#Jack looks like McDonalds but I love it I love her
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✧ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐌𝐞𝐭 𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐚 | hey baby au ♔
summary: how jack hughes met anna hischier
warnings: falling on ice, airports
notes: part of the 'hey baby' series. yes, jack thought anna was nico's wife when they first met. add yourself to the taglist ➵ taglist!
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Anna made her way over to the seats, exhausted out of her mind. Traveling with a three year old is not and will never be a good idea in her opinion. Asher trailed behind her, his energy radiating off of him that you could see it from a mile away, or hear it.
“Mommy?” The boy asked
“Yes, Ash?”
“How much longer?” Annalise let out a sound in between a laugh and cry, “Just a little longer honey, promise.”
She sighed once more and laid her head back against the back of the seat. Asher played with his toys - two airplanes and a dinosaur - as he waited for his mom to tell him what to do next. Annalise heard the grumble in her stomach and she looked at the boy next to her, “Ash. How about we go get some food?”
“Food!”
Anna pulled her phone out, “Alright, sweets. What do you want?”
“Chicken nuggies.”
“You got it, little man. McDonald’s, Chick-Fil-A, or ew, Burger King?”
“Eww, Burger King. That’s disgusting.”
She laughed loudly, “I raised you well. Which one is it then?”
“McDonald’s!”
“Alrighty then. You got your backpack?”
“Check!”
“Airplanes 1 and 2?”
“Check and Check.”
“And Mr. Scales?” Asher held up his dinosaur proudly, “Check!”
“And your Devils hat?”
The boy went to reach for his head and found no trace of his hat there. He looked up at his mom who helf it above her head, “Mommy!”
Asher and Anna giggled and she set the hat back on his head. She grabbed the larger suitcase in one hand and went to grab the other one before Asher stopped her, “I want to help.”
“You think you can handle it?”
He shook his head ferociously, “Alright bud. Here you go.” He took it by the handle and dragged it perfectly behind him, displaying the rainbow pattern on it.
Asher was obsessed with five things: food (or chicken nuggets to be exact), airplanes, dinosaurs, rainbows, and hockey. It didn't take long for anyone who met Asher to pick up on these things. His backpack displayed a cartoon dinosaur pattern on it, his suitcase had a rainbow pattern, his New Jersey Devils' hat he wore everywhere, the two airplanes he also carried everywhere, and he always wanted chicken nuggets.
It was no doubt that Asher was Annalise’s kid. Everywhere they went they would often get, “Oh is this your son? He looks exactly like you!” “He’s definitely your kid.” That was also coupled with the copious amount of, “You look too young to be a mom!” “That’s your son? I thought he would’ve been your nephew. You’re really young.”
Anna loved being a mom. Despite the circumstances of how Asher came to be, she loved what came out of it. She honestly thought that if it wasn’t for him, she wouldn’t be able to get through some of the situations she was in.
They walked out of the airport in their matching outfits, per Asher’s request. They both had on pairs of gray sweatpants, a black top, a jean jacket, and black sunglasses. Anna’s hair was pulled back into a high ponytail and Asher’s was a floppy mess on top of his head.
“Hischiers!” The two looked to their left, the direction of the sound, to see Anna’s best friend, Talia.
“Auntie TayTay!” Asher let go of his suitcase and ran to the woman.
“Asher!” Anna picked up her son’s suitcase before high tailing it over to Talia.
“Asher do not run off without me. You could’ve gotten hurt.”
Asher’s puppy dog eyes, which he definitely got from his mom, looked directly into Anna’s, “Sorry mama.”
Anna shook her head before kissing his forehead and turning to Talia, “Hey Talia.”
“Hey girl!” The two hugged before Talia helped the two get their stuff into the trunk of her car. Anna buckled her son into his seat in the back before clambering into the passenger seat. She huffed as she finally sat and was able to rest her feet.
“I heard someone was hungry. Where we going, Ashy?”
The boy looked at the other woman in the car and she gave him a reassuring smile and he grinned right back at her, “McDonald’s!”
“What’s the magic word, Ash?”
“Pleaseeeee.”
“Your request has been accepted.” Talia and Anna conversed on their way to the restaurant as Asher played with his toys in the backseat, bobbing his head to the Disney playlist Talia put on.
“And at last I see the light!”
Talia pulled into the parking lot and Anna announced that they were there, “Can we finish the song, please?”
Anna scoffed and smiled, “‘Course buddy.”
“Now that I, seeee youuuuuuuu.”
“Alright, little Disney prince. Let’s go get you your chicken nuggets.”
“Yay.”
Anna unbuckled him and carried him into McDonald’s, following behind her best friend. They ordered and sat down in a corner away from the chaos of the lunch rush. When they got their food, Anna passed it around the table and Talia questioned the boy across from them, “So Asher?”
The boy gave a toothy smile, “Yeah?”
“Who are you most excited to see today?”
“Uncle Dougie!”
Anna and Talia snorted, “Should’ve seen that one coming.”
Asher ate his chicken nuggets happily, dipping them into the barbeque sauce. He alternated between bites of his chicken nuggets and some of Anna’s fries. When he finished, he munched on his apple slices and continue to drink his water, per his request.
“What do you say to Auntie Talia for taking you to McDonald’s?”
“Thank you Auntie TayTay.”
“Any time little man.”
They finished in a matter of half an hour and then got ready to head to their final destination. Talia dropped them off and then the two headed inside, their stuff trailing behind them.
Easily navigating through the Prudential Center, the two made their way down to the tunnels leading to both the clubhouse and the rink. Opening her suitcase, Anna pulled out a pair of skates before instructing Asher to do the same. She laced them up easily before helping her son do the same. They left their belongings at the entryway of the rink and slowly skated towards the center.
Connecting to the stadium speakers - a trick she learned during her brother’s early years with the Devils - Anna played Asher’s favorite song.
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The practice for the boys was tough today. They all sported large sweat stains on their backs despite the rink being cold. Changing into cleaner clothes, the boys all conversed about their evening plans.
“I have to help Anna get set up for the week.”
“Oh, shit. She’s coming this week?”
“Yep the devils themselves.”
“Hey don’t talk about Asher like that.”
They all let out laughs before Dougie Hamilton spoke up, “When she coming?”
“Supposed to be tomorrow or Thursday. That’s when her break starts I think.” Nico replied, throwing a jacket on.
Jack walked out of the bathroom and looked at his teammates, “You guys leavin?”
Most nodded, “Cool. I head out with you guys.”
When they walked out of the clubhouse, they were met with the familiar tune of Inner Circle’s ‘Bad Boys’ playing through the rink’s speakers. Jesper Bratt was the one to ask the question his captain was thinking, “I thought you said she wasn’t coming until tomorrow?”
Nico shrugged and the headed to rink to find out what was really happening.
“You chuck it on that one, you chuck it on this one,You chuck it on your mother and you chuck it on your fatherYou chuck in on your brother and you chuck it on your sisterYou chuck it on that one-”
“And you chuck it on me!”
Anna shook her head at Asher’s antics. The same as when Talia had spotted them at the airport was what they heard a few seconds later, “Hischiers!”
“Uncle Dougie!”
Anna huffed, “Asher be carefu-”
Asher’s cries halted Anna’s sentence as he slipped right onto his back. Anna was quick to skate over to the boy and scoop him into her arms. His cries soothed slightly, “Aw, sweetheart. I told you to be careful.”
“I’m sorry mommy.”
“It’s okay. Where does it hurt?” Asher pointed to his stomach and Anna tickled him and left kisses in the same spot eliciting laughter from the three year old.
“Well if that didn’t cheer you up, you know who’s here?”
“Uncle Dougie!!” Anna skated towards the boys and handed her son to Dougie. She then moved to hug her brother.
“Hey Nick.”
“Hey, hon. How are you and the kid doing?”
“Same as usual. I’m just glad they let me do classes remotely for a little while.”
“Yeah no kidding. Can’t believe you’re gonna be here for the first game of the season!”
“You’re like a little kid.” Anna replies to his enthusiasm as he kissed her temple.
“Oh! I should introduce you to Jack.”
Ever since Anna had had Asher she hadn’t been around the team that much, especially in the last year or two. Every time Anna visited it was always on an off day or a day where Jack was nowhere to be found. With all this, Anna had never gotten a chance to meet the famous Jack Hughes her brother seemed to talk about.
Jack had been watching the interaction between the two and thought about how he didn’t know that his captain had a wife and kid.
Nico ushered Jack over, “Jack this is my sister, Anna. Anns, this is Jack Hughes.”
“You forgot ‘bout me!”
“Oh how could I forget? Jack this is Anna’s son, Asher. Ash, this is one of my teammates, Jack.”
“Nice to meet you little man.”
Asher gave him a fist bump and they all turned to face Nico, who continued to talk about the upcoming game. Jack and Anna let their gazes linger on each other for a little before they all headed out to go home.
𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷
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summary: you and jack have been seeing each other for a while now and hes trying everything in his power to get you to break up with him.
you hade just stepped into jacks home and he was already giving you jewelry and purses.
“jack baby, sam is going to be asking where i got all this stuff from.”
“from your main man duh.”
“jack be serious.”
“i dont know, just say your best friend got you these as a surprise because we haven’t seen each other in a long time.”
“whatever.”
jack reached over to get a necklace around you.
“jack how much was this?”
“eh it wasn’t that bad.”
“j how much?” “it was only 5k, it wasnt bad babe calm down.”
“fine.”
jack pulled out his phone for you to see your face on his wallpaper.
“baby i got you a gift!”
“what is it stink?”
jack blind folded you and brought you outside, he took the blindfold off and you seen a pink rolls-royce.
“JACKMAN OH MY GOD!!”
jack leaned over and kissed you cheek.
“do you like it sweet girl?”
“you did not oh my god!”
you wan to the hood of the car where the keys were and unlocked it.
jack took his phone and took pictures of you next to your car.
“jack baby, i love this car so much but, i have a boyfriend. how am i just going to pop up back home with a whole fucking expensive ass car?”
“mamas break up with him!”
“what no!”
“and why not?”
“jack i.. im scared, i hate letting people down and then what if i feel guilty and just get back with him?”
jack went over to you picked you up and went over to the passenger side and placed you into the car as he went over to the driver side.
“where are we going?”
“to your house to go get your stuff, just break up with him please.”
“jackman if i tell you no one more time your using your hand for a fucking month.”
“baby, you cant live without some dick be so for real.”
“jack baby i have a boyfriend who can give me dick?”
“don’t mention him while we’re together unless your telling me your breaking up with him.”
jack put the car in drive and started making his way to mcdonald’s.
the car ride was silent, you were on your phone texting sam while jack was obviously starting to get upset.
“why cant you just leave him though? it’s a serious question, he doesn’t treat you good, and you obviously aren’t satisfied with him.”
“you just told me not to mention him and not even two minutes lat you are, jackman i want to be with only you i do but give me some time and ill break up with him, you trying yo force me is just going to make me stay with him longer. calm down and give me time jack.”
jack huffed and pulled into the mcdonald’s driveway and ordered himself a ice scream sunday.
“what do you want baby?” “vanilla milkshake and medium fries.”
jack told the lady your order and started pulling up the the first window.
jack took his card out and handed to her.
you noticed when the girl grabbed his card she made it her top priority to slightly grab jacks hand before she giggled and closed the window.
“uhm..”
“what?” “did she just like..grab your hand for real like deadass in front of me.”
before jack got a chance to answer you the lady opened the window back up and handed jack the card and a piece of paper.
jack looked at the paper and it read ‘***-***-****’ -amari.
you took the paper from jack and read it yourself before you could even have the slightest chance to react or get pissed of jack went up to the next window.
you balled up the paper and put it in your back pocket to throw away later.
jack handed you your fries and milkshake as he started driving back to his house.
“mamas.”
“yes baby?”
“can i have some of your milkshake?”
“no we literally just left, you could have gotten some when we were there.”
jack reached over your lap and grabbed your milkshake and taking a long sip.
you looked at him in disbelief as he laughed and handed you your milkshake.
“i fucking hate you.”
you took another sip of your milkshake as jack pulled up to a gas station.
you wanted to get some snacks so you went in the store for jack and left your phone.
after a little while of you, being in the store a incoming call came in from ‘sammy🫀’
jack knew you were going to kill him for this but he answered the phone.
“hey baby, when are you coming back home?”
“i dont know man she might not be home for a few days.”
“say who the fuck are you??”
“her main man duh.”
sam started cursing jack out when he seen you walking out the store.
he quickly hung up and placed your phone right back where it was.
you got into the car and noticed your phone ringing, you picked it up and put your hand up to jack telling him to be quiet.
“WHO THE FUCK WAS THAT DUDE THAT ANSWERED THE PHONE FOR YOU??”
jack got out of the car and started making his way to the gas pump after turning off the car.
“what dude sam? im by myself right now..?”
“nahh fuck all that, i called you and some dude answered talkin’ ‘bout you might not b home for a few days. but its good though go live with him ima pack all yo shit, im not going anywhere o break nothing im just going to pack it up so you can pick it up tomorrow, i hope he let you live with him.”
sam hung up and honestly you were relieved, i mean you were pissed at jackman of course but you finally got out of the toxic relationship you were just in and were desperate to escape.
jack got back in the car without saying a word and all you did was pull his face in and kiss him.
“you have to come with me to get my stuff tomorrow from my old apartment, rather you like it or not i live with you not and your using for hand till the end of december baby.”
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Pregnancy Cravings - Meet The Harlow’s
Context: Peanut butter chicken?
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 700+
Warnings: n/a
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You hated being pregnant.
Hated it.
You felt like a blimp, considering your size and how far along you were. You were roughly between six to seven months, and at this point, you really wished that the little thing would just come on out.
Maybe a premature baby was okay.
Not only did the pregnancy come with a size change, but a clothing change. No longer were you able to fit into the crop tops and items you usually wore around your shared home with Jack. As much as you wanted to wear your old clothing, Jack made it a good point that by wearing them, you’d stretch out the material, which would ultimately ruin your wardrobe once returning back to your “normal” size.
At least you hoped that’s what would happen.
Pregnancy weight was not a good look on you, in your personal opinion, although Jack found you hella attractive.
“Mamas, you look good, I swear. As a matter of fact, I take that back, you look sexy. Do I have to dick you down to prove it?”
Needless to say, Jack kept his word.
Another thing about your pregnancy that made you raise a question was your cravings.
Sure, you had heard the many stories about the different combinations, peanut butter and pickles, boiled eggs with horseradish, but peanut butter chicken?
Peanut butter chicken. The same food combination you shamed Jack for when you both started dating and he was comfortable around you.
“Come on babe, don’t knock it til you try it, it’s really good.”
“Jack, that’s utterly disgusting. I could never eat that.”
Oh, how the turn tables.
You and Jack were currently laying in bed, your head laying on his chest while he drew patterns over your pregnant belly.
“What do you want to eat mamas? It’s almost lunchtime.”
“I don’t know baby. Nothing sounds good right now.”
“Chick Fil A?”
“Nope.”
“McDonald's?”
“Not that either.”
“Popeyes?”
“Hell no.”
“That’s not what you said yesterday. You were fuckin up those chicken wings and that dry ass biscuit.”
“Your dick’s gonna be dry if you don’t shut up.” You looked up at your husband whose eyes went wide, making a motion to zipper his mouth shut and throw away the key.
“You know… I actually have a craving for something really weird.” You looked up at Jack again, who’s mouth still mocked being zippered shut.
“Ohmygod, Jack, you can speak.” You smacked his arm, laughing as he gasped for air.
“Phew, I was running out of air.”
“Yeah, you mouth breather.”
“You love me though.” He spoke, kissing you on the forehead.
“I’ll love you even more if you make me peanut butter chicken with veggies please.” You spoke, smiling up at your husband.
“I remember there was a time you thought that was gross. Going as far as to say “That’s utterly disgusting. I could never eat that.”.”
“Yeah yeah, well, now I’m pregnant out the ass. And this pregnant momma wants her peanut butter chicken with veggies.” You gave him a stern look, to which he immediately hopped up from bed and saluted you.
“Yes ma’am.” You laughed as he disappeared out of the room, shaking your head at your goofy husband. You hoped your child would take after him, especially his personality. Just not his big head.
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To say you were hungry was an understatement. As soon as you sat down at the table, you dug into your food, moaning at the satisfaction from your tastebuds. Jack looked at you, raising an eyebrow.
“Don’t you say a damn word.”
“Listen, I’m just saying, you used to shame me about my peanut butter chicken, and now you’re moaning like I just blew your back-“ The words silenced from his mouth as a fork whirled past his head, his eyes turning around to eye the utensil that clattered on the floor.
“What the fuck was that?!”
“It got you to shut up, didn’t it? Now, please get me another one so I can finish this delicious meal my beautiful husband cooked for me, whose dick I’ll be sucking later.” You spoke firmly, staring directly into Jack’s eyes.
He got up immediately, moving to pick up the fork from the floor and place it in the sink, grabbing a clean utensil from the drawer.
“If I had known that my peanut butter chicken would take you this far, I would have made it a long time ago for you.”
“Yeah yeah, don’t get your hopes up. I’ll probably hate it after giving birth.”
“Dang it.”
#jack harlow x reader#jack harlow#jack harlow fanfic#jack harlow blurb#jack harlow fic#jack harlow imagine#jack harlow scenario#jack harlow fanfiction#meet the harlows
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THESHADEROOM
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theshaderoom: Oop! Looks like Y/N had a message for #DuaLipa and rumored boyfriend rapper #JackHarlow after reports stated they were flirting at an event. (SWIPE)
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user: suddenly I’m blind 🤣🤣
user: here we go again, y/n finna stab that cracker
urbanwyatt: dude never learns 🤦🏼
yourinsta: 🫠
jackharlow: Urb, do me favor and shut up
jackharlow: and babe unblock me
yourinsta: no I’m ok
user: at this point do they even like each other, every month there’s something
user: this is what happens when two hoes try to date each other, once a Hoe always a hoe
YOURINSTA
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yourinsta: I got your favorite rapper blocked
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user: I’d turn lesbian for her fr
flomillishit: AS YOU SHOULD 😍
user: first of all, Jack is not my favorite rapper
user: I’m definitely a munch I’m just lettin u kno
notjackharlow: idk I just feel like you should unblock him
urbanwyatt: no way
druski2funny: aye man 🤣🤣
yourinsta: 😭🫵 pathetic
JACKHARLOW
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jackharlow: don’t get hurt trying to comfort my girl while we going through it
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user: crying not him sending a warning
user: Jack I’m a black belt, I’ll kick your ass
Yourinsta: there’s no point in fighting, Jack will lose
champagnepapi: damn
jackharlow: thanks 😒
YOURINSTA
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yourinsta: He know i’m hard headed but love me cuz my ass soft 💓
user: oh god you’re so beautiful
yungmiami305: SEXY ! 👅
user: You are really gorgeous, I would dead ass fight 3 mountain lions in a McDonald’s bathroom stall with both my hands tied behind my back and my only weapon is a shake weight glued to my forehead just to get a chance to know you and take you out
jackharlow: hurry home so I can eat that ass
urbanwyatt: there’s kids in this app
jackharlow: and I’m finna put one in her
yourinsta: more like daycare in my throat
NEXT PART
#jack harlow#jack harlow x y/n#jack harlow x reader#jack harlow reader#social media au#jack harlow instagram au#jack harlow social media au#urban wyatt
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Loki season two seemed like a conclusion to an engaging character arc of one of the Marvel Cinematic Universe’s (MCU) original villains. It capped a redemption arc where the titular character finally achieved what he’s been looking for all this time, but with a twist. At PaleyFest 2024, attendees watched a screening of the season finale followed by a panel featuring the cast and creatives. Stars Tom Hiddleston, Owen Wilson, Sophia Di Martino, and executive producer and writer Eric Martin and executive producers and directors Justin Benson and Aaron Moorhead looked back at the Disney+ series.
Many anecdotes where shared including the previously reported stories of Di Martino’s special Sylvie costume that allowed easy access for feeding and pumping while filming season one. The actress used the same costume the next season because she had recently given birth again. Di Martino also retold the origins of her character working at McDonald’s in season two. When producers asked where she saw Sylvie next, she responded about fancying a burger.
Hiddleston then talked about which characters he studied while developing Loki. It’s no surprise that he drew inspiration from some well known villains including Alan Rickman’s Hans Gruber from Die Hard, Jack Nicholson��s Joker from Batman, and James Mason’s Phillip Vanddamm from North by Northwest. Much like Loki, all there were focused on control and revenge.
In the season finale, Loki realizes what he must do in order to save his friends. Hiddleston also shared how he got into the right mindset to film his awe inspiring scene where he finds his Glorious Purpose. He went back and watched the God of Mischief’s journey throughout the MCU.
“The experience of watching it reminded me that these are not just scenes I played, but they are all chapters of my own life. It reminded me of the friendships I made and the experiences I had in different parts of the world. I was filled with such gratitude for the whole of it, for the journey.” Hiddleston continued, “I realized that in this moment, Loki is redefining his Glorious Purpose and he’s discovered it because he’s found friends that he loves and wants to care for. Loki is doing it for his friends and the people he loves. And I thought to myself, well, Tom. Do it for your friends and the people you love.”
We’ve already heard of costume designer, Christine Wada, and her magic with Sylvie’s outfit. Hiddleston discussed Wada’s approach to the final God Loki look we see in the finale.
“It would be distinctly different from everything that had come before. All the other costumes in the MCU are elaborate and armored and detailed with embellishment almost as an expression of who he wants to project in the world. This is more humble and almost monastic. Yes, in a way he’s a king finally ascending the throne. Perhaps he’s more like a monk at the end of time. Something monastic and humble about it.”
During Loki’s moment of self sacrifice to repair the Loom, we see him grasping the various thread-like timelines and weaving them together. It’s as if he is turning these “burdens” and wrapping himself with them. Moorhead shared some insight into the scene itself.
“Loki is learning the importance of the connection between people so it’s a visual metaphor of course for the things that are most important to him, which is connection to the people at the TVA, his friends and all that. Something he didn’t have coming into season one… He’s becoming the Loom by the end of it and so we should have him physically start to become the Loom when he gets into this very humble looking God Loki.”
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Fright Night
First Lady of Private Garden Fic
AN: Reader beware, you're in for a scare 👻
Synopsis: The annual Private Garden Halloween party doesn't go exactly as planned when Shloob doesn't realize the location he picked for the party is actually haunted
Pairing: Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader
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“I found the perfect place to go before our Halloween party.” Shloob confessed as PG were all sitting around waiting for him to say where they were going.
Every year PG hosted a Halloween party and it would rotate every year who was responsible for finding a location for it and from there everyone would set up everything and invites would be sent out at the beginning of October.
“And where is that?” Yasmin curiously asked from her spot on the couch next to Urban.
“It’s called Terror Heights and it’s an amusement park that’s Halloween themed.”
“I-..... now you already know that I do not do scary shit like that.” 2fo said while looking over at him and shaking his head.
“Stop being scared, it’s going to be fun.”
“Fun? By whose standards? I’m not interested in someone chasing me with a chainsaw!” Quiiso said while looking at Shloob.
“What the….? It says that they can come close to you, but they can’t touch you on the website.”
“I think we should go, it’ll be fun and then we can go to the mansion and have the Halloween party.”
“I don’t know about this. Why do I have such an uneasy feeling?”
“Because you’re a big baby who can’t go anywhere without her husband.” Ace answered while looking over at you.
“And? What about it? I have absolutely no shame. And does everyone have their costumes? We might as well wear them to the amusement park so that way we don’t have to worry about changing.”
“Yes! I’m going as Brat doll!” Luna exclaimed and Yasmin was immediately on board with that idea.
“Oooh, I did that last year. I’m going for a cowgirl and of course Urban is going as a cowboy.”
“So you can ride him like a rodeo later?” You asked while wiggling your eyebrows.
“Y/N!!!!”
“What? I didn’t say anything that wasn’t true! Shit, I’m about to do the same thing to Jack!”
“Here yall fucking go! Will yall cut it out just for tonight?”
“No.” You and Jack said both at the same time and he leaned over to kiss your forehead.
“Well I’m going as Captain America.” 2fo said and you smiled. The two of you had been doing some serious binge watching when it came to Marvel movies as of lately.
“I’m going as Audrey from Little Shop of Horrors.” Nicole added and you smiled with that being one of your favorite movies.
“Mine is simple. Michael Myers. A classic.” Ace said while smiling.
“I’m going as Prince. I got a whole wig and everything.”
“Shloob, I look forward to seeing that. You wearing the heels too?”
“You’ll find out later. No spoilers.”
“I’m surprised Jack and baby girl aren’t going as a pad and a tampon.”
“SIGMAAAAAA!” Urban yelled and everyone busted out laughing.
“What are you two even going as?” Quiiso asked while looking over at the two of you.
“I got me a Georgia peach just like Bowser.”
“MARIO AND PRINCESS PEACH! I LOVE IT!” Yasmin exclaimed.
“I’m going as MJ.”
“Michael Jordan or Michael Jackson?”
“Heehee bitches!”
“What the actual fuck is wrong with you Nemo?” You said as you busted out laughing.
“Okay Quiiso that just leaves you. What are you going as?”
“Hamburglar from McDonalds!”
“I can’t wait to take pictures.”
.All of you were now walking into the amusement park ready to explore and you were holding onto Jack’s hand for dear life.
“Baby? Don’t tell me you’re scared already?”
“Shut up, Jackman. Not helping.”
“I’m going to be with you the entire time, mamas. Nothing bad is going to happen to you.”
“You promise?”
“Yes, I promise.”
“Will you two come on?! Yall are slowing us down already and Yasmin! Who told you to wear them tall ass heels to the amusement park? Ma’am what if we have to run?”
“A bitch can run in heels just fine and besides, Y/N’s heels are taller than mine!”
“I had to look cute!”
“Which you do baby.” Jack said as he leaned down to kiss you.
“CUT.THE.SHIT.NEOW!”
“Okay, is that the house of mirrors? Let’s go.”
“No, the fuck I’m not.”
“What the hell is wrong with yall? Nothing bad is going to happen, come on.”
Everyone followed Shloob into the house of mirrors and you spent time making funny faces at Luna who was laughing at you.
“Damn Y/N, this mirror captures your actual height.”
“Fuck all the way off 2fo before I kick your ass.” You said while you laughed and playfully pushed him.
Once all of you exited the house of mirrors, everyone was looking around for Nemo or should we say Michael Jackson.
“Where is Nemo?” You asked while looking around at the group and everyone shrugged.
“I coulda swore he was right behind me.”
“SEE??! I KNEW IT! THEY ABOUT TO PICK US OFF ONE BY ONE! WE ABOUT TO DIE!”
“Dramatic much, 2fo?”
“But we seriously need to find him. No man left behind.”
“Shit, it’s every man for his fucking self. Ain’t nobody tell his ass to get lost.”
“NICOLE!”
“DID I LIE!?!”
“Somebody has to go back in and get him.”
“Over my dead body. Somebody call him because issa no for me dawg.”
“Yall are terrible.” You said while whipping out your phone from your bra.
“Damn, Y/N, what else you got in there?”
“That concerns my husband and no one else. And my weed is in there” You said as you were now dialing Nemo’s number.
Straight to voicemail.
“I don’t understand, it went straight to voicemail.”
“Oh shit, here we go.”
“Will everyone calm down and act like they have some sense? Jack, go back and get him.”
“WHAT?! WHY ME?”
“NO! YOU AREN’T SENDING MY HUSBAND OFF TO BE KILLED!”
“WHY ARE YALL SO DRAMATIC? IT IS LITERALLY A BUNCH OF MIRRORS!”
“Then you go, Luna!”
“Fine!”
Just as Luna was about to turn around and go back, Nemo came from around the corner stuffing his face with cotton candy.
“Are you serious?! Where the hell did you go?!”
“To get cotton candy obviously.”
“And you didn’t think to tell us?! Or get us any?!”
“No, yall got legs and can walk over there just like I did.”
“I’m done with yall, anyway can we keep going? What’s that up ahead?”
“Don’t know but I saw a clown and Quiiso does not do clowns.”
“Why are you referring to yourself in the third person?”
“Does it matter? I SAW A CLOWN!”
“OMG I SHOULD HAVE DRESSED UP LIKE PENNYWISE, YOU’LL FLOAT TOO BITCH!”
“Y/N!!!”
“And Jack could dress up like Georgie. Oh yes, next year babe we’re doing it.”
“Oh, so I take it he didn’t even know about the other costume?” Yasmin asked you while raising her eyebrows.
“What other costume?” Jack curiously asked as everyone was making their way over to the haunted house.
“Umm…”
“She was going to be a dominatrix.”
“Fuck, that’s hot.”
“Well umm baby you still technically can do it later. I’m definitely down with the idea.”
“I-... will you two behave?!” Nicole exclaimed as screams were now heard from the haunted house in front of all of you.
“Nope.” You said as you hid behind Jack and Yasmin hid behind Urban.
“A bunch of babies, I swear. Let’s go!” Nicole said, trying to pry your fingers from around Jack’s waist.
“NO! YOU DON’T HEAR THEM SCREAMING?!”
“No one has died! Come on!”
“But how do you know that?”
“You are about to cut off your husband’s circulation from holding him so tight!”
“Fine.” You loosened your grip and followed behind Nicole while still holding Jack’s hand.
“Welcome to Terror Heights and I hope you enjoy your stay.” a lady who was dressed up as the corpse bride said as all of you entered into the house.
“Jack, you go first!”
“Yall been throwing me under the bus all night! Why the hell do I have to go first?!”
“Because you’re the tallest!”
“What the fuck does that have to do with anything?!”
“All of you out of my way.” Nicole stated and moved to the front with you and Jack following close behind.
It was quiet for a few minutes and all of you were beginning to feel uneasy.
“Nah, it’s too quiet. Some shit about to pop off.” 2fo said while looking around.
Just then you heard the familiar sound of a chainsaw.
“OH HELL NO!”
The next thing you knew, a guy with a chainsaw was literally running behind all of you.
Shloob fell, Nemo tripped over him, Luna was nowhere to be found and you figure that she ran off awhile ago, Yasmin was screaming and ditched Urban and ran for her life with Urban yelling at her that she left him, Quiiso and 2fo were trying to duck and dodge the dude with the chainsaw, and Ace was doing mission impossible rolls on the floor while you, Jack and Nicole took off running leaving everyone else behind.
“I AM NEVER FUCKING DOING THIS AGAIN!” You said as you were now running with one hand holding your dress and your shoes in your other hand.
“Almost there, AHHH SHIT GO FASTER! HE’S COMING, HE’S COMING!” Nicole said and she didn’t have to tell you twice.
All three of you found the door that exited the house and led back out to the amusement park and Nicole immediately pushed it open with the two of you tumbling out behind her.
“That’s it. I want to leave NEOW!”
“Imma kill Shloob.”
It was about ten minutes before the rest of PG and Yasmin came out looking distraught.
“How the fuck did yall just leave us?!”
“You and Nemo fell. It’s every man for himself!”
“And Yasmin just left Urban to fend for himself.”
“Look, he wasn’t moving fast enough for me. I was like see you on the other side, hopefully.”
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The annual Private Garden house party was now underway at the location that Shloob picked and everything was going perfectly. From the spooky alcoholic and non alcoholic drinks you made, bobbing for apples, finger foods that were shaped like actual body parts and the amazing decorations, you were pretty proud of yourself.
“Baby girl?”
“Yes, smush?” You asked as you turned towards Jack and he looked a little uneasy.
“Umm do you get like a weird feeling being in this house?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean something about it just feels off to me.”
“Don’t tell me my baby is paranoid.” You said while eyeing him.
“Nah babe. I’m serious, something doesn’t seem right.”
“I’m sure it’s nothing. Come on and try to have fun.” You said while reaching up to kiss his cheek and going back over to where Luna, Yasmin, and Nicole were.
“Nas! Who are you dressed as?” Druski asked, clearly confused.
“Ice Spice! You can’t tell?”
“Obviously not, that’s why I asked.”
“And who are you?”
“Drake, obviously.”
“I-... I don’t see it. You look like the security guard I saw at the hotel the other day.”
“NAS!”
“WHAT? WHAT I SAY?”
“Have yall noticed that the lights have been flickering on and off since we got here?”
“It is an old house.”
“But, something feels weird.” Luna said while looking around and taking in her surroundings.
“I said the same thing.” Jack confessed while looking over at her.
“Yall stop trying to scare me. You know how I am.” You said while eyeing the both of them.
“Baby, that is the last thing I’m trying to do, I just…”
“Umm so when I was dropping off things here earlier in the week, I would set them in one spot and when I came back they would be somewhere else.”
“Oh hell nah, absolutely not.”
“And this place is not too bad during the day time but it still felt weird and creepy so I knew that this would be the perfect place to have the party.”
“I’m not going to be able to sleep tonight.”
“You weren’t sleeping anyway because I’m tearing that ass up later.” Jack said before leaning down to kiss you.
“Got damn it! Not now!”
“She has to put her dominatrix outfit to good use! Jack you just might cum in your pants when you see her in it.”
“YASMIN!”
“WHAT?! SHE LOOKS SO GOOD IN IT! WHAT DO I HAVE TO LIE FOR? SHE HAS A WHIP AND CHAINS!”
“What is this about a dominatrix outfit I hear?” Clay said while making his way over to where everyone was.
“Favorite Harlow child!”
“No, no, and no. Back up from my Georgia peach NEOW!”
“It's not my fault she loves me more.”
“You wish.”
“She confessed this info months ago.”
“Okay, you two calm down.”
“Imma beat his ass later.”
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It was now around 3 am and a few of you were cleaning up and taking down decorations that you wanted to use for next year. You and Jack were gathering things up to take them to the car when the unexpected happened.
"Baby…. Did you? Did you see that?"
"Mm hmm and you know good and damn well black people don't do ghosts."
“I told you that something wasn’t right about this place.”
“We need to hurry up and get out of here, now. I am not for the nonsense tonight.”
Jack made his way to the front door and tried to open it with no success.
“Baby, the door isn’t opening.”
“What do you mean?!”
“IT’S NOT OPENING! AT ALL!”
“FUCK I HATE THIS. I HATE THIS SO MUCH.”
Everyone came to see what all of the commotion was and you explained to them what was going on and what had happened.
You took it upon yourself to pull up your phone and do a little research and when you had finished reading a few articles, you wanted to kill Shloob.
"SHLOOB THIS PLACE IS ACTUALLY HAUNTED?!? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!?!? WE GAVE YOU ONE DAMN JOB!" You screamed and everyone began to freak out.
"I DIDN’T KNOW! THE REVIEWS WERE GOOD!"
"THE REVIEWS!?!? SHLOOB YOU DIDN’T SCROLL DOWN FAR ENOUGH! PEOPLE HAVE SAID TO STAY AWAY FROM HERE!"
"WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!"
"DRUSKI SHUT UP! NO WE AREN'T!"
"THE DOOR ISN'T FUCKING OPENING SO HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO GET OUT?!"
"Y/N! FLASH THE GHOST!"
"QUIISO THAT HAS TO BE THE DUMBEST THING THAT YOU HAVE EVER FUCKING SAID AND MY WIFE ISN'T FLASHING ANYBODY BUT ME!"
"WHAT IF THE GHOST IS A GIRL?!"
"WHO KNOWS SHE MIGHT BE A LESBIAN!"
"WILL EVERYONE STOP YELLING AND LET’S THINK FOR A SECOND!" You said while trying to calm everyone down.
“WHAT IS THERE TO THINK ABOUT? WE’RE ALL GONNA DIE!”
“DRUSKI GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!”
“Okay so apparently the ghost who haunts this place is named Amelia Wallace. She passed away here and apparently her husband went off to war and never came back and she was pregnant and a whole bunch of other shit but yeah.”
“I don’t care about her fucking back story, I want to go home!”
“Oh shit and it’s the witching hour! It’s 3 am.”
“It was nice knowing yall. I had a good twenty something years on this earth.”
“Luna! Quit it!”
“We just have to figure out how to get out.”
“Windows!”
“Nah, she’ll probably close the shit on top of us and cut us in half!”
“CLAYYYY!”
“Did I lie?”
“Just let me try the door again.” Nicole said and walked over to it. She turned the knob and it opened with no problem.
“That was too easy.”
“Welp, it’s been not fun. So LET’S GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!”
As Nicole held the door open, the rest of you were literally throwing things out of the door to put in the car later not wanting to risk getting locked in once again.
2fo and Quiiso started to load up the car while Nicole was waiting for Yasmin to come out since she hadn’t seen her. Just then she heard a voice from behind her.
“Won’t you stay? I could use the company.”
All of the color drained from Nicole’s face as she turned around and was met with a young woman in 1800s clothing staring back at her.
“You have got to be fucking kidding me.”
Nicole then turned around and made a run for it towards where everyone’s cars were parked.
You and Yasmin then looked over at her confused.
“Nic? You okay? You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.”
“Because I just did.”
Everyone proceeded to turn around and look at her in disbelief
“WHAT?!”
“Next year I’m staying home and eating candy.” You said while looking up at your husband who simply nodded his head in agreement.
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Warnings: Swearing, Its a bit rushed because I'm like half asleep so please forgive me-
Notes: This is forrr @turtle-bee-anon for the @gigglesandghasts event!! I was actually so excited for this prompt: "Irl ler!Ranboo Lee! Tommy where they somehow find out they are both in the tckle community" I hope you enjoy this !! sorry for the long wait, completely forgot i was supposed to post this in December- like usual if you find any mistakes message me so I can fix them!
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"Anddd I'm done!"
Everyone had taken a breath while Jack got off the floor with the help of Wilbur. "That was the worst bit ever-" Tommy grinned, "I loved it." Jack rolled his eyes, Tommy turned around and faced Ranboo who was looking through the footage.
"Is it Good?" Ranboo nodded, "Yeah all you have to do is edit it!" Tommy cheered, following after the group as they headed to Jack's car. Wilbur sat in the passenger seat next to Jack while Ranboo and Tommy sat in the back. Tommy hummed as he went through the vlog, "Should we do an outro now?" Wilbur looked back, "Didn't we do an outro in the video?" Tommy nodded, "Yeah but-"
"Your so much more tame after videos I swear." Jack shook his head with a smile as Tommy rolled his eyes and kicked the seat a little. "Ay kick the seat and I'll drop you off at the side of the road-" "You couldn't or else Motherinnit would get upset- and you don't wanna upset her." "She'd understand."
Ranboo snickered as he looked out the window, before he pulled out his phone going to Tumblr as comfortable silence fell over the car. As his Tumblr opened a post caught his eye, "Whatever you do, Do not imagine being given raspberries from your ler."
Ranboo blinked confused before he realized he was on his tickle tumblr "RainbowTickles", once he realised Wilbur and Tommy were on their phones while Jack was vibing to some song on the radio. He stared at the post a bit longer before reblogging it, typing in-
"Definitely, Do not think of your Ler slowly giving raspberries to your death spot or teasing you about how cute your laughter is or-"
Before he could finish typing the car came to a stop, he lifted his head and looked around realizing they were at McDonald's. He looked at Jack and Jack shrugged, "I'm hungry" Tommy quickly butted in with "And I need to piss, Ranboo watch my phone Tubbo is supposed to message me about a video we plan on doing so just like, watch for notifications alright?"
Ranboo nodded while Jack and Tommy got out of the car, going into the building. Ranboo was gonna try and make small (awkward) talk with Wilbur before realizing he was also on his phone. Ranboo went back to his post and finished typing it and posted it, continuing to scroll through his tumblr for a few minutes.
Ranboo checked for notifications on Tommy's phone, realizing he had two. Tubbo did message him and the next was a Tumblr notification?-
"RainbowTickles has posted"
Ranboo froze for a minute, Oh. Well that was his blog. Tommy followed his blog. His tickle blog- that was fine. Okay. So Tommy was In the tickle community and followed his ler blog, which probably meant he was lee-
Ranboo only broke out of his thinking when he heard the door slam next to him, "I'm back!" Tommy grinned and sat back down, "Did you miss me?" Ranboo rolled his eyes and handed the phone back to Tommy, even just the sight of the boy with this new information made Ranboo grow a bit of a ler mood.
"Tubbo messaged you and uh you got a Tumblr notification." Tommy nodded and he turned his phone on, his face turning slightly red when he saw the notification, his mouth opening to speak before he was interrupted by Jack getting in the car holding four McDonald bags.
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"Bro I love McDonalds-" Ranboo faked disgust as Tommy spoke with a mouthful of fries, "Tommy close your mouth I swear-" as Ranboo said this, he shoved fries in his own mouth.
Tommy rolled his eyes as he put even more fries in his mouth, they ate in silence besides a few comments as Tommy went through the vlog making sure to cut some of the footage that he did not want the poor editor dealing with.
Everyone had gone home, besides Ranboo who had opted to hang out with Tommy. almost forgetting about the Tumblr thing, almost. "So uh.. You have a Tumblr." Tommy had froze at that, "Um yeah." The awkwardness in the air would have killed a introverted person.
Tommy turned around, "You.. Don't know what that blog is right?" Ranboo snorted slightly at Tommy's face, as it seemed to be turning pink. "Well I do- because it's my blog..?" Tommy's eyes widened, his face turning a red that shouldn't be possible.
"Ohhh nooo-" Ranboo bursted into laughter, "Ranboo- how could you do this to me-" Ranboo stopped at that, "Me?! You are the one who's following me!" "Not on purpose!" Ranboo rolled his eyes, "Sure you accidentally went into the tickle tag, accidentally found my tickle blog, and then accidentally followed me?" Ranboo grinned and Tommy sputtered.
"Yes!." Tommy stubbornly stood up, crossing his arms over his chest as he turned away. Ranboo got up, slowly walking towards Tommy to make sure the floors didn't creak.
Tommy went to turn around before he felt hands latch onto his side's, delivering fast squeezes up and down causing Tommy to burst out into surprise laughter. "RANANANAN WHAT THE HEHEHELL-" "Oh I'm so sorry I'm accidentally tickling you!" Tommy fell to the floor to try and escape but the hands followed without any trouble.
Ranboo kept squeezing his hands up and down before Tommy's phone caught his attention, he hummed. "I wonder what posts of mine you like, Perhaps the posts about raspberries or maybe my posts about the tickle monster- do you like the tickle monster Toms?" Ranboo smiled evily and Tommy began to squirm.
"FUHUHUHUCK OHFHF!!" Ranboo frowned, "Well that's not nice." Ranboo changed his tactic from squeezing up and down to poking, Tommy's hands tried to grab onto Ranboo's hands to stop them but failed.
Ranboo kept poking Tommy's sides, this time Tommy's hand managed to grab Ranboos. Ranboo blew a raspberry on the back of Tommy's neck watching as Tommy giggled and scrunched his shoulders, letting go of Ranboo's hand.
Ranboo awed. "That was so cute!" "Shuhuhut uhphp!" "Hey, the tickle monster can say whatever he wants!" Ranboo grinned and Tommy laughed louder as Ranboos hands navigated to his stomach.
"RANANANAN NOHOHO-" Ranboo put his hands under Tommy's shirt as he started skittering his fingers on his tummy, Tommy broke into a shriek before loud laughter filled the air, Tommy squirming into Ranboo's chest as he kicked his legs.
"Tommy, your laughing but you still haven't answered my question! Raspberries or Tickle monster?" Tommy squirmed even harder, "I CHOHOHOOSE FUHUHUCK OHFHFHF-" Ranboo frowned, "That's not a choice."
He trailed his fingers back to Tommy's sides, "if you don't answer then... I'll have to make the decision for you!" Ranboo blew a raspberry on Tommy's neck and Tommy squealed, "and I think you know what I'm gonna choose!" Ranboo spoke in a teasy tone, blowing another raspberry.
Tommy squealed and shook his head, The raspberries spreading so much ticklish energy through his body- he doesn't think he could deal with it! "TIHIHICKLE MONSHSHSTER!" Ranboo paused for a second, "Great decision!"
Ranboo tugged Tommy's shirt down so his shoulder showed, "But it was a trick question! Tickle monsters need energy and y'know how they get It?.." Ranboo's tone was between teasy and predatory. Before Tommy could answer, (Or more likely tell him fuck off) he blew a raspberry. "They get it through raspberries!" "NOHOHOT FAHAHAIR!"
Ranboo placed a bunch of raspberries on the back of Tommy's neck, eventually pulling Tommy's shirt up so he could blow them between Tommy's shoulderblades.
"I think it's plenty fair! Considering how rude you were with avoiding my question- now sides or tummy?" Ranboo rested his hands on Tommy's sides. "TUHUHUMMY-" Tommy spoke quickly not wanting to risk Ranboo choosing- but he started to doubt his answer when Ranboo seemed to keep his hands on his sides.
"It was a trick question again, really you'd think you would learn!" Tommy could practically feel the grin radiating off of Ranboo, "Your so stUPUPUPID-"
Ranboo began to skitter his fingers against Tommy's sides, watching in awe as the boy's laughter raised an octave. He let out a small laugh, "How did I never figure out your sides were this ticklish?" Ranboo changed his technique from skittering to scratching at Tommy's sides.
"DIHIHICK!" Ranboo rolled his eyes before he started prodding and poking at the boys ribs, only earning small laughs from Tommy. Ranboo hummed, unsatisfied with the response.
He used his hands to dig into Tommy's armpits, Tommy shook his head his whole body shaking with laughter.
He eventually placed his hands back on Tommy's sides, quickly scribbling into them. Tommy arched his back as he screamed with laughter, "RANANANANA-" "Let's see.. Shoulders or neck?" "NEHEHECK!" Tommy hoped that this means he would go for shoulders, but then Ranboo blew a raspberry on his neck.
"RANANANA YOU BIHIHITCH!" Ranboo sighed dramatically, "I did what you said! You seemed to be so upset by the trick questions so I didn't do one this time! You should thank me."
Tommy only responded with laughter. Ranboo kept placing mini raspberries on the back of the boys neck, sometimes shaking his hair across the boy's neck to watch him shiver.
After a bit he moved his hands on Tommy's sides before he paused. "Red or Blue?" Tommy furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, "Blue?" "Call out blue when you want me to stop okay?" Tommy nodded.
Ranboo began to scribble up and down Tommy's sides quickly, blowing raspberries on his neck. Tommy seemed to freeze before bursting out into a mix of loud laughter and a few snorts. (He would never admit it though) His body stuck between kicking his legs and scrunching his shoulders, his hands flailing everywhere.
Ranboo prayed that Tommy's head wouldn't headbutt him in the nose, but with how much everything was going everywhere he wouldn't be suprised. He kept scribbling into the boy's sides at some point giving his knees a squeeze.
"BLUHUHUUH- BLUHUHUE!" Ranboo stopped completely, Lifting his hands off the boy as quick as he could. Tommy kept laughing for a bit after that, his hands wrapping around himself protectively.
Ranboo gently rubbed his back as Tommy giggled and took deep breaths, after a bit Tommy had calm down. "I hahahaate yohohou." Ranboo raised an eyebrow,
"Big talk for someone who likes the tickle monster." "I DO NOT LIKE THE TICKLE MONSTER-"
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Do you have more "tfp!kids being other" content? Both on them as "humans" and as sparklings...
(You have no idea how much I think about them. They absolutely live rent-free in my head. Warning: some dark implications on child soldiers)
If June was ever caught by the artifact along with the kids, then she would be very Tall with grey-blue optics. Similar to Crosshairs from Bayverse, her armor is deceptively light and looks like a pale robe.
Unlike the kids, June retains her memory and has braided cords and hanging cables that act as her hair. Eventually, she figures out how to control them, but she prefers pulling them back into a low ponytail.
The Autobots are surprised that she has a heavy field, how it swallows the kids, the way it keeps them hidden away. Mine, it beats in a steady, protective chant. Mine, mine, mine.
Seems to have a second pair of optics behind her head, an incredible amount of sensors, or extrasensory perceptive abilities because no one can seek up at her, nor could the kids pass her.
The Autobots know that she worked at the local hospital. They didn't know which unit because she still goes to work without issues: "Quite the contrary, they'll be pleased by this outcome. It'll require fewer resources to put me on other units."
That doesn’t sound suspiciously ominous. At all.
Optimus and Agent Fowler had been in far less tense situations, including armed hostage crises, rather than dealing with the local hospital's Other Half. They're not letting June Darby go. For anything. Sudden species change is an occupational hazard. It's in the contract. As well as Acts of God(s). That includes aliens, too.
Agent Fowler was the chosen to be the Autobot Liasion due to his long history and exposure to the Other side. The kids were either very diluted or very well hidden, but as aliens, it's fairly obvious that the three freak out the standard aliens.
Fowler needs a moment to himself because now they got a damn dragon on their hands, so they need to touch base with the Esquivel family. Because Uncle Sam's moldy privates, the last thing they need is for the adult ones to rain hellfire upon them.
June is another worry, but one that doesn't need attention at the moment. Not with Jasper Hospital looming over as a ghastly shadow.
This Agent learns to carry extra supplies since the kids will raid his office and nothing is caught by the cameras. He knows. He checks.
Fowler also learns to pick up a McDonald's meal for Jack's birds because the kid will ask and June forwards him the amount in quiet, unsettling ways. Optimus just hands him cash and goes deaf whenever he tries to push it away.
Even with Optimus in possession of the Matrix which gives off vibes on the supernatural, otherworldly spectrum that the area is Not to be Fucked With, having three, little ones would turn heads to their empty corner. So small, so powerful, and so easy to lure away. Children often disappear for one reason or another. June, as a "human" or a Cybertronian, is often the last thing they see...
If the Autobots tickle Jack just right, not only do those dark wings beat rapidly but his mouth opens very wide and his throat is lined with rows and rows and rows of endless sharp denta.
But of course, it's not shown during Ratchet's checkups. Just a regular intake and very healthy sparkling.
The Autobots now need to look up whenever they cross rooms since Jack can magnetize to walls and ceilings or hook his claws to climb all over and Miko copies him because she absolutely loves jumping from high spaces. And it doesn't help their collective fuel pumps that Jack would give Miko a ride or boost her beyond their sightline.
Jack has a really active imagination and will chase after what caught his attention.
Miko doesn't like being left out and enjoys the small bits of flight she can catch.
Bulkhead and Ratchet had been driven to tears by their antics, especially when no one was able to catch Miko in time.
Due to the sheer amount of pink that's her natural armor, Miko is classified as a War-Forged. She can withstand a ridiculous amount of damage due to her aggressive nanite colonies and scattered pain receptors giving her an incredible pain tolerance even as a sparkling..
Arcee had joked that Miko was definitely under Bulkhead's purview because it wasn't far off from the truth.
Wreckers can not only trace their origins to the very beginning of Cybertron where the Thirteen Primes guided them, but the current rendition cemented their fearsome reputation by the very few, still living War-Forged that joined the Autobot cause.
Their very motto: Wreck and Rule is a callback to the War-Forged very own nature of no retreat. No surrender. Their combat-protocols and related systems are too engrained, hyperactive, and beyond anything state-of-art technology could touch.
The Decepticons pitched an immense amount of resources to bring down the War-Forged. They lost all the Phase Sixers and depleted all the elements to create another, but they managed to take down all the active War-Forged, including the ex-leader: Elita One.
Bulkhead loves Miko. And he's quietly thankful that Team Prime isn't like the rest of the forces, there's only talk about what-ifs on the injury side. He holds a caustic mix of guilt and shame to be relieved that they don't have enough resources. He understands Ratchet's worries, but it's a terrible comfort Miko won't be forcibly upgraded.
Since the Autobot mechs can easily transport the kids by darkening their windows (Sorry Arcee), they field trips to the nearby oasis. Perhaps it's overkill to have three out to sufficiently mask the kids with someone on standby with the bridge controls, but just in case.
Whoever takes Raf is having an easy time. The baby Predacon finds a very nice, very warm rock, and immediately conks out on it. Cute, stubby limbs all out as if to increase his own limited surface area to soak up the extra high-noon Nevada sun.
They thought it would be easy to coral sparklings in a limited pool. Wrong again. They severely underestimated Miko's love for water.
Since Miko will mainly listen to Optimus, it's a strange sight to see the Prime in waist-deep water, studiously assessing the surface to fish out their wayward, smoll Seeker.
Arcee has a lapful of snoozing Predacon and sleepy triple-changer as Optimus and Bulkhead have their hands full with a wildly thrashing and howling Miko.
Since Ratchet has a tendency to over-worry, the kids spend quite a bit of time in the medbay. On one hand, he has three sparklings. On the other hand, he has three sparklings.
Jack has a curious nature and Ratchet does answer his questions. The medic is far more careful about how he explains; otherwise, Jack will attempt to venture off to seek out materials.
Vaguely realizes that sometimes Jack will ask things in Neocybex -particularly a very formal Iaconic-style. Ratchet inwardly cringes as Jack will sometimes mash different dialects. No surprise, considering Optimus is giving the boy lessons and Jack is picking up the different cues from everyone else.
While he can measure and treat Miko and Jack, Ratchet is stumped about Raf with his Predacon frame.
June floors them all by coaxing the baby dragon to shift out of his alt-mode. Raf doesn't like it. At all.
Raf cries, frets, and screeches in his root-mode since Ratchet locked him to give him a proper checkup. He's already blind and made far more helpless with limited mobility, his sense jumbled and confused as they shift to accommodate his two-legged form.
This severely agitates Miko and Jack. June ignores the Seeker's adamant clawing into her armor as Miko refuses to stand down. The dark sparkling's worries are barely allayed by his mother's calm words, but even June is prodding the medic to hurry up as Raf restarts his wailing cycle.
Raf refuses to switch out of his alt-mode for a very long time.
The rest of the Autobots have mixed feelings about the campfires. Sure, Bumblebee and Smokescreen entertain the little ones for a while, but they got sparklings with budding arson tendencies that are being flamed by the youngest's ability to burp small flames.
Smokescreen is a cowboy of a storyteller. No rules will contain this mech. It may start out as a classic fairy tale, but it will end as a scifi rebellion of a zombie apopcalypse. Pirates are always involved in each story.
Bumblebee gets super frustrated because he's very limited with shadow puppets.
Someone has to hold onto Raf or the potato will try to dart into the fire and the mechs really don't want to test out a baby Predacon's armature. Ratchet would absolutely kill them. Even with June's reassurance that Raf can withstand the temperature as a dragon.
No campfire is complete without smores. Of course, Jack feeds the vying blackbirds, Miko sets her marshmallow on fire, and Raf gets to chew one lovingly made from scrap metal.
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hey there! i just saw your wishlist blog and i hope i'm still in time! since it's akashi seijuro's birthday soon, i was thinking about a scenario where Akashi's s/o + GoM + Momoi celebrate his birthday?
Hi love! No you aren't late at all! In fact you're second in line! You're just in time and I hope this fic was to your liking! Thank you for this request! ❤️
- ♡︎ Happy birthday, my love.
-send me a wishlist
-cw: fluff! alcohol consumption, a bit of angst (i'm so sorry.) , post-timeskip! Akashi's like 27 here, not-proofread.
akashi seijuro x reader
-a/n: i'm kind of having a block right now so i hope this was to your liking! thanks for the request love, akashi surely is a sweet heart!
What a special day it was today for it was your beloved's birthday. Akashi was sleeping soundly beside you while you were awake. His beautiful skin looked ethereal, his handsome face still glowed even though there was no sun yet, it was just early morning after all.
Akashi seemed tired enough yesterday when he came home from work, he probably forgot that it was his birthday today seemingly because Akashi never forgets his birthday. He probably had loads of workloads since it was the closing for Christmas.
As you looked at him, he really seemed tired. Akashi was a light sleeper, it was no secret to you but on tough days like yesterday, he sleeps peacefully like a child.
This sight was something you could use to be seeing everyday. Your husband, really was handsome. Although, you wanted to admire more of him, you remembered why you woke up this early. So you slipped out of bed carefully, trying not to wake him up and succeeded. You peeked below at the window and you could see the generation of miracles and Momoi together.
They seemed tired. You were guilty but you wanted to throw something special for your beloved. You chuckled seeing their expressions. It would be quite embarrassing if you told them their expressions on their faces but it was quite understandable. Who in the right mind would even be up this early? Probably grandma's and grandpa's.
Aomine, had his usual annoyed expression, he was wearing clothes that were exactly for Christmas, the padded and layered coat navy coat looked rather ravishing on him, a beanie on top of his head, Kise had no smiles, seeminglessly tired from the flight he had awhile ago but no pilot uniform was to be seen, he was wearing this beautiful white, fluffy coat, along with some red scarf and a beanie, his hands on his pockets. Murasikabara was chewing on some pancake, probably from McDonald's, he seemed so tired and bored at the same time, he was wearing some big dark purple jacket, a scarf around his neck and ear muffs on, endlessly chewing on his yummy pancakes. Midorima, looks the most tired of them all. Well, he just got off his shift from the hospital and had like 5 hours of sleep. He was wearing this big, beige-creamy, colored fluffy jacket, along with ear muffs and a beanie, his hands covered with gloves and his neck being adorned with this green scarf. He really was prepared for the cold outside. You looked at awe at Momoi, she looked beautiful even when tired, she was wearing this pink, fluffy jack, adorned with furs on the neckline, wearing some boots for winter and a scarf doubled around her neck, puffing and trying not to sleep. She looked so comfortable and cute! Kuroko, had his usual neutral face, as if he wasn't trembling in the cold. He had this light blue padded jacket that complimented along with his hair ear muffs on the side, a scarf around his neck and hands with gloves.
Really, you would've laughed loudly if it weren't for you trying to not wake up your husband. They looked like they were freezing so you quietly went down, which was another success.
As you proceeded to go down the stair with caution, you opened the door and behold you were greeted with the sight of tired faces.
"[name]-chan!!" Momoi's face lit up the moment you showed up hugging and rushing to you.
"hello momoi, good morning to you too." You just chuckled and greeted her back with a good morning and returned the hug.
"what's up [name]! Haven't seen you in a while!" Aomine greeted you with a small side hug.
"I was rather busy for awhile. Everything in the business industry is so tiring nowadays." You replied back, returning the side hug.
"[name]-chi!! Give me a hug too! I missed you very much!" Kise practically squealed, pushing away Aomine and hugging you tight.
"nice to see you too kise, I and Akashi had missed you guys too." You laughed in response, seemingly muffled as you returned the hug.
"hey [name]-chin, I brought this for you from the shop." Murasikabara greeted you as he handed you a box full of pretty macaroons.
"why thank you Murasikabara-kun! These are lovely." You thanked him, giving him a small hug which he returned back. As you looked to the side you saw Midorima. He nodded at you and fixed his glasses using his left hand.
"good morning [name]-san. A pleasant morning to you too." Kuroko said nonchantly as you just hugged him in response.
"good morning [name], a pleasure to meet you again but I just hoped it wasn't this early." He grunted in response earning a chuckle from you.
"my, I'm really sorry to all of you. But Akashi is a cunning one so I have no other methods to surprise him, he probably forgot his birthday." You explained back as your other hand connected to your left elbow.
"it's okay [name]-chan! We understand!" Momoi replied back as if she wasn't looking tired awhile ago.
"yeah! It's okay, don't think too much about it [name]-chi!" Kise added.
"well, thank you for your understanding. Shall we get started?" You asked back and they only nodded their heads as they followed you to the massive kitchen.
And so you guys started. You and Momoi started baking a cake together. It was a three layered cake filled with simplicity and effort, he's one to truly adore this. Murasikabara, Kuroko, and Kise designed the place, filled with balloons and a "happy birthday!" sign. There was also gold balloons having the number 27 on it, displaying the age of your beloved. Midorima and Aomine went to the groceries to buy drinks and a few snacks. They also went to the restaurants you asked for a small catering service for this special day.
And finally the hard work was done. Akashi was just about to wake up in no time. Everything was perfect. The cake was simple yet elegant enough for him, the designs were a bit extravagant for this small party you threw for him but he has lived for 27 years and deserved this. The food that was picked was perfect, it smelled delicious.
As you guys were adding final touches, Akashi woke up without you by his side. His eyes searched for your figure only to find none. He had slept in. It wasn't right to sleep in but he was tired from yesterday. It was nearing lunch already and now did he only noticed that he over slept for almost a few hours.
So he got up and went down to find you, unbeknownst to him, a surprise was waiting for him.
Hearing the creek of the door from your shared bedroom you told everyone to get ready, closing the lights and already in their positions. As Akashi neared the kitchen, he noticed it was dim and dark so he opened the lights and was he surprised when the generation of miracles along with Momoi and you jumped out and popped a confetti bomb.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY AKASHI/SEIJURO" were the greetings he heard, his heart warmed from the sight. Almost everyone who's important to him was here. The generation of miracles, Momoi and finally you. His one and only beloved wife.
He had to admit he was surprised. He truly forgot his birthday. He felt quite special on this special day, for his loved ones were together. Here, in his house, on his birthday.
Ever since his mother died he never really celebrated his birthday anymore. It never felt special anymore, until he met you. Those years when you guys were together, you were always the one preparing his birthdays. You're the one who made him feel special. Who made him feel loved. And he loved you too.
As you made your way to him, his smile was a contented one. You whispered a small happy birthday to him and hugged him, he chuckled at this and kissed you. Earning groans and ews from the others which you guys laughed at.
"thank you guys for this, I am truly grateful." He said as he blew the candles, making his wish.
"yeah! yeah! time for beer!" Aomine replied back, excited to pop the beer cap open and everyone just laughed at this again.
"please don't influence them in to drinking too much." Midorima stated, as he too, grabbed a plate and ate.
You and Akashi just laughed at scene in front of you. Everyone was hogging the food and Aomine was having fun with his beer. You're still in his arms, content with the warmth he gave off.
"happy birthday my love, more birthdays to come to you. I love you." You whispered in his ear as everyone was busy eating in the background while you were still in his grasp.
"thank you love, I truly loved this surprise. I love you too darling." He chuckled and replied too, kissing the crown of you head.
"shall we eat too?" You asked him.
"sure my love, if that's what you want let's eat. The food looks rather delicious." He replied back as you dragged him to where the food was, chuckling again along the way as you fed him the food you guys bought. He loved the smile on his face and you loved his too. For he was contented with you guys. Contented with your love and efforts.
And as you mischievously added frosting to his nose everyone laughed, he really was contented with this. Everyone was laughing, a huge smile on your face, Aomine drinking beer, Momoi loving the cake, Kuroko eating fried rice, Midorima casually eating with grace as he applied his etiquette lessons. Kise drinking coke as if his swagness was second nature and Murasikabara having hoards of food on his plate.
It really was a special day.
@eunoiaaaivy
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BTS x Black OC Masterlist
Cleo de Nile || Ebony A. Johnson
Ebony is minding her business when Yoongi decides to holla at her. Read here
Scarah Screams || Nala T. Coleman
Who's He?
Nala has a new mystery man in her life. Her nosy friends (Jennette & Althea) put on their detective caps to figure out who the new guy is.
Honey Swamp || Kiara N. Blackmon
No stories at the moment
Jenafire Long || Mei-Mei Williams
in-universe tag; movie stars, celebrities, co-stars
Scandal
The way Taehyung looks at Mei Mei could be the draft of a scandal.
Draculaura || Giselle I. Evans
No stories at the moment
Cupid || Dawn M. McDonald
No stories at the moment
Clawdeen Wolf || Jennette O. Brooks
in-universe tags: family, jungkook girl dad,
Jungkook x Black OC Headcanons
Quick little insight into Jungkook and Jennette's relationship
Hrs & Hrs
Jungkook fulfilling Jennette's love language (quality time)
Meet the Mod
Streamer Jungkook is curious about what his female modder looks like
Meet the Streamer
Streamer Jungkook and Mod Jennette meet (f2f) and hang out.
Don't Shut Me Out
Jungkook experiences the loss of a loved one. It puts pressure on his relationship with Jennette, as she reminds him not to shut him out at the end of the day.
Leak?! (SFW)
Jungkook and Jennette's sex tape gets leaked. Uh oh...
3D
Jungkook is filming for his latest single with rapper Jack Harlow. When Jack Harlow takes a flirtatious approach to Jungkook's girl
Finish Him
Jungkook, whoops, Jennette's ass in a round of MK 11
Hush Little Baby
Peanut is fussy and wants to be in her dad's arms.
Turkey Turkey Day
Jungkook, Jennette, and Peanut during the Thanksgiving holiday.
The 40 Weeks
Follow Jungkook and Jennette on their pregnancy journey and the birth of their daughter 'Peanut.'
But My Mommy Said No
Peanut says no to a lollipop.
Work Wife
Jungkook's self-appointed "work-wife" oversteps boundaries.
Requests & Reader Focused Imagines
Wash Day
inspired by a Pinterest post. "Your hair is really soft." Jimin x blk reader.
One of Your Girls
Take the lyrics of 'One of The Girls' by The Weeknd, Jennie, and Lily-Rose Depp but make them delusional. Taehyung x blk reader.
Request 1: Jungkook
Jungkook has an obsession with his girlfriend's butt.
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❦ ➷ get to know your fellow fanfic writers better ༊ ✧.*
I was tagged by @bebx and @loki-is-my-kink-awakening for this “get to know the writer” tag! Thank you! 😊
when did you post your first ever fanfic?
I believe in 2012-2013? I was around 13-14 years old, so around then anyway (my first one doesn’t exist online anymore as far as I know so I can’t double check.) it was the usual middle school fandom girl era lol. First for my current account was February of 2022!
first character you wrote for:
It would have been Rin Matsuoka from Free! Iwatobi Swim Club! Specifically him and Nitori, they were one of my fave ships in that series!
main character(s) you’re currently writing for:
Basically anyone from the Loki series but especially Loki and Mobius and Sylvie, not necessarily in that order or all together but some combo of them 💚
character(s) you haven’t written about before but plan on writing about soon:
I haven’t written for OFMD but would really like to! I’ve had a lot of feels s2, no solid ideas yet but maybe something will spark some inspiration! Also Red White and Royal Blue! I haven’t gotten a chance to read the book yet but I watched the movie and got hooked and love those boys too 💕 so maybe one or both of them if the Loki series even temporarily gets it’s hooks out of me (with s2 though I’ve been as bad if not worse than before with my obsession so who knows lol)
And for within marvel the ship that got me into fanfic and got me to make this current ao3 account was Stucky so even though I only read for them and never wrote, they always have a place in my heart!
fandom(s) you’re currently writing for:
Also just Loki atm! But who knows for the future.
platonic pairing(s) you currently write for:
Mobius and any of the void Lokis as the best found family ever (Mobius and kid, Mobius and classic, Mobius and all of them my beloveds)
I haven’t written it recently but also wrote B-15 and Sylvie in a non romantic context and even though I think they’re also cute romantically I love them as a platonic pair and want to do more with them too! Similarly Sylvie and C-20, I wish they could have been friends if things had gone a bit differently 🥺
romantic pairing(s) you currently write for:
Lokius and Sylkius! Haven’t written any pure Sylki but who knows (I just like Mobius too much to not include him atm)
your top 3 tags on AO3 (if you post your works on AO3):
Hurt/comfort, fluff, and hugs 😂 sounds about right to me! I like some pain and crying and working through stuff but need the hugs and comfort alongside it/after it for sure.
your current platform where you post your works
AO3 is the same as my name here!
I try to post my fics links on tumblr too but don’t always remember so ao3 is always best bet if you want to read my stuff!! 😍
snippet of the wip you’re currently working on:
Right now I’m most heavily focused on a character study type fic cataloging different moments with Sylvie adapting to her McDonald’s life but specifically looking at her relationship with Jack, I think she would have such a great big sister vibe and they could learn a lot from each other 🥹
“Good job today, Sylvie,” Jack says, his lopsided smile clear even before Sylvie glances his way. He’s always got compliments and kindness at the ready, and he’s young and gentle enough that they’re always believable.
“Thanks, Jack,” she feels a smile curl onto her face. She still, even after knowing Loki and Mobius and B-15, feels like she doesn’t know how to have friends or family or any genuine connections at all. But Jack is the first in a long time to feel so real to her, to feel like a relationship she can stick with, with these new more permanent circumstances and her distance from the trauma of the TVA. She doesn’t remember what it’s like to be a sister, her memories of Thor long gone beyond the occasional glimmers in her dreams, let alone what being the older sister would be like, but this is what she suspects it is. A fierce protectiveness and gentle care, the ignoring of any silly flaws or naïveté because you just care about the person. That’s what she has for Jack, ever since he took her under his wing as an employee, she’s done the same for him as just a person.
“Mind if I stay here for a bit? My ma is going to be a few more minutes.”
Sylvie just smiles softly and scoots over on the wide hood of her truck, gesturing to the empty spot.
Jack nods rather sagely as he awkwardly hoists himself on to the hood of the truck, pushing himself up with his arms and then practically throwing himself on to it.
He pants softly as he adjusts to lay on his back a foot or two away from Sylvie, giving her another boyish grin. “Hey.”
“Very smooth, Jack,” Sylvie snorts.
“Your truck is huge! I’ve ridden in trucks before but yours is massive! I’m not sure how you even get up here, you’re shorter than me!” He laughs.
“My little secret, I guess,” Sylvie shrugs with a slight smile, returning her gaze to the inky sky, dotted with a trillion stars.
I’m excited to keep writing this, I’ve got some Lokius ideas in the works too but this one has been my focus for a few days!!
I’d love to see anyone do this that is interested but I’ll tag my usual group!!
@insert-witty-user-name-here @starport-seven-five @lgwilt @mirilyawrites @cha-melodius @chaos-monkeyy @waterhorseyblues-ao3 @blackbirdofasgard @dreamycloud @queen-of-meows
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Stained Glass Windows - Chapter Twenty Six
Life was complicated, but they wouldn't have it any other way.
-x-
Hi friends!!
As always, thank you so much for the love on this fic! This chapter is much softer than the last couple, giving our favs a well earned break from what I am putting them through in this story!
Please let me know what you think, your reactions genuinely mean the world to me!
-x-
Words: 3.2k
A full list of warnings for the fic can be found on the Series Master List and will be updated as we go along.
Read over on Ao3, or below the cut
“I remember when our girl's days started with shopping and then ended in a bar, not the McDonalds in the mall’s food court,” Penelope says, smiling as she pops a fry into her mouth.
Emily chuckles, “It’s in the rules that the pregnant woman gets to choose where we eat.”
“That’s true,” JJ chimes in, having a sip of her soda, “I always got to pick when I was having Henry.”
“See,” Emily says turning back to Penelope, “If you want to pick you have to have a baby of your own.”
Penelope visibly shivers, shaking her head, “No thank you, I am more than happy being the cool Aunt to Henry and Nugget.”
Emily frowns, scrunching up her nose as she smiles at JJ before turning back to Penelope, “Why are you calling my baby ‘Nugget?’”
“Well since you refuse to find out what you are having I’ve had to improvise,” Penelope replies, nodding towards the box of McNuggets in Emily’s hand, “Plus chicken nuggets seem to have become one of your main food groups lately.”
Emily clears her throat, her cheeks red with embarrassment, “I’ve been craving them.”
“All I ever wanted to eat when I was pregnant was this one particular taco from Taco Bell,” JJ says sympathetically, smiling wryly, “Poor Will went out to get it for me so many times in the middle of the night.”
Emily laughs, “Aaron has half-filled our freezer with nuggets, Jack is always delighted when he comes over.” She knew that Aaron was, at best, a few weeks away from hiding vegetables in her food just like he did for his son.
“Did you get everything you needed, Em?” JJ asks, looking at the bags of clothes on the spare chair at their table.
Emily nods in response, “I got a new bra and a couple of pairs of pants,” she says, scrunching her nose up, “None of my actual clothes fit me properly anymore but I’m going to try to put off buying maternity clothes as long as I can.”
“Just think, before we know it we’ll be throwing your baby shower,” Penelope says, her excitement clear, and Emily chuckles wryly, “Which reminds me, I’ll need your mother’s number so I can contact her about that. I tried looking for it but it’s listed as classified.”
Not for the first time, she finds herself grateful for the way she was raised, the way she can hold herself together in moments like this. It had been just over a week since she had seen Elizabeth, and it still stung when she thought about it, about how everything had gone south so fast. She was grateful that her mother had, so far, stuck to what she had asked and not contacted her, but it also hurt. An unspoken confirmation from her that she had chosen alcohol over her daughter. Over her grandchild. Despite everything, she still didn’t want anyone else to know, her need to keep it private, even from the people she considered her extended family, overriding anything else.
She supposed, on some level, it was probably a good thing she’d never seen her mother that often anyway. It would make things less suspicious, but she’s sure questions would come further down the line when the baby arrived.
When she and Aaron decided to finally get married.
She twists her engagement ring around her finger and smiles at her friend, “That’s not really her kind of thing,” she says before reaching for her drink and taking a sip before she expertly, switches the conversation “I’m only 17 weeks Pen, let's not wish the time away. There's a lot to do before then,” she finishes her fries and sighs, the salty food taking the edge off of her rising panic for everything she and Aaron needed to organise before the baby was born, “Like finding a place to live.”
It was a discussion that she and Aaron had started having when they found out she was pregnant. She loved her apartment, it had been her home for longer than anywhere ever had been before, but she knew it wouldn’t be enough for their growing family. Whilst the baby would be sleeping with them for the first few months after they were born, she didn’t want to eventually force Jack to share a bedroom with his sibling when he was with them.
She wanted a house, a home. Somewhere her kids could grow up and run around together. Somewhere they could get covered in mud in the backyard. Everything she’d watched in the movies when she was young and convinced herself she’d never have herself. Aaron, despite having moved into her apartment less than a year ago, agreed, and part of her wondered why they hadn’t just bought a house then. If she was honest with herself, she knew it was because a part, a very small part, had still wanted some kind of control of the situation.
“Have you still not found something?” JJ asks, well aware of the difficulty, and stress, of finding somewhere to live when pregnant.
Emily groans, shaking her head as she places her hand on her stomach, her almost constant indigestion bubbling away, “No. Aaron is insistent on splitting everything down the middle which is insane,” she exclaims, blowing out a breath, “I have all of this money just sitting in my trust fund.”
They’d been disagreeing about it almost as long as they’d been talking about buying a house. She wanted to use her money, to buy them somewhere they could live forever, but Aaron was hesitant. She could never quite figure out if it was incredibly misplaced machoism that made him feel like he had to be the provider, or if he was just uncomfortable with the amount of money she had, or if it was both.
Either way, it was frustrating, and she knew this was something they would likely run into a lot over the years.
“And you have how much in that trust fund?” Penelope inquiries, making both Emily and JJ laugh, the question a regular one on every girl's night since she’d first confirmed their suspicions that she had a trust fund at all.
“Pen, if you can’t get that information out of me when I’m drunk, you have no chance when I’m sober.”
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Emily sighs as she slumps back on the couch, rubbing her hands over her face as she takes a break from looking at real estate listings.
“It can’t be that bad,” Aaron says as he sits next to her, handing over the ice cream she’d requested after dinner. She sits up, making Sergio who had been curled up in her lap, his head on her bump, jump up, meowing as he walks away.
Emily grumbles as she takes the bowl from him, narrowing her eyes as she takes a bite, moaning at the taste of chocolate, “It is almost impossible to find a house that has everything we want within the budget we have.”
Aaron sighs at the mention of it, familiar dread that what had so far only been a disagreement between them could easily transform into a full-blown argument, “Em-”
“I have the money, Aaron,” she says, placing her bowl of ice cream down on the table in front of them, her appetite for it gone.
“It’s your money, sweetheart.”
She scoffs, shaking her head at him. “We’re having a kid. We’re going to get married. What happened to ‘what’s mine is yours?’”
“I don’t know if that applies to literal millions of dollars,” he replies, remembering how he’d had to sit down when she originally told him how much money she had, a fearful glint in her eyes that it would change the way he viewed her. He sighs and places his hand on her thigh, squeezing it gently, “It’s just…I spoke to Dave and-”
“You listened to Dave about this?” She asks incredulously, cutting over him, “He’s been divorced four times, I don’t think he’s exactly the person to go to for relationship advice.”
“Three times,” Aaron corrects, a wry smile on his face, “And he’s the only other rich person I know.”
“I’m richer than him,” she grumbles under her breath as she crosses her arms over her chest. She looks at him and sees the flicker of amusement in his lips, the way his eyebrow arches, and she clears her throat, “Right, not helping,” she sighs, “Why are you so hesitant to do this my way? Is it some macho bullshit that you need to be the provider? Because if it is-”
“No,” he replies, squeezing her leg again, “I promise you it’s not that.”
She stares at him for a moment, desperately trying to see if he’s lying to her, but she’s satisfied he isn’t and she places her hand over his on her leg, “Then what is it?”
He doesn’t want to upset her, to make things harder on her than they had been since what small part of the relationship she had left with her mother had collapsed around her, but she deserved the truth.
“I’ve been divorced once already, sweetheart,” he says carefully, hating himself as her eyes go slightly wider, “I need to be practical. If you buy us a house-”
“It will be our house,” she says, cutting over him, “Not mine. And if anything happened between us,” the thought of it alone makes her breath catch in her throat, “It would still be our house. We’ll have both of our names on the deeds. I wouldn’t just screw you over like that.”
“I know,” he assures her, squeezing her hand, shaking his head at himself, “Why is this so important to you?”
She sighs, “That money in my trust fund came from my parents, and their parents, and the jobs they chose that meant we were never really a family,” she blows out a shaky breath, the wound from the conversation with her mother the week before still fresh, “And I always told myself that if I got married and had kids I’d use it to buy my family a home, to make something good out of the very thing that made my childhood miserable,” she places her hand on her bump, “For a long time I convinced myself I’d never have this and that I’d end up donating it all to a charity that would make mother furious, like a cat sanctuary or something, but now I do have you and Jack and Nugget.”
“I can’t believe the Nugget thing is catching on,” Aaron says, and she smiles at him, her eyes soft and full of love. She’d told him about their friend's nickname for their unborn child the moment she got home, and the confused look on his face had made her laugh so much she’d started to jokingly use it herself.
“What can I say, Pen is persuasive,” she replies. She cups his neck, her thumb brushing over his jawline, “Please let me do this for us. If it makes you feel better you can pay all the bills when we do find somewhere, or we can keep this place and rent it out and that can go into an account for the kids, but…just let me do this.”
He looks at her, and he isn’t sure he’s ever seen her so raw, so torn open. Her honesty a gateway that let him see the parts of her she still hid even from him sometimes. He picks up one of the more expensive listings she’d been looking at, far outside o the budget they’d tentatively agreed on and looks it over.
“You like this one?” He asks, and she nods, her lower lip in between her teeth as if she was trying to keep her hope contained. It was a beautiful home, a large colonial-style house with a brick facade, the interior was largely open plan on the first floor, with large archways separating the rooms, letting natural light filter throughout the house. The bedrooms and bathrooms were all a decent size, especially the master bedroom and its adjoining ensuite, and there was plenty of space in the backyard for Jack, the baby, and any other kids they may have to run around.
He finds himself mostly drawn to the huge, immaculately decorated, kitchen and he can picture himself making pancakes on a Sunday morning in there for his family.
“It’s a beautiful house,” he says, smiling at her and raising his eyebrow, “5 bedrooms?”
She rolls her eyes at the suggestive tone in his voice, hearing exactly what he hadn’t said, and pats his chest, “Easy there tiger, at least let me have this kid before you start thinking about filling up the spare rooms.”
Aaron chuckles and pulls her in for a kiss, “Let’s go see it.”
The way her eyes light up tells him he’s made the right call, that putting aside any deep-rooted concerns and misplaced fear about letting her do this for them, for their family, is exactly what he should have done weeks ago when she first brought this up.
“Really?” She asks, her smile wide, any ability to hide her emotions well and truly lost in the first trimester of her pregnancy.
“Really,” he confirms, kissing her again, “I can see our family growing up there.”
She throws herself at him, wrapping her arms around him tightly as she kisses him, the action lost in her wide smile, “I love you so fucking much.”
He chuckles and wraps his arms around her, pulling her so she was straddling his waist, her knees on either side of his hips, “I love you too.”
“I’ll call the agent in the morning.”
He nods and pulls her in for another kiss, smiling at the feel of her bump pressed up against him. “We won’t be able to do this for much longer,” he says, moving to kiss her cheek and then her neck, “We won’t have room.”
She pulls back and smiles at him, and she runs her fingers through his hair, “In that case,” she says, leaning in to kiss him again, “We’d better make the most of it before we’re regulated to just the bed.”
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Cases with children were always harder.
The desperation to solve the case, to find the bad guy who was doing the worst of things possible to the most innocent, more intense. She’d always felt great empathy for the parents in these situations, but now she could put herself somewhat in their shoes, her love for Jack, for the baby in her belly, enough to make her feel sick at the mere thought of something happening to them.
She watches Aaron from her desk, her focus on her paperwork limited at best as she keeps looking through the blinds in his office, desperate to go check on him. She knew he found cases like this harder too.
There were survivors this time, a little girl and a teenage boy reunited with their parents, the recovery from all that they had endured only just beginning, and that was something they could cling on to. Evidence that they all needed sometimes to remind themselves of why they did this. That didn’t make it any easier, and she knew they’d all remember the wails of one of the victim's fathers when he realised his son had been alive only one day ago.
She blows out a breath and looks back at her paperwork, determined to get a little more done before they headed home, when she is distracted once again, but this time it wasn’t out of concern for her fiancé.
It feels like tiny bubbles. Bursting against the inside of her belly, as if tiny butterflies were floating around, their wings delicate. She places her hand on her stomach and gasps, choking on a laugh.
“Are you ok, Em?” Derek asks and she turns to look at him, nodding as she laughs again.
“Yeah. I…I think I just felt the baby move for the first time,” she says, her hand still on the bump as she continues to feel the movement on the inside, “It feels weird.”
Derek smiles at her, his eyes soft as he nods towards Aaron’s office, “Go tell Hotch, we all need something good after today.”
She nods, not needing any other encouragement, and she stands, almost bounding up the stairs as she approaches his office. She knocks on his open door and waits for him to look up. He looks exhausted, the lines in his face deeper than usual, as if they’d been carved in.
“Do you have a minute?” She asks, and he smiles at her, already standing up from his desk.
“For you, always.”
It makes her smile, and she knows it’s one of the things he’s learnt from his past mistakes with Haley. He always made time for her, and in turn, she knew that was because she understood the job, the work that could sometimes consume them both. It was yet another way that, if she believed in fate, would make her think they were made for each other.
She takes a seat on the couch in his office and waits for him to sit next to her, his arm automatically around her shoulder. She knew they couldn’t be seen from the main bullpen here, only if someone was on the walkway, but she was sure no one would begrudge them this after the last few days.
“I just felt the baby move,” she says, her throat closing up as she says it outloud, her hormones getting the better of her as she fights back tears.
“What?” He asks, his voice full of wonder as he presses his hand into her bump, and it makes her laugh.
“It will be a while before you can feel anything from the outside honey,” she says, resting her head against his shoulder. She feels the movement again, and she smiles, placing her hand over his, “I wish you could feel it though it's amazing. And really fucking weird.”
Aaron laughs and kisses her temple, keeping his lips against her skin, “Nugget is the size of a pomegranate this week.”
She snickers at his use of the baby’s newfound nickname and pulls back to look at him, “I know, I’m reading the same book as you,” she says softly, “Spencer told me today that the baby weights as much as a mozzarella ball,” she crinkles her brow, her stomach rumbling at the thought of food, “Which, strangely, really made me want Italian food.”
Aaron kisses her, eternally grateful for her, for the life they were building, “Sweetheart, I’d go to Venice to get you pizza right now if you asked me.”
She chokes on a laugh, but it comes out as more of a sob, her happiness overwhelming in a way she didn’t know was possible. “That’s sweet, but I’m totally content with that place down the street from our apartment.”
“Whatever you want, Em,” he says, kissing her again, wiping a stray tear from her cheek, “Whatever you want.”
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Halloween Nail Artist
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HALLOWEEK
17. Halloween Nail Art
Jack Grealish
Word Count: 446
These nails are all taken from pinterest!
You were an up and coming nail artist, your nails had completely viral and you were so overwhelmed with the response of how many people were loving your nails.
You had been lucky enough to set up your own salon in a summer house which you built, it was amazing. You had worked so hard to get here, you couldn’t believe how far you’ve come.
As Halloween was coming up, you had so many nails to get ready and do. As well as creating content for your social media accounts.
“There you are, you weren’t answering your calls babe” you looked up to see Jack standing at the door.
“Oh sorry, I never even noticed. I have been too busy practising this set of nails” you showed him as he walked closer towards you.
“Ahh they are cool, you are such a talented baby. I was wondering if you wanted food?” he asked you as you nodded.
“Yes please, but I need to finish filming this. So maybe we have food in, if that is okay” you smiled as Jack nodded.
“Of course babe, that sounds good to me. I will get some food and bring it in while the lady works on her masterpiece” you laughed as he walked out.
“Here we go darling, I grabbed you a McDonalds” you grinned as he walked back after being away which felt like forever.
“Ahh thank you Jack, look at this set I have just completed” you showed him the false nails which you had just completed after taking you forever.
“How are you so talented, I can’t wait to see the other sets you’ve done babe. You will get so many clients soon, I guess I will have to post your nails on my story and you get everyone coming to you yeah?” you grinned as you could see the excitement appear on his face.
“Oh Jack, you really would do that. For me?” he nodded as you had the biggest smile on your face.
“Yes, you deserve all of the love and your nails are just so fucking good. You are just such a talented baby, the whole world deserves to see the nails.” you blushed at all of these compliments.
“Stoppp it you, I feel like I am really living my dream right now. It is making me just so happy, I can’t believe it. I have so many more to show you and complete. I have the longest lists” you laughed as you showed him your notepad as you stuffed a chip in your mouth.
“I am the proudest boyfriend, this is going to do so well for you I hope” you grinned.
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Guilty (toxic urban)
You know we in love.
“You know I love you Y/N we’re in love why do you keep questioning my love for you Y/N you’re the only girl I want and need you’re my girl.” Urban said while inhaling the smoke from his joint and exhaling it out of the crack of the window.
Maybe these two wrongs might make it right.
“I don’t feel like you love me Urban you say you love me, but your actions say another thing. Neelam says you’re no good for me and that you’re toxic.” You mumbled that last part, but he heard you loud and clear.
You watched how his grip on the steering wheel tightened and how he opened the door and tossed out the joint before making eye contact with you.
“Baby girl I love you and you know I love you don’t listen to what Neelam says and what everyone else says about us and our love we know our love so what they say does not matter Y/N you know I love you right?” Did you know if he loved you that was the question that constantly ran through your head. You’ve stayed up serval late nights going through all of Urban’s followings and likes and seeing all of the multiple women that he follows at times made you feel insecure.
We up all night until the morning. You gonna get me fucked up over you.
“I do know you love me Urban and I love you too baby.” You smiled and he smiled as well and leaned over his seat a bit and grabbed your face softly before kissing your lips and going back into his seat.
Might just leave him alone. Can’t you see what you do to me baby.
You lied straight through your teeth how could you love someone who didn’t love you. You watched how Urban leaned back in his seat and had one hand on the steering wheel before reversing out of the random McDonald’s parking lot and going back to your shared home.
Once you arrived home you both went inside you went into the kitchen with Urban hot behind you. He grabbed your waist from behind and kissed your bare shoulder.
Hope you don’t call when she’s around. I know you’re fiending now all we know is touch and go.
“I’m gonna shower okay ma then I’ll be yours all night long.” He grinned making you cringe on the inside no longer feeling comfortable with his hands on you.
You sighed before sitting on the barstool in your kitchen you didn’t know what to do or who to believe anymore. You loved Urban you really did but you were tired of being manipulated and used for someone who could careless. This toxic love wasn’t for you anymore. You shouldn’t have to constantly feel as if you were being tested on a daily you felt as if all of your friends were laughing at you when you weren’t around.
You sat in the kitchen for a few minutes longer just deciding on feeling sorry for yourself a bit longer before you heard a buzzing noise coming from your purse. You looked around confused because you were positive Urban took his phone with him, you looked around the kitchen realizing Urban took your phone instead of his.
And now she looking at me different. I be leaving and telling her that it’s business.
His phone kept buzzing and you so badly wanted to see how it was but you weren’t one to go snooping but the curiosity got the best of you.
You looked behind you one last time and up the stairs once being reassured that Urban wasn’t going to be down anytime soon you unlocked his phone and went straight into his messages.
There was nothing which was stressing you out you scrolled through all the names trying to find any names that didn’t look familiar but found nothing. You rolled your eyes in frustration because you knew he was hiding something.
You were about to put your phone away when you saw he had Jack saved twice. You clicked on the first message that was some supposedly from Jack and you wish you hadn’t.
You got me caught up, loved drunk, fucked up over you.
There was nothing but endless winking emojis and heart emojis and tons if not hundreds of I love you messages exchanged and not to mention all of the many selfies sent between Urban and this random girl.
You felt as if you heart was going to burst out of your chest any minute now you couldn’t believe Urban was cheating on you he was cheating on you, the whole entire time he played you and made you feel guilty all of the many times he gaslighted you flooded your brain.
“Y/N what are you going? I took your phone by accident have you seen min-.” Urban was cut off once he saw you had his phone opened to his messages with “Jack”.
“Who is she Urban? And don’t lie I’ve looked through all your messages with her and last time I checked you don’t send nudes to Jack.” You told him numbly and hugged yourself.
“Her name is Erica but I promise baby she doesn’t mean shit to me. I was talking to her when we had broken up and she won’t leave me alone those messages are old baby.” He tried to explain but your shook your head and stuck your hand out when he tried to get closer.
“I don’t wanna hear it Urban I’m done with you I don’t need this and I don’t need you.” You attempted to walk past Urban but he stopped you and brought you into him roughly.
“You do need me just like I need you, I just told you she didn’t mean shit to me Y/N I’ll cut her off right now for you I’ll tell her fuck off. I need you baby please I need you I can’t do this without you.” He begged and you instantly felt guilty you loved Urban with your whole heart but you couldn’t keep living like this.
“I can’t anymore Urban all you do is lie to me and play me and I’m done being played by you. We’re over Urban Wyatt.” You attempted to escape his grasp but Urban held onto you tighter.
“Urban let me go so I can pack my stuff and leave I don’t want to be with you anymore.” You cried out and his touch softened. His blue eyes starting right back at you.
“Please Y/N I’ll change baby girl for you I’ll change I can’t lose you not right now baby please. We can work this out and you know it please don’t go.” Urban cried out as he rested his head in your neck. You’ve never seen Urban cry before which made you rethink everything.
“Don’t cry Urban I’m not going anymore Urb I promise I’m gonna stay here with you.” You reassured him and he nodded and pulled back from your neck and smiled sadly at you. You smiled back at him and reached up and pecked his lips.
“I love you baby I really do I hope you know that.” You smiled and nodded before resting your head on his chest.
“I love you too Urb.”
You weren’t sure when you were going to learn that Urban was no good for you. Maybe in time you’d learn but for now he had you trapped under his spell.
Fucked up over you.
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AQUAMAN AND THE LOST KINGDOM (2023)
Starring Jason Momoa, Patrick Wilson, Amber Heard, Yahya Abdul-Mateen II, Randall Park, Dolph Lundgren, Temuera Morrison, Martin Short, Nicole Kidman, Vincent Regan, Jani Zhao, Indya Moore, Pilou Asbæk, Jay McDonald, Natalia Safran, Samuel Gosrani, Jay Rincon, Jonathan Bremner, Jack Waldouck, Jonny Vaughton, Osian Roberts and Grant Huggair.
Screenplay by David Leslie Johnson-McGoldrick.
Directed by James Wan.
Distributed by Warner Bros. Pictures. 124 minutes. Rated R.
Let’s face it, it’s a bad time for Aquaman to continue his adventures in Aquaman and the Lost Kingdom. A whole tidal wave of issues are pressing against the return of the King of Atlantis.
First off, and most basic – the world at large seems to be getting a case of superhero fatigue. Aquaman and the Lost Kingdom in particular is in a precarious place, as the last remnants of the old Zack Snyder-planned DCEU of which this film is a part has come to an end, and the new James Gunn DC universe is going in a completely different direction – a direction which may or may not include Aquaman. (The appearance is that at least for now, Aquaman has no place in Gunn’s DC films.)
The last several DCEU films have been box office disappointments, including The Flash, Shazam 2 and Blue Beetle. It’s not unique to DC, who has always been the also-ran comic book cinematic universe. Even the grand poohbah of the art form, Marvel, has had recent films become severe box office disappointments. (The Marvels, Thor: Love and Thunder and Ant-Man and the Wasp: Quantumania, anyone?)
Not only that, but there have also long been rumors of an uncomfortable, strife-filled set for this film – particularly an apparent feud between star Jason Momoa and co-star Amber Heard, which is a concern, considering they are playing husband and wife. In fact, Heard’s role seems to have been cut due to Momoa’s insistence on limiting her involvement – although that limitation also may have to do with Heard being essentially cancelled after the infamous trial against her ex-husband Johnny Depp.
Still, Warner Brothers thought enough of Aquaman to toss it out in the deep end and make it a Christmas tentpole title.
I can’t say that I share their optimism. Aquaman and the Lost Kingdom is the best and the worst of modern superhero filmmaking all mixed up into a big, confusing mess. There is very little in the way of a plot here, although there is nearly constant eye-popping action which the filmmakers hope will distract you from the fact that not much of this stuff makes much (or any) sense.
Also, the attempts – mostly by Momoa, but by some other characters as well – to add some much-needed levity and humor to the film almost inevitably fall flat. (This was also a problem with the first Aquaman film.)
Aquaman and the Lost Kingdom is lost itself, a huge, shambling series of poorly edited (mostly) underwater battle sequences held together with just the barest wisp of a plot. And that little wisp of story is basically one we’ve seen over and over now, particularly in superhero movies.
The cast feels like they are on autopilot for the most part – particularly Nicole Kidman who looks like she would love to be anywhere, anywhere, but where she is. On the other hand, Randall Park steals pretty much every scene he is in as a scientist who is dragged into an evil plot.
I can sort of relate to him. Although, in fairness, Aquaman and the Lost Kingdom does have some fun action sequences, for the most part you’d have to drag me kicking and screaming into ever watching this again.
Jay S. Jacobs
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AnimeExpo Recap Day 3-4!
AnimeExpo is over and it’s good to be back home! Although day 3 and 4 definitely much slower compared to the running around I did the first two days. I went to bed day 2 wondering what else I could possibly do. I feel like I saw what I wanted to and bought what I wanted to, and really made the most of my time. Somehow, I found a way anyways.
I realized I didn't do Yokura's Honkai Star Rail trash rally! 12 artists had a free sticker to give out on a card (on the bottom right) and once you got 6 you can come back for a free clear fil- erm, 5* light cone! It was really fun to run around artist alley with some purpose and seeing all the other artists with Honkai merch! I got a sticker of her OC Mofuko and slapped it on my water bottle and ended up picking up some prints from Belindraws during the rally! The Black Rock Shooter really sucked me in. (╯✧ ∇ ✧)╯
Funny story about the water bottle, I actually applied the sticker at Yokura's table but lost the bottle sometime at the beginning of Day 3. Near the end of Day 4 I coasted back at her table and there it still was, in a corner very out of the way and hidden but just sitting on her table... oops. She didn't notice either but I still feel like a menace. I'm honestly very surprised it didn't get swiped!
McDonalds had a booth there and I was very confused! So confused in fact that I just got in line for the hell of it to find out! It seemed the primary purpose was for cosplay photoshoots, having a mock drive through window, birthday table and ordering counter all to pose behind with staff helping with photos. You're given a poster and a pin for your time upon exiting. Seeing a Zero Two and Luffy posing behind a birthday table filled with McDonalds jargon was an experience. It also wasn't until the very end of the last day that I notiecd a giant Grimace behind the entire stand... oh no. ＼(º □ º l|l)/
Day 3 was also the only day I went out and ate real food! Most of my meals were Doordash sandwiches, Chipotle and the like but a handful of friends got together for some JBBQ! There's a nice little place not too far from AnimeExpo called Gyu-Kaku that has gluten free sauces and seem pretty good with not killing me (I have celiac) so it's sort of becoming a tradition to eat here at least once when in the Downtown LA area.
Let me tell you something about myself; I love figurines. It's a trap I constantly struggle with NOT falling into. There are so many cool anime figures but it's such a financial trap when I'm already losing to my game collecting and skeb addiction. Yet somehow, I'm slowly slipping farther into getting nendoroids and model kits. Model kits are so hands on so it's like an activity and nendoroids are so flippin' cute and both of them are WAY cheaper than most figures. SO WHEN I SEE AN ADVERTISING SCREEN WITH THIS MIKU FACE ON IT,
I caved. I even did a good job staying away from the Good Smile booth knowing I'd get suckered in day 1 and 2 but this was mostly helped by the fact that it had a large line. Day 3 there was no line to be found. BUT LOOK AT HOW CUTE SHE IS. The prices were also completely fair too. I rarely buy these sorts of things from cons because the prices get jacked up and they're cheaper online, but this was a non-issue buying it directly from Good Smiles booth. I love them.
And those are the main things that come to mind that I can accompany with pictures! There are other stories I'm excited to share on stream today that don't have photos. Needless to say, it was really fun and I'm looking forward to a AX 2024! But for now, I'm just happy to be home. It's been a very busy last month and AnimeExpo marked the end of being so busy. So really, I just can't wait to focus on streaming and personal projects.
I did actually spend a 5th day in LA and went into Little Tokyo! While it was brief, I did spend way too much on Japanese chips and snacks! I have this cute idea where I set up a handcam on the side and open every stream with a new snack sampling and review. I'll see about showing off all the different snacks I got next post! (ง'̀-'́)ง
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