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sylus's little twins — intro

— meet Lucian & Kyros, sylus’s little energy storm! ٩(^ᗜ^ )و ´-

ʕ ꈍᴥꈍʔ: hi hi hi! im so excited to get this out hehehe, a formal-ish introduction to the twin boys i've been writing about in my boydad!sylus au. they were initially passing thoughts, but with all of your continuous enthusiasm towards the littles, they'd grown into these darling characters. i hope you enjoy & love them as much as i do! ❀-urs

kyros & lucian highlight | sylus x reader | parenting hcs/scenarios, little twin hcs, mama!reader, soft boydad!sylus 💕 ft. big twins (luke & kieran)!

general info:

☆ Lucian was born first, Kyros 10.9 minutes later 

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sylus was there for all the check-ups & ultrasounds but only found out you were having twins during the last check-up. 

Lucian has always been more energetic and drawn to the spotlight, even in the womb— Kyros, sleepier and cozier, has tucked himself behind his brother in all their photos. It wasn't until the final weeks that Lucian decided to reveal his first little surprise to his parents— when he shifted and made way for them to meet the second heartbeat. Sylus had to take a seat. "Beloved, breathe," you chuckled, rubbing his thumb with your own as he blinks away the spots in his vision.

sylus barely slept the first three days they were born, watching all three of you like a guard dog 

not so much worried that something terrible will befall something so wonderful 

but just… taking it all in— something he'd never thought he'd have in any lifetime, and yet here you are. giving, giving, giving— his generous heart.

he walked to your side of the bed, pressed kisses to your forehead as you slept. you’d stir awake to him brushing your hair out of your eyes, feeling your cheekbones with the pad of his thumb. eyes soft and teary like melting lava. you yawn, catching his wrist with your fingers. “you okay? is something wrong?”  he smiles, shakes his head. “no. everything’s perfect.” 

he hovers over the boys constantly. quick to pick one up when he stirs.

"hello, little one, shh..." he murmurs. his voice breaks at the volume, unused to being so careful before. but he is trying. he will try everyday. "papa is here. papa's got you."

cant help but poke on their cheeks as they sleep, or ruffle their hair with his finger (they're so small, he can't believe it)

the first twin to grab his finger and hold on is kyros, and sylus needed several minutes to compose himself 

when one or both cries, sylus is always the first to respond. he checks diapers, gas and if it’s hunger, he wakes you gently (he's master of the night shift atp)

tummy time was difficult for him in the start, fearing the baby wouldn’t like it, that he’d run too warm or he accidentally shifts them the wrong way. but once he starts, it becomes his favorite pastime.

he hums to them, sings to them, reads to them. theres always at least one strapped to his chest as he goes about his day in the base.

when they get a little older and they can roll over on their bellies, sylus spends hours on his belly too, studying their faces and expressions. his sole purpose is to make them react. peek-a-boo is a favorite.

when lucian starts to babble (kyros will follow soon after) sylus is over the moon. he loves talking back to them. 

“ahh-ah. ooo-ea-ea.” kyros coos, pulling his legs up and down as if bouncing. “i understand, but mephisto is made of metal.” sylus says, chin resting on the nest his forearms had formed on the edge of the bassinets. “ah a wi wi waaaghu” lucian counters. “i didn’t see it that way. maybe i will try to change his synthetic fibers.” sylus nods. “ji ji aah! ah!” kyros. “and pre-record wheels on the bus, yes.” 

sylus 🤝🏻 nursery rhymes (he sings them in the shower??)

you and sylus both love watching them discover each other— like, they’d just forget the other exists for a while until they glance beside them and see their faces staring back. the giggles, the smiles, the eventual spit up— magical

the big twins (kieran and luke) sob when they realize their names are inspired by their own 

"Luke, hold Kyros's neck steady," you advise as you hand him the baby. Luke sits excitedly on the couch, arms out, nodding enthusiastically. it was an amusing little position he was in— he'd cocooned himself between all the throwpillows in the living room and looked like a bird in his nest. "Yes, got it." he says. he's done his research. he and Kieran practiced on cantaloupes while you were away. "Cradle the baby to support his hips and back." Kieran quotes from the LinkiHow, sitting on the other side of the couch, also cocooned in all the pillows. Sylus gave them tired but fond looks. "This is Lucian." Sylus says, placing his son carefully in Kieran's awaiting arms. It takes a minute, but you can always count on them to make a connection. Luke says it jokingly, "Hey, boss man, they both have our initials." You smile unironically. "Do you like it?" Kieran freezes, getting the implication almost immediately. "What?" It snaps into Luke a second later. "What?!" It's very difficult to cry with newborns in their arms. Good thing the pillows minimized the trembling.

never lets you and sylus hear the end of it

"When Lucian climbs on my shoulders, we're a giant robot called Lu-lu." Kieran snorts. "Lemon?" "Can you shut up for once in your life?"

"Boss man, how's mini me?" "Boss hunter, can we borrow the little twins? Namesakes have to bond." and the famous "Hey, dad," one too many times to Sylus. (sylus never corrects them)

steals them away when they’re able to sit up on their own, stays within the base, but at the sight of the masks, the little twins are sent into fits of happy wiggles 

kieran and luke are first to experience the two playing more intricate pretend scenarios (they're big influences)

the little twins’ first prank is to doodle on sylus’s face (sylus was awake, giggling even, but the little twins were 100% sure they got away with it. big twins supervised.)

Lucian the blinding flash of lightning 

pronounced: loo・see・yan

also called “Cian” (see-yan) 

also known as: angel (mama & papa), little boss (big twins), JAWS (kieran when lucian bit him the first time), little dragon (papa) 

has bright, carmine eyes, forever shining with mischief

socialized very early when he refused to be apart from mama or papa 

first word is “mama”. sylus was very excited for you (“papa” followed soon after)

"Say papa." Sylus coaxes, bouncing Lucian on his knee. His boy's bright eyes focused on his mouth, as he made popping noises to emphasize the p's. "P-p-aaa. Papa." Lucian followed the movements with a gummy little smile. But no sound emerged from his mouth. Sylus did everything in his power to make him vocalize, but Lucian's will was stronger than his father's charm. And then you came. Kyros had just gone down for his second nap, and you plop down beside Sylus and Lucian. "It's mama." Sylus points out. And with his full chest, proud and loud, Lucian booms. "Mama!" You scream. Sylus is speechless for a moment but cheers nonetheless. Showers Lucian with kisses and praise. Maybe Kyros will get his p's right.

always strapped on someone’s chest or back in his early days, wriggling in the carrier and testing the bounce

kieran and luke’s test gerbil— uh, sorry, play buddy 

Lucian, having been exposed more to people and positive reinforcement, was quick to gain confidence to try things without fear or even consciousness of failure 

so he flips over first, sits up first, crawls first, has his first steps first and is running by the time kyros can put one foot before the other without support

but he has more little scrapes and bruises from being so active 

loves mama! loves loves loves mama. mama gives him kissies and sweeties. and mama says “yay! Lucian!” in the most beautiful voice 

loves papa too. is a little intimidated by him— only because papa is the first to see his mistakes when he tumbles and falls. papa makes that “tsss” noise when he picks him up. 

but then papa gives warm hugs. and his hair is soft. and papa is tall, and lucian likes sitting on his shoulders. 

lucian loves the sky. you'd "sun" them often when they were little, just sit outside in the shade for the warmth and the nutrients. it was lucian's favorite thing, having developed a Pavlovian response to the words "sun time!" before he even knew what they meant— he'd be wriggling already.

lucian thinks kyros is a little mouse. he adores kyros, always cheers him on like everyone does for him— “ya! go keewo!” 

but kyros looks so small (theyre the same size) 

and lucian is overcome with the responsibility of protecting his brother 

lucian loves hugging kyros (coined the term "squeezy-squeezes"), learning from everyone around him how to treat his brother

sometimes can get a little too rough

made kyros cry once— he cried harder. 

The twins have been in their little playpen for a while, throwing stuffed-balls that jingle at each other as a game of catch. Kyros catches with your help, his back against your belly. Your arms like wings maneuver his to catch the ball in a gentle clap. "Cat!" Lucian says. He's already mastered the act of throwing down to a tee. But somehow a heavier rubber ball had rolled into their soft ball pile, and he'd chucked it at Kyros's nose. "Oh!" you startle first, bending down to see Kyros's face already puckered up in a silent sob. "Oh, darling." Sylus is already at the door at the sound, taking in the scene before him. Your worried fussing, Kyros's reddening nose and... A wailing, louder than the offended's fills the room. Terror-stricken and horrified, Lucian empties his little lungs at the image of his brother sobbing because of him. "Lucian." Sylus sighs, picking him up and rocking him side to side. Mama and papa danced side to side, soothing, as they sang a painful little harmony for them for a while.

absorbs how you and sylus interact. 

⟢ places both palms on papa’s face to look in his eyes — "papa, shmeeties." (sweeties) ⟢ presses his nose to papa’s cheek when he's in his arms and papa is talking to someone else ⟢brushes your hair back from your eyes when you're telling him, "lucian, no more sweeties, okay?" ⟢ kisses your forehead the most ⟢ pokes papa’s lips when he’s idling or reading

likes sweeties (candies, cakes, ice creams, u name it)

loves to climb! loves going up, up high! 

needs that vestibular input when he teeters on the edge of something (effectively giving sylus daily heart attacks)

does not like hats :( 

drags kyros by the hand everywhere (kyros does this too! learns it from lucian)— one time when kyros couldnt quite walk yet, you find lucian dragging him face-planted across the floor. kyros kinda just went with it

started the trend of running up to you or sylus when you get home from missions and throwing himself in your arms

sensitive. doesnt like being scolded but understands to an extent why. sylus is good at explaining discipline to his toddlers.

“papa doesn’t want you to get hurt. so I'm saying it in a strong voice so you listen and remember,” sylus explains firmly. “love lucian? papa?” he asks, snot and tears running down his blotchy red cheeks. sylus softens, huffing the through his nose and wiping his son's tears away with his thumbs. “of course i love you, angel. just, please stop sliding down the bannister.”  oh, sylus is so very tired.

sleeps with his limbs strewn about

sylus is always hit in the eye when they nap together

Kyros the gentle rumble of thunder

pronounced: kee・ ros

also called “kyro” ("kee-ro" as Lucian so lovingly puts it, unable to get that s sound just yet)

also known as: angel (mama & papa), little boss (big twins), KYYYYROSSS (luke, when they lift him over their head like a presentation to the gods), and turtle (papa)

his eyes are a darker shade of red, like a stormy sea of blood. and so his little baby stares are extra O.O when he’s watching everyone around him

kyros was sickly during his first few months, which led to him being a little less socialized compared to his brother

sylus was very doting on kyros, worried immensely, didnt know a wink of sleep for the first three months of thunderous little coughs rattling such a small, fragile body 

he held him more, gave him the medicine, took shifts with you when you forced him to get rest

but kyros pulled through. he’s healthy by the time the third month rolls in, and so he starts rolling, too

kyros watches lucian do his firsts and copies. less trial, less error— the little owl he is

his babbles were quieter, and so you whisper to him hushed words of affirmation 

"ehh? egh ah!" kyros coos, eyes locked onto yours as if actually making conversation at 4 months. "yes, angel, you’re very handsome." you smile back, exaggerated nods, and a lilting voice. "ah-ooo, oo-eeh." "much muuuuch more than papa." you affirm. and suddenly sylus is right behind you. "hm? sorry?"

he does get his p's right!! but first word is “pito” (mephisto -> phisto -> pisto -> ⊹ ࣪ ˖ pito ⊹ ࣪ ˖), his baby monitor

loves papa. oh, sylus really did a number on him by sticking with him during those sick months. now he’s formed an attachment.

most comfortable with papa. likes being held by him, snuggles his messy little hair in the crook of sylus’s neck, mouths gummy little kisses on sylus’s cheeks.

had a phase where he relayed all his thoughts in a whisper to papa. sylus would broadcast it for everyone else to hear. he'd nod in approval with a little "mhm."

loves mama too, of course. loves mama’s voice. mama’s scent. he almost always falls asleep in your presence. never, ever fussy with you. 

has developed very particular sensory needs— preferring deep pressure hugs, dimmer lighting, and more gentle, quieter sounds

he works through most issues, but in his toddler stage, he’s easily spooked and startled— cries often when he is

loves lucian! lucian is eternally amusing to him. his favorite slapstick. lucian, his walking chatty clone— tumbling over and startling him and making him giggle. he loves Lucian.

lucian's hugs! love that!

lucian's games! so fun!

lucian's attempts to string him along (even if he ends up waxing the floor with his forehead)! owwie, but yes!!

kyros feels his feelings deep and slow. disciplining him is like yelling at a baby duck with too-large eyes and a pouty little lip 

it's very hard to stay mad at him (sylus struggles the most)

“kyros? you understand why papa is mad, right?”  kyros doesnt move. doesn't even look at him. sylus swallows.  “kyros, papa is mad because…” kyros starts hiccuping, choking on silent tears. “papa mad.” sylus digs his nails into his palms. “papa... mad because you almost got hurt. got an ouchie.”  kyros nods. “Papa mad. ouchie.”  on second thought, sylus isnt that good at disciplining toddlers. "kyros, say you understand." "un'tad." kyros weeps. "okay." sylus grabs his baby and cradles him to his chest. he peppers kisses into his hair and holds him tight. “no more. all done.”  “all done.” kyros sobs. sylus has to hold his back too.

kyros likes the nighttime, the outdoors. when he was sick, sylus often stood on the balcony and talked to him about the stars. somehow that absorbed. 

kyros thrives in music. you discovered this, when he was fussy one day, and you were tired and aching, and decided to hum a tune into the crown of his head as you rocked him side to side 

he quieted instantly, and you realize the vibrations of your voice have resonated in his skull— effectively calming him by buzzing like a bee

aside from papa, lucian is his next pillar of support. he tends to grasp onto lucian's hand and tug on his shirt when he gets that little bit scared.

likes the kitchen. happy to be in a carrier as you or sylus cooks. he likes the scents and the chop-chop-chop sounds. 

likes hats :) 

the first to bap! lucian when they got into a little argument. big emotions overwhelmed him easily, so when lucian took the stuffie from his hands, his little fist came down on lucian's thigh— it didnt hurt, but they were both told off and both cried 

kyros clung to lucian all day after that — “sowwi, see-yan, sowwi.” 🥺

the big twins still navigate around kyros more cautiously, trying to learn his subtlety, but they get it eventually. kyros reminds them of themselves when they were much smaller, seeking comfort and a safe space. they do everything in their power to provide that for him (and lucian too) 

kyros asks with little words, speech at a slower & steadier rate of development 

"papa home?" "squash! more?" (uses the little more gesture) "pease?" "hug! hug!" "one, two cookie? pease?" (spams the more gesture again)

uses your and sylus’s pet names for each other to address you sometimes

“ma bub (my love), papple juice, pease?” to papa  “peepie (sweetie), up?” to mama “peepart (sweetheart), pease? pease, peepart?” “na-night dadin' (darling)!” to lucian

likes apple juice 🧃💕

is super mesmerized by mephisto, but still gets surprised at his movements— flinches when mephisto shakes, freezes up when mephisto stretches his wings— but is trying to be friends. likes the jingling windchime sound mephisto does when he shakes his feathers.

loves story books. he appreciates whoever reads to him, curling himself around whoever’s arm, chubby little cheek pressed to a bicep as half-lidded eyes follow fingers hovering over words (will eventually learn to read first)

sleeps in this little kitty loaf position, with his fists in his eyes and his body curled in this child’s pose/fetal position 

sylus has to right him in his sleep so he doesnt ache in the morning

ʕ ꈍᴥꈍʔ: if youve made it this far, i wish i could give you a big hug. thank you for reading all about the littles. they're full of life & love, and there will be stories where they bring that out of sylus, mama & the big twins too, and i hope you stick around for that <3 ❀-urs

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[formulaonecrumbs]

hi!! i’ve just like binge read all of your stuff and it’s so beautifully written

do you think you could do a charles fic with the co-parenting to lovers trope? like their kid helps them get together or like he flys out to see their kid and realizes that life is so much better with them? i have a whole like plot im sorry 😭

stay a little longer 🕯️

Charles Leclerc x ex(?)!reader

summary: co-parenting finally turns into something more when their daughter decides it’s time for a date.

warnings: co-parenting to lovers, kid matchmaker, suggestive content, kissing, car makeout, implied smut, love confessions, second chances

A/N: thank u anon for the requuessttt!!! i feel like i still don’t write charles very well 😭 like yes i believe the guy is romantic but i think i made that his whole personality in this WHOOPS. random but i love when drivers have girlfriends cuz now i got sm material for the mood-boards. i hope u enjoy it and as always love u ❤️

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you never expected him to show up.

not like this, not without warning, not with that soft look in his eyes and a suitcase in his hand.

it’s been almost six months since you saw charles leclerc in person. six months since he kissed your cheek at the airport and promised he’d try to visit more. six months of facetime calls with your daughter holding your phone too close to her face, grinning with her tiny teeth and telling him she lost another one. six months of you pretending that you were completely fine raising her mostly alone while he chased podiums around the world.

but now he’s standing on your porch like it’s nothing. like he’s not the father of your child and also the person who once broke your heart in the softest, most unintentional way.

“hi,” he says.

you blink. “charles? what—what are you doing here?”

he looks down at his shoes. he’s wearing sneakers that used to live in your hallway. the ones your daughter would trip over every time she tried to run to the door. “i had a week off. i wanted to see her.”

you let him in because you always do. because she misses him even when she doesn’t say it, and because you’ve never been able to fully close the door on him.

your daughter screams ‘daddy!’ the second she hears him. he drops his bag and catches her mid-run, spinning her around in the tiny living room you’ve made your home. you watch from the kitchen, hands still on the mug you were making, heart doing something stupid and warm and dangerous in your chest.

“you’re not leaving tonight, are you?” she asks him, small hands on his cheeks.

he shakes his head. “not tonight. not for a few days, actually.”

and you swear, you see her little face light up with something more than excitement. something like hope.

it’s not supposed to be easy, but it is.

charles fits back into your space like he never left. he sleeps on the couch and does the dishes after dinner. he drives her to school in the mornings and makes up silly songs about brushing her teeth. he folds laundry while you’re at work and lets her paint his nails on the weekends.

and you keep waiting for it to feel like a mistake. to feel like a tease, like you’re slipping back into something that already ended.

but instead, it feels like healing.

like late nights where he sits across from you, whispering stories about races she’s too young to hear. like laughing over wine after she’s gone to bed, both of you tipsy on nostalgia and something heavier. something that tastes like maybe.

he doesn’t flirt. not really. but sometimes, he looks at you like he remembers every moment you ever shared. and sometimes, when he thinks you’re not paying attention, he stares at you like you hung the stars.

it happens on a tuesday.

you’re rushing to get out the door for work. your daughter can’t find her other shoe and you’ve already yelled twice, which always makes you feel like a terrible mother. charles is standing in the kitchen, packing her lunch like he’s done it every morning for the past year instead of the last five days.

and then she says it.

“daddy, are you staying forever now?”

you freeze. so does he.

“because i think you should,” she continues, completely unaware of the tension she’s stirred up. “you make mommy laugh again. and you’re really good at pancakes.”

charles doesn’t look at you. he kneels down and kisses her forehead. “i love you, chérie,” he says quietly.

you don’t talk about it.

not until later, when she’s asleep and you’re both sitting on the back steps with a blanket around your shoulders and the sky full of stars.

“she wants us to be a family,” you whisper.

charles’s voice is soft. “i do too.”

your chest tightens. “charles…”

“i know,” he says. “i know i left. i know i haven’t been here like i should have. and i’m not trying to ask you to just forget it. but i want to be here now. not just for her. for you, too.”

you stare at your hands. your heart. the little cracks that never quite healed after he left.

“why now?” you ask.

he takes a breath. “because every time i see her smile, i see you. and every time i talk to her, i wish you were beside me. and because… i thought i was doing the right thing. giving you space. letting you live your life without the mess of mine. but i’ve never been more wrong.”

you look at him. really look. and he looks scared. vulnerable in a way he never is behind the wheel. and you realize, in this quiet moment under the stars, that maybe you’ve been scared too.

you don’t say anything. you just reach out, take his hand, and let your fingers intertwine like they never stopped knowing how to.

he moves in slowly.

a toothbrush at first. then a drawer. then he’s picking her up from school without you asking, buying groceries like he knows the list by heart. you fall back into love like it’s muscle memory. slow, steady, familiar. this time, without the fear.

your daughter starts calling you her “mommy and daddy house.” she draws pictures of the three of you holding hands, all smiling with the sun in the corner.

one night, she asks if you and daddy are married again.

charles chuckles. “not yet, chérie.”

you shoot him a look. “not funny.”

he leans in, his voice low against your ear. “it could be.”

and you feel it again—that dangerous, stupid hope that maybe this time, it’s real.

because he came back. because he stayed. because your little girl believed in love enough to put it back together. and because this time, you’re ready to believe in it too.

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she catches you holding his hand in the kitchen.

it’s not a big deal, really. just fingers brushing as you pass him the milk. but charles catches your pinky with his, gives it a gentle squeeze, and you smile in that way you only ever do with him.

your daughter sees it all from her seat at the table, eating cereal like it’s the most important meal of her life.

“are you guys in love again?” she asks, spoon halfway to her mouth.

charles pauses, milk almost spilling over the edge of his glass. “what?”

“you heard me,” she says, chewing dramatically.

you shoot charles a look. he shrugs, trying not to laugh.

“i think you are,” she continues, totally unfazed. “you look at each other like the people in mommy’s movies. and you sleep on the couch together sometimes. and daddy made you pancakes in a heart shape.”

you can’t even deny that one. he really did.

“okay,” she says, pushing her bowl away. “it’s time.”

“time for what?” you ask, even though you already know.

“you’re going on a date.”

charles raises an eyebrow. “we are?”

she nods. “yes. i’ll stay with mamie. and you two can go somewhere fancy. with candles and music. and then you’ll kiss.”

you laugh, shaking your head. “what is it with you and kissing lately?”

she grins. “uncle pierre says it’s how people fall in love.”

charles makes a face. “i’m going to block his number.”

you get ready while she helps charles pick out a shirt. you hear her scolding him for choosing the boring grey one and insisting he wears the one with the tiny flowers because “mommy likes when you look like a soft boy.”

you come out in a dress that hasn’t seen the light of day in years and charles just stands there, looking like he forgot how to breathe.

“wow,” he says softly. “you look…”

you raise a brow. “like a soft girl?”

he laughs. “like the girl i’ve been in love with since before i even knew it.”

you blink.

he smiles, nervous and sweet and very charles. “too much?”

“no,” you say, cheeks warm. “just enough.”

you drive to a little italian restaurant tucked away in the quieter part of town. it’s dimly lit, with fairy lights above the patio and old music playing inside. it’s romantic in a kind of unintentional way. the kind of place that doesn’t try too hard because it doesn’t need to.

charles pulls your chair out for you and keeps glancing across the table like he’s still trying to figure out if this is real.

“this feels weird,” you say, sipping your wine. “in a good way. but weird.”

he nods. “like we’re pretending we’re not already a family.”

you smile. “yeah.”

“but i want this too,” he adds, eyes soft. “the dating part. the butterflies.”

you meet his gaze. “you still get butterflies?”

he reaches across the table, lacing your fingers with his. “every time you look at me like this.”

and god, you feel it too. that flutter. that full-body warmth that only ever comes when you’re really, really falling.

after dinner, he takes your hand and suggests a walk. it’s chilly but not cold, and the stars are out like someone painted them just for tonight.

“this is the part where we kiss under the moonlight,” you joke, bumping your shoulder into his.

charles stops walking.

“what?” you ask, turning.

he steps closer. “i was waiting for the right moment.”

your breath catches. “is this it?”

he nods, eyes flicking to your mouth. “yeah. i think it is.”

and when he kisses you, it’s slow and soft and everything you’ve been missing for years. it’s full of promises and apologies and second chances. it tastes like wine and laughter and home.

you stay like that for a long time, under the stars and the streetlamp, kissing like you’re twenty and just discovering how good it feels to be wanted.

when you get home, the lights are low and the house is quiet. your daughter is asleep, curled up in her bed with her stuffed giraffe and the nightlight glowing faintly beside her.

charles shuts the door gently behind you.

you turn to him, heart racing, still a little breathless from the night.

“so…” you whisper.

he walks toward you, slow, eyes locked on yours. “so.”

“was this the part where we’re supposed to kiss again?”

he nods, grinning. “definitely.”

he backs you into the couch and kisses you until you’re both laughing and gasping and tangled in each other. his hands in your hair, your arms around his neck, the world spinning just slightly off its axis in the best way.

“we probably shouldn’t wake her,” you mumble against his mouth.

“then we’ll be quiet,” he whispers back, kissing down your neck.

you end up in the car—because it’s late and you can’t quite make it upstairs, and also because there’s something wildly thrilling about being wrapped around each other in the dark leather seats, trying not to fog up the windows too much.

his hands on your thighs, your lips tracing every freckle on his collarbone, his voice low and hoarse as he says your name like a prayer.

after, you sit in the front seat, legs curled into his lap, his hand resting gently on your bare knee.

“we should do this again,” you say, grinning against his shoulder.

charles kisses your temple. “i plan on it.”

and you believe him. completely.

because this time, he’s not just here for the night. this time, he’s here to stay.

THE END :>

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Nic hi howdy im so sorry for just jumping into your inbox but okay… your post abour husband Dr Abbott made me thinking of how he wrote that sweet note for his patient’s family & how sincere and heartfelt he is - he probably is a husband that openly leaves you sweet simple messages on sticky notes or playful reminders of dates on your calender

OMG NEVER BE SORRY FOR JUMPING INTO MY INBOX PLEASEEE! That's why it's here, and I LOVE how you came into my inbox talking about husband! Jack Abbot cause ughhh, I just know he would be a good partner genuinely. Forgive me if I yap for a little bit.

The thought of him writing notes here and there is something that I consider canon in my mind (duh), not just because it's a cute little thought but cause it's a fundamental aspect to Jack's character. He gives me the sort of vibe that he's a guy with heavy emotions, or he feels deeply even if at times he may not always say certain things when it pertains to him being vulnerable. Yes he's emotionally repressed to a degree, but the combination of him going to therapy and having this deep respect for other people in general are all parts of him that translate across the screen in such an intimate way.

I think he cares about people, he cares about humans. And when he wrote that letter for the veteran that passes in the first episode after we're introduced to him, it gives me the impression that Jack probably used to do that too when he was still in the military. He'd pass on notes to the family members of his closest comrades if they don't make it, he's the one that gives family members condolences because he knows what it's like to be out there in no man's land, not knowing if you'll make it back in one piece or alive at all. He does that as a way to pay respect to people, and to acknowledge their existence in a reality where life seems so fleeting, and that's true for both out in the field and now in the ER.

I also think in general, Jack journals, probably keeps two separate kinds of journals. He has several medical journals he writes in and reads spanning over the years of his medical expertise and knowledge, and you read through them on occassion as his wife to jog your own memory and learn certain things. But there are several other journals that are strictly for him, where he's able to talk about his biggest fears, the nightmares that plague him, the worst things that play on loop in his mind have a safe space on the page and you wouldn't dare to snoop through that. He also doesn't let you, not because he doesn't trust you, but because he wouldn't want to traumatize you with his own thoughts, and you grant him that privacy no questions asked. As sarcastic as Jack may seem, he's a sentimental guy who has big feelings, and has a thing for giving the people close to him words of reassurance, praise, or acknowledgement. He knows what to say, how to grab your attention, and carries himself well to drive the point home. That's just who he is.

So with all of this, yes he does leave you little notes here and there at random for you to find. Some will be in the mirror for you to find first thing you wake up when he's already at the Pitt, a cheesy one-liner he knows will make you laugh under your breath and roll your eyes. Others will be scattered in different places: one on your thermos reminding you to grab coffee, the intense blend he brewed just for you. He'll put one in your car somewhere, another in your damn locker (yes he knows the code), one on the fridge, a remaining one in your snack pack of sorts, where he prepped several calorie & protein dense bars and the like to keep you going throughout the day.

You keep all of them, each little note varying from calling you pretty, to asking you out on a date, reminders for appointments or anything important, or letting you know what he's making for dinner. He'll even give you a corny joke or two, and at least once a week, you'll get a sticky note with a medical question that he expects answered by the time your paths collide at work, something to keep your mind active and going, and he'll reward you with a kiss after you get it right.

Though, despite collecting all of these notes over time, probably on your second jar now with no sign of stopping anytime soon; nothing is better than hearing him tell you these things directly in that signature rasp of his that sends your heart swooning. Jack Abbot wouldn't necessarily consider himself a sap, but he can be a softy when warranted, just to you though.

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Joker's kid! reader: kids of villains: meeting Cass and Stephanie

Route: recovered dove

Warnings: bad writing, bad English, attempt at fluff?

Authors note: I know Im late. Its far past midnight where I am, and only now i found time to post. I am currently not able to post regulary, but I will post when i can. I will answer on all coments I haven`t yet after some sleep

They say, when you see something one time you cannot unseen it. In your case it was, when you heard something, you cannot stop hearing it. Well, since you become a real member of batfamily, free to hang out with everyone and almost everywhere in a manor, you were fee to converse and to hear the conversations of others. And while doing it, you started notice how everyone were bringing up two names. Cassandra and Stephanie.

One time it was when you came down to the batcave to bring Tim yet another cup of coffee. Dodging consequences of Damian's and Dick's training, you carefully completed your task and started watching the two of them

- Hey, Dams, is that a new move? - Dick commented, dodging the blow in his dramatically graceful manner

-  Cassandra have showed it to me

- Cass? Wait, why she has name privileges and I don't?

.... Cass?

Or another day, or rather night, where you were woken up by the sudden thunder, and decided to watch few documentaries in the living room to distract yourself. On your way Chlory, who was on your shoulder pulled you, so you've look in the library and low and behold, Tim was doing something on the laptop sitting near the couch on the floor while Jason was on the couch reading. You walked over, sitting next to Jason, Chlory creaked happily to greet both of them.

- How was patrol? - you asked them

- good - Jay answered calmly, giving you a head pat

- yeah, aside from Jason acting not according to the plan - Tim grumbled

- hey, I couldn't possibly ignore the tip Steph gave me, could I?

.... Steph?

It led you to conclusion: they existed, well obviously, and they were part of batfamily, meaning your family. You had two more siblings, and you didn't know about them. You didn't really know why. Maybe Bruce have told you, because now thinking about that, you remember him mentioning you haven't met all of your family, but he didn't really talk in long about them with you. Maybe that was caused by the fact that he was busy, maybe by the fact that your adjusting to the family took longer than he thought.  You couldn't know the real reason, that's why you were left theorizing. All you could say for sure, is that you wanted to meet them.  You wanted to know Cass and Steph

Maybe, this wish was heard by stars or wind, like in fairytales you read to Chlory in order to practice your read and speech, but really soon after you met them, and, well, it all happened in true batfamily fashion

You Firstly met Steph. It happened one particularly noisy afternoon, when it seemed everyone who was in manor, that left you with Jason and Damian ... and some other voice. You've considering to stay in your room, but your hunger decided for you. So, you made your way to the kitchen.... and saw her, as your latter found out. She was emptying the fridge from every food option possible, with intention to make it her meal. As you stared at her, trying to analyze her opinion on you, she started back, slightly startled and surprised

- wow, this is awkward.... - she said, soon after, her eyes traveled between you and her food collection- wanna sandwich?

You nodded.

Soon you found out, Stephanie was a ... rather talkative person, a yapper as she called herself. And maybe it was overwhelming at times, because she talked even more than your biological father, you liked the way Steph talked. She talked with you as if your past didn't exist, as if she didn't care about your blood relations, and soon you found out she indeed did not

- Pfft, my father was a bad guy too. Am I a villain to ya? - she said one time you brought it up.

In Steph's eyes you were adorable! A little cutie, who looked a bit too lost, sure, but aside from that, you were cute as hell. So, she wanted to hang out with you. She told you funny stories about her school life and her patrols. Sometimes she joined you and Tim in your game nights. And she also helped you to color your hair.

As for Cass, you met her later. It wasn't something awkward, at least on her part. You just noticed that dancing room (yes you were surprised that it was in manor) which was usually empty and that's why closed, was open. You couldn't help but get curious and take a look. What you saw was really beautiful. You saw dancing only on TV, when Jason showed you ballet adaptation of Romeo and Juliette. But the moment was short lived, Cass noticed you right away, turning to look at you, and after few moments she softly smiled at you, giving you a little greeting wave.

Cas knew body language like no one else, she was professional in reading it, and she saw your hesitance, she noticed presence of small fear, but that was to be expected, judging by the what Bruce have talked about you. And she, for sure never noticed anything malicious in you. You were a kid, who was traumatized beyond measure. She could relate. She, just like you, weren’t given a choice, but now in the Wayne manor everything is better. You safe now. You have control of what you do and who you are.

Cass took you after her wing in some sense. She showed you that with her you were safe. She also did not pressure you it any point in expression yourself though words, she could understand you without them. You both formed almost telepathic bound, understanding each other without words. And it was nice. Sometimes you both just hang out with each other, while being busy with your own activities: she could dance and you could draw, and sometimes (oftentimes) during those sessions you draw her. You both also started practicing reading and speaking together. Sure, it surprised her that you already had a deep knowledge about since language (thanks to Tim), but it made her proud of you. She was proud to be your older sister

And sometimes the three of you hang out together. Steph called three of you (and sometimes she forced squad Damian to join in) the villain's kids, and we'll name was suiting. Steph was talking about how three of you are trauma bounding while you and Cass were sitting down, chewing on snacks or choosing movies to watch, because those hang outs usually happened after patrols, and it was more reasonable to relax. That was just good. Yes, Steph and Cass sometimes fall asleep to your favorite documentaries (Though, Damian who usually was around when you chose the film watched it with you) but it was so domestic and comforting.

All in all, you love your family even more

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GUARDED

summary: Genesis has been protecting her heart ever since she filed for divorce and didn’t want to be in another relationship until he came around and changed her mind.

this fanfic is 18+ NO MINORS ALLOWED

warnings contain: emotional abuse, divorce, depression

word count: 5.7k

AWFUL GRAMMAR IM GETTING BETTER I SWEAR LOL.

smut warning: it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good at writing ✍🏽 smuts but I am improving at the moment

Jimmy Uso x Genesis

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Genesis met with her lawyers today to finalize her divorce settlement with her ex-husband Quincy. She aimed to reclaim the money he had taken from her and wanted to keep the house, as it was in her name. Quincy had not contributed to acquiring the house or its furniture, and she was determined not to let him take everything she had worked hard for.

After being married to him for more than five years—five years filled with his infidelity and emotional abuse—she finally realized she could no longer tolerate it. Acknowledging her self-worth and understanding that she deserved more, she decided to leave. She had even supported him in building his career from the ground up, as he lacked the means to do it himself, but now that career was on the verge of collapse.

She felt relieved that she chose to keep her own last name instead of taking his. The thought of being called Mrs. Parker didn't feel right to her.

She noticed his expression turning distressed as he realized she was taking away everything he believed he had earned through hard work.

“Are you sure about this Gigi? You want to take everything I worked so hard for?” Quincy asked.

She scoffed at him, crossing her arms. "You mean all the effort I put in? My hard-earned money to support your ridiculous business? Of course, it will succeed, I have no doubt about that," Genesis responded.

The judge signed the document, glancing at both of them before asking, “Mrs. Taylor, are you certain this is what you want?” Genesis nodded, her gaze fixed on Quincy.

"Mr. Parker, are you aware that Miss Taylor is reclaiming everything, including the money you took from her for your business, as well as the house and furniture? You will need to figure out how to repay her in full. Are you alright with this?"

Quincy looked at Genesis and then at the judge, wearing a smile that was unfamiliar to her. This smile felt darker and more menacing than the usual one she was accustomed to.

"Certainly, your honor, I agree with all of this. She truly deserves the best, doesn’t she?" The judge nodded and brought the gavel down, its sound resonating throughout the courtroom.

"The divorce is complete. Miss Taylor will reclaim all the money you took from her. If you fail to return the full amount, you will be detained until you do. She will also retain ownership of the house and furniture in her name."

His face changed when he learned he would need to repay her.

“Wait, wait. I have to pay her back all of her money? The judge nodded his head.

“You can’t be serious right?”

“Indeed, this is serious Quincy. I told you not to play with me.” Quincy's expression shifted to anger, as if he wanted to rush over and slap her, but he managed to stay calm.

“How can I pay all of that off Gigi?”

Genesis chuckled at him, “you’ll find a way around that hopefully if not I just pray you’ll be behind bars but I’m glad that i'm not with you anymore.”

Genesis hugged her lawyers, smiling as she expressed her gratitude for their assistance, particularly in uncovering Quincy's theft of her money. She gathered her belongings and started to leave the courtroom when she suddenly heard him shouting from behind.

“Just you wait Gigi! No man will ever never want to marry a woman like you! You’ll be begging for forgiveness from me! You fucking bitch!” As Genesis exited the courtroom, she noticed her best friend Jade sitting nearby, absorbed in her phone, waiting for her to emerge.

Seeing her best friend's face full of emotion, she stood up from her chair and walked over, noticing tears streaming down her cheeks.

“Are you finally free from that man?” Jade asked as Genesis nodded her head.

Genesis and Jade embraced tightly, with tears streaming from Genesis's eyes and soaking Jade's shirt. Jade gently patted her back, reassuring her that everything would be alright and that she was finally free from Quincy. All the emotional pain and suffering she had endured was now behind her.

Jade gently held Genesis's shoulders as she wiped the tears from her eyes, and they slowly moved apart.

“You’re free, bestie, we have to celebrate.” She said

“Girl, we have to go to work.” Genesis responded with a chuckle.

“We will celebrate afterwards but I’m so proud of you for leaving him. He was starting to get on my nerves, Gigi.” 

Her and Jade left the courthouse together, chatting about going to the club tonight after work with the rest of the group.

Genesis preferred staying at home rather than going out in public. She found comfort in her own space and wasn't fond of being around others. Shy and quiet, she felt more at ease when she was alone.

She decided to go to the club tonight with her best friend to celebrate her divorce, just this once.

Genesis was busy reviewing the questions she planned to ask some wrestlers backstage today. While she was focused on that, she noticed Jackie approaching her with a big smile and then hugged her tightly.

“I heard the good news from Jade and you’re finally separated from Quincy?” Jackie said.

Genesis realized that Jade would definitely speak up about this situation; her best friend had been anticipating the moment when she would finally move on from that man, and now she had. Jade felt immense pride for Genesis for making this decision.

“Yes, I am legally separated from this man and here’s the kicker, he gotta pay me all of my money back that he had stolen from me.” She responded as Jackie Squeal from the top of her lungs as everyone around them was looking.

She had covered Jackie’s mouth, shushing her while chuckling at her. “Did she spill the beans to everyone or just you?”

“I believe she just told me and I think Cody too.” Cody became Genesis's closest friend when he joined the company, as he was the first to welcome her. He, along with Jackie and Kathy, assisted her with interviewing the wrestlers backstage.

“I just know he’s proud of me for doing this because this was very much needed.” Jackie had nodded her head in agreement. “Let’s pray she doesn't tell everyone else cause imma be tired of hugging folks all day today.”

She and Jackie shared a laugh while chatting, as Jimmy, his twin brother, and their cousin made their way backstage for an interview with Genesis. He had met her a few times at work, where their interactions were usually brief greetings or simple conversations. Nothing too exciting happened beyond that.

While walking toward Genesis and Jackie with the tag team titles slung over their shoulders, Jimmy glanced at her outfit and thought to himself, wow, she always looks amazing at work. He couldn't help but lick his lips as they got closer.

That’s when Jey had said something, “yooo, Gigi! I heard the great news from Jade.” Jimmy and Zilla looked at each other with confusion.

Genesis sighed deeply, “Jade told yall too huh? Look I’m not finna be giving out hugs all day now.” 

“I know, but I’m proud of you Uce! You are free from that lame ass dude now you can do whatever you want.” Jey said.

“Free? What do you mean by that?” Jimmy asked.

“Oh, I just finalized my divorce today and now I’m legally single.” Genesis replied as Jimmy nodded his head.

“And she’s making his pockets hurt even though he ain’t got no money.” They all laughed at what Jey had said about. 

“Please, I hope he gets sent to jail for it.” They all agreed with her as they continued to talk about it before they could start the interview segment backstage.

Jimmy found it hard not to admire Genesis' beauty. The way her chocolate brown skin glowed in the light affected him deeply, but he chose to keep his feelings to himself for the moment.

“You think shawty is going let me hit?” Zilla asked as Jimmy looked at him like he was crazy.

“Dawg, didn’t you just hear what she said? She's freshly divorced Zilla and all you can think about is getting some coochie.” He responded as Zilla shrugged his shoulders.

“I bet you I can get her phone number after this backstage segment.”

Jimmy chuckled at him, “A’ight dawg, when she rejected yo’ ass don’t be coming over here upset.”

Zilla had dismissed him with an eye roll, while he continued to gaze at Genesis as if she were his next target.

Genesis was packing her belongings after the backstage interview, ready to leave for a meal since she hadn't eaten since leaving the courthouse. Just as she was about to walk away, she heard someone calling her name.

She turned to see her cousin Zilla, Jimmy and Jey's brother, approaching her with a big smile. She had her purse slung over her shoulder and smiled back at him.

“Hey shawty, I heard yall heading to the club tonight after work.” Zilla said.

“Yeah, we are, they just wanted to celebrate me finally getting that divorce finalized pretty much.” Genesis said.

Jimmy and Jey were observing everything happening before them as Zilla attempted to charm Genesis. Jey then nudged him to get his attention.

“You see what he tryna do over there, he 's sweet talking to her.” Jey said.

“Yeah, I can tell. It looks like it’s working but I don’t want him to use her for his own sexual favors you know? That doesn’t seem right.”  Jimmy responded.

“I hear you twin, we are all heading to the club tonight to celebrate with her. I mean why would he want to fuck her she seems innocent.” Genesis has chosen to remain celibate for quite some time, particularly after her relationship with Quincy. She decided to stop being intimate and informed him of her decision to focus on celibacy. She wants to share herself with someone who will truly value and love her, rather than someone like Quincy, who only sought physical intimacy every day.

Only her closest friend, Jade, is aware of this and advised her to hold off on having sex again. Jimmy observed that Genesis tends to be reserved, rarely engaging with others, and focuses solely on her work.

He admires her for that.

She only spoke to her best friend Jade and Cody; other than that, she didn't really communicate with anyone else.

Zilla and Genesis had shared a hug just before she turned to leave him. Zilla approached them, holding his phone and smiling.

“I got her number yall.” Zilla announced, showing off his smirk on his face.

“So, what? You just gonna ask her to fuck and leave?” Jey asked.

“Nah, imma wait until we go to the club tonight. I heard they had private rooms up in there.” Jey nodded his head.

Jimmy remained silent, feeling uneasy about his cousin using Genesis for his own sexual desires, which troubled him.

“Shit, she probably won’t give it up to you so easily.” 

“Hell, she seems like the type to do so. We’ll see tonight.” 

“Don’t get yo’ hopes up.”

At the club, everyone was celebrating Genesis's divorce from Quincy. People were drinking and dancing to the lively music. Genesis sat on the couch, sipping her margarita and observing the fun around her. She noticed Jimmy walking towards her, a cold beer in hand and a smile on his face.

She looked at his outfit for the evening. He wore all black, paired with a SnapBack hat and a Cuban silver link chain around his neck, along with crisp white Air Force sneakers. The scent of his signature cologne, which he always wore, especially at work, filled the air and captivated her senses.

“What’s a beautiful woman like yourself doing sitting there by herself instead of having fun?” Jimmy begins to say.

Genesis chuckles at him while sipping on her margarita, “I’m not the type of person who likes to party. I only agreed to this because Jade wanted to celebrate my divorce that’s all I’m really an introvert.” Genesis said.

“I can tell, I understand though.” She nodded her head listening to him attentively until he held his hand out offering her to dance. “You wanna dance with me c'mon you gotta have fun tonight.” Genesis chucked at him as she took his hand into hers while he brought her to the dance floor as they both began dancing with each other.

The DJ played "Attention" by 451 in the background while she and Jimmy danced together, enjoying the music and having a great time like good friends do. He held her close, with her hand around his neck, both savoring the moment and each other's presence.

Zilla observed the two of them dancing together, feeling a pang of jealousy because it wasn't him dancing with her; instead, she was with Jimmy. He took a sip from his red cup filled with beer as he heard Jey's footsteps approaching from behind, having also noticed Jimmy and Genesis on the dance floor.

He noticed Zilla's expression shift to one of anger, which made him laugh.

“Seems like someone is jealous.” 

Zilla had clicked his teeth and shot Jey a glance while rolling his eyes.

“Mane, ain’t nobody jealous Jimmy just got lucky that’s all. Imma get with her tonight you feel me.” 

“Yeah, aight we will see because it seems like my brother got more game than you and he didn’t even ask for her number yet.” Zilla had playfully pushed his cousin as Jey chuckled at him while throwing his hands up. “Aye, man I’m just saying dawg.”

“Ain’t Jimmy dealing with that hoe Trinity? Why is he tryna take what’s mine when he's dealing with her?” Zilla said.

“I mean he’s technically single and he doesn't even pay attention to shawty. She's only with him for his money but Jimmy doesn’t claim her.” Jey responded as Zilla nodded his head.

“Well, he needs to move around on Genesis because she is mine for tonight.”

Jimmy and Genesis remained on the dance floor, sharing laughter and getting to know one another better as she felt his hands resting on her waist. "Are you enjoying yourself?" Jimmy inquired, gazing into her chocolate-colored eyes.

“Yeah, I am, it's been a while since I’ve done something like this, you know?” Genesis responded gazing into his chocolate brown eyes.

“I understand Gigi, you ain’t gotta tell me.” She smiled at him while swaying her hips to the music, surprising him. This made her laugh shortly after. "c’mon pretty boy you gotta catch up now.” Pretty Boy? That just made him chuckle at her keeping her close to him.

“Everyone! Gather around! We finna play a game.” At that moment, they noticed Jade tapping on her glass, drawing the attention of everyone around, including themselves, as they gathered together.

Genesis and Jimmy were seated side by side on the couch, listening to Jade. "We're playing truth or dare, and the rules are easy. If you refuse to answer a truth or complete a dare, you have to take a shot of Don Julio, okay?" Jade announced, and everyone around them nodded in agreement.

Everyone started playing the game, with many people taking shot after shot of Don Julio. Some attempted the dare, while others chose to back out and didn't drink at all.

“You guys are so lameee bro.” She said as she looked at Genesis and Jimmy talking to each other. “Gigi! My lovely best friend!”

Genesis gave her attention while nodding her head, “truth or dare?” She swallowed her margarita before speaking. “Dare.”

“I dare you to kiss someone that’s to your left.” Genesis's eyes widened in surprise when she noticed Jimmy sitting to her left, leading them to share a brief glance.

“Jade, ion think that’s a good idea girl like…” Genesis protested.

“Yeah, can’t she just choose someone else instead of me?” Jimmy chimed in.

Jade laughed softly, anticipating her best friend's hesitation. A playful smirk appeared on her face. "Are you two being scared? It's just a harmless kiss! I even dare you to sit on his lap while you do it." Genesis had decided not to drink any more that night since she needed to go home later. She glanced at Jimmy, studying his expression to ensure he was okay with the idea.

She got up and settled onto Jimmy's lap, feeling his hand on her waist to help her balance and prevent her from falling, with their faces just inches apart.

“It’s just an innocent kiss right?” She asked.

“Yeah, an innocent kiss wouldn't mean anything.” Jimmy said as Genesis nodded her head.

“C’mon yall kiss!” Jimmy gently held her chin, his thumb gliding over her lips before he pressed his lips against hers. Genesis froze, suddenly aware that it had been a long time since she had kissed anyone. The last person to kiss her was Quincy.

Her lips mirrored his actions while the crowd around them gasped in surprise. Genesis flashed them a middle finger, feeling Jimmy's tongue gently exploring her mouth, as if he understood exactly how to please her.

His lips brushed against her jawline, making her shiver at his daring move, while Jey and Jade looked on in surprise.

“Oh shit!” Jey said in excitement.

“Okay periodddd get into it!” Jade encouraged.

Jimmy pressed his lips against hers again, his hands gently cradling her cheeks as he deepened the kiss, aware that they only had a few seconds remaining.

Something inside them seemed to break as they got lost in the kiss, only to be interrupted by Jade's voice saying, "time's up!" Jimmy enjoyed the taste of Genesis's lips a moment longer before pulling back and noticing how flustered she looked.

They both breathed heavily, locking eyes for a moment as she smiled at him.

“You good gigi?” Jimmy asked.

“Y-yeah, I’m good. I’m good phew lord.” Genesis replied as she got off his lap fixing her dress in the process.

“Damn, yall were Into that kiss way too deep bestie.” Genesis gave Jade a glare while she chuckled at her picking the next person.

Zilla was seething with rage as he watched his cousin kiss Genesis. He had wanted to be the one to make the first move, but once again, Jimmy had to take the attention away from him, which really frustrated him. Genesis finished her drink and set it down on the table, leaning back on the couch as she observed the others playing Truth or Dare.

She brushed her lips, recalling the kiss she had just shared with Jimmy moments earlier. Turning her head, she noticed him chatting with his twin brother, who seemed to be playfully teasing him about the kiss.

The kiss was just a dare, right? It didn’t hold any significance. Yet, she couldn’t help but crave more of his lips.

His gentle touch as he cradled her chin and kissed her left her feeling overwhelmed, especially with how he held her like a true gentleman.

She realized she wasn't seeking a serious relationship; she was focused on safeguarding her heart. After Quincy, she didn't want to be with anyone else; it felt overwhelming for her.

As everyone was saying their goodbyes and congratulating Genesis on her divorce, she was just about to leave when she heard a familiar voice calling her name. Turning around, she saw Jimmy approaching her.

“What’s up Jimmy?” Genesis asked.

“You good? I’m sorry about the kiss, I just wanted to be sure that you were comfortable with it.” Jimmy said.

“It’s okay. I was comfortable with it, it just took me by surprise. That's all you’re fine.” She replied while giving him a reassuring smile Jimmy wipes the sweat from his forehead causing her to chuckle at him.

They remained quiet while he admired her outfit from head to toe. He appreciated how the dress accentuated her curves beautifully.

“You look good tonight though Gigi.” 

She looks down before looking back up at him.

“You did too Jimmy, I like the all black fit on you.” 

He flashed his bright white teeth, including the grills, which she noticed when he smiled at her.

“Can I get yo’ number so we can talk and get to know each other more? As friends.” Jimmy asked.

Genesis took his phone, added her number under the nickname 'Gigi🤍' in his contacts, and then handed the phone back to him.

“I’ll see you in the morning to catch our flight to the next city, yeah?” Genesis said as she was about to head out the door until he grabbed her waist.

“Yeah, hollon now. C’mere.” Jimmy wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into a hug. She returned the gesture, inhaling his familiar scent of signature cologne.

She wasn't accustomed to sharing this kind of intimacy with anyone else, but for some strange reason, she felt secure in his embrace for a brief moment. As she lifted her head from his chest, she met his gaze while he looked down at her petite frame, captivated by her beautiful face. His eyes moved from her lips to her eyes, almost as if he were following a triangle pattern, completely entranced by her.

They separated, and she smiled at him before stepping out the door. Jimmy felt a tightness in his jeans, making him curse quietly as he ran his fingers through his hair.

Genesis was just about to enter her car when she heard Jade's footsteps, prompting her to turn around.

“Girl, you and Jimmy would make a perfect couple.” Jade remarked while Genesis rolled her eyes, aware of how this conversation would unfold.

She climbed into the driver's seat of her car, closing the door while leaving the window slightly open to hear her best friend. As she fastened her seatbelt, she listened attentively.

“Jade, I told you I’m not looking for anything serious. And Jimmy he’s a fine man don’t get me wrong but I’m just not ready for all of that.” 

“I know, I won’t pressure you about it because I care about your wellbeing. But whenever you want to give it another shot you know the person you could hit up.”

“Me and Him are just friends, well starting to become friends—besides we both know that kiss didn’t mean anything.” Jade glanced at her, realizing that the kiss between Genesis and Jimmy held significance, evident in the way he was kissing her.

“Girl, whatever. The way that man was kissing on you, especially all the way down to your jawline? Oh girl you trippin but I digress. I'll let you go home. I'll see you in the morning.” Genesis rolled up her window and started the ignition of her car when she noticed Jimmy leaving with his twin brother and cousin.

She and Jimmy exchanged smiles as they made eye contact. She waved at him, and he waved back before she drove out of the parking lot, heading home for the night.

While driving home, she found herself reflecting on the kiss she and Jimmy had shared during their game of truth or dare. The way he caressed her and pressed his lips against her jawline left her spellbound. It felt as if they were kissing like long-lost soulmates.

She didn't share with anyone that she felt extremely wet under her dress—she wasn't wearing any underwear. Genesis had to step away to the bathroom to freshen up. It had been a long time since she felt that way, with her body responding to a man she hardly knew.

Genesis attempted to dismiss her emotions, reminding herself that she wasn't prepared for another serious relationship and needed to protect her heart.

After arriving home, she entered the house and headed upstairs to her bedroom. She changed into a comfy outfit consisting of a crop top and booty shorts. Having already removed her makeup, she jumped into bed and settled into the cool sheets.

After settling into a cozy position in her bed, she picked up her phone and noticed a message from Jimmy that unexpectedly brought a smile to her face.

Jimmy ❤️‍🩹: Hey Gigi did you make it home safely?

She began texting him back.

Gigi🤍: yeah I made it home safely I’m laying in my bed rn

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: that’s good you got everything packed for this long flight for tmr

Gigi🤍: mhm I made sure I grabbed everything I needed for the next city hbu?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: yeah,  twin keeps bothering me about the kiss 

Gigi🤍: are you like used to him doing allat by now?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: yeah but it can get annoying sometimes tho, I wanna cuss his ass out sometimes 😭

Gigi🤍: yall two are funny asf 

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: that’s The Uso’s for you but wyd rn?

Gigi🤍: I’m finna head to bed for tonight for this long as flight why?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: tryna get to know you more Gigi

Gigi🤍: what is it that you want to know?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: anything you feel comfortable sharing with me ❤️

That made her heart warm seeing that text from him.

Gigi🤍: well for starters I am Into like astrology and zodiac signs just to see if people are compatible with each other that’s how I got Jade and her man hooked up with each other ����

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: oh fr? What’s yo’ zodiac sign?

Gigi🤍: I am a Capricorn ♑️ hbu?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: a leo ♌️ 

Gigi🤍: I heard that Leos and Capricorns are compatible with each other what you think pretty boy?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: pretty boy? Is that going to be my nickname for now on?

Gigi🤍: mhm sure is 

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: aight then lil mama I think we are compatible for each other 

lil mama? She never heard someone call her something new like that and deep down she liked it.

Gigi🤍: what do you like to do for fun? And are you competitive bc ik I am.

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: oh you the competitive type huh? I liked to play the game with the guys I could probably beat yo’ ass in COD

Gigi🤍: nigga I will fuck you in COD don’t play you better ask someone about me pretty boy 

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: you wanna bet that up lil mama?

Gigi🤍: mhm I am confident that I can whoop yo’ ass in COD and Soul Caliber 5

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: bet that up then can’t wait to see the look on your face when you lose

Gigi🤍: nigga you gon be the one losing here not me pretty boy 🙂‍↕️

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: FaceTime me 

Gigi🤍: kk

Genesis called Jimmy on FaceTime, and he answered right away, his face illuminated in the dim light. She had set her phone down on a spare pillow as she settled into her bed.

She noticed that his hair was loose, and he wasn't wearing a shirt, which revealed his tribal tattoos. He also had a Cuban link chain around his neck.

“Someone looks comfortable, are you going to be ready for this beat down.” Genesis said, making Jimmy scoff at her.

“Little girl, you’re entering the penitentiary zone right now speaking to me like that.” Jimmy responded.

“Ouuu, the penitentiary zone I’m scared. Nigga just say you gonna get yo’ ass whooped.” 

They kept discussing who would lose the initial rounds, and the loser would have to kiss the winner—quite interesting. “You gon’ lose lil mama you gon have to kiss these pretty lips.”

“Un-Huh, I am not kissing you. You’re going to be the one that’s kissing me.”

“We’ll see.”

She covered her face with blankets to avoid the camera while they chatted and got to know each other better. It was then that he mentioned her face being hidden.

“Lemme’ see your pretty face lil mama hiding beneath that blanket.” Jimmy commented.

“Jimmy ion have no makeup on.” Blanca protested.

“So? Ion care you look pretty without it.” Genesis chose not to resist as she pulled the blanket away from her face, revealing it and noticing the smile on his face in response.

She noticed him settling into the bed, running his fingers through his hair and licking his lips. For a moment, she was surprised by the soft words he mumbled under his breath, but it quickly brought a smile to her face.

“Pretty ass.” 

“What was that Pretty boy?”

“You heard me with yo’ pretty ass don’t act like you didn’t.” Genesis had rolled her eyes at him while smiling.

She felt herself blush as he showered her with compliments, fanning her face in response.

Her and Jimmy kept chatting throughout the night, sharing stories about their past experiences and relationships. Jimmy particularly opened up about his current situation with Trinity, even though he doesn't really focus on her.

Genesis explained her reasons for divorcing Quincy, citing his infidelity and emotional abuse during their marriage. She noticed Jimmy listening closely, stroking his beard thoughtfully as she spoke.

She elaborated on her reasons for wanting everything in the divorce, stating that he didn't deserve it. She also mentioned how angry he was after the divorce was finalized because he had to return all the money he had taken from her.

“Damn, I’m sorry to hear that, Gigi.” 

“It’s okay, Jimmy I’m just glad that I’m away from him for good and now I can be happy.”

“Yeah, a pretty woman like you didn’t deserve all of that from him whatsoever.” Genesis smiled at him when he said that knowing that he was going to have her back within all of this.

Jimmy noticed that Genesis was getting sleepy, yawning repeatedly from side to side. This made him chuckle at her adorableness as he watched her snuggle under her blanket.

“We can hang up the phone if you wanna get some rest Gigi.” Jimmy said.

He could hear her whine through the phone, “nooo, I want to sleep on the phone together, your voice is very comforting.” Genesis said.

“A’ight then lil mama, we can stay on the phone tonight and get some sleep.” She nodded her head, fighting to keep her eyes open, but they quickly shut as she fell asleep in an instant, with Jimmy observing her drift off.

He snapped a few pictures of her sleeping on his phone, then set it down securely to avoid it falling while he settled into his bed, listening to her soft snores through the device.

He snapped a few pictures of her sleeping on his phone, then set it down securely to avoid it falling while he settled into his bed, listening to her soft snores through the device.

GUARDED

a/n: hello so I am back with another Jimmy Uso fanfic I like how all of  my Jimmy Uso fanfics are going so far honestly lately just been having a lot of ideas honesty.

But this is only the beginning of Jimmy and Genesis' relationship, just a slow burn honestly. But hope y'all enjoy this chapter lmk in the comments below.

STAY UCEY.

[gatorbites-imagines]

*receives the trans Mark beam directly to frontal lobe with grace* GATOR YOU GENIUS THE RIDING IDEA WITH OG MARK HAREM IS SO. SO. IM GOING TO EAT THAT POST. Also your beam worked too well I've been thinking about this idea for ages I'm on the verge of actually writing it 💔

Also, okay question, do you think that it would be funnier if the variants survived because Eve never got injured so Mark faced them all and defeated them, or Angstrom changed his approach and sent the variants to fight Mark one by one? (Like instead of an all out approach, Angstrom sent evil version after evil version to ensure Mark thinks that he's not meant to be good, that any circumstance can make him a ticking time bomb or prone to evil) (aka Mark's getting psychologically tortured and the variants are falling in love lmfao)

Also. At least one variant got so hard so quick they passed out upon seeing Mark headbutt Conquest to death. (HAVE A GOOD DAY GATOR!!!! <3)

Please do write it, I would read tf outta this. 

It would be kinda funny if the Mark variants were sent one at a time, like some kinda power ranger villain of the weak. Would it be weakest to strongest, or is it just one random Mark at a time? Do they play rock paper scissors? Pull straws? Fight it out? 

I feel the first like, five variants are treated as major threats, until Mark realizes they all just pop a stiffy when they start fighting. He swears one of them went “Awooga,,,” and started audibly panting when his suit was shredded in just the right places. 

You know the variants just kinda crowd around the screen at the GDA to watch Mark headbutt Conquest into mush? The poor operators just gotta slowly back out of the room, cuz these variants are starting to growl, huff and rut against the control panel (only like, one or two of them are doing this, but that's more than enough) 

Sinister would try to lick all the blood off Marks face, just sticking his tongue all over his mug like those fish you have that suck on the insides of the tank to clean it. 

Poor Marks gonna get pavloved in one way or the other. It's not that the blood and violence really get him off, it's more that all the variants go crazy for it and want to go down on him after fights or when hes extra bloody. 

I can't even imagine all the flack Rex will give Mark for this. Like what do you MEAN evil versions of you are downright humping their hands and panting against your neck like some kinda wild animal?? Thats fucking hilarious. 

If Marks dating Eve, then she isn't any help either, cuz I feel deep in my soul of souls, she would be into it. 

[swrkn]

Heyyy 👋🏻👋🏻

Could I get a Kwon Hyuk x fem!reader story where the reader’s his childhood friend?

Im in the mood for something feel-good and fluffy, nothing too heavy or angsty 🥹

P.S. I seriously LOVE your writing so so much!!I’ve read all the WB posts already hehe,

so I thought I’d finally try requesting something too!

Thank you in advanceee 🙇🏻‍♀️💖

𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐘 𝐈𝐓

Hyuk x fem!reader

Genre ; fluff , sfw

Author note ; Thanks a lot for the compliment on my work it means a lot to me !! It’s been like a month since i last wrote , med school is killing me , so sorry if i take a lot of time doing your request !

You finally found the young boy, you’ve been searching for quit long now, crouched in a alley, again.

You knew that weird glint in his eyes before you even saw what he was doing — legs folded, hands still, face blank.

“…Hyuk.” you said cautiously.

He didn’t even look up. “It was already dying.”

You took a step closer and saw it — a dragonfly, wings gone, body twitching weakly on the ground. You winced. He didn’t.

“I wanted to see how long it’d move without wings.” he said, as if it were science. As if it didn’t make your stomach twist a little.

“You’re scaring the other kids.” you said carefully.

“They’re stupid.” he muttered.

You squatted down next to him. “They said you tried to fight three of them yesterday.”

“They wouldn’t shut up.” His jaw clenched. “They said I was crazy.”

You looked at him for a long time. He didn’t seem angry, well, not really. Just… detached. Like there was a wall between him and the rest of the world.

Except when he looked at you.

“I’m not scared of you.”

Hyuk’s eyes flicked to yours, unreadable. “Maybe you should be.”

You reached out, brushing your fingers against his scraped-up knuckles. “Maybe I just know you better than they do.”

He stared at you like he didn’t understand why you stayed. But he didn’t pull away.

You and Hyuk sat side by side on the low wall behind some abandoned garage. The race had ended hours ago, but the rest of the team had already left, leaving the two of you

Rain tapped gently against the pavement, but the overhang kept the both of you dry. Hyuk was staring ahead, hoodie pulled low over his face, one knee propped up, fingers loosely laced around it.

“I forgot how quiet it gets here after dark.” you said softly.

He hummed in agreement. “That’s why I like it.”

You glanced at him, chin on your knees. “You ever miss when it was just us? Back home?”

He was quiet for a moment. Then: “Sometimes.”

You smiled faintly. That was Hyuk-speak for all the time.

“You were a menace.” you said teasingly. “You used to always making kids cry, and fought with them.”

“They started it.” he replied evenly, not even looking at you. “I didn’t like when they talked about you.”

You blinked. “Wait—what?”

Hyuk’s expression didn’t change. “They said stuff. I didn’t like it. So I made them stop.”

A beat passed. You swallowed, unsure what to say. It was the kind of thing only Hyuk would casually drop in conversation like it didn’t mean something.

He shifted slightly, then spoke again, voice lower this time.

“I didn’t know how to say things back then. So I just did what I could.”

You let that sit between you for a minute. The sound of the rain, the wind rustling the trees, the way his shoulder was just barely brushing yours.

“You still do that,” you said. “Even now.”

He glanced at you. “What do you mean?”

“You show up. Quietly. You don’t say much… but you’re always there.”

Hyuk looked away again, like he didn’t know what to do with that kind of truth.

You leaned your head against his shoulder gently. “You don’t have to say anything, Hyuk. I’ve always known how to read you.”

He didn’t move, but after a moment, his hand found yours between you — not a full grip, just fingers brushing yours lightly.

And that, from Hyuk, was enough.

✵

[drinkyourboyjuice]

Actually! WHEEL OF TIME BOOK SPOILERS AHEAD

there IS one character who transitions from male to female. i will say i think that there is a strong argument that there are elements of transmisogyny in the way that it is handled. mostly bc this character infiltrates the aes sedai in a way that mirrors a lot of transphobic fearmongering.

i also think the way both robert jordan and brandon sanderson (in his own works as well as wot) write about gender as a whole is weird. they’re too into making up weird gender roles.

But! that is all off topic. One of the forsaken- Balthamel- is killed during the fight at the eye of the world in the end of the first book. it is important to note that he is a man, and thus channels saidin- the male half of the one power.

throughout the series, a bunch of the forsaken die and are resurrected in various forms by the dark one (unless they are killed by balefire and removed from the pattern). Balthamel specifically is resurrected into Aran’gar- a woman.

after resurrection, she doesn’t seem to really experience anything i would personally read as dysphoria and pretty much just lives as a woman. HOWEVER, she still channels saidin! this is how she is able to infiltrate the aes sedai- she works as a servant girl. none of them are able to sense her channeling, as they can only sense the use of saidar- the female half of the one power.

also- the show makes the argument that the dragon reborn could be either a man or a woman. this is not ever mentioned in the books, it is always known it will be a man. iirc, pretty much all past lives that get mentioned are the same gender. but im too lazy to look that up right now and there’s 14 books so i feel i should be given some grace. so i guess sex is something tied to your soul vs just like genetics?

anyway yeah it’s still kind of weird. but he does at least a little bit explore it.

tldr: you would use the part of the source that corresponds to your assigned sex even if you transitioned.

every time a woman in Wheel of Time has to do some ceremonial thing naked, I think of Terry Pratchett's "most books on witchcraft will tell you that witches work naked. this is because most books on witchcraft are written by men"

[lunarleonardo]

Okay wait, your view on the Saious is nice, i very luch agree and even some points are very similar to my views, and you wrote it well so I must hear your view about Saihara's bisexual boyfailing-ness

So we can all agree Shuichi is to some degree bisexual right??

my phone doesnt have enough battery to look for any more examples but these felt kinda gay to me. idk

In that last post I was kind of more referring to,, how Shuichi interacts with romance? It's really hard to explain and goes mostly based off of my own hcs and interpretations. but youve read my fics you've probably caught on by now. autistic shuichi, adhd kokichi, theyre in my head get them out please let me be free

Anyways I'll try to keep this as clear as i can,, Shuichi has never expressed interest in somebody who didnt express interest in him first. He clung to Kaede since she was the first one he met there, he literally had to ASK FOR HER HELP to talk to Miu. and when she died, it was Kaito who approached him first, encouraging him to come out of his shell. Between Kaito and Kaede's wish, he started building more social confidence, hence our access to the FTEs and his trial growth

So I think that Shuichi struggles to differentiate romantic and platonic feelings. He found someone who liked him as a person, willingly spent time with him and enjoyed it, supported him and treated him kindly and as an equal (which we all know he struggles with his self worth). He finally got a friend for the first time, and mistook really liking somebody to actually being in love with them. dont worry it took me a while to figure it out too @_@;

A lot of the stuff thats harder to explain kinda goes into my fics. I'd like to think im getting better at writing romance ^.^ so I hope it's a little more obvious there. He's very slow to realize the difference between being in love with someone and what he thought he was experiencing. And when he does realize it, hes a little more hesitant to express it, because... hes never done that before, yknow?

and uh 10 minutes later i realized i had this post and forgot what i was talking about . Post cancelled everyone go home

[vikcacao]

teehee, depends on the au

i have post canon (which i just realized i haven't shared much), god au, and THR under the cut

also obviously freaky themes ahead

post canon au

strength kink, both of them have it. Megumi likes Yuuji's physical strength, and Yuuji likes it when Megumi gets freaky with his shadows

also service top Yuuji, thats just a staple in my itafushi lmfaoo

IF Megumi is trans... he would enjoy it a lot of Yuuji talked about starting a family, especially if Yuuji wasn't wearing a condom while doing so. so i guess Megs would have some form of breeding kink, but i also just really like itafushi becoming girl dads lol

also Yuuji really likes licking, biting, and kissing all over. i like to think Yuuji has mild cannibalistic urges due to being a vessel, nothing too serious but he enjoys red meat and chewing on stuff lmao. so Megumi is covered in love bites

God au

LOTS OF WORSHIP, mainly Yuuji worshipping Megumi. my cowriter and i like the image of a god worshipping a mortal lmao

also dream sex, Yuuji's the god of winter and the moon, that also means dreams are apart of his domain

also size/strength kink.... Yuuji's 7'9 and Megumi is into that lol

also, god Yuuji is pathetic in this. he loves Megumi so much he begs for every ounce of attention Megumi is willing to spare him

The Hierophant Reversed

this is gonna be a teaser for what im gonna be writing, so dont read this one if you want it to be a surprise >:3

Power bottom Megumi x pathetic service top Yuuji, and i mean a real POWER bottom. Megumi is often the one moving and grinding and all the jazz, all while Yuuji's meaning and whining while he gets riden

also thigh kink, on Megumi's end. since, ya'know, he likes legs lmao

also Megumi has a strength kink, and a slight brat taming kink (hes the brat lmao)

and Yuuji would be super into restraints, but not normal bondage stuff, Megumi's tail holding him

[the-sussy-imposter2]

hi I’m new to the community and you seemed pretty cool! Do you have any people who have non sexual art/writing I can get into? Any recommendations would be awesome :3

Yeah hey, welcome to the community! And thanks for asking, ive got a good few recommendations!

If youre looking for mcyt stuff, id have to recommend @cyncerity (she focuses on dsmp) and @boiled-ginger-ale (they focus on hermitcraft) theyre art and their writing is super great. Id also recommend blogs like @astraymetronome and @local-squishmallow who seem to do a lot more writing! As far as i can tell they both focus more on dsmp as well, and all their creations are amazing

For otherwise general nsx stuff, i cant recommend @notmyprey and @safety-writes-noms enough, both of their art and writing is super good and they both make my day whenever i see them on my dash.

Id also recommend @stomach-rental cause their art is just fantastic, but they post purely about @peachnewt 's story "Getting In Deep", so if its not something youre interested in thats understandable, the story is a big commitment to read. And my final recommendation would be @thefanciestborrower . I just love their art, and im not really in a lot of the fandoms they post about but i still enjoy their art/writing when i see it.

Anyways thx for reaching out! I hope you enjoy the community and make some new friends! I myself am still pretty new to this place, so i understand it can feel pretty overwhelming, but in my experience, you find your place pretty quick! Have a good day/night! :D

[dollgxtz]

Hi lovelies!! Im making this statement again since I’ve gained a bunch of new followers with my recent Sylus fic (tysm btw!!).

This blog contains noncon, cnc, and other kinds of content you may find unsettling. I am not afraid to write taboo topics. Everything I will write or refuse to include in my writing (incest, underage sex, etc, are big no nos for me) has been listed in my rules in my master post. I recommend you read it before following me. All my fics have been tagged correctly and I can promise you won’t accidentally read something that you aren’t fully aware you’re about to read unless you decide to ignore the tags.

Not all of my fics contain darker themes, but some do.

The last thing I want to do is trigger someone, or make them uncomfortable. I can fully understand and acknowledge that not everyone will like some of the fics I write due to their own personal traumas, experiences, or opinions and that is perfectly okay!! I have never and will never expect someone to like dark content 🤍.

However, in the case that you do not like my content, I just ask that you block me so that my content does not come across your feed anymore. Do not hop in my asks telling me I need to die (what sparked this post). It’s as simple as don’t like, don’t read 🤍.

I’ve updated my master post to better warn people about the kind of content they’ll find here. Because too often people will follow me from a “normal” fic, look at my others and decide to dm me very nasty and vile things because the content upsets them.

I am not upset nor am I blaming anyone. Just putting this out here :))

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[arvhangel]

upcoming !reader posts ( all my ideas im just listing ‘em )

note: please do not copy or write these because I haven’t even wrote them yet and it’s very all nerve wrecking, TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK ABT MT IDEAS THO, I always need a bit of commentary, CRITISM too if there’s any haha, some arent actually my ideas tho, i havent checked

CARMEN/LACY!READER . . . about the reader who every girl wants to be, the ideal girl, the it girl, the ideal woman, every girl says they want to be her, who’s only purpose is her beauty, but no one realises she doesn’t want to be carmen/lacy, it is not fun for her ( basis from Lacy by Olivia Rodrigo and Carmen by Lana De Rey )

MRSPOTATOHEAD!READER. . . my most realistic type of reader, the reader that represents most girls her age, the reality of being a young girl in the face of the perfected ones. she’s uncomfortable in her own skin, wants to be everyone but herself, can’t stand to see herself in the mirror, a perfectionist by heart ( basis from Mrs Potato Head by Melanie Martinez ) CINNAMON!READER SUNSHINE!READER NEPOBABY!READER

MRSAMERICANA!READER. . . in other words, the nerd. her nickname “miss americana” she gets it from the people that think she’s going to be the type of girl to run for president in the future, she’s the awkward teenage girl, who was raised by immigrant parents and for those who do have immigrant parents know the pressures of feeling like you have to work hard because of the European country/ America you’re in. she’s preferably for the poc people, as this is my basis. she reads poetry, Shakespeare obsessed, reads Jane Austen books, crazy obsessed with talking about anything if you give her the chance, has weird history topic obsessions like with the Tudors, rants, gets used a lot

INFLUENCER!READER. . . under the spotlight, everyone wants to be her or be with her, endless amount of followers.

[haithhegimp]

RHATO has terrible writing (a collection)

most of us know that red hood and the outlaws has horrible writing, but i don't think people who haven't read it realise how bad it is. because even without mischaracterization, even without garbage plot, even without nonsensical story beats-- the very quality of the writing is terrible. here is a collection of things that wouldve been corrected by the most ameteaur proofreader out there and somehow made it into a real official canon DC book. (up till issue 4 of the 2011 version, i will almost definitely be making more installments of this)

(1)

[Red Hood and The Outlaws (2011) #2]

i... think that was supposed to be a pun on smooth but it makes absolutely no fucking sense and jason's reply makes even less sense. if roy is calling jason smooth, what the fuck does move have to do with it? is it implying that jason put a move/flirted with the woman who gave him her number???? because jason didn't, and roy knows that. so then what is the move supposed to mean here? and i assume that the joke in jason's reply is supposed to be that there is nothing sounding like a "you" in traction, but like what the fuck does he mean by "traction"???? these are the definitions of traction according to oxford dictionary

and absolutely none of them make a lick of sense in this context.

(2)

[Red Hood and The Outlaws (2011) #2]

con air is a 1997 american film about millitary whatever-the-fuck. either this is a reference to something in the film, or this is for some reason using filipino slang for an air conditioner. to my understanding, con air is not a classic american film that americans reference often or would know about casually, and even if it was the joke would be excluding an extremely large audience of dc that is outside of the US. my point being, why the fuck are you putting semi-obscure movie references into a comic that is very mainstream and almost definitely for international audiences, scott? i could read the plot of the film or watch the film to see if its even a valid reference but fuck that im proving my own point here as an international reader who doesn't understand what the hell this is supposed to mean even after fucking LOOKING IT UP. IF YOURE WRITING A MAINSTREAM COMIC WITH WHAT IS SUPPOSED TO BE VERY COMPREHENDABLE LANGUAGE, ABSOLUTELY NO ONE SHOULD BE LOOKING SHIT UP TO UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU'RE SAYING.

[Red Hood and The Outlaws (2011) #2]

there are so many horrible things about this dialogue exchange that i feel like im having aneurysm. we'll start with suzie. these are the definitions of a homestead

absolutely none of them correspond or make sense to be used for the fancy high-rise hotel-like building that jason owns and they are currently in, nor does it make sense as being slang for a home because they are in HONG KONG and the word comes from oceania, north america, and south africa. not to mention "gone and come back" is just bad fucking wording. its clunky and confusing, is she saying that he's left and returned? or is she using "gone and" to express annoyance at jason returning to hong kong? it doesn't really matter in terms of overall understanding but its little things like that which fuck up the flow of reading.

moving on, a fainting couch is couch with a back raised on one end, it is popularly speculated that the fainting couch got its name due to victorian women feeling faint due to tight corsets-- although the name wasn't seen in usage until the 20th century. i genuinely have no fucking clue what suzie is talking about whatsoever when she refers to having one. it makes less than zero sense to me.

and finally for suzie, the progression of the sentence makes no fucking sense. "as i live and breathe! jason has gone and come back to the homestead, and me without my fainting couch!" what the fuck is that???? she starts with an exclamation of surprise, follows it with someone doing something in noun verb noun format, and then continues with someone lacking something in noun adjective noun format??? thats just not how sentences work? at least not good sentences. like regardless of the fact that what she's saying makes no sense, at least the correct way of saying it would be something like "as i live and breath! jason has gone and come back to the homstead, and i'm without my fainting couch!" or something like "jason, back in the homestead, and me without my fainting couch!" having two different structures in the same sentence is awkward and weird.

and MOVING ON to jason's line. here are the definitions of undercarriage

first of all, what the fuck is the scent of undercarriage??????? i genuinely have no fucking clue what in the hell that's supposed to be. and second of all, what is undercarriage supposed to be in this context???????? im so fucking confused i dont understand this line whatsoever.

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[Red Hood and The Outlaws (2011) #2]

"fry my bucket" is not a real phrase, scott.

(4)

[Red Hood and The Outlaws (2011) #3]

sublingual doesn't mean what you think it means, scott.

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[Red Hood and The Outlaws (2011) #4]

im so fucking confused. what the hell does "a xenophobe. not many of them around." even mean?? its one of those things that almost makes sense if you give it a quick glanceover but is absolutely bonkers if you look at it for more than one second. is kori saying that xenophobes are rare???????? what?? no they are not????????

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[Red Hood and The Outlaws (2011) #4]

the race of people living on tamaran are called tamaraneans. scott knows this. he has used "tamaranean" in other places, i don't know how or why the person that has supposedly been stalking and researching aliens for the past five years of his life would say "tamaran" instead of "tamaranean". this is the equivalent of an alien in fiction saying "earth" instead of "earthling" or "human". im not rereading this shit but im also 80% sure that the guy has said "tamaranean" before, so i dont know what happened here.

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[Red Hood and The Outlaws (2011) #4]

here is the definition of clandestine.

either these University Scientists were conducting illegal experiments and that is just never brought up or mentioned or expanded on again (which is shitty writing in a different way), or that word doesn't mean whatever you think it means, scott.

(8)

[Red Hood and The Outlaws (2011) #4]

here is the definiton of transubstantiation.

a transsubstantiator (which, why are there two "s" between trans and sub when the base word only has one?) is fictional and fake, so i suppose that its technically fine to use the word for whatever he wants but i still think its fucking stupid, and this is MY list/collection. (btw the machine was supposed to take away kori's powers. and im not christian or an expert on christianity but i dont think thats what the base word is supposed to be about.)

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[Red Hood and The Outlaws (2011) #4]

jason's response here is one of things that almost makes sense, but doesn't if you look at it for more than one second. what the fuck does he mean by "unless there's anyplace hotter."?? like is he saying that he wants to go to a hot place after he dies? that heat is bad and so if there was a more hot place he'd be going there? i really don't know, and i don't understand.

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[Red Hood and The Outlaws (2011) #4]

the fact that his monologue is split between boxes tricks the reader into thinking it makes sense so i'm going to write it out for yall to understand that it does Not.

"I prepared for this night years ago. A year of training under the All-Caste. A night none of us believed would ever happen. Why am I so happy? Because I know I'm ready. Who knows? Maybe I was born ready."

that just... is nonsensical. first he goes on about training and being prepared and then he immediately contradicts himself by saying "maybe i was born ready". the "why am i so happy" comes out of nowhere, it's extremely vague whether he's talking to the reader as if they are questioning him or if he's wondering that about himself. the "because i know im ready" doesn't even answer the question that came out of nowhere, readiness has nothing to do with being happy??? this entire speech is so bullshitted together, all that without even my personal opinion that "maybe i was born ready" is just a bad line.

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that is all i have for now, i am 100% making more parts to this because rhato is a hate-comfort comic that i like to read and scream at whenever i feel like it. also just a side note because i am aware that a lot of us do this, it makes me uncomfortable to threaten actual injury or death towards real people, even as a joke, so i would appreciate it if none of you reblogged or replied with that kinda stuff towards any of the rhato creators on this post (or any of my posts). hope you enjoyed if you read the whole way through, have a nice day!

[uceyliyahh]

GUARDED

summary: Genesis has been protecting her heart ever since she filed for divorce and didn’t want to be in another relationship until he came around and changed her mind.

this fanfic is 18+ NO MINORS ALLOWED

warnings contain: emotional abuse, divorce, depression, masturbation(both m and f), stalking.

word count: 6.8k

AWFUL GRAMMAR IM GETTING BETTER I SWEAR LOL.

smut warning: it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good at writing ✍🏽 smuts but I am improving at the moment

Jimmy Uso x Genesis

comments, likes, repost are appreciated I would love the constructive feedback in what area I need to approve in. 🤍

ALSO! I don’t not want nobody stealing my fanfics or take it as theirs that will be an issue fasho so keep it cute respectfully.

I only own my OC along with the make up scenarios

again mdni you have been warned.

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It was 8 AM, the sun was shining through the curtains, and birds were chirping outside. Genesis and Jimmy had fallen asleep on the phone together, with her hearing his snores in the background.

She woke up to his snoring and rubbed her eyes to see Jimmy's sleepy face on the camera. He was snoring heavily. She checked her phone and saw it was 8:30 AM.

Genesis snapped some pictures of her face before lying back on the bed, having heard Jey calling for his brother in the background.

“Ayo! Twin! Wake yo’ ass up! We got a flight!” 

She heard the sheets rustling as Jimmy opened his eyes, looking annoyed until he saw her face, which made him smile.

"Good morning, lil mama," Jimmy said, his deep, raspy voice making her stomach flip.

“Good morning, pretty boy, it seems like your brother woke you up from your slumber.” Genesis said as she heard him chuckle deeply.

“Yeah, it’s annoying as fuck. But we do have a flight to catch and book our hotels.” Genesis nodded her head in agreement while getting up from the bed taking her phone with her.

Jimmy couldn't help but notice Genesis in her bonnet, crop top, and snug booty shorts that accentuated her curves beautifully.

Genesis set her phone on the dresser while she changed out of her clothes and tossed them into the laundry bin. She chose some cozy clothes to wear because it was quite cold outside today.

“Gigi” 

“Yes?” 

“Why am I looking at the ceiling of your bedroom right now?”

Genesis rolled her eyes, annoyed that this man was whining about staring at the ceiling, which made her click her tongue at him. “Boy, because I’m naked and I’m finna take a shower and get ready for this flight.”

“You wanna call me back?”

“Noo, stay on the phone and wait until I’m done pretty boy.” She brought her phone and waterproof headphones into the bathroom to hear him better instead of using her AirPods.

Genesis entered the shower and started to wash herself while listening to Jimmy and Jey argue, especially as Jey teased Jimmy about yesterday's events.

She honestly had a dream about Jimmy last night that left her confused; all she could think about was his touch and kisses all over her body as he moved deeply inside her.

In her sleep, she was softly calling his name, feeling her underwear become wet and then dry from her own essence. She hoped he wouldn't mention it or that he hadn't heard her while they were on the phone.

Genesis tried to forget her dream from last night while washing herself, but then she heard Jey mention Zilla, which made her anxious.

“Uce, she gotta be careful around Zilla man. Me and you both know he doesn't want anything serious with her, only trying to get some coochie from her.” 

Is that why he wanted her number just for that?

“I know, Uce.”

“If you know then you better make a move on her before he does, I care about her wellbeing too.”

Genesis was aware of everything but acted as if she didn't understand Zilla's intentions; this made her anxious about reserving hotels, fearing he might harm her.

“I care about her too, Twin.”

She smiled at Jimmy's words while finishing her shower, using her foot to turn off the water before turning the handle to the left.

She got out of the shower, took the towel from the counter, wrapped it around herself, and picked up her phone as she walked into her bedroom.

Genesis switched off her camera to avoid showing her nakedness to Jimmy while he spoke with his twin brother. Once she dried off, she applied her favorite Bodycology Shea Butter Lotion all over her skin to prevent any dryness.

Then she got dressed, put on her Cuban link chain, and wore her beanie, leaving her face bare, confident she would handle it when they arrived at the arena tonight.

“Gigi? You still there?” Jimmy said.

“Yeah, I was just putting on my clothes and making sure that I had everything packed in my luggage bag for tonight.” Genesis replied while grabbing her phone, turning on her camera so Jimmy could see her.

Jimmy was amazed by her natural beauty, seeing her flawless skin and bright brown eyes. He wondered how someone like Zilla could treat her that way, especially for just sex. Jimmy didn't agree with it.

“Jim? You good over there? Almost like you seen a ghost.” She asked.

He cleared his throat, “Y-yeah I’m straight lil mama, do you need me to come pick you up?”

She needed a moment to consider. Did she truly want him to pick her up? Would Zilla be joining them? She was aware he would flirt with her the entire drive to the airport.

“No, I’ll be fine. I’ll just meet yall there.” 

“You sure? I can come get you Gigi.”

“I’m sure Jonathan, I’ll be fine, pretty boy.” She noticed him smile when she called him that, and he nodded, not wanting to say more.

She informed him that she was heading to the airport as she ended the call, picked up her keys and purse, and checked the time to see it was time to leave.

Genesis arrived at the airport safely and saw Jimmy and others with their luggage. As she approached, she noticed a girl clinging to him, but he seemed unaware. She remembered Jimmy mentioning he was dealing with a girl named Trinity. Could this be her?

She waved at everyone to get Jimmy's attention, including Zilla's. Jimmy admired her outfit from head to toe, noticing the silver Cuban link chain around her neck shining in the light along with her smile.

He approached her with a smile, not noticing Trinity holding onto him, while Genesis watched.

“Hey, lil mama. I was starting to get worried about you.” Jimmy said.

Genesis nudged him playfully, “boy, I told you that I was going to be okay driving here by myself.” Genesis replied as she and Jimmy gave each other a hug.

As his arms encircled her waist, a warm, fuzzy sensation blossomed within her, reminiscent of the embrace they shared just the day before. But then, unexpectedly, he lifted her by her thighs, securing her legs around his waist, leaving her pleasantly surprised.

With a look of disbelief on her face, she encircled his neck with her arms, her gaze dropping to him as she registered the shock of his actions in front of the crowd—especially with Trinity watching.

“J-Jimmy put me down nigga.”

“Nah, we good lil mama.”

Zilla couldn't believe his eyes as he watched his cousin wrap his arms around her, a sight that ignited a storm of anger within him. It infuriated him to see her so close to someone else, especially since he had been the one trying to win her affection first.

For a brief moment, they locked eyes, and as he gently set her back on her feet, she felt a rush of warmth flood her cheeks.

“I brought my PlayStation and an extra controller so we could go against each other, I have a feeling you might lose and end up kissing me.”

Genesis scoffed at him while rolling his eyes, “don’t get cocky nigga because you the one that’s going to be kissing me.” Her and Jimmy chuckle at each other while boarding onto their flight.

As they boarded the plane, they glanced at their tickets to find their assigned seats—much to their surprise, Jimmy and Genesis were seated side by side, while Zilla and Jey occupied the row behind them, and Trinity was positioned directly across from them.

Genesis struggled to lift her suitcase onto the overhead rack, balancing on her tiptoes, until Jimmy stepped in to assist. As he pressed close to her, she felt a sudden jolt of surprise, leaving her momentarily frozen in place.

She sensed his rigid arousal pressing against her from behind as she gazed at him, and he cast a glance down at her.

“Could’ve asked me for help Genesis knowing yo’ ass is short.” Jimmy said.

“Nigga, fuck you respectfully.” Genesis responded as she went towards her seat which was next to the window looking at the view.

Jimmy nonchalantly shrugged, saying, "What? I'm just expressing my thoughts." Meanwhile, Genesis rolled her eyes at him, her attention divided as she scrolled through her phone, acutely aware of Zilla's gaze fixed on her and Jimmy from behind.

She was aware that his jealousy would flare up at the sight of someone else beside her, yet the thought of being near him made her anxious. She understood his intentions were clear, but she was determined not to yield to his desires without a fight.

As everyone else was getting on the plane, she quickly snatched her headphones from the bag beside her, placing them over her ears and tilting her head slightly, ready for a potential chat with Jimmy.

It was at that moment she noticed a message from Jade appearing in her notifications.

Jadebae🌪️: Girl, I see you and Jimmy sitting next to each other.

Genesis had rolled her eyes at the message.

Gigi🤍: don’t start with me Jade it’s only like nine in the morning and you trippin

Jadebae🌪️: I’m not trippin I’m just saying yall two seem comfortable with each other 

Gigi🤍: we are just getting to know each other that’s all

Jadebae🌪️: mhmm I can see that Zilla over there is jealous that Jimmy is sitting next to you and not him he must want that from you

Genesis had looked behind her, giving Jade a glare before turning her attention back onto her phone.

Gigi🤍: girl Zilla is not getting none from me tf? I was planning on getting my room for myself but since he over here tripping might ask Jimmy if I could stay with him.

Jadebae🌪️: ouuuu you and Jimmy sharing a hotel room together finna be spicyyy 🫠

Gigi🤍: don’t pmo I just don’t feel safe being alone that’s all

Jadebae🌪️: whatever you say girl whatever you say 🧍🏾‍♀️

Gigi🤍: yk what I’m done talking to you gurl 😭😭

As Genesis slid her headphones back over her ears, she scrolled through her playlist, searching for the perfect song to accompany her on the lengthy journey to Atlanta, Georgia.

As she selected the song, she silenced her phone and settled into her seat, gazing out the window for a moment before gently closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep.

Jimmy observed Genesis drifting in and out of slumber, her headphones spilling sounds into the air. He softly rested his hand on her thigh and let his own eyes flutter shut.

Atlanta, Georgia - 6:50PM

At last, everyone settled into their hotels. Jimmy and Genesis shared a room because she felt uneasy alone, given Zilla's unsettling intentions towards her. Trinity attempted to object but ultimately lost the argument, feeling embarrassed as she ended up with a room all to herself.

Zilla was furious, feeling overshadowed by Jimmy's advantage with Genesis—what was it about Jimmy that captivated her in a way he couldn't? He was resolute in claiming what belonged to him, even if it meant harboring bitterness towards Jimmy for being so close to her; he needed to devise a plan to seize what he desired.

As Jimmy and Genesis entered their hotel room, the card key beeped, signaling their arrival. Jimmy held the door open for Genesis, who stepped inside and admired the beautifully decorated space, particularly the inviting beds.

As the door clicked shut behind her, Genesis set her luggage down and rummaged through it for an outfit for the Friday Night Smackdown show, while Jimmy busied himself connecting his PlayStation to the TV.

He couldn't help but sneak peeks at her from time to time, captivated by how meticulously she arranged her belongings while kneeling to sort through her clothes.

It was her side profile that captivated him—she appeared stunning, completely absorbed in her thoughts. He often pondered how breathtaking she would look if she turned those doe-like eyes towards him.

“You’re so organized Gigi.” Jimmy begins to say as she looks at him like he expected her to.

“Yeah, I’ve been like this since I was a kid. I have OCD. If I see something that’s not to my liking, I’ll freak out.” Genesis said as Jimmy nodded his head. 

“I’ll keep that in mind lil mama.” He replied with a smile on his face.

Genesis had finally discovered the perfect ensemble for the evening—a stunning two-piece outfit that complemented her skin tone beautifully. She laid it on her side of the bed, admiring the outfit and envisioning how it would shine tonight. "Jimmy?" she called, and he turned to her, his focus shifting in her direction. “What’s up Gigi?”

She placed the outfit over her body wanting his opinion on it.

“Will this look good for tonight?”

He had noticed the ensemble, envisioning how beautifully it would complement her rich chocolate skin, and he could already picture her wearing it with confidence.

“Yes, you’ll look gorgeous in that.”

“You sure?”

“Yes, mamas I’m sure.” Mamas? A different nickname escaped his mouth, causing her stomach to twist into knots. She smiled at him, confident in his choice of outfit, having noticed that he had finished connecting the game to the television.

Spotting her beloved game on the screen made her grin, aware that they had a little time to enjoy it together before the show began tonight. She strolled over, snatched a controller from the TV stand, and settled down beside him on the bed.

The mattress dipped under her weight as they exchanged glances, a moment of silence hanging between them before words were spoken.

“You ready to get your ass whooped by the master herself?” Genesis had flipped her hair over her shoulders feeling confident.

Jimmy had raised an eyebrow at her while chuckling, “Master? Yeah we will see about that once yo’ ass loses these five rounds.”

“Whatever, nigga you the phone that’s finna pissed.” They began their gaming session, selecting their avatars—Genesis chose her imaginative creations, while Jimmy opted for Siegfried, a character she despised.

“Oh my goddd, why did you pick his ass Jimmy.” Genesis whined out of annoyance.

“Seems like someone is scared to get this ass whooping.” 

“You know what, since you like to talk shit. Imma shut yo’ ass up.” Which caused him to furrow his eyebrows a bit at her. “You gonna shut my ass up? Imma shut yo’ ass up in a minute Gigi.”

With a dramatic eye roll, she faced him during their initial round of the game—Genesis struck first, her character fiercely intent on defeating Jimmy.

She relentlessly tapped the familiar buttons, watching his character's health dwindle, eliciting a pained groan from him.

“Gigi you cheating dawg!” Jimmy shouted.

“I’m not, you should get better at the game sir. That’s not my fault I’m better than you” Genesis replied causing him to smack his teeth at her.

The competition heated up as they played on, each winning three rounds. Genesis attempted to execute her signature move, but he matched her every step. When her character's outfit was stripped away, it was game over for her, as he triumphed in her own arena, leaving her to sulk in frustration.

The look of defeat was evident on her face as she realized she would have to kiss him again—after watching the replay of his victory over her, he felt a surge of confidence, bouncing around like an excited child.

“Damn, you’re good at the game. Should’ve picked something harder or more challenging.” Genesis said while sighing deeply.

“Don’t be upset mamas, you’ll beat me next time.” Jimmy remarked.

“Yeah, I’ll beat you alright.” The room fell into a hush as Genesis perched on the edge of the bed, her gaze fixed on the TV while her fingers nervously danced, a habit that Jimmy had keenly observed. “C’mere, Gigi.” Listening to that soothing, rich honeyed voice she adored echoing in her mind.

“Why?”

“You know why, c’mere I promise I’ll make sure you’re comfortable.” She inched closer to him, their shoulders brushing against one another, sending a wave of nervousness through her, as she was unaccustomed to initiating contact; it was always the man who took the lead.

She cast her gaze downward once more, avoiding his eyes as an inexplicable nervousness washed over her—this sensation was unfamiliar, a stark contrast to anything she had experienced since her marriage to Quincy.

His hand gently cupped her chin, guiding her gaze to meet his. She responded, revealing her large, chocolate-brown eyes that sparkled as they locked onto his. Using the triangle method, she caught his attention, and he instinctively licked his lips, captivated by her allure.

“You so pretty mamas.” Jimmy said softly.

“You’re pretty too, pretty boy.” Genesis replied as she leaned in closer to his face.

As she inched closer to his face, he mirrored her every movement, their noses brushing against one another, as if they were both longing for a kiss.

Their lips met gently, a tender kiss that sent him reeling. As she pulled back, her gaze locked onto his, while he held her throat, drawing her closer for another sweet embrace.

They started kissing fervently, their tongues entwined in a playful battle for supremacy, as she removed his snapback, her fingers weaving through his curly hair.

She sensed his free hand guiding her onto his lap, ensuring she felt at ease as she settled in.

As his free hand slid down her backside, giving it a firm squeeze, she could feel her panties growing damp with each passing moment. However, Jimmy soon recognized he was crossing a line and pulled back from the kiss, locking eyes with her.

“Shit, I’m sorry Gigi I didn’t mean for this to get far. I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable mamas.”

Genesis shocked her head, “Jimmy it’s okay it's just an innocent kiss right?”

“Yeah. An innocent kiss for sure. But…I wanna kiss you some more before we get ready.” She was determined to stand her ground on this matter, as it was a necessary step following her defeat in the game.

Genesis bent down, showering his lips with a few more tender kisses, lingering for just a moment longer before finally pulling away. She had never felt this at ease kissing anyone like she did with Jimmy, who kissed as if he were a deity of romance.

Glancing at her Apple Watch, she realized it was time to prepare. She slid off his lap, snatched her towel, and made her way to the bathroom.

At that moment, Jimmy felt an intense arousal coursing through him, his desire as solid as stone after their shared experience—he realized he needed to address this situation before she noticed.

He lowered his sweatpants and boxers, revealing his impressive length that sprang up, making contact with his stomach as pre-cum dripped from the tip. He moistened his hand with saliva and began to stroke himself, lost in thoughts of Genesis.

Jimmy held Genesis in such high regard that he would go to any lengths for her—even if it meant angering his cousin Zilla to keep him away from her.

Unbeknownst to him, Genesis was lost in her own thoughts as she showered, her hands exploring her curves, fantasizing about the desires she longed to share with him—she would abandon her vow of celibacy for this man.

Their moans harmonized as Jimmy quickly stroked himself in the bedroom, while Genesis, lost in thought of him, rubbed her folds faster in the shower, both consumed by their shared fantasies.

“Fuck, Gigi.” Jimmy moaned softly, feeling his thumb brushing against his tip.

“Fuck, Jimmy.” Genesis moaned.

Jimmy envisioned delivering his gentle, deliberate strokes, varying the rhythm as her soft moans echoed his name. Meanwhile, Genesis fantasized about a similar scenario, with his hand gripping her throat, feeling every inch of him deep within her cervix.

He envisioned exploring every possible angle with her—gripping her hair, kissing her passionately as if he hadn't done so enough, especially coaxing her to arch her back just for him.

He yearned to share an intimate connection with her, not whatever Zilla was offering—and she felt the same desire.

Jimmy quickened the pace, tilting his head back in delight, his eyes rolling as he nibbled on his lower lip.

“My God Gigi, fuck.”

Genesis clung desperately to the wall handle, her body moving rhythmically as she softly moaned his name, lost in pleasure.

“J-Jimmy…” 

Her eyes fluttered as she imagined him pleasuring her, consuming her entirely as if she were his own—bringing her to a climax she had never known before.

She sensed that she was lowering her defenses for Jimmy Uso, the man she worked alongside. However, uncertainty loomed over her as she hesitated to embrace anything serious. Despite his growing influence on her feelings, she was wary of potential heartbreak and resolved to maintain her cool demeanor in his presence.

Jimmy felt his legs give way and his muscles tense, his arousal intensifying as he gripped himself tighter, aware that he was on the brink of release.

The more he pondered her, the stronger his desire grew to be close to her and shield her from whatever schemes Zilla had in mind, as the thought of her being exploited for his cousin's carnal desires filled him with dread.

Genesis felt her legs weaken as a coil of tension twisted in her stomach, her fingers moving rapidly over her folds, nearly stifling a gasp.

She longed for his presence at that moment, eager to playfully smear his face with a delightful mess.

He longed for her presence at this moment, to adorn her beautiful face with his warm essence, creating a masterpiece that felt utterly exquisite.

“I’m finna cum, oh m-my g-goddd.” She whimpered softly.

“I’m finna nut, Genesis fuck. Genesis.” Jimmy whispered softly in a shaking breath.

In a moment of pure ecstasy, they surrendered to their desires, climaxing together as Jimmy's warm essence erupted in thick streams onto his hands, creating a chaotic scene between Genesis's thighs, while both of them gasped for breath, lost in their own worlds.

Genesis knelt down, allowing the water to cascade over her body, soothing her after the intense climax she had just experienced, her heart racing in her chest, while Jimmy mirrored her actions in the bedroom.

Can’t believe that just happened.

Genesis had just finished her interview with Zelina regarding the US Title match against Chelsea Green. As she glanced at her phone, realizing the show was nearing its end, a deep sigh escaped her lips as she recalled the intimate moment of kissing Jimmy for the second time.

This was a first for her, especially considering her past with Quincy before their divorce. He had a way of making her feel a certain way, but the emotions she felt with Jimmy were unlike anything she had ever known.

Whenever she is near him, a sense of safety and security envelops her, but the presence of someone like Zilla would likely instill fear; however, with Jimmy, she feels completely at ease.

As her thoughts drifted away, she suddenly heard someone clear their throat. Looking up, she was startled to find Zilla standing directly in front of her, prompting her to force a smile, secretly wishing it had been Jimmy instead.

“What’chu doing over here shawty?” Zilla asked.

“I’m just chilling until the show is almost over with, how about you?” Genesis said.

“I was just tryna see what you were on, but you free tonight?” And that’s when her heart dropped when she heard him ask that knowing the reason behind it. “Maybe? Why what’s up?”

Zilla knew this would be his chance to make a move trying to prove that he got more game than Jimmy.

“Well, I was tryna see if you wanted to hang out at my hotel room later? You know, chill and watch some movies.” She could see right through him that he just wanted to Netflix and chill and basically fuck her but she wasn’t going for it.

She pretended to think about it before speaking, “I’ll see if I’m not busy tonight—you might get lucky.” Genesis could see the smile on his face when she said that. “Bet. Imma text you my hotel room number aight?”

Genesis sighed heavily, her heart sinking as she watched him walk away. Deep down, she understood that tonight would not be theirs, for she had other plans with someone special.

She felt her phone beeping seeing a message from Jimmy.

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: wya? I miss you lil mama 

She messaged him back.

Gigi🤍: I’m backstage Jimmy why?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: you tryna take a mini walk together get some fresh air?

A walk? That didn’t sound bad; she honestly needed to be honest.

Gigi🤍: yeah, I need it anyways where are you?

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: aight bet. I’ll send you my location.

Jimmy❤️‍🩹 has shared their location with you.

Genesis rose from the equipment box, pulling on her hoodie, aware of the likely chill outside as she tracked Jimmy's whereabouts. Unbeknownst to her, Zilla was stealthily observing and tailing her movements.

He sensed something was amiss when she mentioned she would consider it, teasing him with the notion that he would be fortunate tonight—playing games with him as if he were a fool. He trailed after her until he caught sight of her with his cousin once more, and it infuriated him to witness Jimmy embracing her, his arms encircling her waist while she tenderly stroked his cheeks.

He listened in on their conversation.

“I missed you all day Gigi. They got me and twin working and doing these backstage segments together after that we out there fighting our asses off.” 

Zilla sighed in exasperation as he listened to his cousin complain about his night’s responsibilities, while he observed his cousin and Genesis strolling together outside the arena's entrance.

He trails behind them, eager to catch every word of their discussion. Zilla observes as Jimmy's hand glides down to rest on Genesis's waist, drawing her nearer, while his other hand remains tucked in his pocket.

“Well you guys are making a statement here for the tag division Jimmy.”

“You didn’t miss me?” Zilla could hear her chuckle at Jimmy.

“Yes. Dummy I missed you, I was hoping you’d come to my rescue earlier.” Was she on the verge of bringing up their discussion regarding his invitation to her hotel room? Just then, he caught Jimmy saying something. “Why? Did something happen?”

“Well, it wasn’t something. It was about your cousin.”

As Genesis and Jimmy strolled deeper into the shadows for a moment of intimacy, Zilla quietly followed, unnoticed. He concealed himself behind the building, observing the couple as Jimmy's hands shifted from her waist to her backside, drawing her in closer once more, eager to keep her near.

“What he say?”

“He wanted me to come to his hotel room to chill and watch a movie—and I don’t feel comfortable going.”

“Listen to me, don’t do it he’s a fuck boy. Ion need you hurting and crying when you’ve been through enough already.”

As Zilla gazed at Jimmy, she longed for him to be the one by her side, yet he always seemed to stand in the way when it came to Genesis.

“We can do that when we head back to our hotel room if that’s what you want, Gigi.”

Zilla fucking knew It. That asshole. Stealing all of the spotlight.

“I would loveee to watch a movie with you, pretty boy, but since I lost to you in soul calibur 5 you get to choose the movie tonight.”

“A’ight then lil mama.”

Pretty Boy?

Lil Mama

Were they together or just friends? 

Genesis and he strolled side by side, engaging in a heartfelt conversation where he inquired about her life, while she shared insights into his world, fostering a bond of trust and openness between them.

Zilla followed them like an eagle trying to see what was happening between the two of them.

“You look gorgeous in that outfit tonight Gigi, I told you earlier didn’t I?”

“Yeah, yeah I know. But thank you, you look good too. I saw your attire for the match tonight.” Zilla watched as the two exchanged playful giggles and warm smiles, noticing how Jimmy gently cupped her chin, causing her to visibly soften in response.

“How good did I look for real though mamas?”

“Y-you looked real good Jimmy, like really good.”

Zilla watched as his cousin caressed her lips with his thumb, as if he were about to kiss her. It wasn't their first time in this playful dance; he recalled how Genesis had once laughed and gently shoved him away in a teasing manner.

“Get out my face boy, goofy ass.”

“Or what?” As Zilla watched, Jimmy lifted Genesis by her thighs, twirling her around as she squealed with laughter, begging him to stop.

“Jimmmmy! Put me down!”

“Will I get something in return if I do?”

“Yes! Yes! Now put me down nigga!”

She was ready to offer Jimmy something in exchange, but not for him? That infuriated him. All the bitterness he felt towards his cousin stemmed from the way Jimmy had Genesis completely under his control, effortlessly snatching her away from him.

Zilla approached her first, securing her phone number, and then Jimmy arrived, instantly captivating her—Zilla was determined to get what he desired, even if it meant taking down his cousin to make a statement.

Genesis completely escaped Jimmy's thoughts until it was too late, and that really messed Zilla up. He had noticed Genesis yawning and softly rubbing her eyes.

“You ready to go Gigi?”

“Yeah, I’m getting sleepy.”

“A’ight c’mon lil mama, let's go back to our hotel rooms for tonight.”

Zilla crouched behind the building, careful not to be seen as he watched Jimmy and Genesis stroll by, with Jimmy's arm casually resting over her shoulder.

Zilla crouched behind the building, careful not to be seen as he watched Jimmy and Genesis stroll by, with Jimmy's arm casually resting over her shoulder.

Atlanta Marriott Marquis Hotel - 9:30PM

As Jimmy and Genesis prepared for sleep, he selected a film for their viewing pleasure—a Tyler Perry classic, Diary Of A Black Woman—while they settled into their separate beds, facing one another.

Genesis stole a glance at Jimmy, whose gaze was locked onto the movie flickering on the TV. She attempted to immerse herself in the film, yet his striking side profile, with hair cascading over his face, compelled her to watch him instead. The way he brushed his fingers through his hair ignited a spark within her.

Particularly when he emerged from the shower, droplets glistening on his skin and a towel snugly fastened around his waist, revealing his chiseled physique and the intricate tribal tattoos that adorned his chest, cascading down to his arms and the nape of his neck, she felt an overwhelming urge to leap into his embrace.

As she settled into the cozy bed, her attention turned to the opening scenes of the movie. Suddenly, the sound of her phone beeping interrupted her focus. Curious, she glanced at the screen and saw a message from Jimmy, accompanied by one from Zilla as well.

Jimmy❤️‍🩹: c’mere 

Zilla🌀: wya shawty?

Without hesitation, she shot him a text before making her way towards Jimmy.

Gigi🤍: sorry maybe next time I got caught up on something tonight 

Rising from the bed, she made her way to Jimmy, who awaited her with a patient gaze. She resembled a lost puppy in her nightgown and matching bonnet—he couldn't help but notice how the soft fabric draped over her curves, accentuating her figure beautifully despite its loose fit.

“Come lay down with me, you seem uncomfortable.” Jimmy said softly.

She settled beside him on the right side of the bed, slipping under the sheets while maintaining a comfortable distance between them, as they both enjoyed the movie together.

This film struck a deep chord within her, evoking memories of her marriage and the heartache of a miscarriage, all stemming from the relentless stress Quincy had caused, particularly during his infidelities. Jimmy noticed the profound impact it had on her, evident in her eyes, prompting him to gently pull her closer by the waist, catching her off guard as she turned to face him.

“Why you so far mamas? C’mere.” As he drew her nearer to his chest, she melted into his embrace, enveloped by his scent while his hands gently traced circles on her back.

He was comforting her the best way he could.

As he looked down at her, he noticed she was completely absorbed in the film, oblivious to his presence, which brought to mind that she still had a debt to settle with him from before.

He gently lifted her chin, compelling her to gaze into his eyes. She met his gaze, her eyes locked onto his, while he cast a glance down at her lips.

“You know you still owe me something in return Gigi.” 

Genesis raised an eyebrow at him recalling the events that took place on their mini walk together, “I do not know what you mean sir.” 

“Don’t play with me Gigi.” 

“I’m not though Jimmy, ion know what you want from me.”

As soon as she caught him glancing at her lips, she understood his intentions behind the favor she owed him for his playful twirl. With a playful smile, she leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on his lips, which he found quite entertaining.

“Gimme’ some more.” She gave him a few more pecks on the lips. “More Gigi.”

After she showered him with a few more gentle kisses on the lips, it quickly escalated into an intense makeout session. His hand instinctively found its way around her throat, drawing her closer as their kiss deepened.

She couldn't deny that Jimmy was an exceptional kisser, more skilled than she was, yet he approached it with such tenderness, ensuring she felt at ease throughout the experience.

His tongue danced within her mouth while she felt his hand gripping her ass—his palm striking one cheek, eliciting a soft whimper from her amidst their passionate kisses.

He gently drew her onto him while sitting upright against the headboard, showering her jawline and neck with tender kisses, yet he chose not to advance any further.

She instantly sensed the warmth pooling between her thighs, fully aware that he was experiencing it as well.

This marked their third kiss since their last one at the club just yesterday; her fingers wove through his hair as he held her hips tightly, anchoring her in his embrace.

She sensed his arousal pressing against her as he thrust his hips upward, inviting her to experience it.

Neither of them had a clue about what was happening between them recently. It was as if that kiss they shared at the club yesterday had suddenly forged a deep connection between them.

He grabbed her face, “open yo’ mouth” As she experienced the sensation of his warm saliva filling her mouth, he kissed her passionately, their tongues entwined and their saliva blending together in an intimate dance.

Jimmy had pressed her down onto the bed, their fingers laced together as they lost themselves in a passionate kiss, oblivious to the movie playing in the background. However, Genesis needed a breather; she gently pulled away from the kiss, gazing up at him with wide eyes.

He kissed her lips some more then placed wet kisses onto her neck. “J-Jimmy….”

“What’s up Baby?” Another nickname slipping from his gums. “Oh shit I’m sorry lemme’ get up.” Before he could move she stopped him shaking her head.

“It’s okay. Stop panicking. I'm fine Jimmy. I'm comfortable with this and I’m comfortable with you.”  Genesis said with her hand caressing his cheek.

“Yeah? You comfortable with me?”

“Mhm, very comfortable with you.” She kissed his lips. “I think it was the best decision to share a room with you instead of by myself—I was scared because of Zilla and what he’ll do.” His eyes softened up when she spoke.

“I hope I didn’t make Trin mad. I just needed to share a room with someone and you were the only person I talked to the most.” Jimmy had caressed her cheek.

“Listen to me, I am here for you okay? If you need I’m one call away and I’ll be there. As for Trin, don't worry about her, she isn’t important to me aight?” Genesis nodded head. “This right here stays between us Gigi.”

“Okay, Pretty Boy.”

As they snuggled into the bed, she rested her head on Jimmy's chest, their eyes glued to the movie, until the gentle rhythm of their breathing lulled them both into a peaceful slumber.

That's when Genesis realized that Jimmy had her back.

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a/n: heyy guys mane Zilla is a certified stalker because nigga you mad you ain’t get the coochie out the queen? And she played you too? Yeah BIG JIM WE UP. But Genesis and Jimmy’s relationship is slowly starting to grow. It's a slow burn for rn or part of the build up to their relationship. 🧍🏽‍♀️

But I hope yall enjoyed this chapter lmk in the comments below 

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hey everyone including the punch out fandom!! just wanted to say im officially back ..i was thinking about making this post yesterday and now that ive gotten to it ill be truthful and write down why exactly i left

DONT WORRY ITS NOTHING SERIOUS AND IM OK!!!

tw for self harm/suci (WAS THINKING ABOUT IT.)

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to keep things short, i was planning to visit my brother for a con (planning for about a week) now. my parents bought the ticket and everything and the plan was supposed to be to go on friday

i got into a bit of an argument with them, I WILL say most of this is kinda my fault but they then said i would not be able to go. like at all. i was especially devastated since i was soo hyped up and everything!! so when i got home i was extremely sad. apparently when im sad i also make compulsive decisions which is where the tw comes in..sigh

yes, i did think about killing myself. no i didn't do it. and im really sorry i made everyone worry like that. it was a super selfish decision to think about and im really guilty about it now. to cope i just sat in my brother's room (technically guest room since it's empty) until my parents talked it out and we found a solution! and it was to take me out to the con on a train the next morning so glad that worked out!

so so glad to be back and to see all of your art!! sillystrings, signing back in! (also MORE ROLL TIDE ARTTTTTT WHO WANTS THEIR FOOD)