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darilaros (princess) │ Chapter 1: Sunrise

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Chapter 1 │Chapter 2 │Chapter 3 │Chapter 4 │Chapter 5 │Chapter 6 │Chapter 7 │Chapter 8 (COMPLETE!)

Synopsis: Queen Aemma brings a new child into the world—you. As the second daughter of King Viserys, you experience firsthand what it means to belong to the House of the Dragon.

Hello, everyone! Welcome to the very first instalment of this series, featuring baby!Babey and teen-uncle!Daemon! This prologue will be the only Daemon POV of this instalment (or at least that is my current plan), and there will be several time jumps in keeping with canon. Please keep in mind that, as canon diverges around Episode 5/6 in this series, much of what occurs in the show will also occur as-is here, so don’t expect anything particularly innovative in terms of plot, lol. I’m hoping this will be an opportunity to establish Babey as a firm part of the storyline in a manner that is a little less ambiguous, and will also serve to provide more wholesome Babey/Daemon interactions to foreground their later shift. A couple things: there will be NO ROMANCE in this fic, because Babey is a child. Ew. There may be mentions of romance between other characters, but this story will be told firmly through Babey’s eyes and thus events are limited to her own interpretations.

Anyway! Enough from me - on with the show!

TRIGGERS: mentions of miscarriage/stillbirth, mentions of childbirth trauma, blood.

“And so it was that, in the summer of 109 AC, Queen Aemma took once again to her childbed, remaining there for near two days for what would be a difficult and taxing labour. In the early hours of the morning, King Viserys and his lady wife welcomed a living babe—but not the babe they expected. The arrival of a second daughter took both by surprise, for they had come to believe the child in the Queen’s belly had been their longed-for son. It was nonetheless announced that the Queen had been delivered of a healthy girl, and a great relief was struck up across the Realm, the bells of King’s Landing being rung from dawn to dusk and the people gathering on the streets in praise of their new Princess.”

- ‘Fire and Blood: Being a History of the Targaryen Kings of Westeros’ by Archmaester Gyldayn

It's quiet this time, he thinks. No snivelling midwives, no wailing… A good thing, surely.

Still. The silence, in all of its peculiarity, is unnerving. After the last occasion—the frenetic activity bustling up and down the halls, the yelling, the sound of Aemma’s screams, the stench of blood thickening in his nostrils as he stepped forth to take his first and last view of the purple, unmoving babe in the cradle he would never outgrow—the absence of sound seems almost foreboding. Should he not hear the child cry? Should he not be within by now? He would venture to knock on the door, but he dare not risk disturbing this fragile peace—especially if it is not fated to remain so.

Thus, Daemon Targaryen, eighteen summers of age and the King’s very own brother, waits in his seat opposite the entry to the Queen’s chambers as he has done for hours. And, as he sits, he prays.

Well—not pray, exactly. He’d have to believe in gods to do that. But, should a higher power exist, it cannot hurt to lend his own voice to the masses that even now attempt to muster enough mercy to grant the survival of his cousin and the child she has worked so hard to bring forth these past moons. Let them live, he urges, pressing the thought out into the air around him, into the sky far above the Keep. Let them both live.

“Any news?”

Daemon snaps to attention, head tilting automatically to the intruder. He suppresses a sneer. Now is not the time.

“Nothing,” he says, taking care to keep his tone even.

Otto Hightower sighs. “Well”—the Hand of the King moves closer, towering over Daemon with his hands clasped behind his back—“no news is good news, I hope.”

“Hm.” He’ll not dignify that with a response.

Hightower’s eyes narrow in on him. “There is no need to sound quite so downtrodden, Prince Daemon. I am sure the King will find some use for you… now that you are no longer his heir.”

He knows what the man is after. A display of anger, perhaps—maybe even hot-headed insistence on his part that his position stands as it has since Viserys won the throne, that the child is dead, that the Lord has every reason to fear him still. He won’t give him the satisfaction, though. If his brother ventures out to see Daemon once again railing at his most trusted advisor…

Daemon’s desire to meet his nephew outweighs his need to put this upstart in his place.

“Never fear, Otto.” He smiles, lips stretched wide with too much teeth, threatening more than welcoming. “I’ll always have a place by Viserys’s side. I am his brother. And you…” He looks the man up and down. Even now, the pin of the Hand is attached to the cunt’s lapel like a sycophantic badge of honour, gleaming in the golden torchlight. “What are you, exactly?”

Hightower’s jaw clenches. “I am the Hand of the Ki—”

“For now,” Daemon says, a smug half-smirk playing at the very corners of his mouth. “Don’t forget that. For now.”

What he doesn’t say is plain to read upon his face. One day, he’ll understand. One day, he’ll see you for what you really are. A leech, one who latches onto power and drains those who truly wield it dry.

The reminder makes Otto pale. “I—”

The door creaks open, the flushed face of one Viserys Targaryen appearing in the space between wood and frame. “Daemon.”

Daemon rises. “Is—how is—” He cannot get the fucking words out.

His brother grins. “Aemma is well, and the babe is healthy.”

He lets out a relieved breath, surprised to discover exactly how tense he had been since the messenger had roused him from sleep at the hour of the owl. That tension releases itself with the air he pushes from his lungs, his shoulders sagging from the freedom of it. Suddenly, his eyes no longer feel so wide, so fear-bright, and fatigue sets in. He is tired. But first—

“May I see him?” he asks.

At that, Viserys pauses, whatever he had intended to say to Otto left unfinished. He clears his throat, all joy fleeing his face. “Ah… About that.”

“Is the boy… crippled?” The Hand’s voice is hushed, apprehensive.

“No, no!” Viserys insists, shaking his head. “Only… she is small, quiet. Nothing at all like Rhaenyra was.”

“A girl? But Runciter was so certain!” Otto says, mouth parted in shock.

Runciter’s a fucking fool. Anyone who sets stock by his theories ought to be burned alive, Daemon thinks, rolling his eyes. He’d never liked maesters—any of them, least of all the doddering fuckwits appointed to the vaunted station of Grand Maester. That Runciter had gotten this wrong is hardly surprising. None of them seem to know what they are doing.

He pushes around his brother and leaves him to his latest inanity, moving onward to where his newest niece lay.

The Queen’s chambers are stifling, unbearably hot, the windows closed tight and the fires blazing in spite of the warmth already pervading the early hours of the morn. Another ridiculous notion, he suspects, though whether it be Westerosi custom or Targaryen superstition, he knows not. Perhaps dragonbabes can only be born into the fire they are made from.

Last time he was here, Aemma had been gaunt, eyes red-rimmed and near hysterical from the passing of her first, her only son. She’d laid weeping in her bloodied shift still, bedraggled hair sticking to slick skin as she’d mourned the child, insensate to kind words or reason from any who had approached her. Eventually, Viserys had demanded all who were not the blood of the dragon to remove themselves from the room. Together, he and Daemon had borne Aemma from her childbed, had taken her to the bath still waiting, had disposed of the last markers of gloom and tragedy marring the space.

Only those of Valyrian blood should ever bear witness to weakness from one of their own. Only those of Valyrian blood could ever understand the magnitude of such a loss. Their line had been dying out since the Doom—every death since only ever added salt to the wound.

What Daemon walks into this time is different. So very, very different.

Aemma is gaunt still, overcome by weariness, no doubt sapped greatly by the trials of such long labour. Shadows carve deep hollows beneath her eyes, skeletal, made almost sinister by the flicker of dim light, and her mouth is pale and cracked. Yet, there is naught but a buoyant sort of lightness adorning her face, shining more brilliantly than a crown ever could.

The chamber bears none of that ominous atmosphere that pervaded that night, instead filled with the heady scent of frankincense clogging each breath he draws, earthy smoke settling warm in his gut. The sheets are clean. The midwives calm. The Grand Maester, asleep in the chair by the fire.

And, in the Queen’s arms, the smallest wrapped bundle he has ever seen.

“Is that…” He swallows, dazed and speechless.

His cousin beams. “Come,” she says. “Come and meet her.”

Wordlessly, he approaches, taking care to make his footfalls light so as not to disturb the delicate creature enshrined in a mother’s embrace. As he draws close, he sees that the babe is not asleep as he had thought. Instead, open eyes look upward, deep dark indigo with the merest hint of lilac-violet-amethyst, the promise of Old Valyria in that muzzy, unfocused gaze.

This is the moment he meets you.

Aemma graciously accepts his silent question, relinquishing you to your uncle with naught but a gentle sigh and a stroke to the cheek. So little are you that you settle easily into the line of his arm, head to the crook of his elbow and rump to his cupped hand, light enough that it would be easy to forget you are even there. You let out a soft bleat, feet kicking beneath your swaddling—but that is all. For when that blue-nearly-purple stare shifts, locking with his, you fall silent, still. And so does he.

You are beautiful.

Of course you are. Viserys is hardly the handsomest of men, and Aemma comely enough though of no great noteworthiness, but their firstborn is about as lovely as any girl of nine summers can be. Your sister.

Gods, he thinks. Rhaenyra, an elder sister. The very notion of his spoiled little niece playing such a part seems unwittingly hilarious in this moment. She will not like being made to share her mama and papa—her uncle—with you.

Right now, that is irrelevant. His attention returns to the slope of your nose, the rosebud bloom of your lips, the blush of your rounded cheeks, tracking the near ethereal features of your face with a delicate fingertip. Newborns are dreadful looking things, usually, squished and red and misshapen. You look like a painting, or a doll made by the finest artisans, a sculpture rendered by magic rather than mortal hands. He wonders if it is love for you—and it is love, he has no doubt of that, for his love of family is perhaps the one true redeeming quality he possesses—that blinds him to any imperfection, or if you really are as lovely as you seem.

“What will you name her?” he asks, smoothing the cloths off your fragile little head to take the briefest peek at your scalp. Ah—there it is. Targaryen silver. With an Arryn for a mother, one could never be certain.

“Rhaenyra’s insisted on naming her sister Visenya.”

Daemon glances toward the foot of the bed. Viserys has returned, absent of his loyal hound, drawing near without his notice.

He snorts. “How very like her.” ‘Tis true; Rhaenyra has always been fixated on stories of the Conqueror and his wives, in particular forming a fascination for the elder of Aegon’s Queens. It is a powerful name. A warrior’s name. He frowns. “A fine name—but not for this little thing.”

Visenya is anger and retribution; violence and chaos; death and destruction. Daemon can find nothing of the sort in you. Every part of you—from the tips of your fuzzed palewhite hair to the petite softness of your wiggly little feet—seems fit for a destiny of another kind. One of peace, of calm, of joy and goodness.

Aemma hums an agreement, wholly preoccupied with gazing at her newest child. “If she were a son, her name would be Baelon.”

“Hm.” Viserys steps forward, palm brushing featherlight across your side as he passes to sit by his wife. “Baelon and Visenya. Those are the names we had prepared. But alas, Baelon was not to be. And Visenya is not… right.”

Daemon stands, bringing you a scant few steps toward the window. Dawn is approaching. The sky has relinquished the darkness of night, and there, on the horizon, the faintest of ambers illuminates the locus where the heavens and the earth meet, silhouetting the city below. As he watches the sun rise, he just barely hears the staff behind him make their final exits, awash in a rustle of equipment and a hush of words offered to their mistress and exultant ruler.

A tiny noise below draws his interest. Your eyelids have drooped, soft lashes framing lavender lids that sweep across the skin of your cheeks. When he dips his finger into the parting of your mouth, you begin to suckle at him, reflex rather than need.

“What would you call her?” Aemma asks after seconds, minutes, hours. He turns, brow arched in surprise. She seems genuinely curious, though she is admittedly not one for mean-spirited japes as it is. His cousin has always valued his opinion more than his brother ever had, even if was she who had forced his bitch of a wife upon him. “If you could,” she adds, “what name would you give her?”

He looks to Viserys, wordlessly asking for permission. A dip of the chin is his response. Letting loose a soft grunt, he peers down at his small charge.

Visenya is too fierce. Gael too glum. Too many fucking ‘Rhae’ names, so no Rhaenys. Daella too bland, Saera too provocative, Alysanne too common.

And then, he thinks upon it. The perfect name. Your name. When he says it aloud, he is met with a shine in Aemma’s eyes, a gleam in Viserys’s grin.

“That is it,” the King says, nodding decisively. “That is what we shall call her.” Rising, he comes forward to clap Daemon on the shoulder lightly, hand warm even through the layers of his shirt and coat. “Thank you, brother.”

“Your Grace,” he murmurs, tipping his head.

There is a tightening in his chest, the sort of feeling that threatens to stop his heart from the depth of his own enduring emotion. As Viserys makes his way to the door to deliver the announcement—to proclaim your birth, to order the ringing of the bells, to declare your name for the entire world to hear and know—Daemon gazes down at you.

“What do you think, sweetling?” He says your name again.

This time, he swears that you smile back at him.

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miss-celestial-being · 1 month

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jake peralta going on a blind date that boyle set up but she’s actually completely his type

literally the love of my life tysm for the request

"No. No. No. No. No. No. No. And did I mention, no!" Jake says exasperatedly. "You see, I knew you would say that which is why I already set up the date with her." Charles rebuttals. He tells him your name as he taps rhythmically on Jake's desk. "She's thirty-two, she loves herself some Tay-Tay, and her favorite soup is crab bisque. I met her in my hot goat yoga class." "Ew, what." "Yeah, I'm hearing how that sounds now. But still, I think you'd like her. Who knows, by the end of the night you may just be smushing booties." Jake groans, "God, Boyle, don't say smushing booties." "Right, yeah, yep," He picks up the file from Jake's desk, turning to the man as he walks away, "Shaw's Bar, 8 o'clock."

Charles turns back around and bumps into Terry as he walks to his desk. He groans as he crushes his yogurt cup in his hand, "Damnnit, Boyle." "Sorry," He says as he backs toward the exit of the bullpen. He rapidly clicks the close button once inside the elevator, evading Terry's angry gaze. "Jake sighs as he looks back at his computer.

"So, hot date tonight, huh?" Amy asks as she leans around their computers to smirk smugly at him. "Uhm, no. I'm not going," He says, his eyes not leaving the screen as he types mindlessly. "What? Why not? Charles says she's perfect for you." "Exactly: Charles thinks she's perfect for me. Knowing him she's either some hot goat yoga-loving freak, or-" "Or actually perfect for you. I think you should give it a shot. I mean, you're constantly complaining about how horribly dull your love life is," Jake frowns, "Hey, now, I wouldn't say horrible dull-" "Yes you would, and you have. Now no more fighting, you have a date to get ready for." Jake looks at the time at the bottom right corner of his monitor and sighs, "All right, fine. But when this all goes to total shit, I'm blaming you." Amy rolls her eyes with a grin and opens the next file from her stack as Jake makes his way to the elevator.

The bell rings as Jake opens the door to Shaw's Bar, his free hand shoved in his jacket pocket. The warm, boozy bar air fills his nostrils as he steps toward the bar, the glass door closing slowly behind him. He looks around the bar, hoping to instantly recognize the mystery woman, to no avail.

The bell rings again as Jake asks Hank for an orange soda on the rocks. The bartender sighs exhaustedly as he pulls the Crush can out of the mini fridge from behind the bar. "Jake?" A voice asks as someone taps him on the shoulder. He turns around, and his mouth opens and closes like a fish as his brain short-circuits. "Or not?" You laugh awkwardly, "I'm really sorry about this, I was told someone would be here, but it looks like he stood me up." You sit one chair over at the bartop, sighing as you rest your chin on your fist.

"Hi," Jake says as he hold out his hand, "I'm Jake." "Oh," You breathe, "Sorry. You didn't say anything and I just thought- Y'know what, never mind, I'm probably not what you were expecting." Jake smiles, "Well, you're right there. Charles told me he met you in a 'hot goat yoga class'." You cringe slightly, "I honestly didn't even know his name, I walked into the wrong building and he started talking to me about his friend Jake." "Sounds about right." You both laugh and he moves to the chair between you.

"So, my weird friend tells me you like Taylor Swift," Jake starts and the conversation lasts hours, the orange soda on the countertop left completely ignored. "All right, time to wrap it up. The bar's closing." Hank says as he wipes the counter. "Oh my god, how long have we been here?" Jake asks him, surprised. The bartender ignores him as he moves on to another part of the bar. You look around to find the bar completely empty.

You laugh quietly, "This was fun," You say softly as you exit the bar, "We should do this again-" You're cut off by a sudden surprising kiss, Jake's hands holding your cheeks gently to keep you close. Your eyes flutter closed and take the collar of his shirt in your fists. He pulls away, mumbling out a quick 'noice' before getting pulled back into a kiss that leaves him gasping for breath.

ik this ended abruptly but its a school night and i have to go to bed so this is as good as we're getting today

i really hope you liked this bc jake has been on my mind for ages and i couldnt find many fics here sadly

dont hesitate to request more

#sinc this is just a blurb im gonna leave it without any fancy stuff but when i write a full fic ill make it all pretty i promise #jake deserves it 😌#boredbeesask #jake peralta #jake peralta x reader #b99 #brooklyn nine nine #brooklyn 99 #b99 x reader #brooklyn nine nine x reader #brooklyn 99 x reader #charles boyle #terry jeffords #amy santiago

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guccifrog · 3 months

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WRONG NUMBER P14

matt sturniolo x f!reader

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"twinkie you're making this hard for me baby" I sighed as I grabbed the small chick off the counter. "I don't know what to tell you, you're so damn cute." I kissed his forehead and placed him back in the cage, before grabbing my car keys and heading out the door. "Mom! I'll be back later, okay?" I called over my shoulder, already halfway to my car.

"Alright, sweetie" My mom called back. I hopped into my car, pulling out my phone to text Nick that I was on my way to the hospital.

It has been two days since Matt was found and we've all been visiting him every chance we got. He still hadn't woken up, and the doctors weren't sure when he would.

I drove to the hospital, trying to focus on the road, but my head was throbbing with pain. The past few days had been a blur, and I hadn't slept in what felt like forever. It was all just too much.

I parked my car and glanced around, noticing a flower shop across the street. An idea struck me, and I quickly got out of the car, hurrying over to the shop. The bell above the door jingled as I entered.

"Hello dear, how may I help you today?" The elderly woman behind the counter greeted me with a warm smile.

I felt a little guilty for not visiting her shop before, it was so pretty and cozy."Um, I'd like to get some flowers, actually," I said, swallowing the lump in my throat. "They're for a friend of mine who's in the hospital."

"Oh, that's so sweet of you! Of course, honey. What kind of flowers were you thinking?" She asked, already beginning to arrange some flowers on a small table nearby. I hesitated for a moment, trying to think of something. "How about a mix of his favorites? I could make something really beautiful for you."

"hmm…I don't know I really love tulips"

My mind immediately went back to one of the many conversations we had on Facetime. We were playing twenty questions and he asked me what my favorite flower was.

"ew that's such a basic ass answer" he teased.

"Really Matt? what's your favorite flower then? huh? I bet it's sunflowers or roses you corny ass" I replied, offended.

"I actually don't have a favorite, but okay," he said, rolling his eyes.

"umm…I don't know…he's not really a…flower guy…" I mumbled, my eyes wandering around the shop. The woman smiled understandingly.

"Alright tuff boy"

"I get it, hon. Sometimes we have people who just aren't into flowers, but they still mean the world to us. How about a small plant or a succulent? Those are easy to take care of and they last a long time. It's the thought that counts." She gestured to a small selection of potted plants on the table.

"Sure…that sounds perfect, actually. Yeah, he'd probably like that more" I said, feeling a little relieved. The woman nodded, leading me over to the table of plants. "pick any plant you like, dear"

"uuuh…give me a cactus," I said with a mischievous grin, I can't wait to see Matt's reaction when he wakes up.

"A cactus? Are you sure? you know, some people might think that's a little…sarcastic, you know?" The woman gave me a knowing look. I smiled innocently.

"Oh, I'm sure it's not! I just think it'll be cute. I mean, he's a tough guy, I'm sure he'll love it" I said with a wink. The woman laughed and nodded, already wrapping up the small cactus for me. I paid for it and thanked her, before leaving the shop and making my way to the hospital.

I walked straight to Matt's room, trying to ignore the pain in my head and the exhaustion that was starting to take over. When I finally got there, I knocked softly on the door before entering.

Chris was sitting in a chair by the window when I walked in. He looked up and gave me a small smile. "Hey," he said softly. I walked over to him and gave him a quick hug.

"How's he doing?" I asked, glancing over at Matt.

"He's still unconscious," Chris said, his voice tense. "The doctors are running some more tests, but they said he's getting better. They think he'll wake up soon." I nodded slowly while looking at Matt's body.

Chris got up from his chair, stretching his arms and yawning "Well, I'll leave you two alone. Just…you know…let me know if anything happens." He said quietly before leaving the room, giving me a reassuring smile. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves as I walked over to the bed, placing the small pot of soil and the cactus on the bedside table.

I sat down in the chair, watching Matt's chest rise and fall slowly. He looked so pale, and his features were drawn. I let out a sigh as I reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair from his forehead, my fingers grazing his warm skin.

"So…" I said, hesitating for a moment. "I got you something. It's not really a flower… but I thought you might like it." I chuckled softly, feeling a little nervous." I don't know how you'd react. Maybe you'd be annoyed, and call me a dumbass like you usually do. Which is the main purpose I bought the cactus" I smiled. "Anyway, I just wanted you to know…I mean, I didn't know what else to get. You're so hard to buy for, you know that?"

I felt a lump forming in my throat as I spoke, my voice cracking slightly. "I'm sorry if I've been such a pain in the last few days…before the accident…I just…I care about you, you know that? Even if I'm not always the best at showing it. And I don't want you to think that I didn't appreciate everything we had going on…because I did. I do. And I hope you know that."

I paused, my heart feeling heavy in my chest. "I just…I want things to go back to how they were. I want us to be able to laugh about all this, you know? this is eating me alive, Matt. I miss you"

Tears began to well up in my eyes, but I blinked them away, trying to hold it together. I leaned forward, my hand resting on his arm, squeezing gently.

"And…I just want you to know…that once you wake up, I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to be here, no matter what." I paused, taking another deep breath. I couldn't help but chuckle, even through my tears.

" This sounds so stupid, but even though we met not long ago…it felt like I lost a part of myself when you were gone- oh god I sound so corny, you probably would've laughed at me and told me to shut up if you were awake."

My voice cracked as I continued, "But it's true…you made me feel like I could be myself around you. You always listened, you made me laugh, and you never once made me feel like I wasn't enough. And I'm so grateful for that. I just…I want us to have that again."

"I know things are going to be different now," I said, my voice catching in my throat. "But I'll do anything I can to help you get through this, okay? We'll figure it out together."

I wiped away a tear that had escaped down my cheek, feeling a weight lift off my chest. It was relieving, and terrifying all at once.

A part of me wished he could hear me, while another part of me was grateful that he couldn't. I leaned back in the chair, my eyes drifting shut as exhaustion finally overcame me.

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sydsaint · 26 days

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Weasley white boy, I love you <3

Summary: Jay sets his sights on finishing his collection of Billy Gunn's children. And it just so happens that Billy's daughter will be attending Austin's birthday.

Collision is around halfway through it's program. Max Caster is in a match against your brother, Colten Gunn. You, Anthony, and Billy are in Max's corner for the match. On the other side of the ring, Austin and Jay are in Colten's corner.

"You're still going out with us all for Austin's birthday, right, dad?" You ask Billy while the action in the ring isn't urgent.

"For a little while, yeah." Billy nods. "Your brother may be a backstabbing pain in the ass, but he's still my son." He sighs.

You pat your fathers arm sympathetically. "Awe, it'll be alright, dad." You attempt to comfort him. "Austin and Colten will come around eventually." You assure him.

Billy nods and smiles down at you, his last remaining loyal child. You'd never betray him like his ungrateful sons did. Billy can always count on you to be there for him.

On the other side of the ring, Jay watches you console your father intently. The wheels in his head turn as he begins formulating his master plan to complete his collection of Billy Gunn's kids.

"Austin, your sister is coming out with us later for your birthday, right?" Jay turns to Austin.

"Yeah, she said that she'd be there." Austin nods. "Why?"

Jay shrug and goes back to watching you from across the ring. "I was just wondering." He answers Austin.

In the ring, Colten manages to roll up Max and get the win. The bell rings so Jay and Austin hop into the ring to celebrate while your team retreats.

"YN! Baby! Are you tired of being on the losing team yet, darling?" Jay taunts you from inside the ring.

"Shove it up your ass, Jay!" You shout back at him with a scoff.

Jay chuckles and watches you retreat up the ramp with your father and The Acclaimed. These past couple of months he's been systematically wearing you down. He almost had you while BCG and The Acclaimed where teaming up for a few weeks. But you stayed with Billy when the group split. Much to Jay's dismay.

After Collision, everyone heads back to the hotel to change and get ready for Austin's bday celebration. You take a quick shower and decide to get all prettied up for the party since Colten told you that Austin invited a bunch of friends from work to the shindig. You throw on the only dress that you packed for the trip and do up your hair and makeup before meeting Billy in the lobby.

"YN! Hey, sweetie. You look...nice." Billy greets you in the hotel lobby.

"Thanks, dad." You laugh at his wide eyes. "Are you ready to go? Because I so need a drink right now."

Billy nods and the two of you head out to meet your brothers.

You arrive to the party and split up with Billy. He goes in search of Austin since he doesn't plan on staying out long, and you go in search of a drink and anyone you know from the show.

Your journey to find drinks comes to an end once you manage to find the bar. You saunter up to it and order yourself a light drink to start off your night.

Across the room, Jay finally spots you over at the bar after some casual searching. "Fucking hell." He mumbles to himself when he sees you leaned up against the bar.

"What's up?" Colten asks from next to him when he hears Jay's mumbling.

"You're sisters trying to kill me, mate." Jay replies and nods over to the bar.

Colten glances over at the bar briefly before sneering. "Oh, dude, ew." He gags and walks away from Jay.

Jay laughs and makes his way through the crowd and over to the bar. He comes to a stop a few feet away from you and signals for a drink before he speaks.

"Well well well." Jay smiles to himself. "Look who showed up to her brothers party looking all enticing. Who are you trying to impress, YN?" He catches your attention.

You turn to face Jay, drink sliding across the bar in your hand with you. The low light of the room makes the bastard look frustratingly hot. Especially now that he's wearing normal clothes instead of his usual garb.

"Jay." You greet him in a friendly manner. "You look...nice." You blink at him.

"Thank you." Jay grins. "But trust me sweetheart. When it comes to looks? You've got every shmuck in this building beat. Easily." He pays the compliment back and then some.

The unique illumination of the room does little to hide the blush on your cheeks at Jay's compliment. "What do you want? You silver-tongued weasel?" You ask him frankly.

"Silver-tongued?" Jay chuckles. "Oh, sweetheart, you've no idea how true that statement is." He winks at you.

You roll your eyes and pick up your drink. "You didn't answer my question." You remind him before pressing your glass to your lips.

"Forgive me. But it's not my fault that you are terribly distracting." Jay replies. "And to answer your question, darling. I want you." He licks his lips.

Your heart skips a beat in your chest and you set your glass down. You can see your dad talking with Austin across the room before Jay moves slightly and blocks your view.

"That's a bad idea, Jay." You shake your head.

"Is it?" Jay replies. "Because I'm not afraid to admit that I can't seem to get you out of my head." He admits. "Which is quit a feat, I must admit."

You watch Jay's hand move from the bar and inch towards your face. He gently brushes a stray piece of hair behind your ear before giving your chin a small nudge so you're looking directly at him now. "And I know you think about me. So don't even try and deny it." He adds.

"Austin! Hey! Happy Birthday to my second favorite brother!" You jump away from Jay suddenly when Austin walks over to the bar.

"Awe, thanks, YN. Wait! Second favorite?" He adds after a moment.

You laugh and hug your brother. "You heard me." You tease him. "You having fun tonight?" You ask.

"I'm having a blast, yeah." Austin laughs. "What about you? You and Jay look cozy over here." He comments.

You glance over at Jay, cheeks heating up in embarrassment. "Your friend is very persistent, Austin. I'll give him that." You admit. "And he's not that bad looking, I guess."

"Well, I'll let the two of you get back to talking then." Austin nods and pats Jay on the back gently. "Don't forgot to have some fun dork." He adds and ruffles your hair as he walks off. "Even if it is with that tool."

You roll your eyes and shake your head as Austin saunters off. Once he's out of your line of sight you turn back around to Jay.

"Can I get you another drink?" Jay asks you.

"Sure, why not?" You bite the inside of your lip.

Jay orders the two of you another round of drinks and you turn around to watch the crowd again for a moment. You see Billy talking with someone from the show across the room and guilt hits you like a truck again.

What the hell are you doing?

You turn back to Jay and he hands you a drink. The two of you knock back your drinks at the same time before setting them both down onto the bar with a 'clink'

"Thanks." You fidget with your glass, letting the alcohol slide down your throat and whittle away at your judgment bit by bit.

You and Jay sit and chat for a while. Nothing serious. Just a casual conversation between two friends, or rather, acquaintances. But as the night drags on and you share a few more drinks with the men that manipulated your brothers into leaving the family, he stares to reel you in with his charms.

"I think that we've celebrated your brother enough for one night." Jay's hand lingers on yours under the bar and out of sight of the crowd. His hand trails up and down your arm gently, a suggestive grin on his face. "Why don't the two of us get out of here?"

"Alright, but just one night, Jay. Just one." You nod.

Jay intertwines his hand with yours and stands up. He pulls you off your barstool and into his side where he slings an arm over you in a possessive manner. Jay leads you through the crowd of people still lingering about and toward the door.

"YN?" Billy catches a glimpse of you tucked under Jay's arm just as he's letting his sons know that he's heading out for the night.

"Hmm, what's up dad?" Colten replies from Billy's side.

Billy turns back to his son. "Nothing. It's fine." He shakes his head. "Be safe tonight. I'll talk to you and your brother tomorrow, alright?"

"Yeah, okay, dad." Colten nods.

The next morning you are woken up by the sound of running water. You yawn and rub the sleep from your eyes before rising into a sitting position. "Hmm." You hum and stretch your arms above your head.

"Wow! Now that's a sight that I could get used to." Jay appears in the doorway of the bathroom.

"What?" You reply with another yawn, only to realize that you're not wearing a shirt.

You quickly lower your arms and cover your chest, earning a chuckle from Jay. "Oh, come on now." He teases you and bends down to grab his shirt off the floor. "I think that I got a good enough look at you last night, darling." He tosses the shirt at you.

"Whatever." You mumble to yourself and slip the shirt over your head.

Jay walks over to the bed and sits down on the side closest to you. "Need any help getting up?" He asks you. "You know, if I had to guess from last night, I'd imagine that your legs are pretty sore today, yeah?" He teases you.

"Ugh! I hate you! Smug bastard." You cover your face with your arms in embarrassment.

Jay chuckles and leans over you, propped up with one arm to your side. He uses his free hand to move your arms out of the way and grins at you. "You look adorable when you're all embarrassed." He teases you.

You roll your eyes again and set a hand on Jay's chest. "This was a one time thing, remember?" You remind him of your agreement last night.

"Was it, though?" Jay replies and leans down for a kiss.

"It was." You mumble against his lips.

Jay lifts his head back up to look at you. "Well what about the day?" He asks you. "You didn't say anything about the day."

You sigh and hook an arm around the back of Jay's neck. "That's true." You admit. "But's it's a bad idea."

"Eh, I've never been known to make good decisions when beautiful women are involved." Jay shrugs before leaning back down for another kiss.

'Neither have I.' You think to yourself. 'Thank god dad doesn't know about this.'

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A list of taocc characters and what I think their pokemon type/types would be and why

Kumo: Water/Normal

I struggled with this one a little, but I picked this because clouds are made of water, and kumo has sort of a cloud sweater! But kumo's just an all-around goofball, so I just put Normal as his second type.

Stitch: Grass/Rock

I chose grass for stitch because burlap is made of some sort of plant, and rock because sand is just a bunch of tiny little rocks.

Belle: Poison

This one shouldn't be hard to understand, but I'll explain anyway. She's made of poisonous sludge.

Icia: Ice/Steel

The ice one should be pretty self-explanatory, and I chose steel because she's a skilled swordfighter.

Bob: Ghost

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Sign: Normal/Grass

Now, I may not know much sign lore, but I DO know that signs are usually made out of wood. Sign seems like a pretty normal guy, though.

Sun: Fire

I mean, she IS a burning ball of gas. Also, her arms are fire now!

Dusk: Dark/Ice or Dark/Fairy

Darkness just kind of fits with dusk. Also, it's usually dark around dusk (time of day) anyway. I couldn't decide the second type for her, and here's why. I chose ice because I remember elsie saying something about how she's connected to ice somehow, and it's usually cold around dusk (time of day). And fairy because dusk seems to be connected to them somehow...? I think?

Jessy: Grass/Fairy

I chose grass for jessy because he's made of wood! And, like, his wife has the fairy type, so why shouldn't he?

Clara: Grass/Steel

I chose grass for clara for the same reason as jessy and steel because of that sword they've got!

Abstraction Anon: Dark/Electric

Well, he lives in the cellar, which is VERY dark, and abstraction hurts. Guess what else hurts? LIGHTNING! /silly

Dialtone: Dark/Electric

Dialtone seems to be the kind of person who likes to sit in the dark. Also, he sleeps a lot. And he loves (old) phones and has phone cords, so electric just seemed right.

Alchemist: Poison/Bug

The poison part seems pretty obvious, and I chose bug because he's a tiny lil guy who I can probably crush under my shoe. (also mod bug ehehehe)

Helpful Anon: Flying

Helpful anon is just so... "helpful anon" that no other type seemed right.

Mix: Poison/Bug

Alcohol is a poison. Also, he's a butterfly now!

Kopi: Poison/Fighting

Kopi's got that weird pink goo that she shoots at people... ew... also, kopi has been described to be very strong!

AI Kopi: Steel/Bug

AI Kopi has those metal spider legs coming out of her back, so that works for steel AND bug! Also, she seems severely weakened, and bugs are notoriously weak.

D.R.U.N.K.I.E.: Steel/Electric

He's a robot (or more accurately, an ai that acts more like a robot than an ai)!

Drunkie: Normal/Poison

Again, alcohol is a poison! But other than that, he's just a normal guy!

Simp Anon & Lucy: Normal

They're just normal girls!

Chance: Fighting/Normal

She could probably beat someone up if she was really mad, but other than that, she's just a silly little girl with a silly little sandbag boyfriend!

Nightmare: Dark

Well, she's done a LOT of bad things, AND dark is, like, part of her theme and design.

Tophat: Dark

He's not AS bad as nightmare, but he's also done some pretty mean things. Also, he lives in a cave.

Aoki: Water/Ice

He lived in a forest where it constantly rained, he can probably summon rain/thunderclouds, and he... uh... does things with ice/cold. He can even control the temperature in a room!

Calypso: Normal

Welp, that's it for now!

She's just a silly little pillow person!

Thanks for reading all the way to the end! Have some cookies!

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evermoresilk · 1 year

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tom holland x college!y/n

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Halloween w/ Jess Mariano 🎃🃏💿🍂🔮

A/N: Came up with these little scenarios last night w a friend on ft and thought to share! No promises as to what the content of my blog will be, for now this is a one off. Happy Halloween!!!

Jess Mariano x reader

Warnings: none

not based on canonical timeline events!

Pics via Pinterest, not mine!

Ps. I’m not good with dialogue so feel free to imagine or share anything you feel fits in these scenarios, I appreciate any feedback <3

Pumpkin Carving 🎃

In Luke’s after hours, crazy set up at the counter, the essentials: newspaper, bowls spoons, knives, dry erase markers

His ass is NOT spending money on a carving kit 💀 especially not when he has a kitchen of tools to choose from.

Getting an ‘if you guys are going to keep those things in here, make sure it’s a appropriate’ talk from Luke

Jess brushes off the comment, but lowkey starts to wipe away whatever he was drawing initially

Sneaking glances at your outline from over your shoulder, so he can make his somewhat match

Cutting out the tops of both pumpkins so you don’t hurt yourself if it slips

Getting each cut out started for you if you have trouble with it

Nah he is getting those seeds out BARE HANDED after losing patience w a spoon 😟, will shove the guts in ur face

‘Cmon what’s the big deal… jeez 🙄’ ew dude

Leaves both pumpkins lit in Luke’s window instead of on the doorstep cuz according to him ‘they’ll get smashed, I would know’

Naturally, that’s what he had in mind for the rest of your evening together, go figure.

Movie night🎞

Jess isn’t one to celebrate holidays too hard, but he sees you eyeing the Halloween section of the video store while you guys are out on a late night walk, passing by the window

The next day he rents as many as he could, grabbing an array of horror, Halloween classics, and any other movie that could be passed off as scary, with very loose parameters only he could come up with

Goes to the market for those Halloween pillsbury cookies, and microwave popcorn for you to make while he sets up the surprise in the next room

Also snagged some candles from an emergency kit in the bottom of Luke’s storage closet

is lowkey so excited to show you your little surprise date, but doesn’t show it

Will only show you horror as an option for the movies, will have a field day teasing about your reactions ,‘I thought this stuff didn’t scare you?’’

Very much will give you a little jolt on purpose during jumpscare moments, followed by an apology coloured with a smile that lasted a little too long

This has falling asleep on the couch written all over it sorry 😞 he’s the type to not move no matter how uncomfortable he may be to make sure you don’t wake up

Trick or Treaters 🍬

Tough guy doesn’t want to hand out candy to the kids 🙄

Basically have to drag him to the door the first time it rings, candy bowl in the other hand

You’re met with a lot of ‘your better at this kind of thing’ and ‘why do we have to give them candy?? there’s plenty of other houses around this town’ blah blah whatever

pretty much looming over your shoulder as you step out to greet the neighbourhood kids, but he follows anyways

Awkward at first, taking sweets from the bowl, and passing it into awaiting buckets, thinking, the faster these kids get the candy the faster they leave and the more time he gets with you

By the sixth set of kids, Jess is opening the door, making comments about the costumes, the children giggling at his remarks

Nearing the end of the night, the bell rings likely for one of the last times

‘Cmon the kids need their scores’ Now he’s doing the dragging.

‘I thought you didn’t like handing out candy’

‘Yeah well… maybe it’s not so bad’

So basically he loved it and will never tell, but you both knew

Thanks for reading! I have some more non Halloween scenarios in mind if that’s something you’d like to see, let me know! I am also by no means a writer, these ideas originally came out verbally, so conveying it in written form is kinda difficult, but I hope you enjoyed!

#pinterest #jess mariano #gilmore girls #jess mariano fluff #jess mariano imagine #gilmore girls imagine #autumn #jess mariano x reader #jess mariano x you

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ao3feed-irondadspiderson · 5 months

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I am Leaving (But the Fighter Still Remains)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52178569 by efla_13 Angry. That’s how Peter feels right now, how he feels a lot of the time lately. He barges into the little convenience store and the little bell twinkles out a welcome, completely missing the cashier’s look of terror and more importantly, the robber holding the gun. “Peter!” cries Ben, running into the store behind him. Suddenly, a shot rings out, and Peter isn’t angry anymore. Or, Peter isn't doing so hot. Coincidentally, Tony is also not doing so hot. Imagine how crazy it would be if they weren't doing so hot together. THIS WORK IS NOT FINISHED!! Though I guess it does sort of work as a one-shot (just a really depressing one lol) Words: 2080, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Iron Man (Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Aunt May Parker (Marvel), Pepper Potts, Steve Rogers, Other Avengers, Happy Hogan, James "Rhodey" Rhodes Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Steve Rogers & Tony Stark, Avengers Team Members & Peter Parker, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Howard Stark & Tony Stark Additional Tags: im so sorry, I'm Bad At Tagging, Homeless Peter Parker, Homelessness, Angry Peter Parker, Hurt Peter Parker, Hurt Tony Stark, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Suicidal Thoughts, Drinking, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Warning: Skip Westcott, Child Abuse, My First Fanfic, Dead Aunt May Parker (Marvel), Oops, Not Beta Read, no beta we die like may, Tagging as I go, will almost definitely add more, ew howard stark, dont worry he's dead though, Post-Movie: Captain America: Civil War (2016), SCREW INFINITY WAR AND ENDGAME, Tony Stark Has A Heart read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52178569

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randomalistic · 4 months

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🎬 MY 2023 MOVIE LIST

THIS YEAR I WATCHED:

44 DIFFERENT MOVIES

30 NEW MOVIES 17 REWATCHES

28 ANIMATED MOVIES 16 LIVE ACTION MOVIES

I’ve also linked a few posts with my initial reactions/discussions

MUST-WATCH LIST: at least imo. teehee.

Puss in Boots: The Last Wish (2022)

Labyrinth (1986)

ParaNorman (2012)

The Last Unicorn (1982)

Nimona (2023)

Guillermo Del Toro’s Pinocchio (2022)

Wreck-it Ralph (2012)

How to Train Your Dragon (2010)

Megamind (2010)

Coraline (2009)

Kung-Fu Panda (2008)

The Book of Life (2014)

Corpse Bride (2005)

Isle of Dogs (2018)

Tangled (2010)

I hope I keep this up !!! Maybe I can watch more TV shows or play more games next year :)

+ SOMETHING COOL TO TRY: Watch 2 similar movies back to back more often. You’ll be able to make interesting connections between them and it's fun!

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ABSOLUTE FAVORITE

Watch it!!

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1-12-23: Puss in Boots: The Last Wish (2022) ACTUALLY PEAK FILM. AMAZING VISUALS, EPIC FIGHT SEQUENCES AND VERY HEARTFELT . I love piss in boots. MUST WATCH.

3-9-23: The Steven Universe Movie (2018) (rewatch) Spinel is in this. The songs are amazing. Fun to revisit !!!

3-24-23: Labyrinth (1986) DAVID BOWIE AND INTRICATE PUPPET CREATURES 80s FANTASY MOVIE I AM IN LOVE. Must watch

4-8-23: ParaNorman (2012) hit me harder than I was expecting, really subverts your expectations. AMAZING. MUST WATCH.

4-28-23: The Super Mario Bros. Movie (2023) I watched this on my birthday :) It made the child in me so happy

5-8-23: Tinker Bell (2008) (old rewatch) Pixie hollow is a legitimately communist society. Fun to revisit !!

6-18-23: The Little Mermaid (2023) ew live action remake lol. But it’s one of the better ones. ok honestly i'm mad that i sorta liked it upon initial viewing. maybe its just cuz i havent seen the original (WHAT ARE YOU DOING!????? oh mygod please watch the original one OK FINE I WILL........)

7-17-23: The Last Unicorn (1982) really a product of its time. So beautiful and unique in its own way. Must watch

7-28-23 Run Lola Run (1998) Indie german crime/thriller film that was fun and experimental, I loved the late 90s trance soundtrack and had a good time, it went by quick!

8-3-23 Barbie (2023) ITS BARBIE !

8-19-23 (Most of) Aladdin (1992) (old rewatch) gGenie………. The animation is GODLY. the early CG is a bit rough but hey it was 1992

8-25-23 Nimona (2023) MOST QUEEREST COOLIEST MOVIE I SEEN HITS VERY HARD AND ITS SUPER GOOD OHHHH…. PLEASE MUST WATCH!!!

9-8-23 Guillermo Del Toro’s Pinocchio (2022) finally got around to this one, what a special experience. MUST WATCH

9-15-23 The Road to El Dorado (2000) White savior movie but otherwise fun characters. Tulio and Miguel are the gayest straight guys I’ve ever seen

9-15-23 The Emperor’s New Groove (2000) GENUINELY HILARIOUS AND SO GOOFY. It was fun seeing this right after el dorado.

9-21-23 Wreck-it Ralph (2012) (old rewatch) brooooo this moviie sucs I hate it so much i. please watch

9-22-23 How to Train Your Dragon (2010) very powerful music and showcases a very touching relationship between humans and nature/the unknown, must see !!!!!

9-29-23 Little Miss Sunshine (2006) dysfunctional family road trip with chaotic/dark humor. ITS FUNNY I LIKED IT

10-1-23 Elemental (2023) REALLY didn’t deserve the hate, it’s a sweet romance/immigration story. A little cheesy but it’s charming. The visuals are a feat to behold

10-4-23 Napoleon Dynamite (2004) some outdated language/humor but otherwise a Very specific brand of silly/charming

10-5-23 Marcel The Shell (2021) unexpectedly touching and unique movie presentation style - I may have cried

10-7-23 Megamind (2010) (old rewatch) ICONIC and hilarious supervillain film and aged very well. MUST WATCH!!??

10-21-23 Coraline (2009) (rewatch) this movie has such a distinct, creepy identity and it’s enthralling each time. MUST WATCH

10-27-23 Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996) has tonal problems and it wasn’t confident enough to go all out all the way through, which is so unfortunate… But AMAZING otherwise. The architecture ??! And Frollo. Evil priest characters you are so cool

10-27-23 Kung-Fu Panda (2008) (old rewatch) Legitimately amazing animated martial arts movie and embraces self love. we all know this. It’s even better on rewatch. MUST WATCH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

10-27-23 Kung Fu Panda 2 (2011) (old rewatch) SURPRISINGLY POWERFUL AND A REALLY GOOD SEQUEL. Hi shen blushes

11-4-23 The Book of Life (2014) this film is such an UNDERRATED TREAT. Absolutely gorgeous celebration of Mexican culture. Incredible world and characters and the style is so distinct. Must WATCH !!!???

11-5-23 Five Nights At Freddy’s (2023) :) I’ve been waiting for this ever since I was 13 and I had so much fun watching it. This was a highlight of my year!

11-12-23 Corpse Bride (2005) Really really good Tim Burton Halloween movie with so much stylization. So much fun to watch!!!! And so ethereal at times. MUST WATCH

11-12-23 Frankenweenie (2012) Very cute but disappointing ending, too safe. It could have been more impactful if they pushed it further. Watched this after corpse bride and the parallels were FUNNY.

11-18-23 The Wizard Of Oz (1939) (old rewatch). The real life abusive filming process makes this movie Hard to Enjoy with peace of mind- but the finished product is truly groundbreaking and whimsical

11-20-23 The Bourne Identity (2002) AWESOME THRILLER ACTION MOVIE EHEHE

11-21-23 Star Wars: A New Hope (1977) unpopular opinion - the movie suffers when you don’t see it in its original intended form (in a movie theater . In 1977.) I SWEAR. I STILL ENJOYED IT THOUGH. ….

11-22-23 Austin Powers: The Spy who Shagged Me (1998) SO SILLY but mean spirited/offensive humor at times. ITS AUSTIN POWERS…

11-23-23 Monsters University (2013) (rewatch) MOST UNDERRATED DISNEY SEQUEL/PREQUEL. FUN AND IMPACTFUL COLLEGE FRIENDSHIP MOVIE

11-25-23 Wreck-it Ralph (2012) (rewatch AGAIN.) haha

12-1–23 Isle of Dogs (2018) Incredibly unique/distinct presentation style. My friend who’s a Japanese major loves this movie. MUST WATCH

12-1-23 Fantastic Mr. Fox (2009) another silly goofy little dysfunctional family unit, a bit yikes at some parts but overall pretty lighthearted. It was cool seeing this immediately after isle of dogs cuz you could see the inspiration in the visuals between the two

12-8-23 The Mitchell’s vs. The Machines (2021) silly robot apocalypse family road trip movie with AMAZING visuals (everyone in the family is autistic)

12-17-23 Prancer (1989) Unexpectedly heartwarming movie about a little girl helping an injured reindeer. VERY SWEET and great message about the impact of kindness and the wonders of being a child. MADE ME CRY.

12-18-23 Wreck-it Ralph (2012) (3rd REWATCH) get a hold of yourself oh my god ‼️

12-19-23 The Muppet Christmas Carol (1992) (rewatch) classic muppet Christmas movie :)

12-22-23 The Muppets (2011) (old rewatch) SURPRISINGLY CATCHY SONGS and a silly muppet movie. Fun to revisit. Tex Richman my beloved

12-23-23 Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer (1964) Mediocre writing and mean spirited at times <3 BUT ITS A CLASSIC. so ofc i liked it

12-24-23 Tangled (2010) (old rewatch) I forgot how good this movie was. ACTUALLY PEAK and so fun to revisit. Such a fresh take on a fairytale story, great songs, amazing romance, and also empowering about overcoming an abusive parent … MUST WATCH!!!

12-26-23 Klaus (2019) (rewatch) it’s so great to see a new 2D animated movie come out, and such a great story too. Cute origin story of Christmas and POSTAL WORKER APPRECIATION!!!!!

12-31-23 Puss in Boots: The Last Wish (2022) (rewatch) started off the year with this movie and then ended with it! What a treat!! I even wrote a short essay about it 1 semester ago :)

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In conclusion, I love movies !!! But my favorite movies are those that are confident in their identities and don’t hold back. Like share your message to the fullest !!!!

I watched a lot of stop-motion movies this year. I wanna watch more studio ghibli movies next year

And maybe I should purposefully try watching bad movies… it might make me appreciate good ones more and easier see what they do right. But also. I really dont wanna watch ralph breaks the internet.

#movie #film #movie review #review #txt #movie list #2023 #film list #fav #new year

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baconcolacan · 10 months

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Hello! Welcome to the dad offs!! How dad are you???

#ew tord #ew edd #ew future edd #ew future tord #ew may belle #ew AK #ew Stay AU #dandraws #I had this visual in my head and had to draw it out #very simple drawing BUT STILL #I sneep now gn #KJSDHFS #Also Edd and May matched hairstyles that day <3 #It was supposed to be a daddy-daughter day out but #oops hi Tord #eddsworld

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cattyscriptor · 2 months

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⤷ dividers/headers: @/cafekitsune ( 1 | 2 )

A million eyes are on you now.

➩ official discord ➩ Matron in the Playhouse ➩ asks (mod ; reblogs) | asks (critters ; OG/Spares) ➩ art | storyline

Welcome all to the official Playcare Awareness blog! Unfamiliar with the prequel ? Go to the main @lavendersartistry (specifically here) for intel!

So what is Playcare Awareness you may ask? This particular prequel is the past of Matron in the Playhouse storyline (a technical “fix-it” AU for Chapter 3). This prequel delves into the lives of Playtime Co. and the Bigger Bodies Initiative toys before the Hour of Joy. This means that the AU will be diving into the dark topics the story has.

Despite the Deep Sleep chapter being mainly focused, other chapters are emphasized as well and the characters. This universe adds context to theories of certain parts of the original story (Ollie’s identity for example).

The prequel is also meant to introduce certain fan characters that are important to the storyline of Matron in the Playhouse. There will also be cameos of a certain Angel that is also important to the story.

Disclaimer: This AU has two types of Smiiling Critters -> “OG” & “Spares”

"Spares" in this AU are able to age while the "OG" are known to be preteens-teens. "Spares" and "OG" co-exist together!

Synopsis on the Prequel:

It is 1991, the date of when the Smiling Critters are made. At first, they don't understand where they are and why. Elliot tells them: "Meeting the merry children of the world is your dream, isn't it? To educate them, to bring them smiles? Now you are here, my friends. Now you can bring that light and joy as you are now here." And the Smiling Critters listen to him. Each Critter is assigned to a specific scientist, that scientist acting as a guardian to them. They are also assigned special jobs with the Playcare officials, assisting whenever they can. They believe this is the way, the way to bring the signature smile to children. But it doesn't stay long. One of the "spares" discover about the initiative. They discover what they do to bring them and their friends to the world, and what they do to "heretics". They warn their friends, confront their "guardians". But they are met with punishments, forced to stay silent and abide by the rules. As CatNap comes to Playcare, things get worse. And as the years pass, all who had hurt innocents will pay. As CatNap says: "The Prototype will save us." But is that what the others want for what's to come?

"OG" and "Spares" around this time are children (preteens-teens)! Keep it wholesome! Please keep all asks SFW! Do not send in NSFW/suggestive asks, it will be deleted! Ships in this AU are QPRs only! Do not expect romantic shipping! Keep all asks just civil! If you make any fanart or fanfics, please don’t hesitate to tag me! If I miss it, don’t hesitate to tag me in the comments or in a reblog!

SPARES

#smiling critters #playcare awareness side au #smile everyday

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thecookieverse · 4 months

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Cookieverse: Schools

Milkyway Elementary

Known Students

Alfajor Cookie (Inez)

Apple Cookie

Apple Dodger Cookie (Ferb)

Astronaut Food Cookie (Dib Membrane)

Babosa Cookie (Tanis)

Banana Pancake Cookie (Quincy)

Basil Cookie (Buttercup)

Bell Pepper Cookie

Berry Gel Cookie (Sally)

Berry Smoothie Cookie (Keesha)

Bitter Melon Cookie (Violet)

Blackberry Pie Cookie (Schroeder)

Blue Corn Cookie (Boomer)

Blue Taro Cookie (Tim)

Blueberry Kulfi Cookie (Baljeet)

Blueberry Jam Cookie (Lucy)

Burrito Cookie (K.O.)

Candy Bone Cookie (Skid)

Candy Jack Cookie (Ralphie)

Carrot Puff Cookie (Arnold)

Cavatappi Cookie (Frieda)

Champurrado Cookie (Carlos)

Chili Dog Cookie (Hoagie P. Gilligan Jr./Numbuh 2)

Chocolate Swirl Cookie (Jimmy Neutron)

Concord Juice Cookie (Sibella)

Coney Dog Cookie (Winnie)

Cornflower Cookie (Franklin)

Cranberry Flan Cookie (Jackie)

Cream Pie Cookie (Charlotte)

Cucumber Cookie (Dendy)

Daffodil Cookie (Dorothy Ann)

Dandelion Cookie (Jimmy)

Dirt Cake Cookie (Pigpen)

Ditalini Cookie (Leo)

Farfalle Cookie (Annie)

Food Coloring Cookie (Adeleine)

Fruit Punch Cookie (PPG!Brick)

Ghost Pipe Cookie (Phantasma)

Gold Truffle Cookie (Princess Morbucks)

Gouda Cookie (Buford)

Green Bean Cookie (Phoebe)

Hokey Pokey Cookie (Wallabee Beetles/Numbuh 4)

Honeydew Cookie (Elsa Frankenteen)

Key Lime Cookie (Cyberchase!Matt)

Lemon Gel Cookie (Charlie Brown)

Marshmallow Bunny Cookie (Panini)

Matcha Choco Cookie (Kuki Sanban/Numbuh 3)

Mellowcreme Pumpkin Cookie (Pump)

Mint Cream Cookie (Peppermint Patty)

Mochi Cookie (Wanda)

Nori Cookie (Butch)

Oleander Cookie (Grim Adventures!Mandy)

Orchid Cookie (June)

Pink Lemonade Cookie (Blossom)

Pixy Powder Cookie (Timmy Turner)

Pudding Pop Cookie (Chowder)

Pumpkin Brownie Cookie (Marcie)

Raspberry Jam Cookie (Linus)

Salsa Chip Cookie (Phineas)

Salted Caramel Cookie (Abigail Lincoln/Numbuh 5)

Soda Bread Cookie (Fanny Fulbright/Numbuh 86)

Soft Serve Cookie (Funkin Dusk)

Strawberry Fool Cookie (Nigel Uno/Numbuh 1)

Sufganiyah Cookie (Isabella)

Sugar Cookie (Bubbles)

Star Jelly Cookie (Zim)

Tangelo Cookie (Billy)

Tangerine Tanghulu Cookie

Vieux Lille Cookie (Sarah)

Walnut Cookie

Former Students

Five-Layer Cookie (DCFDTL); were kidnapped and brainglazed by Black Olive Cookie (Father)

Tarator Cookie (Vendetta); Expelled for horrific bullying and her dessert monster creations hurting other students. Also the incident where she tried to take over the school on show-and-tell day. That too.

Known Faculty

Beacon Apple Cookie (Bea Spells-A-Lot, part-time tutor)

Gelatin Cookie (Edd/Double D, part-time science tutor)

Honeycrisp Apple Cookie (Ms. Frizzle, teacher)

McIntosh Red Cookie (Will Wedgewood/Wonder-Red; teacher)

Nigiri Cookie (Makoto Nijima, part-time tutor)

Orange Pippin Cookie (Ms. Keene, teacher)

Sucrose Junior High

Known Students

Apple Pie Cookie (Paula Polestar)

Beacon Apple Cookie (Bea Spells-A-Lot)

Blueberry Churro Cookie (Frida Suarez)

Bratwurst Cookie (Rolf)

Camembert Cookie (Ed)

Candy Jewel Cookie (Jewel Sparkles)

Caprese Salad Cookie (Kevin)

Chocolate Truffle Cookie (Trixie Carter)

Circus Peanut Cookie (Peanut Big Top)

Custard Doughnut Cookie (Jeff Andonuts)

Ergot Cookie (Hotaru Tomoe/Sailor Saturn)

Fish Stick Cookie (Lee Kanker)

Garlic Cookie (EW!Dawn)

Gelatin Cookie (Edd/Double D)

Granola Cookie (Jonny)

Grape Jam Cookie (Mabel)

Gum Scrap Cookie (Ness)

Jawbreaker Cookie (Eddy)

Lanatus Dragon Cookie (Jake Long)

Lemon Swirl Cookie (Lucas)

Limburger Cookie (May Kanker)

Mashed Potato Cookie (Marie Kanker)

Orange Swirl Cookie (Claus)

Passion Fruit Cookie (Nazz)

Peanut Butter Cookie (Dipper)

Pork Rind Cookie (Porky Minch)

Prickly Pear Cookie (Kumatora)

Rocket Pop Cookie (Dot Starlight)

Russet Potato Cookie (Arthur “Spud” Spudinski)

Spaghetti Marinara Cookie (Spot Splatter Splash)

Sprinkle Cookie (Crumbs Sugar Cookie)

Valerian Cookie (Pillow Featherbed)

Whipped Cocoa Cookie (Mittens Fluff 'N' Stuff)

White Truffle Cookie (Pacifica Northwest)

Yellow Lily Cookie (Rose)

Fructose High School

Known Students

Ackee Fruit Cookie (Monika)

Apple Cider Cookie (Applejack)

Beef Bowl Cookie (Yu Narukami)

Berry Soda Cookie (Ami Mizuno/Sailor Mercury)

Blackberry Cheesecake Cookie (Totally Spies!Mandy)

Black Currant Cookie (Raven)

Black Rose Cookie (Sam Manson)

Buffalo Sauce Cookie (Randy Cunningham)

California Roll Cookie (Naoto Shirogane)

Candy Ring Cookie (Rarity)

Chamomile Cookie (Yuri)

Chocolate Crepe Cookie (Ann Takamaki)

Clam Cookie (Cyborg)

Confetti Cake Cookie (Pinkie Pie)

Cordyceps Cookie (Shawn)

Coriander Cookie (Starfire)

Creme Sandwich Cookie (Danny Fenton/Phantom)

Curly Fry Cookie (Howard Weinerman)

Curry Cookie (Futaba Sakura)

Gala Apple Cookie (Sammy)

Gateau Cookie (Vanessa)

Gummy Fish Cookie (Lagoona Blue)

Haricot Vert Cookie (Jean-Sebastian Renault/Wonder-Green)

Hero Cookie

Jelly Worm Cookie (Ghoulia Yelps)

Kale Cookie (Robin)

Katsu Sando Cookie (Akira Kurusu/Joker)

Kumquat Cookie (Leshawna)

Lemon Mint Cookie (Frankie Stein)

Marshmallow Pie Cookie (Usagi Tsukino/Sailor Moon)

Manju Cookie (Yukiko Amagi)

Meat Bun Cookie (Ryuji Sakamoto)

Melopita Cookie (Cleo de Nile)

MRE Cookie (TD!Brick)

Myrtle Cookie (Minako Aino/Sailor Venus)

Nanaimo Bar Cookie (Owen)

Nigiri Cookie (Makoto Nijima)

Orange Blossom Cookie (Zoey)

Orange Creme Cookie (Jasmine “Jazz” Fenton)

Orzo Cookie (Mike)

Pansy Cookie (Fluttershy)

Papanași Cookie (Mariana Kretzulesco/Wonder-Pink)

Pepperoni Pizza Cookie (Geoff)

Pink Licorice Cookie (Draculaura)

Pizza Cookie

Pizza Pocket Cookie (Total Drama!Sam)

Poppy Seed Cookie (Clover)

Potato Stew Cookie (Yosuke Hanamura)

Protein Bar Cookie (Tyler)

Purple Tea Cookie (Sierra)

Red Delicious Cookie (Amy)

Ruby Choco Cookie (Sayori)

Salsa Cookie (Candace)

Samosa Cookie (Noah)

Sandwich Cookie

Seaweed Brownie Cookie (Bridgette)

Shaved Ice Cookie (Abbey Bominable)

Sour Straw Cookie (Tucker Foley)

Some Total Drama contestants (Excluding Biscuit Cookie/Ezekiel, obviously.)

Sports Drink Cookie (Rainbow Dash)

Steak Cookie (Chie Satonaka)

Strawberry Cupcake Cookie (Natsuki)

Tin Cookie (Makoto Kino/Sailor Jupiter)

Toaster Tart Cookie (Harold)

Tofu Cookie (Beast Boy)

Vegemite Cookie (TD!Jasmine)

Veggie Chip Cookie (Totally Spies!Sam)

Vichyssoise Cookie (Rise Kujikawa)

Watermelon Snake Cookie (Deuce Gorgon)

Wolfsbane Cookie (Clawdeen Wolf)

Wonton Cookie (Alex)

Yakitori Cookie (Kanji Tatsumi)

Former Students

Cobalt Cookie (Scarlett; Expelled after it was discovered that she was trying to recruit students to the Cookies of Darkness)

Dagwood Sandwich Cookie (Norville “Shaggy” Rogers; graduated)

Deviled Egg Cookie (Fred Jones; graduated)

Sweet Potato Cookie (Velma Dinkley; graduated)

Toxic Sludge Cookie (Izzy; expelled due to her crazy antics)

Patisserie Academy

A high-end private high school.

Known Students

Buttered Pancake Cookie (Goro Akechi)

Champagne Cookie (Mitsuru Kirijo)

Chicken Salad Cookie (Haruka Tenou/Sailor Uranus)

Coffee Crisp Cookie (Cody)

Fruit Salad Cookie (Haru Okumura)

Galette Cookie (Lindsay)

Jagariko Cookie (Yusuke Kitagawa)

Loco Moco Cookie (Justin)

Rose Water Cookie (Senpai/Kenji Sakubara)

Saba Sashimi Cookie (Michiru Kaiou/Sailor Neptune)

Saffron Cookie (Alejandro)

Sashimi Cookie (Heather)

Tuxedo Cake Cookie (Mamoru Chiba/Tuxedo Mask)

Watercress Cookie (Dakota)

Former Students

Blueberry Cheesecake Cookie (Daphne Blake; graduated)

Sugarcane Academy

A university/college

Known Students

Black Rice Cookie (Krishna Ramanujon/Wonder Black)

Blackthorn Cookie (Faith Fernandez)

Blueberry Tart Cookie (Vicky Schmidt)

Calla Lily Cookie (Joy Johnson-Johijima)

Cherry Pepper Cookie (Amira Rashid)

Cypress Cookie (Setsuna Meiou/Sailor Pluto)

Elderberry Cookie (Oz)

Filius Blue Cookie (Dahlia Aquino)

Ghost Pepper Cookie (Damien LeVey)

Gummy Hoop Cookie (Gogo)

Henbane Cookie (Hope Halko)

Ikasumi Pasta Cookie (Zoe)

Keema Cookie (Aaravi Mishra)

Maki Roll Cookie (Hiro Hamada)

Potato Chip Cookie (Scott Howl)

Purple Kale Cookie (Liam de Lioncourt)

Rafflesia Cookie (Brian Yu)

Saltwater Taffy Cookie (Miranda Vanderbilt)

Sour Snake Cookie (Vera Oberlin)

Taco Cookie (Fred Frederickson IV)

Vodka Cookie (Polly Geist)

Yuzu Cookie (Honey Lemon)

Zucchini Cookie (Wasabi)

Former Students

Slushie Cookie (Boyfriend/Jacob; Dropped out)

Parfaedia Institute

An all-ages magic school set in the city of Parfaedia

Known Students

Acai Cookie (Twilight Sparkle)

Bay Laurel Cookie (TD!Dawn)

Clerodendrum Cookie (Musa)

Coralline Algae Cookie (Tecna)

Cream Puff Cookie

Fruity Puff Cookie (Leonard)

Nasturtium Cookie (Bloom)

Prune Juice Cookie

Sunflower Cookie (Stella)

Tulip Cookie (Flora)

Water Lily Cookie (Aisha)

Known Faculty

Almond Cookie (Preventing Magical Accidents & Mishaps professor)

Capricious Wizard (Substitute Teacher)

Eclair Cookie (History professor)

Espresso Cookie (Theorems of Coffee Magic professor)

Latte Cookie (Entry-Level Magic Circles professor)

Parfaedia Principal (Principal)

Former Students

Ackee Fruit Cookie (Monika, transferred to Fructose High)

Honeycrisp Apple Cookie (Ms. Frizzle, graduated)

Mistletoe Cookie (Icy, expelled)

Nightshade Cookie (Darcy, dropped out)

Prune Cookie (Yzma; graduated… Somehow… in her youth)

Zephyr Lily Cookie (Stormy, dropped out)

Scovilla

An all-ages school situated in Dragon's Valley

Known Students

Capsaicin Cookie

Jalapeño Cookie (Duncan)

Kimchi Cookie (Scott)

Known Faculty

Scovillia Headmaster (Headmaster)

Former Students

Mala Sauce Cookie (Graduated)

Buffalo Sauce Cookie (Randy Cunningham; transferred to Fructose High)

Sriracha Cookie (Chef Hatchet; Graduated)

Creme Knights Academy

A paladin/knight school situated in the Creme Republic

Known Students

Kouign-Amann Cookie

Known Faculty

Creme Knights Preceptor (Premier)

Former Students

Financier Cookie (Graduated)

Madeleine Cookie (Graduated)

MRE Cookie (TD!Brick; Transferred to Fructose High due to being bullied for his fear of the dark)

Snowbell Academy

An academy for cookies who wish to become holiday cookies

Known Students

Stollen Cookie

Strawberry Cream Cookie

#cookieverse #cookie run

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gaymansruse · 2 years

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f r e n i m i e s

𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐲 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 .𝟎𝟏

TASM!Peter Parker x Fem!Reader [academic rivals??]

Summary → You and Peter never really liked each other, you were the preppy honour roll student that knew everyone and he was the quiet overachiever that usually kept to himself.. What happens when the two of them are forced to work together.

Warnings → Mild swearing, awkwardness between reader and peter because ugh teenage crushes are always awkward. other than that its just your typical academic rivals story sorta.

Word Count → 1.7k+

A/N → I haven't written anything in over a year due to my own laziness and lack of motivation, I don't expect this to be perfect, but this is also my first time posting any of my work. Critcism is welcome! Happy reading <3

The day was passing by slower than usual, you didn't share any classes with your friends and couldn't hang out with them during your breaks because you were helping one of the teachers out with setting up the hall for the yearly play.

It was currently last period and you were exhausted, thinking you only had a another hour to endure until you could go home and sleep.

That is until He walked in.

Peter Parker.

You had forgot of his existence in your brief moment of peace, too bad all nice things come to an end.

There were at least 3 empty seats in class today, but he just had to take the one right next to you.

"[y/l/n]" He said, smirking at you, as if knowing he ruined your mood.

"Parker." You said in return, annoyence very clear in your tone. "You look greasy today, did you forget to shower?"

"Yes actually, thank you for noticing, who knew you paid such close attention to me."

"It's not that unoticable if you look shiny."

"Isn't that a good thing? You look shiny constantly."

"What? No I don't." Feeling somewhat self concious you pulled out your small pocket mirror to check. Of course he was lying.

"Wow, you really care about what I say."

"Shut up and do your work, Parker."

"Whatever you say, [y/l/n]."

Does he always have to get the last word in? Why is his voice so unbelievably annoying? How do you forget to shower? How does he still look so cute though? Ew no, he doesn't stop thinking that, he's gross and greasy and him and his charming stupid smile arent't gonna win today.

You snap back to reality when the teacher starts reading out names in pairs. Shit, you should have been listening.

"Peter Parker and [y/n] [y/l/n]."

H e h ?

"Looks like we're partners now [y/l/n]"

"Oh god no." You whisper to yourself, Peter clearly heard considering he had a shit eating grin on his face.

"So.. Partner, Whatcha feel like doing for the project?"

"I- ugh, I wasn't paying attention."

"Hmm? What was that?"

"I said I wasn't paying attention." I whisper yelled at him. something tells me he already knew, because that stupid smile stayed the same.

"Well that just means I have to come over to your house so we can discuss it."

"What why? We have like 40 minutes of the lesson left anyway."

"Too late, I already made up my mind."

"Parker, I'm serious, the rest of this lesson is probably to discuss our projects anyway."

"Oh well, you're clearly not paying attention, so might as well do it when we get to your place."

"Oh my lord, if you're so insistent on this why can't we just go to your place?"

"Oooh, you just wanna see where I sleep don't you? What a freak."

"No, I'm just not allowed boys over."

"O-oh."

"Yeah, o-oh."

"Well then I guess I could let you over to my place, just be warned I live with my aunt May so.."

"I just hope she's cooler than you."

•❀•

The rest of the lesson was unusually silent between you and Peter, usually there was some type of comment here and there, but for some reason he didn't say anything.

You knew you hadn't done anything wrong, but it sorta felt like it you had.

When the bell rang you quickly packed up and waited for Peter to do the same, but it seemed like he was taking his time.

"Can you hurry up?"

"Are you really that excited to come over?"

"No, I just want to get this over and done with."

"Right, sure you do."

He had finially picked up his stuff and walked out of the classroom without looking back to see if you were following.

You tried to catch up to him without bumping into anyone, continuously saying sorry, excuse me and pardon me until you finally caught up to him.

How does he walk so fast.

"Do you have to walk so fast?"

"Do you have to walk so slow?"

"I was not walking slow."

"Seems to me like you were."

"You're a child."

In response he just gave a cute annoying grin and grabbed your arm so you wouldn't fall behind again.

Blood rushed to your cheeks and your skin tingled where he was holding. You wanted to push his arm off but then again you didn't. Why? you didn't know.

•❀•

He didn't live super far away from the school, but far enough that it was about a 30 minute walk to his apartment. When you got there a voice instantly greeted Peter in a cheerful tone, not realising you were there yet.

She was faced away from the door, stirring a pot of sauce over the stove.

"Hey aunt May! How was your day?"

"Oh my day was just fine dear." She turned around with a bright smile on her face, her aura bright and welcoming. Her eyes shifted to me, her smile somehow growing wider.

"Hello, I'm [y/n]. It's lovely to meet you." You couldn't help but smile as you spoke, something about her just made you so unbelievably happy.

"Oh Peter's told me all about you dear." She walked up to you with her arms wide and hugged you.

Peter's talked about me?

You look over to Peter to see him cringing at the statement, but there's still a light tink of pink on his cheeks. "Okay aunt May, that's enough, we need to do our school work now, so if you could please stop holding her hostage, that'd be great."

"Holding me hostage? I'd much rather stay out here with May than go work on our project with you."

"Well too bad." He said while grabbing my arm and dragging you to his room.

"I'll be back for you May!"

She let out a hearty laugh and went back to cooking.

Once in Peters room he sat down on his bed and pulled out his school books, while you stood awkwardly near the door.

"You can sit down on my bed if you want, I also I a chair near my desk too." He said while looking up at you. Before you could answer though, he spoke again. "I'm gonna go for a quick shower, don't wanna be all greasy. I'll be right back."

And at that he sped out of the room to where you would assume the bathroom is.

I guess it wouldn't hurt to look around..

You set down your bag on his bed and glanced around the room, he had posters of various different franchises, his bed situated in in the corner near the window and the sheets ruffed and untidy from when he sad on it.

Near the door was his desk that had several books on string theory and quantum physics. Interesting. But tthere were also sheets that were filled with his writing on different formulars, you weren't exactly interesting in looking at chemisty equations so you moved your eyes elsewhere.

You noticed there was a book peeking out from under his bed, you picked it up to see there was no title, and its pages where quite thick.

You flicked through it, realising it was all pictures of random things, with a few words written underneath them, you kept skimming through until you saw a picture of yourself, and the words underneath read.

Looking at her is like looking at the sun, it hurts but it's just so beautiful to not look at. Knowing she'll never like me in the same way just means I can admire her beauty from afar.

Just as you were about to flip to another page, you heard the door open. "I told you I'd be quick." Peter walked in with a smile, his hair wet from the shower, and his clothes looked baggier and more comfy.

His smile dropped when he saw what you was holding, and it turned into a frown when he saw what page you were on. "Did nobody ever tell you not to snoop?"

"I'm sorry Peter, I didn't know what it was and when I realised I couldn't stop looking."

"It's not that you couldn't, you just didn't want to. How self centered to you have to be to look through peoples stuff thinking you can do what you want?"

His saddness quickly turned to anger, and rightfully so, you shouldn't have looked through his stuff.

"Peter I'm really sorry, truly."

"You are so spoiled to think I'd forgive you for this."

His voice raised a bit but not loud anout to alert aunt May.

"I don't expect you to forgive me, I'm just saying sorry, I can leave now if you want."

At that point he noticed how sad you looked, like you genuinely meant what you were saying. "No, no. It's fine, it's not that big of a deal, I shouldn't have gotten mad."

"But you did and that's totally fine. I shouldn't have looked through your stuff."

That's when you realised what exactly you had read, and blood rushed to your cheeks.

After a minute of silence, neither of you knowing what to say, you asked, "Did you mean it?"

"Mean what?"

"What you wrote."

"Yeah.. Does that bother you?" His eyes flickered down to the floor, as if waiting for you to say it does, that you don't like him.

"No, it doesn't. I just thought you hated me is all."

"How could anyone hate you, even when you're mean, you're nice."

"Oh."

"Oh?"

"Oh."

"How do you feel about me?"

"I- I think I like you.."

"You think?"

"I don't know, I'd like to get to know you more."

"I think thats a great idea."

"Really?"

"I mean yeah, I didn't expect a love confession or anything, maybe just an agreement to a date."

"I can do that."

"So you'll go on a date with me?"

"Yeah, I will."

"Cool, cool, cool."

That's when he started smiling, "So, how long have you liked me?"

"I said I think I like you Parker, don't get it twisted."

"Right, right. That's why you agreed to go on a date with me."

"I can easily take it back."

"Yeah you could, but you don't want to."

#tasm spiderman x reader #tasm spiderman x yn #tasm spidermanx you #fanfic #tasm peter parker x you #tasm peter parker x yn #tasm peter parker x reader #tasm peter parker #peter parker oneshot #peter parker imagine #spiderman fanfiction #peter parker fanfiction #tasm peter parker oneshot #tasm x reader #spiderman #peter parker

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plaindonutsworld · 2 years

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Gareth Emerson x Fem!Reader

I made part two to the Gareth story! Also this is 1st person this time (I, Me, My) next might be in you, your, and that kind of stuff

Part two

Okay, I made this because I thought it was cute but I got a request for a part two, I was going to make it anyway. But I just felt like I should get started now. And this one is longer than the first one, I think.

Warning: Blood, kissing, cussing, fluff, small abuse, injuries, fighting, comfort, and some harassment (somewhat) that may be it but I'm really not too bright so I have forgotten some stuff

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Sunday, 1984 6:58 AM

I picked my head up, tired and drowsy. Finding Gareth in my lap, my hand on his head, bundled in his hair. He was beautiful, and I enjoy his company. His clock on the wall dinged. 7 o'clock, my dad's going to beat the living hell out of me. But I could stay a bit longer, right? I rubbed Gareth's head softly, for maybe 5-10 minutes. Then stood up, softly moving him off of me, and he let out a small groan. "Huh? Where are you going, Sweetheart?" He said picking his head up drowsily and blinked a few times. "Nowhere, go back to sleep" I said rubbing his back, sitting next to him as he drifted back into his sleep.

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Sunday, 1984 9:30 AM

I'm so dead meat at home, but the house smelled nice. I had made breakfast, waffles, side of bacon and eggs and some lovely coffee for me and grabbed a Dr. Pepper for "Gareth The Great". Even though Gareth made sure I never did his house work, I had already cleaned the dishes, bathroom, his room, done the clothes and cleaned the kitchen and living room.

Gareth had started stirring around, he got up from the couch, house was clean and breakfast was on the table. "Y/N, did you do this? The house? And some food?" He said walking up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, he was shirtless and good God was he hot. The way he said he was always cold, but his body was so warm, he eyes were gentle, and I could feel his soft abs through my shirt. I nodded while washing the remaining dishes. "I told you four billion times that you do not clean here, I do. Got it?" He said, his morning voice was raspy and quite deep. Definitely a turn on for most people, I was most people yet I wasn't in the 'mood'. I groaned and turned around, now facing him. "But you don't clean like I do! Plus your house can get quite dirty sometimes, which isn't too pleasant when HellFire is over. And then you've got your shirts in the floor issue. I'm sorry babe but I refuse to le-" He cut me off, and with a long, yet sweet kiss. Which obviously melted my heart and I wrapped my arms around his neck. "I love you, but shut up" "Awww you love me?" "No, I think you're a horrible being." It came out so fast like he was certain. He said it so flatly. Did he mean it? "Of course I love you! And don't ever think otherwise, got it Sweetheart?" Sweetheart. The name that made me melt like butter. I nodded and swiped a kiss before running out the door yelling out. "Love you too, eat your food I'm running home!" And I was infact running home, I need to face your dad.

It has been atleast half an hour, I have never realized how far I lived, and I actually lived 30 minutes away from Gareth, and that was driving! Maybe I should have had Gareth drive me home, my current location wasn't even halfway home right now. Which I have to admit, sucks. As I arrived in town I heard the large clock ding, 11:00. Amazing, Dad wanted me home sooner but here I am, dying in this heat, sweating, and not to mention I already tripped four times. Maybe long bell-bottoms weren't the way to go. I just kept walking, and heard a car horn behind me. I turned around to see a older man. Okay he was like early 30's, so older than me. "Hey pretty lady, come on in my car. It'll cost you though." Ew. This old man was trying to get me to come home with him. Not to mention I was only 14. Minor safety at it's peak, how lovely. I turned around and began walking again, but someone grabbed my wrist. "I said. Get in the car." "What!? Ew! No!" "Get. In. The. Car."

The next thing I knew he was on the ground. And holy shit, your peaceful Gareth was beating him into the concrete. His hands were bloody, and the man had gotten up and threw your boyfriend onto the ground hitting the mess out of him. You needed to do something, and fast. "Get off of him!" You screamed, trying to pull the man off, yet he just threw you into his van door, you head slammed into it, knocked out. You awoke not much longer, maybe a minute later. Gareth was against the wall, his face was bloody, so were his hands, his clothes, his hair wasn't very fluffy anymore, he had cuts all over him, bruises, possible black eye and it looked like the list went on. You stood up, wincing. Killer headache, great. You saw a metal pole, this would help you out right now, eh? You picked it up, okay your boyfriend is getting he blood beat out of him, but suddenly Gareth had thrown him into the wall, and was messing this man's face up. Was it even the same creep? It was back and forth, man beat Gareth, Gareth beat man. You ran up behind the man, POW. You had just knocked this dude out with a pole. He fell to the ground, your eyes and Gareth's followed his back to the ground, then looked at each other quickly. "Y/N! You- you just knocked him out with that? Nevermind that, are you okay? Come here!" He said pulling you into his arms then grabbing you face looking you over. "Your head! It's... Well it's bleeding!" He cared way too much. "My head's fine, you don't look too sharp. Y-your face, and your arms, you look like you just got out of a meat grinder. Are YOU okay?" I said just above a whisper, cupping his face gently. "I'm fine, just go get in the car. Please?" (Yes, he drives illegally) His eyes were too much to say no to. I kissed his forehead and went to the car, looking at my hands as I sat down. It was a few minutes later before Gareth got in the car, but he got blood pretty much everywhere. "What took you so long?" "Just had to take a breather"

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What really happened:

"Listen here, you touch her again. You won't be so lucky. You're just glad she was here, or I'd be in jail for murder. Got it, Creep?" Gareth had the man by his collar, pinned to the wall. The man nodded quickly and scrambled away.

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We pulled up at my driveway and I got out, Gareth was about to drive away when I made him get out too. "Get inside this house so I can clean you up. Or I will just have to leave you." That was enough for him to get out. "I'll distract my dad, and you run to my room" "What?" "Just do it"

I walked through the door, and found my dad asleep on the couch, and motioned for Gareth to go. Which he did, I never saw him run so slow though. "Look what the dog dragged in" My dad said, grabbing my arm. "You're pretty late, don't you think so?" I kept my eyes of the ground, but looked up to see Gareth watching from a corner. I flashed a warm, comforting smile. I knew he'd do something if my dad decided to do anything, but Gareth wasn't in the condition to do anything. Yet sure enough my dear ol' dad was drunk. He practically threw me into our fireplace, tossing his glass bottle at me. Which busted, cutting me up. And I was unfazed, this was normal, I'd grown used to it, but I saw the fear, worry, and anger in Gareth's eye.

While my ever so loving father laughed, Gareth was marching up to him, throwing the hardest punch I'd ever seen. When did he get THAT strong? He was definitely out cold. He grabbed my wrist and dragged me to my room, slamming and locking my door. "No." He said flatly. "No? What did I do?" "It's not you, it's him. Pack your stuff, you're moving in with me." "What? No it's fine. Just sit down Babe. You can't take much more of this. Let me clean you up atleast." I sat down on my bed, and looked at me, he sat down as well. "Im not taking no for a answer, you can get me cleaned up, as long as you move in with me." He played that card, and I wasn't going to let him leave my house without being treated. "Fine, just come on." I said dragging him to the bathroom.

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Sunday, 1984 12:36

"Hold still!" I yelled at him, sitting in his lap, cleaning the cut on his face. "You shouldn't have done that" I whispered to him. "Oh but I did. Both of the times. That creep was looking at you. And the man who helped you into this world could have took you out" He said swiping a kiss and smiling. He's just like a little kid. "Alright, get in the shower, you've still got blood on you. I'll find some clothes I stole- I mean you left here." "Yea... 'left' here " He said smiling as I got off him and leaving. I walked back in while he had just got undressed, my jaw dropped and I closed my eyes. "It's called a lock!" "Oh come on Sweetheart, it's nothing you haven't seen before!" "Shut up! Just take your clothes!" I was bright red, practically a tomato. "You're not getting in with me?" "Umm no! You told me to get packing so I best hop to it!" I said making my way out of the bathroom and back into my room, hearing him yell dramatically. "Why must you do thissssss!"

I let out a light chuckle and grabbed a bag, or two, or three. Okay maybe six bags, but they had important stuff going to be put in them. You got to work grabbing the best clothes then the rest, chucking them in a bag. Then you moved to makeup, then the hair supplies, and finally the stuff that hit home, like a picture of you and your mom when you were a small kid. And your first stuffed animal, or your favorite blanket. Which was your baby blanket 'Maddie' as you called it. "Y/N, you almost done?" "Huh? Oh, yes! Just a fe-" you were interrupted by a loud clatter under your bed. Your head, as well as Gareth's whipped to look, you knew what it was but your boyfriend didn't and he looked suspicious. He walked slowly over, and you ran and slid on your knees, reaching under the bed, pulling out your grey and white kitten. "Timmy!" You yelled out.

"Timmy?" "Timmy!" "Timmy." "Timmy!"

"That's a Timmy?" He questioned. "Yea, turns out she's a girl but we already had a name picked out." "We?" He stared blankly at you. "Me and Robin of course! Wait can he come? Please? My dad won't feed her. But I will, you won't even know she's there!" He pinched the bridge of his nose. "Fine fine fine. I'll talk to my mom." "Thank you so so so SO much! Here just pet her!" You said holding Timmy out. "No thanks I'm good" "Please?" You said, big puppy dog eyes and he knew he wasn't going to win this one. "Fine" He said grabbing the cat, petting her softly and she was starting to purr. "She's okay I guess"

The kitten jumped off him, and a few seconds later and I jumped in Gareth's lap, shoving him onto his back on the bed. He winced. I hurt him. I quickly scrambled off him, not wanting to further hurt him. "I- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you! I... I just... I didn't mean to, it was an accident! I'm sorry I don't know what got into me, I knew you were hurt yet I sti-" He pulled me into his arms, and kissed me, pulling me in tighter, I could almost feel the pain he was going through, just to kiss me. "You uhh... You ramble. A lot" He said breaking the kiss, and holding me close but held his side with one hand. Hoping I wouldn't notice, but I did. "Hey? Are you okay?" I said moving his hand, and lifting his shirt. Instant horror shot across my face. "Babe, I'm going to be right back." He had a horrible gash on his side, like he was slammed into something then they ripped his skin.

After I finally got him cleaned up, he was perky already, nagging me to finish getting my stuff together. He grabbed all my bags, despite all my protests. "Just grab the kitten, Sweetheart."

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Monday, 1986 11:53 AM

It had been 3 years since I moved in with him. And his best friend was dead, Eddie was gone. Gareth became the DM of HellFire, but he claims it wasn't the same. Not without Eddie. So he became slightly depressed, and joined the gang to help kill Vecna. And he was quite shocked to hear everything that went on in Hawkins.

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Part three?

I am definitely making a part three to this. I'm invested, this will definitely be a fix it, small spoiler for next part, *in code*, Fangs.

I'll let everyone sit on that for a bit, this part was longer than the last and I'm glad I could write it so fast. Part three should be out by the 26th. Excited for anyone to read!

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Outlander stars Caitriona Balfe and Sam Heughan break down the action-packed season 6 finale

"It's the first time we've done action together," Heughan tells EW.

Jamie and Claire make a hell of a team — but sometimes that's not enough to keep them out of harm's way.

On Sunday night's season 6 finale of Outlander, Claire (Caitriona Balfe) and Jamie (Sam Heughan) faced off against Richard Brown (Chris Larkin) and his Committee of Safety once again as Brown came to arrest her for the murder of Malva Christie (Jessica Reynolds).

Claire refused to give herself up, resulting in a Western-worthy shootout between the Committee of Safety and her and Jamie. But after an hours-long standoff and much discussion of Jamie's seeming nine lives, the couple decided to give themselves up and let Claire stand a fair trial.

Unexpected mercy came in the form of Tom Christie (Mark Lewis Jones), who insisted on allowing Claire and Jamie to spend one final night in their bed and then commenced to follow them on the road to the nearest town.

As things devolved, Brown and his men became restless, ultimately separating Jamie and Claire, threatening Jamie's life, and taking Claire to Wilmington where she may or may not get that fair trial. Tom stuck by Claire's side, promising to ensure Jamie's life and that she is handled justly.

But Jamie didn't waste any time taking matters into his own hands. After being rescued by Ian (John Bell) and the Cherokee, he set out for Wilmington with vengeance on his mind.

We caught up with Balfe and Heughan about getting to film their first action scenes together, when they knew they would have a shortened season that ended here, and what lies ahead for our favorite Scot and his Sassenach.

Credit: Robert Wilson/Starz

ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY: At what point did you know you would stop with eight episodes and that this would be the finale?

CAITRIONA BALFE: It was quite late, wasn't it, Sam? The original plan for this season was always 12 episodes. Obviously, COVID made it slightly difficult. I made it slightly difficult. There was going to be a point where I wouldn't be able to shoot anymore. Instead of writing Claire out of a few episodes, they decided instead to stop at a certain point, and then tack whatever episodes we didn't do on to this season that we're shooting now. But that decision wasn't made probably until halfway through shooting.

SAM HEUGHAN: There was a point where we were going to break for a bit and come back and continue after you'd given birth, which would have been interesting...

BALFE: I think they were like, "You can come back after eight weeks, right"? I was like, "Ahhh, maybe not."

Did that lead to any rewriting of this episode, as far as you know?

BALFE: Not really. I don't think they adapted any scripts really at all? This was the story that was always going to be told. We had the final four episodes that we're shooting now. They've since been kind of changed since we've started season 7, but this was always the way it was going to be shot.

We've seen Claire and Jamie stand by each other through thick and thin, but this is the first time we've seen them in a shootout together. What was it like filming that together?

HEUGHAN: Claire — or Caitriona — is pretty good at loading rifles, and also a pretty damn good shot. It's sort of them against the world, right? They're a good team, and it's fun to see them now literally fighting people off to protect their home. It's the first time we've done action together.

BALFE: It's the first time I've ever smoked a gun, unintentionally. Note to self: when you fire and there's a flash in the pan and you've got all this smoke going up, don't inhale at that moment because you literally will smoke the gun.

Sam, why do you think Jamie ultimately relents and gives themselves up?

HEUGHAN: There's no other option, and it's an interesting one because they talk about death in this episode in the scene. Jamie's weighed up all the odds and this is the only option. Their salvation, or not salvation, but at least, an option, comes in the form of the fisherfolk and gets them out of this situation with the Browns and the standoff. But are they going to something worse? I don't know. Or Jamie doesn't know. But at least it's a way out. You can see that there's no other option. No one's coming to rescue them, or the people that are coming won't be able to be able to be effective. So, they're stuck. They're completely stuck in a dead end.

Tom seems oddly protective of Claire. What do both Claire and Jamie make of his sudden kindness and his change in behavior?

BALFE: I don't know. It's funny. Tom's just a funny one. You never really know what's going on in that strange little man's head. But it's been so lovely working with Mark Lewis Jones and watching the evolution of that character, and the evolution of the relationships that Claire and Jamie have with him. Is he just wanting true justice as he sees it? Does he want Claire to have a fair trial because he believes so piously in truth and fairness and all of those things? Maybe. Maybe there's another reason. But at least it is nice for her to have a face — I was about to say a friendly face but I don't know if you can really call him that — but it's nice to have Tom there in that capacity because at least Claire feels like she has some protection once Jamie's gone.

Should we still be suspicious of Tom, though? I think Jamie would be.

HEUGHAN: I mean, look, we started the whole season with flashbacks to how their relationship started off and it's always been very confrontational. They've been on different sides. But there is this strange respect between them. And at this point, in this episode, Jamie's beginning to question why Tom is helping and he may be working out the reasons why. But salvation comes in the form of Tom Christie, which is very unexpected. And as Caitriona said, working with Mark Lewis Jones has been incredible, but also the character has this incredible arc and you may find out more later on in new seasons.

Claire is in danger of losing her life, but Jamie and Ian are hot on her trail. She's been in tight spots before, but how worried should we be? Can Jamie get there fast enough?

BALFE: It's very dangerous times at the moment. There's multiple threats. There's the threat of the Browns and all of that, but this is a time where law and order is completely breaking down. We don't know if there's going to be any form of trial, what that might look like, are people willing to take justice into their own hands. There's a lot going on, so you better hurry up.

And we know Jamie will protect Claire at any cost, so is there more bloodshed coming to Wilmington?

HEUGHAN: Well, Jamie's lost many of his nine lives. It's all about allegiances and what side are you on? We see the Cherokee at least side with Jamie, interestingly, but as Caitriona said, the world is breaking down around them. You can't rely on the traditions or the moral code that we're used to, so who knows where salvation will come from, where rescue will come from. But Jamie certainly will do everything he can to rescue her from prison.

Caitriona, did you really just say you had to stop working so you didn't have to keep wearing that wig?

BALFE: Which one? The short one? I like the short one! Not the short-short one. I wasn't a big fan of that one. But the like bob-y one, I'm into it.

HEUGHAN: Jamie didn't like it.

BALFE: Jamie didn't like any of them.

HEUGHAN: Jamie cried.

BALFE: Jamie cried over her hair!

Will next season pick up right where we left off, since it's those last four episodes?

HEUGHAN: We actually pick up with Claire's hair.

BALFE: In fact, we're just dedicating an entire episode to Claire's hair. We're just going to sit there with it for one hour.

How much easier was this finale for both of you? I imagine it was significantly less emotionally taxing than the end of season 5?

BALFE: It was much, much easier. I'm going to say that.

HEUGHAN: It was definitely easier. We have the same director, Jamie Payne, who's brilliant and he did such a great job last season. There's a reason we brought him back. He works so well with the writers and the crew, but also with us as well. And he really involves us in the conversation. But yeah, it was nice to do something a little more lighthearted. The end of last season was pretty, pretty horrific for all the characters. We enjoyed the shooting stuff, right? Even though Caitriona was how-many-months pregnant?

BALFE: I think it was six-and-a-half months.

You're already back filming season 7. Can you tease it at all?

BALFE: There's a lot going on next season. We're almost done with our first block, and it's been really, really great. It's felt super positive. Everybody's really excited about it. We have some amazing actors that have come in. I don't know what we can say. Usually we get a list of, "Don't say this and don't say that," but nobody said anything. Maybe we can just say everything right now.

HEUGHAN: It's going very well. And it feels really positive. It feels like a really strong start. So there's a lot to look forward to.

BALFE: What we can say is there will definitely be conclusion to some of this, some of these threads will have been tied up early on. And we will then have a lot of new characters join that are going to be very meaningful to the series.

This interview has been edited and condensed for length and clarity.

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Remember… they were like, "You can come back after eight weeks, right"? I was like, "Ahhh, maybe not." — Caitríona Balfe

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