#takes him back home and makes his favorite childhood dish that he hasn't had since joining the council jayce ends up spending the night but

[kid-from-gotham]

You know what I can't stop thinking about since it 1st popped into my head

Jayce post hexcore stumbling across his mother while trying to find Viktor and Accidently regressing around her I think it would be so bitter sweet in a way

[quitealotofsodapop]

After that whole mess, they, of course, go back to FFM. Both because the cubs had a long day and needed a nap and also because neither Wukong nor MK had the energy to reset their glamours, and the last thing any of them wanted was to be swarmed. Wukong had to be stopped form going into a cleaning spree as soon as he realized he was having guests over for the first time in years and had to be told to sit down since, out of everyone there, be had been the one in the worst condition when all was said and done. They still enjoyed their smaller, more private New Years celebration and getting to run around in MK's childhood home

referencing.

Absolutely. Wukong is taking all the cubs home for a well-deserved rest (the eclipse twins argue that they aren't tired [lie]), and to properly introduce himself to the Noodle shop gang/aka his reincarnated Pilgrim brothers.

Wukong is a dedciated King to his people, but hasn't really let people "get close" since the Samadhi Fire incident/DBK's imprisonment. So he's a little rusty on how to play host in his own palace. The Stalwarts and the island's subjects are worried since they noticed some sort of havoc going on in the mainland while their King was gone, but Wukong brushes them off.

When Wukong attempts to clean up and play host, Pigsy quickly makes him sit down since; "You're pregnant and nearly got all your magic drained out of you. I'll make dinner." Which immediately puts the pig in the monkeys' good graces. Wukong does have to admit, piglet's grandson makes amazing noodle soup.

Mei (+MK) helps Pigsy out in the kitchen, and Wukong has a pang of nostalgia and grief at how similar the little dragon looks to Ao Lie. Her fun-loving attitude quickly gains her fans amongst the cubs, even if they try to eat her phone once or twice.

Lots of talking happens - especially on the subject of MK being Wukong's eldest cub + who exactly "dad" is. Wukong is still a little too upset at Macaque to give more than a curt explaination that he left on "a vacation" and has been missing since then.

Pigsy blurts out that he'll; "Sock the punk in the nose the second he sees 'em for leaving his family like that". It gets a laugh out of the king at least. Gao Cuilan did the same to Bajie when he finally returned after the journey.

Tang is ofc in Jttw-nerd heaven. Asking so many questions that MK has to interupt him to give his mom some space. The Stalwarts happily fill in the more embarassing/sappy details of their King and Warrior's romance, which delights the scholar (and mortifies SWK and MK) to no end.

Sandy is quickly the cubs favorite new uncle - though that could be because he smells like old uncle Sha Wujing. The Eclipse Twins are sus though. He makes himself busy serving up tea and addressing any emotional issues Wukong could be going through rn, especially with another little monkey on the way. Wukong is touched.

The Demon Bull Family makes an appearance - mainly to offer their apologies and for DBK to start making amends with his little bro. DBK quickly gets swarmed by the cubs he missed out on meeting, bellowing with laughter as they climb all over his horns. PIF is very aloof as per usual, but expresses her condolences for Macaque's disappearance. Wukong can tell that the former celestial princess is worried about her old friend, even if she doesn't care to show it.

Red Son is super confused, holding a casserole dish of non-spicy barbeque (DBK uncharacterically insisted, apparently the Monkey King hated spicy food), and just blinking at the fact that the "Noodle Boy" and "Pony Girl" he'd been fighting with were actually his calf-hood chums! Yuebei tries to eat his hair the moment he's offered to hold one of the Nodelets for the first time.

Overall the New Years "afterparty" (as Mei dubbed it) goes far better than the original celebration. Even if MK is super-grounded for not telling Wukong he became a superhero + lying who he actually was to the gang.

+Bonus: I love the idea of the cubs being super cranky during the events in the Celestial Realm. And when the spider gang attempt to stop the gang on the airship; little Yuebei starts shrieking with anger over her lack of sleep + missing both parents, and blasts them away with her non-fatal lazer eyes. It's one of many signs that MK's family aren't normal demons. Hunstman is a little embarassed that he was technically defeated by a baby.

[johnandrasjaqobis]

11-20 for vic :)

11. if they have a pet or animal companion, how do they spend time with them? if they don’t have one, what sort of animal would they be interested in raising, if any? He has his familiar, Prosciutto, who has not changed from an otter since he first summoned her. When they're actively traveling (without immediate risks) she usually rides on his shoulders and I like to think plays with Anthe's tressym kitten in their downtime. Prosci acts as Vic's rubber duck when he's studying -- she might not have any insights into arcane glyphs, but she is definitely a good sounding board to just piece it together out loud toward. Good to talk to in general (far better than his old echos) and on some particularly stressful occasions, her fur is good to scream into.

12. how have they altered their body? piercings, tattoos, biohacks, or other modifications—anything. why (or why not) did they (or someone else) make those changes? Vic's had two tattoos; one of them is gone now because it was a spellwrought with revivify and he used it after like, 11 days. The most recent one is maybe a week old and non-magical; the Exandrian constellation that has whatever their version of the north star in it surrounding the outline of a dodecahedron. The explanation for it is kind of lengthy, but essentially it's a way to remember his home growing up, the god that might not directly talk to its followers but still made things better for them, and a reminder that he gets to decide where home is now.

13. what are some motifs you associate with them? did you intentionally bring in those motifs, or did it happen over time? The dodecahedron is kind of a given, what with Vic being from the Dynasty and all. Apart from that...shadows have kind of stuck with him, even with the echo knight abilities gone. The ancestral guardians show up like less corporeal echoes and his Shield spell acts as a dim shadowy barrier while it's up. He started out with that kind of motif but it's more surprising it's kept up the entire time.

14. what keeps them up at night? Other than the mundane "he gets really into studying and doesn't sleep" sort of thing. Usually it's not even a worry about anything specific, it's just...the paranoia that something will go wrong. Someone getting hurt and his not being able to stop it. He is consistently afraid of letting his friends down somehow.

15. is there something that never fails to make them laugh? In general, any of Nev's jokes. So many of them are just so matter-of-fact and it takes a second to realize it is a joke, and he loves that. Also any time he can get a genuine indignant reaction out of Everdin.

16. do they value their appearance? Not much. He's consciously aware that people find him attractive (because he has been blatantly told that people find him attractive) but he's not really...concerned about it. Vic wears what's comfortable and practical, he wouldn't have considered styling his hair until Dolly suggested it, he walked around with mismatched boots for a not insignificant amount of time. One of the only times he thinks more about what he looks like is when he's actively trying to be intimidating.

17. they’re crying—what did it take to make them cry? tbh Vic cries more often with happy situations than sad ones. He cried when he got the answer about Illy and when he first cast dancing lights. In actual upsetting situations he tends to shut down more.

18. what dish brings back the best memories for them? There's this specific like. baked mushroom dish that one of his aunts makes that remains his favorite to this day. He hasn't had it in multiple years due to the whole desertion thing but it's absolutely a food that reminds him of childhood and running around with cousins and a lot of very loud and chaotic love.

19. what sparks genuine, unadulterated rage in them? Oddly, in a way, fear. Like...rage is a mechanic for him, and a very useful one, but not one he's a fan of. Vic rages when things are going very badly, when he needs to be able to ignore pain and take way too many hits, when he needs to set morals to the side to make sure his friends get out alive. With very few exceptions, every time Vic has raged he's been afraid, but fear isn't useful. Getting mad enough to impale a guy on the melted remnants of a metal door is useful.

20. what attracts them to someone—platonically and/or romantically, anything counts. With the notable exception of D'nou, Vic has terrible taste in men. He's got a deep appreciation for mages, and the confidence that comes with being good at magic. Being able to hold their own in a fight, whether with magic or weapons. Tolerating the way his already average charisma tends to plummet without warning when awkward things come up. So far the weirdly specific types have included morally-grey twinks and beefy paladins. It's a wide range.

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

❛ THE GRANDMA'S RECIPE ❜

with Che ‘Taza’ Romero.

Request: Girl I want Taza love! I was thinking maybe Taza having a cook out at his place and his wife goes out with decorating and cooking. And one her favorite songs come on and she wants Taza to dance with her. I just love him❤️ Also your world is wonderful as always!

BY ANON

Warnings: none.

Word count: about 1.1k

Aurora says: this writing hasn't been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I'm sorry about that!

Gif credits: to the author.

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The ranch is flooded by the smell of an old recipe of your husband's grandmother, Juana. His mother gave it to you four years ago and you haven't had time to use it, but after a long run for two weeks, you asked for some days off from the hospital to give him a surprise. She used to cook for him a meatloaf with corn, frijoles and onion, and sour cream on top of it. All around the house, anyone can hear one of your favorite songs ever that your mother used to dance with you called ‘Amor a la mexicana’ sung by Thalia. You're pretty excited for Taza finding out what's for dinner, praying to his grandmother when you put it inside the oven. You are sure that that woman would be very proud of you. As soon as you hear the door getting opened, you run out from the kitchen closing the door.

“Wha—What is that smell?”

“NOTHING!” Jumping into him, you cover his nose with a hand loudly laughing.

“Okay, okay!” He chuckles, impatiently looking for your lips, finally kissing you after two weeks separated.

“Bienvenido a casa, amor”. (Welcome home). You gasp inevitably, self-absorbed on every short kiss he spreads around your face. “I've missed you”.

“Shit... I did it too, mi vida”. Che is almost sobbing desperate, hugging you and sinking his tired face in your neck. “'Am gonna sleep like a damn baby tonight”.

“Yeah, but first…” You say pocking his nape with a forefinger to call his attention, making him raise his eyes again at yours. “I got a surpr— Actually there are two surprises”.

“How lucky I am…”

“You have…” Putting your feet back to the floor, you check the hour on the silver clock in your wrist. “Ten minutes. I will be waiting for you on the porch, but… You have to wear it”.

“What dirty thing have yo—”. He tries to ask, grabbing the black bandana in front of his eyes.

“¡Ay, ya! Solo úsala, ¿sí?” (C'mon! Just wear it, okay?). You complain narrowing your eyes, leaning over your toes to dearly kiss him, taking some seconds to taste his lips.

“A tus órdenes, mi amor”. (Under your orders, my love).

Watching him disappear from the living room, you wait to make sure that he's already in the bathroom, before coming back to the kitchen. Squatting down next to the oven, you open it to prick the meatloaf with a fork having a look of it. And by checking that it's clean and hot, you know the dinner is ready. So taking so much care and wearing two big and padded gloves, you take off the crystal fountain from it, placing it over a wood plan on the counter. It smells really good, hoping it tastes the same. Bringing the plank to the table at the porch, you cut two pieces, to serve them on the plates. Pouring out some wine on both glasses, before starting to wait for your husband.

“Okay, ready”. You hear behind you, making you turn over your steps.

“Com'ere”. Holding his hands, totally blinded by the bandana, you lead him to his chair.

“That smells really good, (Y/N)”.

“Sh, sh, sh”. You mutter sitting aside on his lap. Having a small piece and placing your hand under the fork, you guide it towards him. “Okay, open your mouth”.

He does, a second before eating it. You can see how he chews it, and how his look turns somewhat confused.

“Wha'?” You ask a little nervously, resting an elbow over the table.

Taza takes off the bandana at the speed of the light, swallowing and letting travel his eyes around him until finding the crystal fountain. You don't know if he's going to cry, or what, when he starts to pout at you.

“Shit, is it that bad…?”

Having a piece to taste it, you don't notice anything that couldn't be out of the recipe. But he keeps silent and you're starting to worry.

“Fuck, I destroyed your childhood”.

Getting up from him, you walk quickly to the kitchen to grab his grandmother's book, reading every ingredient in your way back to the porch.

“I followed every damn instruc—”.

“Who have… give you that?” He says frowning slightly.

“Your mother. Four years ago, when we went to the Reserve”. You just say. “I asked for three days off, so I could us— Che, are you… crying?”

Raising your eyes from the handwritten recipe, you find your husband sobbing, resting his cheek over the table and having another piece of the meatloaf. Just like a child would do. You could never think to see your husband crying. At least, not because of that. But if he continues eating, it's because he really likes it.

“Che…?” You mutter, closing the book and leaving it by a side. “You're scaring me, honey”.

“It tastes like my Grandma's, thank you...” He finally replies, with his mouth full of it. You know that he probably is going to drown with so much meat in it, but he's happy. “I've been… twenty years without… eating it. And it was my favorite dish ever”.

“Aw, cariño…” If you had known how much he could enjoy it, you would cook it before.

“Jesus Christ…” He just gasps finishing the dish in a blink of an eye, resting his back against the chair.

“You want more?”

“I want to marry you again”. Urging you to sit again on his lap, surrounding you with both arms, he fills your face with kisses. “How fuckin' lucky I am, mi amor”.

“Anything for you, baby”. Leaning towards him, you peck his lips with short kisses. “So… three days off, cooking those recipes. What do you say, ah?”.

“Fuck, yes”. He laughs nodding, while you clean some of his tears.

“Did you like the surprises?”

“Pretty much, mi reina. You're the best”.

All the nerves you have felt since you took off the book from your hiding place have disappeared when you see your husband serving more meatloaf on his plate. He's useless to lie, so you know that he's really enjoying it. And after a long dinner, talking about the trip and about your days in the hospital, you pick up the dinner stuff to continue your talk laying on the hammock; until your phone starts to play again the song you have been hearing since early evening.

“Ven, baila conmigo, mi amor”. (Come here, dance with me, my love). He beams holding one of your hands to pull you closer.

“Look how happy you are…” You tease him, surrounding his neck with both arms, while your bodies begin to move perfectly in tune under the latin rhythm.

“Since the day I met you”. He says making you spin around holding one of your hands, spellbound on the way your hair dances on air. “I couldn't love anyone more than I love you, mi amor”.

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