#i was noodling around for like an hour and it sounds so relaxing

[inkybinkyboink]

today i rented a guitar.

#i think im worried about going into a bad headspace again this summer because summer is kind of a tricky time for that #i dont like not being at school #i think i always need to be doing something #so i rented a guitar from the music store and im going to attempt to learn over the summer #i was noodling around for like an hour and it sounds so relaxing #ive been “playing” ukulele for a few years now and its a lot trickier than ukulele because there's more strings but knowing how its mapped #out from already knowing how a ukulele works is super helpful #its nice having something to work on for the next little while #but im more excited about the prospect of just having been able to do that #like i walked into the store and went “i wanna rent a guitar” and the dude was like “how old r u” and i went “twenty" #and then i filled out the paperwork and now i just have a guitar #and it only cost like 20 bucks #thats so cool to me #idk i guess they're just little things that remind me that being an adult is scary but it can also be kind of fun? you kind of realize that #when everyone else tells you that you have free will now it doesnt just mean being able to drive whereever you want whenever you want #it means being able to rent things and stuff too #and having the authority to say “i would like to do this” and being totally allowed to do it (within ethical boundaries ofc ofc 😌😌😌) #its like...deeper than the kind of rebelliousness of driving past midnight or getting tattoo or driving to a bar #its a weird sense of control thats oddly reassuring #delete later probably #tig rants

[daysofyellowroses]

noodles

carmen berzatto x reader | 1.9k | based on this absolutely adorable request from my darling @thecapricunt1616 enjoy it then i am beyond happy 💗🌼🫶🏻

It didn't matter how many times you shook the plastic stick, the little pink plus sign didn't fade. You tossed it in the trash can, where it joined three others with matching pink pluses. You couldn't really get your head around it, you'd been careful, taken things relatively slow..well, kind of. 

Things had just progressed a little quicker than you'd expected. One minute you're applying for a hostess job, thinking you probably won't even get an interview, seeing as it was a Michelin-starred hotspot, then next thing you're front and center at a fancy restaurant and spending large portions of your shift flirting with the head chef. 

It was never serious flirting, it was just silly and fun. You made flirty comments to everyone, you just particularly meant them with Carmy. He finally seemed to get the hint when you asked him upstairs after he'd dropped you home for the 10th time. 

Nothing really happened that night, you just shared a drink, cheap wine from your refrigerator, and made each other laugh with stupid jokes. You told him you meant it when you flirted, he insisted you were joking. It was only when you kissed him that he finally got the message, kissing you back with a fervor that had your head spinning in the most wonderful way. 

From there you two developed a relationship that suited you both. You were professional at work, still had some nights apart when you were both exhausted or just needed some alone time. But you had spent hours sitting on his kitchen counter watching him cook, told him stories from your past, encouraged him to tell you some stories too. You watched movies that you didn't pay full attention to, you read your book with your legs over Carm's lap, rolling your eyes with a grin when he would tease you for looking so serious. 

It was the best relationship you'd ever been in, and while you weren't sure what the future held, you were positive Carm would be a big part of it, that you two would keep going, develop your relationship.

Sure, you had thought about kids, marriage, a home together etc., but in a kind of just-for-fun-daydreamy kind of way. 

Now, one of those things was becoming a reality. It wasn't exactly how you would have planned it, you and Carm weren't even living together. Sure, you stayed at his most nights of the week and had more than a few personal belongings left there, but it wasn't the same.

It felt like moving in should have been the next step. The excitement of starting to really build a foundation together. You were just skipping ahead a step or two, apparently. 

Eventually you left the bathroom and chose to sit on your bed for a while instead. You called your doctor and made an appointment, more as a formality. Maybe it would feel more real when your doctor told you rather than seeing it on a plastic stick you'd peed on.

Once you were dressed you went to make a coffee before stopping yourself, wondering if it was ‘allowed’, even though it was so early on. You decided to play it safe, having a herbal tea instead, which you nearly choked on when your phone rang, Carmy's ID flashing up on the screen.

Did he know? How could he know?

“Hey,” You smiled as much as you could, trying to feel normal. “How are you? How is everything?”

You hoped you didn't sound too unusual or not yourself, feeling annoyingly aware of yourself.

“Hey, everything's good,” Carm replied and you felt yourself relax a little. “Just..there's been a slight change of plan for today.”

You stifled a laugh, nothing Carm could say could be a bigger change of plan than an unexpected pregnancy.

“Oh? You raised a brow, lightly tapping your nails against your cup. “What's up?”

“So, it turns out that apparently I promised Richie and Sug that I'd babysit while they have some meetings. I hate to ask when it's your day off but..could you help me?”

You couldn't help but laugh, resting your head on your head on your hand and letting out a soft sigh.

“Of course I'll help, don't worry. When do you need me?” 

An couple of hours later, you found yourself at Carmy's apartment, smiling as he opened the door looking flustered, a toddler on his hip and a doll in his hand.

“Perfect timing,” He smiled, stepping aside to let you in. “I'm outnumbered.”

“Who said I'm on your side?” You raised a brow, smiling at the little boy on Carmy's hip and gently stroked his cheek as he giggled. “I'm here to help the kids gang up on you.”

“Oh good,” Carm nodded, lightly tapping you with the doll. “Bring it on.”

You made your way to the living room, smiling as you spotted Eva on the couch, giving her a little wave.

“Hey girly girl,” You grinned, going to sit next to her. “Hope you've been keeping your uncle busy?”

“Yeah,” She giggled, leaning over to you as Carm came into the room. You leaned down, smiling as she whispered in your ear.

A half hour or so later, you went to open the living room door as there was a knock, adjusting the toddler on your hip before opening it and trying to keep a straight face as you met Carm's eyes.

“Hi, can I help you?” You asked, raising a brow.

“Uh, yeah, actually,” Carmy nodded, trying to keep a straight face. “I have an appointment, I'm a little early but..maybe you could squeeze me in?”

“Maybe,” You nodded, biting your lip softly. “Come in, follow me.”

You turned and walked further into the room, gesturing to the couch. “Take a seat.”

“Yes ma'am,” Carm nodded as you walked to the kitchen door and opened it.

“Your two o'clock is early,” You said, glancing back to Carm for a moment.. “Do you want to fit him in now?”

You nodded before turning back to Carm and gesturing to the kitchen. “She'll see you now, come through.”

You walked into the kitchen and smiled as you watched Carm walk in, the smile on his face as he spotted the makeshift beauty salon that had been set up.

“Take a seat,” Eva gestured to the seat across the counter, an adorably serious look on her face. You placed the baby into his high chair by the table, smiling as you heard Eva boss her uncle around.

“Hands in the bowl, keep them still.”

You went to the fridge, taking out a little light blue lunch box before glancing over to Carm with a smile.

“What color do you want?” Eva asked, pointing to the handful of nail polishes sitting on the counter. 

 “Hm, I'm not sure,” Carm mused, looking at the colors. “I got a big date tonight, I wanna look my best. What do you think will suit me?”

You smiled to yourself as you put the lunch box in the microwave, laughing softly as you heard Eva tell Carm to hold still.

After lunch and Carmy's nail appointment, you decided to take the kids to the park, feeling a new wave of love for your boyfriend that he made no attempt to remove the red nail polish. When you were taking the stroller to the lift, one of Carm's neighbors passed you in the hall and smiled at you and realized that it wouldn't be long before the baby in the stroller would be yours.

You brushed off the thought, trying to focus on just having a nice, fun day. As you were en route to the park, Carm asked if you could have a little detour, and you were sure the look on the kids faces when you arrived at build-a-bear would never leave you.

Carm took his nephew from the stroller and placed him on his hip before taking him to pick out a teddy, your heart swelling in your chest, moreso when Eva took your hand and asked you to help her choose.

You found yourself subconsciously placing your hand on your stomach, wondering what it would feel like to hold your own baby on your hip, feel their hand in yours, see the excitement in their eyes when they were presented with a cute little toy.

Carm's nephew had picked a bear (perhaps with a little nudge from his uncle), that ended up in a chefs uniform (that one was a total push), while Eva chose a bunny that she chose a performance outfit for. 

When you got back to Carm's, you were more than happy to chill on the couch, though you practically melted into it when Carm got a book and read to the kids (and their new toys) til they were asleep. 

“Not a bad effort,” You smiled, looking over to Carm and trying not to imagine the toddler that could be in his lap one day. “You might actually be pretty good at this whole uncle thing.”

“I might just be,” Carm grinned, reaching out to touch your hand. “Had help from the best though.”

“You're welcome,” You smiled, gently stroking his hand. “I presume that's why you're taking me on a..big date, was it?”

“Oh absolutely,” Carm nodded, looking serious for a moment before he grinned. “the biggest.”

“Hm, guess I'll have to get glammed up,” You smiled, looking over to Eva. “Maybe I'll see if I can get a last minute appointment.”

That evening, after a quick trip home to grab a change of clothes, you were back in Carmy's apartment. It felt so quiet without the kids, you found yourself putting on music just for background noise. 

When you were in the bathroom putting on your makeup, you felt a wave of nausea hit you, more out of nerves than anything else. You hoped it would leave, but before you knew it you were bent over the toilet, taking a deep breath as you waited for the inevitable.

There was a knock on the bathroom door when you were washing your hands, looking up at the mirror taking a deep breath. Even with makeup you still looked unwell. 

“Hey,” Carm smiled as you opened the door, the concern evident on his face. “Are you okay? I thought I heard..”

“I'm fine,” You nodded, taking a deep breath and letting out a sigh as the concern didn't leave his face. “I just..need to talk to you.”

You walked into the bedroom, sitting on the bed and trying to think of the right words.

“Okay,” You began. “this is..really not what I thought would happen, and I don't know how you're going to take this but..oh god..”

As you buried your head in your hands, Carm was immediately by your side, his arm around your waist. 

“Whatever it is you can tell me,” He assured you. “I promise. Just let it out, we'll handle it.”

“I'm pregnant.” You said before you could stop yourself or build it up more, lowering your hands and looking over to Carm.

“You're..wow,” Carmy nodded, rubbing his jaw. “Well, thank fuck for that. I mean, I knew, but I thought you were dumping me.”

“Wait what?” You raised a brow. “You knew? How did you know?”

“I just knew,” Carm shrugged with a smile. “I mean, I guess I hoped I was right..I know it's skipping ahead a little but..I want what we had today, all the time.”

“Can you stop being so perfect for like one day?” You rolled your eyes with a grin, resting your head on Carmy's shoulder. “Or maybe just after the big date.”

#the bear #the bear 🐻 #the bear fic #carmen berzatto x reader #carmy berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto x you #carmy berzatto x you #why do so many of my stories involve kids and or pregnancy #it's not intentional #just a vibe #🫶🏻🌼💗

[breadbrioche]

estimated time of arrival

so mun x reader

➳summary: mun is excited to see you after being apart for so long

➳warnings: takes place early season 2, accidental confessions

➳word count: 731

➳a/n: some fluff before whatever happens in this weekend’s episode

“Who’s Y/N?” Jeokbong asked, standing idly in the middle of the shop floor of Unnie’s Noodles while the other counters were rushing around him, carrying various supplies and decorations.

“Another counter on our team.” Motak explains while setting out the table. “They went overseas to help out with dealing with the evil spirits.”

“And they’re finally coming back today!” Mun added happily while entering from the kitchen, bringing in a ladder to hang up banners.

“How are they like? You seem really excited, Mun.” Jeokbong asked, noticing how bright he got at your mention.

“That’s only because he’s had a crush on Y/N since-“ Hana began with a smirk before she was cut off by a stuttering, red faced Mun who urgently pressed a hand on her mouth to silence her.

In his embarrassed state, the boy must have forgotten all about Hana’s aversion to touch as he was instantly thrown to the ground with a loud thud, making him groan painfully.

“Good god Hana! Is this really the time for that?” Ms Chu exclaimed while helping Mun to his feet. Hana rolled her eyes at Ms Chu babying Mun before continuing her previous task.

“Can someone call Y/N and see where they are now? I still haven't gotten started on making the noodles!” Ms Chu fussed. Mun immediately offered himself to do it and excused himself from the room to go to the downstairs gym speedily, ignoring all the snickers and hushed gossiping from the others.

Dialing your number, he held it up to his ear and the call picked up in only a few rings.

“Hello?”

Mun instinctively smiled hearing your voice, even if it was a bit muffled from the phone.

“Hey, it’s me. We were wondering how far away you were now since we last called. Everyone’s really excited to see you again.”

“I am too! You don’t even know how much I missed you all. Anyways, I think I’m about half an hour away now? So not too long”

“Are you kidding? That’s way too long! Tell the driver to hurry up or something” Mun complained playfully. He heard you sigh on the other side of the phone.

“You’ve already waited a year! This should be nothing compared to that. Jeez, you’re so impatient sometimes.”

“Well that’s only because it’s been that long! Why should I wait longer than I have to so I can see you again?”

You laughed at his whining and Mun’s heart fluttered at the sound. He placed a hand on his chest, trying to calm himself down; it’s just you, he told himself. There was no need to get so nervous.

“I’ll be there soon.” You reassured him. “Maybe you could help out Ms Chu or something to help pass the time”

“Fine.” He finally gave in. “But don’t you dare be late!”

“I’ll see what I can do. But don’t blame me if there’s too much traffic!” You warned him jokingly, making Mun chuckle.

“See you soon, okay? I love you.”

The words came out so naturally that Mun hadn’t even registered what he said until a few moments passed and he was met with a shocking silence on your end. Mun gasped in realization and hung up immediately, not knowing what else to do.

He groaned frustratedly as he slapped his face, scolding himself. So Mun you’re an idiot!, he thought regretfully.

Mun had half a mind to call you back and try to explain himself but millions of thoughts ran through his mind in a second; what if you don’t feel the same? What if you find it weird? How was he ever gonna face you again?

Mun was knocked out of his spiralling thoughts when he felt his phone vibrate in his hand. The screen lit up, showing a text notification from you.

<Haha you didn’t even let me say anything>

The boy’s shoulders relax slightly, relieved that you aren’t totally mad at him. As Mun tried to decide how to respond, he saw you send another text. But upon reading it, Mun thought his heart almost exploded.

A stupid grin grew on his face while his already erratic heartbeat quickens even more as Mun rereads the text over and over to make sure it his eyes weren’t playing tricks on him.

<But i love you too lets talk when I get home 💕>

#the uncanny counter #the uncanny counter x reader #the uncanny counter fic #so mun #so mun x reader #kdrama #kdrama x reader #kdrama fic #own works #not my best work but itll do #i actually very much dislike using y/n as a name insert but I had to #and how do you write phone calls

[bendycxmet]

Makeup, Makeout—Vash the Stampede

Summary: Relaxing one night with Vash leads you to wanting to do makeup on him, and leads to more than you could have hoped for.

Word Count: ~2.1k

Pairing: gn!reader x Vash the Stampede

Content: modern AU, tension, teasing, some heavy making out, makeup, overall fluff

“Yo Wolfwood, you going anywhere today?” Vash peeked into his friend’s doorway.

“Want me out for a specific reason?” inquired Wolfwood from his desk in the corner of his dimly lit room, the only light coming from his computer screen as his lithe fingers danced over the keyboard, furious clicks sounding as he shot away at the enemy team. “Playing hooky? Thought that was my job.” With a quick glance, Wolfwood glanced at his blonde roommate, fidgeting with his vermilion hoodie, shrinking into the cotton material under his gaze.

Wolfwood snickered.

“They’re coming over aren’t they?” Vash sheepishly hummed at his friend’s guess, hinting to him that his guess was right as ever. Wolfwood sighed, pausing his game and removing his headphones so that he can turn to face Vash.

“Vash, when are you two going to finally date each other? We all can only handle so much pining between you two,” he said, referencing the times he, Milly, and Meryl all shared exasperated looks at the only two in the room that didn’t realize they had feelings for each other. 

“Give me a break? I don’t even know if they like me!” Vash groaned.

Wolfwood sighed. “Yeah yeah I’ll head out tonight to the girl’s apartment upstairs and give you two lovebirds your time alone.”

Living in the same apartment building as your friend group can really come in handy sometimes. You were more comfortable living with the girls, obviously, since they cleaned up after themselves and weren’t as noisy as the boys rooming a floor away. 

“Thank you…I appreciate it. It’s been a long week for them. They just wanted to have a movie night with me. No offense to you guys.” Vash chuckled, not blaming you for wanting to avoid the others, seeing as they were more…energized in their interactions half the time.

“Don’t sweat it. Already knew. Milly and Meryl texted me earlier inviting me to theirs so we could eat out at the new noodle shop since they said they saw how restless you seemed. We all know that means they want some alone time to recharge with their favorite person…” Wolfwood insinuated, winking at Vash. “Don’t have too much fun tonight.”

~~~~~~~

“Can I give you a rocker look?”

“Huh?”

You and Vash were cuddled together on the couch, watching some seasonal movie on TV as the end of the year was finally upon you two. You felt extremely cozy, a large plush blanket covering your body, your arms wrapped around his middle, smushing your face into his shoulder as you peered up at him, his arm softly placed on your back. He could hardly take the way your eyes peered up at him. 

It had been rainy that day, thick fluffy clouds slathered across the sky, a cold that licked at your skin all day until the warmth that radiated from Vash chased away the chills you had. 

The boys’ apartment, although weirdly put together in their decorations, was welcoming. Vash’s plants lined the wall that welcomed in the sun’s rays the most, not a leaf out of place. Poorly strung lights were loosely strewn across the ceiling, illuminating the living room in a warm glow, reflecting off the group pictures hung on the walls. The sky peeking in through the blinds revealed that it was blue hour, a contrasting gloomy blue to the warm tones of Vash’s apartment. All of these components proved to be a perfect spell for you to fall asleep on his couch. You needed something to wake yourself up.

“Yanno. With makeup,” you deadpanned, as if it was the obvious answer to his bewilderment.

“But…why? We don’t have any makeup here.” Vash tilted his head to the side, looking more like a confused puppy than ever. 

“I think you got the perfect face for a rocker look.” 

You could never tell him that it’s because he was already gorgeous, you were just curious how much prettier he could be with makeup on. 

“Besides, I have my makeup on me right now.”

“...were you planning on this?” Vash teased, squeezing your sides as a toothy grin fought to crack his face. You squealed at his movements, sadly having to wrench yourself from his warmth. 

“No! Mmm… maybe… anyways! I thought it would be good practice!” With that, you got up and quickly gathered your supplies from your bag. Black eyeshadow and eyeliner, a simple look that no doubt will send you to your knees once you saw it on him. 

“Hmm, ok how should I go about this…” you looked around, first glancing to his bedroom wondering if the dingy light in the bathroom would be enough. Yet, he was much taller than you, so peering up at him would hurt your neck…

“Uhh, we could just do it right here, no? I mean, it’s comfortable,” Vash offered from where he lounged on the couch.

“I guess you’re right!” With that, you plopped yourself down. Only, you don’t know what got into you. Or how shameless you were in that moment. Well, with how you were seated in Vash’s lap, knees on either side of his legs as you rummaged around in your makeup bag.

Vash froze. He was warm before, but now he felt hot. He peered at you as you grabbed a makeup palette, opening it and looking at your options, oblivious to the effect you had on him. You were rambling about how you came across this look, seeing a tutorial online earlier in the day and feeling inspired to try it on him as the guy in the video had similar features to the man between your thighs.

“Ok, ready. Close your eyes for me,” you said, opting to use your finger for the black eyeshadow. Doesn’t need to be perfect. 

Vash rushed to close his eyes before you made eye contact, hoping you couldn’t see how wide his eyes became from your previous movements. 

You hummed as you gently swiped the pigment onto his pale complexion, perfectly content and focused with the task at hand. Vash fought to keep his breathing under control so as to not reveal how fast paced his heart was, the action proving difficult as he felt your warm breath swoop over his cheeks, the scent that is so uniquely you filling his nostrils, indicating just how close you truly were.

Vash felt you lean back, thanking the heavens he was able to get a second to clear his mind of you. This was short lived as he felt you lean back in.

“Alright, now I need you to open your eyes for me. I gotta do the eyeliner on your bottom lid.” Vash breathed, slowly opening his blue eyes to stare down at a spot on your shoulder, avoiding eye contact. 

“Heyy~ I need you to look up now.”

He looked up at the low hanging lights, choosing to focus on one bulb. You went to work again, slowly adding the eyeliner to his lower lids. You were nearly done with the second eye when a shuddering breath reached your ears. The haze in your mind from focusing on applying makeup cleared, a veil seemingly lifted from your senses. When had you gotten so close?!

Shit. Vash nearly made it through your routine, just up until you leaned impossibly closer to him. The moment the warmth radiating off your face connected with his, your chest flattening against his, he couldn’t help the staggering breath that left him. The position you two were in was becoming too intimate.

You took a deep breath before taking in the sight before you. Damn, you did a good job. The onyx pigmentation contrasted perfectly with everything that is Vash. His fair skin. His wonderfully blue eyes that were always regarding you with such kindness and reverence. He was a sight to behold. He was hot. 

Your senses were completely engulfed by Vash, your surroundings blurring. His light floral scent, his warmth that came from where you two were touching, his wet, slightly parted lips…his heaving chest… wait. What the hell is going on? 

It was finally then that you realized what you had been up to for the past five minutes. You were seated, too comfortably, in his lap. Your proximity to him could be labeled as promiscuous with how your thighs were hugging his.

“O-Ok, I think I’m done. You’re making me jealous! How dare you have better eyelashes than me. Anyway, you look really cool! Let’s go look in the mirror!” you rambled, reeling from your revelation. 

Get out. Abort. Move away, goddammit! You’re cutting it close! Your mind all but screamed at you.

You went to push away from him, but you found yourself not budging an inch. Confused, you looked down, seeing Vash’s lean arm grasping your back, keeping you close to him.

~~~~~~~

“You’re a coward.”

“Excuse you?!” screamed Vash, his words slurred as Wolfwood kept him upright on their walk home from the club.

“All that liquid courage and you didn’t make a single damn move on them?? No matter how drunk everyone in that club was, people could tell how in love you two were!” Wolfwood pressed.

The group had gone out on a chilly Saturday night, searching for a fun time, choosing to head into a local club, where they all got positively hammered. Everyone had several rounds of tequila, you and Vash taking the lead and stumbling on the dancefloor. The entire night, the remaining crew rolled their eyes at your blatant affection for one another. Your hands were around Vash’s neck, his hands protectively encircling your back as you two danced song after song, bodies closely swaying to the beat, in your own worlds until Vash had to run to the bathroom to empty the contents of his stomach. 

“We were just dancing, like everyone else!” Vash yelled.

“If only you saw it from our point of view…prove me wrong. Next time.”

“Whaa…?” 

Wolfwood breathed a sigh of relief as they entered their apartment building. 

“Next time you’re that close to them, make a move. Normal friends don’t usually get that close to each other. Time and time again.”

Although Vash was drunk out of his mind that night, he managed to catch every single one of Wolfwood’s critiques. Wolfwood’s recommendation managed to lodge itself in the recesses of his mind. 

~~~~~~~

His pupils were dilated, probably matching the way yours looked at that moment. You shuddered as his hand slowly moved up to caress the back of your head. You didn’t dare move away this time. 

Make a move. Wolfwood’s words echoed once again in his head. 

Yeah, maybe I will. With that final thought, he closed the tiny distance you had created.

Warm. That’s all you felt in that moment. You had imagined countless times what it would feel like to finally kiss him, but none of your childish fantasies lived up to this moment. His plump lips were soft as they moved against your own, pulling gasps and full-body shivers from you. He angled both your heads, deepening the kiss. He groaned at your reciprocation, the arm around your waist squeezing you tighter against him, unknowingly brushing you against his hips. Your arms went to hug his shoulders at the same time his hand came up to carefully cradle your jaw, his thumb swiping across your cheekbones. You were panting into his mouth at this point, all oxygen leaving your body at the deep kisses he was giving you, his tongue swiping across your bottom lip as a heads up before delving in to explore and get to know a new part of you.

He’s gonna be the death of you.

He hoped you could understand him. In the kisses he gave you, he hoped you could hear his confessions of love and admiration he has harbored for you, his apologies for taking so long to give them to you. One day, he would say them out loud. Not today, though. What you both needed at this moment was each other’s physical presence finally molding and mixing together. 

~~~~~~~

3am. That’s gotta be enough time for those lovebirds. Wolfwood sleepily pondered, key turning in the lock to his shared apartment. 

"Let us know how they are! They haven’t responded to our texts for awhile now. That’s gotta mean something!" The girls’ voice rang in the back of his head. Crossing the threshold, Wolfwood’s eyes immediately fell on the pair on the couch. 

He snickered. You were in a peculiar position, arms and legs wrapped around Vash’s hips and waist, your sleeping face tucked into his neck, soft, even breaths occasionally blowing against the blonde’s skin. It was as if your unconscious body was unwilling to let go of Vash now that you finally had him. Your head failed to cover the circular bruises littered on Vash’s neck, your own neck mirroring his.

Vash shyly met Wolfwood’s eyes. Although the room was dimly lit, Wolfwood could see Vash’s face had been beet red.

“You two really are idiots.”

A/N: thx for reading! everything is crossposted on my ao3

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divider by saradika

#vash x reader #trigun x reader #vash the stampede x reader #trigun #trigun stampede #tristamp #vash the stampede #vash fluff #vash x reader fluff #vash the stampede x reader fluff #bendycxmet writes

[cybrpwup]

ꜱɪᴄᴋ || ʏᴜᴍɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Yumi x reader !

content warnings; none summary; yumi is sick :( Requested?; no

"Helloo" I open the door to the group house and step inside. The house seemed still and everything was silent. usually the boys were up and about and definitely never this quiet. "Blake?" I call out once more and hear a very quiet groan coming from up the stairs.I climb the stairs and approach the door and knock lightly and another groan comes from the other side of the door, "Blake?" I open the door and see my boyfriend bundled up in his covers. I almost couldn't tell he was there he was almost completely covered in blankets, only his faced poked out from underneath. "Oh my god, Blake it's... " I glance at the time on my phone, "1:00 pm, you need to get out of bed" I pester him and he just groans again. "Blake, don't ignore me" stepping closer to him I can see his cheeks are red and his forhead glistens with sweat. "Oh no..." I reach my arm towards him and feel his forehead with the back of my hand, "You're sick, why didn't you tell me?"He shifts to sit up, "sorry I didn't wanna bother you, I knew you'd wanna take care of me" I squint my eyes at him, "damn right I would, wait here" I walk out quickly and hear him sigh.

I enter the kitchen and look in the cupboards, "yes! perfect" I grin and grab a can of chicken noodle soup from off the shelf. Fortunately I know the kitchen like the back of my hand, and I locate a can opener and a small pot.Once I'm done making the soup I bring it into the bedroom, I also brought with me cold medicine. "Sit up I made you soup" he looks over at me and smiles, "thanks." he laughs and reaches for the bowl but I grab it away "baby no, you don't need to feed yourself" I flash a grin and bring the spoon to his mouth. "Y/n I'm not a child, I can feed myself" his voice sounded raspy due to his nose being plugged.

"You're sick, just relax" I pout and he sighs, bringing his mouth to the spoon and eating the warm soup. "See that wasn't so bad" I giggle and ruffle his hair already very messy hair."so where is everyone? they left you here sick and alone." I pouted my bottom lip as I slid his hair off his forehead and placed a kiss. "Nick, Larry and Tanner are vlogging I think and Isaac is probably in his room." He answered Once he's done eating all of the soup I give him medicine and get a warm cloth to put on his head. "Ok get some rest, the sooner you feel better the sooner we can cuddle again".

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Yumi had been tossing and turning in bed for an hour and I couldn't watch him roll around anymore. I had been sitting at his desk watching over him. I walk over to his bed and look down at his face. Even though he looked uncomfortable he still looked really cute. He was so pretty.I lift the covers and crawl in beside him before he can object. He makes a startled noise and I wrap my arms around him, aswell as my legs around his. "Y/n you're gonna get sick" he tries to pull away but I hold onto him, "if you get me sick you can take care of me" I mutter into his chest and he finally wraps his arms around me. "Ok but don't say I didn't warn you" I can hear his smile and I run my fingers through the back of his fluffy hair, as he pulls me into a fervent kiss, long and full of emotion making us smile against each other before pulling away as he softly drags his thumb against my bottom lip.

He opened his mouth to say something but was quickly cut off by a knock at his door; The boys had come back home. Yumi got up from his spot with a groan and opened the door. I stood up after him, standing behind the door listening to Isaac say something about a capybara. I peeked my head around the door to see Larry holding up a t-shirt with a sloth on it only for Yumi to proceed to rip the shirt in half, "oh my. . ." I finally spoke, stepping out of the doorway and finally being noticed by the other guys "Y/n!" Nick pointed the camera at you "I'm sorry we didn't mean to disturb" He teased and the others joined in. "Grow up, idiots." I shot back, feeling Yumi squeeze my hand; he wanted to go back to bed. I turn to him for a moment, silently letting him know he can go back in and I'll be right behind him, "Wait before you go, Y/n," Larry runs down the stairs before quickly climbing back up them with a stuffed shark, "this guy is for you." He holds it out to me like it's a ring and he's just proposed, "oh shit, thanks. hes so cute i love him." I hold him in front of my face before pulling it into my chest. eventually I return to the room after telling everyone to quiet down and let my beloved sleep. he reaches out his arms and make grabby hands at me, I comes closer and he pulls me down on him. I throw the plush behind him and wrap my arms around his middle. He places a kiss on my forehead as i rest my head on his chest. "Once you're feeling better we should do something" I suggest running my fingers through his brown curly hair, he hums in response sleepily and we lay in silence, though it wasn't too late I knew he needed the sleep.His breathing gets slower after a while of laying together. He's fallen asleep, so I switch off the TV, that had been playing SpongeBob, and kiss the top of his head, smiling at his sleeping form. Pulling out my phone I take a picture of him laying on me since it was really cute. Eventually, my eyes begin drooping and my head is harder to keep held up so I put down my phone beside me, Yumi squeezes me slightly and soon I fall asleep too.

#yumi x reader #the group chat #the group chat x reader #yumi #isaacwhy #isaacwhy x reader #larry croft #softwilly #softwilly x reader #Blake x reader

[genderfluid-insomniac]

Prompt: A finds one of those foam noodle things you play with in the pool while shopping with their partner, and A challenges B to a noodle duel. (Sun Wukong x reader)

MK had decided that you all should have a day at the beach to relax because of everything that’s happened in the past year with all the world/universe-threatening events plaguing the city. You had been issues with the job of gathering floaties and pool noodles (ironically something he couldn’t do what with organizing the entire thing) for people who couldn’t swim all that well or at all. A few people ultimately didn’t swim that great who were getting tips from Sandy who was fittingly enough a swim coach and lifeguard certified (hell you wouldn’t be surprised if he was also trained in first aid or CPR).

So here you were strolling down the aisles of Target for pool/beach supplies with your cart weighed down a fair amount by your companion. You had invited him to come with you since he’s kind of a shut in with social anxiety and you wanted company, totally not because you had said he wouldn’t last half an hour in public. “Wukong can you get out of the damn cart?! You’re so heavy and I don’t have supernatural strength.” He groaned loudly and squirmed around so the Monkey King was now facing you, his tail whipping around with irritation clear on his face.

“If it were up to me, I’d still be on my beautiful mountain with the rest of my family but no you had to use my pride and arrogance against me-” Interrupting him, you turned your head and lit up when you saw the aisle you were looking for. “Yeah you’ve had hundreds of years to work on that so don’t blame me. Also you actually do need to get out so we can fill the cart.” There was a reason you’d gotten a cart and not a basket since you’d be getting only a few things but they’d be sizable, some grumbling could be heard in the background and what sounding like your voice being mocked.

You began to walk toward a shelf containing inflatable tubes and rafts of all different colors, grabbing a few and putting them into the cart when you hit on the back with a foam rod. “What are you-” Turning around to see Sun holding a pool noodle in hand and tossing one to you, narrowing his eyes in a silent dare for you to pick it up and there was only one answer you could give back. You picked it up and took a defensive stance, rushing at him suddenly and swiping your foam tube at him. “Ha, gotta do better than that.”

The training you had was nothing and the aisle wasn’t that big so you could only go forward and backward, using the cart as a barrier and keeping it close to you. Ducking to avoid a thrust of his “sword” and perry to the best of your ability, quietly squeaking when the celestial primate jumped up onto the railing of the cart and tore the pool noodle out of your hand. “Fine. I give.” You put your hands in the air jokingly and rolled your eyes. Confused when he waved his hands like he was expecting more and groaned. “And fine you can ride in the cart! Get in, Wukong.” Smug bastard.

#lmk sun wukong x reader #lmk x reader #lmk sun wukong #lego monkie kid #lego monkie kid x reader

[zorosleftshoe]

Can you do one where reader & Colby are travelling and reader can't fall asleep and Colby helps her fall asleep?

Of course!

Pairing: Colby Brock x reader

Warnings: one swear word

The snow came down furiously outside as I wrapped my arms tightly around my middle. The atmosphere of the cozy cabin that Colby and I had escaped away to for the weekend doing little to ease the worry that clouded my mind and blurred my judgement. Colby stood with his back to me as he hummed what sounded like a melodious tune. My heart fluttered at the sound. So warm and inviting.

The forecast had called for a nasty blizzard but Colby had been determined to not let it ruin our anniversary weekend. “Blizzard be damned” he had said. The smell of fettuccine floated through the air reminding me of the scenes in those movies where the steam hugs your nostrils and I giggle lightly causing Colby to turn his attention towards me.

“What’s got you so tickled, my love?” I turn away from the threatening snow and make my way towards the man I love before wrapping my arms tightly around his middle and resting my head between his shoulder blades. “Just the aroma of the food. I had a silly thought.” He rubs my arm gently before digging in his pocket for a moment and finally pulling out a shiny penny. “Penny for your thoughts?” I take the penny from between his fingers and press it between my own before kissing his cheek lightly.

Colby had noticed not long after we started dating that occasionally my mind would drift. Much to his dismay, he often had no clue in telling where it had gone, which led to what he called ‘the penny method’. He began to carry around shiny pennies in his pocket and when I got that distant look in my eye he would pull one out and ask the infamous question, “penny for your thoughts?”

I smile at the memory before releasing my grip on him and twirling around. The sweet melody of “Sign Your Name” begins to play from the radio that resides in the corner of the room and I outreach my hand towards the tall brunette boy.

“May I have this dance?” A blush creeps onto his cheeks as he throws the towel that was slung on his shoulder onto the counter and takes my hand. “I’d rather be in hell, with you Baby, than in cool Heaven,” I serenade him softly as we spin around the room holding tightly to one another. “Can I say I want you to be my lady?” Colby let’s out a roaring laugh before dipping me.

“I love you.” He lifts me upright as his hand moves from my waist to rest against my neck just right so his thumb can caress the line of my jaw. “So much.” Without another word I lean forward and catch his lips in a sweet kiss. He taste of cream and honey. Cream from the sauce he had been previously cooking and honey from chapstick he had snuck from my purse when I wasn’t looking. I inhale deeply and relax into his touch. He reluctantly pulls away as the smell of burning noodles hits our nostrils. “Shit!”

The rest of the night is spent cuddled up next to one another watching a variety of movies. From Terminator to Beauty and the Beast. As the last movie is ending I begrudgingly glance towards the patio doors and notice how the snow is piling up. My heart begins to race at the sight and I turn to Colby who is already passed out on the couch. Not wanting to wake him up, I grab an extra blanket and use it to cover Colby up before moving to the bedroom.

I toss and turn for what seems like hours. With a heavy sigh I toss the blanket off my bare legs and make my way to the living room where Colby is still sleeping. He stirs lightly when I kneel in front of him but doesn’t wake up.

“Colby.” I say softly poking his shoulder. “Please wake up. I need you.” He mumbled something incoherent and I groan. “Colby!” He jolts awake at the sudden sound and looks around frantically before meeting my eyes.

“Baby! What’s wrong?” His face was covered in a sheet of worry as he held tightly to my hands.

“I can’t sleep.” He relaxed under my gaze and pulled me into his side before covering us up. He began to lightly sing “time after time” knowing it was one of my favorite ballads and soon my eyelids were dropping as his fingers tangled carelessly in my hair.

“I love you.” Whispered so softly I almost missed it as I drifted off into a peaceful slumber cuddled up into the side of the man I love.

#sam and colby #colby brock imagine #colby brock x reader #colby brock x y/n #colby brock x you #colby brock

[a-reader-and-a-writer-for-all]

Surprise!

Fandom: DC, The Suicide Squad, Rick Flag

Summary: Rick loves sneaking up and scaring you when you least expect it. But turn about is fair play….

Word Count: 1371

(Fic is 100% inspired by this GIF)

You loved your boyfriend, but sometimes he could be a real jerk. Lately, Rick had gotten it into his head that his new favorite thing to do was to scare you. Well, more like surprise you. He would wait until you were coming out of the bedroom or walking down the hall, then he would use his Special Force stealth training to sneak up behind you and kiss your cheek, causing you to jump nearly through the ceiling. Or he would get home early from a mission and slide his arms around your waist while you were doing dishes, resulting in more than one broken glass. Or his latest endeavor had been tapping on your car window while you were checking emails on your phone, leading to you glaring back at his delighted face.

But the final straw came when you had arrived home after a really rough day at work. Throwing your keys onto the counter, you start searching through the refrigerator for any leftovers that might have been forgotten. You found an old container of Chinese food that still looked edible, so you grabbed a fork and started walking to the bedroom.

“Welcome home, darlin’.”

You jumped a foot into the air as you lost your grip on the container of food, shrimp and noodles spilling across the floor. You glared at the relaxed, grinning form of your boyfriend splayed out on the couch with a beer in his hand.

“Damn it, Rick! How many times do I have to tell you not to scare me like that! Now what I’m I supposed to eat?”

Rick held up his hands in self-defense. “Hey, I’ve been laying here for the past twenty minutes. It’s not my fault you’re not very observant. Besides, that stuff had been in there for over a week. I did you a favor.”

“You could have at least cleared your throat or given me some sort of sign you were there. We’ve talked about this!”

“I know, but you keep giving me the perfect opportunities. How am I supposed to just pass that up?”

You crossed your arms in annoyance. “Well, how would you like it if I scared you like that?”

He chuckled as he took another sip of his beer. “You could try, but I don’t get scared. Plus, I’ve been trained too well to let you get the drop on me.”

“Well, we’ll just see about that!” Turning around in a huff, you stormed off to the bedroom with Rick’s snickering following you down the hall.

For the first few days after the challenge had been issued, Rick was extra on edge, coiled like a spring just waiting for you to try something. But you were no idiot. You knew that if you wanted even the slightest chance to scare Rick, you needed to bide your time and wait until it wasn’t on the forefront of his mind. And slowly but surely, Rick began to relax again. He was no longer peeking around corners or entering a room as if scanning for armed gunmen. But it wasn’t until three weeks later that you finally got your perfect opportunity.

Your boss had given everyone an unexpected half-day so the IT Department could install updates on the office computers. This meant that you arrived back at the apartment early, but you didn’t think much of it until you opened the door and heard the shower running. A smile slowly stretched across your lips. Rick was expecting to have the apartment to himself for at least another four hours which meant…..

You heard the shower turn off and you quickly dove behind the couch, phone at the ready. There was no way you were going to miss the opportunity to catch this on film. You listened as the bathroom door opened and Rick’s feet padded down the hallway. Just as it sounded like he was at the edge of the living room, you burst up from your hiding spot and yelled, “Boo!”

It was even better than you had hoped. Rick was wearing nothing but his multicolored towel wrapped loosely around his waist. As you popped up, he jolted wildly, arms flailing and a surprisingly high-pitched scream coming from his lips. “Ahhh!!!...... Fuck!”

At this point, you were bent over, cackling in triumph and joy. You glanced up and were happy to see a small smile on Rick’s face.

“What? You think that was funny? Well, you got me good.”

Tears streaming from your eyes, you managed to choke out, “Oh my god! I’m sending this to everyone! Wait until Harley sees it! She’ll never show you any respect ever again! And DuBois! Has your old military buddy ever heard you screech like that?”

“Don’t. You. Dare.” Rick growled, but you could still see the twinkle in his eyes. He rushed over and tried to grab the phone from your hands, but you dodged, twirling just out of his reach. A wide shit-eating grin spread across your face as you hit the send button and then tossed Rick the phone. “Here you go!”

He stared dumbfounded at your phone now in his hand. “I can’t believe you just did that.”

A small ding could be heard as Rick’s phone alerted him to a new message. Picking it up off the counter where he had left it charging, he glanced at the screen and then rolled his eyes in your direction. Turning it to face you, you could see the video you had just sent him with the bold message “GOT YOU” right above it.

“We both know you were going to try to downplay the fact I actually scared you. Just say you were startled, or your instincts kicked in. So, I wanted to make sure you saw the proof because there’s no denying that! I got the drop on and scared the great Rick Flag!” You smugly crossed your arms over your chest, daring him to refute the evidence.

Rick sighed sadly. “No, you’re right, darlin’. A man’s got to know when he’s been beaten. You scared me.”

You walked over and wrapped your arms around his neck. “That’s right I did. Doesn’t feel so good, does it?”

“No. I understand why it bothers you. I’m sorry, and I’ll stop.”

“Thank you, babe. That’s all that I ask.”

Rick ducked his head so it hovered just a few inches above yours. “You know…. That could have been pretty dangerous. I am a highly trained soldier. If I had my gun on me, I might have seriously hurt you.”

“I thought about that, but I figured the chances of you having your gun just after coming out of the shower were very low. And it’s not like you could really hide it in that towel.” You leaned in closer to kiss him, but something stopped you. Trying to hide your smirk, you said, “Well, maybe I was wrong…. It seems like you’re packing something under there.”

Blushing slightly, Rick murmured, “Wouldn’t you like to find out?” He closed the distance between you as his lips crushed into yours. You ran one hand through the damp hair on the back of his head as the other hand ran along the top of the towel, right where the material met his skin. Just as your hand started to ease it lower, Rick’s work phone began to ring. He sighed annoyedly as he stepped away from you to grab it. Growling at the terrible timing, he answered, “Flag here.”

“Oh. My. God.” You could hear Harley’s voice squeaking through the phone even without it being on speaker. “I can’t believe she did it! She got you so good!.... And speaking of so good, I really like what I’m seeing here, Colonel. How ‘bout you wear just that towel on the next mission?”

Rick glared daggers at you as you shrugged sheepishly. “I might have sent it to a few other people besides just you.”

Hanging up the phone, Rick took a few steps towards you, a mischievous look in his eyes. “Oh, you are so dead.” You squealed as you rushed down the hall towards the bedroom, Rick close on your heels as he slammed the door behind him, his towel dropping to the floor.

#sfw repost #fic #rick flag #rick flag x reader #rick flag x f!reader #rick flag x you #colonel rick flag #colonel rick flag x reader #colonel rick flag x you #joel kinnaman #the suicide squad #suicide squad #dc #dc x reader #fluff

[midnightdevotion]

Hard Days

Request: "Come here and let me hold you"

Pairings: Hangman x reader

Tag list is open

Requests are open

a/n: this is really just cutesy fluff of a new relationship, I hope you guys like it!

It was one of those goddamn days. You knew it would be from the moment you woke up, your phone didn't charge so your alarm didn't go off and that left you scrambling to get to work on time.

You didn't have time to pack a lunch and definitely didn't get a good breakfast unless a stale protein bar that your boyfriend left on the coffee table counts as good. On top of that, you had a stressful day at work, constantly rushing to put out the next fire, you seriously could not catch a single break today.

You sigh in relief when you see the clock hit 5:00, shoulders sagging and a slight throb in your temple, a forewarning of the tension headache that's been impending all day. You're on autopilot when you leave the building and make your way home. In fact, you are so out of it that you pull into the driveway of your cute little house you don't even notice that your boyfriend's car is there too. So when you walk in and you hear some song by Dan and Shay playing, you almost panic.

Wracking your brain to remember if you had plans tonight or not and not coming up with anything.

"Babe that you?" you hear none other than the devastatingly handsome Jake Seresin yell from the kitchen.

"Uh- yeah did we.. did we have plans tonight?" you furrowed your brow. The ever adorable pilot sticks his head around the corner grinning. "Nope we didn't but one of your coworkers... uh charlotte I think called this afternoon and said you were having a rough day, so I figured I'd treat my girl"

Maybe it's the way he's grinning at you, or maybe it's the overwhelming amount of love you are feeling for this absolute perfect man, or maybe it's just everything from the day hitting you at once but you start crying. You can see the panic in Jake's eyes when he registers what is happening, and if you weren't in the midst of a break down it would probably make you laugh. You watched as his head disappeared for a moment before his whole body emerged around the corner, as he makes his way to you.

"babygirl what's wrong" his hands are cupping your cheeks and his green eyes are staring into your red tearful ones. You don't really know how to answer, embarrassed that you are crying at all. So you just focus on his thumbs that are wiping away tears so gently on your face.

"How bout this, I will finish cooking dinner, and you can just come hang out with me then after we eat I will draw you a nice bath and we can relax that sound good?" and you are so grateful that this man knows when you arent ready to talk about things and doesn't push the subject. So you nod at his suggestion and he grins and picks you up.

"Jake what!-" his laughter cuts you off

"what part of my girl is going to relax tonight made you think I will allow you to lift a single finger... or foot for that matter" you shake your head as he sets you on the counter, continuing to make what looks like lasagne.

You two fall into a comfortable silence, you watching the way his muscles move as he moves around the kitchen making dinner and the way his tongue pokes out as he's laying the noodles in the casserole dish. It takes about an hour for dinner to be done and another twenty for you two to finish eating. Jake true to his word, cleans up dinner and carries you up the stairs so you can go to your tub.

You watch as he diligently fills the tub, you know he tried to hide it but you counted him checking the temperature four times. He must've really thought ahead because he pulls out a grocery bag from under the sink and starts pouring in some bubble bath and a lovely coconut scent fills the room.

"Okay love, your relaxing bath is ready, let me know when you are done and I'll carry you downstairs and we can cuddle on the couch and watch whatever movie you want-- yes even that one about the town that doesn't dance" you laugh at his words but your heart is just filled with so much love.

"Jake... will you get in with me?" your voice is fairly quiet and you watch his expression go from focused to one that you could only refer to as adoration.

"Of course sweetheart" and jake helps you down from the bathroom counter, even helping you get undressed and helping you into the tub. You watch him get undressed, and he definitely throws a wink your way. He climbs in behind you and for the first time all day, you feel yourself relax when your back hits his chest.

"I-I'm sorry for crying earlier, it was just a really overwhelming day and then I came home and you were being so sweet and it just... happened" you can feel the blood heat up your face because that was the first time you cried in front of your boyfriend of 4 months.

"Darling, you never need to apologize for crying, while everything in me screams to protect you from anything that can hurt you, crying is human nature and I'll always be here to wipe away the tears." and what you say next isn't planned at all, in fact if you had absolutely any critical thinking skills left you probably wouldn't have said it.

"I love you so much Jake Seresin" and once they are actually out of your mouth you freeze, and you can't see his face but you definitely feel him tense up.

"Rooster is going to give me so much shit that you said it first" and it takes you a second to process what he means, laying your head back on his chest so you can look up at him. He's already grinning down at you, eyes shining so bright.

"y/n I love you so much more" he finally says the words back and you can't help but feel giddy inside.

You guys are in the bath for another hour, till the water starts to get cold. He wraps you up in a big fluffy robe before keeping his promise from before and he carries you back down the stairs to watch "that dancing movie".

When you see an array of your favorite snacks on the coffee table you grin up at him. "Who knew big bad hangman was such a softie" He has the faintest smile on his face, just glad you are feeling better and back to being yourself.

"Oh shut up, just come here and let me hold you dammit" and you laugh but you do just that and crawl on top of the muscled aviator. You two snuggle for hours, staying up watching movies you know jake isn't crazy about, and sure, maybe before your day wasn't so great, but if every bad day ended like this, you'd sign up for it every day.

Taglist: @alanadetigy

#jake hangman seresin #hangman #hangman x reader #jake seresin #jake seresin x reader #top gun #top gun maverick

[melodyswishes]

Hey you. Yes you. Want random context about oc x cannon things? Well I’ve made many things just now out of boredom while my art block is getting on my nerves. Enjoy this random lore I thought in my head, Regarding the Lego monkie kid show. Enjoy. And if not here for these type of content, Then please scroll on. Or simply leave.

The moon base.

Chang’e resides here with Lina. Earning Lina to roam freely around here and explore. Whenever Lina would stumble upon things she would scramble to something chaotic with it a bit before cleaning it up and continuing on. However in her point of view, This is a lovely idea of her relaxing in the moon base. And since cooking with Chang’e was a cooking show lina has picked up a few cooking tips here and there appearing on the show a couple of rare times. Either in the background help prepping the ingredients or washing the dishes quick and easy for Chang’e.

If you didn’t (which you really didn’t) know about lina is that she has a little tiny robot bunny that follows her around now after season 3.

The mech bunny is Lina’s companion as a little digital pet. Since Chang’e didn’t know what to do with the fella after Mk shrunk the poor bunny, She rewarded Lina from her good deeds by gifting her the mech bunny. Having Lina to decide she would name that very mech bunny Chi-Chi.

Sometimes Mei would see lina carry the lil dude around and ask if she could pet it, Only to be met with metal. Forgetting that the mech bunny is metal and wires instead of fluffiness like people would expect.

“At least it was cute though.. But I wonder if I could have one of those!!” -Mei (not cannon quote)

Outside of the moon base

Lina goes to pigsy’s noodles to get a quick snack and probably hang out around the gang for a spare couple of hours before heading back to the moon base. It’s either pigsy sometimes not recognizing Lina since she’s often not really around as much in season 1-2 due to Chang’e asking for quick errands but season 3-? is when Lina is really committed to know what the heck is going on nowadays.

Sometime around when the emperor had fallen from his place, Lina oddly felt a similar heart pulse around Mk, Macaque, Wukong and nezha. Lina shares a deep connection with feeling chang’e emotions rarely at times. Even including what she feels and it applies to Lina as well.

Lina has often hanged around the gang and picked up a few things from each and every one of them. Mk, His small sudden clumsiness when in situations that are clearly dangerous. Mei’s confidence for getting the things she wants to know out of people. Pigsy’s common logic in situations that are dangerous, Hence from around the time back in season one when mk called himself INVINCIBLE! On the same day he got his invincibility taken away on the same day (lol.)

Sandy’s calm, Cheerful manners to situations even not resorting to violence sometimes even if it’s not that serious. There would be some way to try and get past the situation from that point. Tang’s knowledge for many things even if so going full on dork on explaining a whole chapter to everyone to know about the information for one tiny thing. You’d say that Lina kinda is the same like tang. Going on about his knowledge for things like she goes off telling about her knowledge about the moon goddess, Chang’e.

Other characters

Aria is a polite older woman than Lina. About 4 years older if you’d know, And is friends with redson about things. Apart from her being snobby at some times, Aria means well from things. I can imagine Aria became friends with redson by sharing relatable things with him at times. But this will not form a relationship between the two as they will continue to be friends only.

I can imagine as a gift of redson being close friends with Aria, Aria is rewarded by her very own harp design. Aria plays the flute but never the harp. So this was difficult for her at first, But soon later on she’d get use to it and practically helps healing the crew with her sounds of her harp strings being played gently.

Aria is rarely around them. If anything when Lina and Aria met, They clicked together like a friendship bracelet. With a little help of Lina constantly gifting her with things that Lina shouldn’t have— Lina has a special curse of talking to random people without even knowing them for a long time. I’ll talk about Lina and Aria’s relationship in a little while ahead, I wouldn’t wanna give away too much information now would I?

Until then, IM GONE! (I did this last night and assume that I fell asleep after typing this.)

#melodyswishes #lmk #lego monkie kid #monkie kid #random #oc lore #lina☆ #Aria #lmk oc x canon #lore #lmk oc #oc x canon #ocs #lmk x oc #stars align

[addisonstars]

“we belong in sunshine”

written for day 15 of august for @wolfstarmicrofic with the prompt “warm”

648 words!

“Moons, come on!” Sirius shouted, from the depths of the pool they had in their backyard. Remus was quite content to Sirius’s dismay to just sit on their patio and read one of his books.

“Come on! It feels so good in the water today!” Sirius shouts again, really trying to get Remus to come in.

Remus rolls his eyes, but shuts his book and takes off his pants, climbing into the pool with just his boxers. He’s too lazy to go get his swim trunks on.

Sirius smiles when he sees Remus come on in, he loves it when the two of them can swim together. Remus comes over to him and they start to float around in the pool, talking about their days, gossiping and laughing and just enjoying each other’s presence.

I love him. Remus thinks. And Sirius knows that, as evident by the wedding bands and the many tattoos dedicated to Sirius on Remus, and visa/versa. Sirius is just everything that Remus could ever wish for, and he loves him.

After what felt like hours, the sun starts to make its descent. “I should probably get dinner started.” Remus states, starting to get a bit hungry.

“Mmm yeah, that sounds good. What was the plan for tonight?” He says, swirling the water around him with his fingers.

“I think it was lasagna, and I was gonna cook up some garlic bread to go with it.” Remus pauses for a moment then swears. “Merlin, I should have got out sooner,” Remus says as he climbs out, shaking off. “I have to get out everything and cook meat and the noodles and then the whole thing has to cook, and-“

Sirius cuts him off, interjecting. “Hey if we don’t have enough time for that, unless we eat later which is fine by me, then we always have leftovers or takeout. I made that soup the other day yeah?”

Remus thinks for a second and visibly relaxes, the speaks “I’m not going to be upset if we eat later.”

“Me neither, so let’s do that,” Sirius says, smiling.

“‘kay.” Remus says, as Sirius climbs out. And for the second time today, Remus can’t stop staring at his handsome husband.

The way the warm light shines on his skin, the curves of his torso and arse highly attractive to Remus, and the softly fading sun highlighting his tattoos is utterly gorgeous.

His favorite one by far is the Remus John Lupin-Black sitting at the crest of his collarbones, at the center of his chest with the moon phases tattooed right underneath his name. There’s a little heart right above his name too.

And there are so many other ones on Sirius that Remus could stare at for hours, even if it would classify him a creep. But he stares anyways.

“Whatcha looking at Moons.” Sirius interrupts him out of his dream-like state. “Me? It’s ‘cause I’m just sooo pretty look at isn’t it yeah?” with a smirk in his voice.

“You wish,” Remus lies.

Sirius scoffs, slapping Remus’s arse playful for lying.

“Hey! I’m cooking dinner tonight, and I’m not afraid to screw it all up by trying to make enough for just me so you can’t eat dinner. Watch yourself mate.”

Sirius laughs, throwing his hands up and backing away, grabbing his towel too.

“You wouldn’t do that, you love me too much.” He says, drying off his hair and body.

“Yeah, sure, tell yourself that.” Sirius nonchalantly says. Sirius picks up Remus’s left hand, and hold the ring finger by the tip. “So then what’s this for?” He lifts his eyebrows up.

Remus smiles, knowing he can’t get away with anything. Sirius drops Remus’s hand with a smile, but Remus takes it in his own.

“That’s what I thought.” Sirius says, leaning a little closer into his Moony, walking into the house, hand in hand.

wolfstar 😌

-a.s.

#wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #remus x sirius #wolfstar fluff #your honor i love them so much #remus is absolutely GONE for sirius #wolfstar fic #wolfstar microfic #warm

[my-shields-are-down]

Chenford + Chris Returns..

Please note - this is not part of the one word prompt series. I'll be posting more of those tomorrow.

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"Well Chris is back from visiting his family in Chicago. I saw him outside the station as we came back after that op. He looks tan and relaxed. We nodded at each other."

Lucy looked up from the carton of noodles she was currently stuffing in her mouth and tried to speak but ended up sounding like a parent from a Charlie Brown special.

Tim chuckled and said, "Babe, please finish chewing and drink some water before you try to speak. We don't need me to do the Heimlich again , do we?" He was gleefully referring to the lunch services the other day when he performed the life-saving procedure at their favorite noodle place. The restaurant patrons gave him a round of applause (freaking applause!) after a chunk of shrimp shot out of the woman's esophagus. Lucy shook her head at the memory. She would have given him more grief about it, but the restaurant took his picture and put it on the wall and gave him a GOLD card which meant free noodles for life. She wasn't about to complain about that perk.

They still paid for their noodles (cops don't get freebies!) like the spicy kung pow ones was shoveling into her mouth now.

With her mouth finally clear, she asked, "Do we want me to tell him about "us,” you know be up front about it like grown ups? So he doesn't hear it from the grapevine? Better to control the narrative?"

Tim sighs. While he loves Lucy's perpetual optimism, he doesn’t see her more recent ex responding well to her moving on within an hour after breaking up with him. Tim is not sure anyone could spin that narrative in a positive way.

Instead he simply says, "it's your call. But i would expect everyone to know after he finds out. Our sneaking around bubble will have burst. Are you ok with that?". I will have a back up plan in place if anything goes wrong, ok?

Lucy grabbed his hand and said, "I'm not going anywhere and honestly, I don't care who knows that."

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Lucy doesn't actively seek Chris out, so it's a few days later that she sees him come out of an interrogation room with Wesley. Wesley, who along with Angela were two people in the "need to know" circle she was about to blow apart.

Chris looked over at Wesley to figure out why he stopped walking and saw Lucy. Their eyes met and while Lucy started to smile and move forward to say hello, Chris takes a step backwards and puts up his hands to stop her, saying "Lucy- please don't make this any more awkward than it already is. You broke up with me remember and no, I don't want to get back together."

Lucy stares at Chris. Her mouth opens and closes a few times but no sound comes out. So she squeaks out, "Oh?"

Chris turns to face her fully and said, "I saw Gloria - my college sweetheart - when I was back home and we decided to give it another go. Our parents are great friends and we fell back into one another easily. She's moving out here later this month."

Lucy's smile grows and she steps forward again to say, "Oh Chris, I'm so excited for you. I remember meeting her when she came to visit last year and I really liked her. Congratulations."

Chris could tell Lucy was genuine and not pretending when she told him congratulations. He wonders at that. "How are you doing?" he politely asks. Hoping she'll say she is missing him and wants another chance, that she wants him to toss Gloria aside and be with him like he really wants.

Lucy blushes and says, "Well, actually, I'm dating a great guy. We got together shortly after you and I broke up and I've never been happier. Which is why I'm so glad you are happy in your new relationship too."

Chris is stunned but not surprised that Lucy is dating someone; she hasn’t really understood how much of a catch she is and it sounds like someone took advantage of her newly singledom to make her theirs. "Anyone I know?" he asks cheekily, running through a list of possible suitors in his head.

Lucy looks at Wesley and takes a deep breath, "Yes, actually. The new Metro Liaison Sergeant and I are dating. I've known him for several years and he asked me out as soon as he knew I was single."

"Yes, I heard there was a multi-departmental promotion-shift resulting in a new serg - wait.... isn't Tim the new Sergeant for Metro? Are you dating Tim? (Lucy's smile broadens and Wesley takes a step back). "WHAT THE FUCK LUCY?! WHAT. THE . ACTUAL. FUCK?" Chris is shouting at Lucy and Wesley steps in between as Chris starts to charge at her, red-faced and menacing.

At that moment, Wade Grey steps forward and sees the shock on Lucy's face along with hearing Chris's expletive filled yell, grabs each by an arm and forcefully leads them into his office - where Percy West - the head of Internal Affairs - and Tim Bradford, Lucy's boyfriend and Senior Metro Liaison Sergeant are standing. Percy and Lucy smiled at each other quickly, and then Commander West uses his Church Deacon voice to speak to Chris with authority.

"ADA Sanford - you will no longer address Officer Chen. You will address me - Commander West. Are you paying attention?" Not waiting for Chris to respond, Percy says, " For the record, please state your issues with Officer Chen. I'd love to hear them."

Chris, seething with resentment and hurt, glances around the room to find four people staring at him. Waiting for an explanation.

Lucy had moved to stand next to Tim and was holding his hand. Chris lashes out again towards Lucy, 'YOU CANNOT BE FUCKING SERIOUS RIGHT NOW - HE IS YOUR BOSS. YOU CANNOT BE HOLDING HIS HAND." Tim makes a movement forward to address Chris directly, until Commander West holds up his hand and stops him.

Percy again says, "ADA Sanford - I repeat - you will address me and not Officer Chen. I will not give you another warning. What are your specific accusations towards Officer Chen?

Chris turns to face Commander West and sneers at Lucy, saying “Officer Chen is a disgrace to the uniform. She fucked her boss and had a secret affair with him while she and I were dating. She withheld affection, and love from me, knowing I was in love with her. Everyone sees the way they look at each other. How she pants after him and he pines for her. Both of them are disgusting and should be punished.”

Commander West says “Is that it?”

Chris replies, “isn’t that enough?”

Percy walks to Sergeant Grey’s desk and says, Mr. Del Monte? Did you get all that? I wanted to reiterate to you that Officers Bradford and Chen’s relationship was investigated more thoroughly than normal because Bradford was her training officer. As I mentioned to you earlier this week, we found no evidence of any wrong doing by either of them. Unsurprisingly, they maintained a professional relationship while in the office and have noted their change in relationship status. Additionally, Officer Bradford moved out of Officer Chen’s chain of command as soon as he was able to do so. IA and HR are fine with their relationship status change.”

DA Delmonte from his office across town, speaks up and addresses Chris directly, “thank you Percy. That matches our findings as well.

ADA Sanford, effective immediately, you will no longer be managing cases based out of mid-Wilshire and are being transferred to downtown Ventura traffic court. Your recent promotion has been revoked and you only still have a job because both Officer Chen and Officer Bradford spoke so highly of you. Please take the remainder of the day to clean out your office here and report tomorrow to DA Simpson at the Ventura courthouse at 8 am.”

The call was disconnected. Percy walked over to Lucy and gave her a hug before leaving. Tim leans down and kisses Lucy as if his life depends on it. He then shook Wade’s hand and left. A blushing Lucy smiled at Grey and said, “thank you” before turning to Chris a final time. “Good luck with Gloria. I hope everything works out for you both.” She nodded at him and headed out as well.

Chris stood there shocked. He turned around and saw Sgt. Grey glaring at him.

“Son, get the fuck out of my office before I throw you out.”

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#chenford #tim bradford #lucy chen #the rookie #tim x lucy #i love them #wade grey #f*cking chris sanford #ask andrea #andrea writes #not 100% happy with it #but it went where it went #not a spec fic

[zzzallnite]

-Boss Fight -

Todd looked down at the unconscious man lying in front of him. Just a minute ago, he was just arguing with his boss about work hours, and the next thing he knew, the boss was laid out spread eagle on the floor like an animal skin rug.

After snapping back to reality, Todd frantically loosed the boss' necktie and checked his pulse, as well as pulling his eyelids up to check on the knocked out man's pupils. Boss' chest was still puffing slowly against the silk shirt that was squeezing his nipples; normally, Boss did not look out of shape, but things were more evident when he's down on the ground. Todd was tempted to unbutton the boss so he could breathe a little better, but he was too nervous to even touch the man. Instead, he just stared at the curly chest hairs that peeked out of Boss' placket.

Per usual, a dozen of scenarios flashed in Todd's head, which clouded his judgment even more. Out of every possible things that he should do right now, he decided to drag his still-out-cold Boss to his car, and secured him with his own necktie. Despite Boss' body size, he fitted perfectly inside Todd's car trunk.

"Urrgghhh... Wht gng n... Hlp m...!" Before Todd could shut the lid, Boss began to stir and tried to yell out despite his ballgag blocking his mouth. In a moment of panic, Todd grabbed Boss' hair and smashed his already wounded head against the edge of the trunk. Boss went limp once again as he was sent back to dream land...

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"Uhhh... Where am I?..." Boss finally regained consciousness, but felt like a dumbbell fell on his head. He looked around and found himself in an unfamiliar surrounding: there was only overgrown vegetation and, and the only sound he could hear were the bird calls, aside from his own grunt. After his head got clearer, he realized that he had been roped to tree trunk; he struggled to untie himself, but the binding was just too tight for his weakened state.

Suddenly, the man heard a rustle from the bush in front of him. Would it be someone coming for his rescue, or would it be a wild animal that was going to have an easy meal? He held his breath and awaited his fate, but it was just something in the middle: his kidnapper. Boss glared at Todd and cussed him out, but the tie over his mouth turned the insults into muffles. Todd crouched down to his tied up prey and started caressing Boss’ wounds, causing him to recoil, then unbound his mouth and gave him some water. Even though he did not want to take anything from Todd, Boss’ body couldn’t fight the urge to satisfy his thirst, after how much time had he been out.

“I’m very sorry for what I did with your face,” said Todd, “but if you want to get back home safely, you will need to do what I say, okay? But first there’s somewhere we need to go before I could set you free from me, so I want you to be on board with me, alright?” Boss nodded, pretending to comply; in his mind, he was already scheming for an escape: once the knots were loosened, he would grab the stick just next to his hand to beat the hell out of Todd and run for it as far as he could possibly do. Unfortunately, before he could carry that perfect plan out, he started to feel lightheaded.

“What did you put in the water?” That was the last coherent sentence Boss could make before his thought faded into oblivion.

“Something to help you relax for the ride”, said Todd while he padded Boss’ head, as the man fell into a slumber.

Todd watched a sticky line of drool dripping from the drugged out man’s mouth and he was overwhelmed with his impulse to carry out a final act of humiliation against his mean employer. He started caressing Boss' warm, sweaty chest and slowly crawled down to his crotch. Todd opened Boss' fly and release the caged bird inside the unconscious suited man's pants. He stroked the man's average-sized dick as well as his own at the same time, but only one of them erected. Todd slapped his hard stick against Boss' limp noodle, feeling triumphal. To finish, he blew a load of jizz inside Boss' custom-made suit pants, signifying his victory against the helpless man. Todd then went through the checkup drill to make sure that Boss was ready for a very long trip to an unknown destination...

[my-soupy-brain]

thinking about how ted would comfort me if I needed it. swoon. I just wanna cuddle into his side and have him hold me.

Oh I’ve got you, fam. I absolutely love comfort and snuggling Ted is an all-time daydream for me, too. Let’s goooo!

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You could feel it creeping in your chest and throat as you made your way home.

The anxiety. A sadness. Your job, which had always been a point of pride, was feeling harder and harder. You felt like an imposter some days, on the precipice of being figured out and fired.

Your thoughts spiraled from that into a host of other anxieties. When’s the last time you reached out to your friends from college? No wonder they don’t reach out to you. When’s the last time you took care of your family, and spent real quality time with them? How can you be so selfish?

Oh how the thoughts plagued you all the way home. By the time you reached the handle of your apartment, your hands were shaking and your tears were freely rolling down your cheeks, stinging against the winter cold.

“Well hello there, sweet cheeks, how was your…” Ted stops as he sees your slumped shoulders in the door way. He unties his apron, currently in the middle of a batch of biscuits, which waft sweetly through your apartment.

Your lip trembles. Oh, here it comes. The taps turn on full blast.

“I…I…just…had…a…b-b-bad…d-d-day…” you stammer, heaving little breaths like a child.

“Oh, darlin’, come here,” Ted says, a crease between his beautiful brows as he scoops you into his warm, loving arms. He says nothing, just running his hand over your hair and whispering sweetly, “I know, it’s OK…” He moves you both to the couch where he puts his arms around you tightly and lets you snuggle into his neck.

“I…feel…like…I’m-I’m…failing at every…thing…” you manage to choke out between cries. Ted’s warm cheek is against your head, his hands rubbing your arms and back to soothe you.

“Sweetie, you ain’t failin’ at nothin’,” he assures you. “It’s all in that noodle there. You work hard, you’re a wonderful friend and you’re good to your family…”

You didn’t even tell him what was on your mind and he’s managing to heal every wound you’ve felt today.

“And you’re the best partner a guy could ask for, truly,” he says, your face tilting up at him as his mustached lips curl into a smile. “You’re everything I want and everything I need.”

Your breathing starts to relax a little.

“Take a deep breath with me, sweetheart,” he whispers, your hands fumbling with the neckline of his opened collar polo. “In…and out…In…and out…there you go.” You follow along with him. “That’s my girl. Bring that beautiful heartbeat back to earth.”

You take another deep breath, letting your body completely relax in his arms. He smells like him: a tinge of biscuit sweetness with his spicy cologne. A big, warm hand tickles under your shirt against your back, and the contact makes you relax even more.

“How you doin’ sweetpea? You feelin’ better?” Ted asks gently, and you nod in reply. “Good, good. Tell you what. I’m gonna finish up these biscuits, but why don’t I draw you a nice hot bath, and I’ll spoon you ‘til the cows come home. How’s that sound?”

You smile as you look up at his big brown eyes, his lips leaning into yours for a chaste kiss. “OK, Teddy.”

He does exactly that: Draws a nice hot bath with your favorite lavender salts, brings you the book you’re working on from your nightstand, and even lights a candle.

“Spa a la Ted is open for business, can I get you anything else, darlin’?”

You giggle as you let your body unwind. “No, hon, I’m good. Thank you.”

He exits the bathroom and you hear him whistling his heart out in the kitchen, packing up his biscuits for tomorrow. After nearly an hour, you decide to un-prune your skin and get out of the bath, crawling into one of Ted’s AFC Richmond tshirts and then directly into bed under the covers.

When Ted enters the room, he smiles at you.

“Look at that cozy piece of work under those covers. I’m gonna have to get in on that action,” he jokes, taking off his pants and polo, left only in a white undershirt and boxer briefs. He pops under the covers and drags your body over to his across the sheets, making you giggle at his forcefulness.

“Ah-ha! There’s the sound I’ve missed all day,” he jokes, kissing you under your ear and wrapping his arm tightly around your middle. His legs are notched behind yours, and he shuffles his knee between yours to really tangle your bodies together.

His hands run up and down your arms, your side, your upper thigh. You smile and enjoy the quiet.

“I love you, you know,” he whispers gently, his breath tickling against your ear. “And I’ll do anything in this damn world to show you every day.”

You smile at this and nod, tears of joy springing to the corners of your eyes.

“I love you, Teddy,” you answer, making him smile and squeeze you tighter. His hands continue their journey, letting your body melt into your bed as Ted Lasso comforts you and loves on you. Just like he promised.

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THANKS FOR THIS PROMPT! I needed this today myself. Oh, the comfort this man can give. He’d drop everything to help you. To make you smile. To show you how he loves you. He’s just bursting with love at the seams.

#ted lasso x reader #ted lasso fan fiction #ted lasso x reader prompt #asks and requests open! #send away! this was my first and it was oh so fun!

[ladylooch]

Okay. So, miles is out for a while now sick. How kailey would take care of him and then her reaction to him still not being okay. She worries, she forces him to go to the doctor ? What she does ?

-👢

When Miles came home from Dallas last week, Kailey had been fast asleep, clutching at his pillow. She barely even registered him sneaking into their master closet, dropping off his suitcase, then heading to the guest bedroom. He had been under the weather before he left, but Kailey chalked it up as a case of man cold. Miles has a history of being a bit on the dramatic side when he is ill, encouraged by being the baby of three older siblings who loved to coddle him.

Kailey realized it wasn’t a man cold when she awakens the next morning and Miles isn’t with her. She had poked her head into the guest room, looking at Miles curled up on his side, hands gripping his opposite biceps, holding himself in a cocoon of blankets. Kailey put her hand on his forehead, gasping at how warm he is.

“Babe?” She whispered. Miles had shuddered, ripping his hot head away from her hand. “You are burning up.”

“Get out.” Miles croaks. “Don’t want you getting this.” 

“Miles-”

“Baby, I am dead serious. Get out. Leave the Tylenol outside the door.” He tucks his mouth into his sweatshirt, coughing extensively. 

Miles doesn’t attend practice the next day and misses the following game. When he misses his second game in five days, Kailey becomes stressed. The Avs doctor’s diagnosed him with Influenza B and gave him Tamiflu, which then made Miles throw up. They then switched him to a different flu medicine yesterday, but progress has been too slow for her. She is miserable watching him sick like this. 

Currently, she is standing outside the door, listening to him cough inside. She turns the door handle, pushing the door open and standing in the doorway. She puts her hand on her bump, stroking it for comfort as Miles coughs again. 

“Kails.” Miles groans. “How many times do I have to ask you to take this seriously?”

“I am, but I need to see you.” She whispers. Miles rolls over towards her, studying her worried expression.

“Just relax.” He says gently. “The stress isn’t good for you two.” Miles watches as Kailey’s beautiful green eyes begin to shine, a thick line of tears forming on her lower lid.

“I’m scared, M. I’ve never seen you like this.” Her bottom lip trembles.

“I’m getting better now, babe. Don’t worry. You’ve been taking good care of me.” He encourages her. Although Miles has not been letting her into the guest room, Kailey has been leaving him things outside the door including homemade chicken noodle soup, popsicles, Tylenol, and little post-its of encouragement. She also had to go to her last appointment alone, but was able to grab a new sonogram for him to inspect.

He has my nose for sure, Miles had texted Kailey an hour later. Shortly after, she heard his heavy snores from where she sat outside the door, needing to be comforted by the sound of him breathing.

“I really need to feel you.” 

Miles kicks the covers off, sticking out his sock-covered foot for her. Kailey goes to the end of the bed, grabbing his foot in her hand. She holds it for a moment, looking at the Nike swoosh along the ridges of his toes. Then she slides her hand up his sweatpants to his hairy ankle, wrapping her fingers around it. Two tear tracks fall down from each of her eyes. 

“Fuck.” He whispers, then sits up, keeping himself behind her body. He buries his nose into her spine, reaching around to hold the baby with one big paw. He kisses along her clothed back. The baby kicks against Miles, the first kick Kailey has felt all day. She smiles down, squeezing his ankle tighter in her hand as a ‘thank you’ for the weakness her tears bring him.

#shot in the dark AU #miles wood x oc #miles wood imagine #👢 anon

[underground-monarch]

maybe a ficlet based on this? hehe

Jimmy’s hands balled into fists as he glared at the latest surprise addition to Tumble Town. It was unquestionably another gift from that big-headed mightier-than-thou “god”, attempting to damage the Sheriff’s reputation.

He wouldn’t put up with it any longer. He’d had enough of being the punch bag, the joke of the empires. He’d had enough of attempting to stand up to the other leaders, only for them to laugh him aside as though he had all the intimidation of a cooked noodle.

He tried to be a diplomat, a cool calm and collected face of the Law. But now the time had come to prove to them, to all of them, that the Sheriff could be a real threat to those who disrespected him.

And where better to strike first than at the heart of the resistance?

Pausing only to grab the entire remaining stock out of his wagon and a flint and steel from one of his chests, Jimmy launched himself into the sky with a burst of sparks, his shadowed eyes glinting as red as the TNT in his inventory.

When Stratos came into view though, every single thought of revenge was dropped from his mind into the rushing wind of his flight path behind him, and his jaw fell open in awe.

The quartz shone pure white in the early-evening light, its pristine purity combining with the Upper Kingdom’s gravity-defying posture to give it a truly ethereal sense of wonder. The gold accents glinted in the sun, beautifully complimented by the teal. The very air itself around the whole empire seemed to hum with mystical energy, a song of love and joy and glory.

Jimmy had never looked at it like this before. He had only ever seen it as the lair of his nemesis, tainted by the mocking presence of the Toy Barn, an ego-boost for a man who already thought everything of himself.

Reluctantly, Jimmy finally realised that maybe Joel deserved his pride in his empire.

The Sheriff’s hands unclenched around the explosives.

Jimmy landed on one of the floating walkways, stumbling a little as his neck craned upwards to admire the nearest buildings. He stepped up to the banister, leaning over to admire the view of the golden-hour light bathing the village below.

Stratos really did feel like the home of a god.

“Hey, toy boy!”

The Sheriff’s hackles instinctively raised at the sound of Joel’s taunting voice, but he forced himself to relax. He wasn’t here on a hostile mission. Not anymore. He quickly tucked the TNT from his hand away in his inventory, hiding it just in time as the God of Stratos glided in on angelic wings and landed beside him with a subtle but nonetheless intimidating shake of the floating walkway.

“What are you doing so far from Toy Town, eh?” Joel leaned casually on the banister next to Jimmy, a smug smirk on his face.

“I’m not here for mocking comments, Joel.” Jimmy gritted his teeth and took a short calming breath before turning to look at the god. Even regardless of the height of the man before him and the surrounding buildings scaled to match, Jimmy suddenly felt like a very small fish in a very big pond. He glanced around at the view again. “You’ve done a really good job on this place, you know.”

Something in Joel’s expression changed at that: while his smirk didn’t move, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, betraying his suspicion at Jimmy’s compliment.

“Uh, yeah, I know!” Joel gestured to himself, “I’m so sexy and awesome and good at everything, obviously!”

Jimmy closed his eyes in exasperation at Joel’s pathetic self-aggrandising in what he was trying to make a sincere moment despite the tension of their rivalry. “I’m serious, Joel. Stratos genuinely looks incredible, you’re really good at building.”

For a second, Joel didn’t react. Jimmy could feel the god analysing his expression, searching for any hint of mockery or deception, but Jimmy kept his face relaxed and soft.

Eventually Joel moved. He twisted away from leaning on the banister and having to look at Jimmy, one hand rising to rub at the back of his neck. “Um… thanks, I guess.” He paused, unsure. “Y’know, I’m… I try.” He glanced back at Jimmy. “D’you really mean that?” he asked, a faint accusatory defensive tone in his voice.

“I really mean it.” And he did.

Joel nodded once, jerkily, avoiding eye contact again. “Well… yeah. Thanks.”

The two men stood in silence for a few minutes, the tension of their rivalry between them slowly dissolving.

“So, um… was there anything you needed from Stratos?” Joel asked, his voice unusually amicable to Jimmy’s ears.

The TNT weighed a little heavier in his inventory.

“… No, I don’t need anything. I was just passing through.”

“Ok. Well, um… see ya, then.” Joel spread his wings and hurriedly launched himself into the air, flying off towards the centre of Upper Stratos.

Jimmy watched him go, and then quickly flew back to Tumble Town.

When he stepped outside the next morning, he was surprised to see his empire looking remarkably normal: all the Toy Story pranks had been removed overnight, and when he opened the chest that had appeared on his porch it contained a single diamond surrounded by gold blocks.

Jimmy grinned, glancing up at the sky to see a distant hovering figure of an oversized humanoid, who promptly disappeared from view over the mesa mountain ridge in the direction of the sky kingdom.

sorry for taking so long to get to this, but I finally had an idea for how this concept could play out so here ya go at last :] also putting it up on ao3

#omg what #ky's actually answering prompts from nocir ask box #maybe someday i'll get back to those scenery painting prompts that have been in there for like 6 months or something as well #empires smp #empires smp s2 #jimmy solidarity #joel smallishbeans #empires smp fanfic