lips again. The kiss is messy, uncoordinated. Full of love. "No one but you."

You haven't fallen behind. You're starting anew.

"Never been anybody but you."

[mist-see]

Hey I was wondering if you could do a neteyam x female black reader where she tries to keep some of her culture from back home like food clothing and maybe she misses earth cuz that’s where her family is

“It’s soul food!” You said with a bright smile, a hot porcelain plate steady in your outstretched hands. Neteyam looked down at the piled up food in confusion and a little uncomfortable. He’s only eaten his people’s food, what came from his planet.

He sniffed the air, a low groan leaving his throat as he eyed the greens and meat on the plate and especially that white slop with brown on it. “What… is it…” he raised an invisible brow. You chuckled and reached over to grab a fork. “Well! Let’s see, chicken fresh from the farm-“ an indoor farm that was well taken care of my the staff, unfortunately cows are officially extinct on earth- even if they weren’t how would we get them here?

“Yams, greens with smoked meat- mashed potatoes-“ you list off the food items. “All we’re missing is Mac and cheese- but you know- due to us not owning cows- this is all we have! It’s unfortunate, my grandmother said cows were delicious-“ you rambled as you cut the soft buttery cornbread in half and stacked some greens and smoked turkey meat on the fork.

His ear flicks as he watched you stack the fork with the food- and he had to admit it smelled amazing. He watches in surprise as you lifted the fork to his mouth.

Neteyam hesitated for just a moment, his golden eyes flicking from the food to your face. There was so much hope shining in your expression — a soft, proud smile tugging at your lips, your eyes bright with excitement, like you were offering him a piece of home.

And in a way, you were.

Slowly, he parted his lips, letting you place the fork in his mouth. He chewed carefully, thoughtful, his ears flicking again at the burst of flavor. Smoky, rich, a little spicy — completely unlike anything he’d tasted from the forests of Pandora.

His eyes widened slightly as he swallowed, and you couldn’t help the eager lean forward, your voice bubbling with curiosity.

“Well? How is it?” you asked, your fingers curling around the plate with anticipation.

There was a beat of silence before a deep, rumbling purr vibrated in his chest.

“It is…” He searched for the words, brows pinching together in concentration. “Warm. Strong. Like a fire in my chest. But not painful.” His tail swayed lazily behind him as he reached for the plate. “More?”

You broke into a grin, passing the dish into his large hands. “I knew you’d like it,” you beamed. “That’s the whole point of soul food — it’s supposed to make you feel full in more ways than just your stomach. It’s comfort food. Back on Earth, my family would make this on Sundays, or whenever we needed a little extra love.”

Neteyam slowed his chewing at your words, his gaze softening as he looked at you. “You miss them,” he said quietly, not as a question, but a knowing statement.

Your smile faltered, a bittersweet tug in your chest as you nodded. “Yeah,” you admitted, your voice a little quieter now. “Every day.”

There was a far-off look in your eyes, the flicker of memories from a planet so far away it almost felt like a dream. You could still see your grandmother at the stove, hear the sizzle of frying chicken, feel the warmth of your family’s laughter filling the small kitchen.

“I try to keep pieces of it alive,” you said softly. “The food, the clothes, the music… it’s like… if I let it go, I’ll lose them too.”

For a moment, the jungle noises faded into the background. Neteyam set the plate down beside him and reached out, his large, calloused hand gently cradling yours.

“You will not lose them,” he said firmly, his thumb brushing over your knuckles. “They live here.” He pressed your joined hands against your chest, right over your heart. “With you.”

Your throat tightened at his words, eyes stinging as you fought back the swell of emotion. He always had this way of seeing straight through you, of grounding you when your thoughts threatened to drift too far.

“Thank you, Neteyam,” you whispered, your voice thick with feeling.

His lips pulled into a soft, warm smile. “Besides,” he added, with a playful tilt of his head, “if this is the food of your people, then I think I understand why you miss them so much. It is… good.” He picked up a piece of cornbread, sniffing it with curiosity before taking a bite.

You laughed, the sound easing the tightness in your chest. “Wait until I teach you how to dance to our music,” you teased, a spark of mischief lighting your eyes. “You’ll love Brent Faiyaz. My grandma put me onto him!”

His ears perked with interest, and he swallowed the bite of bread with a grin. “I will hold you to that, yawne.”

Your heart stuttered at the endearment, warmth flooding through you. Maybe, just maybe, Pandora could feel a little bit like home too.

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Y’all, we are all grandma 😭 and grandma is us.

[gingiesworld]

Let’s Go Home

Stripper Wanda Maximoff x Fem Reader

Warnings: Angst. Smut. Fluff.

Summary: Wanda was a teen mom so she had to find a job to provide for the twins since their father disappeared from her life before they were born. So she did the only job she was qualified for. Although during one of her trips to the grocery store, she met a woman, someone who she never realised would become a constant in her life. Although she was afraid to reveal her career to Y/N, she finds out when she is dragged out to a strip club by her friends.

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Word Count: 2.6k

18+ MINORS DNI

Wanda Maximoff had struggled throughout the last years of her teens and her early twenties. The twins are now 7 years old and she manages to keep a small two bedroom apartment over their heads. She never received much financial help from her parents, other than her mom sneaking her some groceries or new clothes for the three of them.

What she never thought that her life would change the moment she stepped into her local grocery store, bumping into a woman, slightly taller than herself.

“I’m so sorry.” Wanda apologised as her cheeks flushed a deep red in embarrassment.

“It’s ok.” The mysterious woman smiled at her. “My eggs aren’t broken so my sister won’t have my head just yet.” She joked with a smirk.

“I.” Wanda was lost for words as she looked into the mysterious woman’s eyes, only just noticing that she wore dress pants, shirt and a leather jacket.

“I’ll see you around sweets.” She said as she walked past her, Wanda’s eyes followed her as she also picked out the box of mac n cheese and hot sauce before heading towards the check out. Once Y/N had left the building, Wanda let out a breath as she soon carried on with her own shopping before her brother dropped the twins off.

As the days went by, she couldn’t get the mysterious woman out of her mind. Her eyes had imprinted into her memory. It wasn’t until weeks later that she met her again, but at a family gathering to celebrate her brother’s engagement.

“Hey you.” She spoke as she stood beside Wanda at the buffet table. “I never thought I would see you again.”

“Well, I am a hard woman to find.” Wanda played along as Y/N smirked, pressing her lips together as she thought of a remark.

“Well, I never thought I would see you here at my colleague’s engagement.” She smirked as Wanda turned to face her.

“So, you work with my twin?” Wanda asked as Y/N nodded.

“Yes, we are currently working on a project together.” She leaned in before continuing. “It’s top secret.” Wanda’s hairs stood on the back of her neck as a blush started to creep up her face. “I’m Y/N Belova.”

“Wanda Maximoff.” She shook Y/N’s hand as the two soon started to fall into easy conversation. As the night soon came to a close and everyone started to disperse. Y/N congratulated the newly engaged couple before approaching Wanda.

“Is it too forward if I say you were the most stunning woman here tonight.” Y/N spoke as she brushed some of Wanda’s hair behind her ear, her twin and his fiancèe watching the whole interaction with smirks on their faces. “Can I maybe get your number, you know so we can maybe meet up again. Just us?”

“Yeah.” Wanda stuttered as she took Y/N’s phone from her, entering her number and saving it before Y/N kissed her cheek before bidding goodbye.

“So?” Pietro teased as Wanda swatted his arm.

“The guest room is set up for you Wanda.” Monica told her. “The twins are already asleep in their cots.” Wanda thanked the two before joining her two 7 year old boys. Smiling as they slept cuddling their plushies before she turned over herself.

The first date went by smoothly, her parents had the twins while Y/N had opted to take her to a chinese restaurant downtown.

“So, what about you?” Y/N asked Wanda. “You know a lot about me now, let me know who you are.”

“Well, I work in a bar.” Wanda spoke coyly, not really giving her real occupation. “I also have two 7 year old boys.”

“Really?” She asked her, with a shocked expression on her face.

“I understand if you don’t want to take this further.” Wanda started to gather her things before Y/N stopped her movements.

“I never said that.” She spoke sincerely. “I was shocked because we are the same age and you must have been 17 at the time of their birth.” Wanda sat playing with her fingers nervously. “All I am saying is I don’t care if you have children, I just want to be able to take you out, make you feel like the most beautiful woman on the planet, because well, you are.” Wanda chuckled lightly as Y/N smiled. “I want to see this through Wanda, maybe meet the twins when you’re ready of course.” Wanda nodded as the two finished the evening, with Wanda telling her about the twins, about how they’re polar opposites.

Their first kiss was shared on their third date, Y/N had opted to take Wanda on a pedal boat down the river, something which Wanda was weary about.

“I feel awful.” She whispered as Y/N looked at her curiously. “I can’t afford to treat you as you do me.” Her eyes glistened with unshed tears.

“I enjoy treating you Wanda.” She told her honestly. “I want to treat you how I believe a woman should be treated, and I don’t care if you can’t return the favor because you being here with me, is all I ever want from you.”

“How is this not a dream?” She whispered as Y/N smiled at her.

“Well, the moment you answer my question, you will understand that this isn’t a dream.” Y/N smiled tenderly as she held her hand out for Wanda, helping her out of the boat and onto the dock. “Wanda Maximoff, will you be mine?”

“Yes.” She breathed as she stepped forward, kissing Y/N passionately as she wrapped her hands around her neck. They broke the kiss as the smiles on their faces grew, pressing their foreheads together.

“You make me so happy Wanda Maximoff.” Y/N whispered before Wanda pressed her lips to Y/N’s once more.

As Wanda needed more money, she had to take on more shifts at the club, leaving the twins with Agatha, her neighbour, but she also had to cancel on some dates that she and Y/N had arranged, just so she could make ends meet.

As the months went on, the two grew closer and their feelings grew deeper. Y/N knew before Wanda that she was in love with her. She wanted to tell her but every chance she had, she chickened out.

“Come on Y/N.” Maria smirked as she wrapped her arm around her best friend’s arm. “It’s my night!”

“I know.” Y/N smirked as Maria dragged her into the club, Sharon and Daisy behind them. “You are marrying my sister.”

“And you are my maid of honour.” Maria smirked as Y/N nodded. Groaning as she realised the club they had entered. “Come on, I deserve this. I am going to be with Nat for the rest of our lives.” She pleaded as her eyes caught sight of one stripper walking by.

“Fine.” Y/N nodded as Maria dragged her to the bar, buying their drinks before taking a seat in front of the main stage.

“Now please welcome our very own Scarlet!” A voice sounded over the music, everyone’s eyes on the curtains as a woman in a red lace lingerie walked towards the pole in the center of the stage.

They watched as she moved to the music, doing her routine before Maria nudged Y/N’s arm.

“Is that?” She questioned as Y/N’s eyes met Wanda’s.

“Wanda.” She whispered as she moved away from the stage, taking her glass with her and downing it before heading towards the bar, taking a seat in a vacant stool.

“I’m sorry Y/N, I didn’t know she worked here.” Maria apologised as Y/N waved her off.

“Neither did I.” Y/N spoke bitterly as she spotted Wanda approaching her.

“Y/N, can we talk after my shift?” Wanda asked as Y/N clenched her jaw, watching how most of the men had their eyes on her half naked form.

“Sure.” She finished another drink before asking for a refill. “I’ll be here.”

“I think you should stop Y/N.” Maria told her as she took the drink away from her.

“What time do you get off?” Y/N asked her as Wanda looked at the clock behind the bar.

“Two hours.” She answered as Y/N nodded, pursing her lips as she stood up.

“I’ll be outside.” She told her before leaving the bar, Wanda’s eyes watching as she disappeared. Maria went back to the others as Wanda finished her shift before collecting her tips at the end. Heading out to see Y/N sat on the curb, the rain pouring down as Wanda approached her.

“Let’s get you home.” Wanda whispered as Y/N took her hand, the two headed towards Y/N’s apartment before Y/N let go of her hand, only five blocks away from her apartment.

“Why didn’t you tell me you’re a stripper?” Y/N asked her, pain in her eyes. “Do you not trust me enough to tell me?”

“No.” Wanda told her. “Of course I trust you, I trust you with my life and Billy and Tommy’s lives.”

“Then why did you lie to me?” She asked her, the rain pouring down heavier as Wanda sighed.

“I was ashamed.” She answered her. “I thought that if you found out about my job, you would think less of me. You would think I’m a whore.” Y/N shook her head as Wanda chuckled, moving her hair out of her face. “It’s what everyone thinks, my father thinks that of me without the whole stripper job because I got pregnant and had the twins at 17. I never graduated high school, never went to college or even had a job while in high school. It was all I could get to be able to put a roof over our heads, food in our stomachs and clothes on our backs. I try to put money away for the twins' college funds and that isn’t working very well.”

“Wanda.” Y/N whispered as she stepped closer, her hands reaching out as Wanda slapped them away.

“Just say it.” Wanda spoke shakily. “Just say that it’s over and we can’t see each other. Just do it.”

“No.” Y/N shook her head as she took Wanda’s face in her hands. “I never want to say goodbye to you.” A small smile formed on her face. “I love you Wanda. I am so in love with you that not having you in my life hurts me. It physically hurts me.” Wanda listened as she spoke. “I think you are the strongest woman I have ever met in my life. You have raised two wonderful boys on your own. You have provided them with everything they need and more. You did all of that while working a job that not many people would take.” She gazed into Wanda’s eyes. “And that is pretty fucking amazing to me.”

Wanda pressed her lips to Y/N’s in a passionate kiss, her hands holding onto Y/N’s wrists as they pulled away. The two panting as Y/N spoke.

“Let’s go home.” She whispered as Wanda nodded, Y/N taking her hand as they practically ran to her apartment. Once the door was closed, Wanda started to remove her jacket before she pulled Y/N in for a searing kiss. Gripping onto the collar of Y/N’s jacket before she pushed off of her, leading her way towards Y/N’s bedroom. Pulling away completely as she pulled her own top over her head, revealing a different bra to what Y/N had witnessed her in, Y/N stepped closer as Wanda’s hands reached behind her back, unclasping her bra before Y/N’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her flush against her.

Caressing her face as she brushed the wet hairs away from her face, soon moving her thumb to softly graze Wanda’s already swollen lips. Watching as Wanda opened her mouth to take Y/N’s thumb, sucking on it as she started to unbutton Y/N’s shirt. Slipping it off before she bit onto Y/N’s thumb.

Y/N watched as Wanda swapped places, pushing Y/N onto the bed, leaning up on her elbows as she watched Wanda finish stripping until she stood bare. Sighing as Wanda straddled her lap, her chest brushing against Y/N’s as she leaned in to kiss her fiercely. Y/N’s hands gripped into Wanda’s flesh, keeping her close to her as she pushed her tongue through Wanda’s lips, making her moan as their tongues danced together.

“Ride my face.” Y/N whispered as they pulled away slightly.

“What?” Wanda asked unsurly.

“I said.” Y/N husked out. “Ride. My. Face.”

Wanda didn’t hesitate in moving so her aching core was lined with Y/N’s face. Y/N’s hands holding onto Wanda’s thighs as she lowered herself down, sighing at the contact as Y/N’s tongue ran through her folds. Gasping as Y/N’s teeth grazed her clit before thrusting her tongue into her hole. Wanda gripped the headboard as she thrust her hips, Y/N’s nose hitting her clit the right way as Y/N pulled her down more.

“I’m so close.” Wanda whispered followed by a guttural moan as Y/N pulled her closer, her tongue going deeper than before, soon sending her over the edge. Her thighs clenching as Y/N lapped up every drop before Wanda moved from her. A sigh leaving her lips as she lay beside Y/N, watching as she moved to get something from her closet before stripping.

“Are you ok my love?” She asked Wanda as she hovered above her, their skin ghosting over Wanda’s.

“Yes.” She breathed out as she looked up into Y/N’s eyes. Her arms wrapped around Y/N’s neck, pulling her down and kissing her hard, their tongues dancing as Wanda gasped, feeling the strap run through her folds as Y/N rolled her hips.

“Tell me if you want me to stop.” She reassured the woman beneath her. Slowly insert the silicone toy, inch by inch until it was all inside. Wanda’s legs wrapped around Y/N’s waist as she started to thrust her hips lightly. Swallowing Wanda’s moans as their kisses became none existent. Their hips moving together as Wanda kept Y/N’s body flush against her own.

“Fuck.” She gasped as Y/N lifted her legs, throwing them over her shoulder, hitting her at a different angle, making her mewl at the new position,clenching around the toy as she could feel herself getting closer. “I’m so close.” She screamed as Y/N moved to capture her lips in a rough kiss, the two moaning as their nipples brushed together. Wanda’s legs soon trembled as she came, screaming Y/N’s name as she slowed her movements, helping Wanda ride out her high.

“I love you.” Y/N whispered as she caressed Wanda’s cheek, a smile on her face as she admired the woman below her.

“I love you more.” Wanda whispered before kissing Y/N softly, both were finally happy with their lives, having confessed their feelings for the other, despite their fears and insecurities.

[the-night-writer1]

Secret Gift

This prompt was given to me by my friend @sloth-artstudio or @abbytheslothwitch enjoy.

It was a Saturday afternoon as Macaque found himself once again lazing around the apartment he'd managed to get. Laying on the sofa as he occasionally rubbed his bump. The cubs seemed to be napping for once so he had some time to think.

Someone had been leaving gifts at his door or sometimes in his apartment. He was debating actually doing something about it. It wasn't like they were threatening gifts, it was mostly stuff for the cubs or some food a few times it had been money. Heck recently someone anonymously paid his rent for the next 5 years.

Whoever was doing this must have known about his cubs and his inability to work. His doctor actually had him in bed rest right now. So Macaque was a little concerned who'd be able to get all this information. What else could this mystery person know and how were they getting all this information?

"You two just rest a bit. I'm probably going to join your nap" Macaque stated softly as he rubbed his bump and leaned back into the pillows on the sofa. He did need the sleep. As he slept a particular fly snuck through an jarred window.

Turning into his normal monkey shape when he was sure Macaque was asleep. Wukong had found out about their cubs awhile ago when making sure Macaque wasn't causing trouble. Knowing how Macaque was and their current situation ship with each other Wukong had to sneak around. Gifts for the cubs and Macaque being left anonymously was the only real way Wukong could help.

It stung and Wukong wanted to just reveal he'd been helping along but it could cause Mac to completely disappear with their cubs. Thus this was Wukong's solution. He carefully walked around to see if Macaque was running low on anything after putting a blanket on him.

"Let's see" Wukong very softly mumbled as he opened Macaque's fridge and took notes," okay needs more of everything here, he's got plenty of prenatal vitamins though... maybe I should hire a house cleaner since he is on bed rest. Don't want him over doing it."

Wukong carefully walked over to where he knew the cubs room was going to be. Would it be overboard if he set it up? All the boxes were in here and he had left stuff in this apartment before. However there was also the noise. That might wake up Macaque and was it even possible to make a dresser quietly? The nursery still needed put together and he clearly couldn't let Macaque do it himself. Macaque was 7 months along and on bed rest.

This was a real pickle, maybe he could disguise himself later and say he was hired to put the nursery together? Would that work? Maybe he could use sound proof headphones on Macaque instead. Dammit why did this have to be so difficult. Wukong just wanted to help take care of the twins.

The monkey king hung hishead as he walked back to the living room where Macaque was sleeping and sat on the floor for a moment. Looking at Macaque with a sense if longing he absolutely hated. If you'd told the monkey king centuries ago he'd have to sneak about his pregnant partner in order to take care of them he wouldn't have believed it. However here he was sneaking around Macaque as the exhausted monkey slept.

He stood up and pressed a soft kiss to Macaque's forehead. Then one to the bump, maybe one day he'd be able to provide with hiding but for now this was for the best. He turned back into a fly and disappeared out the window with a list of things his cubs and mate need.

[nhularin]

ENOUGH FOR YOU

PAIRING popular bf! sunghoon x f!reader GENRE angst no comfort, childhood friends to lovers to exes, highschool AU WARNING wonyoung hating sunghoon XTRA not as angsty as my other drabbles but..., not proofread, probably some grammar mistakes WC 1.3k series masterlist

june 2nd, 2002

"stop moping around and eat your sandwich"

wonyoung snickered, mac and cheese muffling her voice as your head laid restlessly on the metal ( probably dirty and oily) cafeteria table.

"like seriously, its been five days since he last messaged you. i always knew he was a jerk, pretty privilege is real! hes nothing but a ken doll with the way his words are filled with nonsense"

"leave him alone" you groaned, head still down, you could practically feel the acne screaming from underneath your skin "hes a nice guy, probably just busy"

"busy my ass, dont you see the way he literally follows that loser group like an overgrown chihuahua? if he can make time to buy booze for a bunch of 17 year olds then he can for sure make time for his amazing, smart and pretty girlfriend" wonyoung rolled her eyes as she stuffed bland coleslaw in her mouth

you looked up, dark bags adoring your face, you had been in a relationship with sunghoon since your freshman year. as children, you both had been inseparable ever since you moved to salt lake city, your bond growing stronger with each passing year. but now, as juniors, things felt different. he had recently joined the popular crowd, the same crowd you both used to talk shit about in between classes, and friday nights had become synonymous with parties and new faces.

tried so hard to be everything that you liked

the change had been gradual at first, but you couldn't help but notice how sunghoon had become the center of attention, attracting the gazes of both girls and sweaty boys alike. his charismatic smile and magnetic personality drew people towards him like moths to a flame, leaving you feeling like a mere extra and shadow in his presence.

but it was the encounters with the prettier, more popular girls that cut you to the core. you couldn't help but compare yourself to them, questioning if you were really deserving for sunghoon. the doubts grew louder with each unanswered message, as sunghoon seemed to drift further away.

you only sighed

"lets get this over with. you, pretty girl, find your ogre looking piece of shit of a boyfriend and im gonna stay at the entrance" wonyoung ordered sternly, her voice growing darker as she described your boyfriend

unable to bear the weight of uncertainty any longer and seeing you drown in the growing pool of self pity, wonyoung suggested going to the party where sunghoon tweeted where he was going to be at. maybe seeing him in person would provide some clarity. and so, you found yourself at the heart of the celebration, searching for a glimpse of the person who held your heart.

the night was filled with laughter and music as you stood in the midst of the crowded party. but amidst the lively atmosphere, a heavy sense of unease settled in your heart. you couldn't help but feel like a walking shell of sadness with the absence and lack of your boyfriend's warmth, your messages left unanswered for days dont make your overthinking self feel better either. the persistent doubt gnawed like an aggressive parasite in your mind, making you question if you were truly enough for him.

you found someone more exciting the next second, you were gone

it didn't take long for your eyes to land on him. sunghoon stood near the punch bowl, a radiant smile on his face as he engaged in a conversation with the head cheerleader joonhee. your heart sank at the sight, your fears of being replaceable seemingly coming true, his laughter and the way he touched her arm with familiarity stung deeply in your soul.

"1,2,3 breathe, 1,2,3 breathe" you whispered shakingly to yourself with closed eyes, trying to calm the storm inside of you

overwhelmed by heartache, you couldn't stand to witness any more. and so, running through the backdoor and through drunk teenagers, your breath came in ragged gasps as tears welled up slowly, refusing to fall, just like your pride. you couldn't bear to be in that suffocating environment any longer. the cool night air embraced you as you reached your car, parked in lee heeseungs empty suburb's parking lot.

as you sat in the car, your emotions overflowed, tears still threatened to fall freely as your soul filled with rage and betrayal. it was in that moment, surrounded by darkness and engulfed by doubt, that your vulnerability took hold. the floodgates of your emotions burst open, and a stream of tears cascaded down your cheeks. each tear held your deepest fears and insecurities, each sob a cry for validation and reassurance.

and you left me there cryin', wonderin' what I did wrong

"fucking shit" you sighed as incoming calls of wonyoung flooded your notifications. "should've listened to her, huh?" humorless laughter echoed in your crammy dark dimmed toyota. the silence was unbearable, fuelling the whispers in your head that you were not enough and you havent been good enough for him for a while. that you had lost sunghoon to someone who was prettier, much more interesting than you. but deep down, a glimmer of strength began to flicker within you

"why wasn't I enough?" you whispered, the words escaping your lips like a desperate plea. in the depths of your pathetic despair, you couldn't comprehend how you had fallen short, how you had failed to capture sunghoons attention and affection.

the car's small interior offered a temporary solace, shielding you from the actions of the world outside. the emptiness of the parking lot mirrored the emptiness you felt within, making the pain that coursed through your veins grow stronger. you gripped the steering wheel, your knuckles turning white as you tried to steady your trembling body (and if you were your friend, how you were going to run over your boyfriend)

but as the minutes ticked by, you began to actually listen to the daily "you're enough, you're enough. you deserve all the love and happiness in the world, from someone much better" mantra of your friend, realizing that your worth did not hinge on Sunghoon's approval.

you were more than just a measure of your relationship. you were a person with dreams, aspirations, and a heart that deserved to be cherished, regardless of whether it was by sunghoon or someone else.

with each tear that fell, a flicker of resilience ignited within you. screw him, you refused to let your doubts created by him define you. you refused to believe that you were not enough. slowly, you wiped away the tears, your reflection in the rearview mirror revealing tired and empty eyes

Taking a deep breath, you whispered to yourself, "I am enough, i am enough, i am enough. I am deserving of love and happiness." the words hung in the air, the words a combat fighting the doubts that had plagued your mind.

Don't you think I loved you too much to think I deserve nothing?

"and i deserve if from someone who values me" your voice cracked, dried tears threatening to fall again

as you started the car, the engine's purr resonated with newfound determination. you drove away from the empty parking lot, leaving behind the doubts and heartache that had consumed you. and as you navigated the darkened streets, a flicker of hope emerged, lighting your path towards self-discovery (having a midlife crisis at the ripe age of seventeen is normal, right?) and a love that would celebrate your true worth.

'Cause someday I'll be everything to somebody else

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That Girl Is Mine

Tara Carpenter x Saxophoneplayer!Fem!Reader

Summary: You play saxophone with a band called “Sweaters In Fall”, you and another girl plus three other guys are in it. You’re girlfriend Tara comes to see your biggest concert at the Radio City Music Hall (NYC), after the concert things do seem to work with you in the band

Warnings: Fluff, Cat-Calling, Little bit of blood, Pervert, sexual mentions, lots of cursing, some punching

Y/F/B: Your Favorite Band

Y/N/N: Your Nickname

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It’s the night before you and your bands performance at the Radio Music Hall.

You were very nervous, it was unusual for you to be this nervous. It wasn’t because of the people but it was because your girlfriend was coming to watch with her friends and her older sister Sam.

Not that you were scared of Tara being there, you were excited that the dark brunette and her friends were coming, it was just Sam.

Sam never really liked you, she had her suspicions. You respected that since after what they’ve gone through was tragic. This special night wasn’t just about winning an award to you but it meant to prove yourself worthy for Tara, you wanted Sam to see your talent and maybe she’ll like you. Maybe….

“Yo Y/n! What’s got ya all worked up?” Your bandmate Damien asked, he was a nice guy, he was a tall lengthy black man about in his middle twenties. “You’re not all pumped up like you normally are during rehearsal.”

“Just nervous I guess…” “Nonsense! You’re never nervous!” Kayleen hyped. Kayleen was your best friend, you guys were pretty close she was the reason why you joined the band. Damien and the other two guys were a little eh about another Saxophone player joining, but the raven hair just glared at them and had you join. You were the high voice of the group, the great Alto Sax player.

“Yeah, Y/N/N, you seem so low right now and you’re the loudest person normally.” Pip spoke, Pip was your 3rd favorite of the group. He was pretty quiet the majority of the time but he indeed was a fantastic Trumpet player. ‘Pip the Pipet’ Damien gave him the nickname, Pip hated it but he’s adjusted to it now since it sticks with him.

You all had nicknames, yours was Sexy Sax (boy you hate it but at this point you don’t care, Tara teases you about it), Kayleen’s was Sax Positive, every time you hear that nickname you can’t help but laugh a little. Damien’s is Damn Keyboard (idk) as he played keyboard in the band. Last but not least Dan…

you hated Dan oh boy, if you were to go ghostface he’d be the reason.

Dan was a creep in your opinion. Nobody else agreed though, he was just very…odd. He was an older man, I’d say in his early 40’s, he does have a lot of experience in jazz and band in general but he seemed off…every time after your solo in one of the songs you’d catch him looking at you with heart eyes, you’d catch him doing it to Kayleen as well. Eugh…you hate him

“Yeah baby stop being so low, your supposed have a high pitched voice in the band. If you know what I mean.” Dan said…flirted?

You wanted to throw up after he said that. Fuck he gives you the jeepers creepers.

“I’m fine guys I swear. It’s just my girlfriend is coming to watch tomorrow and her sister..isn’t quite found of me..” you rambled.

“Sorry to hear that champ. But everything will go great! Just…focus on yourself and not the crowed.” Damien explained, you have him a nod.

“Well, it’s getting late guys we should head home for the night,” everybody nodded in agreement with Pip.

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It was a quick walk home, you hadn’t lived far from Damien’s house. Which is where you guys rehearsed most days unless the Blackmore’s band director lets you in.

Moonlight On the River by Mac DeMarco was playing in your ears, your saxophone in case swaying in your left hand as you trotted in the perfect white snow on New York’s streets to your way home.

You swore someone was following you, feeling eyes staring at the back of your head. You stopped in your tracks turning around to see no one.

Maybe it’s an animal or my imagination?

You thought

As paranoid as you used to be it’s been higher ever since you heard about the ghostface attacks. Tara always pushed you away when you met, you weren’t sure why until you discovered she was The younger sister of Sam Carpenter.

Eventually you told her you don’t care about some psycho idiot under a ghost mask with a knife.

It wasn’t long after you confessed that you really liked her and started the first date. It’s been a few months since you guys started dating, you both were happy.

You told Tara you’d always be there for her if she wanted to talk about everything or anything else that’s keeping her down. She appreciates you for that, but also doesn’t want to burden you because she knows you have your own issues.

Opening your apartment door, stepping in and feeling the nice warmth greeting you. You flicked on the lights with your free hand after slipping off your shoes and walked to your bedroom.

You sat down your saxophone in the corner of your room as well as your backpack, coat. Walking over to your bed taking the snow covered sweater and sweatpants you were wearing off. (I’m more masc btw so masculine wear)

Putting on a white-T with a sweatshirt over that has Y/F/B on it and throwing on a black pair of sleep pants. That’s when your phone started buzzing in your bag.

You grabbed your bag again and opened it to grab your phone, seeing that your one and only was calling you.

With a smile you pressed the green button without hesitation and pulled the phone to your ear.

“Hey Baby!”

You blushed at her voice and nickname

“Hey Tar, how was your day?”

“Not bad, just- some arguing with Sam. You know, the usual.”

“Sorry to hear that, what was it about? If you done mind me asking.”

“It’s fine love, it was just about me walking alone to school. She needs to grow up sometimes, I mean I do appreciate her safety, it’s just a pain up my ass all the time.”

You understood Tara’s annoyance, your mom was the same. She’d harp on you about being safe even if your taking out the trash, (though you don’t live with her no more)

Sam was always protective, ever since the first Ghostface incident. Sam has prevented Tara from having outside friends (definitely after Quinn and Ethan).

That’s why Sam dislikes you, she’s scared you’ll be the next ghostface. But Tara wants Sam to understand that she’ll fall in love at some point, and she already has. It’s you

You’re the lucky girl

“Yeah I know hun, hey tell you what. Tomorrow night I’ll prove Sam with my magical music talent that I’m worthy!”

Tara chuckled, “sure baby, you are quiet talented my musical girl. I’m excited for tomorrow, by the way, how was practice?”

“Good, Kayleen and the boys are hyped. I think we’re all ready, I’m just a bit nervous…” you said, biting your nails.

“Why nervous Y/N/N? You’re never nervous.”

“That’s what the band said..haha.” You paused with a fake laugh. “I guess it’s me trying to prove how good I am to Sam, and how important you are to me.”

“Honey, even if Sam didn’t care about tomorrow then screw her, cause you shouldn’t care about what Sam thinks. It’s Sam! But I know Sam will get your trust eventually she just has a hard time opening up,” you sigh, “plus I think she’ll love it. Sam really likes music if you didn’t know.”

“I didn’t know actually, but thanks Tar.”

“No problem baby, I gotta go Sam needs my help with dinner. I’ll see you tomorrow night! Love ya!”

Your heart skipped a beat, “love you too, see ya!”

You smiled widely after Tara hung up. You were going to prove your worthy for Tara to Sam.

Sam doesn’t realize how much you love that little feisty girl

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It’s currently 7:30

Your show starts in thirty minutes

Sitting on an old chair in the back room as Kayleen does a few more touches with your make-up

You weren’t a big fan of wearing make-up, but Kayleen insisted on you wearing some especially for tonight. It wasn’t crazy make-up, just some highlights and eyeliner, nothing punk looking but more casual.

“Cmon Y/N/N you’re our sexy sax you gotta look sexy,” you rolled your eyes. “Even Pip gets a little bit of a make-over!”

“Uh-what?” Pip quipped.

“…Annnnd done!” Kayleen exclaimed, “it’s your turn Pip!”

Pip groaned but gave in

“A-are we all getting make-up?” Damien asked.

“No, Pip just doesn’t get the option because he’s one of our big soloists! But if you want make-up I’d be happy to-”

“Absolutely not,” both Damien and Dan said. The raven shrugged and went back to work

“So Y/N/N? How are you feeling?” Damien asked, as he sat next to you.

“Better, I talked to my girlfriend last night and told about my nerves but she said I’ll be okay and other things.” “Awe, she must be a real sweet one.” You blushed as his comment, Tara was a sweet one even if she’s a little feisty at times.

“We have about ten minutes left.” Dan looked at his watch.

“Shit!!” Kayleen squealed.

You laughed at her antics when she jumped to grab more blush

“We’ve got time girl.”

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Tara shifted in her seat as she looked around the interior of the Music Hall.

She’s never been inside the music building, she’s only passed in on walks, in a taxi or on the bus.

It was quite beautiful, the lights were pretty, the room was nice and warm and it was just gorgeous in general, it was a very open dome with a lot of people.

Sam didn’t want to spend a lot of money so they chose the middle seats on the balcony. Tara wouldn’t really be able to see you but the tv’s they had were enough to see your gorgeous face.

“God I’m so excited! Thanks again Sam!” Chad smiled bright. Mindy thanked her too.

“Of course,” Sam smiled. “Thanks Sam, seriously, you don’t know how much this means to me and especially Y/N/N.”

The older Carpenter smiled at her little sister.

“Up next we have our Jazz Band “Sweaters In Fall!!!”

When Tara heard your band name she perked up and watched ahead of her as she cheered with the crowed.

You and band walked up stage with your instruments, the keyboard and drums already set for Damien and Dan.

“Let’s meet our lovely band! Up first is Pip the Pippet! Our Trumpeter!” Pip smiled shyly.

“Second we have Sax Positive Kayleen!”

Mindy shook her head, “reminds me of Quinn sadly.” Tara chuckled a bit.

“Third we have Damien that Damn Keyboard!” Everybody laughed and cheered.

“Fourth we have Drummer Dan!”

“He looks like he’s sixty!!” Chad yelled. Tara didn’t like Dan, the stuff you’ve told Tara about him make her sick in the stomach but that feeling faded away once the guy announcing announced your name.

“Last but not Least! Y/N/N the Sexy Sax player!!” (Sorry not sorry)

Tara blushed when you waved a bit to the the crowed. Knowing you were looking for her.

“Let’s get this party started!”

~~~~~~~~~(sorry if it’s cheesy 😭)

You were at the last song of your album. The next song was more of something you wrote yourself. (Not actually 😭 cause that’d be copyright)

Tara cheered with the crowed once the song was finished. You eagerly searched for her in the crowed then spotted her a bit later.

You blew a kiss at her as she did it back.

“Cmon Y/n! We gotta go!” Pip called.

You nodded, taking one last glance in Tara’s direction before following your friends.

~~~~~~~~~~~

“That’s it! That was it my guys!” Damien screamed in victory.

“Eh it was alright-” “What do you mean it was alright Kay? That was our best yet!!” Pip cut off Kayleen.

You smiled bright once you entered the backroom. This was definitely the best performance you’ve had in awhile, and you were proud of that.

It didn’t matter to you if you won something but- it mattered that you did it. All you cared about was Sam liking you.

The band continued to talk about the performance whilst you put up your saxophone.

“Y/n!” You looked up at her voice.

Tara jumped into your arms with a big smile, Sam and her friends no too far behind.

“Hey babe! How’s you guys get in?” You looked over Tara’s shoulder, making sure no guards were about to run in saying they broke in.

“They let us in, I told them I was with you.”

“Now who’s this pretty lady?” Dan asked, he made your stomach curl and in a disgusted way.

“I’m Tara,” she said a little grossed out herself.

“Hey! Y/n, you can officially meet Sam now!” Tara turned to her older sister, motioning Sam to approach.

Sam looked at you with those ‘I don’t trust you eyes’. Sam scared you a bit, but being up close..Jesus you were more scared.

“Nice to meet you Y/n,” your eyes widened. Sam, Sam Carpenter being nice to you? She held out her hand waiting for you to shake it. “I-uh hi- S-Sam.”

Sam pulled her hand away and chuckled, “you don’t need to be afraid of me. Sorry for scaring you a bit, I’m a bit worried meeting new people. As Tara probably already told you.”

You nodded with a small smile. Tara was ecstatic with your first impressions on each other.

“Yo Y/n! You gonna introduce them?” Damien spoke.

“Oh uh- yeah! This is my girlfriend Tara her sister and friends. Guys this is Damien, Kayleen, Pip and-..Dan.” You pointed to the each of them.

There were some waves and hi’s

“Y/n, you didn’t tell me your girlfriend was hella hot.” Dan walked close.

“Excuse me?” Both you, Tara and Sam said.

“You heard me.”

You looked at Dan with hatred. “Back the fuck up.”

“Woah, no need to get all frisky babe.”

“Don’t fucking call her that!” Tara yelled.

You put a hand out in front of Tara, keeping her back.

“Damn, she’s loud too.”

“Shut the fuck up you perverted mother fucker!” You shoved Dan back, but it wasn’t long before he struck your nose with his fist.

You stumbled back, wincing and clutching your nose as it bled. “Y/n..”

“Oh come on Y/n, your worse than your are at pleasing her.”

That’s when Sam lost it as well. Sam punched Dan, you pushing Sam back to finish the job.

You grabbed him by the shoulders and slamming him against the wall. “I swear to fucking god! If you ever say any of those things ever again I’ll break your skull!!!”

“Hmp, I’d like to see you try.”

Damien and Sam both grabbed your arm before you got the chance to swing another punch at him.

“Let me go!!”

“Dan, get the fuck away! Go! You’re out of this fucking band!!” Damien screamed.

“Whatever, I didn’t want to be here anyways, I just wanted to see some ladies.” Dan chuckled.

You snarled. “Get him away from me.”

Damien and Pip nodded before getting Dan out of the room.

“Y/n-” “Let’s just go home.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“How’s it feeling?”

You and Tara were in her bedroom. After tonight’s event, your hand was swollen and bleeding. Sam checked it and no brokenness to it, just some bruises and scratches, plus it’ll sting.

“Like shit.” You huffed, laying back on her bed. Tara already patched you up, it hurt like a bitch too.

“I’m sorry,” “no. I’m sorry, I should’ve just kicked him off the band way before!” You threw your hands up.

“Baby, it’s not your fault. It isn’t your fault he’s some fucked up pervert, but thank you for defending me.” Tara brushed her fingers through your sweaty hair.

“Anytime..” you smile. Tara leaned down to kiss you on the lips, placing her scarred hand on your unharmed cheek.

“I love you.” “Love you too.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~

This is fuckin cheesy.

Sorry for not uploading this faster than I planned. Weird shit has happened this past week

I need ideas cause my brain hurts and I can’t think of anything rn

[nalyra-dreaming]

Do you think that, at the beginning of the episode, Armand kept Louis asleep so he could spin his little yarn about Lestat without the latter there with the express hope of selling Daniel on the telenovela? As well as maybe making peace/having some quiet time with the Daniel (read: his boy from SF) he kind of tried to protect from Louis' cruel Alice-rant last episode? Daniel has been continuously mocking Louis with the notion of Loumand being "a story that is being sold to him" so maybe this way, Lestat appears to be the bad guy yet again and further Lestat discussions are tabled except explaining how Louis got his groove back (and learned to forget about the 'ever-thinking-about-himself' Lestat)?

I'm a Loustater who was ready to live with Loumand because we have to, and thought I was willing to give Armand some trust that he's trying to protect Louis from doing something terrible in Dubai, but it seems that, with that fiction about Lestat, he's been withholding more than Louis ever did. And whether that's to save Louis or himself and likely both, I can't tell. I can't even imagine how we're going to have a walk-down-memory-lane discussion about the trial if Armand can't be remotely honest, even now, about Lestat.

Lastly, all that talk in theatre about the coven wanting Louis dead if he's not joining etc. Is all that telepathic murder plotting being freely discussed in Dubai?

Need help! Want to understand!!!!!!!!

Oh, I think Louis being asleep when the interview continues is a massive red flag, indeed. He was up during the day before, so why will he rise at sundown now? And why does Armand launch into a little fanfic version of Lestat while Daniel asks him a very different question?

And why did the Mac not record that one sentence?

The thing is... I think Armand is doing precisely what he was doing with Louis at the end of the IWTV book, namely a) lie to him about a few specific things, b) keep a kind of veil over Louis and c) protect him (from others and himself).

It's Armand! He's the coven master. He does what he thinks is best.

And of course he loves Louis, too, but... you know. At this point it should be very clear that Louis did not love him back as much as he seemed to do (before). Louis invited Armand in (and into a relationship with him) to not get killed. And to keep Claudia safe, too. THAT is their actual relationship start and fuck how bitter is that?????

The Louis in Dubai... has lived decades with whatever happened after that event in San Francisco. And whatever happened with the Devil's Minion arc there. And Armand... is still lying to him.

I said it in another ask, but by now I'm leaning towards Louis going to NOLA at the end of the season - and either finding Lestat there ... or NOT. And if he does not find him I can see him go and do the Merrick ending in the Merrick ending place.

I think episode 7 and 8 will shift a LOT of things, and no matter how the trial is narrated we already know it likely won't be how it went. It will be interesting to see if they break the narrative once more - or let Daniel read them to filth.

Because I can see Daniel do that. Because allll the little things, all the Talamasca files, all that background information he has now will click into place for him. Because he is very good at his job.

[lemon-ti]

Hi! I have to say that I really love your Au! Macaque and Mei did a perfect duo in season 4 so The Shadow's Gambit fits so well ★o★ 💚

I hope you don't mind me to ask in season 1 ep 9 since Macaque decides to betray MK to have Wukong’s power, would Mei also participate in this betrayal? Maybe Mac convinced her to do so or maybe Mei helped him without knowing MK was the target

Sorry I'm just very curious about this Au >u<

Heya! Sorry for the late reply, and thanks so much for your ask ^^

Throughout the whole episode, Mei believed she was doing the right thing.

Her only friend - aside from her trusted mentor - had just become the wielder of a mythical weapon, gaining incredible powers!

Maybe they could team up and fight bad guys together. Heck, her and MK might even bond over their adventures and become best friends again - just like when they were kids.

But just as Mei was about to rush off to challenge the delivery boy to a fight, Macaque stopped her.

Sure, his abilities far surpassed those of his foes at the time, but he lacked the resolve to deliver a finishing blow as both Mei and Macaque noted. He always let the enemy escape, barely injured, and free to cause more trouble.

Instead, the cunning shadow wielder proposed testing the "new hero" first. After all, it was obvious that MK was... well, just a bit too soft for the job.

And then there was his mentor. The boy was training under that "self-righteous bastard." The last thing someone so kind - so impressionable - needed was to fall under the influence of the likes of Sun Wukong.

And so, using the whole “giant monster terrorizing the city” as an excuse, MK tagged along with the infamous duo for some training. And, look, Mei wasn’t about to say it out loud, but those were some of the most fun days she’d had in ages! For a while, it even seemed like MK might actually stick around and join them for real. All that was left was the final test.

Of course, Mei got stuck waiting at the dojo (ugh >:/ ) while Macaque dragged MK off to fight the “big, scary, final challenge.” - The same shadow monster from before. (Mei still couldn’t believe MK fell for that! Was it really so hard to look into things more carefully?) But hey, whatever. Mei was confident—MK would absolutely crush it.

The only thing that came back crushed, though, was Macaque—bruised, battered, and with no MK in sight. He claimed he’d been ambushed by MK’s good-for-nothing mentor, who swooped in and somehow managed to convince the boy to turn on him too. (Though Macaque’s grumbled, vague details didn’t quite add up.)

Mei was ready to storm into the noodle shop right that second, fists clenched and demands blazing, if Macaque hadn’t stopped her. She was too upset to notice the flicker of amusement in his eyes or the faint curve of a smirk tugging at his lips.

The warrior looked… almost too pleased with himself for someone who’d just lost a fight.

[gnxosblog]

The new boy

Pt 3

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 ✵ 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧?

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ⁂ 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐯𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥?

Matt x reader

Not proofread*

~

Y/n pov

The rest of the schoolweek was kinda boring. It was nice being with friends and other people everyday and not being home that much. I did have some eye contact with Matt and I smile thinking of the memory. His cute smile and those eyes. Wow. The week kinda flew by and there were a lot of fights at home as usual. I mostly spend my free time in my room listening to music and meeting up with Kira, Josh and Aiden. It was now Saturday the day of the party and I was very excited to just get out of the house and party. Jake didn’t really live that far away from me so I could walk to the party.

From Kira

Hey can me, Josh and Aiden come over later for the party?

To Kira

Yes ofc! What time did you have in mind?

From Kira

I can be there around 3 and then we can meet Josh and Aiden at Mac Donalds around 5:30??

To Kira

Perfect see you soon!!! Ily

From Kira

Lym girl

It was currently 2pm and I decided to take a shower before Kira came over. After the shower I put on a vanilla body butter and dried my hair. I put on some blue shorts and a pink top. I turned on my box and put on some rap music. I was jamming to the songs when I heard a knock on the door. I opened the front door and let Kira in. My dad was on a work trip and my mom was a weekend away with one of her friends. “Hey girl.” Kira said. “Heyy.” I said. “I’m kinda hungry, do you have some food?” Kira asked. “Oh so that’s why you’re here for food.” I said with a smirk. “Yeah sorry I didn’t want to tell you.” Kira said. We both started laughing. “No but like fr do you have food?” Kira asked. “Yeah I have some crisps I guess.” I said. “Yummy thanks.” Kira said hugging me. We watched a movie and danced to music till it was 5:15pm. “Oh shit we have to leave to Macdonald’s.” I say. “Oh shit yeah we don’t want Aiden and Josh to get mad.” Kira said laughing. We walked out of the door to my car and got in. We drove over to Macdonald’s.

“Hey guys.” Me and Kira say as we walk over to the table Josh and Aiden were sitting down. “Hi y/n and hi Kira.” Josh said. “Hey.” Aiden said as his attention was already on his girlfriend and he pat on the seat next to him signaling for Kira to sit down. “So what you guys gonna order?” Aiden asked. “Probably some nuggets and fries.” I say. “Yeah same.” Kira says. “I’m gonna order fries and a big ass burger yo.” Aiden says. We start laughing. “I’m ordering the same as Aiden but without the big ass.” Josh says. We laugh again. God I loved these moments just our dumb humor and living in this moment and not think about anything else. After a while we got our food and finished it up. “So me and Kira are going back to my place to get ready for the party, you guys can join us.” I say. “Okay we’ll come.” Josh says. Me and Kira got in my car and Josh and Aiden followed us in Josh’s car.

We arrived at my place around 7:30pm. Jake’s party starts at 9pm so we got enough time to get ready. “You guys can just chill in my living room while me and Kira get ready.” I say before walking upstairs to my room. “God what do I wear?” I ask Kira. “Maybe like a dress, I’m wearing my black one.” Kira says. “Ooh hot, yeah I’ll wear my navy blue dress I guess.” I say. “Omg yes that’s one hot.” Kira says. I put on my makeup and decided to do something different and add a little eyeliner and line my eyes with eye pencil. I thought it looked good so maybe I’ll do this more often. I liked my lips and put on a gloss. “I’m ready.” I say. “Gosh hot asf.” Kira says. “Oh shut up look at you.” I say. “Ooh it’s 9:05pm, we better hurry.” I say. We walk down the stairs and put on some heels. I put on ones were the heel isn’t to long so I could still dance if I feel like it. “You guys finally done?” Aiden asks. “Yeah sorry it took so long babe.” Kira says. We walk out the door and made our way to the party.

-

We had only been at the party for 30 minutes now and Aiden was already a bit tipsy. Me and Kira were just dancing on the dance floor with drinks in our hands as I saw a familiar face. I saw Chris talking to Josh, my best friend Josh! Did that mean that Josh knew Matt? Did that mean Matt was also here? Why was Josh talking to Chris. I then noticed Nate, Nate was an old friend of Josh and they’d still catch up sometimes. Chris was probably friends with Nate but did that mean Matt was also? It suddenly got very hot inside and I made my way through all the sweaty dancing people. I walked to the back door and walked outside.

I let out a sigh as I walked over to a swing I saw in the backyard. I sat down my drink still in my hand. I went to take a sip as the back door opened revealing him. Matt was now walking outside and he didn’t notice me. It was quite dark so that made sense. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it up. I watched him as he inhaled the smoke, holding it for a bit before exhaling. God he looked good doing it. Why did I think about him in this way? I never liked anyone. I never thought of anyone like this. Of course I have thought about kissing a boy but I never found one that I wanted. Now I’m sitting here at 17, never kissed, never had a boyfriend, still a virgin and staring at a boy for the first time. Of course I’ve seen boys I found attractive but it was different, not like this. At this point he almost finished his cigarette. I was thinking about going up to him but what would I say. ‘Hey I’m y/n and I keep thinking about you and staring at you, I never thought of a boy like this but you’re different, nice to meet you.’ That would be weird asf, so I just decided to keep quiet and wait for him to get back inside. It was already later at night so the grass was damp. I tried to sit more comfortable but my heel slipped on the grass. Shit. A loud sound came from the swing I was sitting on. “You good?” I opened my eyes in shock as I hear Matt’s voice. God that voice is so attractive. “Hello?” Matt asked. I got shook out of my thoughts. “Uhm y-yes.” I say. “How long were you sitting there?” He asked. “Uhm 10 minutes or something. “Mmh so you were just staring at me then?” Matt asked. Oh God hell yes I was. “Uh no.” I said. Matt was now walking over to me. Shit. “Y/n right?” He asked. How tf did he know my name. My eyes widened. “Uhm yes.” I said confused. “How do you know that?” I asked. “You liked my insta post right?” He asked. Oh no he saw the notification, why did I unlike it oh god. I just looked at him my eyes slightly widened. “Or didn’t you?” He asked. “I got the notification but when I clicked on it I didn’t see anything.” He said. God I felt so embarrassed. I didn’t know what to say but the small amount of alcohol in my system still took the lead. “I was scrolling on insta and saw ur post when my mom walked in and I accidentally liked it, when I grabbed my phone again I unliked it ‘cause I figured it would be weird since you don’t know me.” The words flew out of my mind. Why was I so nervous? I normally didn’t have any problem talking to a boy. Maybe it was just Matt. His gaze, his clothes. His face, everything. He looked at me with an expression I couldn’t read. Oh god he probably thought I was weird. I fucked it up already. “Oh you didn’t have to unlike it, I didn’t mind.” Matt suddenly says. Oh. My. God. He didn’t mind? “Oh okay noted.” I said. God why did I say that such a loser. “I’m Matt btw but I think you already knew that since you’re in my class.” He said. I nodded. “Nice earrings.” He said. I looked back at him, he had a small smile on his face. “You too.” I said smiling. I felt my face going red. He noticed them omg. “Wanna go back inside it’s kinda cold?” Matt asked. “Uh yeah sure it is pretty cold.” I said. We made our way through the backyard back to the house.

As we walked inside the living room my eyes instantly met with Kira. Her eyes were wide and filled with shock. I didn’t tell her about Matt but she definitely noticed me staring this past week. “Hey y/n, over here.” I heard Josh saying. I walked over to him. Matt following me. “Hey, Josh.” I said. “Who’s this?” Josh asked. “Oh this is Matt.” I say. Matt shakes Josh’s hand. “Hey nice to meet you, Josh.” Matt says. “Yeah nice to meet you, Matt.” Josh says. “So how do you guys know each other?” Josh asks. “Oh we actually just met.” I say. “Yeah someone was staring at me.” Matt says. I push his shoulder. “Shut up I wasn’t.” I say. Matt laughs. “Yeah sure.” He says. Josh looked at me with a confused look. I just smiled at him.

-

“Hey I’m gonna smoke again, wanna come?” Matt asks. “Uh yeah sure.” I say. We walk outside together. Matt grabs a cigarette and puts it in between his lips. God that looked so good. He grabbed a lighter and lit the cigarette. He inhales the smoke and keeps it in for a second. “Can I try?” I ask. I never thought those words would leave my mind but the way he was doing it made it look good. He exhaled. “You sure?” He asked. I nodded. He handed me the cigarette and I put it in between my lips. I already studied him while he was doing it so I just did what I saw. I inhaled the smoke and held it for a bit before exhaling. I coughed while exhaling. “First time smoking?” Matt asked. “Yep:” I say. “I see.” He says with a small grin. “So are you and Josh dating?” Matt asked. I laughed. “Me and Josh? No never he’s my best friend he’s like a brother to me.” I say. “Why you asking ?” I ask. “No nothing just curious, I saw the way he was looking at you.” Matt says. Looking at me what. “What do you mean looking at me?” I ask. “Well he looked kinda jealous when I told him you were staring at me:” Matt says. “Nah sure he wasn’t, he’s just protective over me.” I say. “If you say so.” Matt says. “Shut up Matt.” I say laughing. He inhaled the smoke from his cigarette again. “Why are you always staring at me while I smoke?” Matt asks. “I’m not, just observing.” I say. Matt laughs. “Observing, god. Name a better excuse.” He says. I just roll my eyes. “Can I try again?” I ask. He nods and hands me the cigarette. I inhale again, hold the smoke before exhaling. This time I didn’t cough. “Gosh you’re a natural.” Matt says. I laugh.

-

Me and Matt hung out outside for about an hour. “I like this more than the party.” I suddenly say. Matt locks eyes with me. “What do you mean?” He asks. “Just being here outside talking.” I say. “You like hanging out with me more than the party?” He asks. I didn’t specifically say with him but it is what it is meant and he knew it. I nodded. “Well me too.” He says. His words make my face go red. Was he flirting with me? I don’t even know how that works or anything. “Y/n?” Matt asks. “Yeah what?” I ask. “Why were you staring at me for this past week?” He asks. I swallow. Omg he saw me. I felt my face go even more red. Matt noticed. “You didn’t have to feel ashamed, if I saw you staring it meant I was looking too.” He says. Omg. I look back up at him and he has a sweet smile on his face. “Y- you were?” I ask. “Yes how could I not?” He says. Omg his words make me blush even more. He steps closer to me, now hovering over me. I swallow. “Why are you so nervous?” Matt asks. I just looked at him words not being able to get out of my mouth. I was frozen. I have never been this close to a boys face before. I looked at his lips and then back at his eyes. Gosh the way I wanted to kiss him so badly even though I never did It before and didn’t know wtf to do. I saw him doing the same. Looking at my lips then back at my eyes. I moved even a bit closer. Before I knew it his lips were on mine. I was kissing a boy?! I was kissing Matt?! I kissed him back. I didn’t know what I was doing but I just went with it. I felt his tongue on my lips wanting access. I opened my mouth giving him it. I felt a weird feeling in my stomach. His hands were on my hips and mine were on his neck. After a long make out session, I pulled back. Our lips were both swollen and red from the kissing. I looked him in the eyes. I smiled at him and he smiled back. I wanted to say something when the door opened. “Y/n come quick we have to go home, Aiden just threw up in the living room.” Kira said in the door opening. I looked at her. “What Jesus.” Before I knew it I got pulled inside of the house by Kira. I looked back seeing Matt still smiling. I smiled back at him before I couldn’t see him anymore.

“What were you doing outside with him?” Kira asked inside the car. I saw Josh looking over at me. “Nothing just talking.” I said while my face gained a small pink blush. “OMG you kissed him?” Kira asked. Josh his eyes were now widened. I nodded softly. “Omg girl your first kiss.” Kira said pulling me in a hug. “How was it? Was it good? Was it with tongue?” She asked. “Kira.” I groaned. “Omg it was with tongue, lucky girl.” I looked away tryna hide my smile but it was almost impossible. God that kiss was so good. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. And I couldn’t stop thinking about Matt.

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A/n ooh. Lmk your thoughts. Leave feedback!!! And stay tuned for more parts! Ly x

[flamingoprincess25]

Hello! Are your headcannon requests still open? Okay, so I was thinking about that Disney princess post you made and I was wondering if you could maybe write headcannons about the boxers going to Disney World for a week. :3

Thnx in advance 💖✨️

OHOHOOHO I LOVE THIS ONE

(Let's see if I remember anything from my Disney trip in 2019 AUGHHH)

LITTLE MAC

The first thing he and Doc bought were obviously Mickey ears (Doc got ones that look like chocolate)

Doc gave Little Mac money to spend but it all got spent in one gift shop.

He did go to every park. (His favorite is Magic Kingdom)

Got to meet all the characters and get their autographs

GLASS JOE

Got a bit of social anxiety by the sheer amount of people in the parks

Was too broke and couldn't afford much

Absolutely LOVES the sweets they got

Threw up after riding Space mountain with the big boys.

Got a snowglobe (he loves collecting snowglobes)

VON KAISER

Actually brought his students with them. They basically fucked around with Aran Ryan.

Surprisingly, his favorite park is Epcot. (Almost thought it was the world's biggest golf ball 😭)

Makes sure everyone sticks in a group (it didn't last not even for 10 seconds)

Loves the Snow White coaster and would ride it over and over if the lines weren't so long.

DISCO KID

Blasted a whole Disney playlist the whole way there

Nearly passed away on some rides (*cough* tower of terror *cough*) and definitely passed out on a majority of the rides.

Attracted a crowd in Hollywood Studios from break dancing

Was SO HAPPY to meet Stitch (He was one of his favorites)

Would NOT stop singing the songs on repeat (Sandman wanted to BEAT his ass)

Got so many souvenirs he had to get another bag.

KING HIPPO

Has absolutely no idea where he's going or what this place is.

Fell in love with Animal Kingdom (some places in the park reminded him of home)

He actually got to see Kevin and he was so happy the whole trip. (He even got a Kevin plushie for himself)

Hogged everyones dole whip on the hottest day of the trip

Had a fucking BLAST at the water parks (don't know the names bc I never went there 😭)

PISTON HONDO

Didn't really mind the trip (He's been to Disney World Japan god knows how many times)

Attempted to take some of the food back home, only for it all to get eaten by Hippo

Was "Harassed" by storm troopers in Hollywood Studios

Kept comparing everything in Disney World to the one in Japan like bitch stfu and enjoy the trip.

Was mostly chill and did join some shenanigans.

BEAR HUGGER

Loves both Animal and Magic Kingdom

Fucking cried when he met Mickey (bro sobbed for hours)

Actually snuck his squirrel into the parks

Got Mickey ears for both him and his animal friends (Some were too big bless)

Oversleeps back at the hotel and sometimes misses the trams to the parks

Got a shit ton of stuffed animals

GREAT TIGER

Didn't need the trams to get to the park dude just fucking teleports there

He let's his clones fuck around but NOT with Aran Ryan or Von Kaisers students

Like Hondo, he was chill

Got to meet princess Jasmine and got her autograph.

Got a few collectibles (mostly jewelry)

Recorded a rap song about his trip a week later

DON FLAMENCO

OBVIOUSLY brought Carmen with him

He and Carmen wore matching Mickey ears

When he rode tower of terror, he let out the most girly horror scream in existence and was constantly bullied for it

Loved all the sweets they had but almost overindulged with an upset stomach.

He took Carmen to see all the Disney princesses

Became a princess at one point bc of Carmen (girly pop got him a dress, tiara, everything)

ARAN RYAN

Dude was a fucking menace

Took Von Kaisers students wherever they wanted to go (don't trust him babysitting he's gonna let me do fuck around and find out)

Almost got arrested....twice

Had beef with Merida and would shortly befriend the actress behind Merida. (He thought she was cool)

Shoplifted a bunch of shit and somehow got away with it

SODA POPINSKI

Fucking chugged down every drink the park had to offer

His favorite ride is Expedition Everest

Was unfortunately too tall for most of the rides

He didn't do much besides buy some souvenirs and meet characters (Cried when he met Olaf lmao)

BALD BULL

It was a nice trip for him but not with all the people pissing him off

Chilled in the pools at the hotels most of the time.

Was the spy in that one interactive Star Wars ride and made the most flabbergasted face known to man

Enjoyed the food there but almost caused a food fight.

SUPER MACHO MAN

Posed with the characters while getting his picture

Wanted to be in the shows they play but couldn't

Was another victim to the storm troopers but played along horrifyingly good (get bro an Oscar)

"I'm on a diettt" is later caught eating sweet shit

Absolutely LOVES Hollywood studios

The rest of the gang are the whole fucking reason why he's in debt

MR. SANDMAN

Didn't want to come but was forced to

Actually SMILED?! when he met Mickey and Minnie (he was picked on unfortunately)

Loves the star wars areas

Didn't buy much. All he got was a t shirt and a keychain

This is all I got for now (I tried, might edit it soon 😭) but let me know what y'all think!

Bonus HC: They did the most DIABOLICAL photo shoots on Splash Mountain (this takes place in 2009 SHHHH) for example:

(Anyways that's all!)

[hatelangdon]

I got you, baby.

Pt 1 / 1094 words.

(Franken!Kyle x Witch!Reader)

Angst, Hurt/ No comfort turns into Fluff and Hurt/comfort

(🚨Warnings: ABUSIVE language from a partner, physical ABUSE from a partner, crying, verbal stutters, anxiety attack? Maybe?🚨)

Summary: Zoe left, it was all too much for her. Kyle has made himself physically ill from the heartbreak he feels, and Madison isn't necessarily the best caregiver and someone needs to show him some kindness.

(A/N: I love my sweet angel baby, he deserves only the best. IM SO SORRY IF THIS BREAKS YOUR HEART IT BROKE MINE WRITING IT Also, this is not proofread i'm sorry but Kim, there's people that are dying.)

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It had been a week since Zoe's departure from the coven, it was all too much. Taking care of Kyle, Madison's constant harassment, and the pressures of training her powers had drowned her spirit. She had managed to make it out of Kyle's grip in the middle of the night and sneak out.

The only thing that she left was a goodbye note telling Kyle that she loved him but ultimately she chose herself. 

Nights were always the hardest you could hear Kyle crying throughout the walls of the mansion.

 Zoe had basically left him high and dry and in the hands of Madison, who’s attempts to comfort him weren't the greatest. Her patience was thin and if Kyle wasn't calming down fast enough for her she would often become very cruel towards him.

The other girls tried to help him stay sane during the day, Queenie would often read to him, and misty would play Fleetwood Mac and invite him to dance, in attempts to lift his spirits.

You wanted to do more but you had only joined the coven about a month ago so you didn't really know Kyle well enough to extend more than a passing smile if he was near. 

It would work for the most part, he felt better as long as he was distracted.

But once nighttime rolled around and he had no Zoe to hold onto that's when everything would change. It had gotten so bad that Cordelia often had to create botanic concoctions from the greenhouse and have him drink it as a sedative so the poor baby could get some sleep, instead of keeping himself awake from sobbing from heartache. 

It was Wednesday, 8 PM that's usually when the trouble started

“Zoe…Zoe...” you could hear Kyle sobbing but his voice was more hoarse than usual

“she's not here you idiot! I keep telling you this! she left you, she didn't want you, she doesn’t love you like I do!,” Madison barked back

which only made Kyles cries louder, he hated when she spoke to him like that.

“I am so sick of this!”

There was suddenly a loud thump on the wall and you heard Kyle scream which caused you to get out of bed and see what was going on.

Madison had thrown him back onto the wall where she was repeatedly kicking him and yelling.

” I'M THE ONLY ONE LEFT WHO CARES ABOUT YOU! STOP CALLING FOR HER, SHE'S NOT COMING BACK YOU ONLY HAVE ME!”

It's only made Kyle cry harder as he shielded his face from her relentless attacks, he was much stronger than her and more than capable of throwing her across the room if he wanted, but he couldn't seem to get up.

“Kyle sorry! Kyle Sorry!” He choked out repeatedly but Madison was not letting up.

She suddenly stopped, stooping down and grabbing his face making him look up at her.

“you wonder why Zoe left," she scoffed "look at how needy and ungrateful you are, I'm trying to help you and all you can think about is her.”

Your heart broke at the sight, and without even thinking you had thrown Madison across the room with a flick of your wrist. You didn’t even know you had the power, but it came to you with ease in that moment. You marched over to Madison where you had thrown her, even though Kyle was in distress you needed to set her straight first and give him time.

“HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?” She sat up to look at you, rubbing her head

“have you lost yours?” Your tone was so calm it was almost sinister, you stare down at her your eyes piercing she suddenly started to cough it felt like someone was gripping her throat, you were doing it, with your mind. “Now, Madison I'm going to keep this very short and simple for you,” you tilted your head

“you can choose to leave the house or I can crush your windpipe, and have you die a second time." You smiled "hold up your fingers, option one or two?”

Madison, lips blue held up her index finger and you released your grip from her neck.

“I never wanna see anything like that again.” your glare intensified and you turned around to check on Kyle.

"stupid bitch"  Madison stood up, of course she tried to lunge at you but you're smarter than that, all it took was a slight raise of your hand and she was frozen mid air, you decided to keep her that way.

Kyle had balled himself into the corner, he was absolutely inconsolable, hitting his head with his hands as he sobbed

“Stupid, stupid, stupid” he repeated over and over again as his face only got redder and redder.

Your already broken heart had torn clean in half at the sight. You got down to his level 

“Kyle no, no no no no no” you whispered, grabbing his hands to stop him from bashing his own head

“Hey buddy, it’s y/n. You’re safe, just calm down for me." You tried to rub his back to comfort him, but you were suddenly surprised by his arms wrapping around you completely, as he sobbed into your shoulder, shaking.

“I'm sorry she did this to you, I got you. I got you." You rubbed his cheek with your thumb, trying to soothe him as he hid himself away in the crook of your neck, you could feel his muscles become less tense as you held him. He felt so warm, and his eyes were rimmed red and puffy, he obviously wasn't feeling very well.

"Let's get you into bed honey, you're exhausted." you rocked him back and forth, his cries had calmed down but his hold on you had not eased. You were very careful to lift him with your own body, you felt him tense back up as he realized Madison was still in the room although she was frozen his knees buckled, if you hadn't been holding him up he would've fell back down.

"...We'll put you in my bed tonight, is that okay?" you held his cheek in the palm of your hand while his big brown eyes met yours.

He nodded

"Y-y-y/n g-good." he pressed his forehead to yours.

you blinked a couple times, and nodded,

"I am good, I'm going to take care of you Kyle. okay? I won't let anyone else hurt you."

The blonde gave you a gentle smile, and held your hand as you lead him down the hall to your room.

(Part 2 )

[honeyhive65]

LIST OF MONSTERS/CREATURES FOR PUNCH OUT

Someone said I should post the list. I know it was one person but I wanna do it. I’ll also make concepts for their contender and TD matches (I only have joes which I’ll probably put here)

MINOR CIRCUIT

Glass Joe- originally was the only other human. Got turned into a vampire after trying to help someone near an alleyway. Woke up in the dumpster and still trying to adapt. Unfortunately never told his doctor about his predicament (he has woken up in the morgue multiple times).

Von Kaiser- a monster similar to Frankenstein monster. Some scientists wanted to create a boxer using the body parts of some of the best boxers they knew. Unfortunately the product did not meet their expectations and is sitting comfortably down in the minor circuit.

Disco Kid- a friendly zombie who recently rose from its grave. No memory of his life but recently rediscovered boxing, disco, and Micheal Jackson. Managed to be so inspired by thriller he likes to break it down right there in the ring. He’s a bit stiff but he’s still got that spirit in him.

King Hippo- nobody really knows why he came from the sea to land JUST to box. Maybe someone threw an old poster into the ocean and made its way to him. This sea beast may not speak any human language but he sure knows how to throw a punch. Stole clothes from a drowned sailor however the pants are a bit loose even on him.

MAJOR CIRCUIT

Piston Hondo- some people mistake this spirit for a yokai, however he’s just a regular looking ghost. In his life he was an excellent boxer. Most knew his training methods were extreme but nobody ever thought that he’d take “train til you drop dead” a little too seriously. Still he manages to haunt the WVBA determined to keep boxing.

Bear Hugger- he may seem like a human at first but there’s always that one day most people avoid taking a match with him. From evening to morning on a full moon is when his schedule is almost always free. Most people don’t want to get clawed by a werewolf but there have been a few who tried…let’s just say the results in the hospital weren’t pretty. (NOTE: despite the species rivalry, he’s actually pretty good friends with Joe. Being someone who was a human himself he tries his best to give as many tips as he can to adapt)

Great Tiger- a genie who tricked its master into freeing him, tiger now spends his freedom here in the WVBA. He never gives a straight answer for why he wanted to spend his free time here of all places but hey he’s happy at least. Enjoys human opponents the most since they’re the most easy to mess with.

Don Flamenco- did he come from outer space? Was he given a little too much fertilizer? Or perhaps he is just a nymph who lied about his origin. Don was a rose who somehow gained sentience and has taken a more humanoid form. The best way to find out how to be more human to him? Well boxing of course! He may be carnivorous though so watch your back.

WORLD CIRCUIT

Aran Ryan- with Joe now being a vampire, Aran has taken the place as the only human contender in the WVBA…at least before Mac joined. Despite this he seems just as freaky as the others. His superstition keeps him from bonding with the other boxers and maybe even some humans that occasionally join. He gets a little…paranoid.

Soda Popinski- Seeing an advertisement on the WVBA, this abominable snowman quickly left home to check it out. Coming out from his home, he quickly discovered his love for boxing and sugary sodas. It’s however too hot for him to look presentable so all he wears most times is a speedo.

Bald Bull- A Minotaur who’s been at the WVBA for what seems to be forever…at least to most people here. Some don’t even know when he joined and others never bothered to ask. Only exception is doc but he never seems to want to talk about it. He tends to enjoy time alone so best not to bother him or else you might find a horn in your chest.

Super Macho Man- Most people have to avoid being in the front of him and sometimes the sides due to one of his so called signature moves. Macho is a trans gorgon who thought that going into a sport involving punching one’s face was a good idea. You really couldn’t afford his sunglasses although best not to break them. You could end up cold as stone if you do. Where do you think all those decorative statues came from?

Sandman- not much is known about his species but he claims to be something called a dreamcatcher. A creature who can manifest dreams into reality. Nobody knew about it before he came along but what does matter is he seems friendly enough and has even taken a liking to that Gorgon just below his rank (SURPRISE SUPERSAND RAAAAAAH sorry. Also credits to @wvbaandtheboys for making the species/creature I used)

Okay that’s all also I’ll probably also make tempered glass for this. Why? Cause I can and I like the ship so I have to feed myself somehow. Also here’s the concept for joes contender and TD.

Contender- Mac got lucky and doc managed to talk Joe into a day match. A good beginning for someone’s career for Joe is a bit sluggish and looking like he’s on the verge of passing out. He may not burn up in the sun but it sure does exhaust him. Constantly drinking a mysteriously red substance during intermission.

Title defense- His poor unassuming doctor can’t understand how Joe keeps coming back from the dead. His vitals are all off but Joe insists it’s just a cold. His doctor decided to put him on a different diet to help him be healthier and maybe put some weight on those bones of his…unfortunately the doctor gave Joe a not so vampire friendly diet and Joe as slowly gone in a more crazed state from it. For the safety of the other boxers, the WVBA graciously gave Joe a makeshift muzzle from a helmet and something attached. He’s faster and more unpredictable in this state and will try and lunge at opponents to get something in his starving state. Not even the sun can stop him from getting a meal but hey the helmet protects his head at least! Just…try not too hit it too hard or that piece covering his mouth might detach.

[stars-are-above]

Info dumping abt my post finale Inanimate Insanity au/hc!

WARNING SPOILERS FOR THE ENTIRETY OF II

This is a rly long post and sleep deprived written so be prepared

Heyo hi! my brain is currently rotting sooo I’m going to rant abt it!! wooo anygays strap in for this yap fest. Ik s4 coming out soon but let me have my fun for now 😔 Not adding s1 remaster into account until thats over I don’t want to confuse myself

First I’m just gonna start off where the characters live. I’m only gonna list out purg/mepad mansion residents +extras cause if I did hotel hoot I fear we’d be here all day so anyone I don’t mention they just live in the hotel :)

Mepad/Purg mansion-

Obviously the og group is still living here (Marsh, Apple, Bow, Dough) plus Knife now cause he’s dead (sobs) and due to ii18 ending I’m guessing Suitcase is joining also them.

It makes the most sense for Box to also live here, Suitcase and her are basically instant friends and it might be slightly awkward in the Hotel with objects like Trophy, Nickel, Balloon, TK and everyone else. She’d definitely visit the hotel a lot but her main residency would be here. 

Taco lives here mostly cause 1) guilt 2) she has a rocky relationship with both Paper and OJ and 3) its so much less chaotic then the hotel  and this girl is one anxiety attack away from cracking and ending herself 😭.  Tho she visits the hotel (and more specifically Soap & Mic) 2 times a week so it’s all good!!

TOILET LIVES IN MEPAD MANSION i scream as they drag me into the infirmary. okay so maybe I’m so brainrotted with both Sour swirl (toico) and toipad but he lives here trustttt. He’s probably reallyyy injured so he can’t go back to wherever he resides (since he’s not a part of meeple or melife) and still wants to process Mepads death so it makes sense that they nurse him back to health here. Plus everyone has a new found appreciation for him after everything!!! Go my Suitcase and Toilet friendship and Toico agenda!!!! 

Frequent visitors are Pickle, Mic, Soap, Paintbrush, Balloon, OJ and Paper. You can probably guess who’s visiting for who.

Testtubes “secret” lab-

Back with another “Star pushing their ships onto everyone” find out what happens next time on- *explodes*. Okay but seriously I feel like TT, Fan, PB and LB would be living here just as a silly poly couple. Every day is like what silly adventures do we go on today?! And every Saturday is movie night!!! God I love them.

Bot probably has a room there however, Bot lives everywhere tbh. They also have a room in the Hotel (which is rly just a shared room with Goo). Bot and Goo are like kids that the Polylights babysit a lot to the point that they’re basically all family but not rly related. Idk if that makes sense it’s 3:00 am and I’m tired as fuck ;-;

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Now with the living arrangements out of the way, here are some important hcs!! 

-Everyone who got killed by MephoneX in the finale has a scar where he stabbed them (he stabs them in my humanized au with a spear it just makes sense to me shhh) -Mephone4 & 3GS sometimes visit & call the contestants (mostly the ones that forgive 4 cause everyone loves 3GS lets be real) both of them are Bots goofy uncles -Lifer, TK, Taco and Soap are the official doctors/healers of the cast. Need to be bandaged up? Go to Lifer. Sick as fuck? TK will gladly make you the most delectable soup or Mac and cheese that will heal you and ur inner child. Don’t know if the berry’s you found in the woods will kill you? Taco will lecture you on the different kinds poisonous fruits. And you need cleanliness tips? *cough cough Fan cough cough* Ask Soap and she’ll give you a whole shower routine.  -On the other hand, TT, Fan and Pickle are the tech experts for everyone. -OJ teaches Suitcase how to not go bankrupt and commit tax fraud -Mepad is currently being fixed by TT -Balloon has somehow, by some miracle, has not popped yet /silly -Taco homeschools Apple sometimes! She’s doing very well and is actually able to understand most words now :) 

I might update this list later with more important things but this is all can think of rn

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That’s about all there is to this rn I hope at least someone found some coolness in this idk sorry its written so poorly its currently 4:23 am, I haven’t slept at all and I’m about to crash out. Adhd I hate you. Anygays good bye and have a silly and joyess day!!!

Side note everyone in the cast is currently in therapy yippee!! <3

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Wouldn't it be twisted if, even after Yubei is born, Macaque still didn't realize the reasoning he lost his eye was because he himself had been a threat to his mate's unborn child until they were in the Scroll of Memory? If he still felt some resentment towards Wukong for that and wad jsut willing to put it aside for the sake of the cub up until he and MK see the battle where Macaque lost his eye, and with rage and anger clouding his senses, Macaque could clearly see how Wukong was trying to tell him something and remained on the defensive until Macaque's younger self made a move towards Wukong's stomach? If he only just then noticed the fact there was a baby bump on Wukong even back then and how Wukong's pilgrim brithers tried several times to step in only to be pushed back by either an angered Mac or Wukong himself (because as far as Wukong is concerned this is a private matter between Him and His Mate and also said mate is his equal in battle and pissed off so please just STAY BACK WHERE YOU CAN'T GET HURT YA IDIOTS!!)

I feel like it would be the point where Macaque really has it sink in that; "Oh gods, he was terrified of me in that moment." Since after a point, he knows Wukong has been pregnant since the start of the Journey through Wukong himself and/or MK.

Cus whilst him and Wukong are sorta back together, they still have "hey remember when you took my eye?" "remember when you tried to kill my master?"-type arguments. To the point that Macaque was relieved that Wukong had "only" gotten himself trapped in an artifact and not walked out on him and had taken the baby with him.

And when he and MK stumble across a fight that he really didn't want the kid seeing? Mac pauses.

Mac sees how his cudgel nearly struck Wukong's stomach.

He sees how his King's eyes flash with rage and how he instinctually slashed Macaque across the right side of his face to disorrient him.

Mac sees how his younger self's vision blurrs with blood and hate and how he ignored a plea from the King that his many ears failed to hear;

"Plums, please! I'm-"

The scene flashes back to the beginning just before they see Wukong move to swing the Ruyi Jingu Bang towards Macaque's frenzied strike.

Macaque in the present day falls to his knees. He watches the scene replay multiple times before MK shakes him from his catatonia. All he can feel around him is the wind of that final encounter.

MK: "...Thats what happened between you two, right? Not just under mountain." Macaque: "Yeah." MK: "You really didn't know at the time, did you?" Macaque: "I should have. If I had just... listened." MK: *conflicted cus he's wanting to comfort Mac, but still needs to find Wukong* *kneels down to join Mac on the ground* MK: "Well, you can start by maybe hearing the Monkey King out a little more on stuff. Stuff you guys fight about." Macaque, wincing: "You know about the fight?" MK: "He was telling me about it while we were cleaning. Before we... found the Scroll... You really think I can't handle what life is gonna throw at me?" Macaque: "I... I don't want you to make the same mistakes I've made. You saw what that leads to." MK: "I'm gonna make mistakes. No matter how well you guys prepare me for it. I'm gonna run into stuff I'l never see coming. I definitely didn't expect a magic scroll to eat my family, or expect a Lion dude you guys used to know taking over the universe... but I know we can fix it together. We just need to believe we can." Macaque: "Just a smidge, right?" MK, smiling wide: "Yeah. Just a smidge." *they share a fatherly-son-like hug* MK: "Now lets go find our King." Macaque: "Agreed."

This is about the point in their wander that they find memories relating to Wukong's relationships after the Journey. How he mourned for centuries under all those friends he held dear.

And how he had to make a hard decision on whether or not to keep a certain brown-furred monkey cub...