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Botany: Angel Reyes x Reader

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Angel always washes his sheets when he knows you’re coming over, there’s something about being surrounded by the scent of fresh laundry and you that completely ruins him. He finds he sleeps better in clean linen, and it becomes a weekly thing instead of fortnightly, even when the two of you haven’t made plans.

He drinks less these days, his fridge actually full of food instead of orange juice and beer because he likes to make you breakfast in the aftermath, sometimes you like to cook when you come over. He enjoys having you around, he looks forward to the nights where you’re his and only his.

There’s a domesticity to the relationship, one that he’s never allowed himself to have before. The women he’s been with since Luisa are fast and fleeting, a place to drown himself when the world becomes too much to bear, and he needs to lose himself.

It’s when he comes home to you, wrist deep in dirt, pulling weeds from the flower beds that line the front of his house that he realises how serious shit has got between the two of you.

“Sorry.” You tell him, using the back of your hand to brush a strand of your hair away from your face. “It’s been bothering me for a while.”

“Yea, no it’s fine.” He tells you, kneeling down and taking up residence next to you. He looks at you wearing one of his shirts thrown over a strap top and those Levi’s that fit you just right. You’re completely in your element, your face streaked with soil, hair tied back as you work. His lover, the kush farmer, the gardener, the botanist.

“We need to prep the soil.” You tell him, letting the gritty, dry earth slip through your fingers. “All of this is devoid of nutrients, I’ll get some compost from the farm, maybe some manure from the horses up by Riz’s place, dig it out and liven it up a bit. Is that ok with you?”

“What will you grow?” His voice rough as he speaks because he’s never had someone so invested. He thinks it means that you’re here to stay because you know, he sure as shit has no fucking idea how to keep something other than himself alive.

“I was thinking we could choose something together.” You say, nudging your shoulder with his. “Play into your vibe, probably some succulents and cacti. I don’t think you’re a lilacs kinda guy, although they are a great pollinator, you’d probably end up with some butterflies and bees. They’re pretty good at smothering weeds too and the smell when summer hits…” You trail off, your cheeks colouring as you tilt your head to meet his gaze. “Sorry I’m getting ahead of myself. Your garden, your rules.”

Fuck you’re captivating to watch. He doesn’t know anything about this horticulture shit but for you it’s a passion, you light up when you talk about it, you’re in your element with your fingers in the earth. He doesn’t know what the hell he did to deserve you.

“I love you.” He blurts out suddenly and he expects you to be taken aback, to reel away from the force of the words that leave his mouth.

“I know,” You tell him, a smile gracing your features as you take in his surprised expression. “You think I don’t see it?”

He’s got nothing to say to that, he really hasn’t. He knows he’s not the most forthcoming of men, he plays his cards close to his chest when it comes to his feelings because he’s been burned before. However, he is impulsive, emotion driven, he feels deeply. He’s not surprised that it bleeds into his physical actions.

“The shit you do for me, it means the world. Making sure I eat in the morning, when you know I’m about to spend a day in the fields, giving me a ride home when I’m too tired to function, running a bath when you know I’m sore. I’ve never been with someone so attuned to me. So, yea, I love you too, and this…” you point at the flowerbed. “is my way of showing it. I’m just really shit at expressing myself, hence why I’m letting you pick the plants instead of just throwing myself into it.”

He laughs because what you don’t realise is that all of these things you’ve listed reflect the shit you do for him. The nights you hold him close in the darkness after he’s had a nightmare, hands soothing over his back as you whisper in his ear, the fact you know he always needs physical reassurance when the two of you are together. You never judge him for it, you never make him feel needy or clingy.

“C’mere.” He mutters, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and drawing you close. You smell like fresh earth, musky and rich, he buries his face in your hair, the contours of your body fitting perfectly against him. “I love you and you can plant whatever the fuck you want.”

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alrightbuckaroo · 4 months

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Thanks for the tags @jesuisici33, @strandnreyes, and @reyesstrand!

Rules: Share what you wrote this year! It can be works you posted to Ao3, Wattpad, Tumblr, or anywhere else! You can share everything you wrote or just the ones you're most excited about.

Bear with me, this is a long one, most are listed under the cut

January

wedding bell blues

“I mean, how do we even bring it up?” Marjan asks, eyebrows furrowed. “Hey, sorry your engagement fell apart, by the way we brought Catan.” She shrugs. “Seems a little less than empathetic.”

leave all your worries on the dance floor

“Oh my god,” TK’s eyes widen. “Do I have two left feet?”

Carlos smiles sympathetically, “Baby, I thought you knew.”

you go your way I'll go your way too

“You sure you don’t want anything else to eat?” TK looks down at the bottle of water in Carlos’ hand. Carlos is sitting across from him, they’re in the sleeping quarters away of the firehouse away from everyone. Carlos hasn’t stopped thinking about it; he’s barely thinking about anything else right now. It’s at the forefront of his mind, begging to be let out. “Yeah, I’m fine, I already ate.” He doesn’t realize his slip up until he sees TK set his bag of chips down. “So you weren’t here for lunch.” TK’s using the voice he uses when he’s not mad, just confused.

February

we’re a match, in every way that matters

Carlos and TK are made for each other; they always kind of have been. Even if they didn't realize it at first.

when you wake up in the morning and think you have nothing; remember this.

TK wakes up and Carlos isn't there; he doesn't know how he's lived like this before.

here comes a feeling you thought you'd forgotten

Carlos had spent years suppressing the feeling he never had a name for. Then he met TK Strand.

your love is sweet like sugar

TK wakes up to Carlos making breakfast. It's his first time waking up in Carlos' apartment, but he hopes it's not the last.

what is a promise if not your hand in mine?

TK might not wake up, and Carlos can’t even hold his hand. TK might not wake up, and all Carlos wants to do is hold his hand.

a shoulder to sigh on

Carlos has always carried it well; but that doesn't mean he has to carry it alone.

March

the music stopped but we went on dancing

Carlos has waited and waited for a day like today; but of course, something had to go oh so wrong.

you can count on me; i'll be there

Carlos is dealing with the stress of trying to become detective; TK becomes his biggest cheerleader any way that he can.

will you bee mine?

Carlos is teaching his third grade class when he gets stung by a bee; now it seems he has no choice but to finally visit the new school nurse, TK Strand.

some like it hot

TK is determined to win the fifth annual chili cook-off; the only person standing in his way is his long-time culinary rival, Carlos Reyes.

you drive me wild

TK has to ask Carlos if he can borrow the thing most precious to him. His car.

our love’s a protective poison

Gwyneth Morgan loves her son; that is an uncontested fact. Tyler Kennedy Stand is his father’s son; that is also, an uncontested fact. Gwyn loves her son, even though he has a tendency to act just like his father. Gwyn loves her son, even when he has a tendency to act just like his father.

i love you; i want us both to eat well

“How do you tell someone you love that they’re not good at something?” Carlos asks Nancy and Mateo. “I don’t know,” Mateo shrugs. “Nancy’s good at everything.” “Aw,” Nancy croons. “Babe, you’re so good at telling the truth.”

April

you've made so very happy

TK stabs his fork into a leafy green. “That was my friend, Cash. We’re having our high school reunion next month and one of the planning committee members dropped out last minute. He asked if I could fill in.” “You’re going to your high school reunion?” Marjan asks, wiping her fingers on her napkin. “You have a friend named Cash?” Paul is quick to follow up, both clearly focused on different things.

home is wherever i'm with you

Carlos says, “I love you” in so many different ways, and TK loves each and every one of them.

when life gives the lemons

Carlos starts, "So, I was in the neighborhood." TK’s eyebrows furrow, confused by what his husband is doing. “Carlos we’re married, we live together, this is our neighborhood. Why wouldn't you be here?” “Just go with it, babe.” Carlos says through a tired smile or TK is helping Jonah sell lemonade during a hot summer day. They're not having any luck with customers until Carlos decides to walk by.

this side of paradise

“It’s just, it’s our honeymoon.” Carlos explains. “Oh,” He can hear Grace perk up on the other end. “Where did you two decide to go? Cancun, Bali, Tuscany?” Grace draws out the y of Tuscany, hoping that’ll be the answer. “That’s the thing,” Carlos admits, “We haven’t.” “Oh.” He can hear Grace slightly deflate on the other end.

all my blood for the sweetness of his laugh

TK laughs and it sounds genuine and true. Carlos can’t help but smile, he feels like the sun has cracked open inside him. He feels a warmth inside himself that’s hot to the touch.

hooked on you

“Nancy,” Nancy looks up at the call of her name. TK is standing in front of her, both hands on his hips. Nancy releases a thin sigh. “Oh no.” Nancy knows what that pose means. TK’s upset. After finishing off the last sip of her coffee, Nancy asks. “What’s wrong?” “I’m upset.” TK announces as he takes space in the empty seat next to her.

May

i'd wait a million years for you

If you had told TK Strand that he would be marrying the love of his life in a place like Austin, Texas, he would have looked at you like you’d grown a second head. If you had told him that he would propose in the middle of the night, bed head and all, he would laugh and ask you, “Who do you think I am?”

June

anger has told me her real name is grief

Carlos is letting his grief manifest into anger; no matter how much he doesn't want it to.

a little taste of love

TK Strand, a florist working for the renowned flower shop, Bloom With a View, can't take his eyes off of Carlos Reyes, a baker working at Cake My Day, the bakery across the street.

July

as cute as a button

Andrea is taking TK down memory lane and they come across a koala named Kique, who happens to be missing one button eye.

we're a batch made in heaven

Carlos misses TK; so he does what he always does. Makes cookies.

August

all's fair in love and lizards

Love comes in many shapes and forms; and sometimes, that form is a stuffed novelty toy at a carnival game

summer slipped us underneath her tongue

TK Strand is a freshly heartbroken art history student who's been given the opportunity of a lifetime; studying art in the heart of it all, Paris, France. However, he thinks it's a cruel taunt from the universe. He's studying what he loves so much in the city of love but is stuck thinking there's no one out there who loves him. Carlos Reyes is a career driven culinary student studying at Le Cordon Bleu. He has hard time maintaining relationships, an even harder time of detaching himself from his work and and has an awful habit of doubting everything about himself. After a night out that they end up sharing with each other; they agree to keep any and all things casual. Well, like most things, that's easier said than done.

November

29 Going on 30

During a trip to New York City to celebrate TK turning 30, TK and Carlos stumble upon a list of things TK always wanted to do before he turned 30, all of them being references to romantic comedies he loved so much growing up. While TK is fine with leaving the past in the past, Carlos thinks there's no better time than the present. He thinks that TK deserves to feel the same type of love he loved watching on the silver screen, so he devotes the rest of their trip to just that. Told through a tale filled with everlasting love, a never-ending trek across New York City and the occasional painful reminder of the past, Carlos learns a little more about the city TK once called home and TK learns a little more about himself.

December

it was love at first sight

Carlos thinks love at first sight is nonsensical. Then he locks eyes with TK Strand.

the moment my heart fell

Carlos has never been more in love and it scares him. Each and every day, Carlos finds himself falling that much harder and he’s worried that one day he’ll reach the ground and never know how to get up again.

my world deeply stained by the color of you

Everything's vibrant, sparkling as if it's the debut of a color TK's never seen before. Pale grey doesn't cast over everything the way it used to and TK's afraid to close his eyes at the risk of never seeing the world's colors this way ever again.

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Chapter 2: A Sweet Connection

Series: “The Heart Wants What It Wants” Word count: 1,5k+ Pairing: Angel Reyes x Female! Baker! Reader Warnings: none A/n: Here we go! Another chapter filled with pure fluff and yummy things. Let me know your thoughts and please reblog.

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Angel never knew he had a sweet tooth—not until he met you. But once he did, it was as if something awakened within him, and suddenly, he was like a bee seeking honey—being pulled in by the smells coming from the tiny bakery on the corner of the street. And when he first tried your treats, he was hooked. Now, he can’t get enough of your pastries, cookies, and cakes. Every time he sees you, his eyes light up, and he can’t wait to sink his teeth into another one of your delicious creations.

He pulls up on his motorcycle in front of your bakery, and the sound of the engine makes your heart flutter wildly in your chest. He’s become a regular client since his first visit, often coming over to buy freshly out-of-the-oven pastries or to indulge in a morning cup of coffee.

The sound of bells fills the air as Angel enters the building. They tinkle sweetly, filling the room with a graceful melody. Their gentle yet joyful sound makes his brain tingle with anticipation for what awaits him inside—you and your kind, shy smile. The scent of freshly baked bread, along with the subtle sweetness of pastries hanging in the air, adds to his good mood. It promises to be a delightful encounter for Angel as he heads toward the counter to face you.

“Hey there, Sugar,” he greets you with a charming grin, his face illuminated by the warm lights hanging from the ceiling.

You tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear as you greet him back, beaming. His gaze is instantly drawn to the graceful movement, to your smile—the one he loved so much—and the captivating twinkle in your eyes. The fact that his mere presence brings that happiness out of you makes him almost proud.

“Take your pick,” you encourage him, pointing to the display you’ve just finished stocking. Your voice carries a soft and sweet note, making Angel feel at peace. “I made Bolillos.”

“Yeah? You gonna get me some of that and two coffees of your choice?” he asks, taking a deep breath. The delicious aromas wafting in the air make his mouth water as he imagines the delectable treats he’ll get to try today. His stomach rumbles in anticipation.

Your eyebrow quirks up playfully. “Sure thing. Do you want your usual to that?”

Angel almost moans at the mention of his favorite pastry—a croissant with hazelnut filling—something he didn’t expect to like at all the first time he tried it. “You know how much I love sweet things.” The wink following his words almost makes you tumble to the ground, clutching your wildly beating heart.

You turn around quickly, trying to hide the love-struck expression crawling up your face as you walk toward the adjacent kitchen. Before you disappear into the other room, you swallow hard and ask, “To go?”

“Only the bolillos.” He scratches the back of his neck, awkwardly, before he speaks up again, “I was hoping you could keep me some company. I’m willing to share the croissant, and I’m already getting you a coffee.”

You turn back toward him so fast, your braided hair whips around and smacks you in the face. Angel snorts quietly as you look at him with wide eyes, embarrassed. You didn’t expect him to ask you that at all.

“Y-yeah, I’d love that!”

When you come back from the kitchen with two Dalgona coffees, Angel has already situated himself at one of the closest tables, reclining in the wooden chair. You skirt around the counter and walk up to him carefully, so you don’t spill the beverages. You put the two glasses on the table, startling him slightly. You didn’t even notice he was almost snoozing in his chair.

“Hope this wakes you up,” you say, chuckling. It’s the most beautiful sound Angel has ever heard in his life—he could listen to you laugh for hours.

You disappear again for a short moment, then come back with his croissant placed neatly on a porcelain plate and his order wrapped up in a paper bag. He nods in thanks as you sit opposite of him and sip on the beverage; he quickly follows in your footsteps.

The instant Angel takes a sip of the coffee, his eyes light up as he experiences the sweet and rich taste of the drink. He looks up at you, his curiosity is evident as he asks you, “What’s this?”

“Dalgona coffee,” you say, a smile on your face at his delight in the drink. “It’s popular in Korea, and it’s made with cooked caramelized sugar.” He takes another gulp, humming in appreciation. “It’s a perfect pick-me-up, especially with the instant coffee mixed in.”

“Exactly what I needed,” he admits, a hint of admiration in his eyes. He takes a bite from the hazelnut-filled croissant. It’s crisp on the outside with a soft and chewy interior, full of the creamy and nutty flavor of the filling. He grins at you again, offering you a piece. “It’s delicious,” he says, “have some.”

“I made it, I know how it tastes.” You giggle, taking the piece offered to you, and take a bite. Your eyes light up as the flavors fill your taste buds, delighting your senses, your love for the hazelnut croissants reignited in an instant. “Holy shit, I forgot how good it is!”

“I have great taste,” Angel says smugly, nodding in agreement, his mouth full of the pastry, sharing in your satisfaction.

The two of you are filled with the comfort of the moment, your connection evident in the shared glances and laughter. For a moment, Angel considers asking you about yourself but decides to wait until after he’s finished enjoying his breakfast. Right now, he’s soaking in the peacefulness of the moment, content with a good croissant and even better company.

As the two of you finish off the shared treat, Angel considers how he wants to continue the conversation. He looks at you, admiring the warmth of your smile and your kind demeanor. You have an infectious energy about you, one that makes it effortless to feel comfortable and at ease.

“So,” he starts, directing the conversation to you, “how long have you been a baker here?”

Your face lights up at the question, a teeth-showing smile playing over your lips as you consider your reply. “I’m actually the owner,” your tone is warm and inviting, a glimmer of pride in your words. “I’ve been baking for the past few years and loving every minute of it.”

Angel whistles under his breath—it’s definitely something you should be proud of. What you’ve done with the place is admirable. He remembers passing by this building so many times before, it was completely in shambles, but you turned it into something beautiful and homey.

“You’ve got some experience then.” He chuckles, sharing your enthusiasm for the profession. “You’re doing a fantastic job,” Angel says, “Loved everything I’ve tasted so far.”

You chuckle and shake your head. “Oh, you flatter me,” you say, your tone humble and grateful. “But I do love what I do, and I try my best to put love into everything that leaves my kitchen. That’s how I know you’ll keep coming back.”

He takes you in with shimmering eyes, and a wide grin spreads through his face. He doesn’t remember when was the last time he had a conversation with someone so passionate about what they do—it’s refreshing. For a moment, he wishes he could be as content with what he does as you are.

“And I plan to, that’s for sure.”

The two of you converse for a little bit longer and just when you’re finishing your coffees, the bells hanging over the glass door start tinkling softly. Another customer walks in—an elderly lady with hair almost white as snow—she searches the room for you with her gaze. You look at her and raise your hand in a wave, then face him again with an apologetic smile.

“I have to go back to work,” you say, reaching over the table to squeeze his hand. Angel can’t help but savor the short moment of affection, marveling at the softness of your skin.

“Don’t worry, dulce. Go do your job,” he ushers you with a smile. You retract your hand, and he already longs for you to touch him again.

You stand up from the chair, telling the customer you’ll be right with her, then you turn toward Angel again, whispering, “It’s on the house.”

Before the man can protest, you’re strolling away, squeezing the old woman’s shoulder when you pass by her. You step behind the counter, occupying your usual place, and greet her politely.

Angel can’t help but wonder if you even remember his name, or if he’s just another regular customer in your busy bakery. But whether you remember or not, he’s already found himself enamored by your kindness, grace, and beauty—you stole his heart the moment his eyes landed on you for the first time. He gets up to leave, shaking his head to will the thoughts stirring in his head away.

“See you soon,” he whispers to himself more than anyone else. His gaze lingers on your person before he turns around and walks out of the building.

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MEET THE FAMILY!

Mackenzie “Mac” Reyes

17 yrs old

Italian-American

The Bronx, New York

“The ex-champion of Branch A in the WVBA, and the youngest champion to date of the boxing league, came back from retirement after the events of Punch-Out!! 2009 and is now living a double life as a boxer and an engineering student. In the ring, Mac is a force to be reckoned with: he uses his small stature to his advantage with an evasive style of boxing and a high amount of stamina, countering all that comes his way. And of course, he still knows how to use the Star Punch learnt from his coach. He comes across as fierce and stoic, not allowing anyone to get under his skin and putting everything he has into a match. However, outside of the boxing gig, Mac is a kind of rowdy yet sweet boy. Though he might still be trying to appear tough, he’s undoubtedly quite the dork. Unfortunately, Mac does have a problem with his temperament: he’s easily wound up, and is more prone to getting annoyed or irritated than most. Though, he tries to keep his temper in check. He is best friends/has a brotherly relationship with Birdie and has a father-son relationship with Doc. Go ahead and ask the boy wonder himself all your burning questions!”

Pietro “Birdie” Rodriguez

19 yrs old

Italian-Hispanic

Staten Island, New York

“The current champion of Branch B’s Special Circuit. He earned the nickname ‘Birdie’ thanks to his bright blonde hair. The only son of the legendary Peter Perfect, one of Branch B’s past champions, he took the challenge of conquering Branch B to honor his father after his passing. After becoming the champion, he decided to shed the name Peter Punch and took on the role of Canary Carnage, his current boxing persona which he feels a more lively connection to. Birdie is a laid-back guy who goes with the flow of life, not easily bothered or angered. And though he is impulsive and fairly dim-witted, he has a good heart and always wants to do what’s right for himself and the people around him. Him and Mac are practically attached at the hip and love spending whatever time they can together, both being the only individuals that can really bring out a playful side of each other. If ya got questions for him, go ahead and ask!”

Oswald “Sandman” Evans

31 yrs old

Philidelphian

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

“Having regained his World Circuit title after losing it to Mac, and a short break from boxing, he’s back in the game and better than ever. Sandman is straightforward and honest, never afraid to speak his mind on whatever needs speaking on. He’s also rather stern and puts his foot down when he feels it necessary, but otherwise is rational and kind of witty at times. And though he can be downright terrifying in the ring with a fairly villainous persona, it’s really just for the crowd. He’s the eldest brotherly figure to both Mac and Birdie, keeping them in check whenever he’s around, which isn’t often thanks to his champion status. Unfortunately, Sandman does have the habit of not being too humble. Seemingly being a natural prodigy at most activities he does, he may be a bit of a sore loser when faced with loss. But, don’t worry, he’s not unreasonable. It should also be noted that Sandman does suffer from an incurable respiratory disease known as Dreamdust Syndrome that he’s consistently medicated for. Worry not, it’s not fatal, but it is liable to act up at any time. If you ever wanted to ask Sandman anything about his boxing or personal life, now’s your chance.”

Jerome “Doc” Louis

58 yrs old

African-American

???

“The coach and fatherly figure of the boys, and close friend of Mr. Sandman. Doc is an old-fashioned fellow, still having a lot of boxing paraphernalia from back in his hay day. He’s a nurturing and witty older man, quite street smart and brimming with advice just waiting to be shared. Though Doc is a fairly busy bee when it comes to working for the WVBA, he tries to make time for his boys to spend time with them and check on how they’re doing. Though a kind fatherly figure, he makes sure to keep them in line and get stern when he needs to, but he doesn’t do too well with scolding. Doc does also have a couple of health problems that come with time, namely low blood sugar, which is precisely why Doc always has so many chocolate bars on him. If ya got anythin’ for this ol’ Doc, go ahead and ask away!”

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- No NSFW whatsoever. C’mon y’all, let’s keep it clean.

- Certain asks may take time depending on what they are so please be patient! Thanks!

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DreamWorks Trolls

Branch: Troll Of The Wildglade

Chapter 12: He Lives In You

In Trolls Brotherhood AU, the brothers have to fight to sending all the trolls free from slavery. Dante Reyes dislike music around the village and stealing his fortune from him, Ivy and Rosiepuff believe that Clay is alive and he has new allies, Dante Reyes and his hunters trying to stop the people's protest of the trolls' freedom, while it's spread all the chaos it's have caused in the village.

Dante Reyes and his hunters screaming from the animals attack the village during the chaos, but they cleaned up all the mess and the disaster from being destroyed everything.

Elena Wallace: Reyes, stop all the madness! We're free all the trolls from slavery. Let's the trolls go now!

Dante Reyes: No! Never! We are so close!

John Dory: Hey, Reyes! Watch for bees!

He looked at the bees stared at them, the bees chasing him, his hunters, and the rest of aristocrats as they screaming into the stadium and the hunters were stung by them. Meanwhile Alder prayed to God for teaching Dante Reyes and his hunters a lesson for hunting trolls. Brandy laying down on the bed, as she groaned in pain. Alder looked at her, he writes down a letter to him. She struggled in her sleep. Ivy felt a breeze. Opening her eyes, she gasped when she finds herself in flower meadow. There were flowers of all types and colors, like a rainbow. She walked forward and caught a glimpse of some blue roses. She recalled these flowers when she gave to her husband as their anniversary gifts and when she had them in a bouquet for their wedding. She turned to her right and saw her husband.

Ivy: Branch, John, Spruce, Clay, Floyd, You've returned! (She gasped as the stranger smiled lovingly at her)

Spirit Thorn: Ivy? Is that you?

Ivy: Thorn? It's good to see you again after 20 years. (She ran toward him, she gave him a hug, sobbing, he gasped, he smiled at her, he hugged her tightly, not wanting to let her go.)

Spirit Thorn: You're here! You're actually here! (Breakers a hug, he whipped her tears off her face, his lips against hers in a soft kiss, something he had been yearning to do for years. He pulled back shortly after, his lips still tingling from their kiss. Her eyes darted all over his face, his body, taking in every detail about his. Alder entered and he is worried about Ivy's daughter in law is in labor, he gasped and saw Thorn as a spirit.

Alder: Ivy, I heard about Clay is out there, and...Thorn?

He smiled at them, his hands on her chest, his green eyes looking up at her with the same love she had known.

Ivy: (whispered) I've missed you, Thorn.

Spirit Thorn: I have missed you too, my love.

Alder: How...

Spirit Thorn: My sons and their new friends fight against the Talons Bounty Troll Hunters by sending the trolls free from slavery. That's will Dante Reyes, his hunters and the aristocrats a lesson for hunting them for their harm. Since I died from my injuries, I know, Alder, my love. I'm sorry for leaving the responsibility of raising John, Spruce, Floyd and Branch, you raised them alone but I am a spirit, I see Clay, I lives in them and it's was my final battle against Hernan Reyes and his hunters, and the fire cause explosion in the forest, I died from my injuries, they grown up as the warriors, the Maximals warriors guided Clay, they, Clay, Viva and their friends saved them from Reyes and his hunters. I watched over you, John, Spruce, Floyd, Branch and everyone else the whole time. I see Clay's alive and Rosiepuff helped along as well. You have done a good job raising our sons.

Ivy: I'm know, Thorn, Branch has grown up fine, John, Floyd, they are helping him to fight against the Talons Bounty Troll Hunters, Spruce has a wife named Brandy and has 11 children, she is in labor and she giving birth to your grandchild, Clay is alive and he is out there.

Alder: We have to find them, (Thorn praying for them, he is in their hearts, he smiled at him.) Thorn? You're lives in us all, I'm missed you after 20 years. Your son were taken from us, Clay is alive and he and his friends Viva and the rest of humans save them. The Maximals are the ancient warriors.

Spirit Thorn: Branch, John, Spruce, Clay, Floyd fight against him and his hunters with their humans allies. They are adults. They can take of themselves. I visited them just as I am doing with you too now. They're healthy and they're friends, Branch will make Poppy smile and as the symbol of true love, it's time for me to return now. They will always return home, they loves his home and they loves me. They're fighting to defeat him and his hunters and send all the trolls free from slavery. Remember, Ivy, you are never alone no matter what. God want to help us all to be freedom from threat and slavery.

Spirit Thorn: I love you. Brandy and my grandchildren to say hi to me. (He managed to say and a smile appeared on her lips.)

Ivy: I love you, too, and you promise me, you're always be here, watching us all from above. (One of his hands came where her heart was and her smile grew when she felt it beating beneath her palm.) I love you. (Tears filling her eyes.)

Spirit Thorn: (whispered) I love you (brushing her lips against him in one last kiss, a single tear rolling down her cheek at the thought of letting her go. She pulled back and looked down at him, both their eyes regretful. It wasn't easy to watch him leave once again and their hearts ached with the thought of having him by her side again, he got on Phoenix and as they walked, she closed her eyes and silent tears rolled down her cheeks.

Ivy awoke with a start and sat up abruptly, panting, her heart pounding fast and loud into her ears. She took a deep breath, they ran to help them to send the trolls free from slavery.

Ivy: Boys, if you're okay, know that we're waiting for you four expert Clay and I'm know that each and every one of us loves you all. Please come home safely.

Meanwhile back to the village, Dante, William, Arthur, Victoria and Ignacio checking on the slave trolls, they set up for the arena, David and the soldiers put their armors on in the changing room. The brothers and their allies walked to the arena. Dante looked at them, they're angry stare at him.

Alpha Sapphire Soldiers #1: Let the trolls go now, or die!

Dante Reyes: No, not this time!

Spruce: Watch for lions! (The lions and lionesses came to the tournament, he and his hunters screaming in horror and they closed the doors, the lions and the lionesses digging the whole grounds, the slave trolls looked up at them as they heard he and the hunters screaming and they laughing at them, David got out of the room, he saw a man running away from the lions and the lionesses, a lioness chasing him as he screamed and the brothers laughed at them.)

Branch: (smirk) I feel like painting...you two. (They flipped the paint on them splattering blue and red paint all over the soldiers, the brothers laughed at them from up to the top.)

Dante Reyes: (looking up at the top and he got angry stare at them) This means war!

Victoria Kord: I agree with you!

Poppy ran into the church, she gasped and she found Dr. Ferrier dead in the church, William laughed evilly with his knife, he wearing Spring Bonnie suit with armors on in, Cady walked and called her father, they arrived at church, he grabbed her and put her in a cage, he took off his mask, he ran into to the church's hallways. Cady saw her father found dead, she gasped and sobbing as she mourning her father. Abacus saw Father Julius walked in the room. Damian and Janis comfort her, and the brothers saw Dante and his hunters, they ran into the room, Hank and his gangs used the butterfly nets and they caught them, Branch crawling and jumped onto table, he used his bow and arrow, by shot Hank's right feet.

Hank: YEOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW!

Max: (they looked at him, he ran out of the room. He growled at them as Carl screaming out of the room, Shaw grabbed him, Elena and Noah tackled him on the floor, they use handcuffs and arrested him and take him to the police.) What is that thing?

Hank: How's could you little monster?

William Afton: (looked at him and see Branch is on the table. Father Julius gasped, while he growled at him) How's did you get here? I don't want you scared people, all the creatures cause chaos to village.

Branch: Let's the trolls go now!

William Afton: I don't want all the trolls free from slavery, I will crush you! (He put his mask on, he

Branch ran into cage, he saw Poppy, they saw Victoria, David and the hunters walked to the church, she looked angry at them. Branch looked at the hunters, Dante grabbed him and he opened the cages, put him in the cage and closed it, he walked out of the room. He saw Poppy sobbing, and she heard his father's voice.

Spirit Thorn: Branch, it's time for your destiny.

Branch: Yes, I will!

Poppy: I felt bad for you and the rest of the clan. Don't you get it! I am sorry for everything!

Branch: Poppy, let's me explain, we'll end the slavery right now!

Poppy: Yes! I heard you about this, I love Branch! I ever met you! (Viva and the brothers, and the rest of the villagers gasped at them)

Branch: (smiled lovingly at her) I love you too, Poppy.

They shared their first kisses, her gray self changed back to flamgo pink skin, dark pink hair and her eyes is opened.

Spirit Thorn: Branch, John, Spruce, Clay, Floyd, you five will fight against the Talons Bounty Troll Hunters, it's time Branch. (He proudly magnificently and decided to step down and his leadership to Branch.) My son, you are now the new leader of Glade Clan after our family ancestors passed down to every generations.

Branch and Poppy escape from the cage, and free his brothers and Viva from the cage, they got out from the church, Father Julius looked down, John punched him in the face and he passed out on the floor. Branch rallying all the trolls and the people of the village are ready to fight against the Talons Bounty Troll Hunters.

Branch: For the whole colonies!

The Wildglade Clans: For the whole colonies!

The villagers: For the whole colonies!

Alpha Sapphire soldiers: For the whole colonies!

The elements are powerful, Earth, Fire, Air, Water, Ice, Lightning, Technology, Music, Light Magic, Lava, Metal and the other elements came all together to fight against the Talons Bounty Troll Hunters and defending the whole colonies and the world. The hunters gasped, Dante got angry at the villagers.

Dante Reyes: What! HOW!

William Afton: I hope enough for all the creatures!

Victoria Kord: We don't let them to win!

The trolls are all free and prepared for the battle against them, the hunters gasped and they scream from them.

Viva: All, Trolls! For freedom! (All the trolls battles cry)

The elemental warriors arrived in the village, Noah and the other soldiers are fighting against the Talons Bounty Troll Hunters. The final battle began with their battle cry.

Spirit Thorn: Branch, John, Spruce, Clay, Floyd, to fight for freedom and return home.

John Dory: Daddy?

Spruce: Pop!

Clay: Dad!

Floyd! Dad!

Branch: Father!

Dante Reyes: What's going on over there?

William Afton: What the hell is he!

The hunters looked at the warriors used their elemental powers against them, they groaning in pain, Cheetor, and the Maximals destroyed the Talons headquarters.

Dante Reyes: Stop destroying my fortune!

Victoria Kord: I can't believe! This is happening!

Spirit Thorn blowing the hunters around the village, he smiled at them, David used him spear, Floyd used his sword and combined with the elemental powers against him and knocked him down. Spruce throw his ax at Afton's armors, Cady used her knife and his chest, he groaning in his defeat, they arrested the hunters, Dante looks at Edgin and his soldiers fired with bows and arrows at him and his hunters. John threw bombs at Arthur and his partners as they scream and cover their eyes. The village policemen arrested them for their crimes.

John Dory: God want to send all the trolls free!

Spruce: They're no longer slave trolls no more!

Clay: We're not give up on the fight against the Talons Bounty Troll Hunters!

Floyd: Rebellion Alliance Never Quit!

Branch: Yes, We will fight Reyes and his hunters for ruling the whole village, home and the colonies of his tyranny.

Spirit Thorn: John, you are the first oldest son of Thorn, Captain of the Glade Clan, Spruce, you are the second older son, the blacksmith of Glade Clan, Clay, you are the third and middle son of Thorn, you are a brave, kind and friendly to the humans kind, and a learner, Floyd, you are the fourth son of Thorn and a swordsmen of the Glade Clan and with all the elements came out from the lands, and finally Branch, you are the fifth and youngest son of Thorn and the new great leader of the Glade Clan. You boys must to fighting against the Talons Bounty Troll Hunters, Alder always taught all of you. I love all of you, boys and never, ever give up.

The brothers and the sisters: Now!

Dante Reyes: Hurry, up!

The brothers, the sisters elemental glowing along with their allies, the villagers, the trolls, the Alpha Sapphire soldiers and the elemental warriors, they used all their elemental powers against them all, Ignacio saw the waves as he screamed of his defeat, the hunters screaming in horror and their defeats.

Dante Reyes: NOO! (Branch and Sky laugh along)

They stared at him, Branch with a small smile, Poppy wiped at him, he tipped and she punch him in a fist.

Poppy: (heroic smile) Too bad, your fist in your mouth.

Branch fight against him, the brothers grabbed his leg and pulled him down from the ground. Branch used his elemental powers against him and his hunters, the hunters screaming in horror, glaring up at the trolls free from slavery and they arrested by the police officers. The nature are restored their homes, the battle is over,the Alpha Sapphire soldiers and the villagers cheered for the roar of their victory.

Harriet: We have seen it for ourselves. He's a legend and that's they remember Thorn as his legacy, his sacrifice and his life, he passed to Branch as the new leader of Glade Clan as a legend. Branch's girlfriend named Poppy. His brave brothers and her sister and the other trolls are all free from slavery.

Police #1: Dante Reyes, you're under arrest for violent crimes against humanity, destruction, fraud and terrorism experts slavery and murder. (They handcuffed on him and took him)

Dante Reyes: I was just kidding, come on for the trolls slavery and the music we hate. Everybody? I WILL DESTROY ALL OF YOU! And I always got away from those meddling villagers and the little creatures too!

The police report him behind bar in his own prison along with Victoria, David, William, Arthur and the other hunters, the people smiled at them for their bravery.

Harriet: Thank you for all, John Dory the Captain, Spruce the Fearless, Clay the Brave, Floyd the Swordtroll and Branch the Unbroken Spirit.

All the trolls leaves from their homes as they farewell to their allies, going back to home, the people waving to their goodbyes, all the trolls into the heart of the Wildglades.

They got home on time, Spruce heard a trolling crying and the brothers, Brandy see her husband, he see named Thorn II after his father, Ivy smile at them and she hugging her sons, Clay smiled at her mother, she hugging him.

Ivy: Boys, I'm glad you're home. Clay, you're grown up after 20 years. I miss you, son.

Clay: I'm miss you too, Mom.

Peppy: Poppy?

Poppy: Dad, I'm sorry for everything.

Peppy: It's okay, you're kind heart inside you. (Poppy smile)

Viva: Daddy, I'm miss you!

Peppy: I'm miss you too, sweetheart.

Few months later, after they dating, the wedding ceremony, the humans and the creatures lives in harmony, Alder smile happily at them and he pronounced them husband and wife. They cheered on them. Alder paint on his forehead and he spoke to them.

Alder: We're have our new leader of Glade Clan!

They have now lived in happy home with their allies, humans and creatures lives in harmony, Branch the Legendary Unbroken Spirit, Poppy and Branch got married after dating, since Reyes and his hunters are behind bars for now. They will always return home. To be freedom from threat and slavery for now.

The End

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huntsvillegossip · 6 months

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Hello Lovelies!

Now Ren Faire has been over for quite some time, but it seems plenty of our folks didn’t quite get the memo. I have received reports of multiple fights breaking out all over town, some physical and others verbal, and there’s been more than a fair share of heartbreak.

Allegedly famous in the outside world, Liam Jefferson and Hunter Hilton had a full on brawl ending in the pair being physically ripped from each other by concerned citizens. From the looks of it, it seems as though Mr. Hilton was turned down by Mr. Jefferson and was not taking the rejection well. It's not surprising that Mr. Jefferson has better things to do considering that he is a new father of two. Really, Mr. Hilton should dust himself off—just because one boy rejects you doesn't mean you need to rush back into the closet.

You especially don't need to be yelling from the rooftops that you have a girlfriend. Quite the rebound from the looks of it, though I find it hard to believe Miss Valeria Moreno is settling down. That is one girl who has never been afraid to let the world know she is available for anything casual. Word on the street is that she has quite the extensive roster of hookups collected from our town. Her own roommate Saffron Aubert is reportedly much more than a roommate, which I have to give them credit for, is convenient considering the close proximity. She has also been spotted kissing fellow rangers Marcus Zhao and Cain Barlowe, is not afraid to get a little risque and exhibitionist with our resident fighter Kane Bentley, and has been more than a bit handsy in public with one Guillermo Reyes, who is his own can of worms when it comes to relationships. That boy has never been the particularly loyal type if his track record is to be believed. Good luck to his so-called partner, since Mr. Reyes is clearly not nearly as put together as his eldest sister.

But I digress, no need to name every single one of her bedroom companions, after all. Honestly, Mr. Hilton, if you want to show you're not truly hurt by Mr. Jefferson's rejection, there are much more believable girls to say are your girlfriend if you really must carry on this way. I hear that Jessica Sinclair is single and recently heartbroken by a handsome firefighter who is quite the town disaster. Poor thing.

Speaking of, what to say about someone like Nathanial Dawson? You'd think that with his son in town, he'd clean up his act, or at the very least that his captains would be able to keep a better handle on him. And yet he's been frequently spotted at the bar, more than a few drinks in, most notably with [REDACTED] and [REDACTED].

He has also been seen with one of our elementary school teachers, Mr. Edgar Wayne. Something about sharing a pair of orange pants? I’ll be honest, I may be a bit past my prime when it comes to understanding all these new euphemisms. Still, someone may want to inform Principal Yvette Alson about this, since I doubt she wants to see her best friend dragged down to Mr. Dawson's rock bottom. Mr. Wayne may wish to reconsider this friendship for the sake of maintaining some sense of professionalism. I already have reports of parents being very concerned about someone with his associations teaching their children. You are an example for the youth of this town, sir.

I do hope the Fire Station Captains can help Mr. Dawson get the help he seems to desperately need. But on the subject of one of those captains, there has recently been a lot of chatter about him thanks to one Zoë Clark, who seems to be quite the busy bee as of late—though whether that's because she has some type of personal vendetta against our Mayor is anyone's guess. Multiple people have verified she is causing quite a stir with talks of having an election. Now I won't say how I feel about that, in the spirit of keeping this column a neutral, third party space, but I can confirm that she has pitched Fire Captain Phoenix Romero-Sawyer and Louis Ryan as suitable replacements.

Whether others will agree with this assessment, or might even throw their own name into the ring, remains to be seen. Personally, I do think either of these two members of founding families would make fine mayors, and with their long standing ties to the town, you know that they'd look out for everyone. Then again, Mayor Nat has done a tremendous job for over a decade, and some might not wish to fix what isn't broken.

Finally, a serious note of warning. There is a new resident in our town who has been seen physically assaulting another citizen. I would tread very carefully with those you interact with in the coming days—especially strangers. Seems some people are wound too tight and you never know who's going to blow up.

That's all I have for you today, because I am running out of printing space even though I have a few things left in my little inbox. At least it gives you all something to look forward to—other than the upcoming Pumpkin Festival of course!

Love, Auntie G.

#liam jefferson #hunter hilton #valeria moreno #saffron aubert #marcus zhao #cain barlowe #kane bentley #guillermo reyes #celia ortega #jessica sinclair #nathaniel dawson #edgar wayne #yvette alson #zoë clark #phoenix romero-sawyer #louis ryan #raziel #kirby

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BEE YOUR GAME OMG PLEASE 😩😩😩

can you pretty please do Akashi? ♥️

He’s such a popular guy!!!! ( @nanamis-wifey-reye )

1- Akashi’s favorite position is missionary. When you lay on your back underneath him, it shows that you have complete trust in him and that you want him to have all of you. He finds it so intimate, and he doesn’t want to miss anything while he’s fucking you. Akashi wants to see every face you make and witness every breathy moan and whine as it escapes your body. His most favorite part is gripping your chin with his hand, making you look into his eyes as he’s making your toes curl.

2- Probably the most put together house husband. He has a really sophisticated style of decor, and knows his way around the kitchen. I think he’s also the most likely of the GoM to follow laundry instructions for each individual textile to a T. I also think he would be really sweet and wanting to listen to you and comfort you after a tough day.

3- Akashi likes to tuck you into his side when you relax at the end of the day. If you’re watching a show, he’s quick to put his arm around your shoulders and pull you into his side. He is always warm, and he is always so comfortable.

When he wakes up before you in the morning, Akashi gazes at you, eyes sleepy, with the most besotted and lovestruck look on his face. Seeing you at peace while you rest is tremendously satisfying for him and makes him feel warm and fuzzy.

He likes to speak into your ear!!!!!! Once he learned how it makes you shiver and become bashful, he really loves to do it. Even if it’s something as simple as “add milk to the grocery list”- if he’s feeling impish, he will lower his voice and murmur into the shell of your ear.

4- He absolutely knows how to use his dick. Akashi has an innate way of knowing exactly what you want and how you want his cock. Even with this knowledge, he likes to ask- partially because he loves making you flustered, and partially because your consent is of the utmost importance to him.

Akashi will pin your wrists to the bed when he’s being a little rougher with you. He pins your wrists down, hips snapping forward viciously, muttering the most exciting, degrading words into your ear, and your whole body quivers.

But mostly he loves to praise you, because he simply adores you. Seeing you grow soft and bashful with his praise makes him harder than he cares to admit. When you take Akashi’s cock so perfectly, sucking it in so greedily and nicely, or when you moan is name so pretty, he just has to tell you about how good you are.

5- for some reason, I think Akashi can be a tea aficionado, and I mean this super affectionately like I think he is really interested in where the tea comes from and the quality differences of different brands and flavors.

Also he’s the kind of guy who is always immaculately well groomed (he’s grown from the days when he’d cut his own hair with Midorima’s random lucky scissors!)

#seijuro Akashi #seijiro akashi smut #seijuro Akashi thirst #knb thirst #kurokos basketball smut #bee’s asks #bee loves reye #bee loves gray

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nerdywalkingencyclopedia · 3 months

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Febuwhump 2024 Masterlist

It's that time of year, so get ready for some more fanfic!

Day 1 (Helpless) - Carlos Reyes & TK Strand, 9-1-1 Lone Star

Day 2 (Solitary Confinement) - Tim Bradford, The Rookie

Day 3 ("Bite down on this") - Mac Taylor & Don Flack, CSI: NY

Day 4/alt 2 ("I love you") - Charlie Nicoletti & Emma Hill, The Company You Keep

Day 5 (Rope Burns) - Charlie Hudson, Hudson & Rex

Day 6 ("You Lied to Me") - Sidney Grant & Keith/Lucas, Alert: Missing Persons Unit

Day 7 (Suffering in Silence) - Will Trent, Will Trent

Day 8 ("Why won't it stop?") - Hailey Upton, Chicago PD

Day 9 (Bees) - Josh Harris, La Brea

Day 10 (Killing in self-defence) - Mickey Haller, The Lincoln Lawyer

Day 11 (Time Loop) - Finola Jones, Debris

Day 12 (Semi-conscious) - Jane Tennant, NCIS: Hawai'i

Day 13 ("You weren't supposed to get hurt") - Neal Caffrey & Peter Burke, White Collar

Day 14 (Blood-stained tiles) - Evan "Buck" Buckley & Eddie Diaz, 9-1-1

Day 15 ("Who did this to you?") - Violet Mikami & Evan Hawkins, Chicago Fire

Day 16 (Came back wrong) - Angus MacGyver, MacGyver

Day 17 (Hostage situation) - Crockett Marcel, Chicago Med

Day 18 (Too weak to move) - Laura Stensen, The Rookie: Feds

Day 19 ("Please don't") - The Black Brothers, Deception

Day 20 (Truth serum) - G Callen, NCIS: LA

Day 21 (Unresponsive) - Steve McGarrett, Hawaii 5-0

Day 22 ("You weren't meant to be there") - Temperance Brennan & Booth Seeley, Bones

Day 23 (Presumed Dead) - Maggie Bell, FBI

Day 24 ("I'm doing this because I care about you") - Mark Trent & Gabi Mosely, Found

Day 25 (Waterboarding) - Peter Sutherland, The Night Agent

Day 26 ("Help them") - Scott Forrester, FBI: International

Day 27 (Left for Dead) - Olivia Benson, Law & Order: SVU

Day 28 ("No... not like this") - America Singer, The Selection

Day 29 (Not allowed to die) - Remy Scott, FBI: Most Wanted

#febuwhump #febuwhump 2024 #masterlist #whump #masterpost #febuwhump2024

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heartstringsduet · 18 days

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Happy Wednesday. <3 Thanks for the early tag @honeybee-taskforce. Here's some of the next chapter of First Aid.

Carlos doesn’t join him by the edge of the pool. “I’ll be right back.”

TK nods, and when he hears the door slide open and shut, he slumps forward a little. His hand scoops up some of the chlorinated pool water that he brings up to his burning neck. He’s both too hot and too cold, all sensations amped up to a peak. His stained ankle develops a heartbeat on its own, pounding painfully over the bottom of the pool.

He barely registers Carlos’ return until he feels water lap up his knees, and the soft sound of someone sitting down beside him.

“I hope it’s okay that I took these, it’s all I could find without asking Enzo,” Carlos says and TK opens his eyes to see his mother’s white bask summer hat draw closer before it’s gently placed on his head. The sunglasses put in his lap next he knows are Enzos. They have a slight sight adjustment, making the world appear out of focus, but no longer as bright.

TK draws the hat on properly, the soft brim of it flopping down. It’s not quite enough to alleviate any of the hangover, but it soothes something within him nonetheless.

“How do you feel?” Carlos asks gently.

TK’s shrugs, blinking up at the plush tinted carpet of clouds not quite hiding the sun. “Could be better. Or worse. It’s fine.” Carlos hums and it contains something pained, threatening to pull him under the water surface so TK presses his swollen ankle closer the the edge of the pool, hiding it below his knee.

He turns to Carlos, tilting his chin. “How do I look?”

Through the blur of his glasses, Carlos’ eyes appear even softer. “Like a fashionable beekeeper?”

All his cells are depleted of joy, but TK snorts anyway.

“What?” Carlos asks, one corner of his mouth betraying his own amusement. “I thought you loved bees?”

“Shut up.”

OPEN TAG &

@alrightbuckaroo @bonheur-cafe @birdclowns @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @carlos-in-glasses @carlos-tk @decafdino @freneticfloetry @herefortarlos @ladytessa74 @lemonlyman-dotcom @lightningboltreader @paperstorm @reyesstrand @rmd-writes @strandnreyes @goodways @theghostofashton @safeashousespdf @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @sznofthesticks @welcometololaland @whatsintheboxmh @thisbuildinghasfeelings @inkweedandlizards @louis-ii-reyes-strand

#michelle writes #tarlos fic #wip wednesday #tg #first aid #giving you something sweet for a change

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ginevrastilinski-ocs · 6 months

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New Glee OCs!

When I will I stop making Glee ocs? For sure not today. Most of these live on vibes only but whatever

Veronica "Ronnie" Nell - part of an all-girls band (lead singer); New direction Member; baby lesbian; socially awkward but really nice; Quinn Ship Her fc is Maya Hawke!

Susan Cole - part of the band (guitarist and second voice); Cheerio and New Direction Member; Her faceclaim is Vanessa Morgan!

Harper "Honey" Hayes - part of the band (drummer); not ND Member; called Honey but ain't sweet Her faceclaim is Sophie Thatcher!

Lula Delaney - part of the band (kayboard player); not ND Member; Her faceclaim is Saoise Ronan!

Audrey Clay - part of the band (bassist); not ND Member; into witchy vibes (you should see her room lmao I love her) Her faceclaim is Barbie Ferreira!

Connie Sanchez - future star; joins Glee in season 2 with Sam (but she's a Freshman!); basically just New Directions baby; basically no plot just vibes Her faceclaim is Madison Reyes!

Linda Berry - Rachel's half sister; named after Glinda from The Wonderful Wizard of Oz; totally a Diva; oblivious as hell (aka "this girl hates me/ we're total enemies" when the other is highkey in love with her) Her faceclaim is Victoria Justice!

Jennifer Glynn - "Beware The Quiet Ones" Trope Queen; doesn't know how to express feelings bc of shitty parents; angry face is her basic face (Is she angry all the time? No. Does she look like it? Absolutely); doesn't understand why the girl she likes hates her but she's sure she deserves it (no, you don't dear 🥺) Her faceclaim is Liz Gillies!

Melody Wells - Lyra's twin; Little Miss Sunshine; pure vibes Her faceclaim is Dove Cameron!

Lyra Wells - Melody's twin; Little Miss Badass; ready to kill you in any moment lol; just like her sister... pure vibes Her faceclaim is Dove Cameron!

Cosette Chamberlain - Actress; Rich Bitch Energy; her and Cooper briefly dated when they were in high school; still good friends; will eventually end up together again Her faceclaim is Tilly Keeper!

Chrissy Chamberlain - Blaine's best friend (due Cooper and Cosette); Crawford Country Day's student (at least at first); Hair of Gold, Heart of Gold until you piss her off (she can totally kick your ass so don't try it trust me) Her faceclaim is Peyton List!

Carina "Cara" Fabray - Quinn's "less popular and weird" sister; a sweetheart; lowkey acts dumb on purpose; wants to be a photographer; Rachel ship Her faceclaim is Aimee Lou Wood!

Kathleen Bao - Hopeless romantic; firmly believes bakery is a form of art; looks sweet, is sweet, still doesn't take anyone's shit; Artie ship Her faceclaim is Lana Condor!

Garreth Duke - English teacher; sigle father; also basically ND's honorary father; a bit man-child but would die for his honorary kids; Emma Pillsbury ship His faceclaim is Paul Rudd!

Ramona Solomon - Cheerio; McKinley's Queen Bee; lesbian princess who comes from a queer rich family; Quinn ship Her faceclaim is Sarah Jeffery!

Kipp Hudson - Finn's twin brother; silly loveable jock; mainly lives on vibes His faceclaim is Milo Manheim!

#greta's ocs madness era #new ocs #new faceclaim #new fc

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alrightbuckaroo · 11 months

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This Is What Falling In Love Feels Like: A collection of prompt fills for the 100 Ways To Say I Love list

your love is sweet like sugar - A prompt fill for "It's two sugars, right?"

TK wakes up to Carlos making breakfast. It's his first time waking up in Carlos' apartment, but he hopes it's not the last.

what is a promise if not your hand in mine? | tumblr - A prompt fill for "Can I hold your hand?"

TK might not wake up, and Carlos can’t even hold his hand. TK might not wake up, and all Carlos wants to do is hold his hand.

a shoulder to sigh on - A prompt fill for "I did the dishes"

Carlos has always carried it well; but that doesn't mean he has to carry it alone.

the music stopped but we went on dancing - A prompt fill for "Can I have this dance?"

Carlos has waited and waited for a day like today; but of course, something had to go oh so wrong.

you can count on me; i'll be there - A prompt fill for "I'll help you study"

Carlos is dealing with the stress of trying to become detective; TK becomes his biggest cheerleader any way that he can.

will you bee mine? - A prompt fill for "It reminded me of you"

Carlos is teaching his third grade class when he gets stung by a bee; now it seems he has no choice but to finally visit the new school nurse, TK Strand.

you drive me wild - A prompt fill for "Drive safely"

TK has to ask Carlos if he can borrow the thing most precious to him. His car.

our love’s a protective poison | tumblr - A prompt fill for "Call me if you need anything"

i love you; i want us both to eat well - A prompt fill for "I don't mind"

Carlos finds out TK's not all that great at cooking.

you've made me so very happy - A prompt fill for "You didn't have to ask"

TK doesn't want to go to his high school reunion and Carlos kind of just wants to know why

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home is wherever i'm with you | tumblr - A prompt fill for "Call me when you get home"

Carlos says, “I love you” in so many different ways, and TK loves each and every one of them.

when life gives you lemons - A prompt fill for "I wan in the neighborhood"

TK is helping Jonah sell lemonade during a hot summer day. They're not having any luck with customers until Carlos decides to walk by.

this side of paradise - A prompt fill for "You might like this"

TK and Carlos can't pick decide on a place for their honeymoon and Carlos might be the reason as to why.

all my blood for the sweetness of his laugh | tumblr - A prompt fill for "I like your laugh"

TK laughs and it sounds genuine and true. Carlos can’t help but smile, he feels like the sun has cracked open inside him. He feels a warmth inside himself that’s hot to the touch.

hooked on you - A prompt fill for "Close your eyes, hold out your hands"

Carlos is hiding something from TK and that secret might just include crochet hooks.

i'd wait a million years for you - A prompt fill "Sorry I'm late"

TK loves love; he just don't know if love loves him back. Then he meets Carlos Reyes.

a little taste of love - A prompt fill for "I saved you a piece"

TK Strand, a florist working for the renowned flower shop, Bloom With a View, can't take his eyes off of Carlos Reyes, a baker working at Cake My Day, the bakery across the street.

as cute as a button | tumblr - A prompt fill for "I hope you like it"

Andrea is taking TK down memory lane and they come across a koala named Kique, who happens to be missing one button eye.

we're a batch made in heaven | tumblr - A prompt fill for "Try Some"

Carlos misses TK; so he does what he always does. Makes cookies.

all's fair in love and lizards | tumblr - A prompt fill for "Just because"

Love comes in many shapes and forms; and sometimes, that form is a stuffed novelty toy at a carnival game

it was love at first sight | tumblr - A prompt fill for "Wow"

Carlos thinks love at first sight is nonsensical. Then he locks eyes with TK Strand.

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