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Nah this boy needs to watch himself on the streets 😭😭😭😭😭

#hobie spiderverse #hobart brown #fandom #across the universe #spiderman across the spiderverse #hobie x you #hobie brown #hobie x reader #character.ai

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When James Gunn said once more with feeling. He actually meant every single emotion in the spectrum. EVERY SINGLE ONE.

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Idk if you take requests, but if you do I think it would be cool to do a part 2 on your Captain Jack Sparrow x daughter reader if you feel like it. Have a good day 💙

Stolen maps and hurt hearts

(gif not mine)

Warnings: talks of dead mother, boys being mean, and like one curse word

Summary: You get in a small fight with a few boys but when they say something that hits a nerve you dad is there to comfort you.

Parring: Captain Jack Sparrow x daughter Reader

M/N= Your middle name

Enjoy!

You and your fathers crew were making their way to the Faithful Bride Tavern to take a small break from sailing the seas. Your father sat in the corner of the room drinking his rum while you sat at a bar not to far away, talking to some random person you didn't know before today.

All was going quite well until you heard a voice from the entrance.

"Y/N M/N Sparrow," a young boy who you knew as Harry shouted and once he did it seemed the whole place went silent and your fathers eyes were on you.

Before anyone could do anything you got up and ran for the back exit while whispering "Buggar buggar buggar," under your breath.

As you were just about to make it out, one of Harry's friends, Arthur grabbed you by the waist and swung you face to face with Harry who slammed you against the wall.

"Now now lads, that is no way to treat a lady," you joked but no one was in a laughing mood.

"No games Y/N," Harry started, "what did you do with my map?"

So it may be true that the last time you saw Harry you did indeed steal the map to a treasure you and your father were looking for but you sadly no longer have it.

You bit your knuckle as you answered, "Oh yes that map, I'm afraid it was destroyed," you explained with a fake nervous smile, "not that it'd be any use for you now for I've already collected the treasure."

Harry's eyes turned a shade darker in rage, " You little witch!" he shouted in your face.

"See again with this talk, is this how your mother taught you to speak to women?" you smart mouth.

"Well I suppose mine did better than yours, it's a shame yours isn't around to teach you how to be more of a lady," Harry sassed back taking you off guard for a second not long enough for him to notice, but long enough for your father.

"That's quite enough," Jack speaks as he walks out of the watching crow.

"I see," Harry starts, "to much of a daddy's girl to fight her own battles-"

You then cut him off with a swift punch to the jaw and that's when Arthur wrapped his arms around you once more but you managed to aim a kick right for his groin making him fall back in pain.

"Would anyone else like to tic me off?" you question as you look around the crowd and everyone goes back to what they were doing.

You look at your father and you see the worry he has in his eyes and before you could do something you'd regret you walk right out of the bar as your father follows not far behind.

You walk out to the ship where one of the crew mates take watch, "you go have fun, I'll watch the ship," you explain and he just agrees. Everyone takes orders from not only Jack but you as well.

"Have a nice night Miss. Sparrow," he says as he walks into town.

The quite you longed for didn't last long as you saw your father walk up to the boat.

"What?" you asked as he got aboard ship.

"You know what," he stated as he leaned on the railing that you were sitting on, "you have the skills to hide what you feel from everyone in that room but you cannot hide your sadness from me," he explains, "do you want to talk about it?" he asks.

"Not really," you say honestly.

"Alright then I'll just drink this rum until you do," he states as he takes a swig of his bottle.

You and your father have talked about your mother before, it's not a subject either of you like to discus considering it's a sad topic for the both of you and neither of you like feelings. Though every time you have the talk about your mother Jack reminds you that you had nothing to do with her death though you simply cannot believe that. It's not entirely a regret you have because there's no point in having those, the past is past and you cannot change it so don't wish to. But you do wonder where your mother would be if she never had you. At least she'd be alive and at the end of the day you were the reason she died. Not only that but it was hard for you to grow up without a mother. It was a learning curve for you father needing to learn about all the ladies things and you never had anyone to get first hand advice from, everything Jack knew he had heard or was told.

That's what sent the tears running down your face. You never liked to cry, not even alone and never the less in front of your dad. You've only cried 3 times in your life besides when you were in infant, and every time it's been about your mother, this was the third time and only the second Jacks ever seen you cry.

He takes notice as soon as your first tear falls and he pulls you into a hug as you sob in his chest. It was only you and him, which you did love but sometimes you wished you could see how it felt to have a lady to look up to all your life. And by no means did you strive to be your mother, you knew the kind of person she was and you knew the kind of person you wanted to be. And it sure as hell wasn't her.

"It's alright love," your dad comforts you, "fate can be cruel sometimes."

"Am I really that bad?" you ask feeling waves of insecurities, "Am I in desperate need of a mother?"

"Trust me love I've met odder women than you," he jokes, "you're just stronger and braver than all the women Harry have met, and that's good because those kind are the fun ones," he explains.

That makes you giggle, Jacks not always the best at comforting but he's learned how because of you and he's gotten much better at it over the 14 years he's had with you.

"Anyway, you did good dealing with those two, amazing shot on the big one," he congratulated as you wiped your tears, again neither of you liked feelings that much and it was time to change the subject.

"Thank you, I remembered you teaching me that one."

"That's my girl," he said as he put an arm around you, "do you wanna go back in there?" he asked.

"Sure, lets see if Harry wants a round two," you said with a smirk.

Jack made a face at that, "Yes I'm not sure about that, I wasn't to keen to the way he was grabbing you," he said worry and annoyance in his tone.

"Really? you're afraid he's flirting?" you sarcastically asked.

"That's how I'd do it," he says honestly as he takes another swig of rum.

"You have no need to worry," you reassure, "I'd go on a date with the Kraken before I go on one with Harry."

"Well I'd rather you go on a date with no one," he deadpans.

"Of course you would," you sigh.

#jack sparrow x reader #jack sparrow daughter #jack sparrow #pirates of the caribbean #pirates of the caribbean x reader #fanfiction #fanfic #fandom

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baby umbrella 2 (CHRISTMAS SPECIAL)

AN: I hope you enjoy, this took me 3 days to finish so it’s kinda long. Enjoy!

Summary: Y/n tries to help her uncles and aunt have an amazing Christmas to make up for all the bad ones.

I woke up extra early the next morning. 

Like 5 am early.

Now I usually don’t do this but I had important shit to do.

See I am known for being the best gift giver ever. 

I know exactly what people like and I take note of things they enjoy.

And I’ve been saving my allowance even more than I usually do for everyone.

Like I got Uncle Luther a gift card to his favorite diner as well as a cookbook cause I know he likes to try cooking new things with Sloane. 

For Sloane I got her a new camera and scrapbook because I know she’s into arts and crafts.

For dad, I got him a new set of throwing knives he’s been looking at but refuses to buy cause he’s weird.

For aunt Allison I got her a new pair of boots that I thought she’d like. 

 And I got Claire an Aladdin doll set because that’s her favorite movie at the moment.

Got uncle Klaus a nail art set that I also have because he always talks about how jealous he is that I have one and he doesn’t whenever we do our nails.

And I got Viktor new violin strings as well as a watch he’s been wanting.

Now there’s one more person who I haven’t bought for yet.

Uncle fucking Five.

He never talks about his likes or interests at all.

The only thing I could think to get him was fucking coffee.

Which can’t be a gift on its own so I have no clue what to get him. 

I don’t just wanna get him clothes, his favorite coffee place Griddy’s closed down so I can’t get him a gift card from there, I can’t JUST get him coffee, he already has a stash somewhere in this house. 

And I can’t ask anyone for help because then that person would know that I’m buying something for everyone and I want that to be a secret. 

So I’m stuck and I only have $40 more dollars to spare and less than 24 hours.

This isn’t fucking good.

I get ready as quickly and quietly as possible then I get online and do the stupidest thing ever. 

I go to google and look up ‘what to get my grandpa for Christmas’.

And that was absolutely no help and it made me feel stupid. 

I decided to go downstairs and get something to drink before I wallow in panic.

When I get downstairs I see the one and only Five Hargreeves drinking coffee as always.

“What are you doing up so early?” he asks as I walk over to the fridge.

“The excitement of the holidays awoke me,” I lied/joked, “what about you?” I ask as I come sit next to him with a glass of orange juice.

“Can’t sleep,” he answered, taking a sip of coffee.

“And is that because you have sleeping problems or because you drink exactly 30 cups of coffee daily?” I asked.

“Probably both,” he answers looking down. 

I tilt my head in confusion, “why do you think you have sleeping problems?” I asked him to take a sip of my own drink.

“Probably the apocalypse,”  he starts, “it was different falling asleep there obviously, I guess I just got used to it and now it’s weird trying to fall asleep without it.”

I stop to think for a minute before asking, “What are some things that make it different, if you don't mind me asking,” I add that last part in fear of getting too personal.

“No it’s okay, and I don’t know,” he begins to explain, “one I didn’t have a bed but if anything having the bed now helps really. But there was this…sound I guess. Like an end of the world sound, it was like the crackling of fire and wind and rain and…lots of stuff. Back then I found it all annoying but now I see it’s kinda what helped me sleep.”

That was it. That’s what I’m gonna get Five. A sound generator or whatever. Now I just need to find out when and where to get it. 

“Well I hope your sleep schedule goes back to normal soon,” I say like I’m not hatching a plan to do just that at the moment.

“Yeah me too,” he answers, then uncle Viktor walks in.

“Y/n? What are you doing up this early,” he asks as he takes the orange juice from me and pours himself a glass.

“Holiday excitement,” I give a similar answer to what I gave Five and he just nods. 

“Are you excited about the holidays too Five?” Viktor asks as he looks up at Five.

“Oh yeah I’m overjoyed,” he answers sarcastically.

“Wouldn’t expect anything less,” he replies.

-time skip- 

It’s like 7 now and I need to find out how I can get outta here so I can finish my shopping.

“Hey dad can I go and pick up some flour? We’re all out and I wanted to try out this Christmas cookie recipe,” I tried and he looked at me like I was crazy.

“Alone?” he asked and I nodded.

“Very funny, no,” he answers and starts to walk away.

“Come on dad you know I can take care of myself,” I beg as I follow him, “I can move things with my mind and you even said my fighting is getting better, and it’s 7 in the morning. Kidnappers don’t roam around until at least noon.”

“You’re not allowed to leave the house alone, you know that,” he argues.

“Well I’m gonna be all by myself at school,” I pointed out, “whatcha gonna do then?”

“When school starts I’m gonna drop you off and pick you up, and you won’t be alone during the school day so you’ll be fine,” he concludes.

“What are you guys arguing about?” Uncle Viktor asks.

“Viktor!” I exclaim, “could you please explain to my father that I am fully capable of walking across the street to pick up flour for 5 minutes.”

“I don’t see anything wrong with that,” he agrees with me and I smile.

“See,” I say as I turn back to my father, “Father, papa, daddy dearest, I love you but you can be a little clingy sometimes,” I explain to him.

“I don’t care what he,” he points at Viktor, “you,” he points at me, “or anyone listening in thinks, You. Aren’t. Going. Alone.”

“What if I took her?” Viktor speaks up, “ I mean come on Diego it’s just flour that she could get alone but if you’re gonna be that way I’ll just take her.”

“I’m gonna ignore the last part of your sentence and say yeah, you can take her,” he agrees and I mentally facepalm.

Awesome, I can go but I’m gonna have to go with someone who can’t know the real reason I need to go.

Perfect.

“Cool, you okay with that Y/n?” he asks and I just nod, “Alright then let's go,” he motions his hands to follow me and I do.

We get in the car and he starts driving.

“I can’t believe he doesn’t trust me enough to get flour,” I complained.

“It’s not you he doesn’t trust Y/n,” he explains, “it’s the world.”

“Well I’m gonna be living in it alone in at least 5 years time,” I reasoned, “will 18 year old Y/n need one of her uncles to take her to the store?” I ask and Viktor chuckles.

“No you won’t, but Y/n,” his smile fades, he’s getting serious now, “you’re still a kid, and he has good reason to be over protective, he had to see how losing Claire affected Allison, he spent 2 months not knowing where you were, and then he did lose you. But he was lucky enough to get you back, so if I were him I’d be the same. And I know it’s annoying for you to deal with but try not to be too mad at him for his clinginess,” he finishes and I nod.

“Yeah I know,” I confess, “but I forget when he does stuff like this.”

“It’s easy to forget,” he agrees, “just remember afterwards”

I nod and the rest of the ride is us talking about nothing too important.

Once we get there Viktor grabs a cart and walks up to me, “There’s some other stuff I need to get while we’re here so we’ll get the flour once we get close to it,” he explains and I smirk.

“Or could you give me a tiny taste of freedom and I’ll grab the flour while you get the stuff you need and we’ll meet by self checkout?” I question and he thinks about it before nodding.

“Okay, just don’t do anything stupid,” he gives in and I mentally celebrate.

I walk to the direction of the flour and when I see Viktors not looking anymore I run to the sleep aisle. 

“Sleep machine sleep machine sleep machine,” I repeat to myself until I find one for $14.99.

“Bingo,” I exclaim as I pick it up, I start to run out of the aisle when something catches my eye.

It was a dream catcher for only like $8. I didn’t really know if they work but just in case I get it for him. Whether Five admits it or not I know he’s gotta have nightmares after all the shit he’s been through. Hell I get em and haven’t gone through half of that.

I run to self checkout and quickly pay for the items then run to the entrance. I look for our car and once I find it I make the bag float into it. Earning a few dazed looks, but I could care less. Once it was in there I ran to the flour aisle, grabbed whatever was cheapest, then ran back to self checkout where Viktor was waiting for me.

“Hey, you get what you need?” I asked and he nodded.

“I also got these cookie cutters for your cookies,” he said as he showed them to me and I smiled.

“Wait, do we have baking powder and vanilla at home?” I asked him, yes there was an actual recipe that I found just to make this more believable. 

“Um baking powder, yes, vanilla I’m not sure about,” he answered.

“I’ll go grab some,” I told him as I put the flour in the cart.

I ran to get some vanilla. Once I got back we paid for our stuff then left to go home.

I put the flour and vanilla on the counter and Viktor takes his stuff to his room. I then run up to my room and open my window. My window is on the side of the house where we park our car. Once I see the car I use my power to make the bag with Fives stuff float up to me, again earning weird looks. Once it’s close enough I grab it and hide it in my closet. I’ll wrap it later.

When I’m done with all that I go down stairs to try and find everyone which most of them are in the kitchen.

“Hey, do you guys wanna help me make cookies?” I ask.

“I do!” Claire shouted excitedly as she ran up to me.

“Same,” Sloane spoke up and then everyone agreed and we got everything out.

First we added butter, then sugar, vanilla, and an egg.

Once we did that the recipe called for 3 cups of flour which Klaus begged to pour.

And he did, but after that he didn’t support the bottom of the bag and flour spilled out everywhere.

“Klaus! You have to support the bag!” Luther shouted as I died laughing.

“It’s like snow mommy!” Claire exclaimed as she jumped into the flour.

“Claire no!” Allison yelled but it was too late.

“I’m gonna make a snowball,” she declared as she picked up some flour and tried her best to shape it into a ball, and when she got it close enough she threw it at Diego.

“Hey!” he shouted and if anyone thought I was dying before, I was now. He then rolled his eyes and picked up a clump of flour from the floor and threw it at me, making me gasp.

“Oh it’s on Batman,” I challenge as I pick up flour and throw it right at his face, some flying past him and hitting Luther. 

“Hey!” he shouts doing the same to me.

Then all hell breaks loose.

 Within 5 minutes there’s flour absolutely everywhere and the cookies were long forgotten until Five walks in the room.

“Hey Idiots!” he yells and everyone stops and looks at him.

“Get this mess away from my coffee machine,” he finishes as he goes to pour another cup.

“Yeah we should probably start cleaning up,” Luther suggest and everyone agrees.

-time skip-

After we cleaned up and finished the cookies it was getting dark. I went up to my room and wrapped Fives gift then I brought the rest out of their hiding place. Now my plan was to wait til everyone was asleep then I’d sneak the gifts downstairs and put them under the tree like Santa or whatever.

Once I put the gifts where no one will find them for now I go back downstairs to distract everyone until they go to sleep. I looked in an old closet and I found the Monopoly game I got a while back and decided to start a game with this.

“Hey, does anyone wanna play Monopoly with me?” I asked as I walked into the main room.

“Me I do,” Klaus gasped out, making me laugh.

“I guess one game won’t hurt,” Five also agreed. Whether he’d admit it or not everyone knows he loves Monopoly because he gets to ‘show off his smarts’.

Everyone else also agreed and we set the game up.

“I’m going to be the banker because I’m the only trustworthy one here,” Allison declared to which everyone agreed.  Claire wasn’t gonna play, just guard the money.

“Okay who first?” Viktor asked.

“Youngest always goes first,” Diego says as he pats my head.

I then rolled the dice and got 7 so I moved 7 spaces and landed on a chance spot. Once I do that I pick up a card and read it out loud. 

“It’s a get outta jail free card,” I explain and everyone nods.

“Okay then Five it’s your turn,” Klaus jokes and Five gives him a death glare.

“Technically we’re all the same age so it doesn’t matter as long as Y/n goes first and Five goes last,” Sloane points out. 

“Maybe we should go by the numbers Reggie gave us,” Viktor suggest.

“Okay then Luther your turn,” I say as I give Luther the dice. 

“Okay,” he says as he rolls, getting two 5’s.

“You have to roll again you got doubles,” Five explains after Luther moves to the just visiting space.

“I know I know,” Luther says as he rolls again getting two 3’s.

“I’ll buy it,” he says once he sees he’s landed on St. James Place.

“You know you have to roll again,” Allison points out as she takes his money and gives him his card.

“And if you roll one more double you go to jail,” Diego says smirking.

“Yes yes I know how to play,” Luther says a bit annoyed as he rolls one final time rolling two 1’s.

“Oh what the hell!?” he exclaims as everyone laughs.

-10 minutes later-

“Come on, give me a break!” Diego exclaims as he pays Viktor another $100.

“Why are you so good at this game?” I asked and he just shrugged.

“If you think I’m good Five is the one who asked if he could start a savings account,” he said pointing at Five who’s just smirking.

-20 minutes later-

“Mommy I’m sleepy,” Claire told Allison and she sighed.

“Sloane, could you take over being a banker? I’m gonna take this one to bed,” Allison said as she picked up Claire.

“Of course have a good night,” she said as they walked up stairs.

“Now who will be the new owner of Allison’s old property? Will it be Five, the businessman who if given to much power it’ll all go his head, the gorilla who’s poorer than me in reality, batman who’s barely holding on, or it could be-”

“SHUT UP KLAUS!” everyone shouts at the same time making him shut up.

-45 minutes later-

“What the hell!?” Five shouted.

“Pay up Bill Gates,” I laugh out loud, he had to pay every player $100.

“That is the stupidest card ever,” he complains as he pays everyone what they need.

“It wasn’t stupid when I got that card,” Viktor said as he rolled his eyes.

“Okay my turn,” I roll the dice and end up at free parking and jump with joy.

(Idk how you play but I do it as if you pay for random stuff like getting outta jail you put it in the middle and whoever lands on free parking gets all the money that was laid down.)

“WHAT!?” “HOW IS THIS FAIR!?” “YOU GO SUGARPLUM!” 

I laugh as I take all the money in the middle, almost being as much as Five had.

“Look who’s Bill Gates now,” I exclaim as I sort out my money.

-15 minutes later-

“Hey bitch that’s my railroad,” Klaus shouts at Viktor.

“No it’s not, I literally just bought it!” he shouts back.

“No! I bought it 2 rounds ago but Sloane never gave me my card!” he claims.

“You Liar!” Viktor accuses. 

-30 minutes later-

“I HATE YOU,” Diego shouts, completely ignoring the fact that there’s a sleeping 5 year old upstairs.

“OH?” Five starts, “WELL NEXT TIME DON’T STEAL MY MONOPOLY!”

“Five, give Diego your $200, you landed on his property,” Luther tries to calm them down.

“NO HE’S IN JAIL, I’M NOT GONNA GIVE MONEY TO A CRIMINAL,”  Five argues.

“THAT'S NOT HOW YOU PLAYYYY,” Diego shouts back.

“Why is everyone screaming?” Viktor asks in a calm voice.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP VIKTOR YOUR NOT GONNA TALK AFTER STEALING MY LAST RAILRAOD,” Klaus shouted, still pressed about the railroad thing.

“I WISH I WAS NEVER BORN!” Diego shouts.

“ME TOO,” Klaus agrees.

“YOU THINK I WANTED THIS!?” Five shouts.

“OKAY! I’m putting the game up, bedtime kids,” I declare and everyone walks away grumbling.

I clean up the game and put it DEEP in the closet before I make sure everyones in their rooms.

Once I do that I use my powers to quietly take the gifts and put them under the tree. Once I’m done with that I immediately go to sleep.

-Christmas morning-

The next morning I get woken up by Claire shouting through the halls that it’s Christmas.

Me and everyone else walk down the stairs as Luther hands out gifts.

“And this one is to Claire from Santa,” Luther explains as he hands Claire her gift which she opens immediately.

“Mommy, Look!” she exclaims as she shows her mom the doll set I got her.

“Where did this come from?” she asked, confused.

“Santa mommy, it came from Santa,” Claire explains as I hold back a giggle.

“Um, what are these?” Luther asks as he points to everything I bought.

“No clue,” Diego answers.

“Who does it say it’s from?” Klaus asks to which Luther replies, “Santa.”

“Are they all for Claire?” Five asks and Luther shakes his head again.

“They’re for us,” she shows them the names and everyones confused.

“Open them guys,” I encourage and they hesitantly take what's theirs.

Klaus was the first to open and when he saw what it was he gasped, alarming everyone in the room but me and Claire.

“What is it? A bomb, a threat?” Diego asks.

“It’s a nail set!” he shouts with delight as everyone looks at him even more confused, “It’s just like Y/n’s, who got me this?”

Everyone stays quiet and Klaus gasps again, “It’s from Santa, really Santa.”

“I don’t know about that,” Luther questions as Sloane opens hers.

“Luther, look, it's a new camera and scrapbook!” she shares happily. Luther then decided to open his.

“Oh my gosh,” he gasps, “it’s a gift card and a cookbook!”

Once they opened there's everyone else ripped theirs open.

“Wow, the knife's I wanted,” Diego smiles.

“Oh new strings, and a Watch? Awesome,” Viktor exclaims.

“Oh my goodness they’re so cute!” Allison squeals as she opens her new boots.

“Uncle Five open yours,” I suggest, he was the only one to not open his.

He hesitates before finally ripping the paper and seeing what he got.

“What is it?” I ask.

“It’s…a sound machine, and a dream catcher,” he explains slowly.

“That’s awesome!” I congratulate, “They might help you get a good night's sleep finally.”

“Yeah,” he agrees, just staring at his gift. I know he loves it.

“Okay stop the games, who did this,” Diego asks and I stay quiet.

“It was Santa Diego!” Claire points out and no one really disagrees.

“Wait,” Five stops, “Y/n didn’t get anything,” he points out.

“There’s one more gift,” I pointed under the tree, “is it for me?”

Luther looks and it does indeed say my name. Yep I got myself something so no one would think it’s me.

“Well then maybe it really WAS Santa,” Klaus suggested.

Five shrugged, “Maybe”

#the umbrella academy #luther hargreeves #diego hargreeves #allison hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #five #five hargreeves #viktor hargreeves

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Baby Umbrella 1

AN: Part one to the new series!!! Hope you enjoy, for a quick backstory look at my latest post :).

Summary: You decorate the house with your uncles.

I woke up to someone yelling my name

“Y/N GET DOWN HERE IT'S TIME FOR BREAKFAST!” I heard my dad yell and I groaned.

“Coming!” I shout back as I get outta bed and walk down stairs to the kitchen.

As I walk in my dad ruffles my hair, “Morning night owl,” he says as he walks by.

“Morning Batman,” I reply, making uncle Five chuckle knowing where I got the nickname. He was sitting down reading a news paper with coffee in his hands. 

Boomer.

“Good Morning Sugarplum,” I hear my uncle Klaus say from behind me while he wraps his arms around my back giving me a hug, I smile at the nickname. 

Sugarplum, he gave it to me when I was five while we were reading ‘The Night before Christmas’ one year. I asked him what sugarplums were and he said they were just like me. So he’s called me that ever since.

I sit down at the table and Grace gives me my plate as I tell her thank you. Dad then comes to sit next to me.

“So Y/n,” he starts, “we need to talk about getting you into school for the new semester,” he tells me and I groan. Ever since the whole’ the world is ending ’ thing I haven’t been going to school. And there are a lot of reasons for that, one The Academy is outside of my district so when we visited I wasn’t gonna go to school anyway. Then we found out people were trying to kill us and when you have an overprotective father and someone is trying to kill you, that's automatically -8 freedom you get until further notice. Then we time traveled twice and I died. And that made my dad even more protective, which surprises me why he’d let me go to school but whatever. Then after that we had to get settled into this new world and school was the last thing on anyone's mind. But it’s not like that anymore.

“Why can’t I just be homeschooled?” I ask with pleading eyes.

“Because you're too smart for homeschool,” he told me, which is true. Before I always took advanced classes and even uncle Five was impressed, he said there was no way I was a moron's daughter. Which I agreed to but here I am.

“But what if uncle Five was my teacher,” I suggested, “he’s smarter than any teacher out there,” I reasoned.

“Damn right I am,” uncle Five spoke before taking a sip of his coffee.

Dad rolled his eyes and said, “because next year you're going into high school, and if you go to a real middle school you’ll have a better chance at getting the advanced classes we all know you can pass, and then a better chance at getting into a good college,” he explained.

“But what if I don’t wanna go to college?” I questioned.

“You are going to college, you’re too smart not to,” he answered and I rolled my eyes.

“But have you met 8th graders? They’re evil!” I tried.

“Y/n you’re an 8th grader,” he responded.

“And your point?”

“Y/n you’re going to a public school next month, it’s not up for debate or discussion,” he ended the argument and I sighed, cutting my pancake.

“It won’t be that bad kid,” uncle Five said as he folded his newspaper and went to get more coffee, “you’ve faced much worse the past few months.”

“I haven’t faced 8th graders,” I mumble as I take another bite of my pancake.

“Oh Sugarplum you’re overreacting,” my uncle Klaus says as he gets up to go to the fridge, “and if anyone gives you a hard time you know Five would chop their head off.”

“Indeed,” my other uncle confirms as he pours his coffee, making me chuckle.

“Hey guys, what’s the plan for today?” my uncle Viktor asks as he walks in and takes a plate.

“Nothing so far,” my dad answers for everyone, “I have to make some calls to try and get Y/n enrolled for school,” he finishes as I give him a stink eye.

“You're finally getting her in school?” Viktor asks as he sits across from us.

“Sadly,” I answer for my dad and Viktor chuckles.

“How bad could it be Y/n?” he asks and I answer, “Bad, very very very bad.” 

“Oh come on, it can't be that bad right?” my dad asks.

“Oh it very much so can,” I tell him the uncle Klaus comes to sit next to me, Five going to sit next to Viktor with his coffee.

“Come on, what was so bad at your old school?” Fiver asks and I go down the list.

“Four eyes, Nerdarino, Eleven, Suck up, Annie, bookworm, emo, ect, ect,” I explain and that shuts everyone up.

“And what were their names?” Five asks, totally not planning a murder. 

“Doesn’t matter, they won’t be at the new school,” I answer as I eat more of my breakfast. 

“Exactly, it’s a fresh start Y/n, I promise,” my dad tries to comfort me.

“Whatever you say,” I answer ready to change the subject, “so, tomorrow’s Christmas eve,” I say with a smile, “what’s the game plan?”

“What do you mean?” Five asks and I look at him confused.

“What do you mean what do I mean? Aren't we all gonna spend it together, I mean I know none of you really celebrated Christmas as kids but you can now,” I explained.

“Well I did get everyone a little something, and when I say little I mean little,” Viktor started.

“I didn’t mean to exchange gifts,” I went deeper into what I meant, “I mean like, are we gonna play games as a family? Are we gonna prank Luther? Will anyone help me prank my dad?” I ask and dad hits my arm lightly.

“I don’t know,” Five questions, “we’ve never really spent Christmas as an actual happy normal family cause well..we aren’t.”

“But we could pretend,” uncle Klaus claps, “come on it’ll be fun, a Hargreeves family Christmas.”

“I mean I could call Allison and ask her to come over, same with Luther and Solone,” Viktor volunteers.

“Wait, will the Sparrows be here?” Five questions.

“I don’t really think they’d wanna come, I mean Ben might but I doubt it,” I answered. 

“I’ll call Allison and Luther now,” Viktor says as he leaves the room and everyone just continues to eat.

-time skip-

After we ate I got ready for the day and Viktor said Allison and Luther were on their way over. And that Allison was bringing Claire.

Now I was bored in my room with nothing to do. So I do what I always do when I’m bored, I go find uncle Klaus. I checked his room first and there he was also doing nothing.

“Uncle Klaus I’m bored,” I told him as I leaned on the door frame.

“Yeah me too Sugarplum,” he answers as he sits up on his bed, “but I have an idea.”

Uncle Klaus always has an idea, I smile and ask, “what is it?”

He then stands up and walks over to me, “So you know how we’re gonna celebrate Christmas for real this year?” he asks and I nod. 

“Well there are no decorations anywhere, not even a tree!” he exclaims.

“Okay?” I ask.

“No Y/n, not okay, if we’re gonna have a fun family Christmas we NEED decor,” he explains and I nod.

“Yeah we do, but you have no money so where are we gonna get decor?” I asked him and he smiled.

“We don’t have money but,” he turns to one of his jackets on the floor and pulls out a credit card, “dear old Reggie does,” he finishes holding up the card and I gasp.

“How did you get this?” I ask as I take the card from him.

“It was his I’m sorry gift for killing me about 37 times,” he answers proudly and I look at him confused.

“He said sorry?” you asked and Klaus nodded.

“Technically I told him he should do that because I knew he wouldn’t have thought of it, but I still got it,” he smiles.

“Awesome lets go,” I answer and turn to the door but then I’m met with uncle Five leaning on the wall watching us.

“Go where?” he asks as I jump.

“How long have you been there?” I asks putting my hand over my beating heart that almost dropped out of my fucking ass. 

“Long enough to know that you're taking Reggie’s money somewhere so where are you going,” he asks again with crossed arms. 

“To get Christmas stuff to decorate the house,” Klaus answers and Five chuckles.

“I’m going to,” he simply answers as he walks out the door. Me and Klaus quickly follow.

“Why?” I ask with genuine curiosity. 

“Because if you think I’m gonna let that drunk drive you all by yourself then you're delirious,” he answers pointing at Klaus, who then dramatically gasps.

“I’ll have you know young man that I haven’t had one beer all day,” Klaus shares with a hand to his chest.

“That’s believable,” I comment sarcastically, “Also shotgun!” I called out.

“What! No!” Klaus protests.

“You didn’t call it buddy,” Five chuckles as he walks to the door, me following close behind.

We get in the car and I take the front while Klaus grumply gets in the back. I then text my dad where I’m going because his overprotective ass has a heart-attack every time I’m outta sight for 2 minutes. He simply texts back ‘ok stay safe’.

We decided to go to Walmart but the drive there was hell. Five’s old ass wanted to listen to The Beatles and I rightfully declined that offer, which led him into going on a rant about how music these days is absolute trash and kids are wild.

Like I said, boomer.

In the end we agreed on Elvis Presely and Michael Jackson and when we pulled into the parking lot Beat it was playing on the radio. We all got out and entered the store and I went to pick up a cart. 

“Okay what do we wanna start with?” I asked as we walked around.

“The tree!” Klaus excitedly suggested and we made our way to the trees.

After picking one of those we went to the reefs.

There were two different ones we liked, one blue and one red.

“I think we should get the blue one, it’s prettiest,” Klaus decided.

“No, we should get the red, yeah blue looks nicer but red goes better with the houses overall look,” Five argued.

“Well not everything has to match Five,” Klaus pushed.

“It’d be weird to have all these red and green decorations and then a random blue one!” Five spoke, his voice getting a bit louder.

“Well sometimes you need a little randomness!” Klaus shouted back.

“I thought you wanted a normal Christmas moron,” Five insulted, “We should stick to the color theme!” 

“When did we choose a color theme!?” Klaus shouted.

“THE TREE HAS RED LIGHTS ON IT IDIOT,” Five shouted and people started looking at us.

“Guys we should calm down-”

“WELL WE CAN STILL USE BLUE DECORATIONS FOR IT,” Klaus cuts me off by shouting back.

“DO YOU KNOW HOW STUPID THAT TREE WOULD LOOK IF WE USED BLUE DECORATION?,” Five yelled back.

“WELL NO MATTER HOW STUPID THE TREE LOOKS IT’LL STILL LOOK BETTER THAN YOUR TINY ASS-”

We got both of them.

Klaus also found these weird Santa heads to hang on the tree, he said they’d add the perfect touch. After that we got red decorations for the tree and some more things to add final touches then we drove home. 

And I got shotgun again.

Once we got home we unloaded everything with my power then got to work. 

We hung the red reef on the front door and Klaus took his blue one to hang it in his room, claiming Five didn’t deserve to see its beauty. 

Five just rolled his eyes at the comment.

We then put some tensile around the railings of the stairs and hung lights everywhere. 

Klaus also found mini Christmas trees and scattered them around the house. We also put a ton of random lights everywhere. 

And I got them to buy an elf on the shelf. 

Her name is Twinkle-toes.

Then it was time to set up the tree and we decided to put it where Five’s picture used to be. It’s just an empty wall now.

We started to set it up and once we had the tree up we started to decorate it. 

“This is fun,” Klaus spoke through the concentrated silence.

“Yeah it was,” I agree, “but I feel like we’re missing something…”

“What?” Five asks as he hangs up another ornament.

“Wait here I’ll be right back,” I say before I run up to grab my speaker and find the song I was looking for.

‘I don’t want a lot for Christmas’

“Oh good lord no,” Five complains as I dance into the room, Klaus joining me.

Klaus starts to sing off key, “I Don’T cArE AboUt ThE prEseNtS, UndErnEtH tHe ChRisTmaS trEe”

“I just want you for my own, more than you could ever know,” I sing back laughing.

“MakE mY wIsH ComE trUeEeeEEEEEeEeEee,” Klaus sings.

“All I Want For Christmasssssss isssssss Yoooooouuuuuu,” we sing together as we point at Five, who's hiding back a smile. 

Me and Klaus have a dance party while Five watches judging us.

“Make my wish come true! ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOU!” at this point we’re not even singing, just shouting the lyrics. 

“What are yo-,” my dad cuts himself off when he sees the Christmas tree, “what are you doing?” he asks over the music.

“Decorating and dance party,” I answered while dancing, “Wanna join?”

“Yeah why not,” he answers as he jumps in and starts to dance with us, Five still judging.

“Come on Five!” I shout then take his hand.

“No Y/n,” Five says, trying to get away.

“Yes Y/n,” I say back and he rolls his eyes but does start dancing with everyone. 

Viktor then comes down to see what's happening. Once he finds everyone all he does is smile.

I see him watching and I wave him over, him immediately joining in.

As we all dance Allison, Claire, Luther, and Solone walk in seeing everyone having a dance party. 

“What is this?” she asks Luther and he just shrugs his shoulders.

Without a second thought Claire joins in and Allison, Luther, and Solone join too close behind her.

Now everyone is dancing together and shouting the lyrics to this Christmas classic.

“BABY ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSS ISSSSSSSSS YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU”

To say it was out of control was an understatement. Once the song was over everyone welcomed the guests and finished decorating the tree. 

“Okay time for the star,” Klaus says, picking up the silver star.

“Why is it silver? The gold went better with the tree,” Five asked.

“Shut up boomer no one asked you,” Klaus simply said as he went up to Luther and bowed before him, handing him the star, “gorilla glue, would you do the honors?” 

Luther rolled his eyes but took the star anyway, placing it on top of the tree carefully. 

He then backed away and everyone admired the final product.

“It’s perfect!” Claire giggled as Allison rubbed her back.

“It’d be better if the star was golden,” Five mumbled.

“No it wouldn’t,” Klaus whispered.

“Yes it would,” Five answered back.

“Nah, it really wouldn’t,” Klaus kept whispering.

“Yeah, it really woul-”

“Okay shut up,” Diego cut Five off.

“I’m gonna go to my room and unpack our stuff,” Allison spoke up, “Come on love,” she smiled looking down at Claire, who followed right behind.

“Us too,” Luther added as he grabbed Solone’s waist and walked away.

“Okay well I guess we better clean up,” uncle Viktor said ans everyone agreed.

Once we were done my dad sent me to bed cause it was late. I got changed into my pjs and was about to get to sleep when I heard someone knock and open the door.

“If your just gonna walk in without an answer why knock,” I ask as I turn to see my dad.

“Because I’m gonna walk in no matter what answer you give me,” he answers.

“Need something Tarzan?” I ask as I sit on my bed.

“I called a local school, and on the 30th your gonna take a tour,” he starts, “ you’ve already been enrolled and you’ll start on the 3rd, same day everyone else gets back.”

“Oh my god really?” I ask as I fall back on my bed and cover my face with my hands.

“Hey look,” my dad says as he walks over to sit next to me, “I know your old school was shit but I’ve looked into this and tons of kids love it there,” he explains, “like I said this morning, a fresh start. And I know you’ll make at least one friend.”

“And if I don’t?” you question.

“Then I buy you boba every morning you don’t have one,” he bribes, and it works.

I immediately perk up, “Really?” I ask.

“Really, I promise.”

“Yes,” I mentally celebrate as dad laughs. 

“See ya tomorrow tiger,” Diego says as he kisses my forehead and stands up, “get some sleep, I love you.”

“Love you too dad,” I reply as he walks out.

Diego smiles and turns the lights off. I then get comfortable and fall asleep.   

#tua x reader #tua x you #tua x y/n #the umbrella academy #luther hargreeves #diego hargreeves #allison hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #five hargreeves #viktor hargreeves

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HC’s for being Diego’s daughter (backstory for baby umbrella)

AN: Hello everyone as you can see I am not dead. Sorry I left for like ever but I am here and ready to start a new story. This is a backstory for my new series baby umbrella and you as Diego’s daughter. Just a little side note is that I’ll be writing the reader as half black with afoey curly hair just because one, I’m half black, and two there are very few stories in fanfincs with a charter black or half black charter unless it’s apart of the show or book or whatever. Ovi it doesn’t matter if you fit this description or not you can still enjoy!

Your dad got a woman prego during a one night stand and once she explained that she didn’t want kids Diego was more than happy to take you in, after a DNA test of course.

You lived with him your whole life and on nights when he had ‘work’ to do he left you with Klaus.

Yes Klaus knew who you were, after Diego took you in he ovi needed help so he agreed to give Klaus a drive anywhere as long as he kept you alive. 

Now he wasn’t thrilled with leaving you with Klaus alone so if he could he’d get Patch to watch you

And the only reason Klaus was the one to watch you was process of elimination, Luther was in space, Allison was famous and already had a life and he didn’t wanna intrude, Five and Ben were out of the picture, and there was no way in hell that he was gonna leave you with his backstabbing sister. Or that’s what he called her.

So Klaus was the final candidate.

You instantly loved Klaus, him becoming your ‘funcle’.

You were 10 when your grandfather that you never met died so Diego took you to his funeral witch lead you to meet your other uncles and aunts.

Then you uncle Five came out of a black hole and he looked about as old as you.

And then you tried to save the world.

And you failed.

And Patch died. 

That one really hurt.

But you ended up in 1963 conveniently with your uncle Five.

Then you saw your family die...that was fun

Then you saw some random dude that your dad tried to kill die.

You were having the time of your life.

After you got there you really only stayed with Five tracking down your family.

Then after your time in the 60s you got back home. 

Kinda

You met the sparrow academy

They sucked.

Then you found out there was a kugelblitz that was killing people

And everyone tried to stop it and save the world

Then you died?

Or the kugelblitz thing ate you

But then you live??

You came back with your uncle Luther who also died in the mist of things and meet your family in a park thing.

Then you all moved into the umbrella academy. 

But you have no clue where the Sparrows are and you frankly don’t care.

Oh and you have powers now (pretend everyone still has there powers)

You can move things with your mind. 

It’s great to play tricks on people

So now your 13!

And you live with your whole family in a huge house

And you all have poweres

What could go wrong?

Okay guys I hope your excited! This whole thing is just gonna be what is it like being Diego’s daughter. And Lila isn’t a thing (sorry)

If you have any scenario or request you’d like me to do with the story pls share. 

Until then I’ll see you for chapter one:) 

#the umbrella academy #five hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #diego hargreeves #allison hargreeves #victor hargreeves #luther hargreeves #tua x reader #tua x you #tua x y/n

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Spot the difference gets harder and harder everyday I’m afraid

#thor love and thunder #thor #Loki Laufeyson #loki #thor of asgard #king of asgard #thor ragnorak #thor 4d #marvel #mcu #mcu phase 4

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Yeah I’m not taking chances

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Womanizer (A Jake Lockely Story)

Summary: y/n see’s the same man she’s seen 1,000 times before enter the bar she works at once again but this time they have a little chat.

Warnings: cussing, drinking, Mentions of sex (If i missed anything pls comment)

Parring: Jake Lockely x reader

(gif not mine)

(song not mine)

“Ma'am, can I get a Martini with a twist please?” another customer asks as they walk up to the bar. 

“Yep coming right up,” you answer as you get the glass for this girl's drink. As you prepare the beverage you look over and see that the regular Jake Lockely has returned. 

Jake has come to this bar many many times before and everytime he brought home some random girl. He hasn’t been here in a while but he’s back and flirting as he normally does. 

You roll your eyes and finish this girl's drink. You add the olive and hand her the drink.

“$4.38 please,” you tell her as you slide it over.

She then hands you a $5, “keep the change,” she finishes as she walks away with her drink. 

Once she’s gone you lean on the table and look back over to Jake and this poor girl scoffing. You walk over behind them to pretend to grab something just so you can eavesdrop.

Super star, where ya from how's it going? I know you, got a clue what you’re doing. You can play brand new to all the other chicks out here But I know what you are, what you are, baby. Look at you gettin' more than just a re-up Baby, you got all the puppets with their strings up Fakin' like a good one but I call 'em like I see 'em I know what you are, what you are, baby.

Jake has probably flirted with 57 girls (that you’ve seen at least) and almost all of them end up leaving with him, then he comes back the next week like nothing happened. It was so weird to you how he seemed to have every chick ever wrapped around his finger. It’s like he is a puppet master and women are the puppets. Which really bothers you because that’s not okay, and frankly the only reason you're here trying to listen in is because you need to know how he does it, you need to know what they talk about.

“So you're from outta town?” Jake asks the pretty Russian lady he’s talking to.

“Yes, I was born in Russia but raised in Ohio with my sister and adopted parents,” the blond answers in a Russian accent. 

“That’s very interesting,” Jake answers as he lays his hand down on the table, “what brings you to London?”

“Work,” she gives a short answer and takes a drink of her beer.

“What kinda work?” Jake pushes further.

“Nothing you should be concerned about,” she gives another short answer as she finishes her beer and sets it down, “Thank you for the drink but I’m leaving now,” she answers as she stands up.

“But I didn’t get a-”

“Goodbye,” she interrupts Jake as he speaks and he scoffs as she walks away.

“algo de lo que te arrepentirás,” he mumbles to himself as he turns to face you.”

“Perdóneme, could I get another por favor?” he asks as he holds the glass up as you turn to face him.

“Yea of course,” you answer as you grab his empty glass to grab him another drink.

You come back and hand it to him as he smiles at you.

“Gracias,” he thanked.

“de nada,” you answer with a smile.

You were about to turn around before he continued to speak, “You know you're a very pretty woman,” he starts, “not many bartenders look as amazing as you.

Womanizer, woman-womanizer, you're a womanizer Oh, womanizer, oh, you're a womanizer, baby You, you-you are, you, you-you are Womanizer, womanizer, womanizer (Womanizer)

“Well we come in all shapes and sizes ya know,” you answer as you put your arms on the table and lean towards him.

“Yes well it’s not everyday that they end up looking half as beautiful as you,” he flatters with a smile.

 “Yep, and it’s not everyday that a fine man like yourself gets rejected twice in the span of five minutes,” you simply state as you stand up straight and walk up to the man who came to the bar obviously wanting a drink leaving Jake speechless.

Boy don't try to front, I-I Know just, just, what you are, are-are Boy don't try to front, I-I

Know just, just, what you are, are-are

Once you're done serving that man you walk past Jake as he starts talking again making you stop to listen to him.

“Well the pretty bartender who rejected me also called me fine so that’s a win in my book,” he tries to stand up for himself from your last comment.

You scoff as you turn towards him, “Well then that’s a pretty pathetic book if you ask me,” you answer.

“Well it’s a miracle that I didn’t ask you, but thank you for your free unwanted input,” he fires back with a smile.

You laugh before you answer, “Yes I do love giving my free wisdom, especially to a poor but fairly handsome man who will be sleeping alone tonight,” you finish with a smirk.

“And you seem so sure that that’s how my night will end,” he answers as he tilts his head and squints his eyes at you.

“I am sure,” you answer with a confident smile.

“Yeah, and what if I ask the pretty bartender if I can close down the place with her?” he asks, looking at you with a fake thinking face.

“Then the pretty bartender would tell you that she leaves in an hour and won’t be here at closing time,” you answer leaning back on the bar.

“Even better, then maybe I can walk the bartender home,” he suggested, “or even better, the pretty bartender will come home with me and wake up in my bed the next day,” he offers.

You scoff and stand back up, only leaning one arm on the bar when you answer, “Well I’m sure that pretty bartender would call you crazy,” you tell him then roll your eyes.

“But the pretty bartender didn’t say no, and maybe she’ll be rolling her eyes for a different reason later tonight,” he answers smuggly.

You got me goin' (You!) You're oh so charmin' (You!) But I can't do it (You!) You womanizer Boy don't try to front, I-I Know just, just, what you are, are-are Boy don't try to front, I-I Know just, just, what you are, are-are You say I'm crazy (You!) I got your crazy (You!) You're nothing but a (You!) Womanizer

That comment made your stomach turn, yes Jake Lockely is a very fine man but you’d never give him the satisfaction of getting you in bed with him.

“Now look who seems confident,” you say with an eye roll. 

“Oh it’s not confidence,” he tells you as he takes a drink then continues, “I just know how to get a girl in bed,” he finishes.

“Yeah sure,” you answer as you walk over to serve another young lady,  trying to ignore the feeling in your core.

Daddy-O, you got the swagger of a champion Too bad for you, you just can't find the right companion I guess when you have one too many, makes it hard, it could be easy Who you are, that's just who you are, baby Lollipop, must mistake me you're the sucker To think that I would be a victim, not another Say it, play it, how you want it But no way I'm never gonna fall for you, never you, baby

 The whole time you were working your shift Jake kapt flirting with you, and Jake is very charming if you do say so yourself. But you just don’t feel comfortable having sex with a man who’s body count is like 100. Not that there's anything wrong with that but you're not gonna be just one of the many he’s had. 

“Come on, maybe you could give me your name, I mean you already know mine so it’s only fair,” Jake tries to convince.

“It’s y/n,” you answer as you give Jake another drink. You only had 20 minutes  before you got off your shift and you couldn’t wait to get outta here.

“Well,  y/n what if you just come over,” he suggests, “and once you're ready we can get in bed,” he finishes off with a smirk as he takes a drink of his beer.

“Sorry but no,” you say as you tilt your head and give him an innocent smile.

Womanizer, woman-womanizer, you're a womanizer Oh, womanizer, oh, you're a womanizer, baby You, you-you are, you, you-you are Womanizer, womanizer, womanizer (Womanizer) Boy don't try to front, I-I Know just, just, what you are, are-are Boy don't try to front, I-I Know just, just, what you are, are-are You got me goin' (You!) You're oh so charmin' (You!) But I can't do it (You!) You womanizer Boy don't try to front, I-I Know just, just, what you are, are-are Boy don't try to front, I-I Know just, just, what you are, are-are You say I'm crazy (You!) I got your crazy (You!) You're nothing but a (You!) Womanizer

 “Oh come on just give me a chance,” he asks, “I can show you some cool shit.”

“”Oh yes, I’m sure it’s the same shit you were gonna show that hot blonde you were talking to before you decided I’ll do,” you answered annoyed, it was fun at first but now it’s kind of nerve racking.

“Oh no no no, hermosa, I was only talking to her to get your attention, I see you looking at me while I’m off flirting with girls you wish you were,” he explains with a smug smile on his face.

You decided to throw him off a little bit after that considering he was being an annoying dick and you knew you wouldn't be able to shake him, “Yeah well, if I were one of the first girls you talked to than maybe, but you’re just someone who wants a woman in bed whenever they get a chance,” you answer as you lean back on the table, but coming very close to his face.

“Oh and does that bother you Querida?” he asked as he leaned in even closer, now you're only a few inches apart.

“It does,” you whisper to him.

“And why is that?” he asks in the same volume.

You smirk before you answer, “I guess I Just wanna be something you remember,” you confess.

He then smiles before answering, “Oh I’m sure you will hermosa, no one’s ever given me this much trouble.”

“Well maybe that’s a good thing,” you state as you tilt your head, “sounds like you need a challenge.”

“Well you are quite the challenge,” he answers softly as he tilts his head the opposite way, “but I'm sure resting me has been a bit of a challenge for you too.”

“I won’t deny it,” you answer just as soft as you see Jake start to lean in.

Maybe if we both lived in a different world, yeah (Womanizer, womanizer, womanizer, womanizer) It would be all good and maybe I could be your girl But I can't, 'cause we don't, you!

 You also lean in and watch Jake close his eyes and you were to until you snapped back and realized what you were doing.

You shouldn’t be doing this, guys like him don’t deserve what women give him, and you weren’t gonna be one of those women. So you pull away the last second and Jake opens his eyes confused.

“You think it’s gonna be that easy?” you ask with a s,ile and Jake scoffs.

“You have an iron will bebé,” he tells you as he takes another sip of his drink, “come on you know you want to, why not give into temptation?”

“Because I’m better than that,” you answer simply.

“Yes,” he pauses before he continues, “and I’m better than the type who gives up,” he answers with another smile which makes you roll your eyes.

“Y/n,” your boss calls for you, “you’re free to go,” he informs you as he walks away.

“Welp,” you say as you look back over to Jake, “That’ll be $3.98, and I gotta go,” you say as Jake hands you the money and chugs the drink.

“I’ll walk you home,” he tells you, and it seems he wasn’t asking.

“Jake,” you sigh, “I’m not-”

“Oh no no no,” Jake interrupts you, “I’m not gonna try and get you in bed, it’s as a thank you for the challenge,” he explains as you nod.

Womanizer, woman-womanizer, you're a womanizer Oh, womanizer, oh, you're a womanizer, baby You, you-you are, you, you-you are Womanizer, womanizer, womanizer (Womanizer) Boy don't try to front, I-I Know just, just, what you are, are-are Boy don't try to front, I-I Know just, just, what you are, are-are You got me goin' (You!) You're oh so charmin' (You!) But I can't do it (You!) You womanizer Boy don't try to front, I-I Know just, just, what you are, are-are Boy don't try to front, I-I Know just, just, what you are, are-are You say I'm crazy (You!) I got your crazy (You!) You're nothing but a (You!) Womanizer Boy don't try to front, I-I Know just, just, what you are, are-are Boy don't try to front, I-I Know just, just, what you are, are-are Womanizer, woman-womanizer, you're a womanizer Oh, womanizer, oh, you're a womanizer, baby

 As you walk out of the bar Jake wraps an arm around you and you choose to just ignore it instead of telling him to back off.

“Just so you know I’m not giving up,” he tells you

“Oh I know,”  you answer with a laugh, “so where are you gonna go after you drop me off, or how are you gonna find another girl?” you ask.

“I’m not,” he answers simply, “I’m not talking to any other girls until I get to have you,” he explains.

“Wow, for some reason I kinda believe that,” you tell him.

“Well you should because I’m being completely honest.”

You just stay quiet as you walk until you hear Jake talk again.

“And just so you know, even though I’ve never slept with you, I can already tell you the best,” he tries to explain, “and don’t ask me how I know but something telling me that you're gonna be worth the challenge,”he finishes.

“Wow Mr.Lockley, you sure know how to charm a lady,” you jokingly say.

“Well every word is true mi vida,” he simply states.

You have no clue why but you feel like Jake is being 100% honest, you’ve heard him flirt with tons of women but he’s never talked to any of them the way he talked to you, and something inside you was telling you to trust him. Not have sex with him but at least get to know him. You were getting close to your house so you had to ask him now.

“Jake,” you start as you turn to him, “I’m very free next Saturday, and if you're very free then you could give me your number and figure out what we should do that Saturday,” you suggest.

Jake just smiles and gives you a piece of paper, “well that’s great because I thought I’d have to be bored all day that Saturday, and I thought I’d be a whole different challenge to give you this,” he hands you the piece of paper that has his name on it and you gladly take it.

“Well, my place is right there so it looks like I’ll see you Saturday,” you say with a smile.

“It seems so,” he agrees then pulls you in to give you a kiss on the forehead, “buenas noches y dulces sueños mi amor,” he says to your forehead before he pulls away.

“Goodnight Jake,” you say as you pull away and give him a real kiss on the lips this time. 

As you pull away you explain, “an apology for earlier,” you explain as you walk into your building, leaving Jake behind on the sidewalk with a love drunk smile.

#jake lockely #jake lockely x reader #Moon Knight #moon boys #moon knight x reader #moon boys x reader #moon knight fluff #marvel

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PLEASE REBLOG THIS EVERYONE WHO CAN NEEDS TO SE THIS

I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:

IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.

1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.

2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.

3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”

4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”

5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.

TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.

Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.

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The Hot One

You're that one hunk that EVERYONE has a crush on. Your wit and charm is known to make fangirls faint, and half of the entire fandom's thirst posts are about you. You could eat a cookie and everyone would lose their shit. Congrats, dude.

NEW CHALLENGE

1. FIRST, create a picrew using this maker, and then 2. SECOND take this quiz on how fandom would see you if you were a fictional character.  3 (THIRD) POST YOUR PIC AND YOUR DESCRIPTION IN THE REBLOG!

Bastard (Good)

You’re a bastard. A wet cat, if you will. And we love you for it. You’re a little shit, but in the good way. You are the baddest babygirl. You killed a man, but you looked good doing it. You flirted with the hero and the enemy. All of Tumblr is madly in love with you. Congrats, I guess?

Tagging EVERYONE but especially @magicaltear, @the-beeses-kneeses, @wafflesrisa, @mykingdomforapen, @marbat, @scientistsinistral, @halberdierminister​!

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Hey this is for my best friend… you can Steven grant x reader that the reader has insecurities for his body and Steven tells her how wonderful it is?

(gif not mine)

Author's note (PLEASE READ ALL OF THIS): Annon, please tell your friend that he or she is perfect the way they are. Society over the years has put labels on pretty and ugly. When really there is no such thing as ugly in my eyes. No one is ugly and everyone is perfect just the way they are because that's the way they were made, even if you don't believe in god like me, I think everything happens for a reason and there is a reason why you were given the body you have. So if your reading this and you feel down about yourself just remember that the people who think they’re ugly, are actually the most gorgeous people on this Earth.

Warnings: none really :)

Parring: Mostly Steven Grant x reader but also Marc Spector x reader and Jake Lockely x reader.

Summary: You're feeling a bit bad about your appearance but Steven is there to help you out

You couldn’t stop. Everyday without fail you seem to always spend more than 30 minutes looking at yourself in the mirror. Your curves, your breast and butt size, there was so much you wished to change about your body and you didn’t know why. You’ve always been like this, for as long as you could remember you hated your appearance. You have no clue why and you wished you could change the way you see yourself. 

You were still in front of the mirror when your boyfriend Steven walked through the door, you’ve been dating for a year now and you just moved in with him a week ago and you couldn’t be happier, he was perfect. Kind, a little socially awkward but that made him really cute in your eyes. Not only that but he was very attractive.

You would always go through phases of feeling this overwhelming feeling of fake confidence, it would last for up to a week or a few days, then it disappeared faster than it came. And then you’d get phases where you really felt down on yourself and your self-hatred would multiply by 100.

This was one of those times.

Steven pays attention to absolutely everything you do. He’s made mental notes about how you smile, the way your eyebrows furrow when you are confused, fases that you usually repeat in conversation. He pays attention to what you usually wear and the colors that look good one you and colors you like wearing. And he knew your body better than you do. Every curve, edge, and corner of your body and he loved all of it. He studies you like he’ll be tested in a week on everything about you. So he definitely caught on to the way you’d only wear hoodies or his clothes that looked huge on you, he also sees the sweats and baggy jeans you just started wearing. And whenever he suggests that you wear something a little more skin tight you always push away the idea and put on the baggiest clothes you own. And it’s not that Steven wants you to wear whatever he thinks you should, god no. To be honest Steven thinks you look amazing in anything you wear, it could be the ugliest outfit in the world but he’d still think you look amazingly stunning. It’s just that you’ve been off, you always look at yourself in the mirror for long periods of time, he does too…but he’s usually talking to someone. 

He’s worried about you and you know it. You’ve been trying to hide it and make it seem like everythings fine but it’s Steven, you can’t hide anything from him.

“Whatcha up to love?” He asks as he walks up behind you. He wraps his hand around your stomach and looks at you through the mirror. And you can’t help but compare. He’s so handsome and attractive, he shouldn't be with you, there are much prettier women out there who deserve him more than you do.

But that’s not how Steven saw it at all. In Steven, Marc and Jake’s eyes, you were the most beautiful women they’ve ever seen. You are absolutely gorgeous.

“Nothin much,” you stated as you turned to him, “just waiting for you” you said as you wrapped your arms around his neck and brought him close for a hug which he happily leaned in to bring you close.

Steven was still worried, this was the 5th time he’s walked in and you were staring at yourself in the mirror. All of the boys were worried.

“Ask her what’s wrong Steven,” Marc suggested from Steven’s mind. Steven obviously went to talk to Marc and Jake when he suspected that you were hiding something from them.

Steven didn’t want to pry into the things you didn’t wanna talk about but he was too worried, he needed to know if you felt off or upset with anything. He’s new at the whole relationship thing so he’s learning as he goes. He doesn;t wanna mess anything up with you two, he loves you too much to let himself lose you. But he also wants you to talk to him, he wants to know everything about you, he wants to help you through the good and the bad of everything.

“Love,” he starts off as he pulls away, “me, Marc, and Jake are a little worried about you, is there anything that’s bothering you? Maybe appearance wise?”

“No,” you immediately lied. You never liked to talk to others about your self view. It was your problem and it didn’t really concern anyone but you. And it was always so hard to explain to people why you felt the way yo9u did because you didn’t know why you hated yourself.

“eso es una maldita mentira,” Jake spoke up. He doesn’t really talk much or pay attention when he’s in the head space but he wanted to get to the bottom of this.

Steven also knows it was a lie, he knows everything about you, even how you lie.

“Love please don’t lie,” Steven begged in a pleading voice, “I don't want to pry, and I understand if you don’t want to talk, but can you please just tell me that and not lie, please?”

You hated doing this. You really didn’t want to talk about this, just not yet. But you also didn't want Steven to worry about you, about this.

“Look Steven,” you started as you placed your hands on his cheek, which he took in his own hands, “There is something, but I don’t think I’m ready to talk about it just yet.”

Steven nodded in agreement, he understood that you really didn’t want to talk and that you would when you're ready and he respected that. You were like Marc in that sense, you didn’t like talking about your feelings and when you did you’d feel uncomfortable. Which is why none of the boys judged you for your dissection. But they could make you feel better until you were ready to talk.

“Okay love, We’ll always be here when you're ready,” Steven agreed.

This was one of the many reasons you loved your moon boys. They always did whatever made you comfortable and happy and you couldn’t be more grateful for the three of them. “Thank you so much Steven, I love you.”

“I love you more dove,” He answered as he kissed your hand, then he turned the both of you to face the mirror, “just know that you are perfect, your skin is so soft and beautiful, your eyes are such a pretty color and shape, your torso is such a beautiful shape, you truly are the most beautiful women that the three of us have ever seen love,” he finished by kissing your cheek as you looked at him through the mirror.

Even though you still didn’t believe everything they told you, you had this fuzzy feeling in your heart. Maybe one day you’d see what they see. A beautiful, smart, and bright young woman. And until then they’d keep reminding you that you are absolutely perfect just the way you are.

Because the people who think they’re ugly, are actually the most gorgeous people on this Earth.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

#marc spector #jake lockely #steven grant #jake lockely x reader #steven grant x reader #marc spector x reader #moon knight x reader #moon knight #moon boys #marvel #fluff #moon boys x reader #moon knight fluff

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Me on vacation listening to some stranger play music

 Stranger: *plays womanizer by Britney Spears

Also Me: I am so gonna write a Jake Lockely fic about this song

Expect it soon :)

#Moon Knight #moon boys #moon knight x reader #moon boys x reader #jake lockely #jake lockely x reader #marvel #marc spector x reader #marc spector #Steven Grant #steven grant x reader

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When  the Moon boy’s and Y/n meet Sharon

POV: Marc’s passed is brought up

Sharon Carter being sarcastic: Well you know your trauma only makes you stronger. So you should be happy that all that happened to you.

Marc who is obviously not amused: Yea..um well-

Y/n: HE WAS 8 YEARS OLD SHARON! THE ONLY THING THAT SHOULD’VE BEEN MAKING HIM STRONGER WAS VEGETABLES AND MILK!

Marc:...

Steven:...

Khonshu:...

Jake: ¿Alguien más está realmente excitado en este momento?

#jake lockely #jake lockely x reader #marc spector x reader #marc spector #Steven Grant #steven grant x reader #Khonshu #Moon Knight #moon boys #moon knight x reader #moon boys x reader #marvel

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Remember Me

(gif not mine)

Parring: Tom!Peter Parker x reader

Summary: After what happened, Peter needs to find a way to get you back.

Warnings: Cursing and that should be it :)

One week. It’s been one week since there were 3 spider-men in New York. And ever since then  there’s been this one dude who comes in at the same time everyday to buy a coffee from you.

But it’s only from you.

You’ve asked your co-workers about him and they all say he only comes in when your at work.

And every time you see him he’s so nervous. It’s like he needs to tell you something but he’s scared.

What this something is you have no clue.

But that’s not the weird part. The weird part is he’s so familiar, like you’ve known him before and it’s bothering you. But you have no clue from where. Maybe in a past life, maybe in a different universe he’s your soulmate and you’re happily married with three kids, you don’t know. But the name is so familiar.

Peter Parker.

You asked your friends MJ and Ned if they knew him and they both said no.

“Do either of you know that guy?” you asked as you pointed to the man who’s name is apparently Peter as he walked out. But not after giving you one final look.

“Um No, don’t know him from anywhere,” MJ answered.

“I feel like I do but I can’t think from where,” Ned answers as he looks at you and your eyes widen.

“Same!” you exclaim, “It’s like I’ve seen him in my dreams or something.”

“Well you know what that means,” MJ said as she smirked to you and Ned.

“What does what mean?” Ned asked.

“You didn’t know that if you see a random stranger in your dreams they are either a good friend you’ll meet in the future,” she pauses, “Or your soulmate.”

“No way!” you argue as you get up to serve another customer, “That’s just a fake story.”

After that day you couldn’t get this guy out of your mind. It was even weirder that Ned says that he knows he knew the guy but he doesn’t know from where. After a while MJ confesses and says that he looks familiar to her too. So now all three of you were sure you knew this guy but didn’t know from where.

And here he was again, 7:30 in the morning, and he was here for his coffee. Only this time you were determined to find out who the hell this guy was.

“Hello Mr. Parker,” you greeted him with a smile, “Same as always for you today?”

“Um, yea, yep same as always,” He answered shyly. That was another thing that was really weird about him, he was always so shy, even though this is like the 100th time you’ve seen him.

As you waited for the coffee to brew you decided to ask some questions.

“Okay, so I’m sorry for asking and I’m sorry if I make this weird,” you started as you looked down at the table and continued, “but you seem so familiar and it’s been bothering me. Do we- well, do we know each other?” you finally asked.

“Um...” he started, it was like h was thinking, “Yea I think we do um, I went to Midtown High School, maybe I know you from there?” he suggested.

“Yea, yea I went there,” you answered with a wide smile and he gave you one just as big, “we must have had some classes together, or maybe I’ve seen you in the halls. It’s so weird because you’d think I’d remember your name,” you joked.

“Uh- yea, yes, I think we could’ve had gym together,” he continued.

And then you saw something, it was like a flashing memory that was lost in the deep abyss of your brain. You were with Peter in the gym...

“Okay, if you like this girl that bad ask her out,” you encouraged as Peter did sit ups in front of you.

“Yea but like...” he paused, as if he was thinking of a response to get him out of this, “no just no,” he ended up answering.

“Come on Parker, you’ll never know if you’d even have a shot with this girl unless you try,” you argued.

“Yea well you don’t know who she is,” he snapped back.

“Okay then tell me!” you exclaimed, “You told Ned, and I know you told MJ too, why am I being left out on this secret, do you not trust me?” you asked, a little hurt by the possibility that Peter doesn’t trust you with his secrets.

“No no, Y/n I trust you,” he tried to assure you, “it’s just that this person is close to you and I don’t wanna make things weird.”

“Well-” Before you could go on Ned walked up and interrupted you, “Okay look Y/n,” he started, “Peter trusts you it’s just that he’s not ready to tell you, but he’s thinking about what he think would be best for you and that’s all a friend can really ask.”

“Yea, he’ll tell you when everyone’s ready, don’t worry about it you’ll find out,” MJ added as she walked up behind Ned.

“Yea okay,” you agreed with MJ and Ned, “sorry for pushing you Peter, just tell me as soon as you can please?” you asked as you looked over to Peter.

“Of course Y/n.”

Then you were back. The quick memory replayed a bit before stopping, you looked dizzy and Peter looked worried.  

“You okay?” Peter asked with concern.

“Yeah yeah, I’m fine,” you answered with a smile, “I just remembered that we did have gym class together,” you didn’t wanna get into details because you had no idea where that memory came from.

“Wait, you remember seeing me in gym class?” He asked shocked.

“Um, Yea, why?” you asked a bit confused, then you heard the coffee pot ding and tell you the coffee was ready so you turned around to grab it.

“Well um, we also had Math, together,” he confessed,  “I think I tutored you.”

When you turned around to face him you gave him a confused look, “Tutor, hmmm I think I did have a tutor but I can’t remember if it was you...”

And then another memory came rushing back to you and hit you like a train.

“Okay so, you did good but it’d wrong because you dropped a negative here,” Peter pointed at the number 2 that indeed had to be a negative and indeed was the reason you got that question wrong.

“Omg. I though I was getting better at that!” you complained as you erased all your work to start over.

“You are, trust me,” Peter said as he turned to face you, you two were sitting on your bellies on your bed working on homework, “you used to always drop negatives but this is the first one you’ve dropped in the past 7 questions.”

“Yea but this is why I always fail,” you argued.

“Well I am Professor Parker and his students never fail,” he joked.

“Well Professor Parker I have a complaint,” you said with a smile.

“Oh really and what is that?” Peter asked as he playfully pouted.

“My Professor is to hot and I can’t concentrate, it’s affecting my grade,” you continued to joke.

“Oh well I’m sorry but there is nothing I can do for you,” Peter said as he shook his head, “you’ll have to deal with Professor Parker because we are very short staffed.”

“Oh okay professor Parker,” you nodded while laughing and he joined in as well.

“Well let’s get this done,” Peter said as he faced the Paper once more.

“Wait before we start again I need a kiss,” you proposed and Peter laughed”

“Okay well then,” Peter said as he leaned in and pressed his lips to yours.

Peter was always so soft, kissing him was like kissing a feather and it was perfect every time.

He pulled away and smiled down at you, “Let me make you a deal,” he suggested.

“What kinda deal Parker?” you questioned.

“For every question you get right you earn a kiss,” he smiled down at you while he spoke.

“Okay deal but I already have 7 questions done and right so you owe me 7 kisses right now,” you playfully ordered.

“Well then looks like I better pay my dept,” he said as he leaned in.

And again you’re back. You have no idea where these are coming from but you kinda like them. You would be lying if you didn’t say that the man in front of you was quite handsome. But you didn’t know where all this was coming from, you didn’t know why you couldn’t remember him. You were so confused and you needed answers.

“Okay I think I know you but I don’t remember you,” you just flat out confessed. You had no time to beat around the bush you wanted answers now.

“Excuse me?” He asked slightly shocked.

“Why don’t I remember you more clearly, I mean from what I do remember we were close, maybe even dating!” you confessed.

“Okay wait so you really remember me?” He asked with hope in his tone. What the hell was going on???

“Yea kinda,” you told him annoyed, “but do you know why my memories are all fucked up?”

“You know I think I do,” he confessed as he came closer to the counter.

“Hey lady, gibe the man his coffee there’s a line!” some random guy behind Peter shouted clearly annoyed.

“Oh, yes sorry for the wait sir!” you shouted back with an apologetic smile.

“Okay okay, I can’t tell you here but if you meet me at 7 o'clock tonight right outside here I’ll tell you everything and buy you ice cream,” he offered.

You thought about it, 7pm wasn’t late so he probably doesn’t wanna kill you, and you’ll bring your peeper spray. Oh what the hell!

“Okay, tonight at 7, I’ll see you there,” you agreed as you handed him his coffee.

“Okay thank you, um how much for this,” he asked as he reached into his pocket.

“It’s on the house, just meet me here please,” you told him with begging eyes.

“Oh o-okay thanks, and I will meet you here I promise,” he told you as he walked out.

Okay what did you get yourself into?

LIKE FOR PART TWO!!!!!!!!

#peter parker #peter parker x reader #spider-man #spider-man x reader #Spider-Man no way home #marvel

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hey sorry if a bothering you can

writing How will the moonboys react if they learn that the reader is a US agent and works with Sharon of Sam Wilson?

I'm loving this idea of being Sam's friend and being with the moon boys.

Warnings: Brings up sex like twice. (Let me know if i missed anything) 

STEVEN

When Steven finds out your a US agent he has a million questions.

"How long have you been doing this?" "Am I not supposed to know about your job?" "Will I be able to help you if somethings to dangerous?"

He's really interested in your work because he's never heard anything like it.

But he is worried, he doesn't want you getting hurt during a mission of yours.

He's stalked the place up with first aid kits just in case you get hurt.

Steven is a little jealous of Sam though

He doesn't like how close you two are, and he knows that Sam being your partner for most of your missions will create some sort of bond between you guys but it still bothers him.

Sometimes he'll create little competitions between the two of them to make him look better.

But you can always see when he's jealous so your always there to remind him that your theirs and no one else.

MARC

Marc doesn't like your job at all.

He tries not to be too hypocritical because he also has a dangerous job but the last thing he wanted was for you to have a life anything like his.

That's one of all the boy's insecurities, the fact that they can't give you a normal life because of what they do.

Marc tried really hard to keep you away from that life, so he was a little pissed when he found out you were lying about your job.

He did come around soon enough and he was just like Steven, he just wanted you to be safe.

As for Sam, Marc doesn't really know how he feels about Sam.

Yes, Sam has saved his ass a few times and he always did what was right and Marc respected that.

But the only reason he disliked him even a little was how he treated you.

It was like you were a couple, Marc felt like a third wheel so he just let you two have your moments.

But you'd deferentially see him all alone and know exactly what was wrong so you'd spent the rest of the day all over Marc

And he'd never admit it but he loves it.

JAKE

Jake knew something was up with you the moment he met you.

He just had a feeling, of course he trusted you and loved you deeply but he just had this hunch....like you had a past.

As for Sam Jake's a fan.

He doesn't know why he doesn't dislike Sam like the other two, Sam just gave him a vibe so they never really talked to each other.

He knows that you’d never cheat on him but he will have to punish you if you start flirting with Sam to make him jealous.

When you told him what you did he was the happiest out of the three

Jake Lockely will never not surprise you.

He loved watching you kick ass, it was sexy to him.

Whenever you came home all hurt he’d always want to front.

Jake never fronted but with you he’d fight Steven and Marc for control.

Especially when your hurt, Jake is the most overprotective out of all of them.

Yes, he loves the fact that you can kick ass but if he can get you out of going on a mission he’ll use every excuse in the book.

He wants you safe at home.

And even if you do go on a mission without him he’ll be watching you just to make sure you won’t need help.

And when you do gt hurt he wants to be the one to fix you up.

Not because he’s good a comforting but he’s that one who usually gets the most hurt out of the three of them.

He’s always taking care of his wounds so he always wants to see yours to make sure they get patched up right and they’re not too bad.

#jake lockely #jake lockely x reader #marc spector #marc spector x reader #Steven Grant #steven grant x reader #Moon Knight #moon boys #moon knight x reader #moon boys x reader #marvel

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Marc trying to ask Y/n out

Marc: I love you

Steven: No that’s too soon

Jake: We met this girl this afternoon, Okay fuck

Steven: She’s looking scared

Jake: Maybe like shoulda came prepared

Steven: With a poem? A haiku? Maybe a hug?

Marc: Ya know, I could’ve killed you and hid you with a rug

Marc, Steven, Jake: WHAT THE FUCK!?

#Moon Knight #moon boys #moon knight x reader #moon boys x reader #marvel #marc spector #marc spector x reader #Steven Grant #steven grant x reader #jake lockely #jake lockely x reader