#uh no. he's human. they both are. we all are. and they needed money and views.

[staylovesmiley]

Give Me Your TMI~ Chapter 11

₊˚⊹ᰔ Pairing; Yang Jeongin x Fem!reader, Stray kids x Fem!reader

₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ Summary; In a world where Humans and Hybrids should be living as equals, Hybrids are still viewed as being closer to their animalistic side than their humanistic. Deep in the woods lives a band of misfit hybrids who reject these societal views and keep to themselves, choosing to live away from humans. What happens when the youngest of this rogue group meets a lost Human girl, befriending her after an incident where he must rely on her for help?

₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ Warnings; hybrid!au, female!reader, angst, mild violence, mentions of sexual harassment/assault and discrimination, she/her pronouns used for reader, this is very loosely based off the overall themes/tones of the manga and anime fruits basket~

CHAPTER WARNING; This chapter contains brief mentions of a past involving sa. Nothing is too graphic but I will mark the beginning and end of those parts with pink text

Tense was the only way to describe how you were feeling ever since you arrived back from your trip into town with Changbin.

All of you were sat down at the dinner table now and you could feel Jeongin’s eyes staring you down from where he sat beside you. Curse the stupid mating bond- you knew he could tell something was wrong. Chan was no better, stealing glances at you from his spot at the head of the table. “Pretty, is something bothering you?” He asked, tone gentle as if he were asking you something as simple as to pass one of the dishes Minho had prepared. “Oh um…yeah everything is fine.” Jeongin huffs at your side, shoveling more of the fish that was on his plate into his mouth before giving Chan a look that let you know they both were aware that was a lie.

Thankfully, no one else seemed to question you and dinner continued rather uneventfully. You helped Hyunjin clear the table afterwards and while Felix moved to help him wash the dishes you took a deep breath and made your way over to Chan. “Hey uh- could I speak with you alone for a moment? It’s- kind of important…” His ears stood straight as he gave you a concerned look but nodded softly, taking your hand and leading you back to his room. You felt the nerves bubbling up in your stomach but this was something you needed to discuss with him first before bringing it up with everyone else. “Okay pretty, what’s been on your mind?” He asks as soon as the door is closed shut behind the two of you. Slowly, as if stalling for time, you make your way over to the bed and take a seat in the edge. You wait for him to join you before softly speaking up. “While we were in town this woman approached me….we uh- we went to this restaurant and had a long chat about something that I’m not really sure how to tell you-“ The wolf hybrid stayed silent, deep brown eyes watching you like a hawk causing you to swallow hard before continuing. “My grandfather- uh…it turns out he was a very, very wealthy man…and since I was his favorite grandchild- when he passed he left all of his assets to me.”

For a moment silence falls over the both of you like a blanket of fresh snow, the only sound in the room coming from the rest of the members in the rest of the house and the steady sound of your racing heartbeat. “So….you’re rich now?” His words lack their normal confidence, the command he usually holds as the head of the family drained from his tone and you nod slowly. “I guess I am….very rich, at that- but there is something else.” Chan takes a deep breath, hands braced on his knees and he looks like he is struggling to wrap his brain around the news. “Okay- what else is there? Stipulations? Is there something you have to do before you get the money? please don’t tell me you have to go back to your family-“ You cut off his racing thoughts by placing your hands atop of his own, looking at him softly as you press your foreheads together. “I’m not leaving you. Besides- my grandfather was not a part of any of that…in fact he hated it and it made him disown my father.” Chan nodded, taking another deep breath to calm his nerves now that his biggest worries were laid to rest. “Then what is it, pretty?” You bit your lip, pulling away slightly to look down at where your fingers were now intertwined in his lap. “In addition to all the money, which is mine indefinitely, there is also his house. It’s….from what little I remember of it, a very large cabin- practically a mansion taking inspiration from a cabin, honestly, on this huge mountain that overlooks the city.”

You can feel it as well as see when the wolf hybrid tenses, his scent dampening and causing you to feel the unease in your older mate. “Oh…so- you want us to leave here? To move?” Frantically, you shake your head and give his hands a reassuring squeeze. “No no no, Channie….im not saying that at all. Just- I didn’t want to keep this from you…” Pulling away to sit beside him with your hips touching and both of you facing the door once again you sigh deeply. “I honestly don’t know what I want….I think- there are definitely benefits to leaving…but that decision shouldn’t be up to me. I will stay with you all no matter where we are.” You explain, leaning your head on his shoulder. “Besides- with the money we don’t have to worry about anything anymore even staying here. We can continue on as we have been but with extra security knowing that if Hyune’s paintings don’t sell well we will be okay and there won’t be as much pressure on him to get rid of his work anymore.”

Chan is silent for a bit, the unease never quite leaving him fully but he seems to relax a bit more. “I think….we should tell the others. Let everyone decide together what we should do….this is our home, but home is also wherever we are together. I think you are right, there could be benefits to leaving but it shouldn’t be up to just us to choose what we do. We are a family and we should make this choice together.”

You nod in agreement, letting out the breath you didn’t realize you had been holding. The wolf hybrids hand giving yours a gentle and reassuring squeeze before he plants a kiss to your temple. “We’re in this together, yeah? This is a lot to take in…but at least now we know the woman who was looking for you from your sister’s letter doesn’t mean any harm, right? That’s a good thing. This is a good thing.” Chan offers you a smile and it’s as if all your nerves melt away. “You’re right…it’s just so much to take in- I’m worried about how the others will react..” He sighs, standing up before holding his hand out to you. “Well until we tell them you’ll never know. I’m sure everyone will appreciate being told sooner rather than later though, hm?” Letting out another shaky breath, you take his hand and allow Chan to lead you out and to the living room as he calls out to the others to gather around for a meeting. You stand side by side in the middle of the living room with your backs towards the small fireplace while everyone else finds their spots around you.

“What’s all this about? Is everything okay?” Jeongin questions with anxiety dripping from his words. You feel bad, knowing he is still worked up from how worried you were over dinner and most likely from how you and Chan had gone off without him. You gave him a small smile and nodded, hoping to ease his nerves as best you could for now from where he sat in front of you on the couch nestled between Hyunjin and Felix. “We just have some important news that we need to discuss together as a family.” Everyone seems to sit on the edge of their seats at this, eyeing the both of you curiously. “Well then spit it out and quit holding out on us.” Minho quips with a slightly annoyed smirk on his lips and a raised brow.

You take a deep breath, closing your eyes for a moment before starting. “I met a woman in town today who informed me that…well- to put it simply, I am the heiress to my grandfather’s fortune.” All eyes widen and Jisung jumps up from his spot on the floor with a childlike excitement. “Wait so like…you’re like a princess? Like the ones from your stories?!” You can’t help but giggle at his small outburst and step forward to brush your fingers through his hair fondly. “No, Hanji…I’m not a princess. But- I guess I am kinda rich like one?” His eyes that at first went dim at you not being a princess seemed to sparkle once more at the mention of riches. Changbin is the next to speak up, head tilted to the side causing his fluffy black ear to flop sort of lopsided and giving you the strong urge to reach out and fix them for him. “So that’s where you went off to on your own- why didn’t you tell me sooner?” He pouted a bit, clearly hurt you couldn’t trust him with this knowledge on your long walk back to the cabin. You frowned, moving to sit on the arm rest of the chair he occupied. “Bin, I promise I did want to tell you…it’s just- there is a little more to it than the money and I wasn’t sure how to bring it up at the time.” He nods a bit in understanding, still clearly a bit upset but before you can comfort him further Jeongin is speaking up. “More? What more is there? Pretty just tell us what is going on.”

Chan steps in then, sensing that things were starting to spiral and that you were beginning to get overwhelmed taking all of this on alone. “There is a house. Pretty inherited it along with the money and it is ours to live in if we wish to. I know that’s a lot to take in…the money and potentially moving- it’s not something we have to decide on right now but it is something we need to decide together.”

Silence falls over the cabin, the sound of crickets chirping and the distant hoot of an owl echoing throughout the walls from outside as the news sinks in. Your eyes locked with Jeongin, sensing a storm brewing in the fix hybrid’s mind though his expression remained blank. You could feel through the bond you shared with your mate that this was troubling him but you yourself were too anxious about how everyone would react to speak up and single him out about his opinion on the situation at hand. Hyunjin is the first to break the silence. “I think it’s a good idea to leave. This place….its been tainted. There are so many bad memories here now- hell we all sleep in the same room cause some of us have nightmares so bad from it all.” Changbin joins him, reaching out to intertwine their fingers while giving him a soft smile. “As sad as it is to admit…I think Jinnie is right. This place will always be special to me, to all of us…it’s what brought us together and gave us a sense of safety and independence. But- we have to be honest with ourselves….its never going to be the same after everything. This could be a new start for us.”

Jisung worries his lower lip, already back to his spot seated on the floor by the couch with his knees pulled up tightly to his chest. “I dunno guys…I get it- bad stuff happened here and set us a bit on edge but I’ve never been very far from these woods ya know? It’s all I’ve ever known…” You frown, instantly moving from where you sat on the bunny hybrid’s chair to join Jisung on the floor and pull him close to you. “I know it’s scary leaving all you’ve ever known behind…trust me- but whatever we end up doing we will still be together. We are family, each others’ home.” This seems to calm him down a bit, relaxing against your body almost instantly and curling up into your side snuggly.

Everyone begins chattering about the pros of moving, asking about what the new home will be like, if everyone will get their own rooms, what they will need to pack to bring to the new home when suddenly someone behind you shouts. “No! We are not leaving the cabin, no one is moving! Are you guys out of your minds?” Minho huffs, throwing his arms up angrily as he gestures around the room. “This is our home. We can’t leave, no one is leaving!” You stand up slowly, moving towards the cat hybrid but before you can get within arms reach he jumps back and hisses at you causing Jeongin to jump in front of you defensively. “Watch it, Minho-hyung.” He glares, ears standing tall and the normally soft fur on his tail bristling. “I’m not talking about this anymore. It’s stupid and we aren’t going.” Minho scoffs, storming off to his shared room with Felix upstairs. You make a move to go after him but a hand closes around your wrist gently before you hear the loud slam of the door being shut behind him and the tell tale sound of the lock clicking into place. You hear Chan sigh behind you before clapping his hands together causing you to jump slightly. “Alright, we all have a lot to think about…let’s all get ready for bed and we can talk more about this in the morning.”

With that, everyone dispersed from the living room though the hand that had held you back from going after Minho kept its grip around your wrist. You take a deep, shaky breath before turning around to face Seungmin who gave you a sad look. “Seungmi-“ the beagle hybrid cuts you off by tugging gently and leading you over to the couch where he sits the both of you down. “You know, it’s not a bad plan…moving, I mean-“ He says after a moment of silence between the two of you. “You think so?” Your voice is soft, the question barely a whisper as you’re almost afraid of spooking the other and causing him to run away from you once more.

He nods, his brown ears flopping around with the movement causing you to hold in a giggle. “I do. We aren’t exactly safe here…and we knew we wouldn’t always be hidden. Sure- we can take all the precautions we can but that isn’t a guarantee that no one will stumble across us. I mean….you did, didn’t you?”

You sit for a moment taking in what he had to say, biting at your lower lip anxiously as your thoughts begin to spiral. Almost as if he can sense this, Seungmin takes your hands into his own accusing your head to snap up and your eyes to meet. “I know it’s a big decision, and Minho hyung’s outburst didn’t help the nerves you are probably feeling about it all, but everything will be okay. The cat is probably just scared and he doesn’t handle his fear well- or any strong emotions for that matter..”

The two of you sit like that for a while, your hands in his and his eyes watching you intensely as his thumbs brush over the backs of your hands in a soothing manner. The way he is comforting you, or at least attempting to, without pulling away causes you to change the subject before you can fully think out your words. “Why do you always push me away? I haven’t done anything to upset you have I?”

Seungmin tenses slightly but immediately relaxes, giving your hands a gentle squeeze before letting them go to set his own hands back in his lap. “I uh….I don’t know what the others have told you about my past so I guess it’s best to just start from the beginning. I mean- you deserve to know…I should be more open with you seeing as you are part of this family now.”

You sit up straight, giving the hybrid your full attention as you wait for him to begin his story. With a deep breath, he starts. “I came from a hybrid breeding facility…they aren’t regulated, in fact I’m pretty sure they are technically illegal but find ways to skirt around the laws in order to not be shut down.” Beginning to pick at the hem of his shirt, Seungmin continues while being unable to meet your gaze. “Pretty sure I was born there- cause I don’t remember anything before being in that place. As a pup it wasn’t so bad…we were treated very nicely, actually. It wasn’t until I reached puberty that things took a turn and I saw how cruel humans could be…” Sensing where this was going you spoke up quickly. “Seungmin you- um…you don’t have to tell me if it’s too hard..really.” He frowned, eyebrows furrowed tightly as he shook his head. “No no- I’m good. Like I said, you deserve to know.” You gave in to his insistence, scooting a bit closer to him incase he needed comfort but not close enough to be touching him at all in case that wasn’t something he wanted at this moment considering what it was you were discussing.

Seungmin bit his lower lip, once again taking a deep breath before starting his story up again. “I was kept in a room…in was so- medical? Sterile. I um…I wasn’t allowed to wear any clothes and they would either bring female beagle hybrids to my room or I would be brought to theirs- and well…ya know-“ He seemed to struggle getting the words out, tears welling in his eyes. “We had to breed, I guess is simplest way to put it? Constantly. My breeding partners got a slight break in between when they were carrying pups but it was like every moment of every day…”

You couldn’t help but tear up at his words, inching closer once again. “Seungmin…oh my goodness I’m- I can’t believe that you had to go through all of that. You know you didn’t deserve any of that right? That what they did to you was-“ “sexual assault? Yeah…I know. They had me wear a muzzle as well so I wouldn’t be able to mate any of my breeding partners. Since canine hybrids mate for life it would mean they wouldn’t be able to breed either of us with another hybrid and that would cut down on the amount of hybrids I could impregnate at one time…I got thrown out because one day I bit one of my handlers on the arm when then tried to put the muzzle on me.” Seungmin chuckled a bit at that, shaking his head. “I thought they were going to kill me but instead they took me out behind the facility and told me to run. I thought for a while they would be chasing after me with guns…like some sick sort of hunt? But after a day of running in the woods I realized they weren’t concerned about physically taking me out since I’d probably starve to death out there after having be pampered so heavily as a pup and not knowing how to take care of myself.”

You took in his story, tears welling in your eyes as you admired how strong he had been to make it on his own despite what those at the facility had believed. Silently, he closed the small space between the two of you so that your knees pressed against his thigh where you were sitting and rested his head against your chest. The position shocked you a bit and you hesitantly brought your hands to Seungmin’s head to gently comb your fingers through the hybrids hair. “You know…ever since you got here I’ve wanted to get closer to you. I feel- drawn to you unlike I have anyone else before.” This shocked you beyond words, eyes widening and your hands stilling in their motion atop his head. “Really? But…you’ve always been so distant…if I’m honest I thought you hated the idea of having me around.” You couldn’t help the breathless chuckle that escaped you, shaking your head a bit.

Seungmin sighed, nuzzling his head against you to get you to continue playing with his hair. “I know. I saw how Jeongin was with you and thought I didn’t have a chance. You had already bonded with him even before mating and well…I also couldn’t do that to him- he cares about you so much and mating is supposed to be with just one partner so if I had tried to bite you he’d probably have killed me.” You couldn’t help but laugh a bit at that. Then you recalled the day your beloved fox had bit you, and how it was Seungmin who had been the one to pull him off. “Everyone else was shocked that innie was able to give me a successful mating bite….but you- how did you seem to know he would be able to mate with me?” The beagle hybrid shrugged and sat up straight to look you in the eyes. “It happened once at the breeding facility. There was a male attendant that one of the hybrids was very fond of and one day while he was tending to her she bit him…no one knew at first why it took but she was a beagle hybrid like me and well- it was his blood.” To say you were confused would have been an understatement. “His…blood? Like- was she a vampire or something?” Seungmin scoffed and gave your shoulder a slight shove playfully. “No. The attendant had hybrid blood in him. I guess somewhere back in his family tree someone had mated with a hybrid and they had pups together but over time the physical hybrid traits got bred out. He looked, and for all we know, thought he was a normal human. Just like you…”

Just like….me? You couldn’t help but sit in silence at that, frozen. “Seungmin-“ He stopped you, tilting his head to the side before leaning in closer so that his nose brushed against the column of your neck. “I don’t know how the others haven’t picked up on it…or maybe they have but they just don’t know what exactly they are looking for- or assume it’s our scents rubbed off on you?” As you felt his breath tickling your skin a shiver ran up your spine. “Are you trying to say I’m a hybrid?” He shook his head, pulling back to sit up straight in front of you. “No, I’m saying somewhere down the line you have an ancestor who was a hybrid. You have hybrid dna inside you but it’s buried so deep you don’t have the physical attributes.” You opened and closed your mouth a few times before responding to him. “So you knew that Jeongin’s bite would take…” Seungmin nodded, stretching a bit as he stood. “Yes. But Chan did take me for a loop…I guess the human dna made it so you can have more than one mate.” You sat there, watching as the beagle hybrid leaned down to give a kiss to your forehead before heading for the stairs. “Come on, it’s late and we should be getting ready for bed.” With that, he went off to his room but you knew he would end up with everyone else sprawled across Chan’s room in various sleeping positions either on the bed or floor.

You stay in your spot, unable to fully wrap your head around this newfound knowledge of your own self. It…it couldn’t be true, right? It would make sense as to how your body was so easily adapted to being able to sense the others scents and your heightened sense of hearing. It’s almost as if the bond with Jeongin had awoken something within you….

Shaking the overwhelming thoughts from your mind, you forced yourself up and towards your shared room with the youngest to get dressed for bed. It’s not like you had slept in the room much since everyone found comfort in sharing a room at night time, but your belongings still resided there. Even though you had your own clothes back from your campsite and a few extras you had gotten from town as things had become too cold for your summer attire, you still slipped on one of the fox hybrids shirts and a pair of his boxers to sleep in before padding over on sock clad feet to Chan’s room.

Everyone was already settling down as you entered and made your way to crawl in bed between Chan and Jeongin until you froze. “Where are Felix and Minho?” You asked, sitting at the foot of the bed while you looked around the room in confusion. “Upstairs…Felix went to make sure Minho was okay after the meeting and I guess they just need some space to think about it all.” Jisung answered before snuggling up in the middle of a Hyunjin-Changbin sandwich. You sighed, worry settling in at the absence of your two beloved felines. “I’m sure they will come to us if they need us, pretty…those two have been through a lot together I’m sure they will be okay for one night.” Chan comforted you as he practically scooped you into his arms and pulled you down on the bed with him. Jeongin was snuggled into your side in an instant, giving your lips a soft kiss before letting his eyes fall closed. “Let Minho hyung cool off with Lix hyung and I’m sure things will be okay.” Sighing, you decided to trust their better judgment. Though you laid awake for hours wondering if you should also go to check on the second oldest, sleep did eventually win over and you spent the night in a somewhat fitful sleep as your wind continued to worry over troubles you could not at that moment control…but as your loving mr fox had said, things will be okay.

author’s note; waaaaahhh I am sooo sorry it has been SO long ૮꒰っ˕‹̥̥̥ ꒱ა I really hope you all enjoy this chapter as I slowly gain my spark back- also this chapter didn’t go as I had originally planned? Some things ended up coming out a little different and early than I had plotted but I think it fits nicely like this?? Uuhh anyways what’s up with Minho amiright??? I look forward to hearing from you all about this chapter i really miss you all so dearly and it feels good to be back~

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[exceptional-z]

zed necrodopolis x reader

this is an au where zombies were never allowed to go to human high school. so zed is aged up (though age is never mentioned so you can imagine whatever) but has never been on the other side of the barrier. i attempted not to use gendered language but i tend to write with fem!reader in mind.

also please ignore any inconsistent verb tenses. english is not my first language and verb tenses are literally the bane of my existence. + i wrote this in like an hour

your family didn’t have much money growing up, hence why you lived so close to the gate. real estate was cheap since no one wanted to live near the zombies. but it also meant you learnt how to save money in as many ways as you could.

seabrook was all about perfection. if a mattress was two years old, it was time to throw it out and buy a new one. if a bike had a single scratch, it was thrown into the dumpster. all of the old items deemed as ‘garbage’ were brought to a warehouse that was emptied around every two weeks. and this was your favourite place to be.

you sneak into the warehouse. it’s late at night and there’s never any security around. you’re immediately greeted with piles of furniture and clothing and trinkets that are too unique to fit into the seabrook aesthetic.

you start to rummage through with the plastic gloves you always wear just in case any bugs or mice decide that this is a perfect place to burrow. lost in thought, you don’t hear the creaky door open, but you do hear the sudden shout that erupted from behind you.

your heart nearly stops beating at the sudden noise and your head swivels around. the lighting isn’t great, and you can only make out the vague shape of the person blocking your only exit. he looks fairly lanky, and if you squint you could make out some of his features. he doesn’t look much older than you and he certainly doesn’t scream “imposing”. he’s taller than you, but maybe if you caught him off guard you could knock him out with one of the many heavy objects splayed around you.

“i was told no one ever came in here,” the boy says. fuck, his voice is attractive.

“they don’t. in the three years i’ve been doing this i’ve never run into anyone else.” you answer, obviously suspicious.

“i’m uh- i’m just looking for a gift for my little sister,” he explains, “it’s her birthday soon and she said she wanted a new bike but we can’t really afford it.”

you relax a little at his explanation, sharing that you’d gotten into the habit of coming here to rummage for things since your family also doesn’t have much money. “i could help you look if you’d like? and even if we can’t find a bike, there’s a ton of cool stuff you can find if you’re willing to dig.” you offer.

you can’t be sure, but you think he smiles as he answers. “i’ll take any help i can get. my friend eliza told me to try coming here to look, but honestly, i’m a bit overwhelmed.”

you talk and laugh together for what must be at least two hours. you don’t end up finding a bike, but you find an old cheerleader outfit that looks to be in perfect condition. you can’t imagine why anyone would throw it out unless it just didn’t fit anymore. the boy -who still doesn’t have a name- literally jumped up in joy when he saw you holding the skirt from the set, doing a little celebratory dance that should have been embarrassing but was somehow endearing. (that’s how you figured out his little sister was obsessed with cheer).

eventually you have to part ways; it’s getting into the early hours of the morning and you both need to be getting home. he’s halfway down the street when you realise you never shared names and you yell out, “wait!”

he stops and turns around, and you jog to catch up to him.

“what’s your name, stranger?” you ask, “just in case we run into each other again.”

he tells you his name is zed, and you tell him your name in return. for a few seconds the both of you just stand in the street, memorising each other’s faces until you look away, shaking off the thoughts of how attractive he is under the starlight.

(bonus: when zed gets home, all he can think about is you. he wonders if eliza would recognise your name, or if he would possibly run into you if he chose to go to school for once instead of always skipping. he wonders where you live in zombietown, since he doesn’t recognise you and is sure he would remember seeing someone as gorgeous are you. he spends the next few days wondering, and then is in for the shock of his life when he sees you through the fence that blocks off zombietown from seabrook and learns that you’re human.)

[dsybouquet]

ceo! ellie - 3

what if a broke uni student met the ceo of one of the most impactful companies right now? without her even knowing?

lowercase is intentional

read part 1 aaaand part 2 right here ! xx

"good to see you, ellie."

"hey dina."

ellie lightly said, giving her lawyer a hug. she in fact was relived to see the silghtly older woman sitting in her office chair, smiling ever so lightly.

"what's the news?"

the ceo asked, lighting herself a cigarette before loosening the hair tie that hold her bun together. she looked at the slightly older woman with confused eyes.

"good or bad news first?"

"good i guess?"

she sat down besides dina to have a look at the lawyers screen, like she would understand all the paragraphs and lawyer language she had all over her desktop.

it‘s been a while since ellie and dina had so much to discuss. when ellie became ceo, they would talk every day, also about non business topics. sometimes they both wonder how they grew apart like this.

"good news is, we will not get sued!"

dina exclaimed, clapping her hands slightly. she threw an encouraging smile at ellie.

"the client is mad, however.. they have a different way for you to make up for it. so the bad news is-"

"let me guess, our yearly charity event should be in honor to them instead of joel?“

the blackhaired woman raised an eyebrow.

"i mean, yeah kinda. they want to be more represented.“

ellie got up from her seat and walked around the office. the smoke of her cigarette hugging her face every time she blew it out.

„did i ever mention how i despise abby sometimes?“

„like every other day.“

dina just laughed it off, she knew how much of an temper ellie could have - and over the years it got just worse.

„no like, seriously. ever since joel died in that car crash i have to deal with her bullshit and i can‘t do anything because they are the biggest client we have!“

and here it goes. ellie threw her cigarette in the ashtray before slumping on her office chair again.

joels death resulted in her taking his place - being the ceo of miller enterprises. and as much as she loved the money and the big cars and the responsibility, she also hated it. none of this is her‘s, it‘s joels. he did all the work, she just had to be next in line.

he had adopted her years after his daughter has passed away due to an medical condition. to say the least, ellie was a rough child and teen. she was loud, sarcastic and had her own will. of course she would listen to joel, after all he wad the only parental figure she had ever have.

„it‘s almost five years now.“

she mumbled, looking at her desk.

ellie hated christmas season and winter. she hated the snow and the beautiful lights. she hated it because it reminded her of him. of the call from dina, the hours in the hospital, the beeping sound of the machine that so desperately tried to keep him alive.

„i know.“

dina added, leaning against ellie’s table. she gave her a encouraging smile.

„how about we start the planning tomorrow? go home and have a good nights rest.“

and so ellie left the office with a small goodbye to dina and went back to her car. she sat down in the drivers seat. as much she loved her car, she didn’t want to drive.

tears slowly build up in her eyes, but she quickly swallowed it when she saw an unfamiliar book on the passenger seat. a book about.. the human psyche ?

you must have forgotten it when ellie dropped you off at home.

„damn it.“

she said under her breath and whipped out her phone, calling your number immediately. and to her surprise you picked up very fast.

„hey ellie! are you okay ?“

your voice was so gentle, ellie was about to die from it’s sweetness.

„hey dear. yeah don’t worry. uh- you forgot your book in my car. need me to drop it off ?“

there was some noise on the background, sounding like you fumbling around in your bag to find it.

„that would be great, ellie. i‘ll make up for it.“

she smiled, starting her engine and looking up your adress from her recent routes.

„i will be there in 20! see ya, ______!“

and off she went, excitement now building up.

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„hey, thank you so much.“

you smiled, waiting on your doorstep, still in the same hoodie, but with pyjamas pants below now.

„no worries.”

“are you free? i can cook you some dinner. you know, to make up for you having to drive here again?“

now ellie smiled but shook her head.

„no, it‘s fine. don‘t worry.“

„ellie, c‘mon. let me do something for you as well!“

and how could she say no to some with a pretty face like yours?

so she agreed, and you lead her up the stairs to your apartment. it was small but lovely and well decorated. scented candles burned in the hallway and the living room was dimly lit with a lap and the led strips behind your running tv.

„it‘s not much but it‘s affordable - for an uni student at least.“

you smiled before going to your kitchen counted which was connected to your living room.

„what do you mean? it‘s pretty!“

ellie eyes the nerdy figurines on your shelves and the pictures on your walls while you grabbed two wine glasses from your shelf.

„are you fine with a cheap rose?“

you asked her as you opened your fridge. ellie looked at you and just felt all the weight of her work falling off her shoulders. she felt.. normal. like you. oh, how she wished to be an uni student, living her best life in an small apartment instead of leading people and having responsibilities beyond imagination.

of course, she did not have to worry about bills or anything. but money and power doesn’t buy happiness. this does.

„absolutely!“

she sat down on one of your kitchen chairs and watched you pour in the wine with a smile.

„thank you dear.“

she said so softly your knees got weak. and you smiled, letting your glass softly hit hers before taking a sip, not breaking eye contact.

„so, i can offer you: noodles with green pesto, noodles with red pesto, or i can try my luck with a mushroom risotto. additionally, i can also make a side salad.“

you smiled, leaning against the kitchen counter. ellie hadn’t felt this carelessness and even happiness in a while. after all, she never had this.

„risotto sounds amazing.“

she smiled, watching you sigh in despair.

„of course you choose the hardest dish. will not guarantee that it will be good!“

you reached for a pan and put out all ingredients; mushrooms that would have to leave your fridge soon anyways, risotto rice, onion and garlic. the simplicity as so beautiful to ellie.

„let me help.“

and so she cut the mushrooms and washed the rice while you took care of the onions and garlic. the two of you laughed and made fun of each other’s cutting skills while emptying your wine glasses and watching the risotto take form.

„that‘d actually pretty bomb!“

you exclaimed while taking the first bite, already half way down on the second wine glass.

„ellie, we are a great team in the kitchen!“

ellie smiled, agreeing with you.

„like hell, we are!“

you spend your dinner laughing and talking about all sorts of things. friends, memories, drunk accidents that were embarrassing. it felt so light to finally not have business talks with people she couldn’t care less about.

after washing the dishes, and pouring a third glass of wine, you took the conversation to your small but comfortable couch.

and it got late, waaaay too late. and the snow kept falling, causing the streets to be white.

„you shouldn’t be driving home tonight.“

you said, looking at the streets while ellie smoked a cigarette on your balcony.

„nah, i will be fine. i don’t want to take up your space.“

„no ellie, i mean it. we drank, it‘s snowy. it would be better for you to sleep here.“

after a while of convincing, she finally agreed, snapping her cigarette off your balcony.

„and you get to spend more time with me. feel honoured!“

you joked, not knowing that it was exactly what she wanted. to spend more time with you, in this carefree environment. where she can be herself, where she can be just ellie and doesn‘t have to be ellie williams - ceo of miller enterprises.

after finishing the last glass of wine, you decided to call it a night. you gave ellie a hoodie from your closet and a pair of pyjama pants before brushing your teeth in the bathroom and doing your daily skincare. when you returned, you laughed a little. she looked so cute in your huge uni hoodie and the fluffy pj pants.

„why are you laughing?!“

„im just used to seeing you in business clothing. but this is adorable!“

she rolled her eyes and took the spare toothbrush you held in her direction.

„fuck off !“

one more laughter left your throat before you prepared the bed for two. luckily it was big enough. although your couch was comfortable, it was small and most likely would break either your or ellies back when sleeping a night on it.

so you shared a bed. after all, thats nothing to worry about, right?

both of you kind of awkward tugged in before facing each other. the wine did make all of this less awkward. once again you noticed how pretty ellie was. the freckles and little eyebrow scar.. her long lashes that made her green eyes even prettier, her auburn hair that hugger her face perfectly.. she was perfect.

and she thought the same about you. her hand reached out to your face and tugged a piece of your hair behind your ear. oh how she wanted to kiss you - yet she didn’t, not knowing you wanted it too.

“good night, ellie.”

“night, ______.”

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THERE WE GOOOOO. different from what i wanted, but i hope you enjoy ✧*:.｡.

part 4 is here ! ! bye bye xx

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[incorrect-finding-frankie]

Henry Hotline with a Human Reader who casually stole him to take him to their house

📞|Not many contestants ever really last that long, so he’s never really sure what to expect with the ones he sees.|📞

📞|You and your decisions? Something he literally never expected.|📞

📞|The moment you meet Henry Hotline, he’s suddenly dragged into the rest of your journey. You can somehow pick the phone up.|📞

📞|The whole time, Henry is either being physically lifted up by you—above your head, or you’re just leading him by the hand.|📞

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“Frankie!”

“No need.” Other Frankie answered immediately, ears twitching. “I know.”

Cartoon Frankie let out a groan. “We gotta do something about this-“

“Nuh-uh.” The other rabbit wagged a finger for a moment.

“What??”

“I want to see where this goes.” He chuckled.

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📞|About halfway, Henry finally just kind of accepts this whole deal. It’ll probably be better than the other stuff, at least.|📞

📞|Henry has his doubts, though. They all do. No contestant has ever won before.|📞

📞|...But you do. You go through Hexa Havoc with Henry, take the money, and leave with him.|📞

📞|He wonders what his life will be like now.|📞

—

From the cameras, both of the rabbits watched as you disappeared—with Henry Hotline in tow.

The cartoon version was the first to break the silence.

“What the f#^%?!”

[thelastspeecher]

AHA I finally did it! I finally went out of my way to write a mer thing for MerMay! It's a sort of introduction to my Surf and Tail AU. And I got it done just in time to post it for the last day of May.

Enjoy.

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                 Ford was staring at the duck pond when Stan came back.  The random park they had stopped at was sparsely populated, which suited their purposes well.  They didn’t want anyone to overhear them.  Or even see them, really.

                 “All right, I charmed some first aid stuff off a coupla people,” Stan said, trying to stay upbeat.

                 “Great,” Ford muttered.  Stan sat on the park bench next to him.  His own banishing brand was screaming with pain, but he needed to focus on Ford.

                 “Turn your head so I’ve got a better angle on this,” Stan instructed.  Ford did as he was told.  Stan winced at the starfish-shaped banishing brand on the side of Ford’s neck.  Each banishing brand was different, so he didn’t know what his, on his back, was like.  But Ford’s didn’t look good.

                 It was red, puffy, and oozing some sort of liquid.  Stan quickly opened the tube of disinfectant and began to spread it on the brand.  Ford hissed in pain, but didn’t otherwise react.  A few minutes passed in silence before Ford finally spoke.

                 “I can’t- I still can’t believe they finally did it,” he mumbled.  “They finally kicked me out.”

                 “They kicked us both out.”  Stan wiped the wound clean and put on an antibiotic.  “Honestly, I’m surprised it took them this long.  They’ve had it out for us for ages.”

                 “No, Stan.  They’ve had it out for me,” Ford corrected.  “If you weren’t my twin, you’d still be in the colony.  Even though you’ve been talking with humans.  But me, just observing them from a distance?”  Ford laughed bitterly.  “That was too much.”  Stan bit his tongue, unable to counter with a lie that Ford wouldn’t see right through.  He silently put a bandage over the brand while he tried to come up with something to say.

                 “Well, uh, all that observing from a distance is gonna come in handy now,” he finally managed.  Ford turned his head to look at him.  “We’ve gotta stay on land for a coupla weeks until the heat dies down.  They’ll stop doing active patrols, and then we can go back in the water and go wherever we’re gonna go.”  Stan searched his twin’s face.  “You…you do know where we’re gonna go, right?  You’re the brains of this operation.”

                 “I, uh.”  Ford sighed.  “Turn around and take off your shirt so I can take care of your brand.”

                 “Got it.”  Stan turned and pulled off his shirt.  He heard Ford let out a soft hiss.  “Bad, huh?”

                 “Well, I’ll just say that I hope mine is a bit better,” Ford said.  He began to clean the brand.  Tears immediately sprang to Stan’s eyes from the pain.  “What shape was mine?”

                 “Starfish.  What’s mine?”

                 “Seaweed.”

                 “Seaweed?  Man, what an insult,” Stan muttered.  Ford chuckled.  “Did it get all messy through my shirt?”

                 “Oh, yes.”

                 “Great.”  Stan rubbed his face.  “Well, I was gonna go steal some new clothes anyways.”

                 “Don’t go crazy, okay?  Just steal enough money and clothes to get us through the month.”  Ford paused.  “And, uh, I think- I think I know where we’re gonna go.”

                 “Where?”

                 “Supposedly, there’s a human colony on shore and a merfolk colony offshore.  Both colonies are called Gravity Falls and they live together in harmony.”  Ford’s voice was wistful.

                 “Wait, there’s a whole colony where humans and merfolk like, mix together?” Stan asked.  He interlaced his fingers, demonstrating what he meant by “mix together”.  “That sounds…impossible.”

                 “I don’t think it’s impossible.  There are old legends of such places in ancient history.  Greece, for instance.  Ireland, for another.”  Ford sighed.  “But in modern times, yes, it’s very unlikely.”

                 “But we’re still gonna go there.”

                 “At the very least I think we should try to find it.”  Done with cleaning Stan’s brand, Ford bandaged it.  “What do we have to lose?  It’s not like we can go anywhere else.”

                 “Good point.”  Stan slipped his shirt back on.  He turned to face his twin.  “Any idea where this place is?”

                 “Um.”  Ford ran a hand through his hair.  “Everything I’ve heard suggests it’s somewhere on the West Coast.”

                 “The West Coast?”  Stan groaned.  “We’re gonna have to travel on land, aren’t we?”

                 “Unless we want to go very out of our way to get to the Pacific Ocean, yes,” Ford confirmed.

                 “Ugh, fine.”  Stan eyed the vehicles in the closest parking lot.  “I think I could figure out how to steal and drive one of those.”  A small smile formed on Ford’s face.  “Once we’ve got our ride figured out, we’ll get going.  To Gravity Falls.”

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                 “Stay, Ford, stay!” the electric eels begged.  Ford chuckled.  He finished scattering the food into the tank.

                 “Sorry, but my shift is over.  I’ll see you tomorrow, though!” he promised.  The eels sighed, disappointed, but said their goodbyes as Ford left the aquarium.  There was a honk.  Ford looked over.  Stan was parked in the fire lane, like usual.  He still drove the red car that he’d stolen years ago, when they first were banished to land.

                 “Get in, nerd!” Stan shouted.  Ford rolled his eyes.  He got into the passenger seat.

                 It took Stan and Ford a few months to fully cross the continent and reach the Pacific Ocean.  After so much traveling and the many difficulties they faced traversing human society, they decided to take a brief break in San Diego.

                 That brief break was now going on five years.

                 Stan had managed to, using his merfolk Persuasion, arrange for Ford to attend something humans called “college”, saying that it was something he deserved after spending so much time studying humans from a distance.

                 The colony made the wrong move, banishing Stan with me.  His gift with Persuasion only comes along once in a generation.

                 Ford had excelled at college, naturally majoring in marine biology.  He quickly found a position at the local aquarium.  For once, he was enjoying what he was doing, and he was doing a damn good job.  It helped that, as a merman, he could communicate with marine wildlife.  His coworkers and boss commented all the time on Ford’s “knack” with their animals.

                 While Ford had attended school, Stan took odd jobs to pay for their bills, eventually landing on his current role.

                 “Did you get any tips today?” Ford asked.  Stan pressed down the gas pedal, making the car zoom away from the aquarium.

                 “I always do.”  Stan grinned cheekily at Ford.  “The ladies can’t get over how realistic my costume is.”

                 “That’s because it’s not a costume!”

                 “Yeah, but I’m not gonna tell ‘em that.”

                 “What exactly do you do as a ‘professional merman’ again?”

                 “Uh.”  Stan chewed on the inside of his cheek.  “My coworkers call it an ‘underwater burlesque show’.  Whatever that means.”

                 “I’ll have to look up what a burlesque show is,” Ford said thoughtfully.  “I haven’t heard of that before.”

                 “Humans come up with all sorts of weird stuff.”

                 “Yes.  They do.”

                 “How about you?” Stan asked.  Ford looked at him.  Stan raised an eyebrow at him.  “How was work?”

                 “Well, I don’t get tips from my patrons,” Ford drawled.  Stan snickered.

                 “What, the electric eels aren’t flush with cash?”

                 “Not the kind that humans would use, anyways.”  Ford’s eyes lit up.  “Oh!  I just found out today that a new coworker will be starting next week.”

                 “What’s his name?”

                 “Her name,” Ford corrected.  “My new coworker is a woman.  But I couldn’t hear what her name was over the noise of the seahorses.”

                 “I remember how loud they get during mating season,” Stan muttered.  He took a sudden turn, away from their apartment complex.  Ford gripped the door handle.

                 “Are we going somewhere special?” he asked.

                 “Uh, duh,” Stan scoffed.  “Today’s the five year anniversary of us being in San Diego!”

                 “Oh, I hadn’t realized.”

                 “Eh, you’re full of guano,” Stan mumbled.  Ford rolled his eyes.  Stan took another sharp turn, down a dirt road that Ford knew well.  Both of them did.  It led to the secluded lagoon that they had lived in until Stan arranged for their apartment.  As far as either of them knew, no humans had ever been there, making it the perfect spot to shift into one of their aquatic forms.

                 Stan pulled off the road, parking the car behind an enormous bush that completely concealed it from view.  He and Ford got out and began the trek through the plants to get to the lagoon.

                 “Genuinely, I didn’t realize today was the anniversary,” Ford said as they hiked.  “How did you remember?”  Stan eyed him.

                 “How did you forget?” he prompted.  Ford opened and closed his mouth a few times.  Stan snorted.  “You look like a stingray.”

                 “I didn’t forget, I just-”

                 “Relax, I’m just teasing you,” Stan said, elbowing Ford.  “You’ve been having a great time living with humans.  It makes sense that you forgot.”  Before Ford could respond, they broke through the mildly wild plants and into a large clearing, in which there was a tranquil lagoon.  “Ah, finally.”  Stan took a deep breath.  “Feels like home.”  Ford silently agreed, despite there being no real similarity between the crystal clear, warm, calm lagoon and the often nippy, busy, and frankly polluted waters off the coast of New Jersey where they grew up.

                 Maybe it’s just the company.  Ford looked at Stan, who had stripped naked in record time.  Stan took a running start and jumped into the lagoon.  Mid-leap, his bottom half shimmered, turning into that of a blue-scaled fish.  He slipped underwater in an elegant swan dive.  Ford smirked.  The only time he’s graceful.  Well, other than when he dances.  Stan’s knack for human dancing had been a surprise to both of them.  Stan surfaced, grinning.

                 “What are you waiting for?” he shouted.  Ford snickered and slipped his own clothes off, then leapt into the water as well, transitioning to his merman form as smoothly as Stan had.

                 After a few hours of splashing about like hatchlings, Stan and Ford pulled themselves onto a large rock to bask in the sun.  Stan laid on his belly, making the seaweed-shaped brand on his back visible.  Ford’s hand drifted to his own brand, on his neck.  He had to cover it up with makeup at work, or risk people thinking he had a tattoo.

                 As if I’d ever get a tattoo there.

                 “This is the life,” Stan sighed happily, his eyes closed.  “Just laying in the sun on a big rock.”

                 “Getting money from attractive women for showing some tail,” Ford teased.  Stan cracked an eye open.

                 “You’d be surprised how quick it gets old.”  That made Ford sit up.

                 “You don’t like your job?”

                 “No, I do!  I definitely like it more than the other jobs I’ve had on land.”  Stan sighed.  “I just…”  He trailed off.  He closed his eyes and rested his head on the rock.

                 “You’re bored,” Ford said.  Stan opened his eyes again.

                 “I mean.  Yeah.  Life on land isn’t nearly as interesting as life in the water, Sixer.  Especially after five years of being in the same place, doing the same things.”

                 “Why didn’t you tell me?”

                 “I’m telling you now, aren’t I?” Stan said grumpily.

                 “Yes, but if you told me earlier-”

                 “You’d have gone back to looking for Gravity Falls?” Stan asked.  Ford’s blood ran cold.

                 “You knew I stopped looking,” he whispered. 

                 “Duh.  You weren’t spending hours at the library anymore!”

                 “I just- I was happy- we were- I thought we were-” Ford stammered.  Stan grunted.  He rolled over, exposing his belly to the San Diego sun.

                 “Relax.  I’m not seriously pissed or anything.  Just…annoyed and bored.”  Stan eyed Ford.  “I think you bond better with the humans than me.”  Ford felt his cheeks warm.  “I don’t think that’s a bad thing!  It’s just a thing.  Y’know?”

                 “Yes.”  Ford shifted slightly on the rock.  The warmth that had soaked in from the sun was stifled thanks to the water still drying off their bodies.  “I, uh.”  Ford brightened, suddenly inspired.  His coworker Chris had mentioned that he met the coworker who would start next week at the beach, doing an activity that, as a merman, Ford found fascinating.

                 And I suspect Stan will, too.

                 “How about this?” Ford said slowly.  Stan raised an eyebrow at him.  “Have you watched the humans surf?”

                 “Uh, not really, no.”

                 “Stan!”  Ford used his tail to splash Stan.  “We’ve been in California for five years and you haven’t bothered to watch humans surf?”

                 “No?”  Stan huffed.  “Look, humans don’t understand the ocean like we do.  Surfing just feels like them trying to fake at the merfolk sea bond.”

                 “No, trust me.  They might not have the sea bond, but it’s surprisingly close,” Ford said firmly.  Stan grunted.  “If nothing else, you can have some fun watching the bad ones wipe out.”  Stan sat up.

                 “Now, that sounds interesting.”

                 “It should give you something to do while I resume my studies to find Gravity Falls, at least,” Ford said cheerfully.  Stan nodded.  Ford elbowed him.  “See?  We can still have a good time on land.  We just have to engage in some hobbies.”

                 “All right, all right.  Only if you get back to finding Gravity Falls.”

                 “I will,” Ford promised.  He laid down on the rock, staring up at the bright blue California sky.  “Trust me, Stan.  Our remaining time in San Diego will be far from boring.”

[gravityfallsreaderinsert]

Mr. and Mx. Mystery

S1E2 - The Legend of the Gobblewonker

MasterList

In the kitchen was Mabel, Dipper and Y/N. The twins were at the table eating pancakes, really it was Mabel who touched the pancakes you made them, as you were at the stove making more for you and Stan. You finished and placed your share on a plate. Deciding to watch the twins have their fun, you leaned against the counter, plate in hand. You watch as the twins sat in their chairs, maple syrup bottles in hand.

"Are you ready for the ultimate challenge?" Mabel exclaimed holding a Sir Syrup bottle in her hands.  "I'm always ready!" Dipper replied with just as much enthusiasm, holding a Mountie Man bottle. "Then you know what this means!" They both turned their bottle upside down in the air, mouths open trying to see who would get their syrup to fall first. "Syrup race, ahh!" They both shouted, cheering for their respected bottles.

"Go, Sir Syrup!"

"Go, Mountie Man!"

"Go go!" They both shout as the syrup in Mabel's bottle starts coming out faster than Dipper's. She then taps the bottom of her bottle, the syrup dropping first. "Almost... almost... Yes," Mabel coughed as the syrup dropped in her mouth and placed her bottle down. "I won!"

Seeing that Mabel won, Dipper put down his bottle and picked up the newspaper he had on the the table. "Hey, Mabel, check this out." He scoots closer toward her, leaning the paper over so she can see. Mabel's eyes light up from looking at an ad in the paper. "Human-sized hamster balls? I'm human-sized!"

"No, no, Mabel. This," Dipper then points to a different ad in the paper that was advertising a photo contest. "We see weirder stuff than that every day. We didn't get any photos of those gnomes, did we?"

"Nope, just memories. And this beard hair." Mabel then pulls out a tuft of white hair from her sweater. Dipper looks at the hair she’s holding in disgust. "Why did you save that?" Mabel shrugged.

"Mabel drop the hair..." Y/N told her, their face also holds an expression of disgust. She lets the grip of her fingers go, laughing as the hair falls to the floor. After the twins are done talking, Stan comes into the kitchen with his own newspaper in hand. "Good morning, knuckleheads. You three know what day it is?"

"Um... Happy anniversary?" Dipper questions, when he does you put your finished plate in the sink and exclaimed. "If it is, I didn't get anything, I have enough pride to admit that." Then Mabel shouts her own guess,  "Mazel tov!” Stan then hits Dipper and Y/N on the head with his newspaper, "Ow!"

"It's family fun day, ya geniuses!" Stan walks over toward the fridge. "We're cuttin' off work and havin' one of those, ya know," Pulls out a carton of milk and takes a whiff of the inside, "Bonding-type deals." He walks over toward the table again about to take a drink of the milk, until you take it out of his hands and replaced it with the pancakes you cooked him. Dipper looked over at his Uncle and asked, "Grunkle Stan, is this gonna be anything like our last family bonding day?"

Stan and Y/N stood over the twins as the two kids were painting on counterfeit money, a bunch of finished one are hanging behind them to dry. You were guiding the twins on how to draw what was needed as Stan criticized them.

"You call that Ben Franklin? He looks like a woman!"

"I don't know, I kinda it." Once you said that, red and blue lights started flashing outside of the shank with sirens making you all turn towards the window.

"Uh-oh!"

Mabel shivered, "Ohh! The county jail was so cold." You walked over to where Mabel was sitting and rufffle her hair as you closed your eyes and sighed in content. "You have to admit though, being held together made us closer, sweetie."

Stan scarfed the rest of his pancakes down and placed his own plate with yours. He walks over to the table and wrapped his arms around all three of you, "All right, maybe we haven't been the best summer caretaker. But I swear, today we're gonna have some real family fun. Now, who wants to put on some blindfolds and get into my car?"

Everyone cheered, throwing their arms in the air until Dipper processed what Stan said, "Wait. What?"

After you and Stan put your suits on, he handed you another blindfold, you looked at it then toward his face in disbelief. You placed one of your hands on your hip and grabbed the cloth out of his hands. "When you mentioned the blindfolds I thought you only meant the kids." He chuckled, slapped both his hands on your shoulders and gave you a playful kiss on the cheek, "Trust me, you'll love it!" Y/N placed the cloth in their pocket and started heading towards the car.

The kids are already in the backseat of the car when you and Stan get there, their blindfolds on. Stan got behind the wheel and you in the passenger seat and tied your fold over your eyes.

It's only been a few minutes in the car, when Dipper feels uneasy. As he felt the pit in his stomach grow, Stan leaned over to play with the car radio, not looking at the road making the car swerve. Dipper mutters to himself. "Whoa! Whoa! Blindfolds never lead to anything good."

"Wow. I feel like all my other senses are heightened. I can see with my fingers." Mabel touches Dipper's face, he laughs as he feels her hands on his cheek until the car hits a bump in the road. "Whoa! Grunkle Stan, are you wearing a blindfold?"

Stan laughs, he leans back a little to look at the twins. "Nah, but with these cataracts I might as well be." he squints his eyes towards the front eye, hand over them, "What is that, a woodpecker?" The Twins screamed as you shouted Stan's name, all three of you feeling the car crashing through something.

"Okay, okay, open 'em up." Y/N and the twin take off their blindfolds, seeing the Gravity Falls lake in front of them. "Ta-da! It's fishin' season!"

"Fishing?" Mabel questioned as you clasped out hand together in joy walking over to stand in closer to the dock, "Fishing!" Dipper placed his hands on his hips and looked at his Grunkle in suspicion. "What are you playing at, old man?"

"You're gonna love it! The whole town's out here!" The twins looked over at the lake and low and behold it looked like half the town was enjoying a summer day on the lake. Whether it was one person or a whole family, there were multiple boats. Including Lazy Susan with a pan in his hand, asking the fish to jump in it, Toby taking a picture of a man who caught a giant fish, resulting in the man being blinded by the flash and falling in the lake and one boat had Wendy's family in it with Manly Dan grabbing the fish with his hands and punching them in the boat as his sons cheered. Stan took a deep breath as he took it all in and wrapped an arm around Y/N's waist bringing them closer, "That's some quality family bonding!"

"Uncle Stan, why do you want to bond with us all of a sudden?"

"Come on, this is gonna be great! We've never had fishin' buddies before. The guys from the lodge won't go with us. They don't like or trust us." Stan said as he made air quotations.

Y/N picked the kids up and hugged them tight, the two straining for air. "Oh, kids! This is gonna be fun! A chance to be together that isn't crime related." You then put them back on the ground walking back over to Stan, excited. Mabel turns to Dipper, "I think they actually want to fish with us." She whispered, looking over toward their great uncle and auncle. Stan walks over to the two with his hands behind his back. "Hey, I know what'll cheer you sad sacks up. Pow! Pines family fishin' hats. That's hand-stitching, ya know. It's just gonna be you, me, Y/N and those goofy hats on a boat for ten hours!"

"Ten hours?!" The twins shouted as Stan then pulled out a booked titled '1001 Yuk 'Em Ups'. "I brought the joke book." Dipper grabbed his head in agony, "No. No!" Mabel then grabbed Dipper by the arms and shakes him back and forth, "There has to be a way out of this."

Runs from dock, comes Old Man McGucket, "I seen it! I seen it again! Hoo hoo hoo! The Gravity Falls gobblewonker! Come quick before he scramdoodles away! Ha ha hoo-ah!" He screamed as he crashed into things and overturned a few others. When he stops he starts doing a dance and slaps himself, laughing. The twins walk over to the commotion and as they do Mabel puts her hands together and leaned her cheek on them. "Aw. He's doing a happy jig." McGucket grabbed Mabel by her arms and shouted,  "No!!! It's a jig of grave danger!" Just as he did his son comes out from the cabin on the lake with a spray bottle. "Hey! Hey! Now, what did I tell you about scaring my customers? This is your last warning, dad." McGucket flinches from the water being sprayed at him. "But I got proof this time, by gummity!" He then motions everyone to follow him toward the end of the dock.

"Behold! It's gobbledywonker what done did it!" He exclaimed as he pointed at a boat that's been broken in half laying in the water. "It had a long neck like a gee-raffe, and wrinkly skin like like these two right here." He then points to Y/N and Stan. Stan was digging in his ear not paying attention as you looked at McGucket in angry, "I beg your pardon!"

"It chopped my boat up to smitheroons!" McGucket then points at the small island that's on the other side of the lake, "It shim-shammed over to scuttlebutt island! Ya gotta believe me!"

"Attention, all units. We got ourselves a crazy old man." Sheriff Blubs said casing everyone to laugh and Tate McGucket to shake his head and hold it down in shame. McGucket then holds his own head down as he walks away in sadness, "Aw, donkey spittle! Banjo Polish"

"Well, that happened. Now, let's untie this boat and get out on that lake!" Stan said as he walks over to his boat, Y/N following him. When you catch up to him, you see the twins talking to each other, "Stan, there's a chance the twins might want to go look for this monster..." Stan waved his hand at you, blowing a raspberry, getting in the boat. "They wouldn't want to miss this family bonding, trust me." As he said this the twins came over with smiles on their faces. Dipper wraps his arm around Stan's neck and said, "Grunkle Stan! Change of plans! We're taking that boat to scuttlebutt island, and we are gonna find that gobblewonker." The twins start to chant, Monster Hunt! Monster Hunt! Monster-" Then McGucket comes over standing behind them, "Monster Hunt! Monster-. Eh... I'll go." He says with his head down again.

"You dudes say something about a monster hunt?" Soos in his own boat pulls up on the other side of the dock. "Soos!" Mabel then walks closer to the boat to give Soos a fist bump. "What's up, hambone? Kapoosh! Pow! Explode! Dude, you could totally use my boat for your Hunt. It's got a steering wheel, chairs normal boat stuff."

"All right, let's think this through. You kids could go waste your time on some epic monster-finding adventure, or you could spend the day learning how to tie knots and skewer worms with your great uncle Stan and auncle Y/N! So, whaddya say?" As Stan is saying this, you watched the kids put on their life jackets and get on the boat with Soos without a single glance toward you or Stan. You folded your arms in front of your chest and frowned. "Stan... they left." You whispered as you watched the boat leave, turning to Stan who opened his eyes watching them go too. As Soos' boat leaves you hear twins shout, "We made the right choice!"

Stan grabs you hand, making you almost fall in the boat if you didn't catch yourself. You both sit down as Stan continued to watch the retreating boat. "Ingrates! Ah, who needs 'em? We got a whole box of creepy fishin' lures to keep us company." You both stare at the lure and shiver, Stan then slams the box shut.

~ Time Skip ~

"Traitors! We'll find my own fishin' buddies.” Stan then starts looking around the lake, a focused look on his face.

“But, what about us all bonding toget-“ Y/N didn’t finished their sentence as the boat was already speeding in some direction, Stan having found his target. "There's our new pals!"

"Now that we're alone, Rosanna, there's a burning question which my heart longs to ask of you." The man pulled out a box as the woman’s eyes began to fill with tears. “Oh, Reginald!” Before the man could continue Stan slows his boat down behind theirs and stopping.

"Hey! Wanna hear a joke?" The younger man was about to speak because Stan interrupted him, "Here goes. My ex-wife still misses me, but her aim is gettin' better! Her aim is gettin' better! Ya see, it's… it's funny because marriage is terrible.” You clapped your hands as you laughed. However the younger couple scoffed and rowed their boat far way from the Stan ‘O War.

“What?!"

You placed a hand on his back as you looked at the retreating boat, "Don't worry, Stan. I enjoy your jokes..."

"Look, when you're threading the line a lot of people don't know this but you want to use a barrel knot. That's a secret from one fishin' buddy to another. Heh heh!" Stan has his arm wrapped around a kid that's in a different boat, the kid looked extremely uncomfortable. "Uh I, uh who are you, exactly?" Stan then pats the kid on the head, Y/N was standing behind his confused as ever. "Just call me your Grunkle Stan!"

"Sir sir! Why are you talking to our son?! If you don't leave right now, I'm calling the police!" The mother shouts as she stands behind her son, making Stan let go of the kid. "Oh no you don't!" You pushed Stan behind you and placed your hands on your hip, leaning over towards their boat, trying to get in the woman's face. She backs up a little but still tries to stand her ground, "I will!

"Ha ha! Ya see, the thing about that is, Arrrr!" Stan starts the engine and zooms the boat in a different direction, almost making you fall.

"Go bother your own kids!"

Stan moved the boat towards the middle of the lake, looking defeated. You looked around the lake, seeing that most of the people and their boats are starting to pack up. You sighed, turning towards Stan and saw him leaning his arms on his knees, head in hands as he looked at his own reflection in the water. You moved over to sit closer to him and wrapped your arm around his shoulder. Stan looked from his reflection to yours, he sat up and wrapped his arm around your waist, the both of you now leaning on to one another. Moments of silence went by until you broke it.

"Hey honey, how you holding up?" You rubbed circles in his shoulder with your thumb, you felt his body sink more into you. He waved his hand, staring at the water.

"I just... I wanted this day to go well. I wanted us to bond with the kids, try to get them to see that we mean well, ya know. To show that I actually care for those like brats. I don't want them to think that we're just a couple of criminals." Y/N sighed and looked back into the water.

"Well, sure today didn't go the way you planned but we still have the rest of summer. So, we have time to bond with them and I don't think they see us like that all the time. Yeah, we have our moments, of course, but I don't think they see us just as that."

"Oh yeah? Ya wanna know what the first thing they did when they first got here was," he glanced over at you, raising his eyebrow. When he saw you nod your head, he removed his arm from your waist and put his head in his hands again. "They were debating on if they should turn us in to the FBI and jump out the window to escape and they asked an eight ball if they should or not... A eight ball, Y/N!"

Y/N removed their arm from Stan and folded their hands in their lap, looking down. "Oh, I didn't know... Well, even if they don't really warm up to us, we have each other still. But, I would still like to try and build some relationship with them and even after today I know you would too." Stan rolled his eyes and groaned, waving his hand at you. "Forget it, those little suckers chose to hang out with Soos instead of their own family. We don't need them," he pulled out a piece of wire and starting to try and tie it into a knot. "Like you said we have each other and fishing! Er, ugh, gah! Mollycoddling..." He complained as he failed to tie it.

"Oh, Stan..."

"Can you please tell me more funny stories, pop-pop?" You and Stan turned to see a grandfather and his two grandkids in a boat. They seem like they were having a good time together, much to Stan's and Y/N's annoyance.

"Anything for my fishin' buddies!" As the the grandfather laughs he pats his grandchildren on the head. Stan growls as he folds his arms over his chest, staring at the family. "Arghh!" Y/N gently placed their hand on Stan’s back, "Stan, just don't look at them."

"Pop-pop, I just weawized that I wuv you." Stan stands up and cups his hands around his mouth, "Aw, come on! Boo! Boo!"

The grandfather stands up in his own boat, hands on his hips. "Hey, there! What's the big idea?" The grandson then looks up at his grandfather with a pity expression and says, “Maybe they have no one who wuvs them, pop-pop."

"Yeah, well, I-I nahh! Ahhh." Before he could say anything Soos' boat speeds past the Stan 'O War soaking him and Y/N. You hold on to the boat to keep your balance as Stan throws his hat in the boat, puffing out in frustration as he sits down and sighed with his head in his hands.

~ Time Skip ~

As Y/N and Stan sat together in silence, you both hear Dipper's voice. "Hey! Over here!" The S.S Cool Dude pulls up next to the Stan 'O War and Dipper takes a picture of both Stand and you with his camera. You and Stan look at each other in surprise then back at their boat or what's left of it anyway. "What the kids? I thought you two were off playin' spin the bottle with Soos?" Stan said crossing his arms, trying to look like he wasn't happy to see them.

"Well, we spent all day trying to find a "legendary" dinosaur."Dipper began and Mabel continued. "But we realized the only dinosaurs we want to hang out with is right here."

"Save your sympathy! We been having a great time without ya, makin' friends, talkin' to our reflection-- we had a run-in with the lake police! Guess we gotta wear these ankle bracelets now, so that'll be fun." He said holding his leg up to show the bracelet. You wave your hand nonchalantly, "We'll just try and take them off later."

"So I guess there isn't room in that boat for three more?" Dipper asked.

Y/N looked over at Stan with a worried look on their face as they placed a hand on his shoulder. Stan looked at the water, then back up toward the twins, they both put on the custom fisher hats that Stan made them. Stan looked over at you, smirking, and nodded his head at the kids. Y/N laughed as they leaned over toward the kids, picking them up and placing them on their lap, both of them cheering. "You knuckleheads ever seen me thread a hook with my eyes closed?" Dipper stands up from your lap, pointing his finger at Stan, "Five bucks says you can't do it." Stan points back at him, "You're on!"

"Five more bucks says you can't do it with your eyes closed plus me singing at the top of my lungs!" Mabel exclaimed as she wrapped an arm around your shoulders and you warped your around her side, both you laughing.

"Kids, don't make a bets with an ex con-man." You chuckled as Mabel looked at you still laughing, "But that's what makes it challenging!"

"Plus, I like these odds!" Soos then in the boats, causing both you and Stan two look at him in shock, "Whoa! What happened to your shirt?" Soos puts his hand up and and shakes his head. "Long story, dude." Dipper then holds up his camera standing on one stand of the boat. "All right. Everybody get together, say fishing." the rest of you huddle together and smile and shout, "Fishing!"

"Fishing! Dude, am I in the frame?" Soos asked as the picture gets taking. You all then spend of the rest of the day enjoying each others company. Then as the sun sets you all call it a day and Stan starts to drive the boat toward the dock, all you smiling in content until the boat hits a bump in the water.

Dipper turned toward his sister and asked, "What was that?" Mabel looked at him with a smile still on her face and shrugged. "Mm-mm."

Underwater, the real Gobblewonker swims under the Stan 'O War and eats one of Dipper's cameras.

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

staged but i've never watched it and i'm drunk

hello mascot good omens mascot here okay so THE STAGED LIVESTREAAM IS ON SATURDAY BTW. That is a thing that is happening. So. You know. If you're above 18 because @thescholarlystrumpet (and I ig) are responaible adults come and like. Join us. Watch me react to staged and probably die. i'Ll probably share details when I'm not drunk and when it's not nearing midnight.

But until then I'm drinking battery acid (this red wine cost like the equivalent of 2.5 USD) and I am here to summarise staged.

It's about David Tennant and Michael Sheen, who, until barely a month ago, I had no idea existed (we don't talk about Michael sneakily being in Twilight and Passengers I'm actually pretending the Twilight thing didn't happen pklease respect my denial)

It started over Zoom and it's about them rehearsing a play during COVID but like it's scripted so it's a show about rehearsing a play and it stars the actors as themselves very meta very fourth wall

David has hair extensions and Michael does not

David keeps switching locations because he has to quote Michael "twenty children" and they're everywhere. Because of this hellsite that's obsessed with David to an unhealthy level I know that this is not true, he has five children and I can probably give you details and how is this my life

Michael stays in the kitcehn and some watchers think this is a poetic choice it's not David just has to shift because humans are everywhere in his house

Georgia who is David's wife and Anna who is Michael's wife which I also know because of this hellsite both also star in it

They're all neighbours now by the way which this really creepy hellsite was DETERMINED that I know about okay thank you tumblr I'm uh that's knowledge for sure I'm sure they're having fun

Judi Dench is involved and I'm not sure who she is but she's a Dame and she's a very good actress and she's kinda intimoidating and also for some weird reason I associate her with that Cats nightmare fuel even though I didn't watch it but yeah she probably had nothing to do with it

There are three seasons and FOR SOME REAOSN EVERYONE IS CRYING AT THE END. WHY ARE YOU ALL ALWAYS CRYING WHY HAVE YOU DRAGGED ME INTO THE CRYING TOO I'M STILL CRYING OVER GOOD OMENS WHAT IS THIS NOW.

it's uh it's a comedy but I've realised now that in Britain comedy = will make you sob harder than a tragedy but will be more subtle and sneaky about it

god this wine tastes like shit i really need to make money so i can afford better alcohol. any suggestions, maggots? wait this is a summary not a life update

uhhhh the silhouette of one of david's kids appears in one of the episodes

that's all i've got i'm sorry time to go make more bad decisions I love you all byebyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee stay rotten

[babybatscreationsv2]

Little symbrock treat for the monster smut fans

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Romnoncon warning**

Eddie desperate to find work after after the Life Foundation fiasco goes to a couple of interviews to plead his case, but his new friend is just too excited about being inside a warm body after so long in the icy depths of space

He's trying everything from brute force to pleading to get the woman on the other side of the desk to give him a job. He'd even clean the toilets until he can prove himself as a journalist once again, but her lines are pressed thin and he knows she that she can't say how throughly her hands are tied, but just maybe he can find the right button to press

When he feels something wriggling inside him. Venom feels like fluid moving through veins he doesn't have. He's bored and he's searching for something interesting to do when he finds Eddie's dick

He jumps out of his chair, startling the woman across from him, but he recovers by dropping to his knees, hands out in front of him

"Please, I'm begging, here. I can't get any more desperate," he pleads. She sighs.

Venom's rumbling inside him, a noise he makes when he finds something curious. Usually, it's trash TV or a new brand of chocolate. Now it's the way Eddie's blood rushes south and his cock thickens and Eddie's mouth salivates. Venom rumbles so hard that can feel him vibrating like a cat

He stands and swallows and rubs his face. "Right, sorry," he says. "I get it."

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Brock. You're an excellent journalist..." she says. The way she looks at him is humiliating

"Yeah. Sometimes I wish I wasn't." He grimaces and turns away. "Thank you for your time," he says but he wants to tell her that she's a coward and a disappointment. That she or her bosses or whoever chose money over human lives. But he forgets about all of that as Venom learns how to create friction in his cock from the inside out.

Eddie almost trips, one hand catching him on the wall. Thank fuck no one's there. "Venom," he hissed.

"It feels good, Eddie," Venom purrs. "What is that?"

"It's uh..." he blushes. "It's nothing. Stop doing that!"

"But why? It feels good. You like it, Eddie."

"No. I do not." He moves away from the wall and starts walking. His legs wobble and he knows he looks drunk or worse, but he's determined to ignore him and it's not like he was going to get a call back anyway.

He can't spend money on the bus when his savings is running dry, so he walks home. And regrets ever having been born when Venom keeps it up.

"I said stop that," he hisses outloud. People turn their heads but he ignores them. He's hardly the only lunatic in San Francisco.

"But you didn't say why."

"Because... Because it's inappropriate."

Venom scoffs. "Why?"

"Because jacking off in public is creepy and gross."

"But why?"

Eddie sighs. Venom finds his balls and takes up playing with those, too. Eddie's vision goes funny for a second. "You're going to send me to the hospital."

"No. I can heal almost anything. You cannot be harmed as long as you're with me."

Eddie groans. "Just wait until we get home, alright?"

He's quiet for a moment. Then, "Fine."

Venom stops and Eddie sighs with relief. Only he's still hard and he really does need to take the edge off. After a moment, Venom starts moving around again. He barely notices until he feels something stimulating his nipples.

"What the hell- stop that!" He hisses again. His hands cover his chest, but it doesn't do him again.

"We are not masturbating," Venom argues.

"That definitely counts as masturbating," Eddie counters. He grimaces at a man passing him by.

"But it's not your genitals. And it feels good here, too, Eddie."

"I know it does. Just wait. No more feeling good." Eddie gasps. He's stunned to realize just how close he is. Venom keeps playing with him and with Eddie's guard down, moves back to touching his cock. Only now he's doing both. Eddie moans. Then he runs.

He turns down an alley and leans against the wall. "V- Venom-" he gasps.

Venom purrs. "That feels good, Eddie. So good. It keeps getting better."

"Yeah..." Eddie pants. He closes his eyes. He can't help himself. Then Venom in all his exploring finds his ass. When Eddie whimpers in response he knows he's found a fun knew spot to play with. There's friction inside him. All the way inside. So much deeper than cock or object could ever reach.

Eddie's drooling on himself. His fist is clenched against the wall. He needs to cum or he might die. He yanks open his pants and grabs his cock. In two strokes he cums, head tipping back and moaning, cumming splatting the wall, the ground, his shoes.

Venom keeps going. Just for a moment until then pain of overstimulation creeps in, then he withdrawls.

"What was that?!" he demands.

"That," Eddie pants. "Is called an orgasm."

"I want more of those. That's almost as good as chocolate."

"No more in public, okay? That's something we do at home, got it? I'm not trying to get arrested."

"Fine. But we do it again when we get home."

Eddie sighed, but he couldn't argue.

[webslingingslasher]

What if trouble had a pet turtle and she would introduce Peter to the turtle, what would his reaction be ? 🤔 - 🪶

'okay, look. before we go in, i need to be honest. there's another man in my life-' she stops peter before he could speak, 'i've told him all about you and i think he really likes you, but before we go any further i think you guys should meet.'

peter takes a step back, 'hey, uh, you're cool and all but that's kind of a dealbreaker for me, so-'

she tugs his hand, 'oh, stop it! mr. franklin is no one to worry about.'

'oh, is this like a sugar daddy situation?' she opens her door and gestures him to enter. 'cause, if so, we might be able to make this work.'

she laughs, 'mr. franklin has no money!'

of course he has no money, it's a fucking turtle.

'you made it seem like-'

'i have another boyfriend? i know, it's fun.'

peter walks over to his tank, his finger approaching the glass when she stops him.

'don't you dare! how would you like it if i shoved my fingers in your eardrums as a hello?'

'i... i wouldn't like it.'

'exactly.'

peter tilts his head looking at her pet, he doesn't see the attraction.

'what does it do?'

'mr. franklin,' she announces, 'likes to swim and hang out on his rock, he loves shrimp too.'

'but what does he do?'

'he likes to swim and eat and hang out.'

'does he like humans?'

she pushes him to the side, lowering her hand the turtle walks into it, accepting the elevator ride up. she tucks him to her chest and runs a finger down his shell.

'wanna hold him?' he doesn't really, turtles bite hard.

peter holds his hands out, 'sure.' she tries to carefully guide the turtle to his hands, mr. franklin wants no part.

'hey, c'mon, frankie. that's peter, i was telling you about him.'

like magic the turtle walks into his palm and drops. his owner coos, 'aw, he likes you. you have a big hand and he likes the warmth.'

peter thinks he's a cool little guy.

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bonus::::

'trouble, i'm feeling real guilty about mr. franklin watching me take your clothes off.'

'franklin, you're embarrassing mommy's friend!'

franklin swims up to his dry bank and lays down with his back to the both of them.

'oh that's fucking weird.'

[iwoulddothingstothisman]

Figuring out

"Sam, Sam."

"Psst, Sam"

"What Dean?"

"I think I love him."

"That's great he loves you too, go back to sleep."

"I don't think I can."

"Then for fuck sake, shut up," Sam grunted and turned over on his shitty motel bed to face away from Dean's bed.

"Then shut up," Dean mocked under his breath, "bitch." He flopped back down onto the pillow only to stare up at the celling he had just enough light from the freeway to see.

Not four hours later the sound of wings fluttering reefed both boys from their sleep. Dean jolted up knife already in hand only to see Cas, his Cas maybe even, standing at the foot off his bed looking for all the world like a lost child.

"Cas, not that it's not good to see you, but why are you here, it's like five in the morning," Dean grunted while rubbing his eyes with the hand not holding his knife.

"I wanted to see you, though waking you was not intentional." His head was tilted a little to the side, an adorable pout on his lips. Thank god for the dark room or Cas would've seen the blush creeping up his neck.

"Well I'm up now, what d'ya want for breakfast, Sam?" Dean asked while swinging his legs over the side of the bed.

"Whatever they have, salad-wise," Sam said, snuggling deeper into the covers.

"Naturally." Dean put his knife onto the bedside table so it was within Sam's reach if need be then trundled his way into the bathroom after grabbing the same jeans he wore yesterday and his only clean shirt.

He came back out, did up his boots and grabbed the keys for Baby.

"C'mon Cas, we'll let Sammy get his beauty rest," He said while walking past the Angel who followed a half step behind Dean

The drive to the diner was thankfully uneventful, no vampires trying to slash their tyres and no women in white trying to seduce them.

The diner was even more dull. The standard traffic of office monkeys that hate their life but can't bring themselves to end it and early morning joggers who think they're different for getting oat milk and tweeting about it on their aggressively nature themed blog that calls to the end for all farming. The only stand-outish part of it all was the cashier. A woman in her maybe late 20's by Dean's guess with bright blue hair, a pro-Palestine hat that said 'from the river to the sea' with the Palestinian flag under it and a full cyber-sigilism tattoo sleeve.

Dean had been so busy studying her appearance that he hadn't even noticed the line had moved enough that it was their turn to order.

"So what will you and your boyfriend be having today?" She asked with a tinge of an Aussie accent and Dean faltered.

"We- uh- he's- we're ah not together." He stumbled to get his words out.

"Sorry mate, what can I get ya?" She asked again, this time her accent came through thicker.

"I'll just get a bacon and egg muffin with a coffee, black, two sugars please and, do you guys do a Caesar salad?"

"We do, yeah."

"The largest one of those I can get, to go please." He passed her the money and pocketed his change before walking over to the table furthest from the door.

"It is odd that she thought we were together," Cas stated. Dean almost choked.

"Yeah, yeah it is." dean replied praying to a god he knew didn't care that Cas would drop it, of course, God doesn't care so Cas did no such thing.

"I wonder what it is about us that made her think that, I've been told that I 'look the type' whatever that means, maybe that was it."

"Yeah, yeah I guess you do." Dean paused for a second but kept talking before Cas could open his mouth. "Cas can I talk to you for a second?" He asked.

"You already are." Cas said, tilting his.

"Not the point, the bible doesn't say anything about being gay is a sin, right?" Dean asked.

"Not the original one, no. Why?"

"Because I think I love you." He rushed out.

"Yes, I love you too, I believe." Cas said, making Dean chuckle and shake his head.

"No Cas, I'm IN love with you."

"Oh well in that case then I too, am in love with you, perhaps not in the exact same way that a human might be, but rest assured I have loved you since I pulled you from perdition." Cas admitted with a soft smile.

Dean's tunnel vision on Cas was broken when the same cashier set their food on the table between then with just enough force to almost startle Dean out of his seat.

"Have a good one," she said before speed walking away back to the counter where a chef was relentlessly ringing the bell.

"Come, we'll continue this in the car." Cas said while getting up and grabbing the bag.

Cas was waiting next to the passenger door when Dean finally pried himself from his seat in the diner. He swiftly unlocked Baby and jumped in to start the car. Cas wasn't half a second behind him and had the door closed before Baby had started.

"Did you mean in when you said you've loved me since you pulled me from hell."

"Of course, why else would I say it?"

"Then why, why, didn't you say anything?" Dean exclaimed.

"I didn't want to make you uncomfortable."

"Good grief Cas." Was all Dean said before grabbing Cas by the lapels of his coat and kissing him. He pulled back a second later only to be pulled straight back in by Cas' hand in his hair.

The food was cool by the time they got back to the motel and Sam had packed all of his stuff and some of Dean's

"Good to see you two are still alive, I was about to send out a search party." He said with a knowing smirk.

"Shut up, bitch."

"Whatever, jerk."

Sure they still had a lot to work out, especially when it came to Dean's issues but they took the first step and that's what really matter.

With that thought Dean ate his cold muffin with a small smile on his face.

This is my first time posting something original (on this blog) and I'm super nervous. Please let me know if you find any egregious mistakes and I hope you liked it.

[mushroominaforest]

could you maybe elaborate more on the worldbuilding of your superhero/villain story thing?? im a sucker for these sort of stories and am staring at you like this 👀

Okay! Yippee!!!

so, it’s not like, really a superhero story? It’s more styled like cartoons like Avatar, She-ra or Legend of Voltron, where there are like, wars going on, but there’s more focus on a team of hero friends and a team of villain friends (not always necessarily good friends, but if you think about like, Azula, Ty Lee and Mai from Avatar you’ll kinda understand what I mean lol).

My story has that trope, but it’s sort of flipped? We got the tight-knit group of misfits as the villains, and the less tight-knit group more… uh, carefully selected (?) people as the heroes.

I’m not trying to make anything too realistic here, I just always really enjoy shows with that trope, and I really like writing the characters and how they interact with each other lol. but there is obviously a war going on, so I need sides, so here’s the most basic information about them because I am still working on this!

So basically, there are these two kingdoms beefing with each other. One is heavily religious, (the religion pretty much factors into every aspect of life there), and it’s ruled by two people: a queen and the main religious leader. The other kingdom is ruled by a council of five people, who each have a different aspect of the kingdom to oversee. This kingdom has no central religion, and people can kinda just do whatever so long as they don’t get too cult-y with it lol.

In both, it’s very common for people born with powers to be recruited to serve their kingdom, but they do it a little differently. In the first one, unnatural abilities are seen as a gift and a sign of favour from the religion’s Gods. People with powers are almost always taken to be trained in the castle (?) and eventually serve either the queen or the religious leader. Our heroes all serve the queen, in the military faction. In the second kingdom, the rules for who exactly gets recruited to the military organization are a fair bit looser. Rosemary and Kami wouldn’t have made the cut in the first kingdom, since Rosemary doesn’t actually have magic (she’s just gifted with technology lol) and Kami is blind in one eye, but in the second kingdom they just take anyone who could be useful. It also isn’t quite as forceful of a recruitment, but it’s widely considered the right thing to do to send your child to magic military training boarding school lmao. (There’s also more poverty in that kingdom and the government gives you money if you donate your kid + the kid gets a better life so that ofc also plays a factor in people giving up their kids).

(And yeah, its probably not coming across here, but the second kingdom is supposed to be the “bad guys”. I might explain that at some point but I also might not lmfao we’ll see if people seem interested or not)

So, uh, this universe sorta just has the occasional person born with magic. Idk why or how, I didn’t think too hard about it to be honest lmfao.

There are a lot of limitations to what they can actually do- ima use Radar and Kami as examples. 

You guys don’t know Radar yet, but he’s one of the good guy characters and you’ll never guess what his powers are. Yeah i wasn’t super creative here, he’s basically a walking radar. He can detect people and animals around him within a certain radius. The radius can actually be as small or as big as he wants, but it gets really jumbled because there are just two many people and animals and impossible to make out when it’s too far. He can distinguish between species, but he cannot distinguish individuals. So he could be like “yep there is a human person seven meters behind this wall right now but I have no idea who it is”. The other rules are that he cannot see anything that would be too small for him to see with his normal vision (he couldn’t see a tardigrade, but he could see a ladybug if he squinted). He also can’t see dead things, but he can see Kami when he’s invisible which is handy. (Kami doesn’t appreciate it)

Kami’s teleportation functions in that it basically takes the same amount of energy as it would have taken him to run (not walk) that distance. If he teleports two meters or something, he barely feels it. But if he tries to teleport like, fifty kilometres? He’s gonna feel like he just ran a marathon. So he’ll probably throw up and then pass out lol. He can take people with him when he teleports if he chooses too, but I nerfed this like crazy because it got really overpowered lol. Basically, that just feels like if he ran whatever distance he teleported while carrying that person. So doing that really sucks for him.

Turning invisible is similar in that it drains his energy, but it’s much less severe than teleporting. It happens very slowly and subtly, and because I wanted it to be an actual working system with rules, I have a very specific (and slightly random) way that it works. Basically, it just eats away at whatever energy he got from sleeping. If he slept five hours, he can be invisible for up to five hours of the next day. But if he’s invisible for two of them, he’s gonna start acting like he only got three hours of sleep. If he goes into the negatives, he literally just falls asleep. So he has to be very careful when he starts pushing his time limit, so he doesn’t drop unconscious when he’s sneaking around somewhere lol. 

Anyways there’s a lot more worldbuilding stuff but this is the very basic concept :D thank you so much for the ask!!!

[dendrofiles]

the LIs in the percy and augustine universe !!

color coding only matters for the first two and then its random

sydney: augustine's most beloved <3 sydney is pure, and they're promised to each other! they are so ridiculously in love. sydney has become quite protective and possessive of augie (yes that one p!syd dominance thing i wrote was totally an augustine insert, and what of it). they're planning to get married as soon as they graduate. they're meant for each other, they're two halves of a whole, their lovemaking transcends the flesh, et cetera et cetera. also their sex is GOOD and thinking about it makes me so horny i pass out. augustine splayed out on the altar, sydney whispering sweet things in his ear... ough. but of course augustine believes that he's going to have to die to rid the town of the influence of auriga, leaving sydney alone. he feels terrible about it, and he feels so selfish for loving sydney anyway, but he can't stop himself. (btw, when augie fights auriga later he does not die. virgo spares him. but he doesn't know that atp) percy likes sydney but he thinks all the god stuff is a bit overkill. one bible-thumping friend was enough

eden: percy's scary ass husband. kinda yammered about their relationship a bit here but they’re cute. they compliment each other nicely. it literally took no effort on eden’s part to stockholm percy bc he was just so fucking traumatized that he needed OUT of that damn town. once they got used to each other it was pretty much guaranteed that they’d fall in love. there are some minor hiccups here and there- percy has all his weird foxy habits, eden can’t always keep up with him sexually due to the fox libido, eden won’t hunt humans for percy to eat- but they get through it. they’re cute!!! augustine has met eden once on accident and it was really awkward. he was out artifact hunting and he stumbled on eden and percy having a picnic. neither augustine or eden wanted to be there lol. augie supports percy but he can’t look eden in the eye after everything percy has told him about their sexcapades

robin: childhood bestie! the augie percy robin trio was inseparable as kids. augustine was definitely the ringleader of the group, percy was the main troublemaker, and robin was the sweet friend who got them out of sticky situations. he sees augustine as an older brother and percy as a good friend he has to keep an eye on. also has a bit of a crush on augustine, but augie already has a big-boy relationship with sydney so robin's shit out of luck. anyways. augustine was spending a lot of time at the temple and not seeing a lot of robin, so robin got sent to the docks. (percy wouldn't have been any help anyways- he was already in the woods, and also was not making enough money to help.) augustine eventually did find out about what was happening and rescued robin, then started paying his rent. augustine helped him through his trauma, but then got a bit more distant as his rank in the temple increased. the three fellas still see each other when they have time but robin's still lonely </3

whitney: surprisingly amicable relationship, honestly. he used to bully both percy and augustine a lot, but then percy went on his woods grind, so augustine became his only target. whitney thought augustine would be easy to pick on, but augie always fought back. hard. also, augustine got a bit more popular at school, and whitney was sick of seeing this little shit with the holier-than-thou attitude float around school and be praised by everybody. so he tried to sell augie to the underground brothel, but uh oh!! we all know what happens here. they tried to take him instead!! luckily, augustine saved him. whitney was a bit too traumatized to leave the house for a while, but when he finally did, augustine found him. he was pissed at first because he thought it was another instance of moral posturing on augie's part, but realized that augustine's intentions were pure. so now he's a bit nicer to augustine and percy and is reluctantly friends with them. he still picks on them and such but there's a lot less physical violence

kylar: okay he really doesn’t figure too much into this but he’s the rare person who is fixated on percy rather than on augustine. percy doesn’t actually mind the attention that much. he was sympathetic to kylar, seeing another fucked-up violent little guy. and he was kinda willing to be friends with kylar? but that was never gonna happen. kylar did back off when he followed percy into the woods once and saw eden. the sight of percy kissing a buff guy with a gun scared him right the fuck off. on augustine’s end, sydney told him to stay away from kylar, and he listened because he needs to trust his future husband (me when im writing someone else’s section but i get hit with the syd brainrot again)

avery: public enemy number one. before percy ever encountered him, augustine went on one date with him. at the end of the date, avery tried to have sex with him, but of course augie was pure and also promised to sydney, so he was able to fight avery off (and also steal his money lmao). he started staying inside the temple on saturdays to avoid avery. unfortunately, augie didn’t expect avery to turn around and pursue percy so quickly, so he wasn’t able to prevent what happened. so avery nonconned percy and took his virginity. yay for all of that unnecessary fucking trauma!! percy fucking despises him. he hasn’t hated anyone so much since his parents. avery is very much the villain of this world. also, augustine could kind of sense his affiliation with the children of auriga, so avery’s automatically a target for whatever takedown plot the temple cooks up. both of the boys want avery dead

as for augustine and percy’s relationship, they’re best friends but they’re closer to siblings. they don’t always like each other. growing up percy was always jealous of augustine- his certainty in himself, the way people seemed to bend to his will, etc. and of course augie was jealous of percy because he didn’t have to deal with overwhelming levels of ancient knowledge at the ripe age of 6. but to be fair they were kind of in the same boat in terms of parental problems so they could never be too jealous of each other. and their relationship is decent now :)

[cal-daisies-and-briars]

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51 for 🔍:

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The call ends. The workers are okay. Meera starts talking to Buck. No one ever talks to Buck. Just to chat with him. If he’s going to converse with strangers, it’s usually… Well, at a bar. With sex as the end goal. Especially beautiful women with glossy dark hair and the kind of smile you’d see in dental commercials. She’s gorgeous. She’s kind. She’s talking to him. 

So Buck does something perhaps less than professional. But who cares? No one ever notices. 

“Do you want to grab dinner tonight?” He asks Meera. “After my shift?”

Meera beams at him. Buck thinks she’s absolutely stunning.

“I’d love that.”

🔍

It’s a really nice date. 

It comes easily to Buck. He almost thought it wouldn’t. What does he know about being on a date? He just does hookups.

But he finds he likes this better. Talking to someone. Getting to know them. Being listened to in return. He doesn’t have a whole ton to say. His life isn’t very interesting. But it’s nice to know Meera wants to know. 

Buck likes Meera a lot. She’s from Buffalo, came to Hershey for the job. She’s only been here a month. She has two cats. She really Florence + The Machine. Like, a lot. Apparently she’s been to five concerts. Commitment, damn. Buck thinks Meera is the kind of person he’d like to keep spending time with. 

“You’re really sweet,” she tells him. Not hot. Not sexy. Sweet. It makes him feel some sort of way.

Despite all this, Buck is who he is. When she suggests he go back to her place, he doesn’t say no. 

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60 for ☣️:

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 “Whatever is going on here, you can’t ignore it. Okay? This could be dangerous.”

Buck stops and turns to look at him, frustrated.

“I’m not ignoring it!” He snaps. “I need to talk to Athena!”

Eddie’s expression twitches a little. He looks hurt, but only for a moment. Then, his face morphs into a show of acceptance.

“Okay, uh, good,” Eddie nods. “Promise? I’ll check with her, you know.”

“What are you? My babysitter? Yes, I promise,” Buck rolls his eyes. “Can I go now?”

Eddie’s shoulders slump.

“Drive safe.”

▪️▪️▪️

Buck bursts through Athena’s front door like he’s crossing the finish line of a race with quite a hefty sum of prize money. 

“Athena!” He chokes out. “Athena, I need you, uh, like immediately!” 

Athena comes around the corner a few moments later. She’s wearing lavender colored pajamas. Her hair is wrapped. Shit. He woke her up. Wait, did he? It’s pretty late in the morning. He already talked to her on the phone… You know what? Whatever. They’ve both been erratic these past six months. 

“Buck?” Athena asks. “What the hell is going on?”

“You said the Netch-Co people were experimenting on humans?” Buck pants.

“Yes,” she narrows her eyes. “Why?”

“I healed Eddie,” Buck blurts.

She blinks. “Pardon me?”

“Eddie and I, uh… Had an intermittent reconciliation… Not permanent.”

Athena wrinkles her nose. “You did not come all this way and barge into my house to tell me that. We’re not that type of friends.”

Uh, ouch? But not the point.

“No, Athena. He had a burn on his arm from work and when we… You know… It healed.” 

Her face keeps steady. “Healed?”

“Instantly. Completely healed. Right in front of our eyes.”

[thescarletnargacuga]

I’ve been waiting for this moment….

Human au where it’s Caine and Pomni’s anniversary, but somehow, someway, they can’t give each other the gifts they want, so they trade their most important item so that they could buy a gift for their spouse…..(basically gift of the magi if you know what that is)

A/N: I am familiar! It's a classic romantic dilemma!

GIFT OF THE MAGPIE

A HUMAN SHOWTIME ONESHOT

WARNING: none

~~~

Pomni double checked her calendar. Her and Caine's wedding anniversary was tomorrow. She needed to get him a gift! But what? It wasn't a landmark anniversary, so it didn't have to be something super fancy. Neither one of them were really materialistic. She stood thinking as Caine entered the room.

He kissed Pomni on the cheek. "I gotta run. Love you!" On his way out the door, a light chime came from his pocket. At first he checked his phone, but then remembered he had something in his other pocket. He took out a beautifully engraved, gold pocket watch and reset it. "Oops, forgot I had it wound."

A light bulb went off in Pomni's head. She knew exactly what to get him. She went down to the jewelry store and browsed their chains. "Do you have anything for pocket watches?"

The jeweler arches a brow. "Pocket watches? Bit old fashioned, but yes, I believe we have a few related accessories. Let me check." A few minutes later, he brought out a few different chains. Some made of gold, some made of platinum, all very shiny.

"I'll take that one." Pomni picked out a simple solid gold chain. It would go well to match the antiquated watch Caine had bequeathed from his grandfather.

~

Caine had time for a quick stop before going to work. A local antique shop that always had interesting bits and baubles from time gone past. Pomni wasn't much of a jewellery wearer but there was one thing in particular that she treasured. A simple silver necklace with a magpie charm. She loved magpies.

In his search to find other magpie related gifting ideas, he found out that the necklace Pomni owned was part of a set. A very old and rare charm jewelry collection that included a bracelet and a set of matching earrings.

The antique shop was kind enough to reach out and do some networking for him to help find a missing piece. All they could get was the bracelet. It was in astonishingly good condition for it's age. It looked brand new.

~

Pomni went to pay for the chain, but her card was declined. She nervously tried a different card. Declined. She knew funds had been tight this year, but she didn't realize she was already out or overdrawn. She put away her useless cards and apologized.

Before she walked out, the jeweler mentioned that they accept trades. She felt the magpie charm around her neck. She couldn't possibly... Then she thought of the look on Caine's face when he would receive such a well meaning gift. His watch was everything to him.

She took off her necklace and gave it to the jeweler.

~

Caine gawked at the cost of the antique bracelet. It was FAR more expensive than he had anticipated. He knew he didn't have the money. He tried to haggle the price, but the shopkeeper wouldn't budge. The bracelet has been difficult to find and purchase legitimately. The price was the price.

Caine only had one item in his possession that could possibly counteract the cost of the bracelet. He took out his grandfather's pocketwatch and set it on the counter. How often had he really used it? Pomni receiving the gift of a lifetime was more valuable to him.

It still hurt when the antique shopkeeper accepted the watch.

~

The next day, Caine and Pomni took their morning slowly, cuddling in bed long after dawn. Only to be interrupted by Bubble getting the morning zoomies and trampling them both. After that wake up call and coffee, it was time to present their gifts.

Caine gave his first. "You're going to love this. You know your magpie necklace..?"

Pomni felt her bare neck. "Uh...yeah?"

"Well, I found another piece of the set."

Pomni gasped. "You...you what?" She opened her box to see the pristine antique bracelet with magpie charms. She teared up. "Oh my god...Caine. This is amazing, but... I don't have the necklace anymore."

"Wait, what?"

"I traded it for your gift. It was expensive and my cards were declined and-"

"Hey, hey, it's okay." He pulled her into a hug. "You can still wear the bracelet."

"But it's just one piece again. Square one. That's not fair to you."

"That's fine. It doesn't undermine the gift. The magpies just migrated." Caine joked.

Pomni huffed, wiping a tear. "They did. Thank you. Here. This is what I got you."

Caine opened his box and his heart sank. "A pocket watch chain...thank you, Pomni. It really needed one. There is just one problem. I don't have the watch anymore."

"WHAT!?" Her shout startled Bubble.

"I traded it for the bracelet. Turns out those old magpies cost quite the penny. It was all I had to get it for you."

"That was your-!"

"I know." Caine said softly. "I didn't really use it that much anyway. It needed a good home with someone willing to take care of it." He put the bracelet on her and held her hands. "I would give up my last dime, the very shirt on my back, for you. The most valuable thing in my life, is you."

Pomni threw herself and Caine and kissed him hard on the lips. "I love you."

Caine smiled and kissed her again lightly. "I love you too."

"....we're getting that watch back." She said determinedly.

[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

so idea for a Spirited Away AU, if you wanna, fair warning i am awful at writing so if i try i honestly hope someone else will pick it up for me

Adam as Chihiro

Lucifer as Haku

Alastor as Yubaba

Lilith as Zeniba

Angel as Lin

Pentious as Kamaji

Charlie as Yubaba’s baby (Charlie can be kidnapped as a baby and not knowing that Alastor isn't her parent)

Husk as Yubaba’s bird thing

idk who to have be the Great Water Spirit

Nifty as the three bouncing green heads (idk who else would be the other two alongside her so for now shes just gonna be all of them)

the only other characters i can think of are the two frog demons who are racist, maybe the Vees as them?

Adam ends up in the Demon realm after his moms and him get lost on the drive to their new home, Sera and Rosie are turned into pigs for stealing the food that was meant for the demons, Adam has to go and work at the Radio Demon’s Bathhouse to repay the debt his mothers owe so he can have them back and go home. Alastor tricks Adam into signing a contract to work at the bathhouse without pay, Adam meets Angel Dust who is a fellow worker of the bathhouse, Angel shows him what to do to help the hundreds of other demons around the bathhouse. Adam ends up meeting a cute man named Lucifer who can’t remember who he was before he started working at the bathhouse but feels like he has some kind of connection to Adam, like he knew him somehow.. anyway Adam is very quickly isolated by the rest of the bathhouse staff because he is human (humans have a scent that demons find to be gross).

i would write out the rest of the plot but i don't want to miss anything because i haven't seen it in a while..

Anyway how it starts!

Adam sighed as he looked out the car window at the scenery rushing past. He hugs a bouquet gifted to him by his friend as a parting gift,

"Hope you have fun wherever you move, I'll miss you <3

To Adam From Eve"

he reads the card that was hastily stuck into the center of the bundle of flowers. Adam sighs again, he didn't want to move, but his moms got a job opportunity that they couldn't pass up. He scowls at them, angrily glaring at the backs of their heads. "I can feel your stare Starlight," spoke Sera, "I don't like uprooting you from your friends, but we really need the money, I hope one day you'll understand that.." she trails off frowning.

Looking back out the window, the scenery has changed from hills and farmland to a dense forest, "Where are we mom?" Adam says as he spots a strange statue nestled in the woods as they pass through. "This is a shortcut, don't worry Starlight," his other mom, Rosie says turning in the passenger seat to try and make eye contact with him, "We'll probably beat the moving vans to the house even though we left half an hour after them," she chuckled lightly. Adam stared blankly at her, "I think we're lost," he deadpanned.

"There's no way that we're lost, I know what I'm doing, trust me sweetheart," Sera confindently says, though she begins to slow to a stop because there is something blocking the way foreward. "uh huh, yeah definitely believe you mom," Adam says as he looks at whats in front of the car.

It looks like an old entrance to a theme park that has been shut down for ages, he could see the moss and ivy growing on the big sign covered in rust.

"Lu Lu World.." Adam mumbled as he read the sign. Sera stopped the car and turned it off, "What are you doing mom?" Adam says as he feels a shiver go down his spine, "Why aren't we turning around? This is clearly a dead end.." Adam stares at his mothers as they both get out of the car without responding to his questions.

Adam gets out of the car and follows them at a distance, "Somethings not right about this.. We should go, I don't feel safe." Adam said, voice quivering as he felt a gust of wind brush by him, feeling as if its trying to pull him towards the gates and turnstiles of the abandoned park.

Sera turns to him, looking mildly out of it for a second before her eyes clear, "Come on, let's take a peek at this place, I've never heard of it before.. It'll be an adventure!" Rosie nods with her own matching excited grin, "We haven't done something fun as a family in a while, come on Adam, it'll be fun. We'll just do a little exploring and then we'll go, okay?"

Adam shook his head, "I don't like this.." He stayed standing by the car. Sera spoke, her tone disappointed "Well, we're going in, so if you want to stay here at the car alone you can." Adam stared at her, its as if something has possessed his mothers and is making them need to do this. Adam stands defiantly at the hood of the car holding the card from the bouquet tightly in his hand.

Sera and Rosie turn to the looming gates of Lu Lu World and begin walking through, as they get farther and farther away Adam feels a creeping unease, he doesn't want to be alone in the middle of this forest, he took at deep breath and ran after his mothers.

He jumps over the turnstiles and skids to a stop right behind them, he pinches the excess fabric of Sera's dress as a way to calm himself. He's not alone, his moms are there, he'll be fine, just stay calm.

They finally make it through the tunnel into the park, infront of them is a vast field of wild grass, the beginnings of the park a good distance away, "That's weird" Adam thought to himself. His mothers didn't stop for more than a moment to look around then they were trekking across the field towards the park. as they reach the stone steps up into the park there is a small stream flowing infront of the steps, all three of the family jump over it to the otherside.

Little did they know, they were walking into another plane of existence, by passing over the stream they are now in the demonic plane. Humans don't know that there's multiple planes of reality, its theorized by some, but most don't believe it to be possible. The demonic plane is the place where monsters and ghouls come from, demons and banshees, any monster you could imagine came from this plane.

{{thats all im up for doing tonight, ill write more tomorrow if you respond :D}}

I HAVE SEEN THIS MOVIE!!

It's been so long I forgot that's what it was called. But I love this and the idea!!

[plasmas-arcade]

Fire and Ice - 18+ - Chapter 1

Chapter 1/?: Puppy Eyes

Collaboration with @over-usedlittlespoon

Summary: Peter's ex boyfriends Bucky and Johnny meet for the first time, leading to a chain of sex and miscommunications.

Themes/Tags/Warnings: Wintertorch, Bucky barnes x johnny storm, Smut 18+, miscommunications, one night stands, past relationships, awkward dates, drunk sex, flirting, past bucky barnes/peter parker, past peter parker/johnny storm, bottom johnny storm, top bucky barnes

Word Count: 4k

Part 1

The Fantastic 4 had been called in for a particularly serious mission, the team agreeing to help the Avengers. Reed and Tony kind of get along, the two geniuses mostly loving to try and correct each other. 

Johnny comes sauntering into the tower, looking around the place with scrutiny. "Damn, this place is bland. I expected more from the Avengers, y'know?"

Bucky has a scoop of ice cream shoved into his mouth, the spoon sticking out from between his lips as he eats directly from the tub. 

His eyes settle on Johnny when he walks in, looking him over. He’s blond. Bucky’s never met a smart blond man in his life.

Johnny tilts his head at Bucky. "Bucky, right?" He quirks a brow at the tub of ice cream in Bucky's arms. "I take it you aren't sharing? That's fine, I don't do great with cold desserts."

Bucky offers another spoon to Johnny, but looks offended when he says he doesn’t like ice cream. “Who are you meant to be?”

Johnny looks shocked. "What? I'm Johnny Storm. The Human Torch? Hottest man in New York? Come on." He sets his hand on fire to show off what he can do, showing why he probably shouldn't touch the ice cream.

Bucky takes another big bite of the ice cream, speaking with his mouth full. “I’ve met hotter blonds.” He says bluntly. Though… he’d never admit out loud that the flaming man has a nice body.

Johnny looks offended. "What?! Not possible, sorry. I got voted in by Avenue Magazine." He pokes around the kitchen, grabbing a soda from the fridge. "At least your kitchen is stocked, bet that's from Tony's money, huh? Man, if I had that kinda cash, I'd have a hot tub in every room."

Bucky raises a brow, moving to put the tub back in the fridge, tossing the spoon into the sink. “You talk a lot.” He says bluntly.

Johnny sips his soda, nodding. "I know, I know. But don't worry, you'll get used to it." 

Peter walks in, and he freezes, his eyes wide. He looks between Bucky and Johnny, hoping he's seeing things. "... hey, guys."

Johnny suddenly turns red. "... hey, Pete." Oh, there's definitely a history here.

Bucky still acts undeniably flirty with Peter, even if they broke up. It wasn’t a harsh break up, the two of them just agreeing that they had different avenues in life they needed to take. “Hey, dollface.” He gives a weak wave at Peter.

Peter smiles a little shyly, slipping into the kitchen to grab a snack. "What are you both doing here?" His breakup with Johnny was a bit messier, the two not having teamed up in a while due to it. 

Johnny rubs the back of his neck. "Ah, uh... team is here to help with a mission." He narrows his eyes at Bucky, not liking the flirtatious tone with Peter.

Bucky huffs, looking annoyed with Peter’s tone. “Sam called and said he needed some help with this. Some kinda team up shit.” He shrugs. He then looks Johnny up and down, a slight smirk on his face. “You fuck this guy too? Was that before or after I plowed you raw?”

Peter spits out his drink, his face turning bright red all the way to his ears. "Bucky!" He half-whines, half-scolds. 

Johnny blinks. "I'm sorry, what?" He looks to Peter. "You dated The Winter Soldier?" 

Peter looks sheepish. "Maybe..."

“Almost got engaged too.”Bucky chuckles. “We split off. Had to find another twink to fuck.” He takes a beer from the fridge, cracking it open. “So why did you two hook up? What’s the schtick here?”

Johnny's jaw drops. "You never mentioned any of that?" He looks exasperated with Peter. 

Peter looks a little guilty. "I didn't want you comparing yourself..." 

Johnny glares at Bucky. "We were good friends." 

"Kinda." 

"We were! Then we ended up kissing, and we tried it out, but it..." 

"Didn't work out." 

"Yeah." 

Peter looks at Bucky. "Who is the new twink?" He's running through his mind who it could be.

Bucky looks back and forth as each of them speaks, resting a hand on his hip. His nice, plush hips, the tight jeans he’s wearing hugging them, showing off his thick thighs. “Why ruin the surprise?” He presses a kiss against Peter’s cheek, his breath potent with cigarette smoke and beer. Which would have been disgusting if it wasn’t a reminder of how he always smelled after a hard days work and then a trip to the bar before they fucked on Peter’s couch.

Johnny is definitely looking Bucky over, feasting on him with his eyes. Okay, he sees why Peter was with him. 

Peter would be lying if he said he didn't miss Bucky, and that familiar smell has a pang hitting him in the chest. "I'll see you both at the meeting." He says quickly, rushing out of the kitchen. 

Johnny crosses his arms. "So, we both dated Peter, huh?"

Bucky watches Peter leave, admiring his perky ass. “I guess so. Though… I had him first. You got my sloppy seconds.”

Johnny scoffs. " 'cuse me? You saying you left him sloppy? That's just rude." He snaps his finger to light a flame, offering it to Bucky when he pulls out a cigarette. "Need a light?"

Bucky blinks at the finger, using it to light his cigarette. “We did kinda end on short notice. Didn’t get to have a goodbye fuck session like I would have wanted.” He blows the smoke away from Johnny, but keeps his eyes on the man.

Johnny smirks, the flames on his hand going out. "Oh? I got to have a goodbye fuck. It was kind of a hate-fuck too, which was exciting. Not that Peter hates me, we just had an argument."

Bucky takes a swig of his beer, offering it to Johnny. "He seemed to love arguing with me over the littlest things. But... we still get along. I think he misses me." Bucky smirks.

Johnny takes it, taking a sip. "Well, now that we'll be working together, who knows what'll happen." He shrugs innocently.

Bucky certainly makes it a good time, the two stumbling into his room in the tower once the mission is over, shedding clothes onto the floor, Bucky's lips smashed against the other's, the two collapsing onto his bed in a tangle of limbs. "Fuck, you're so damn warm." He holds Johnny's face.

Johnny pants, pulling Bucky close to him and kissing him eagerly. "You outta feel inside me." He hums, running his fingers through Bucky's hair. "Gives a new meaning to cockwarmer."

Bucky has never gotten harder faster in his entire life, quickly stroking lube onto his cock and pressing the tip against Johnny's tight hole. "Fuck, I didn't think I'd have to prep you..." He groans, managing to squeeze the fat tip of his cock into Johnny's hole. "You act like such a damn whore, figured everyone was fuckin' you."

Johnny clings to Bucky's shoulders, groaning as he's stretched open. He gasps once the large tip is inside him, his own cock hard and resting against his tummy. "Oh fuck... I still got standards..." He chuckles breathlessly.

Bucky braces with his flesh hand against the bed, using his metal one to reach down and stroke Johnny's cock, a smirk on his face. "Clearly, since you're lettin' me fuck you." He pushes more of his thick veiny length into the man's hole, groaning deeply at the warmth.

Johnny moans as his cock is played with by the cool metal, digging his fingers into Bucky's back. "Holy shit... that feels amazing..." 

He is warm inside, his soft walls squeezing Bucky's cock.

Bucky gives Johnny a soft kiss, lingering with his lips, before trailing them down the man's neck, starting to leave harsh welts on his skin. He pushes the rest of his cock inside, shivering at how warm he feels, how gentle his wet walls are.

Johnny kisses Bucky back, melting into the tenderness. He lifts his chin to allow better access to his neck, his eyes rolling back as he feels Bucky move all the way inside him, his heavy balls smacking against his perky ass. "Please... please more..." He begs, a soft whine in his voice.

Bucky bites down on Johnny's throat, before starting to thrust, matching the pace with his hand stroking the man's cock. "You like my big cock in you, huh?" Bucky coos, sucking on the skin and leaving another dark mark in its place.

Johnny lets out a cry at the bite, then moans as Bucky starts to thrust, his cock twitching in Bucky's hand. "Fuck... yeah..." He pants out, hardly able to form a thought as Bucky's cock hits his prostate just right.

Bucky seems to go on for hours, fucking Johnny in every position imaginable until he's ploped himself down next to Johnny in the bed, panting heavily, his cock finally going soft. "Fuck..." He pants out, turning his head to the side to look at the absolutely wrecked boy next to him.

Johnny lost track of how many times he came, starting to orgasm dry after number 5. He's covered in sweat, spit and cum, splayed out on the bed like a used toy. He babbles incoherently, blinking slowly as he tries to stay fully conscious.

Bucky kisses Johnny's cheek, "You can rest now, baby." He coos, moving to tuck them both into the sheets, passing out with his head on the slightly taller man's chest. 

Bucky wakes up early in the morning, getting up and cleaning himself off, and just like every one night stand, he leaves a fluffy towel and Johnny's washed clothes on the end of the bed. He's nowhere to be found in the tower, but Steve is in the kitchen on this floor of the tower, this communal floor being shared by Bucky, Steve, Natasha, and Sam.

Johnny is a little dissapointed to find Bucky gone when he wakes up, feeling around on the bed for him. He sits up with a wild case of bedhead, yawning and stretching. He's definitely sore from that night of fucking, but it was definitely worth it. 

He jacks off in Bucky's shower to the memories of the night before, then cleans himself up, getting dressed and heading into the kitchen. "Oh, hey, Mr. America." Johnny waves at Steve.

Bucky enjoyed the night, but he entirely intended on this just being a one time thing, immediately going to work rather then sticking around to entertain the fiery man. 

Steve looks up from the smoothie he's nursing himself on. "Hey, Johnny. Bucky went off to work, if you're looking for him." He moves to the fridge, taking out a container of overnight oats with berries on top, offering it to Johnny. "Bucky left it for you."

Johnny takes the container, smiling a little. "Yeah, I was gonna ask where he ran off to." He clearly is disappointed that Bucky isn't here, plopping down to eat his breakfast. Despite how flirtatious Johnny is, he's terrible at one-night stands. "Do you know when he'll be back?"

Steve blinks at Johnny, a little grimace on his face as he sips his smoothie. He swallows, before speaking. "I'm... not sure. He has another home outside the tower. He usually just brings his night stands here." Steve offers Johnny a spoon to eat the oats with.

Johnny's shoulders slump. "Oh." He takes the spoon. "Uh... would you tell him to call me?" He grabs a napkin, scribbling down his number and handing it to Steve. He has the most sad puppy eyes, how could Steve say no?

Steve softens considerably, and he takes the napkin, typing the number into his phone. He sends a message off to Bucky, letting him know that Johnny doesn't plan on leaving either of them alone anytime soon. "No promises he'll get back to you."

Johnny looks a little less sad when Steve takes the number, and he eats his breakfast. "I'll see you later!" He waves, heading back to the Baxter building.

Steve accepts the empty container from Johnny when he's done, and he looks a bit worried that Johnny didn't get the hint that Bucky isn't looking for more than a fun sex session. 

As Johnny waits for Bucky to text or call him, he mopes around the Fanastic 4 tower, driving his sister Susan crazy. 

"Would you please go mope around somewhere else." She sighs, and Johnny flails onto the couch dramatically. "I can't, I can't move..."

Bucky doesn't think much more on the topic, until he gets another text from Steve. 

"Maybe you should give it a chance. I know you've been lonely since you broke it off with Peter."

Steve was the only one who had been told that Bucky didn't actually have a new side-piece. He couldn't find some new twink to fill the hole that Peter had left.

The Baxter building is literally only a block or so away from the Avengers tower, so Johnny takes to staring out the window longingly at the other team's building.

"Its been one day." Susan puts her hands on her hips. "Would you pull it together? Last time I saw you like this, you broke up with Spider-Man." 

Johnny sighs. "Maybe he's just really busy. Right?" He pouts, putting his chin on the back of the couch to watch out the window.

Bucky returns when he gets a text from Steve that Johnny isn't in the building anymore. He takes his helmet off, greeting JARVIS with the code to let him down into the tower's garage. 

He parks his bike, running his fingers through his hair and tying it back into a low bun, making his way up to his floor of the tower.

Johnny has obtained a pair of binoculars, and he spots Bucky through one of the windows. He gasps, adjusting the lenses. 

Reed looks disturbed. "Johnny, this feels weird." He sends a text to Tony, asking what happened between Bucky and Johnny. 

Tony meets Bucky in the elevator, crossing his arms. "What did you do?" He demands.

Bucky blinks at Tony, "Okay, now that's fucked up." He points out. "I bet something tragic happened, and now you think I did it." He steps out onto his floor, allowing Tony to follow him into the kitchen.

Reed takes away Johnny's binocular privileges, holding them away by stretching his arm. "This is not healthy." He scolds. 

Tony follows Bucky. "What? No. That's fucked up. What did you do to Johnny? Richards said he's being weird."

Bucky raises a brow. "Oh, we fucked after the mission." He offers Tony a glass of water, knowing the man has likely gone hours without drinking a single drop. Maybe some alcohol, but not real water. "He gave Steve his number to give to me. I don't think I'll be calling. It was just a one time thing."

Tony takes the water, only drinking it because it now happens to be in his hand. Somehow it seems to help the throbbing headache he had going. "Fuck." He sighs, rubbing his face. "Did you tell him it was a one-time thing?" He remembers all too well how Johnny tried to get back with Peter for weeks.

Bucky refills the glass in the sink when Tony finishes it, raising a brow. "No? It's kinda implied. If the guy is gone when you wake up, it's a one night stand."

Tony takes it, not really paying attention to the fact he's being tricked into being hydrated. "Oh, god... do you remember how he was on the mission? At what point did you think he could understand anything implied?"

Bucky rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, "I uh... was kinda too focused on staring at his ass. It's a nice ass." Bucky says, like this should be obvious.

Tony pinches the bridge of his nose. "Idiots. Both of you." He drinks the rest of his water. "You need to talk to him, tell him explicitly. And try not to make him turn into a fireball that destroys the city?"

Bucky makes himself a ham and cheese sandwich, offering Tony the other half of it when he cuts it. "I shouldn't have to reject a guy after a one night stand. That's the dumbest fuckin' thing I've ever heard." He huffs.

Tony takes it as it's handed to him, taking a bite. "Yeah, I agree with you there. But I've had to do it before. Person doesn't get the hint, you gotta lay it out for them. It happens." He pats Bucky's shoulder. "Gotta be prepared for it if you wanna be a playboy."

Bucky rolls his eyes, taking a big bite of the sandwich to hold back whatever rude comment he was going to make at Tony. 

Bucky then sighs, taking out his phone and finding Johnny's number, pulling up a fresh texting conversation. 

"Can we meet? This is Bucky."

Johnny gets the text, and he nearly lights the phone on fire in excitement. "He wants to meet!" He jumps up, fist pumping the air. 

Susan and Reed share a look. "Johnny, don't get ahead of yourself." Susan warns.

Johnny ignores her, texting back quickly.

"Sure! Where and when?"

Bucky blinks when he gets such a quick reply, pulling back up the exchange. 

"Tonight. Tommy's Diner on Main."

He tucks his phone away, letting out a sigh. "There. We're meeting tonight to talk about it."

Johnny fully interprets this as a date. "We're going on a date!" He announces, rushing off to his room to shower and manscape. 

Reed pinches the bridge of his nose. "I'm willing to bet that's not what this is." 

Tony looks satisfied. "Need any tips? I always try to slip in a complement to soften the blow."

Bucky shakes his head. "I think I can figure it out. I broke up with Peter and we're still friends." He says, but it's likely far easier said then done, especially with someone like Johnny.

Bucky arrives at the diner, wearing a soft leather jacket and a t-shirt, moving to find a booth, letting the waiter know he's waiting on someone.

Johnny arrives in jeans and a t-shirt, but with a sports coat over it. In his hands is a bouquet of flowers. 

Uh oh. 

Johnny talks to the hostess, who directs him over to Bucky's booth. Johnny flashes a big smile, offering the flowers to Bucky. "I didn't know what kind you liked, so I got daisies..."

Bucky sees the flowers, and his eyes widen a bit. Shit, maybe he should have been more direct. But now all eyes in the diner are on them, an older couple letting out a soft "aww" at the sight of the two "young" men. Bucky's cheeks turn pink, and he accepts the flowers. "Sit, please." He manages to get out.

Johnny looks pleased when Bucky takes the flowers, and he sits across from Bucky. "I don't think I've eaten here before. What's good?" He seems to be under the impression they'll actually be eating.

Bucky is about to open his mouth to tell Johnny that he doesn't plan on staying, and that he just wanted to tell Johnny that he wasn't interested in anything romantic. He's then interrupted by the waitress, who sets down a pitcher of water at the table, and two glasses in front of the men. It's abundantly clear that she recognizes the two, and had fought her other female coworker for the table. 

"Hi, my name is Lina! I'm gonna be your server tonight.~" She has a flirtatious tone to her voice, especially pointed towards Bucky.

Johnny loves being recognized, and he grins at the waitress. His happiness is tainted by Lina immediately flirting with Bucky, who is his. "Thanks, can we get some nachos? Extra spicy?" He looks to Bucky. "Is that fine with you?"

Bucky is entirely baffled by the interaction, and he's struggling to put his thoughts together, struggling to get to the point. "Oh, uh... Yeah, sure." He mumbles, his cheeks further reddening. This was not going how he intended. 

The waitress, Lina apparently, gives the two a nod. "Can I get you some drinks?"

Johnny nods, happy that Bucky likes things spicey too. "Coke for me." He spots Bucky's red cheeks, assuming he's nervous about their date. He gives him a sweet smile, reaching across the table to put his hand over Bucky's.

Bucky almost instantly pulls his hand away, letting out a soft panting breath, almost like the action offended him. He then looks up at the waitress, "Three shots. As strong as you can make them." 

The waitress looks baffled by the request, pausing her pen on her little notepad. "...Are you sure, sir?" 

Bucky nods. "Please." He then looks at Johnny, trying not to fall victim to that happy smile.

Johnny checks his own hand, wondering if he accidentally burned Bucky. He chuckles at Bucky's order. "Oh, it's that kinda night? I'll take a shot of Fireball for me." He tells the waitress.

Lina scrawls down their drinks, before nodding, scurrying off to make their drinks. 

Bucky relaxes once the woman is gone, looking back at Johnny. "Look, I just wanted to talk about us." He starts, expecting the other man to allow him to speak.

Johnny leans back into the booth. "It's really nice to go on an actual date again." He interjects. He flashes another adorable smile. "I wasn't sure you would call, but I figured you were busy."

Bucky melts at the sight of that smile, and he can't help the little grin that twitches at his mouth. "I... don't remember the last time I went on one." He's easily distracted.

Johnny raises his shot glass when the waitress brings their drinks. "To first dates?" How can Bucky possibly say no to those big puppy eyes?

Bucky clinks his first shot with Johnny's glass, before he downs all three of the shots he was given, setting each glass at the end of the table. "To first dates." His head spins for just a second at the harsh stinging in the back of his throat from the alcohol.

Johnny yaps the entire time they eat, keeping Bucky from having a chance to do what he came there to do. At the end of the meal, Johnny, now a little tipsy, smirks at Bucky. "You wanna come back to my place?" He winks, chuckling a little.

Bucky, who had ordered three more shots and a beer, takes the bill, stuffing some cash into it, and leaving extra as a tip. Him and Johnny stumble out into a taxi, Bucky unable to keep his lips and hands off Johnny's body. He has to be physically forced off Johnny's lips so the man can tell the driver his address.

Johnny had finally been trusted enough to live at the Baxter building part time, and he takes Bucky to his little apartment he uses as a getaway from the team. He pulls Bucky inside by his jacket, then starts pulling his clothes off, tossing them aside.

Bucky sheds Johnny's clothes to the floor, entirely forgetting his goal to tell Johnny this would be just a one time thing. This would be the last time, he just needed his hands on Johnny's body one last time. One last night of fun. 

Bucky wastes no time getting Johnny into bed, drunkenly pulling out his cock and stroking it to get it to full length.

Johnny digs around clumsily in his nightstand, grabbing a bottle of lube. He puts some on his own fingers, pressing them into his hole to prep himself for Bucky. "Mmnnn..."

Bucky yet again leaves Johnny's body played with fully, covered in bruising hickeys and bite marks. 

He passes out the moment he lays down next to Johnny, his body betraying his mind, which was screaming at him to leave. To get out of there before morning comes. Too bad he's falling asleep. Gone to the depths of slumber.