#softie gorilla

[igncrxntripley]

their secret weapon pt. 5

synopsis: brooks is in the crowd to watch Y/N’s match, but The Judgement Day is not thrilled when they see him. 

tags: violence, chair shots, good ole’ wrasslin’, angst. fem!reader, ex!brooks, poly!judgement day

A/N: i was gonna wait but i needed to put this out there bc i’m a sick individual...can i just say the love and support on not just this writing but others i’ve posted has been amazing and it makes my day when people message and send requests? literally ty all so much, i would kiss you all on the foreheads if i could 

mentions: @babybatlover​ @ripleyswhore​

Y/N spent the rest of her time backstage before her match trying to relax. Her conversation with Brooks and the reactions of her partners were doing little to nothing to ease her nerves, but she knew she just needed to go out and do what she did best. She spent some time to herself getting ready before the others came back, and she smiled up at them gently as she laced her boots. Rhea took an eyeliner pen and did her signature TJD underneath one of Y/N’s eyes and Finn stood behind her with his hands on her shoulders to help loosen her up. “So this Brooks character…” Finn began. “He’s going to be out there watching your match?”

As Rhea finished her makeup, Y/N nodded and rolled her shoulders as Finn loosened her up. “He’ll be out there somewhere. And I’m asking you guys not to cause trouble with him.” Dominik scoffed as he tied a purple bandana around his neck. “We can’t make any promises, but we’ll think about it.” He smirked. Y/N wasn’t about to let her partners make a fool of themselves at ringside, so she turned to look at Dom with a small frown. “I’m serious, Dominik. I understand why you guys want me to distance myself from things in my past but I just…h-he’s a good guy.” She said softly. 

For being the largest of the group, Damian was also the biggest softy. He immediately took note of Y/N’s reaction and gave Dom a light slap to the arm. “She has a match soon and you really think this is the time to act like that?” He scolded Dom, who blushed and put his hands up in defense. Rhea rolled her eyes at the two of them and moved to finish getting herself ready. “We’ll behave as long as he behaves.” She said, deciding that would be the end of the conversation. “And you two need to quit fucking around in the corner, we have places to be.” Y/N closed her eyes as Rhea mothered everyone in the room, working to calm herself down and focus on her upcoming match against Candace LeRae. 

Eventually, The fivesome began to make their way to gorilla for Y/N’s match. She was in the middle, Damian and Dominik to her left and Rhea and Finn to her right. Damian and Rhea were definitely the most protective of Y/N and always placed themselves right next to her when possible. She adjusted her pink denim jacket one more time, placed her cherry lollipop in her mouth, and hit the cues with her partners as their lights and music hit. There was something about coming out to the crowds in this new persona, something about the energy that shifted when they all walked in a room…it made Y/N feel incredible. She could barely put it into words how it all felt. But she needed to channel that energy, as this match was huge for her in claiming her spot in the Women’s Division on Raw while also giving Brooks a show in the audience. 

When Brooks said he was going to be front and center, he wasn’t kidding. As The Judgement Day came down to the ring, she immediately took note of where he was and smiled at him; where Y/N thought she would be nervous seeing Brooks during this match, she now felt his presence comforting her. The other four also took note of him and where he was in the audience, but Y/N was able to distract them and have them stand elsewhere during the match. They all begrudgingly did what she asked, but still couldn’t promise they wouldn’t get into any mischief down the road. 

Truth be told, Y/N was also going to cause some chaos and rile them up. They couldn’t control her every move and she was going to continue being the same character she always had been, even before The Judgement Day came into her life. Y/N took the lollipop from her mouth and walked to where Brooks was standing, smirking as she held it out for him and placed the candy into his mouth. The audience around them cheered, having been aware of the history between the two, and Y/N went into the ring like nothing happened. The faces on her partners were not the most thrilled they’d ever been, but she knew she could defend her decision backstage if they had words about it. 

Once the match started, Y/N and Candace were both on a roll. Candace’s acrobatic, more athletic moves were a nice contrast to Y/N’s harsher striking and submission style. Rhea, Dominik, Damian, and Finn all kept to themselves at ringside and even stayed on the other side away from Brooks. But that didn’t erase the fact that every so often they would glare at him; at one point Rhea was even mockingly waving at him to get some kind of reaction. But Brooks wasn’t giving in, he stayed focused on the match and cheered Y/N on while he kept the lollipop in his mouth. Every so often, when she wasn’t looking at her partners, she would look for Brooks and he’d give her a reassuring nod and smile. This was exactly what she needed. At one point though when Y/N fell out of the ring after a pretty nasty hit, Brooks was front and center at the barricade making sure she was okay. 

“Baby, you good?” He asked, concern lacing his voice as he held his hand out for you to get back up. Without a second thought Y/N grabbed his hand and pulled herself up, smiling like the giddy girl she was whenever he’d help her in the past. Fuck, I can’t let him go. She thought to herself. Y/N turned her head though, when her four partners saw was Brooks was doing and made her way to the other side of the ring. “Don’t even think about it.” She told them, shaking her head and letting go of Brooks’s hand. “It’s fine, just go back over there.” Of course, Rhea wasn’t listening. She continued to step closer to them until she was standing in front of Brooks, even though Y/N was trying to keep her away. “If I were you, I’d stay away from our girl.”

Brooks shook his head and laughed in Rhea’s face. “She may be your girl now, but she was mine when no one else gave a fuck about her.” Y/N wasn’t even paying attention to them anymore but was now focused on the three boys. “I’m serious, go!” She knew she couldn’t handle being distracted like this, so she got back in the ring to continue her match. But when she did, Candace was ready to end the entire match and swept under her feet to bring Y/N to the ground. She was going to take advantage of her opponent being distracted, and once Y/N was back on the ground Candace climbed the ropes for a moonsault. Somehow Y/N was able to kick out at the two count, and that brought the attention of The Judgement Day and Brooks back to the match. “I’m not finished with you.” Rhea pointed at Brooks before following the boys back to the other side of the ring. “Come on, Y/N! Get up!” Her partners started to cheer as she took her sweet old time getting to her feet again. 

After everything that just occurred, Y/N was raging. Five people she loved and cared about almost made her lose one of the biggest matches of her career thus far, and she wasn’t about to let any of them live it down. Once she was on her feet again, Y/N started to pace and watch Candace’s every last move. “Get up!” She yelled at her opponent, standing in the corner of the ring to watch her. Once Candace was also up on her feet, Y/N came at her with a spear that practically flipped her inside out and positioned herself for a submission move Damian had been working on with her. Almost identical to a sharpshooter but with a slightly different leg position, Y/N locked Candace into the hold and put all of the pressure on her back. From there, it was only a matter of seconds before Candace tapped and Y/N was announced as the winner. 

She dropped Candace back down onto the mat and smiled as she caught her breath; Y/N didn’t even realize that her partners had made their way back over to Brooks in the crowd and immediately began to attack him. Brooks didn’t even have enough time to defend himself, as Damian lifted him over the barricade and they started to kick him while he was on the ground. “What are you doing?” Y/N yelled from the ring, watching as Finn picked Brooks up and threw him into the ring for everyone to see what they were doing.  “Step aside, Princess. He needs to be taught a lesson.” Rhea warned, stepping in front of Y/N as if to block her from getting to Brooks. But Y/N was small and quick, so she was able to get around Rhea and stand between Brooks and the other members of the group. “Don’t hurt him, okay? He didn’t do anything!” She begged, her hands up and Brooks gently reaching out to hold her ankle as a way of thanking her. 

The four of them were fuming. Finn was the first to speak up as he watched what was going on. “Remember what we told you, Y/N.” He warned softly. Brooks began to slowly get himself back to his feet and stood behind Y/N, a gentle hand on her waist this time. “Think about what’s best for you. Think of all we’ve done for you.” Finn said again. Dominik was already cracking his knuckles at the sight of someone else touching their girl, and steam was coming from Damian’s ears. No one touched their girl, and she was only making them more upset the longer she went without making a decision. 

Y/N looked back and forth between Brooks and The Judgement Day. Finn was right; the four of them had done so much for her and every day showed how much they truly cared about her even if some of their actions were flawed. They took her under their wing when barely anyone else in the company gave a shit about her. But on the other hand, Brooks had always served as the person she could confide in when she was struggling. He was the first person who made her feel beautiful in and outside of the ring. But where was he when she needed someone to stand up for her in NXT? Where was Brooks when Y/N doubted herself and debated leaving this company? She was stuck between two parts of her life, and they were all expecting her to make her decision. 

As the crowd roared around them, telling Y/N what decision to make, she slowly turned her back to The Judgement Day and wrapped her arms around Brooks’s shoulders in a tight hug. Y/N buried her face in his neck as he picked her up, his body relaxing into hers and holding her as tight as he could. “I’ve got you, baby. I’ve got you.” He said in her ear as they slowly stepped away from the four (clearly pissed) individuals in the ring. Brooks even put his hat back on her head like they always did when she won matches; he was just happy to see Y/N was picking the right side. 

However, he had no clue what was coming his way. 

Brooks gently placed Y/N back on her feet and kissed her forehead before glaring at The Judgement Day from over her shoulder. He didn’t even say another word to them, even though they were already hopping out of the ring and climbing underneath it to find whatever weapons they could. Brooks protectively put Y/N behind him, watching Damian and Finn who had stayed in the ring and started to slowly move closer to the two of them while Rhea and Dominik tossed a couple chairs into the ring. Y/N being behind Brooks was the perfect opportunity for her to make it clear which side she was on, because she quickly dropped to her knees and delivered a low blow to Brooks. 

Y/N’s four partners immediately began to smile at her; Rhea was dying of laughter, pointing at Brooks as he fell to the canvas holding his manhood. Y/N looked down at him, his hat still on her head, and her own sadness and anger written all over her face at the decision she’d made. She had to prove herself to her partners, and that meant trusting them and their plan for her. Once Brooks was back on the ground the boys began to attack him again, and this time Dominik pulled Y/N into a hug as they watched. At one point when Brooks got up on his knees to hopefully defend himself, Rhea delivered a chair shot to his back. 

The four of them turned to Y/N once they all had a turn giving Brooks a piece of their mind. Damian held out a chair to her and smiled. “Finish it off, princesa. End it.” He told her. And while Y/N didn’t immediately take the chair, she eventually did and walked in a circle around Brooks’s writhing body. “Where were you when I needed you?” Y/N asked Brooks as she looked down at him. “You didn’t care about me. You never did.” The look on Brooks’s face said otherwise, but Y/n knew she needed to end this. She looked at each of her partners before lifting the chair up and delivering the harshest chair shot she could manage to Brooks’s upper body. 

She dropped the chair before taking off Brooks’s hat and dropping it onto his body, wiping away the one singular tear that had rolled down her cheek. The Judgement Day rolled out of the ring five deep, Damian pulling Y/N to his chest as they walked up the ramp to go backstage and Rhea continuing to taunt Brooks from a distance. They were all proud of Y/N and she was proud of herself, but the next step of this process was grieving the relationships she had to let go of in order to follow the plan. While The Judgement Day was prepared for that to happen, Y/N had no clue what was about to happen. 

[best-movie-ever-tournament]

Sing:

It's just so personal to me. Like the gorilla who is ashamed of being a big softie. The shy elephant. The scamming koala. The song giving them hope at their climax being Cohen's Hallelujah. The stay at home mom going on stage and shredding it.

Enchanted:

iconic. absolutely iconic

[destinygoldenstar]

I Answer The Would You Rather Questions From TD2023 Episode 17

(IK what you're gonna say about the title, idc, I'm calling it one long season because I feel like it)

Here's the video I'm basing this off of in case you're curious.

Would You Rather...

A) Camp in a Graveyard for a month

B) Go without toilet paper for a week

I WANT to say I wouldn't be scared cause zombies aren't real, BUT I'd be lying cause in real life, I'm anxious like no tomorrow. Plus at least with the other it's a lesser timespan.

B

(I relate to Damien so hard with this one.)

Would You Rather...

A) Have to wear clown makeup for a year

B) Have your direct messages made public

I don't actually DM that much, most you'd find are a bunch of sex bots that I blocked immediately, and other than that it's really just me answering people's questions about media. So I can't really say I'd lose much.

But honestly, I think clown makeup is actually pretty fun. Didn't say I wouldn't get to design the makeup myself. I'd just be cosplaying as Pomni, and I think I'd be okay with that cause Pomni is adorable.

A ; For the fun of it

Would You Rather...

A) Lose the passwords to all your devices everyday

B) Spend the entire next school year in a hot dog costume

Jokes on you Chris, I'm not in school anymore.

B

I SUCK at passwords anyway. So, NO THANKS.

Would You Rather...

A) Be Hockey Superstar *Whatever he said*

B) Be the puck that scored the game winning goal in the 1980 cup finals

One, I am not a sports person let alone a hockey person

Two, I was not alive in the 1980s!

I'd go with B cause I don't want to 'be other people'. I do that in fiction already and with my cynical online persona. I don't do that in real life.

Would You Rather...

A) Slide naked down a ski hill

B) Spend a day in a wave pool that uses bark instead of water

I hate the cold. So let alone being naked, it would suck.

But swimming in VOMIT?!

NO THANKS

A

Would You Rather...

A) Popcorn that tastes like poop

B) Poop that tastes like popcorn

NEITHER.

Straight up. NEITHER.

I hate both of these so much. I do not understand how Zee can possibly pick one without hesitation. (Then again, it is Zee, so...)

I am SUCH a sensitive eater. I will vomit no doubt at both of these.

I guess technically one isn't s**t, it's just the flavor sucks, so... A?

But if there was an option to pick C, I'd do it.

Screw the rules of this challenge. make it a trick question and have the person fall no matter what. TROLL, Chris. Why wasn't there a troll like that in the challenge? I'm surprised.

Would You Rather...

A) Take truth serum and be questioned by Chef

B) Only be able to eat Chef's cooking for a whole year

Again, sensitive eater over here.

DEFINITELY A.

Would You Rather...

A) Eat a bowl of toenail clippings

B) Not shower for a month

I'm actually tolerant to nail clippings, but AGAIN...

B

He said SHOWER, he said nothing about baths, swimming, deodorant, washing your hands and face, etc. So YEAH, it's actually not that bad if you think about it.

Would You Rather...

A) Eat 200 Lemons

B) Wrestle your best friend's grandpa

WHY ARE THERE SO MANY CHOICES THAT INVOLVE EATING SOMETHING?!

I'm a softie, so I'd lose, BUT...

My best friend in particular actually hates her grandparents. So she'd love me if I wrestled them, even if I'd lose.

B

Would You Rather...

A) Eat pudding directly from a gorilla's armpit

B) Jump from a plane with a parachute packed by your ex

In the episode, they make this sound worse than it actually is.

Or maybe that's just me because I actually DON'T HAVE AN EX

(At the time I am posting this)

HA! GOTCHA!

B

Even if I were to break up with my partner just for the sake of doing this, (then get back with her afterwards) she is very skilled with this sort of stuff, has made several crafts like this, and I trust her completely.

Usually I'd hate falling, or anything that involves a vertical motion like that, BUT there's a parachute so it wouldn't be that bad.

And at this point, you'd know I'd do basically anything to get out of eating nasty stuff. If my choices are something to go off of my character.

Would You Rather...

A) Fight one bear

B) Fight 100 Rabid Kittens

I'd lose no matter what.

I am a HUGE cat person, so at least I'd be used to the kitten's scratching and biting. And maybe I'd tame them rather than fight them. That's my method of fighting.

Bear? I'd DIE.

B

(Also i love Wayne and Raj here. They're so cringe in the wholesome way)

Would You Rather...

A) Give up texting for five years

B) Lose your bathing suit at a crowded wave pool

I text my partner ALL THE TIME, and I will NEVER GIVE THAT UP

B

At least with this option I could just run away, just one embarrassing moment rather than stuck there for five years or something.

And if someone said took a video of me and posted it, uh, JAIL FOR THEM, CAUSE THAT'S ILLEGAL

Would You Rather...

A) Dirt poor but celebrated as a great poet

B) A filthy rich lawyer who puts guilty criminals back on the street

Hello. I'm a writer.

I ain't gonna put people in danger like that.

A

Would You Rather...

A) Be genetically merged with a warthog

B) Have Chris McLean as your dad

First off, who f****d a warthog to begin with?

You know Chris as a person, you know it would be AWFUL

A

Looks don't matter, I'd say

Would You Rather...

A) Apologize for something you're not sorry for

B) Go bald by the time you're 23

In the episode they act like this is a really hard one because it's Chase.

I knew what he was gonna say right away. You see ONE episode with this guy, you KNOW his answer.

SERIOUSLY EMMA, HE'S YOUR EX, HOW DO YOU SCREW THAT UP?! HOW?!

Anyway, for MY answer,

I'm not a jerk.

A

Yeah I have stuff I'm not sorry for, but it is leagues better than hair loss. Let me tell you.

Also I realized Julia didn't get questioned at all. What's up with that?

What are your answers? Reblog them. I'm curious.

[suengmi]

context: gn!reader, bff!hyunjin, bff!chan, lots of silly humour

prompt: fluff/comfort drabble where chan/hyunjin get you off your desk cause you are too stressed for your upcoming regional language exam as its important and you are burnt out as hell

warnings: no warnings needed, kinda proofread, a/n at bottom

wc: .9k

╌╌╌╌  it's the hundredth, or maybe two hundredth page that you've read on this one subject. you had dreaded this, knowing how important this was for your future.

it had been a long month, you weren't behind by any means, just frustrated with the work load you had sitting before you on your desk at home.

the regional language exam.

the one exam you were most worried about, the one that eventually pushed you over the edge.

as you look down at the page you see the words almost dancing, your vision blurring the more your eyes widen to try and make sense. there's a word that stands out to you, but you cant remember what it was. every fibre in your being needs to know this word, wants to know this word. for the life of you, you can't remember.

being interrupted by a groan from your friend, you turn to look behind you. chan, his usual cute expression now replaced by a hard frown as he tries to write something, his tongue sitting on the edge of his lip. hyunjin is beside him, pushing his legs out and stifling a yawn, enjoying the satisfied feeling of a good stretch. how can they be so damn calm? everything was riding from this.

it's when you look back to your page you realise you're about to crack. the words no longer make sense, the symbols scrambling more the harder you look. you can feel it, the tears forming and your mind finally breaking.

hyunjin laughs at something on his face and shows chan, making him chuckle too.

you can't take it any more, every sound was grating in your mind. you'd never been this close to burn out before, maybe you already were.

hyunjin laughs again, scrolling through his phone.

"would you shut up?!"

an awkward silence hits the air, both of your boys looking up at you. they stare at you for a moment, not really sure how to react to your outburst of frustration.

suddenly, you feel awful, you never talk to your friends like that. this wasn't you, this was damn burn out.

"hey, you, uh, you good?" hyunjin says as he tilts his head to the side, his eyes searching your own.

"shit- i'm sorry i'm just..." you trail off, feeling embarrassed with what you did.

chan stands from his chair, using the back of his legs to push it back. as he walks to your side he just holds out his arms, his fingers wriggling for you to bring it in. "come on, get away from that desk."

you eventually melt into his touch, tears spilling over the edge as you cry into his black jumper. chan was always a softy, he didn't always know what to say but he knew when you needed a hug.

hyunjin stands and joins in the hug too, wrapping his long arms around your waist to wriggle you around.

"stop!" you say trying to get out of the gorilla grip both of them have on you.

"no, not until you stop crying." hyunjin laughs, squeezing you tighter.

"oh you want it tighter? is that what they said?" chan says in a mocking fashion, clasping his hands behind you so you can't escape.

"no no!" you squeal out, your mind finally seeming to calm down a bit.

it's not even a second later where both of them raise you up and throw you onto your bed, much to your protest.

"what are we gonna do?" hyunjin asks chan, fingers tapping on the bottom of his chin in thought.

chan hums, copying hyunjin's stance, his brows comically frowning. "i've never seen it this bad doctor, i think they need the good stuff."

"oh, we can't, that's only for dire situations!" hyunjin gasps, shaking his head. "we can't!"

chan takes in a sharp breath, eye wide as he looks at you. "we have to doctor, get it, get it now!"

your giggles fill the room, your mind reeling with the display of theatre in front of you. hyunjin runs out your door, socks sliding along the wooden floors as he skids around the corner.

it doesn't take long for him to run back, a whole tub of ice cream in his hand and three spoons.

"it's not or never doctor." chan says to hyunjin, taking the tub into his hand.

hyunjin covers his eyes, turning to dramatically place a hand on the door frame. "i can't look, you do it!"

chan flops onto the bed, his hands out to you with the ice cream tub on them.

"quickly!" he yells into the bed, voice slightly muffled.

with a laugh you take the ice cream, your hand eagerly opening the fresh tub.

"did they take it?" hyunjin questions, his voice cracking in a fake cry.

"yes doctor, you've saved the day!" chan laughs, sitting on the bed next to you.

hyunjin turns from the door frame, hand on his heart as he sighs. "that was close."

it's right this second that you realise how grateful you are for your friends. you're still worried about what's going to happen, if you're going to pass or not.

when you look up at them both they're still laughing, fighting over who gets the next scoop of ice cream. at least with the two of them there to support you and egg you on, you knew you could do it. this is exactly what you needed.

but hey, if you were gonna fail you'd fail together at least.

-

a/n: ow my love ): i know it can be so damn stressful, sorry this took longer than i had anticipated, make sure you're drinking water and fuelling your body ♡ you can do this!!! ended up being not drabble sorry lkjdljalsk i didn't know if u wanted both in there but here ya go

[trashyswitch]

Short People Problems

Mario and Donkey Kong are doing obstacle courses and casually teasing the hell out of each other. But one joke about being short ends up making Mario discover something about Donkey Kong he NEVER would've expected. But...Being short means you gotta be extra careful messing with a large gorilla.

Thanks to @theybibsxi for helping me with this fanfic! And this fanfic was based on some headcanons I made a while back. I hope you all enjoy!

Also, I will be spending the next week on vacation with family. Though I will likely continue writing during this time, I won't be uploading any more fanfics until next Saturday. So...I'm hopping off for the week. Try not to die while I'm gone! <3

Mario and Donkey Kong were walking around the Mushroom kingdom, just chilling out and smashing whatever bricks they found and using whatever power ups they could come across. Though they weren’t really best buds quite yet, they were still getting to know each other a lot better now. Though, that didn’t mean they didn’t taunt each other now and again…

Mario had pulled himself up onto a group of floating bricks and sprinted across them. 

“Move it, shorty.” Donkey Kong jumped up and hit the brick right below Mario’s feet, making Mario fall through the hole. Mario yelped as he felt his stomach ascend into his chest as he fell to the ground.

Though Donkey Kong was a funnyman, he wasn’t a jerk who was gonna let Mario fall on his face. So he caught Mario with his hand as he ran. 

But Mario clearly didn’t approve of such heroism. “I’m not a baby.” Mario muttered. 

“Prove it, then!” Donkey Kong declared as he gave him a good throw into the air to reach the next platform. 

Mario soared through the air and landed on his feet onto the platform before taking off running again. Mario sprinted up the stairs and headed to the elevator. He went up the elevator before heading to the two walls. Now, Mario had done his fair share of wall-jumps. So this part was gonna be easy for him. Mario jumped up once towards the left wall. When he landed, he jumped off the left wall to get to the right wall. When he got to the right wall, he jumped off it to get to the left wall again. Repeat this a few times, and you successfully wall-jump a wall. 

When Mario reached the top of the wall, Donkey Kong ran by him. “Not bad, Red.” Donkey Kong reacted. 

“Thanks.” Mario replied. 

“For an amateur, anyway.” Donkey Kong added with a laugh. 

Mario rolled his eyes and followed him. “Did you really need to add that last part?” Mario asked. 

“Well I didn’t want you thinking I’m complimenting you or something.” Donkey Kong replied. 

“You worried about being seen as a softy?” Mario asked. 

“No. Are you?” Donkey Kong asked. 

“Sometimes.” Mario admitted. 

Donkey Kong chuckled and hopped down the platform onto the ground below. “Maybe it’s because you are.” Donkey Kong joked. 

Mario hopped down next. “And you’re not, I’m guessing?” Mario asked. 

“Me?! No way!” Donkey Kong replied. 

“Uh huh…” Mario hummed, not believing him. “I’ve seen the way you act around Diddy Kong.” Mario added. 

Donkey Kong raised an eyebrow at him before smirking and leaning on Mario’s head. “Oh yeah? And I’ve seen the way you act around Luigi.” Donkey Kong added. 

Mario frowned and crossed his arms when he felt the gorilla’s arm on his head. “...Dude.” Mario said. 

“Mhm?” He replied, casually looking at his nails. 

“Get off me.” Mario ordered. 

“Whaddaya mean?” He asked with a smirk. “I’m not even touching you.” He added. 

“Get off!” Mario yelled.

Donkey Kong’s smirk grew into a toothy smile as he poked Mario’s cheek playfully. “Or what? You’ll beat me up?” He teased. 

Mario growled and poked Donkey’s ribs and armpit. “GET OFF ME!” Mario yelled. 

Donkey Kong wheezed and instinctively pulled his arm back against his side. “WoHO- HEhey!” Donkey Kong laughed. “Wohow! I feel bad for your bro.” Donkey Kong reacted. 

Mario narrowed his eyes. “What’s that supposed to mean?!” Mario asked. 

“You can’t even take a joke!” Donkey Kong told him. 

Mario glared at him. “There’s a difference between joking around, and being a pain in the neck.” Mario let him know as he poked his side. 

Donkey Kong yelped and curled away from the touch for a moment. “Q-Quit that!” He reacted. 

Mario’s frown softened when he saw Donkey Kong’s reaction. He looked at the area he had poked, before looking up at Donkey Kong. “Wait…” Mario attempted to poke his side again, but yelped as his hand was slapped away by Donkey Kong’s larger hand. “Ow!” Mario reacted. 

“Don’t touch me!” Donkey Kong yelled. 

“Why?” Mario asked, smirking slightly. “Ticklish?” He asked. 

Donkey Kong blinked, and looked down to the side slightly. “I-” He muttered. 

Mario’s facial expression only grew when he heard Donkey Kong stutter. “...Wait, seriously?!” Mario asked, not fully believing it at first.

“Shut up.” Donkey Kong ordered. 

“I will, but…” Mario looked at him. “I’m surprised.” He admitted, pointing to him. 

“Don’t. Try it.” Donkey Kong ordered. 

Mario looked at Donkey Kong…then at his stomach…Mario reached his finger out and started to bring it closer to his belly. “Juuuust-” Mario widened his eyes the moment his hand was grabbed by a fluffy, large, brown hand. Mario yelped and screeched as he was lifted up off the ground by his wrist. “WaitwaiT- AAH!” Mario shouted. 

“You think you can tickle me and get away with it?!” He asked before poking Mario’s side, earning him a surprisingly high-pitched squeak. “Just try me. I DARE you.” He added with a smirk as he skittered three of his fingers on Mario’s side. 

Mario widened his eyes and covered his mouth, refusing to let Donkey Kong hear his laugh. Though Mario really liked his own laugh, he knew that if he let it out…then Donkey Kong was gonna keep tickling him just to tease him about it! And why in the world would Mario give him that satisfaction?! 

Mario shot him the best glare he could considering the circumstances. But it didn’t look threatening like he wanted…because Donkey Kong only laughed at him. “Was that supposed to scare me?!” Donkey Kong asked. 

Mario soon removed his hand from his face, showing off his wobbly smile in the process, so he could cover up his side as best he could with one hand. “Yohoucan’tbreakme.” Mario spat through his pent-up laughter. 

“Oh I’m not trying to break you.” Donkey Kong told him. “I’m just trying to tickle you. Make you laugh.” He told him. “And you’re holding out on me!” He added, moving his finger up to his armpit. “And I don’t like it.” Donkey Kong added, poking his armpit with an evil, toothy smirk. 

Mario screeched and looked visibly scared as he tried to wave his hand away from his armpit. “NO! Not there! Anywhere but there!” Mario begged. 

He removed his finger and wiggled it. “Ohooo! Does that mean it’s…” His finger touched down right in the dip of his armpit. “Ticklish?” He teased in the most evil voice he could muster. 

Mario gripped Donkey Kong’s finger as best he could, and attempted to remove it. “NOo, no it’s not.” Mario shot back. 

Donkey Kong flexed his finger, making it wiggle and tickle his armpit one single time. Just this alone, made Mario titter and squeeze his eyes shut. “If your armpit isn’t sensitive…” He flexed his finger again to tickle Mario just once more. “Then why are you smiling so much?” Donkey Kong asked with fake curiosity, referring to the wobbly smile on Mario’s face that had just grown to show off his teeth. 

“DonkeyKongIswearto-” Mario gasped as he felt Donkey Kong’s finger wiggle again…only for it to wiggle continuously in his armpit. “GohohoHOHOHOD!” Mario finished his threat before throwing his head back as he felt the dam break right open. 

Donkey Kong’s face brightened as he heard the man break open with laughter. “Wow! There you go!” He reacted. “Took you long enough.” He added with a chuckle. 

Mario immediately let go of Donkey Kong’s finger and flapped his free arm around as he laughed full-force this time. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAhahaha!” Mario laughed, pulling his arm in and keeping it tense against his side. 

“Not gonna lie, you’ve got a pretty good laugh. I can see why the princess likes you.” Donkey Kong told him. 

Mario could feel a slight blush showing up on his face from that compliment alone. “SHUHUHUT UHUHUP!” Mario yelled at him. 

“Nah. I rather like teasing you, Red.” Donkey Kong admitted. “Maybe if I tease you enough, your cheeks will match your shirt.” He added. 

Mario lowered his head down and held his stomach as he kept laughing. By this point, Mario had given up trying to stop Donkey Kong from tickling him. Mario couldn’t do any damage to Donkey Kong without a power up, thanks to how big and strong Donkey Kong was. So the man had to just take it. 

And right as Mario was starting to get used to the tickles, Donkey Kong started dragging his finger down to the ribs. “Coochy coochy coo~” He teased evilly. 

Mario’s laughter seemed to stay about the same, only this time, his feet started kicking a bit more wildly. “YOHOHOHOU’RE SOHOHOHO MEHEHEHEAN!” Mario complained. 

“Says the one who continuously heeded my warning and tried to tickle me anyway, despite me saying ‘Don’t try it’ at least once.” Donkey Kong added. 

“STOHOP STOPSTOP LEHET MEHEHE TAHAHALK!” Mario begged. “PLEHEHEHEASE!” 

Donkey Kong shrugged his shoulders and stopped tickling his ribs. “Okay.” He replied. 

Mario’s laughter lessened super quickly. The man breathed in gulps of air and let out long breaths of relief. “Gohohosh…” Mario muttered. 

“What did you wanna say?” Donkey Kong asked. 

Mario looked up at Donkey Kong, and let out another breath. “You…technically didn’t say ‘Don’t try it’.” Mario told him. 

Donkey Kong narrowed his eyes. “Oh really?” He leaned in. “Then what did I say?” He asked. 

“You actually said ‘Don’t’ with a pause…and then ‘try it’.” Mario replied with a growing little innocent smile. 

Donkey Kong looked at him with the most unamused face he could possibly show him. 

This look made Mario burst out laughing despite still clearly being overpowered. “Yohohou look so done with me.” Mario added, giggling into his own hand. 

Donkey Kong rolled his eyes and let go of Mario, making him drop to the ground. When Mario sat himself up, Donkey Kong pushed Mario down onto his back and held the man’s wrists by the sleeves just above his chest. “You done talking yet?” He asked with a smirk before moving his fingers towards Mario’s belly. “If not, then you might as well laugh instead.” Donkey Kong concluded, skittering his fingers on his little, jean-covered belly. 

Mario’s laughter seemed to erupt from his lips almost right away this time, surprising them both. “aaAAHAhahahahaha! Ohohohokahahay! Ihihi’m dohone tahahalkihing, I promihihihise!” Mario replied. 

“Well that’s a relief.” He teased. “But laughing doesn’t really count as talking, does it?” He asked, wiggling his fingers near his vulnerable sides. 

Mario’s body language, as well as his laughter, noticeably doubled when his right side was merely stroked by the gorilla’s fingers. “Ihihihi dohohoHOHON’T KNOHOHOhohohow!” Mario admitted, his voice moving up and down in volume. 

Donkey Kong’s smirk widened the moment his laughter got stronger. He quickly looked up at Mario’s face. “Ticklish sides?” He asked before poking his right side a bit harder this time. 

“HeheHEHAHAHA- NoHO!” Mario attempted to turn himself onto his right to cover up his ticklish side. “N-No, no way. They’re not. Honest.” Mario argued, pulling on his sleeves rough enough to try and get out, but gentle enough as to not rip his sleeves. 

Donkey Kong chuckled and shook his head. “You are the worst liar I have ever met.” Donkey Kong admitted with a laugh before giving Mario’s sides a few squeezes. “Like, a toddler would be able to lie better than you!” Donkey Kong teased. Mario threw his head back and let out a long, strong cackle. “SOHOHOHO WHAHAT?!” Mario yelled back. 

Mario’s laughter only continued in long bouts when Donkey Kong squeezed his side a bit faster. “Wow! I’m glad you found that as funny as I did!” Donkey Kong reacted. 

Mario shook his head as he kicked his feet somewhat wildly. “NOHOHOT FUNNYHEEHEEHEE!” Mario shouted at him. 

“Another lie! You seriously think lying about my humor is going to work when you’re clearly laughing?!” Donkey Kong joked. 

“BUHUHUT IHI’M NOHOHOT! IHIHI SWEHEHEAR!” Mario yelled at him. 

“Ohoho, you’d better not be swearing that you’re not laughing…because that would be yet ANOTHER lie!” Donkey Kong reacted. “Speaking of which: why are you laughing so much, Jumpman?” Donkey Kong asked. 

“WHYHY DOHO YOU THIHIHIHIHINK?!” Mario spat back. 

Donkey Kong shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know. I can’t read your mind, Mario.” Donkey Kong teased. “You’re the only one who can tell me why you’re laughing.” 

Mario whined through his laughter. “BEHEHECAUSE YOHOU’RE TIHIHICKLIHIHING MEHEHEHEHE!” Mario yelled back. 

“What?!” Donkey Kong stopped his fingers and let go of Mario’s sleeves before moving them up into arrest position. “No I’m not!” Donkey Kong reacted. “Look! My hands are free!” He insisted.

Mario held his stomach as he curled up into a ball, giggling and laughing from the leftover phantom tickles. Even though Donkey Kong was obviously not tickling him, Mario was still laughing almost as hard as he was when DK’s hand was squeezing his unbelievably ticklish side. 

“See? I’m not even touching you, and you’re laughing yourself absolutely bananas! What is so funny?!” Donkey Kong reacted, acting all innocent. 

Mario’s laughter slowly began to die down. Keyword: slowly. Though they were less than before, Mario’s cackles were still strong enough to keep Mario’s face a little bit red. Normally a person would start snorting by now. But here’s the thing: Mario is not a snorter. 

But don’t let this discourage you…because there’s something else I need to tell you:

Mario may not snort…but he most certainly hiccups when he laughs for too long. 

And that’s exactly what Mario started to do. Mario had only let out one single hiccup, which made Mario impulsively cover up his mouth with his palm. But even with his mouth covered, you could still hear the recurring hiccups through his hand. “Hahahaha- *hic* -Hehehe *hic* Hehe sohohorry- *hic* Hehehehe-” Mario muttered. 

Donkey Kong widened his eyes and stared at Mario. “Are you…hiccuping?!” Donkey Kong asked. 

Mario’s blush only seemed to deepen when Donkey Kong simply mentioned his hiccups. He sat himself up and tried to calm himself down. “Ihihihi *hic* Hihihihi- *hic* Hihihehehehe- *hic* Yeheheah…” Mario muttered. 

Donkey Kong chuckled. “Does anyone else know about your hiccup laughs?” Donkey Kong asked. 

Mario groaned and covered his face, clearly embarrassed. “Shhhhutup.” Mario muttered. 

Donkey Kong laughed and offered him a hand. “Want help up, overalls?” 

Mario bit his lip and uncovered his face. “S-Sure.” Mario muttered. When he felt ready, Mario took his hand (or rather, his index finger) and got up onto his feet. “Now…please don’t tell anyone.” Mario told him. “I don’t want rumors to spread about this.” Mario admitted. 

Donkey Kong nodded. “Wouldn’t want such adorable information to get into the wrong hands.” Donkey Kong added. 

“Yeah, pretty-” Mario froze. “Wha- HEY!” Mario punched Donkey Kong’s arm, earning him a laugh from Donkey Kong. “I’m not adorable.” Mario warned. 

“I’d beg to differ…Have you seen yourself in the catsuit?” Donkey Kong teased, wiggling his fingers like a cat paw. 

Mario rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. “Sh-shut up.” Mario muttered. 

This made Donkey Kong laugh even more. “Fine, fine.” He said. “But in return…you can’t tell people I’m ticklish either.” Donkey Kong ordered. “That stays zipped up in your head. Got it?” Donkey Kong ordered. 

Mario nodded. “Fair enough. I can do that. Truce?” Mario asked, offering his hand. 

“Truce.” Donkey Kong replied, shaking his hand with his finger while his other hand moved behind his back.  

Mario nodded his head before letting go of Donkey Kong’s finger and looking over at the obstacle course. “So…..” Mario looked over to the main toad village. “You…you wanna visit the toad shops?” Mario asked, pointing to the town.  

Donkey Kong narrowed his eyes. “Shops?” He asked. “I could not think of a more boring activity.” Donkey Kong teased. 

“I dunno…I heard they have some interesting antiques over there…” Mario mentioned. “Haven’t been able to check them out myself though…” He admitted. 

“Hm…” He looked at the town. “Do you think there’s anything I haven’t seen before?” Donkey Kong asked. 

Mario chuckled. “Only one way to find out…” Mario mentioned. 

Donkey Kong chuckled and poked his side. “Fine.” He replied before taking off running. “Race ya!” 

Mario yelped and jumped back, before taking off after him. “WAIT! YOU CHEATER!” Mario shouted. 

“JUST CATCH UP, SLOW POKE!” Donkey Kong shouted back. 

“WATCH ME, SMASH MONKEY!” Mario shouted back as he sprinted after him. 

It didn't take long for the boys to make it to the village. And to Donkey Kong’s surprise, there were actually lots of antique items that he had never seen before. And Mario ended up purchasing a couple new power ups that he hadn’t tried before. Despite the one-sided tickle fight that had just transpired, the boys seemed to keep things civil between each other. Later on, Mario would end up getting tickled all over again. Why? Because Donkey Kong may or may not have been crossing his fingers when he shook Mario’s hand earlier…Go figure…

But let’s face it: Mario would’ve done the same thing. They both have that competitive brotherly energy to them. It’s what seemed to help them cooperate when it was needed. 

[blackmambaboobs]

TF2 Monster Mercs

So, I was thinking about the TF2 mercs as monsters/mythical creatures... Scout: Jackalope  -It’s known in the game that he’s called “Jackrabbit” by Engi and is known as the fastest member of the team.  -Rabbits are fast, can be skittish and alert (especially wild ones). -Jackalopes are from North American folklore, and seem harmless (though I’d imagine that their horns can do quite a bit of damage, like a buck). -Rabbits are good kickers because of their strong legs and are good at defending themselves despite the fact that they are prey to many animals. Spy: Matagot -It’s known in game and just in regular canon that Spy is seen as sly (AKA, being sneaky and tricky) and is hard to know which person he’s turned into. -He’d be a Fox Matagot.  -Matagots are from Southern France and can turn into multiple animals, but I feel a Fox fits him. -Foxes are amazing hunters, they’re quick and hard to catch and are known for causing trouble. Soldier: Sasquatch   -Soldier is a loud Guy and is violent when protecting his team, this is just a fact in canon and in game. -Sasquatches are commonly from North america and are said to be violent, smashing rocks on things to kill it and even yelling.  -And while Sasquatches are known to run away if needed, they will roar and/or act similar to a Gorilla to scare off prey. Sniper: PouKai -Sniper is known for being a Bushman, and being able to kill someone with good aim just from a single gun and being silent at it too. -He’d be a Poukai, why? Poukai’s are from New Zealand, they’re large man-eating birds and while they are considered mythical they may have actually existed at one point because of an actual extinct bird’s similarities.  -They’re like Eagles and are able to quickly kill and eat their prey silently.  Demoman: Kelpie -Demo’s known for his many bombs and somehow inability to not die despite the fact he is just a l c o h o l. And his disliking for Nessie. -He’d be a Kelpie for these reasons, 1: Kelpies are water spirits and while there are debates about it, it’s generally believed they lived near the Loch Ness Monster. and 2: Kelpies are known for tricking people by turning into a beautiful looking person (man or woman) and/or beautiful horse and then attacking that said person, even causing the Kelpie to be called the Devil because of it (honestly, gives me the vibes that Demo calls himself when he says he’s a monster because of his cyber eye).  Heavy: Leshy -Heavy, while known for carrying a big ass gun, is a big softie and doesn’t speak much, being kind and respectful to many people regardless of size and shape. -Leshy’s are in Russian and/or Polish origin, they are known to be masculine and said to be a forest spirit that watches the woods it protects. And while they seem evil, they tend to be quite nice depending on the Humans they meet. -This fits Heavy very well, he’s not mean at his core (literally a gentle giant). And he protects his team and family and friends, always making sure they’re safe. Medic: Nachzehrer -It’s known in game and in canon that Medic is a bit unstable and likes to experiment with different organs and such (animal or Human). He’s also known for making a deal with Satan himself in the comics. -In German folklore,  Nachzehrers are kinda a mixture of Vampires and Ghouls. They are also known for being related to sickness and disease (like a plague). They are often created in sad ways (Suicide, ETC), and eat either their own bodies or their family members.  -While I don’t believe Medic would ever eat someone (including himself),  Nachzehrers are also created because of sickness (it’s believed the first person that dies becomes one in most cases).  -Medic would honestly probably just eat random people, or at the very least, his enemies. Engineer: Goatman  -Engi’s known for his sentries and many PHDs and fast thinking. And because of this, is hard to get rid of.  -From Texas and other places, the Goatman is known for protecting bridges by attacking and/or scaring off people, especially at night, by either scratching (or just generally hurting) the person and/or making many terrifying noises. -They tend to be seen as the Devil because of their violent acts if you stay on his bridge for too long. Reminds me of the line “And you best hope... not pointed at you.” Pyro: Cockatrice -It’s known in game that Pyro is well, a pyromaniac and a bit weird. But they’re protective over their friends but seem unsettling to others especially with the mask they wear. -Cockatrices is a biblical beast, known for turning people they make eye contact with into stone and/or using fire breath.  -They are violent to Humans, though I’d imagine they’d be protective over their own kind and offspring. Note: I made these little headcanons of the mercs as monsters/mythical creatures based on where they’re from and what fits them personality and job-wise- The knowledge of these creatures are from my own research, so if I get anything wrong, I do apologize- If you have more info’ on these creatures (especially if they are from where you live), please educate me! I’d be happy to learn! :) 

[jsmuts]

Black Panther: Wakanda Forever - Thirst Review

Soooo as a gay man, there weren't a ton of men for me to thirst to. But don't get me wrong, I'm so happy to see so many women being complete badasses in this. However, I'm still a gay man and this is a thirst blog, so excuse me while I thirst for Namor and M'Baku.

Namor - Tenoch Huerta

This man. This maaaan!! Beautiful, from head to toe. I was picturing his thighs wrapped around my neck many times throughout this movie. His pecs, his nipples, his abs, they were all on display in every scene he was in. I'm willing to risk drowning in order to give Namor his own personal blowhole.

Also, it turns out, Daddy Tenoch is a little slut, huh? I had no idea until I looked up his instagram. And it's not me reading too much into it, he literally says in one of his posts "Exhibitionism". So the dude's a bit of a slut and honestly, good for him. I just want in on the sluttiness. Like, pull my hair, throw me around, fuck me senseless- I don't care. I just know he can give a good time. Plus, I love him with a little thiccness. You don't need chiseled abs to be hot and Tenoch's proving it in those risque selfies.

M'Baku - Winston Duke

Daddy M'Baku!! Now, I'll be honest, I'm pissed there wasn't a shirtless scene for M'Baku. He's an entire Daddy and he deserves it. However, we did get to see his arms, and daaaaamn if I don't just wanna be MANHANDLED by them. He's so THICC and sexy and I just want him to go full gorilla on my ass! I don't even know what I mean by that but I mean it. 

He's fucking huge. He'd tower over me and I'd love it. His tiddies, his enormous back, his tree-trunk arms- even the beard is perfection. If you're not horny for Winston Duke, you ain't RIGHT. People don't give him enough credit because the man is a wall of juicy, thicc-Daddy goodness. Love him. Brb gonna go fantasize...

Fictional Crush of the Movie!

I have to say, as much as I love Namor and would serve him for as long as he likes, I'd be quicker to kneel for M'Baku. There's something about M'Baku that's just so loveable. Despite his brutish, aggressive appearance we know deep down he's a big softy. That man is just a teddy bear and would be an S-tier cuddler. You know it's true. So yeaaah, M'Baku's the winner of this movie. Sorry Namor, feel free to punish me 😉

[midwestmade29]

My first request 🥰

This little number was written for the anonymous request I received the other day! I hope that they enjoy what I came up with. While this story lacks the spicy content I usually write, it was nice to branch out and try something new. So, thank you for the request…let’s hope I did this right 😂

(Here is the original request from anonymous:

I personally would love to see a Christian Cage x (Possibly?) A Pregnant!Wife Reader, maybe the reader is pregnant and Christian’s valet (kinda like the Miz & Maryse) and she’s stressing at Ringside during a match that happens involving Christian’s little Crew (Him, Lucha, & Nick)?)

This story contains minor swearing, pregnancy, slight description of labor pain(s). Read at your own discretion.

Y/N- your name

O/B- obstetrician (A physician who cares for women and their baby during pregnancy and childbirth)

Word count: 1,343

Divider is from @saradika

GIF credit: @junglehooks

A Labor of Love 💕

Christian and I had countless conversations about me joining him, Luchasaurus and Nick for his “write off” match that was happening next week on Dynamite. I wanted nothing more than to be ringside supporting him, cheering him and the guys on (and maybe even causing a little mischief for their opponents) but Christian was 100% against it. I know he was just being protective of me and our baby growing inside of me, but I knew this would be the last match I would be able to accompany him to the ring before our baby would be born. He also knew that I wasn’t going to give up on this until I got him to change his mind. To the rest of the world Christian was the biggest ill-tempered asshole, but when it came to me (and our baby) he was a complete softie. I loved being able to know that side of him.

“Y/N, what if something were to happen and go wrong? I just want you and the baby to be safe. It’s too risky for you to be out there with all 6 of us in the middle of the chaos. I won’t be able to keep an eye on you or keep you out of harm’s way.” He explained.

I couldn’t help but to let out a frustrated sigh. “This isn’t my first rodeo, Christian. I know what to do and where I need to be. I really want to be there since neither of us will be traveling with AEW after this match because the baby will be here soon. Please, just trust me. I need to do this for you and for me.” I pleaded. We sat in silence for a few minutes before I spoke again. “What if we ask my O/B at my appointment in a couple days if they think it’s a good idea or not? Let them decide if I’m in the clear to join you. Would that help make you feel better about it?” “I don’t think it would take all my worry away, but yes that’s a good idea. If the doctor says it’s okay, then I will trust their judgement, and yours.” I squealed with delight and threw my arms around Christian’s neck, causing my baby bump to nudge his stomach. Christian smiled at my excitement and placed his hand on my bump, marveling at the sudden kicks he felt against it. “Your mother is the most stubborn and determined person I’ve ever met. If you come out with the same fiery qualities she has, I’m in trouble.”

“You ready baby?” I asked Christian as we stood backstage in gorilla position. I knew how nervous he still was about having me ringside even though my doctor gave us the green light last week. Christian would be missing the next 6-8 weeks because of the baby, and I was bound and determined to make tonight special for him. Little did I know how “special” the night was going to turn out…

Luchasaurus and Nick stood nearby, stretching, and psyching themselves up while I tried my best to calm Christian’s mind. “You’ve worked so hard to get here baby. I’m so proud of you! I’ll be fine, and so will the baby. Now get your DILF ass out there and give em’ hell!” He kissed me fiercely before leaning down and kissing my baby bump too. The opponent’s music hit right before they went through their tunnel and down the ramp towards the ring. There was a small pause before Christian’s music started vibrating through the arena, causing him to instantly tap even more into his villainous persona before leading the 4 of us up the steps to the tunnel. Performing was like a second nature to me, so just like Christian had done, I flipped a switch and turned on the bad bitch persona I was so good at portraying. I placed my hands on Luchasaurus and Nick, parting them as I made my way in between and took my place right next to Christian. I plastered the biggest and brightest smile on my face while lacing my fingers with Christian’s as we walked down the ramp.

It was about 8 minutes into the match and the guys were rocking and rolling. I kept my distance from the busy spots in and around the ring while playing my part perfectly. Right on cue, I started distracting the ref so Christian could hit his opponent with the TNT belt Nick had tossed to him. I was yelling and waving my arms in the air manically, doing my best to keep the ref’s eyes on me for a few moments longer. When he threatened to throw me out from ringside, I hopped up and down throwing a tantrum, pleading my case for him to let me stay. The damage in the ring was already done, so I waved off the ref, allowing him to return his focus to the match.

Everything was going smoothly until Luchasaurus nailed Christian with a tail whip when the opponent he was aiming for ducked out of the way. Christian stumbled back into the pads of the turnbuckle, completely dazed before sitting down. My first instinct was to go apeshit on the asshole who ducked out of the way, but I went after Luchasaurus instead. (I blame the pregnancy hormones) I had fury in my eyes as I climbed onto the apron and began yelling at Luchasaurus for not being more careful, cursing at him and getting in his face. Nick rushed over and tried to calm me down, but I quickly put that little boy in his place. The more he spoke, the more my urge to slap him grew. When I reared my hand back, Nick recoiled but lucky for him Luchasaurus grabbed hold of my wrist, stopping my hand from making contact with Nick’s face. If looks could kill, that dinosaur would be dead right now because I was staring daggers at him.

The ref had enough of my behavior and tossed my ass out. Of course I threw a fit all the way up the ramp until I reached the backstage area. I was a little winded from all my theatrics, so I tried to catch my breath as I watched the match on the tv in the back. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my lower back, around my hips and to my lower belly. The surprise of it caused me to gasp and white knuckle grip the table next to me so I could steady myself. “What the hell was that?!” I whispered to myself. “This is not happening right now…” Another wave of pain radiated through my lower half, this time causing me to drop to my knees. Kris Statlander saw what had happened and rushed over to my side, full of concern. “Y/N! Are you okay?” “I…I think I’m in labor. Help me stand…p-please. I need to get my phone so I can get ahold of my doctor.” I spoke as calmly as I could through gritted teeth. Kris helped me to my feet, holding on to my arm giving me support. I didn’t even notice that Christian’s match had ended until I saw him running towards me. “Are you alright, Y/N? Is the baby okay? What’s going on?” he asked breathlessly. “I think the little s-show I put on with Luchasaurus and Nick might’ve caused me to go into labor.”

Christian’s face turned a little pale as he stood in front of Kris and I in shock. It took Kris snapping her fingers and a boop on his nose for him to come back down to Earth. “You okay there, Dad?” she asked him playfully. Christian’s brows knitted together as he gave her a dirty look, but his face softened when he turned his attention to me. “I’ll put the fact that I was right about it not being a good idea for you to be ringside tonight on the back burner temporarily. Now, let’s go meet our baby!”

Thanks for reading 🖤

[pepperycar]

Takes place after the fight in Brooklyn.

“Heart of gold?” Chapter 1: Home again

Mario and Luigi stumbled through the front door to their family’s apartment, it had been a long day, the reporters questioning Toad, DK and Peach, Mayor Pauline asking the bros about this “new world” and what other wonders it held, even giving them the key to the city as thanks for saving her city, even Spike apologised for doubting the brothers and the way that he acted towards them, but now they were finally back home, together again at last. Their family knew they’d need some alone time together after all they’d been through and thankfully Toad was in the kitchen telling the story of their adventure, so the bros didn’t need to find a distraction for them, Mario’s dad let DK rest on the couch, their niece Madelyn climbing on with him, finding him fascinating and bombarding him with questions like ‘how’d you learn to talk?!’ ‘Are there zoo’s in your world?’ ‘If your Dads a king does that mean your a prince?!’ ‘Did you really beat up Uncle Mario?’ DK was worried this would last all night but fortunately Madelyn seemed to tire herself out and soon fell asleep in DK’s arms, him drifting off soon after, Peach was in their parents bedroom talking with their Mom about how grateful she was for Mario and Luigi’s help and said she’d be happy to help with any repairs necessary, and Mario and Luigi were finally back together again, as they should be. Mario’s Mother was making sure all the heroes, especially Luigi who had gone three days without food or water, had full belly’s and were made comfortable, Luigi seemed almost zoned out at the table, he devoured his first plate of food in seconds like a starving dog but his later plates, he ate slower and slower, when he first sipped the cool, ice cold water, his face though tired, light up brightly as he continued to chug down, glass after glass, Mario having to pat his back if he chocked on it, telling him to take it easy and take his time, it was then Mario saw just how mentally drained his brother was, his eyes seemed to loose the brightness in them as they started to glaze over and get teary. When Toad got to the part of the story with the DK fight, Mario embarrassingly went to get Luigi another glass of water, Luigi meanwhile having tears form in his eyes as Toad described the beating Mario was given. Walking back from the kitchen sink, Mario took a quick glance at DK and Madelyn, she was led out like a star fish on his chest, both snoring loudly with some dribble down her cheek, Mario smiled at the sight before feeling someone flick his hat over his eyes, he didn’t need to look to know it was Luigi. He put the glass on the coffee table, readjusted his hat and let it a disappointed sigh “Lu what-“ He was cut of by Luigi grabbing his hands and carefully checking them over for injuries “Luigi.. I’m fine, the Super star healed us both completely!” He reassured.. that was a lie. But he didn’t want Luigi to worry “Mario you got punched in the stomach flying through the air by a huge gorilla and had your arm yanked out of its socket by Bowser..” Luigi sighed, Mario winced at the phantom pains he felt but ignored them “I’m fine.” He reassured placing a hand on Luigi’s shoulder, before Mario realised, he was trapped in a fierce hug “but Rainbow Road.. y-you could have died..” Luigi wept, Mario felt like his heart and lungs were being squeezed and he tried to not panic in front of Luigi, he simply patted his hand on his shoulder and gave a weak smile “there-there Lu.. I’m alright.” He said in a Motherly tone “come on drink up!” Mario smiled, handing him the glass “DK wasn’t as harsh as Toad said he was-“ “yes he is!” Toad called back from the kitchen, their Uncles laughing “heh- he’s a real softy deep down..” Mario then felt a couch pillow wack him on the back of his head, he looked back to see DK supposedly sleeping but with a big telling smirk on his face, Mario rolled his eyes “you are..” he said under his breath as he followed Luigi back in the kitchen. -To be continued.

[andromedagarcia]

😎 - for 5 facts about mun!! — softie.

I'm trying to think about SOMETHING you don't know about me...

My favorite animals are gorillas

I like to wear a silver necklace with an ankh sign (key of life) most days

If I could only listen to one (1) song for the rest of my life it would be NFWMB by Hozier

I was a sleepwalker as a kid and I would wake up in the bathroom floor, on top of the kitchen table, at my parent's bed...

I'm hopefully going to Poland next year ~

[honeykaes]

OH OH this n 16 n 18 plsplspls >o<

BTW I LUV U /p hehheheeeeee heheeaaa <33333 i rly hope u nd kaeya are doing AMAZING !!!!!!!!!

heheh thank you for indulging me

Does your f/o prefer slow and sweet lovemaking or fast and hard fucking?

Kaeya prefers the slow and sweet—not because he is sweet but because he knows it gets me all riled up and begging him to go faster. He just puts on this cocky, smug face leaning into my face and asking to describe in great detail how I want to be fucked. For being a smut writer, I am very shy and pent up so he likes to see me crack down and finally give in.

Some days he gives in and goes faster, other days he just teases me and kisses me to stop me from whining about his cruelty

(He’s also just a softy who wants to “love make” than fuck every once and awhile)

What’s the foreplay like? How quick is it to get both of your clothes off?

Foreplay is a must because I have the gorilla glue grip coochie svhsisiwjwjeiw but Kaeya finds foreplay just as fun as the act since there’s a lot you and do and he’s really big into edging. Whether it’s fingering or oral or god for it he decides to make his fingers as cold as popsicles to toy with me—he finds my expressions cute.

I also big into body-worshipping so on my end, it’s a lot of kisses trailing on his shoulder neck before going lower and lower to get to his dick n showing my appreciation there.

As for clothes though, it depends on how pent up we are. Sometimes it’s very lazy making out and heavy petting with clothes on. Other times we are ripping each article of clothing off to get to that skin to skin action haha

[gh99st]

Me too, but kids shows can only go so far I guess

The 2015 book doesn't delve into that sort of stuff? But it's alot more complex

Book spoilers

You can cut off a trolls 'softies' which is by your shoulders, cut out the gallbladder and burn it, and probably the typical lobbing the head off but trolls in the book are super super diffrent to the show

Blinky is an octopus type thing and arg is the hulk but a gorilla yak buffalo thing, but we love her anyway

Trolls in the book supposedly crawled out from the giant yimirs toes? (@iloveyousmmm shut up) so there're alot more beastly and gross and vary in intelligence

So overall its more like killing an animal yk so Jim didn't have a 'i'm killing a person' moment becaue he wasn't hunting those types off troll, gunmar doesn't really count but I'm not going into that at all

He goes after nullhullers, which are changelings but way way diffrent (again not talking about that unless I get asked, ask box is open), these little mice things that kids shit out, these little crazy boulder gnome things and some other stuff

Super cool I know, please go read the book

But he still sad when a troll I won't name dies because they were friends? So it a bit complicated on a moral sort of standing. Because the smaller level troll are like vermin and less intelligent opposed to blinky (who writes the book version of a brief recapitulation)

Jim sturges is also very different to james Lake, he's more gloomy and isn't really good at anything etc etc

Also has a fat crush on claire fontaine (claire nunez)

Please go read the book I wanna talk about it

'To Catch a Changeling' was the first episode where Jim actually kills someone (not counting goblins), and I've always wished there had been some kind of focus on the moral ramifications he experienced because of that.

Because there's no way he just went from being unable to kill a gnome, a creature considered a common pest, to killing a person with no afterthoughts other than: "oh man! I killed our only evidence of changelings in arcadia!"

Though I guess he could've just been doing a shit ton of compartmentalizing as well as justifying it to himself with the fact she was going to kill both him and Toby. But still, there's no way he didn't feel at least somewhat guilty.

[kryptored]

Finally get to watch Reflekdoll 2.0, here are my thoughts so far:

Juleka and Luka are siblings goals. Luka is best big brother, and Juleka is best little sister.

All those fanfics, head canons, and AUs of Marinette having a website for her designs is now officially canon.

I never realized that Juleka was so tall.

That is the face of someone who is afraid and should not be pushed into something they're not ready for. Adorable, but still uncomfortable. 

Hey Alya, take notes on ‘How to be a Good Friend.’

Alya, NO. Look at how Juleka’s looking at you. Look how sad she is, for fuck’s sake.

So, we know that kwamis won’t actually disappear when their chosen remove the miraculous from their person, unless they’re actually saying or implying that they don't want to be the holder or rejecting them at some point. This is seen during ‘Origins’ when Marinette first met Tikki, but we never actually knew if the swamis’ presence depends entirely on whether or not their miraculous holders are wearing their miraculous.

“I hope you’re kidding?” - Plagg sounds like a mood.

Oh, geez. Look how red she is. I feel for her, honestly.

I also feel for Juleka. You know, being overlooked for someone’s wants just because you hesitate when you show how uncomfortable you are at first, not even given the chance to explain yourself? smh

Thank you, Mylène, for asking if Marinette is alright.  

Oh, she’s definitely giving Rose the googly smitten eyes.

“Spread my feathers”? Spread my fucking feathers? they should've just stuck with “Transformez-moi!” 

The Gorilla is a big softie, but you don’t need me to state the obvious.

I’m guessing when Luka gets akumatized again, he’ll also have a sentimonster that can be controlled by a ship’s wheel? 

Juleka’s VA is really selling this episode.

I would never forget you, Juleka!

Juleka, I love you, but Marinette didn’t steal the limelight from you. Sure, she ended up modelling in your place at first, but I think we all know who decided to interrupt a very important conversation between friends and chose to overlook your nervousness in exchange for her chance to make her ship happen. Marinette was more than willing to listen to you, yet Alya was rude enough to cut you off. 

Girl, Marinette knows EXACTLY what it’s like to be forgotten. Remember Chameleon? You know, the same episode where everyone forgot everything she’s done for you guys and how she has Jagged’s contact information since she designed his glasses?

Marinette still has no pockets. Petition to get Marinette a suit with pockets. Those in agreement, say “Aye.”

Woah, Marinette hits hard. Lots of pent up frustration, I presume?

Adrien the Kick-boxer AU.

Lady Noire with her kitty eyes. 

Okay, that’s not fair. How come Mister Bug gets his Lucky Charm in a specific way? Then again, does that mean it shows how they think of executing their plans? As seen from Gigantitan, Marinette has a very ‘busy’ mind that has a lot of things going on. Lots of complex plans, so many intricacies. And maybe Adrien, seeing as he’s originally Chat Noir, prefers a more direct approach at things?

Oh, how the tables have turned.

“Now that you've used up your lucky charm, you've only got a few minutes left before you transform back, Bugaboy!” Lady Noire in her big dick energy voice.

Does Lady Noire even realize that her name is technically their ship name when in their original suits?

THIS. IS. SPARTA!

“I’ve always wanted to do this.” Adrien/Mister Bug has confirmed that he practices capturing an akuma with a yoyo. Now we just need him to confirm that he has a Ladybug onesie, and we’re all good.

“MIRACULOUS MISTER BUG!” Adrien the Dork, AKA Mister Bug.

Am I seeing things, or does Papa Dupain’s hair look lighter in colour?

Duusu is crazy... just like the rest of us. But why is she so agreeable with Hawkmoth’s plans? Could it be the damage of her miraculous, or was she manipulated into thinking that it’s for the greater good?

I need more Marinette and Plagg moments. We’re lacking in content with these two together. Also, Adrien and Tikki are so sweet together.

When they finally reunited with their original kwamis, it was like meeting their pets (specifically dogs, or cats in Adrien and Plagg’s case) again after they got lost.

Why does Marinette have to apologize for something that’s not her fault? Again?! Why?! The more she does this, the more chances that those people who are actually making those mistakes will get used to thinking that, “Oh, it’s okay to be wrong and not apologize. I can just have Marinette do it for me!” NO. just, no. Own up to your mistakes, people. And yes, that means you Alya.

We need more episodes with the Gorilla interacting with the kids.

Overall, episode was good. We finally got to see Luka and Juleka talking to each other (about time). We also got to see Adrien and Marinette in matching clothes. Juleka is going to be a supermodel and no one can change my mind. She and Adrien will be her top models once she gets big in the Fashion Industry. Episode finished - POUND IT.

[akawrites000]

hot vs cold

Hero groaned, pulling on that black tie with curled, tense fingers. They've never been a big fan of formal wear, but this particular assignment had called for such a situation. They looked up at the gloomy sky, mind wandering about to how many side jobs heroes actually had to do. People would think being a hero would consist of mostly fighting off villains- and that's true, but villain was the least of their problems right then; in fact, it had almost been a week since they had a face off with villain. When they weren't paying attention, their thoughts would sometimes betray them, making hero think that they almost missed villain. Almost.

Sweat pooled on their brow as they waited under the hot sun, dearly missing the comfort and familiarity of their hero costume. This particular job requirement was that they act as a bodyguard and protect a high profile individual while they attend some sort of a party that hero couldn't be less concerned about. They preferred being the hero and not a bodyguard for someone who they didn't even know.

Just then, a black limousine rolled out and stopped right in front of the hotel they were staying in; a huge man with sunshades got out from the back, waved their hands at hero, signaling them to get in. That must be my ride.

They got into the car without any fight, and took one look at the rear most seat to check if this was in fact their employer or just a fancy way of kidnapping.

"No staring."

"Wha-

Hero didn't have a chance to speak out before they were crushed by the huge man sitting to their left. They couldn't believe it, why did they have to be squished, with no concept of personal space in a limousine?! This was just absurd.

Hero felt another lithe body press to them on their right, that person in turn being squished by another big man to their left. Hero groaned internally, they were just really bad with close contact with people in general, they could never understand why, but it just felt foreign to them. It's like they never knew how to act, and their mind would settle on the default "freak out" option.

Hero was dragged out of their head when they felt themselves being pushed further to the lithe person on their right, because the big guy decided to squirm in his seat. The sweat pooling on their brow slowly slid down their cheekbone, and hero was feeling hot... everywhere. There were too many sensations ramming into them all at once- their tight suit, which felt like it was glued to their body now thanks to their nerves; being pressed to another person; feeling their body heat. Hero had always had a high body temperature so all of this contact was making their head spin.

They just sat there silently, wishing for this agony to just end.

-

Villain was in high spirits, this was a job that paid well, so they enthusiastically got dressed up in a suit that was the dress code for a bodyguard and got into the assigned limousine. They had a mask plus voice changer on for good measure, and nobody questioned that which was good. They were thinking how ironic it was that they accepted this job request, because this was what the heroes did- protecting people, not villains.

So it was an understatement to say that their jaw almost dropped to the floor when they saw hero getting into that same limousine. Villain found themselves gaping at them, their mind betraying them and caring for their nemesis who they met almost every day, in a fight of course.

I can't believe that hero is actually here, so now we have to work together? Do they even know that I'm villain? And they're not even wearing a mask to hide their identity, how irresponsible. Oh, they look good in a suit-

Villain had to stop their mind right there, willing themselves to focus on anything else other than the hero sitting next to them. But these two gorillas on either side of them made that almost impossible as they kept pushing each other closer in this seat that was too small for all of them.

Villain couldn't help but glance over at hero every few minutes, they were being too quiet. The hero they knew was noisy, always running into a fight before thinking, a person that kept jumping around all the time. So seeing them this calm was just... weird.

By now villain was pretty sure that hero didn't recognise them, so they were mentally prepping themselves to talk to them when the gorilla to hero’s left pushed them further into their body. Villain immediately froze. Too close. Hero might as well be practically sitting on them now, villain could feel everything- their breathing, heartbeat, and their body heat, they were practically burning... wait, burning?!

Villain whipped their head towards hero and took in their slumped figure. Their head was downcast so they couldn't really see their face. Hero was practically leaning on them, making no effort to even hold themselves upright and villain was a little worried... okay, a lot more worried than they let on. Hero’s breathing was ragged and villain felt like they had to do something, anything. But hero beat them to it.

"H-hot". Hero breathed out, weakly, pathetically.

Their voice was so low, villain almost didn't hear them.

"Sorry, what did you say?"

Hero propped their head up on their shoulder, lips parted as they gasped in some air, bangs stuck to their sweaty forehead and villain shamelessly drank in those visuals, despite their thoughts clashing with one another. Hero’s eyes were shut tight, while villain’s eyes were wide open, staring at them.

"S' so hot, I can't-" they croaked.

That's when villain painfully realised that hero was having some sort of a panic attack and they needed space. Villain haphazardly pushed at the big man to hero’s left, glaring at him so that he doesn't attempt to move any closer. Then they draped a protective arm around hero, activating their powers and felt weirdly proud when hero almost moaned out at the cold sensation.

Villain brought up their other hand to hero’s face comfortably nestled on their shoulder and gently touched their forehead, cheek and neck.

Hero blinked up at them in slight surprise, eyes opening and then closing as they went limp in their arms, all of their tense muscles relaxing and villain just felt so powerful.

Hero finally looked up at them after regaining a bit of their energy, their face a palette of red, when the car screeched to a stop.

The two of them were ushered out of the car and hero wobbled after the 'mysterious masked person who had saved them' . They were pulled upright by the same person when their balance toppled and they almost ended up kissing the floor, with a "be more careful" from them. Hero felt their face heating up, just how many times did they have to be helped today? A behavior totally unbefitting of a hero.

"Um!" Hero called out and the 'masked person' stopped to turn around and look at them.

Hero was already bowing, words sounding like apologies and gratitude steadily spilling out of their lips in a messed up heap, as they bombarded villain’s ears. Villain wanted to understand, they really did, but all they could pick up were hurried sorries, shy thank you's and the word stranger that kept popping up here and there and how hero was so embarrassed by their own behaviour.

Villain simply scoffed, they had seen far more embarrassing sides of the hero and secretly enjoyed them, their nose scrunching up every time hero called them a stranger and villain couldn't stand it anymore.

As fun as this was, it was time to reveal their masked identity-

"But I'm no stranger to you darling." Villain mocked and the 'goldfish expression' on hero’s face was oh so worth it.

Villain turned around with a smug smile as hero caught up with all of that information and was by their side in a second, screeching into their ears.

"Villain?!"

"Yes, that's me."

Hero groaned, Villain's voice dripped with so much amusement that made hero’s heart flare with embarrassment at that moment.

"I'll punch you after this job." Hero hissed.

Villain smiled, "Is that how you thank people? But lucky for you, I'll accept it and punch you back."

Hero rolled their eyes. "Just shut up. Please."

Villain chuckled and hero couldn't get that voice out of their head. While they were distracted, villain took the opportunity to close in next to their ear and spoke in a sinful tone which should be illegal-

"I-im hot~"

Hero simply tripped on air, falling face first to the ground this time. There was no getting that voice out of their head now. They looked up and glared at villain, who made a funny face and walked away.

Hero hid their face in their hands. "Shit. That's unfair, you shitty villain."

Hero felt another large hand tapping their shoulder and looked up to see one of the gorilla men looking down at them, sympathy written all over his face. Hero took the man's outstretched hand and let themselves be pulled up.

"That was cute, didn't know you both knew each other. But my partner and I," he pointed to the other huge man standing next to the limo and grinning at them, "are totally on your side. That was one underhanded move."

Oh, if hero wasn't embarrassed enough a few seconds ago, they definitely were now.

"Wait, what, how did you-

"I have superhearing." , the man simply said as hero gawked at him, and then started wishing for the ground to swallow them up whole.

BONUS: Every time hero overheated during a fight and felt faint, villain would use their powers to cool them down, and hero would lean into that touch like they could never get enough of it. It attacked villain’s heart every time.

So yeah, my brain decided to give you hero x villain squished together in a limo instead of a bed? New trope? xD

Thank you so much for 260 followers, you all are so precious 🥺❤

[onedirecton]

had to stop watching this nature documentary episode on apes because it made me go through so many epic highs and lows

[flowersandbirdsflyingfree]

Tank Dempsey is a little shit who will:

- Steal your french fries when you’re not looking

-Will wake you up on weekdays by kicking down your door hollering “LIGHTS! LIGHTS! LIGHTS!”

-Thinks it’s funny to call you shortstack and lean on you as an armrest

-Ragequits so bad at video games that your credit card begs you not to buy another TV. He has a gorilla grip and a gorilla throw

-Make you bail him out when he gets stuck in a moshpit at a heavy metal show

-“What the hell is a TikTok?” Oh please no don’t LET HIM JOIN- and now he’s shitposting

-Speaking of the internet, explaining it to him is embarrassing. He had a screaming match with Alexa for 30 minutes

-Punched a hole in the wall to feel tough again because he saw a cute kitten

-Yelled at a guy on the train for glaring at you to defend your honor

-The reason you need another safe to store his never-ending collection of firearms

-The reason you can’t celebrate easter because of the face he makes around hard-boiled eggs (It’s your fault you did the dare, Tank…)

-Fired a roman candle and destroyed someone’s car but refused to be responsible for it. He just threw you over his shoulder and ran off

-Is actually a total softie deep down who can get away with all this because of his All-American charm