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joesheistyy · 1 year

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Family Barbecue

anon this was such a cute request, i love it and i hope y’all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! <3

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It was your favorite time of year, the summer time. Time to spend with family and friends and especially some drinks. Every July, the Burrow family would host a family-wide barbecue. You had been attending for years, and Joe’s parents made sure that their planning always worked with your schedule and Joe’s schedule.

Ever since Joe brought you to the first family barbecue after being together for 5 months, his family knew that you were the one for him. You always offered to help cook, clean, entertain the kids, or do anything else they needed. They all saw how Joe looked at you too, with pride in his eyes.

This was year 5 of going to the family Barbecue, and Joe’s family kept poking fun at him about how he hasn’t popped the marriage question yet. They wanted it just as bad as you did.

“Joey, are you ready to go?” You yelled up the stairs from the kitchen. Joe took just as long as a girl getting ready some days.

“Yes baby, I’ll be down in a sec,” he responded back as you heard frantic footsteps up the stairs. You were a planner, and Joe was not. You had a timeline of what needed to be done when, and Joe just went with the flow until he got distracted and needed to be directed back to what needed to be done.

You headed out the garage door, loading your cooler of drinks into the backseat of Joe’s car. The snack bag you had packed followed the drinks. Your overnight bags were packed last. Since his parents lived an hour and a half away and there would be drinks consumed, his parents offered up their extra bedroom for the two of you.

After double checking your list that was stationed on the island, Joe finally came down the stairs, looking as handsome as ever. He was wearing just a basic pair of gym shorts, a bengals tshirt, and his white Nike athletic shoes. Of course, the dork had his shirt tucked in. That was something you always messed with him about.

“Cmon babe, we gotta go or we’re gonna be way late,” you said, leading the way to the garage to finally leave. An hour and a half drive still ahead of you.

Joe grabbed a bottle of water from the garage fridge and got in the car. You settled yourself in the passenger seat with your Nintendo Switch Lite with Animal Crossing ready to go. While you didn’t hardcore game, some Animal Crossing and Minecraft here and there were sometimes what you did to entertain yourself.

After hitting the road, Joe played his music and hummed along as you were focused on your game. His hand rested on your thigh as he drove along. Eventually, you got tired of playing your game, so you decided to take a short nap. You leaned your seat back a bit and propped up your pillow between your shoulder and the window.

"Can you let me know when we're like half an hour away?" you asked, Joe replied, "Of course babe, you gonna put on your makeup then?" he questioned, glancing over at you for a second. You replied with a hum and curled to a semi-comfortable place to nap.

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Joe patted you awake, you stirred and lifted the back of your seat up.

"We're half an hour away honey," he said, smiling in your direction as you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes.

"Thanks Joey, now don't brake check anyone," you joked with him, poking at his arm. You pulled your makeup bag out of your car bag, opting for just some eyebrow filling and mascara, and of course highlight. That was your favorite step of your makeup routine.

As you pulled into Joe's parent's neighborhood, you collected your things in your bag and freshened up your outfit. You chose to wear your favorite pair of jean shorts and a cute flowy tank top.

Pulling into the driveway, Joe's parents came to greet you. The 3pm air was hot but with a breeze. Hugs were given and passed, and as you approached the house, Joe's nephew Jordan came running up to you.

"Y/n!" he cheered with his little 3 year old voice. That alone melted your heart.

"Hi Jordan! How's my big guy doing?" you asked and picked him up, resting him on your hip.

"Good! Let's go play!" He squirmed, wanting to be put down to go run around. You could tell he was fresh from his nap that was taken earlier. If only naps for adults were that rejuvenating.

"We can play here in a minute, but could you use your big, strong muscles to help us?" you tickled his stomach. He pretended to flex. He ran out to the car where Joe and his parents were, clinging to Joe's leg. Joe picked him up and gave him a little fist bump.

"Y/n said I can use my big muscles to help!" Jordan said with a smile on his face. Joe set him down and handed him the smallest bag. You grabbed your overnight bag and the cooler and headed inside with Jordan leading the way.

After placing your things in the guest room, you followed Jordan outside to go say hi to Joe's siblings and their partners. You cracked open your first drink of the night while Jim worked on grilling up some hamburgers and hot dogs.

Jordan pulled you over to the swing set, you set him in the swing that looked like a little car, pulling him toward you to get the momentum going. You continued to push Jordan in the swing as he laughed the cutest little laugh.

Joe was admiring from afar with a beer in hand. He was standing with his dad while he grilled, watching you play with Jordan, a smile spread along his face. You two had talked about kids before, but a ring needed to come first.

The next thing that Jordan wanted to do was race you and Joe. Of course, Joe said yes, setting his beer down to race.

"Okay, Jordan count us down," you say, lining up to begin to run.

"Okay y/n, 3...2..." and Jordan was off before the count of 1. You and Joe giggled, but eventually ran and tried to catch up to him. Jordan had passed the established finish line before you and Joe could get there. He jumped in excitement.

"I'm not letting you beat me, y/n" Joe huffed out as he began to run up to you, tackling you to the ground.

"Burrow, you're a quarterback, not a defensive end, my god," you groaned after hitting the ground, allowing laughs to escape your mouth. Jordan came over and giggled, climbing on top of Joe who was still on top of you.

"Uncle Joe sandwich!" you cheered and grabbed for Jordan's hand. You all giggled and eventually, Joe wormed his way out of being between you and Jordan. He outstretched a hand to you, helping you up.

Eventually, dinner was served and everyone gathered in the screened in porch to eat. Jordan insisted on sitting between you and Joe. Jordan's mom plopped his booster seat down in the chair between you and Joe. Jordan dug into his food as soon as it was set in front of him, ketchup ending up all over his hands, face, and clothes. As you ate, you would use your napkin to dab off Jordan's face, causing your napkin to turn red from the mess he had made.

Joe looked at you admirably, adoring how good you were with kids. You secretly hoped that Joe would see how good you were with kids and want to hurry up and propose already.

After dinner, Jordan helped you clean up the dining space by taking the empty paper plates to the trashcan and leading you to the paper towels so he could help you wipe down. You lifted him up to grab the roll off the island inside, carrying him like Buzz Lightyear back out to the patio, giggles filling the air.

The rest of the family had gone to sit out by the fire pit, insisting that you not do any cleaning up. But you couldn't just not help, it wasn't like you. And you could maneuver Jordan into doing anything with you, which also gave his parents a break.

Out at the fire pit, you could see the rest of the family laughing and joking. You admired Joe from the screened in porch while you waited on Jordan to run in and take the dirty paper towels to the trash can. Jordan ran out, tugging at your arm to go join the rest of the family.

You and Jordan joined the rest of the family, sitting down on the outdoor blanket. You sat criss cross applesauce and Jordan sat in your lap and played with your fingers while letting out yawns.

After a few more drinks, Jordan was asleep in your lap. His parents seemed ready to go, so you offered to help Jordan into his car seat.

You headed out to their car, carrying Jordan with his head resting on your shoulder.

"Thanks for playing with him and taking care of him today, y/n. It was a really nice break for us, he's a wild one," Joe's brother said.

"It's really no problem, I had so much fun with this little ball of energy," you chuckled as you set Jordan in his car seat, buckling him in.

"One of these days, I want y'all to give him a cousin," Joe's brother laughed out. You hugged and went your separate ways.

Joe and his parents had transitioned to inside the house, working to clean up the kitchen.

"How can I help?" you asked as you walked in on them all doing different cleaning activities.

"Babe you helped plenty today, go take a shower or relax. We got this," Joe said as he brought you into his embrace. There really wasn't much left to clean up.

After things had been cleaned up, everyone moved to the couch to sit and relax a bit before bed. It was about 9:30 and the exhaustion from the day was hitting you. You let out a soft yawn as Joe pulled you to lean into his shoulder.

"I think we're gonna head to bed. It's been a long day," Joe announces to his parents as he stands up off the couch. You follow.

When getting to your room for the night, you headed straight for the shower. Playing with Jordan all day got you sweaty and stinky, not to mention the July heat.

"Babe I loved watching you play with Jordan today. I can't wait for us to have our own kids one day. A little Joe and y/n stumbling around," Joe said, leaning down to kiss your forehead.

"Me too Joey, me too," you sighed as you stepped into the warm shower.

After such a long day, a shower and some snuggles were great.

You and Joe were cuddled up into bed when he blurted out, "I love you, y/n and I want to marry you some day. I promise it'll be soon,"

"I love you too Joey, and I can't wait for that day. It'll be the best day of our lives," you smile as you close your eyes, drifting off into a peaceful sleep.

The next morning, you woke up alone. That's not normally how things went when you and Joe stayed with his parents. He'd wait for you so you could leave the bedroom together.

You slid on your slippers and headed for the kitchen, following the smell of bacon. When you began to approach the entrance to the kitchen, you heard conversation. Sometimes, you loved to eavesdrop, but you also hated to butt in during conversation, so you stood by the doorway, out of sight of Joe and his parents.

"So when are you finally gonna pop the question?" his dad nudged at him.

"Soon, I swear. I've got the ring picked out and everything, I just need to send it to my jeweler," Joe said as he set out silverware.

"We love her and it's about time she became part of the family for real," his mom spoke out, walking up to Joe to lovingly rub his back. His family had been pestering him for a while to propose, but he wanted to do it on his own time, which you understood.

"It'll be soon, I promised that to her and I promise that to you all. Cause after seeing her with Jordan yesterday, I know she is who I'm meant to marry. Not that I didn't have those thoughts before, it just really proved to me that it's about time I asked her to marry me," Joe responded in a soft voice, trying not to allow his voice to carry.

You stood in the doorway for a minute more just to make sure the conversation was over. Soon, you approached Joe and pulled him into a side hug. He held onto you for a minute before leading you both to fill your plates with breakfast food.

You had a peaceful morning with Joe and his parents. You loved his family and couldn't wait to officially join it.

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babybluebex · 1 year

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𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 | 𝐣𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐡 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: at london comic con, naptime for joe’s son interferes with joe’s panel. luckily, joe has a fix for the situation. 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dad!joseph quinn x um!reader 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: fluff fluff fluff ab dad joe bc lcc is giving so much kid content it’s driving me wild, joe’s son’s name is anthony 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: listen, @moonlit-void-to-the-far-unknown and i have this longstanding au going where you and joe have a son and i NEEDED to write it, especially with all the pictures of babies and kids that we’re getting this weekend :)

By now, everyone on Twitter knew that Joe had brought you and his son to London Comic Con. You and Joe had been spotted entering the convention center on Saturday, tiny 4-year old Anthony in tow, and everyone was waiting for some sort of content with the three of you. Joe didn’t share too much about Anthony online, only the spare picture to his new Instagram every so often, updating his eight million followers on Anthony’s antics, but little Anthony was known and beloved.

So far, the day had gone well. You stood off to the side and entertained Anthony as Joe took pictures with fans, stopping during every break to get the snuggles and kisses in— Anthony required many Daddy snuggles and kisses, and every twenty minutes, two minutes were allotted for Joe to kiss Anthony’s head, inquire about what he was watching (the answer was always Bluey), and promise more time in the future. You hated how hectic the convention was and how quickly-paced it was, but that was the nature of the event. It was fun to watch your husband interact with all of his fans, and some even spotted you and sent waves and coos towards you and Anthony.

Eventually, time for Joe’s lunch break came, and he held Anthony in his lap as they both ate their sandwiches that you had made (the upside of a con in London meant no hotel rooms, and your boys got to sleep in their own beds), peanut butter dotted on Anthony’s little mouth as he babbled away at Joe. “So big, Dada!” he exclaimed, stretching his hands wide.

“Yeah, lots of people, aren’t there?” Joe chuckled, smoothing down Anthony’s thin curls. Anthony resembled Joe to a tee, some baby photos that Joe’s mother had showed you a dead ringer for your son, and Anthony’s big brown eyes widened as he nodded.

“And they’re all here to see you,” you told him, and Joe scoffed and rolled his eyes.

“I don’t know about that,” he said. “I think they’re here to see you.”

“Me?” you asked.

“Yeah, my fans love you,” Joe told you. “Everybody today has told me to say hello to you and Anthony. And some people asked about Wes too, actually.”

You smiled and leaned forward to kiss Joe’s cheek, and your husband blushed under your lips. “I’m so proud of you, Joey,” you told him softly. “You’ve worked so hard for so long, and now… It’s all happening.”

“And I get to do it with you,” Joe said with a watery smile, and he looked down at Anthony in his lap, still watching Bluey on your phone. “Both of you.” He ruffled up Anthony’s hair and smoothed them down again, an anxious habit that he had picked up recently, and Anthony looked up from your phone and smiled a big, toothy grin at his father.

“It’s almost naptime,” you said, looking down at your watch, and both of your boys whined and grumbled in protest. Anthony usually didn’t make a fuss over naptime and gladly settled in bed with his blankie and fell asleep for at least an hour, but you knew that the energy and excitement from the con would interrupt his schedule. You had anticipated this, and you pouted as you tugged your son up into your arms. “I know, baby, I know,” you told him. “But you’ll get all sleepy and cranky later if you don’t nap.”

“B-But Dada!” Anthony said, and he wriggled in your arms, reaching out for Joe. You willingly transferred your son into his father’s arms, and Joe kissed Anthony’s wiggly little head as Anthony added, “Wanna stay with ‘ou, Dada.”

“I want you to stay with me too,” Joe said, his bottom lip pouting out. “But you need to nap, and I have stuff I’ve gotta do.”

“What?” Anthony asked.

“Well, I have a panel in a few minutes,” Joe told Anthony. “People ask me all sorts of things, and I answer them. It’s usually very fun. But I can’t bring you, bud.”

“I mean…” you started slowly. “You could. Just hold him in your lap and let him sleep while you answer the questions. If you want, that is. Or I can just take him back home to nap and we can come get you at the end of the day.”

“I can hold him,” Joe said, rubbing Anthony’s back. “We’re just gonna cuddle while you nap, aren’t we?”

“Cuddle?” Anthony asked, and Joe nodded. “Okay. Blankie?”

You nodded carefully and slung off your backpack, opening it and searching through all of your stuff, Joe’s phone and wallet and keys and snacks and all of Anthony’s various accessories, and you finally extracted his fluffy blue blankie. It certainly had been fluffy at one point but, after four years, the fluff had been matted down and it was a little off-color, no matter how many times you washed it. But it was Anthony’s favorite blankie, the only one he slept with, and Anthony cuddled it up to his chest instantly as soon as he got it in his hands. “Thank you, Mummy,” Anthony mumbled, nestling his head under Joe’s chin, and your heart skipped.

“Of course, baby,” you told him. “Are my boys ready for the panel?”

“Anthony’s first panel,” Joe chuckled. “We’re ready.”

Joe carried Anthony (and his blankie) to the stage, smiling and waving at fans as he passed them, and he seemed calm and cool. It was only once you got backstage, in the wings of the stage, that he started to seem nervous. “Is this a bad idea?” Joe asked. Anthony had his head rested on Joe’s shoulder, his brown eyes flagging with after-lunch sleepiness, and he yawned and cuddled up closer into Joe’s chest. “I-I mean, is it unprofessional?”

“He’s your son, darling,” you told him, adjusting Joe’s jacket to lay right and settling his curls right. “Everyone will understand. And anyway, it’s super cute, and nobody will care if it's unprofessional if it’s cute.”

Joe nodded, and he rubbed Anthony’s back as his name was announced by the moderator, and you watched Joe walk out onstage, holding his microphone in one hand as he held Anthony in his arms. Instantly, the auditorium was met with coos and aws and cheers, and Joe waved at everyone before he sat down on the small sofa that was provided for him. He mumbled something to Anthony and kissed his head, and your son turned to look at everyone. He waved for a moment, just long enough for everyone to cheer back at him, and he turned back and buried himself in Joe’s chest.

The crowd died down, and Joe brought the microphone to his mouth. “It’s naptime,” he said, his voice echoing around the room, and he added, “We’ve got our blankie, I think Ant’s gonna suck his thumb, and he’ll be asleep in no time. But I’m excited, let’s begin.”

Everything Anthony did was met with applause and aws, every moment and wiggle and cuddle into Joe’s warm chest. Joe answered every question with poise and humility, laughing when someone said to say hi to Wes, and Anthony mumbled something that was half-caught by the mic. “Unca Wes?” he mumbled, and Joe frowned, shaking his head.

“No, no, Uncle Wes isn’t here right now,” he said softly. “But we can see him when we’re done here... It cracks me up that you guys know who Wes is.”

True to his word, Anthony popped his thumb in his mouth and was asleep within twenty minutes, and Joe noticed it. “Oh, bless him,” he said. “And we’re asleep here. If we’re very quiet… maybe he’ll stay asleep…” Joe paused for a second and kissed Anthony’s head, and the boy didn’t stir, and Joe said, “Yeah, and he’s knocked out. He can sleep through anything at this point. He gets that from me.” Joe laughed a little, making sure that Anthony stayed asleep, and he said, “I’m sorry, what was the question?”

That happened often. Joe would be too distracted watching Anthony sleep and have to have the question asked again, and he flushed and mumbled, “I’m sorry, you guys, he’s just… Parents will understand, he’s only this little for so long. Sorry, I’m sorry, what was the question again?”

Finally, the time for the end of the panel came, and the last question took Joe a second to respond: “What are you most proud of in your life?”

“Well,” he started. “I’m proud of myself for a lot, if I can say that without coming off as a douchebag. But my own accomplishments pale in comparison to my wife, she… She’s amazing. I’m constantly in awe of her and all that she’s done for me, all of the late nights she spends with our son while I work, supporting me and loving me and… But this little guy. He blows my mind every day. Even as he’s sitting here, napping, he’s so much more than I ever could have imagined my son to be. I never anticipated being a father, and now I am, and even though it’s been four years, I’m still not used to him and I don’t think I ever will be. He is so smart and beautiful and… Yeah. I’m proud of Anthony. He’s the best thing I’ve ever done.”

You smiled and, as soon as Joe came offstage, you pulled him into a kiss. You felt Joe’s hands twitch underneath Anthony, obviously wanting to embrace you as he kissed you, and you pulled Anthony into your arms to allow Joe to hold you tenderly as he kissed your lips. He sighed into the kiss and touched his forehead to yours, and he mumbled, “I love you so much. Thank you for sticking around.”

“Of course,” you told him. “I love you too, darling.”

“I wonder if my mum can take Ant tonight,” Joe mumbled, pulling you back into another kiss. “I need some time with you.”

“You have more con tomorrow,” you said. “Is tonight good for that?”

“Any night is a good night for that,” Joe chuckled, and you smiled at his naughty cheek. “I think it’s time Ant has a little sister.”

“You think so?” you asked. “Whatever you say, Mr. Quinn.”

“And I do say, Mrs. Quinn,” Joe said. “Let me call Mum and see if she can take the little monster. He was so good for me, he just slept the whole time.”

“He’s not a monster,” you said with a smile, bouncing Anthony as he yawned and started to wake up. His thumb was popped in his mouth and you carefully pulled it out, and Anthony whined and sucked the corner of his blankie into his mouth. “He’s the most special little boy in the world.”

“He sure is,” Joe said, and his big eyes were full of love as he looked at the two of you, his wife and son. “The best boy ever.”

#joseph quinn #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn rpf #joe quinn #joe quinn x reader #joe quinn rpf

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 2 months

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Part 21 Punk Hazard!

There is SO much that happens in this arc! (The ONE time I don’t remember much 💀) however I definitely believe Reader will end up kidnapped by Caesar Clown (As ordered by Doflamingo who has big plans for her from her stunt at Marineford) and he manages to get some of her blood (For some experiments) and discovers some fascinating properties in her blood

Also devious ideas for Momonosuke having a big fat crush on Reader (Evil Laughter)

Y/N and the Straw Hats finally enter the New World (And promise Shirahoshi and their allies that they’ll come back again, especially since they plan to make Fishman Island their territory)

After that ordeal Nami decides to take a nice shower and has Reader join her to help her get nice and clean after such an intense adventure and battle (When they were done, Nami helped Y/N into a pair of clean clothes)

Reader wanted to play, however all the exhaustion finally crashed down on her and she felt very sleepy, and went to her bedroom to take a nap (She wanted to stay up and do more adventure, but Luffy promises to wake her up if he sees Adventure)

However they received a distress call for help on an island called Punk Hazard that they’re being attacked by a Samurai

If Reader is with Zoro, Robin, Luffy and Usopp then Ace is also there (And when they have to cross the icy and flaming waters, Ace uses his boat to get him and Reader across *As everyone else is too big and heavy to join him on his transportation*)

When Zoro, Luffy and Mama Robin are laughing evilly over getting some warm coats, Ace is in the background using his DF to keep his body warm as well as for Reader (And he’s careful that he doesn’t burn her) as she’s shivering a bit from the chill

They couldn’t find a coat to fit her, so Robin makes a flap in the front/back of Luffy/Ace/Zoro’s coat for Reader to stay warm in (Commenting that he looks like a Kangaroo and Reader looks like his baby Joey *Usopp and Brook are laughing hysterically*)

When they meet Kin’emon and Momonosuke (Momo develops a small crush on Reader) but Y/N’s brothers, uncle (Franky) and her grandpa (Brook) aren’t amused, minus Luffy, since he’s too dumb to realize this until Zoro tells him, then he’s on the same boat with everyone else (Meanwhile, Nami and Robin think it’s cute that Reader has a friend around her age to spend time with)

Caesar might try to take some of Reader’s blood (For experiments) and accidentally saw strange properties within her blood, and with a few tests he discovers a shocking discovery, Reader’s blood has phenomenal abilities that can advance his ‘research’ (Cruel and Inhumane Experiments and Weapons) he just needs a LOT more of her blood (History repeats itself) one of them being she can be the key to reach immortality! (So Reader is currently running away as fast as she can away from the Scary Man, only to get caught and hooked up on an operation table)

However Law finds her and helps her (He was shocked to find her there)

When Luffy fought Caesar, he went on about how a ‘Simpleton’ like Luffy and his crew can’t understand how to ‘properly use’ Reader (Luffy feels rage, especially when he recalls how scared Reader was)

Reader is proceeding to cry when her family finds her as she’s sobbing silently and violently trembling in their arms (When they see the machine Reader was hooked up too and some of her blood, they instantly connected the dots on what happened and look absolutely murderous, especially since this level of fear she’s showing is something incredibly raw, a few they all understand all to well)

When Reader finds out about the other children being experimented on she demands to go back because she wants to help them, just like how she wished to be helped (This answer made her family understand that Reader is opening up a bit about her trauma)

Reader raised her voice for the first time begging her Brothers to help save the children as she wants to help them! (She also wants to help Law)

When Caesar was defeated and Sanji whipping up a lot of food of them, the Marines and the children, Reader joins Law to help the kids (And uses her powers to the best of her ability to help relieve them of their pain)

Reader says hello to Smoker and Tashigi and tell her she’s not a prisoner (They definitely believe she’s been brainwashed if she thinks she’s safe around Pirates, but know Reader is most likely better off with Straw Hat Luffy than anyone else)

Sorry if this is a jumbled mess I can’t remember much about what happened in Punk Hazard (I just know that I hate and would gladly kill Caesar Clown)

-It had been a long day for you, leaving Fishman Island, and after a big meal and a bath with Nami, you were knocked out almost instantly, sawing logs as soon as your head hit the pillow.

-You woke up to loud shouting and you sat up, a big groggy and you headed to the door, opening it and seeing Luffy holding a Den-Den Mushi, a distress signal being sent out that whoever was calling was being attacked by a samurai.

-Brook kneeled beside you, noticing you first as you looked up at him, “What’s a samurai?” and he explained it to you, telling you that it’s a swordsman from a nation called Wano, and Luffy decided to head to Punk Hazard.

-The island was so weird! Half of it was covered in ice, the other covered in flames, which made you very confused on how the ice didn’t melt and how the fire wasn’t being put out by the ice.

-Ace, Luffy, Robin, Zoro, and Usopp were the ones to go onto the island, and despite begging to go too, they didn’t want to risk you getting burnt.

-You did pout only slightly, wanting to go explore with them on this new adventure, but seeing all the fire, you were a little nervous, and relented.

-As the ship sailed to the other side of the island, that was covered in snow, you were in awe, wanting to go and play in the snow. You then heard Franky, “Oi who the hell are you?!” everyone turned, seeing unknown men in hazmat suits jumping aboard the ship, but before anyone could do anything- they knocked everyone out.

-You’re not sure how much time had passed, but you felt the gentle brush of fingers on your cheeks, “Are you awake?” you didn’t know the voice and your eyes opened before they went wide, seeing a little pink dragon staring down at you.

-You didn’t know where you were when you sat up, tears coming to your eyes before the dragon panicked, “Don’t cry- I’m going to protect you! I am Momonosuke- the next Shogun of Wano!!” you recalled Wano, as you tilted your head to the side, looking adorable, “The land of samurais?”

-Momo instantly flushed- you were so cute!! He nodded, looking quite pleased with himself, “Yes- you are correct fair maiden!” he talked kind of funny as you looked around this room, finding yourself on a small cot, “Where are we?”

-Momo looked around, as he wasn’t supposed to be here, but he had heard of a young girl being brought in, and he wanted to make sure she was safe, while avoiding the guards himself, “On Punk Hazard- it’s a former World Government base, but now it’s- it’s something else, a lab.”

-Before you could ask him any more questions, voices filled the air near the door and Momo spoke, “I’ll come find you later, what’s your name?” you smiled up at him, “I’m Y/N!” he nodded and disappeared through a vent as the door opened, revealing a man who looked like he was made of clouds but also looked like a clown.

-He smiled broadly, seeing you awake, “Ahh Y/N you’re finally awake- I was concerned why you weren’t waking up!” he picked you up, despite being made of clouds, which made you curious, playing with his shoulder that kept making whisps, “You’re made of clouds?” he laughed at your naivety, “No my dear- I’m made of gas, I ate the Gas-Gas Fruit- marvelous isn’t it? But not as marvelous as you!”

-You were confused by what he meant, he didn’t seem scary, as he was smiling and laughing, like he was having fun while walking down the hallway with you.

-What felt like hours later, you were sobbing, a washcloth in your mouth, stuffed there after Caesar got tired of your crying and screaming for your brothers.

-When he saw you on the ship, he knew this was going to be a glorious chance to get his hands on you!

-He had been vying for you ever since your abilities had been made public, and as he experimented on you, drawing blood from you, he found that this wasn’t a Devil Fruit ability- this was something you could do yourself!!

-He had torn the clothes from your body, seeing the scars, seeing that someone else knew this fact about you as well, knowing what you could do as you were strapped down, crying heavily, reliving old trauma of being trapped while being tortured here.

-You were so scared, your heartrate was through the roof and you felt like throwing up, but you couldn’t, your arms and legs as well as your torso and head were strapped down, unable to move, unable to escape.

-Caesar looked like a child in a candy store, watching your horn flare to life as your ability healed another six cuts on your arm. You were getting dizzy now, a fever starting to form, which he recorded, “Hmm- it’s probably due to your age that your ability seems to be so weak. Ahh the limitations of youth~ I wonder what you will be like when you’re older!”

-You could barely understand him through the haze of the pain and your fever, you just wanted the pain to stop- you wanted Luffy and Ace, Sanji, and Robin- you wanted your family- you wanted to go home!!

-When the whole island seemed to shake, an earthquake it felt like, Caesar pulled back, a scowl on his lips, questioning the guards who were in the area what was going on, but nobody seemed to have an answer.

-He left you, promising to return shortly to have more fun, as you broke down, your tears unable to stop as you started to tremble, going into shock.

-You heard the sound of the door opening, and you didn’t know if you had passed out, so you don’t know how much time had passed, but you heard someone whisper out a naughty word and you looked up, seeing a new man there, wearing a leopard seal hat.

-He quickly moved to your side and worked quickly on getting you free, gritting his teeth lightly. He couldn’t bear to see such a young child being tortured like this- he was a pirate, a warlord, but he wasn’t heartless!

-Law knew that the Straw Hats were looking for you, he recalled how enraged Luffy and Ace had been when they learned you had been taken. Normally he would have teased them for not having weaknesses, but he kept quiet, as he remembered his own little sister, who he had been unable to help.

-Law pulled you into his arms, wrapping you in a blanket before holding you close. You didn’t know this man, but unlike Caesar, he wasn’t hurting you, he was helping you.

-Law pulled out his sword, and slashed at the room, destroying all the evidence and machines, as well as the vials of your blood, not wanting a child to be turned into a weapon. He knew the government was after you, and he knew that Doflamingo was after you- and Law knew all too well how dangerous that could be.

-He glanced down at you, seeing that you had a fever and spoke quietly, “I know you are tired, but try to stay awake.” You nodded softly, looking up at him, curious as to where you remember him from.

-When he stopped in a quiet area, allowing himself a breather, you spoke up, smiling softly as you remembered, “I remember you- you had a fluffy polar bear.” He smiled softly, happy that you had remembered Bepo, and through his friend, you remembered him. He was glad that you didn’t remember what he had unintentionally taught you.

-Law felt the rumbles of the various attacks through the building, as he scowled softly, after he had teamed up with Smoker and the Straw Hats to defeat Caesar and his forces, as well as looking for you as you were the only one who was missing.

-Law had been stunned by the faith Luffy had put in him, entrusting him with finding you, and while not happy being given orders by someone else, Law couldn’t help but squeeze you a bit tighter, feeling relief that he did find you.

-Footsteps filled his ears and Law turned, his eyes widening, seeing Vergo there, who looked unimpressed, “Law- what do you think you’re doing with Y/N?” Law ground his teeth slightly, glaring as he knew that Vergo had already reported to Doflamingo about his betrayal, but now, facing off against him, he knew he had to keep you safe.

-Law hesitated in fighting, wondering if he should just flee, or if he should put you down, but that would give an opportunity for Vergo to grab you, or someone else to grab you.

-Law inhaled deeply, holding you on his hip, turning so you would be shielded, “You and Doflamingo will not hurt this child again.” He swallowed his fear as Vergo glared down at him, trying to intimidated him, like old times.

-You clutched onto Law’s jacket tightly, the sounds of fighting ringing in your ears as your head was pounding, you felt so sick- so weak. Caesar had taken so much blood from you and made you use your quirk so much that he was almost to the point of killing you.

-When Vergo was finally defeated, you finally peeked out as Law was panting hard before he sheathed his sword, “C’mon- we gotta get out of here!” you didn’t respond, as he rushed towards the rail tracks, where the others all agreed to meet.

-Law knew that if the facility was at risk, Doflamingo was going to implement the failsafe, destroying the whole island, as only Caesar was wanted alive, because with him, he could still continue to produce SAD, false Devil Fruits.

-You knew what SADs were, as you heard Caesar talking about them, wanting to make these false Devil Fruits, using your ability, to create an army of people with your ability.

-Ace shouted out your name as he saw you, as Law sprinted and leapt up, as the railcar had just left and Ace caught Law by his jacket, pulling him into the cart and many voices shouted out your name, seeing the state you were in.

-Law and Robin, as Chopper was still trying to stabilize Mocha, worked quickly, as the G5 soldiers kept the other children back, who were all wondering who you were- as you were a child they hadn’t met yet.

-Momo shouted out your name, from his spot around Luffy’s neck, who was stunned stiff, seeing the state you were in, as you were now crying, holding onto Robin’s hands, your body trembling as Law tried to use what he could to try to stabilize you, as you were going into shock.

-Ace was the one to shake Luffy out of his shock, as Monet started the self-destruct sequence, and the tunnel was starting to collapse, so they needed to keep the track clear to avoid the incoming poison.

-Your crew- no… your family was furious, seeing you in such a state, as the cart managed to get outside safely, and despite the celebration, Chopper, who was now helping Law, were still trying to get you stabilized.

-Tashigi was appalled, seeing the scars on your arms, which looked old, and she remembered Caesar’s words to the Straw Hats, that they didn’t know how to use you properly. It made her blood boil, thinking they were the ones who did this to you.

-Smoker was also enraged, fully prepared to fight for you, thinking that you weren’t safe with the Straw Hats, thinking they were using you just like Caesar wanted to.

-Ace and Luffy got into a fight with Smoker, the three of them shouting while everyone else watched and Tashigi spoke up, pointing at you, “Then what about those wounds! Are you the ones who did that to her?!”

-Nami glared hard, she respected Tashigi, as she reminded her of Belle Mere, “Shut up.” The air turned icy, hearing Nami’s fury as she spoke, intimidating Tashigi, “Don’t make accusations if you don’t know who did them. We would never hurt a child.”

-Tashigi, realizing what she had suggested, gasped, in shock before Sanji spoke, glaring at Smoker, “And it’s your government who wants Y/N alive and for such a high bounty. What makes you think they won’t do the same to her if you get your hands on her.”

-Neither could make an argument, as Smoker knew that there was something fishy up on why the government was so adamant about getting their hands on you, but there was no proof.

-Once you were finally stabilized, Luffy agreed to leave the other children with Smoker, and Law, Momo, and Kin’emon hopped aboard Sunny, as the next island was their shared destination, Dressrosa.

-Robin and Nami carefully doted on you, as they could tell that you were now very emotionally fragile as you weren’t responding verbally to any of them, not even Luffy or Ace. Your eyes were glassy, and you seemed like you were just there, like a living doll, which enraged your family to see you in such a state.

-Caesar was being held down in the brig, chained with sea stone and Law had his heart, and promised to kill him if he tried anything, but Caesar was more scared of the Straw Hats, who all looked ready to murder him in thousands of different ways!

-Law was the one to come up with an idea, as you were sitting in Usopp’s arms, while Luffy and Ace were trying to feed you, trying to get you to eat, after Chopper couldn’t come up with anything to get you out of this state.

-Chopper was hesitant, as was Robin, worried that this might make it worse, but they couldn’t argue with Law’s theory, that it could work and after going back and forth, Chopper agreed.

-You didn’t react with Chopper grabbed your arm gently, rubbing your upper arm with rubbing alcohol, before he poked you with a needle, filled with just some iron supplements, after Law told them how much blood Caesar had taken.

-You jumped, nearly out of Usopp’s arms, being shocked awake before you saw Chopper there, putting a bunny band-aid on you as tears welled in your eyes and quickly you were crying, finally breaking.

-While relieved you had finally broken out of shock, letting your emotions finally out, they could all tell, the way you were crying, that this wasn’t from the needle, but everything you had to live through in the past few hours, as you clutched at Usopp, your arms around his neck as he was trying not to tear up, hugging you tightly to him.

-As relief went through everyone, as you cried, slowly calming down, you saw everyone there, including the new faces. Kin’emon introduced himself, bowing at the waist and your eyes went sparkly, seeing the sword, “Are you a samurai?” he preened, looking a bit smug as he posed, telling you that he was before you met Momo, in his human form who came over to you, “I am pleased to see that you are alright, Miss Y/N!” you smiled sweetly at him and he turned bright red, something that quickly had the men in your life quickly surrounded by flames of rage, seeing this budding love.

-You then saw Law, who you remember rescuing you and you smiled, now more lucid, “Mr. Law!” he smiled softly, hearing the name, as he did try not to smile, but failed as he gave you a small wave in return. Nami was surprised, seeing you remember his name, as you had been pretty out of it, “You remember his name?”

-You nodded brightly, “I do- I remember Mr. Law because he had the cute polar bear! And he taught me this!” as you flipped the bird, Nami quickly made you stop, reminding you gently that it was a rude gesture while angry eyes turned to Law who had turned away, sipping his tea very loudly, wanting to disappear.

-Robin was the one to bring the mood down, but it’s not that she wanted to, “Y/N do you remember what happened?” you looked down, looking at your hands before you pushed the sleeves up, gasps coming from Momo and Kin’emon who were appalled to see the scars on your little body, as you saw the wounds were all healed.

-You swallowed hard, trying to fight off your tears, as you finally told them everything, from what Caesar did to you, and telling them about Overhaul, the man who was the first to do this to you, all those years ago, keeping you locked up and using your ability for his research, torturing you and keeping you under his thumb until you managed to escape and find Luffy.

-Everyone was stunned, hearing this, many were in tears, unable to process how someone was so cruel to someone so small.

-Ace wanted to badly to hug you, but his body was slowly turning flushed, his powers flaring up due to his anger, knowing he would hurt you, and Luffy wanted nothing more than to find this Overhaul and make him pay- hurting him ten times over to get payback, and to kill Caesar for touching you.

-Law was the one to tell everyone that Doflamingo ran Dressrosa, and that they needed to be extra careful to keep you safe, because Doflamingo was very dangerous, and if he wanted you, he was going to try to take you.

-Ace and Luffy just punched their fists together, grinning brightly at Law, speaking in unison, “‘Let him try!’” Law couldn’t help but shake his head lightly, the Straw Hats were all so tenacious, but then again, that was one of the few things he liked about them.

#one piece #luffy #portgas d ace #nami #robin #usopp #sanji #zoro #franky #chopper #brook #tralfagar law

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kommandonuovidiavoli · 2 days

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Ok, I wanna post at least today, SO!

As a little bonus, imma post the pics found in the kid's introduction sheets and some more infos based on them!

Penny!

🩷She doesn't like to be noticed or looked at. She does her best to avoid people's eyes on her. Also hates big crowds.

🩷She loves to go to the aquarium where live mermaids shows are held! She knows all the mermaids' names and they also recognize her when she arrives! She's a friend!

🩷She's not good at giving speeches, sometimes Simon has to step up and sum up stuff. She's grateful for that because she doesn't know how to end them!

Simon!

❤️Everyone at moonbase was sad when he announced he would step down from Soopreme Leader and become a normal KND operative. He did that after assigning Sector V to Penny and the others! He's regarded as a calm but fierce leader, always in first line with the others, always with a solution.

❤️He likes to chill. Even when he was Leader, he pretended everyone had a "nap time" from 2pm to 4pm. Not everyone joined this practice, but those who did, found they had much more energy for the rest of the day!

❤️He's one of the bestest at origami folding! He can create everything from paper, he created a robot and a vehicle! But his masterpiece is the giant fan he fights with. It's indestructible!

Cinzia!

💜She likes to build stuff! If you ask her to come up with new stuff, she will stare at you and your soul until you tell her to just build what you want.

💜She HATES bugs! No matter the size or how they move, they're ALL UGLY AND NEED TO DIE IN A FIRE! She tried to burn the whole Sector V treehouse because she kept finding bugs in her room. Now, who wants to explain her bugs live in trees...?

💜Even if the ideas are not hers, it doesn't mean she cann't make them a little bit... more interesting! And bigger! Bigger is better!

Joey!

🩵Best dodge ball player in the world. Remember that dodge ball temple? People are required to go on a pilgrimage to visit his house and pay him their homages. His parents are so happy he has so many friends!

🩵He loves dolls and loves to play with them. Tea time is his favorite! He not only collects Rainbow Monkeys, but also some human-like dolls and other animals, too! They're just too cute!

🩵He could draw from morning to evening. Sometimes he gets caught drawing during class, and his parents got called many times because of this. But he still gets good grades so... where's the problem?

Robbie!

🧡There's a reason she likes wearing orange: her personal hero is Numbuh 4 himself, and she wants to become his successor. Everyone says she's gonna get there and even SURPASS him! Wally likes her!

🧡She speaks English, Spanish and Italian. Her two moms are from Mexico and Italy, and moved together in the USA before she was born. She can swear perfectly in 3 languages. Italian is her favourite for that, tho.

🧡Never. Ever. EVER. Look at her. In her eyes. She doesn't like eye contact. Eye contact means you have a death wish. And she's gonna be your personal reaper.

#teen au #knd #kids next door #sector v 2.0 #knd oc #penelope doe #simon lincoln #cinzia green #joey beetles #roberta trejo lazzaini jr

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changingplumbob · 13 days

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Romero Household: Chapter 1, Part 2

Kayleigh comes to visit with an unexpected offer and the couple head to the romance festival.

Marta’s first language is Spanish so she is teaching Keira (and me) some common phrases Ay dios mio: omg equivalent Buenas tardes: Good afternoon Carino: Term of endearment for a loved one Gracias: Thank you Mi familia: My family Por favor: Please Qué?: What? Si: Yes Te amo: I love you

Keira: Mum! You didn’t say you were coming

Kayleigh: I didn’t think I needed an appointment to see my daughter and future daughter in law

Keira: Of course not but Marta is feeling unwell

Marta: Buenas tardes Kayleigh. I’ll be fine, Keira is just… overreact

Keira: I mean your parents died from flu complications, can you blame me for being nervous when you get sick?

Marta: No. But look, I’ll have more tea

Kayleigh: I’m so excited for the wedding, have you decided on a venue yet

Marta: Si. I was wanting to have it in the church in Willow Creek

Kayleigh: All the way there?

Keira: It’s the oldest church in the save mum, it’s got history

Marta: Si. Our marriage is not just us, it’s the watcher as well. A church is the right place to honour that

Kayleigh: I always admire your devotion. I’m sorry we couldn’t meet your parents

Marta: Their spirits will be here tomorrow. Keira and I would like all of you to come over for dinner. Then I can tell you about them, and you’ll be able to know them

Kayleigh: If you want us at your celebration then of course

Marta: Si. You are part of mi familia now

Kayleigh: And will our family be growing soon?

Keira: Mum! You sound just like dad

Kayleigh: We’re not getting any younger. Life is short and your dad and I would like to have some grandkids. Every time Aaron sends Harvey a cute picture he almost goes green with envy

Marta: Keira and I do want kids one day

The couple look at each other, feeling the warm fuzzy feeling of home

Kayleigh: I just wanted to say, well your dad wanted me to say, whatever expense there is, we’ll pay it

Marta: Que?

Keira: Are you sure mum? I mean it could be quite expensive for us. Whether we get a sperm donor or try that new science method that allows for same sex pregnancy to start, the cost will likely be high

Kayleigh: I know but your dad and I can’t take the money with us to the forever save. We may as well use it while we’re here

Marta: *smiles* we’re going to be parents carino

Keira: I mean eventually, there’s no big rush is there? I’m only 23

Kayleigh: Wait until after the wedding at least or the dress won’t fit

Keira: We’d need to wait until after honeymoon as well. And even then-

Marta: Gracias Kayleigh, it’s very generous. Will you let us have some time to talk about it

Kayleigh: Of course, I’m just glad you’re receptive. I best be off, don’t get up, I can show myself out

Kayleigh leaves and Marta turns to Keira.

Marta: What’s wrong carino

Keira: I… Sweetheart I want kids with you, I do, but… *softly* so soon?

Marta takes her hand and kisses it lightly.

Marta: There’s no rush but think about it por favor? I’d carry them so it shouldn’t interfere with your work much. I’d like to grow our familia sooner rather than later

Marta goes for another nap while Keira scratches her geek itch playing party frenzy online with Joey, James and Alexander.

Joey: Do you not want to be a mum

Keira: I do. I just… I spent so much of my life waiting for my person and now that I’ve found her I want time with just us. Is that selfish?

Alexander: I don’t think so. Remember I stole my person

James: You can’t steal what is given to you love. Wait- what car am I again?

Joey: The blue one. No, Rilian! Zio Joey is trying to see the screen!

Keira: What’s he doing this time

Joey: Trying to find new places to hide his half eaten meals. I better go tell Devin, later bros *drops out*

Keira: I need to go to the romance festival anyway. Will I see you guys there?

James: Saturday is date night

Alexander: I have plans that involve you, me and a posh restaurant. We'll get a nanny for Milton

Keira: *laughs* have fun being wealthy

Alexander: Always

Marta: You’re letting me out

Keira: I would never try pin you in. I’m not-

Marta: I know carino, I was joking

Keira: Somehow I imagine I couldn’t keep the romantic in you away from this festival even if I wanted to

Marta: So *coyly* what do we do here

Keira: What a leading question. You know sweetheart some would say you’re a tease

Marta: Taste me and find out

Keira smiles and pulls Marta close in a passionate embrace. They stay tangled in each other for a while but pull apart before Marta can get too breathless.

Keira: You need rest still

Marta: Now who’s the tease

Keira: Come on, let’s get some of the tea

Marta goes to the fountain and finds herself humming along to the music. She loves singing but she knows it’s probably best to rest rather than sing a ballad. She’s deep in her imagination when *clanks* the cup she picked drops to the bottom of the fountain.

Marta: Ay dios mio!

Stranger: Are you okay

Marta: Si, gracias

Marta sheepishly fishes her cup up from the fountain and looks around, hoping no one else has seen the blunder.

Marta: See, I’m drinking tea. I do listen to your advice

Keira: *laughs* I suppose it’s prettier than the tea we have at home

Marta: You’re the pettiest thing anywhere carino *blows kiss*

Keira: Stop, you’re making me swoon!

Marta: My daily goal. Have you thought more about what your mum said

Keira: Yeah. I guess… I just don’t want to share you with anyone

Marta: *sighs* Keira, no one belongs solely to someone else. Tell me you understand that? You need to share every person in your life. I’m becoming your wife but we won’t be each other’s property

Keira: I knew it would sound like that. I don’t mean I want you to myself in a controlling way, I mean, I’m worried kids would steal all your attention and I’d be forgotten

Marta: Carino… let me get us some food

Marta grabs them some Ramen and comes back to the table.

Marta: I know that your first girlfriend said she got bored of you but I promise, I’m never getting bored of you. Te amo

Keira: I love you to

Marta: If you want some time as just us before having kids then we can, bueno? But when we get around to having kids I will not love you any less

Keira: Okay, I’ll try work on my feelings. I do want to see what beautiful kids we can make

Marta: Me to!

Marta: Gracias for the date

Keira: I thought your spirits needed lifting before tomorrow

Marta: Tomorrow will be happy, you’ll see

Keira: If you say so. For now... can I have a hug

Marta: aww, of course carino

The couple head home and still feeling the effects of the tea take time to enjoy each other properly. Keira still gets feelings of inadequacy which can be hard to balance with Marta’s need to feel uncaged. But they love each other. Love is a skill and these two are happy to grow their skills together. Whatever they may feel, they’ll work on it together.

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#sims 4 #the sims #the sims 4 #simblr #my sims #ChangingPlumbobStorytime #R0903 #MartaRomero #KeiraFoster #KayleighFoster #JoeyYork #AlexanderGoth #JamesGoth

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loops-n-boops · 10 months

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While I'm on my bullshit I've decided to bless y'all with more Seed boy headcanons!

Jacob Seed

He can fall asleep anywhere. Will he stay asleep? No. But will he take a good thirty minute nap the moment he sits down in one of the piews? Yes.

Secretly doesn't hate Wheatys radio. He will never admit it but one of the chosen caught him humming Safari Song one time and no one will ever let it down

He fucking loves peanut butter. If he needs a snack and any of the options have peanut butter in it he will down that shit in twenty seconds

He has gotten high with John a few times. The first time it happened was a few months after they got to hope county. The two walked into a convenience store, high at about ten pm and knocked over a whole display. (Someone ask me to write a stoned John and Jacob fic please I'll have a blast)

Jacob and John came out to each other while stoned and the conversation went like this:

"Jacob would you still love me if I liked men?"

"No way me too"

To he more specific about my Jacob Seed sexuality HC I think he's Asexual Homoromantic.

He first started questioning his sexuality when he was about thirteen, finding himself attracted to one of their neighbors.

He calls Joseph Joey and John Johnny, he just doesn't do it in front of others.

When he's bored he radios John and starts screaming the DuckTales theme song (I don't care that it's kinda out of character, he's the annoying older brother dammit

Joseph Seed

When he first started talking to John again he asked him how high he was and John said "No, it's hi how are you" and to this day he views this as the funniest conversation he's ever had

He has a snort laugh

His favorite spider men are Peter B. Parker, Spider Punk and Spider Noir

He sleeps on his back and often people need to put their finger under his nose to make sure he's alive

He can't drive

He knows how to knit

He is afraid of Hurk Jr. and Sharkey. It is purely because they are extremely unpredictable

Would give homophobic target workers speeches on why they're wrong during pride month

When Jacob and John get too childish he pulls them by the ears

John Seed

When mad at Jacob he calls him dumbo

Do you need a hickey covered? Call him, he'll get it done quickly and accurately

He has shitty doctors handwriting

He doesn't spend much on himself but when he does end up spoiling himself you bet your ass yes coming home with a lot of candy and a four pack of beer.

He hates beer by the way. He prefers red wine and vodka.

He paints his nails when he gets bored

He loves Gordon Ramsey shows and will binge them at three am

He tends to bite his nails when nervous

Is the only Seed family member that understands social medias. However he isn't the social media freak most think he would be. He is so glad Joseph hasn't had the idea of having an official because he knows he'll get into so many comment section fights

#far cry 5 #john seed #jacob seed #joseph seed #headcanons

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icallhimjoey · 2 years

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I swear it's been my 2nd day having flu and fever, during my bed-rest sometimes I think about lil Hazel being sick as well and she keeps sleeping on Joey's chest all night to get some kind of warmth and comfort.. Would you please put it into words for me, sweetie? ILYSM IT HURTS.

ok so this is the Joe that holds most potential to make me actually cry, so KNOW the power you hold with these little baby Hazel requests Wordcount: 1.2K

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Everything’s Right

“Something’s wrong,” you said to Joe, tears thick in your eyes, threateningly close to spilling over and out, rolling down your cheeks.

They were definitely tears from helplessness, sheer frustration and the overstimulation from Hazel’s touches and wails. You were crying, and you couldn’t stop because Hazel was crying and she couldn’t stop.

“Not the both of you,” Joe was quick to kick his shoes off and hurried over to where you were sat on the sofa with Hazel on your lap. His girls, both crying.

She felt hot, Joe could tell. Hotter than usual. Crying for over fifteen minutes would get Hazel all hot and sticky with sweat, but this was different. And she’d been crying for longer you told him, and nothing you could think to do would make it stop.

You knew she was congested. You thought she might have a headache from said congestion, and you also thought she was running a fever by the feel of her. When you tried to lay her down for a nap, which she so desperately needed still but wouldn’t accept anymore, she showcased a nasty cough that must’ve hurt her little throat terribly. Since then, she didn’t want to be put down in her bed, and so you’d just held her the rest of the day.

“Baby, it’s okay,” You said baby, even though you were very aware she was nearing in on two-and-a-half, but she was still your baby. Especially in moments like this when she didn’t know what she wanted or what she needed. One moment she squirmed to be put down, and then the next she was screaming because you weren’t holding her.

Patience. You could hear your own mother’s voice echo in your mind as she always used to say it to herself whenever she’d be driven to the edge by you and your brother when you were younger.

It was awful that Hazel couldn’t tell you what was wrong yet. Not properly anyway. If you asked her if she was in pain, she nodded and told you yes. If you asked her where she was hurting, she just cried more.

Joe wasn’t sure if taking her from you was going to help Hazel at all, but he knew it’d help you, so it was the first thing he did. “Come here,” Hazel accepted being handed off by you without any resistance and new hands wrapping her seemed to instantly calm her down, albeit temporarily. Like she knew you were also trying to find solutions for whatever was wrong with her, and now it wasn’t just you anymore. You had back up.

“It’s just a cold,” Joe said, reaching a hand over and touching your face, wiping your cheek dry with his thumb. You knew that’s what it might have been, but Hazel has had colds before, and it had never been like this.

“She won’t take any medicine,” you sniffed.

Explaining it to Hazel as best you could, with big, important, slow words, and offering rewards after hadn’t worked. Then, you had tried to get the medicine into her system with force and had broken your own heart in the process. It still hadn’t worked.

“Have you tried steaming up the bathroom?” Joe asked, remembering how he had once held Hazel in a hot shower for over two hours when she was much smaller.

You shook your head, and said you didn’t think that would really work still, but Joe was instantly up on his feet with Hazel tucked tightly against his chest. Hazel was the perfect height to tuck underneath your chin which would leave her legs to wrap at the most comfortable spot around your waist.

“Come on little lady,” Joe hoisted her off to the bathroom and you were surprised he wasn’t met with deafening screams from her.

You weren’t sure when exactly Hazel had become a daddy’s girl, but there had to have been a tipping point along the line somewhere. The comfort she sometimes couldn’t find with you, she’d find with Joe. But lately, she had craved a lot more of Joe’s attention than yours. As long as Joe didn’t mind, you didn’t mind, but it could really sting your heart when all you wanted were baby Hazel cuddles and all she wanted was snuggles from Joe. Joe would often rope you into those snuggles and, even though in Joe’s arms, you’d still get you fix.

Just like you were about to now.

“I said, come on little lady,” Joe stood by the door and waved you over with his free hand. Calling you little lady was exactly what Joe shouldn’t have done had he wanted to make you stop crying.

A little while later you were all sat in the bathroom with the door shut and the shower on. You had turned it up as hot as it could go, shooting water directly down the drain behind the curtain, which felt very wasteful, but if it was going to help Hazel, you would leave it on all night if you had to.

Joe was sitting with his back against the door, legs crisscrossed in front of him, with Hazel sat on his lap. Her back was resting against his stomach, and you weren’t sure if it was the steam that slowly filled the room or the white noise the shower gave, but you could see Hazel was starting to slowly doze off.

“It’s working,” you whispered, afraid that anything louder would trigger Hazel, and you saw Joe hug her tighter as he pressed kisses into the top of her head.

You were sitting opposite Joe, hugging your knees as you rested your head on them, and you just watched Hazel’s breathing. Erratic from crying for so long, but definitely slowing down and becoming deeper. And she wasn’t coughing. And her mouth was closed, which meant her airways were free. She looked peaceful for the first time that day.

“What’s wrong?” Joe asked you, his voice barely loud enough to speak over the sound of the shower, and you snapped out of your thoughts to realise you had started crying again.

“Nothing,” you smiled at him. “Everything’s right.”

“C’mere,” Joe very carefully scooted over slightly, making room for you to sit next to him, and when you crawled over, Joe pulled you in tight.

“You know we can do things together, right?” Joe started, and you knew what he was going to say. “I’m but a phone call away,”

“I know,” you used the back of your hand to rub at the underside of your nose.

“So, stop thinking the entire world’s on your shoulders,” Joe nudged you, and you knew he was right, but you couldn’t just change that for yourself. Not in a day, not in a week… that was something that time was going to have to fix.

“I’ve got half of it on here now,” Joe jokingly raised one shoulder after the other and got a wet smile out of you.

“She’s asleep,” you said after peeking at Hazel’s rosy tearstained cheeks that served as a shelf for her long eyelashes as her eyes were closed. You wanted to get up to turn the shower off, but Joe’s arm around your shoulder stayed in place.

“Yea, but you’re awake still,” And like before, Joe was right. You didn’t need to fall asleep, but it would serve you well to let the steam relax you too. Joe’s sweet words made the last tears within you escape your eyes. He was honestly too much sometimes.

“Everything right, still?” Joe checked in after a while, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“Yea. Everything’s right.”

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joesheistyy · 1 year

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aches and pains

Joe had just returned back to practice after being out with an appendectomy. While he tried to stay as fit and healthy as he could, sometimes it was just too difficult for him to manage.

You were at home cleaning up while Joe was back at practice. For the first time in a few weeks, you were left alone with just your thoughts and your music. As you were dancing around the kitchen listening to Hozier, a message came through your AirPods.

From Joey Baby: Can you run me a warm bath please? I’m really hurting rn.

You pulled out your phone deciding to send a cute gif of a dog in a bath return.

Sure babe, coming right up!

Heading toward the stairs, you receive another message. From Joey Baby: Thanks babe, I owe you.

Assuming Joe would be home soon, you began to run his bath. Plugging up the tub when the water was sufficiently warm. Soon after the bath had been filled, you heard the garage door open and close. Knowing Joe was worn out, you walked down the stairs to help him unpack from his practice.

“I made your bath babe,” you said, approaching him for a gentle hug.

“You’re a saint, y/n. I’m gonna go get in right now,” he said as he grabbed a drink from the fridge, heading toward the stairs to go enjoy his warm bath that you so thoughtfully made for him.

You soon followed after Joe, heading toward the bedroom you both shared. You knocked slightly on the bathroom door, asking if you could have access to his relaxing time.

“Come in babe,” he let out from the bathtub. You approached your handsome relaxing boyfriend. His body looked tense and tired from the practice he had just endured.

“Can I do anything to make you more comfortable or help you relax?” you asked, approaching him in the steamy bath.

“Rub my shoulders?” he asked, giving you borderline puppy dog eyes.

“Of course, my love,” you granted his wish, digging the pads of your thumbs into his shoulders, making sure to especially work out his throwing arm. He moaned out of relaxation. Sometimes, you were able to hit just the spot he needed. You kept working at his shoulders, neck, and back until he seemed more relaxed than before.

“Feeling any better?” you questioned as you leaned in to kiss his neck that was oh so warm.

“I am,” he spoke quietly, “do you care to let me sit here alone for a bit longer? I’ve got a lot going on in here,” he said as he poked at his forehead

“Of course babe, take all the time you need,” you kissed the top of his head as you popped his towel in the towel warmer. Leaving the bathroom, you worked to make the bed so Joe could lay down comfortably when he was done in his bath.

About 10 minutes after you had left the bathroom, Joe joined you in your bedroom, laying face down on the neatly made bed.

“What’s wrong, babe? Still sore?” you asked, going at his hamstrings this time. All you got in return was a groan. If a bath didn’t help in the slightest, you knew it would be a hard night for him. Knowing the next steps, you pulled out a bottle of Tylenol from your nightstand. “Here Joey, take this. Hopefully it’ll help a little bit,” you handed him two long white pills. He took a swig of his drink and laid back down.

“How about I give you a proper massage, hm?” you questioned, beginning to dig into his back this time around.

“Oh god, yes please,” he croaked out as his head was buried in his pillow. You knew his poor body was struggling, so of course you had to take care of your sweet Joey.

“Just relax, babe. I’ll take care of you. Even if it means I have to run a million more baths,” you let a small smile cross your face.

“You’re the best, y/n. I just love you so much and I don’t know what I’d do without you,” he admitted, head still buried in the pillow.

“Yeah yeah Burrow, shut it before you get too sappy,” you chuckled out.

Joe let you take control of his aches and pains, eventually getting comfortable enough to take a nice nap.

#joe burrow #joe burrow fic #joe burrow imagine #joe sheisty #joey b #bengals #bengals quarterback #joseph lee burrow

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reanimationstation · 9 months

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guess who's really late to the fusion trend. THIS GUY. in my defense, i really never planned on making one, but this combo popped into my head and i absolutely had to draw it. rambling copy pasted directly from discord under the cut

Connie Lay (Sammy & Constance fusion) (they/them)

i can only imagine that before they got hired they were working at a theatre? They were originally just helping out backstage, but over time started playing the piano for shows. i imagine they usually stuck to the pit or maybe even playing in the wings, but since their sister got sick someone needed to cover her part in a show that required onstage playing. they do (both because they want the show to go on and because they know they're gonna be promoted to musical director soon so if they didn't it'd look bad). something something, joey (or joey equivalent lol) goes to that show and decides he has to have them for the studio, offering them the position of musical director once he hears about their future promotion. Connie never actually wanted a career in music, it was something they enjoyed immensely, sure, but they were saving up to go to college in order to study chemistry. that dream is on hold as they work for jds

i dont have any of the rest of the theoretical cast decided which is a shame because i need to decide who they get to be a pair (do not separate) with (or even a trio lol)

but right so, working at jds goes as smoothly as you'd expect up until ink starts coming into play. they're still wildly annoyed about all the interruptions, as per usual (honestly this fusion is probably even more short fused than the two separately). except this time the ink catches their interest. their sanctuary is more of a mini laboratory, a place to clear their head from the troubles of work and calm down for a little science. or a nap.

the pipe incident still occurs, except this time Connie's actually a little stoked to be able to record the effects the ink is having on them. they get a little carried away, but in their research figure out the iron oxide solution and manage to keep their inkfection at bay for much much longer through it. of course, they're sort of reliant on it now, since it's still hard to ignore the ink's call.

i think whenever they do Succumb to the ink fully they would still be a weird, not quite a lost one, not quite a toon, hybrid, because of all the iron oxide that's leftover in their system. how sammy's prophet thing comes into play is basically just. you ever meet a scientist so obsessed with their research its almost reverent. the ink probably skews with their mind to the point where they see all of this as a good thing, that this research is worth sacrificing their life, their future, over. they could "worship" the ink itself, or maybe bendy is a figurehead for it to them? still thinking that over. or, they could worship the machine... its a toss up between worshipping the ink itself, bendy, or the machine.

#victors art #batim fusion #batim oc #connie lay #do i tag the separate characters......#sure why not #sammy lawrence #constance gray #bendy and the ink machine #the lost ones #batim tlo

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unnerving-presence · 2 years

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Every legion member fluff headcanons

honestly i wish i did better but i don’t write for the legion often :( it’s hard to get their character right and it’s kinda hard to not make them murderous at the same time when ur trying to write fluff 😭 sorry if this isn’t great :( my writing has been off as of recent

☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎

Frank Morrison:

Not very overbearing with affection but also not lacking in that department either. He gives that love when he feels comfortable, and it feels like a special moment when he does.

Totally takes you to some part of the realm that has a bar or any type of food and classifies it as a date. Hey, he didn’t ask for the Entity to make every realm look ominous and disturbing and it’s the best he can do!

If Frank is ever feeling tired it’s sort of a requirement that you must sleep on his chest when he takes a nap. Ormond is very cold and so is he! No he does not need a blanket, you are enough :)

Frank is quite loving when you both are alone. He’s not too big of a fan of PDA and at most will do subtle hand touching/have an arm around your shoulder or some variation of it. When you both are out of any prying eyes Frank is a huge fan of affection. He gladly welcomes any hugs, kisses, and cuddles if you ever need them. His attitude won’t show it of course, but his actions always tend to speak louder than his words do.

Julie Kostenko:

She doesn’t often show love through touch, but rather through her words. She tells you she’ll do anything for you. That she’d kill for you. It sounds scary to hear at first, but to her it’s something a loving partner would do. When your other ‘friends’ don’t want to help you during trials, she will. By disposing of them

Starting some mayhem is a great date in her opinion. If that’s not your thing? That’s okay, she’s fine with holding you in her arms as she tells you about her latest trial. As persistent as she seems about things, she’s respectful of how you feel. She also wouldn’t mind being held either. Sometimes she needs a bit of loving too. Will she say so? Probably not.

Loves to just sit and talk with you about anything though anything horror or crime related is something she’d be glad to talk about as well. Nothing is better than having an arm around your shoulder as Julie laughs with you about how stupid some horror movies can be with stereotypes and dumb characters that die too quickly.

While Julie doesn’t usually give tons of affection, she’s not scared of giving you love in front of people. They need to know. If they want to take you from her? They won’t. Yeah, she often gets jealous of you being with the other survivors, how can you tell? Well.. probably by the way she insists on being overly affectionate right when you get to Ormond. Lots of love after a trial = Probably jealous Julie

Joey:

Huge hug lover ?? He gives very nice and warm hugs and he feels like he’s making you safe whenever his arms are around yours.

Joey is more of a casual dude but shows no shame in being romantic. If he wants to give you a kiss, he’s not going to be shy about it. Though he won’t make it incredibly obvious either. Joey just doesn’t care what other people think. If they have a problem with him giving you some well deserved love then they can talk to him about it and see what happens.

Joey loves to dress you up. More specifically dress you up as a Legion member. Not saying you have to, but hypothetically speaking he thinks you’d look pretty good as apart of The Legion in this outfit and mask he’s given you. Yeah it looks similar to his. It’s totally just a coincidence. Not like he’s been making numerous outfits for you just incase you’d want to join or anything..

Contrary to popular belief, I feel like Joey is one of the nicest Legion members. Having him as your s/o just makes him nicer (and more affectionate) if anything. Being with him never feels nerve wracking or stressful. He never expects anything out of you and he’s mostly fully supporting of anything you do. Just because he’s a sadistic killer doesn’t mean he’s going to treat you like one of his victims. He’s very sweet :)

Susie Lavoie:

More on the shy side of being affectionate but she will eventually grow into it. She just needs lots of reassurance from you :) It goes a long way with her.

Constantly makes you gifts that she often never received when she was younger. Whether it be something small like a custom pocket knife or a bracelet with both of your names on it with a little heart in between, she likes to make sure you’re appreciated and loved. Sometimes Susie doesn’t feel comfortable fully expressing herself through affection, so she’ll express herself through her gifts that she makes you.

Kisses you in a day more times than you can count. Whether it’s a shower of kisses or even just one singular kiss, Susie always tends to give a lot. She is quite touchstarved and covering your face and body in kisses is one of the ways she lets up all that pent up energy out. She may even say sorry for doing so much. She just loves you so much ! You make her so outgoing it’s crazy.

Please be patient with Susie when she has difficulties giving affection! She’s quite anxious about giving affection and tends to overthink it which then leads to her ultimately being uncomfortable with it. It’s very difficult for her and she can never quite fully understand her emotions when she feels this way. If you’re big on affection, don’t pressure her to give affection or to take it. The more welcoming you are of how she feels, the more comfortable she will get when she realizes that you are more than okay with her giving you affection. It’s very nice to see when she’s finally warmed up to it :)

#dbd x reader #dead by daylight x reader #frank morrison x reader #dbd joey x reader #susie lavoie x reader #julie kostenko x reader

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