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8siangemini · 11 months

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You Sly Cat (Miles Morales x Black Cat!Reader)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

This trope was initially from @midnight-fairee and I absolutely loveeeddddd the idea so here’s Miles x Black Cat!Reader!! Also I’m planning on making this a slow burn multi-part series so y’all be readyyyy

Word Count: 2.5K

Summary: A new villain begins to rise to the scene of Brooklyn, Black Cat. Sly and leaves no trace except for one fact, your love of jewelry and diamonds. Just as this villain rises to the scene the great Spider-Man develops feelings for the new girl at Visions Academy.

Author’s Note: OMG I LOVE THIS TROPE IDEA I JUST NEEDED THISSS!!! THE TENSION IS JUST SCRUMPCIOUS AND CHEF’S KISS

Your life was perfect and rich. Beautiful and stunning, great at acrobats, perfect completion, wealthy, perfect grades and great education, perfect family, the golden new girl at Visions Academy. You were the dream girl a mother could wish that her son brings home. Everyone knew of your perfect girl reputation, it was gold and diamonds, no one could touch it.

But no one dared to try and court you. Everyone had a fear that they would not meet up to your perfect standard no matter how hard they tried. Even though your life was perfect you had no one to share that with. As much as you wanted someone by your sid you knew you could not, not with the rotten aspect of your life.

Golden Girl by day, Black Cat by night. The only time you felt truly alive. The fact that you had this reputation of being perfect the idea of having a secret life full of burglaries, robberies, and many more life-ruining experiences in your life, it made you feel exhilarated. And the fact that you also get many beautiful and expensive jewelry pieces and high fashion clothes made you love it even more. No one would expect someone so rich and living life wealthily with generational wealth to be stealing such high-security places with expensive items. It was perfect, no one would bat an eye.

While in AP physics you sat in class with your head in the clouds as you finalize your mental plan for tonight’s robbery at one of the biggest jewelry stores in Brooklyn. You continued daydreaming until your friend, Roxie who sat behind you, tapped on your shoulder. You looked over your shoulder slightly to make sure the teacher does not see that you are not listening to his lecture. She has a folded-up piece of paper in her hand and you quickly take it and place it on your lap. You keep your head up facing the teacher but your eyes looked down at your lap while you unfolded the note your friend passed to you with your hands covered in rings.

‘Morales’ was all on the note.

You scan around the room and in the same row as you on the outer edge of the many desks sat Miles Morales. Miles had his head resting in his palm with a pencil in hand while staring at you. Once you make eye contact with him his eyebrows rise and he straightens up his slouching position. You give him a small smile and wave to him lowly which makes his dark handsome face become red. He quickly waved back to you and turned his direction back to the teacher.

You let out a small chuckle and like ok back down at the note. You take your pencil and begin writing on the note between you and Roxie.

‘Ngl he’s hella fine’ you write with a smirk and fold it up and pass it back to Roxie who took it.

You hear Roxie let out a small chuckle and soon the bell rings. You began packing your notebook and pencil into your backpack until in the corner of your eye you see a paper plane land on your desk and two students quickly run out of the class.

You look at the paper plane on your desk, then the door, then at Roxie who was standing as she was packing her bag. She was looking at you just as confused as you were. You rolled your eyes in disgust. You hated some high school guys’ childish attempts at flirting nowadays. You wanted a guy that gave the old-school kind of love.

You wanted a guy that gave you roses, you wanted a guy that would write you handwritten notes, hold the door open for you, make sure you would never walk on the sidewalk closest to the street, you wanted a guy who would draw you, you wanted a guy that could swoon you.

You began unfolding the piece of paper while looking at Roxie.

“I bet it’s a stupid, “here’s my snap snap me’.” You say to Roxie as she hovers over, waiting to see what the note says.

You continued mumbling how much you hate how guys nowadays try and flirt and none sense. That was until you opened the paper and you were completely speechless.

It was a beautiful sketch of you in graphite of your side profile. Around you were a couple sketches of roses filled in with marker. It was beautiful and soon a heat rose to your face.

“Oh my god girllll.” Roxie exclaimed as she began shaking your shoulders. “Who is it from?”

You begin looking around the sketch and see a small signature at the bottom corner of the paper. A large prominent M was shown with some smaller scribble after it. Once you saw the M it immediately clicked in my head. Miles.

“Morales.” I said simply. Roxie begins shaking me as I folded the drawing neatly and put it inside of my backpack.

“Ouuuu Morales has a crush on golden girllll.” Roxie teases as you two walk out of the classroom.

Miles was the first boy to even dare to try and swoon you and it was starting to work. A little. Until you remembered what your standards were with men, no one. No one is suppose to reach your standard, your reputation. But was that what you really wanted? You were always sweet to everyone you crossed unless they gave you a reason to not be. But even though you knew many boys had crushes on you not one of them would respectfully court you.

But even then you could not help but put the drawing pinned to the pinboard in front of your desk once you had gotten home.

You smiled at the drawing as you turned around to face your large victorian style room filled with white, gold, and silver decorations. The windows reached from the floor all the way to the ceiling with cream curtains matching the cream walls.

The room was dark with just the moonlight sparkling the chandelier in the middle of the room. You smiled at the window as you heard no sirens in the distance, perfect. You headed towards your closet door and flipped the lightswitch on to reveal a large closet with racks and racks of clothes in white and glass cabinets and multiple shelves holding purses and shoes ranging from Jordans to Red Bottoms.

You close the door and head towards the center of the large closet that had a glass display of many and many assortment of jewls and diamonds in jewelry. Many being handed down or bought but much more underneath that were stolen.

You press your index finger to the finger pad on the bottom of the large display and the glass begins to open up and the shelves and containers of jewelry begin to open like a butterfly. At the bottom level of the contain laid more jewelry that you had stolen. You remove the compartment and a hand print scanner is revealed. You place your dominant hand on the pad and after the light scanned your hand up and down the whole display begins to colapse neatly to the ground and up rises a glass display holding your suit.

An all black tight suit with silver armor padding on the forearms and shins with matching cat claws. The suit reached the middle of your neck with a v-neck line covered in white fur and an armor piece wrapped around your torso and covered your breasts. It was deadly, it was beautiful.

You put on the suit as you look at the full length mirror and you finally grab your mask. You look at yourself in the mirror as you press the black mask onto your face. You smirked at yourself and as you opened the door the jewelry display began to go back to its original form. You grab your black compact athletic backpack and placed it onto your back.

You ran out of your closet, dashed towards the open balcony, and leaped out of the window. You land on the top of another building and began your next heist. Your formal debut to the media.

As you began running towards the center of Brooklyn more and more sirens came to your ears. You knew of a Green Goblin attack happening in the center of Brooklyn so you planned a heist to rob a jewelry store far enough that it would give you enough time to get the things that you want but not too far that it would not bring a little bit of cops, not too far that it would not bring Spider-Man. And coincidentally the jewelry store of perfect distance was the third most popular jewelry shops in Brooklyn.

You make it to the shop and it was long after store hours. The street was empty and dark in the night. As you stay perched on the top of the store you pulled out your tablet from your backpack. You pulled up the prehacked security system on your tablet and once you activated it you saw the constant moving cameras drop down and their on light go off.

You smirked as you put your tablet back into your backpack and balanced yourself onto the balls of your feet. Now it is just the two bodyguards right in front. You take in a deep breath and hop down of the building towards one of them. You land a kick to the back of his next, knocking him out immediately. And as the other guard charged at you you quickly ducked down and dashed under him so you were now behind him. You land a deep cut into the back of his neck and land a harsh kick to his stomach, knocking him out too.

You turn to the store and you begin stratching a large circle in the glass with your claw and kick the glass, shattering a hole.

You run inside of the jewelry store and begin grabbing the items you wished to steal and more.

After a couple of minutes there was still no police but once your back was turned you heard a crunch of the glass on the ground being stepped on. You stopped in your tracks as a smirk formed on your face, already knowing who it is.

“Why hello Spider-Man.” You greet him in a sultry tone as you turned around. Necklaces made of diamonds and pearls dripped on your claws. “It is so nice finally meet the one and only Spider-Man.” You say as you bow down to him.

He was taller than you, lean but built, he was set on alert. You batted his eyes at him, finally getting the chance to make your secret life even more exilerating.

As you slowly drip the necklaces into your backpack and swing it back onto your back you begin slowly walking towards Spider-Man, hips swaying back and forth. Even though he could have easily caught you in his webs now he couldn’t, he just couldn’t. He was in a trance in your cat-like eyes in the dark. The way you were looking at him, the way your body moved as you walked up to him, it was like a siren call to him. You had the Spider-Man in a trance.

“Black Cat I pressume?” He asks you as he begins to be at ease as he stood there with his arms at his side.

You walk up close to him and reach your index claw gently to his jaw and gently caress his jaw with the tips of your claws.

“The one and only.” You say at almost a whisper as you look up at his masked face through your eyebrows.

You begin walking around him as your claw dropped down to his muscular shoulder and began to trace his built back. You head hovers above his left shoulder as you stood behind him with both of your hands on both of his shoulders.

“Where those spidey senses of your’s go?” You ask him through a smirk. “I want a cat fight.” You whisper into his ear as you begin to step away from him giving some distance between you two.

He turns around as you begin to squat down with a hand on the ground balancing you low to the ground, ready for him to attack. He gets to crouch down and has one hand in front of him with the other behind him.

“Aww come on, why don’t we dance?” And with that he shot one web aiming at you.

You quickly jump up towards him and immediately connect a punch to the face. He stumbled back a little as you landed close in front of him. You opened your hand and began to try and claw at his chest but he kept blocking by your forearms. He quickly ducked your slash and grabbed at your waist pulling you close to his body. His other hand traveled up your arm up to your hand and held you hand. He turned you around so swiftly, just like you two were dancing. He then bent you over one of he glass display cases and held your right arm over your head and your other hand being pressed agaist the glass next to you. His chest pressed against your back and you began to try and squirm but his grip was strong.

“I said we should dance, why are you fighting that?” You could hear his smirk through his face. The close proximity between you two made you heat up inside which brought a smirk to your face as you looked over your shoulder at him.

“Oh but we are darling,” You were finally able to dig one claw into his left hand which made him draw away and pain.

You threw your elbow back at his face and he finally let you go, the warmth of his body leaving your back.

“I just wish you would take me to dinner first.” You quickly drop down, slide behind him, and connect a claw to his left calf.

You kick at his other leg and he immediately falls to the ground. A semi-deep gash formed at his left calf and some blood began to pour out. You begin to stand up and walk over to the fallen Spider-Man. He looked up at you as you began to crouch near his head.

You roughly flip him onto his side and pulled out a pair of handcuffs from your bag. And even though he kept trying to restrain you were able to successfully cuff him. You flipped him back onto his back as he winced at your aggressiveness.

You begin caressing his cheek with the backside of your finger as a smirk came to your face.

“Till we meet again, Spider-Man.” You say as you bend down and place a kiss to the corner of where his lip is located on his masked face. “Maybe then you can take me out to dinner.”

You pull out a large green pill from a small pocket from your backpack as well as a prewritten sticky note, simply saying ‘courtesy of Black Cat’. You drop the pill onto the ground as you walk away from Spider-Man. You quickly place the sticky note on his chest as he struggled to try and get up. You stepped onto the pill and a green smoke began crawling the floor.

You quickly run out of the jewelry store and as you look back you se Spider-Man quickly knocked out from the gas. You use your small grappeling hook that was on your wrist and shoot to the top of the building across the street. You hop onto the top of the building and began running and hopping onto off other buildings until you were about a block or two away from the scene. You plant yourself on the top of one of them as you watch the delightful sight.

Multiple police cars driving up to the store and going in to examine it to just run back out realizing the gas that was crawling the whole store. A smirk comes to your face as you continue running from the scene going back home. Your job here tonight was done, your formal debut to the criminal world.

#miles morales x reader #miles morales x y/n #spider man #spider man across the spider verse #spiderman #miles morales #into the spider verse #across the spiderverse #black cat #spider man x black cat

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fromv3nus · 11 months

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♡︎ My Hands ♡︎

mark lee x fem reader (she/her)

word count : 0.7k words

warnings : fingering, slight dirty talking, pet names (bunny, baby), semi rough nipple play … i think that’s it.

“so then johnny stops and perfectly does hopscotch at the park. but when i do it i almost slip and fall” he giggles out while having breakfast with his longtime girlfriend at their table.

“yeah..” she says while staring at his hand that’s planted on the table.

mark tilts his head in curiosity before getting an idea. “then i made it to number 10 and the sidewalk exploded” he lies hoping she’ll snap out of the daydream and come back to the conversation.

“yeah….” she continues to stare at his hand with a slight smile.

“dude are you even listening to me?” he waves his hand in front of her face. she finally snaps out of it. “sorry what were you saying” she finally looks him in the eyes.

“whats with you and my hands” “i was just thinking about something” “while looking at my hand?” “yes”

she scoots a bit closer to him. “i just… think they’re very pretty” she grabs his hand and brings it to her lips before licking and kissing his fingertips. she pulls his fingers from her mouth and places it on her hardened and aching nipple.

mark pulls her into a kiss as he slips his hand under her bra-less shirt to rub her tits. his tongue swirling around hers before he kisses down her neck leaving small love bites on her soft skin. his other hand slips under her shirt as well and softly gropes her boobs.

“what if i told you…i want you…. to… finger… me” she says in gasps and goes silent after she realizes her thoughts finally came out in words. mark plants a kiss on her lips then her nose in reassurance.

“anything you want bunny”

he removes his hands from her tits and slides her panties off. he scoots her body to the edge of the chair before he looks down to watch himself spread her lips with his middle and ring fingers.

“fuck. always so wet and pretty for me” he slowly rubs her clit before leaning back into a kiss. he slips a finger in just to warm her up a bit. sliding it in and out of her soaked pussy. removing it and spreading her wetness all over her clit and outer lips before slipping two in.

he slightly pulls away from the kiss to let her moan against his lips as his fingers curl up to that extra sensitive part of her pussy.

“mmm fuck” she moans before licking her fingers and bringing her hand down to rub her clit. her head tilts back in the seat as mark beings to rub and pull at her nipples again. her moans become louder by the second.

“shhh baby listen to that” he covers her mouth with his hand and the room goes quiet. the only sounds heard is the squelching wetness of his fingers quickly thrusting in and out of her pussy

“i love your hands so much” she muffles out as his fingers speed up. he removes his hand from her mouth and makes her look him in the eyes

“fuck i’m gonna cum” she looks down to watch her wetness coat his fingers and palm. he looks down and watches too, pressing his forehead onto hers.

“give it to me baby” he encourages as her fingers rubs her clit in quick small circles.

her moans become high pitched and breathy signaling that she’s close. her eyes shut tightly in pleasure when mark pulls her shirt up and sucks on her nipples, finally pulling her over the edge as she cums all over his fingers. she repeats his name in pants when he continues to finger her, allowing her to ride out the orgasm. her legs left shaking and numb as he slips his fingers out of her.

“i wanted that so bad”

he smiles. “i’m glad i could give it to you bunny”

he wipes his fingers off and hands her underwear back to her. he pulls her into his lap and stares at her with a slight smile like she had before.

“now what are you thinking about” she asks

“what if i told you… i wanted… to cum on your face”

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hellooo :) this is my first published work! there’s more in the vault so be readyyyy. reblogs and feedback are very appreciated!! thanks for reading :P - venus ♡

#mark lee smut #mark lee #nct smut #mark lee fanfic #nct ff #nct hard hours

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clangenrising · 9 months

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Month 5 - Greenleaf

“Get ready…” Floodkit ordered, dropping into a crouch. “Get ready…” Beside him, Sparrowkit bounced excitedly and Barleykit groaned in anxiety.

“Almost readyyyy…” he said, the energy in his voice rising higher. “Okay now!” He hurtled out of the cool shade of the nursery and tore across the trampled grass towards his enemy. He gave a tiny battle cry and sprang onto Russetfrond’s fluffy ginger tail. Sparrowkit slammed into him a second afterwards, also screaming at the top of his lungs. Russetfrond let out a disgruntled cry and stood, pulling his tail up and away from the playful kittens. Floodkit laughed, rolling around on his back, and swatted at it as the tail flicked out of his reach.

“Come back here!” he squeaked.

“Yeah, you’re on our terr’tory!” cried Sparrowkit, leaping to bite at Russetfrond’s heel.

“Your territory?” the warrior rumbled, feigning outrage. “We’ll see about that.” He lifted a paw and pushed Floodkit around while shaking Sparrowkit from his back foot. The kittens squealed in delight, wriggling and kicking at him.

Nearby, Pantherhaze, who had been talking with Russetfrond earlier, looked back at the nursery and called, “Did you want to play too, Barleykit?” She eeped and dropped to the ground but her big ears gave her away, visible above the grass. Floodkit roared and jumped at Russetfrond again, biting at him with needle sharp teeth.

“We’re RisingClan warriors!” he shouted. “You have to leave, you mean old fox!”

Russetfrond shook him off with a hiss of pain. “Hey, gentler, kitten. Soft bites, remember.”

“But how am I supposed to kill you if I use soft bites!” Floodkit complained, leaping back at him again. Russetfrond easily pinned him down with a heavy paw.

“You’re not actually trying to kill me,” he frowned. “If you can’t use soft bites, you don’t get to play.” Floodkit struggled and grunted with effort as he tried to escape.

Looking at his brother, he cried out, “Sparrowkit, help me!”

“You have to use soft bites,” Sparrowkit declared, sitting back on his haunches. Floodkit grunted and thrashed a little longer before giving up.

“Fiiiiiine,” he groaned loudly. The firm weight of Russetfrond’s paw lifted. Tumbling onto his paws again, Floodkit shook out his fur and pouted. “When do I get to learn real fighting?”

He looked up at Russetfrond and Pantherhaze in despair. Above him sat two powerful warriors and he didn’t understand why he wasn’t allowed to be like them. Ospreymask had told him that morning that she had to go on a border patrol and had refused to let him tag along even though he insisted his legs were big enough.

“When you’re six moons old,” Russetfrond said, settling back down. “You’ll be apprenticed before the year is out, don’t worry.”

“But that’s forever away!” he complained.

“It’ll feel like no time at all when you get there,” Pantherhaze purred.

Floodkit huffed. “I guess.”

“Hey, I bet you can’t get to Mama before I can!” Sparrowkit said, suddenly jumping to his feet.

“No way! I’m the fastest!” Floodkit shouted, tearing off towards the healer’s den where Oddstripe was studying with Sagetooth. Pantherhaze watched them go with a smile.

“Oh, dear,” he chuckled, “his mentor is going to have their paws full.”

Russetfrond sighed and laid his head on his paws. “No kidding.”

#clangen #clan gen #clan gen oc #clangen oc #warriors #warrior cats #warriors oc #warrior cats oc #Russetfrond #Pantherhaze #Greenleaf #Floodpaw #Sparrowpaw #Barleypaw #clangenrising

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aklxojjk · 5 months

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The Restaurant’s Cashier

Waking up you knew that today was either going to be a nice and relaxing day or an anxious filled day. Every sunday you and your family visited a restaurant called Texas BBQ, where your family would take turns ordering for the whole table. Two Sundays ago was your mom, last Sunday was your brother, this Sunday it’s you. With a heavy sigh and a stretch you rose from the bed already stressing about the day ahead of you. It’s not that the cashier is mean or anything of the sort, you just had anxiety and having to memorize all your family’s orders plus having to speak up and not stutter when ordering was… hectic. You put slippers on and slipped into the bathroom, already dreading the thought of ordering food.

Gaming most of the morning away you realized that it was almost time to go to the restaurant and you had about 10 minutes to pick out an outfit, do your makeup, and put jewelry and shoes on.

“Wow, I’m just so prepared every time huh,” you said as you rushed towards your closet finding a nice comfortable pair of shorts and a long black shirt and began to change right there on the spot. Immediately after half putting the shirt on you stumbled over to your makeup stand, scattering some mascaras over your stand to find the perfect combo you always use.

‘my fucking god where is that shitty mascara at’ you though out loud for a second, eyes lighting up as you found the combo you always use. Something about this mascara made your lashes look 3 times bigger than they actually were.

“Hey, you ready?” your brother asked behind the door, respecting your privacy.

“Yeah just lemme finish my makeup and put my socks on,” you said with a raised voice knowing he could probably barely hear you from behind the door. You finished putting on your mascara and just added a bit of glitter under your eyes and some strawberry chapstick on your lips. You slipped your socks on as you opened the door, tripping over the frame.

"IM READY" you yelled, with your whole family yelling back "IM READYYYY" in response. Silly family things.

On the car ride there you tried not to mention that it was your turn to order because maybe that would make the other forget and it would ease your anxiety a bit.

“So mom wants the grilled fish with fries, I want the BBQ ribs with a side of uhm…fries i guess? dad wants popcorn chicken,” your brother said, not even looking at you, too busy admiring the usual roads you always take.

“popcorn chicken… you copying me?” you say looking at your dad with an eyebrow raised.

“I’m not really hungry so yea.”

you looked away already noticing the restaurant in the distance. It was super close to your house so the rides were always quick. you stepped outside, sighing your anxious feelings away hoping that maybe there was no line and the lady up front wouldn't ask a billion times for you to repeat yourself.

“I’ll go get the table” your mom said leading the way as the rest of your family followed close by.

‘Donald Trump if you can hear me… please save us’ is the only thought going through your head as you march down what seemed like an eternal pathway.

“Hi.” you greet the cashier; the same old woman as always.

“Hi darling! what can i get ya?” the old woman says happily, knowing you and your family always come to visit on Sundays.

“I would like a-” your eyes flickered between her and a worker in the back; he was staring you down with a pleasant smile as he continued to cook.

“uh 2 popcorn chickens and a… lord” you already forgot the order.

“Take your time now darling, there’s no one behind ya in line” the sweet old woman said laughing a bit, you glanced at the worker in the back again, noticing his eyes still lingering on you.

“Righttt okay, one grilled fish and one bbq ribs with a side of fries” you said with a smile, slightly shy from the man staring at you. He was definitely something.

“Alright that’ll be… $60.78” she said, turning the card machine towards you. You honestly didn’t even check if she got the order right. you just prayed she did as you couldn’t take anymore of the man’s eyes on you, seeing them trail up and down your body.

“I forgot the drinks…” you said giving her an anxious smile.

“Oh come on now sweetheart! you and your family come by every sunday, I already put it in,” the lady says with a smile as you shyly put the card in.

You couldn’t manage to form a reply as you looked up to see if the man was still staring. To your surprise he wasn’t, which made you think that maybe he didn't truly mean anything by it.

“Alright and would you like a receipt?” she asked and you nodded immediately, knowing that if you didn’t ask for one your dad might send you straight into the seventh layer of hell; he had a thing for receipts.

“Thank you ma’am,” you said as you grabbed your receipt nodding at her in a polite manner.

“You’re welcome sweetie, and next time just call me Nancy.” the old lady nodded back, turning around to give the order to the kitchen.

As you found your usual table— which was on the other side of the wall directly adjacent to the ordering counter— you and your family sat out of sight from the kitchen. you fidgeted with your fingers wondering if you got the order right and if she heard everything okay.

“Check if she got it right,” you said to your dad as he immediately started to check the receipt.

“Always in this damn restaurant!” he says with a bit of anger but not loud enough to warn the other customers and employees around.

He glanced at the receipt, “she put only one popcorn chicken. And she got 4 fountain drinks- you know your mom only drinks water,” he says rolling his eyes.

You let out a big sigh, rolling your eyes as you harshly picked up the receipt. You didn’t really care that she messed up. You felt a bit guilty since she was a bit old- not her fault she couldn’t really hear your low and anxious voice. You walked back to the front counter, looking at your receipt as you fidgeted with it.

“Hey ma’am this is wron-“ as you began to look up, you noticed that the woman is no longer there but that man from earlier is standing there.

He didn’t say anything, but just stared at you with a blank face.

“Oh my bad I thought you were the old lady.. uhm she got my order wrong.” you said, glancing from the receipt up to his eyes then down at the receipt again in an attempt to break eye contact.

“Tell me what she got wrong,” he said in a clear voice, trying to be heard over the sounds of the kitchen behind him.

“uhm it was 2 popcorn chickens and 3 fountain cups instead of 4. One drink was just water.” you made eye contact with him immediately feeling your cheeks lightly burn.

Honestly you had no thoughts in your head except two: this man is attractive and you couldn’t focus on anything else. You stared into his eyes as he was tapping away at the machine, fixing your order up. This was the only time you could examine his features without him catching you.

He was on the taller side and looked about close to your age with dark hair that was a bit on the longer side for a guy, but was clearly well maintained. His facial features were striking, which explained why you wanted to keep staring at him at every chance. He had a muscular build that was not initially noticeable due to his mundane work outfit, but that became apparent once you realized it was there.

“Eight dollars,” he said nonchalantly in his little southern accent after he was done fixing the order.

“Oh right,” you mumbled under your breath, taking your card out as you went to pay for the extra meal they originally forgot to put in.

“Here you go darling,” he said, handing you a new receipt.

You thanked the man and turned around, wanting to return to your table immediately.

“Hey hold on,” the man shouted as you turned back around and stood in front of him, “you forgot the other receipt.” This time he had a smile on his face as he handed you a third receipt.

“Ohh sorry,” you apologized for running off so quickly and grabbed the receipt, turning again to fill the water cup for your mother.

As you made your way back to your table you stopped by the soda machine to pour water into the cup. As you watched the water pour you realized, ‘wait two receipts?’

Just now realizing you received two receipts, you took the second receipt out of your pocket. “text me ;))” it read with a phone number under it.

“holy shit!” you said, realizing that he did actually mean something by it.

As you were reeling from this surprise, you felt your hand turn cold. ‘Oh shit!’ you yelled in your head as you looked down and saw the cup overflowing with cool water. You walked back to your table with a full cup of water and a now cold hand, placing it down in front of your mother.

“Did they fix it?” your father asked while staring up at the restaurant tv, watching some news headline about a recent murder in the area.

“Yeah, here’s the new receipt,” you handed over the receipt to him making sure to keep the one with that guy’s number in your pocket. “I’m so hungry,” you said, trying to distract yourself from the realization that you were probably blushing in front of him and didn’t even notice.

Soon your food arrived and you immediately showered your food in a bunch of different sauces.

“jesus…” your brother said, looking at your food as if he wasn’t doing the same thing.

You hummed as you were about to dig in. “It’s not going anywhere bro,” your brother added as he watched you stuff your mouth with chicken and fry goodness.

“I know,” you said with a bit of food still in your mouth.

You didn’t speak much as you usually preferred to just eat in peace instead of talk. As you were casually sipping your drink, you kept noticing the employees walking by and glancing at you. ‘Ah fuck no’ you thought, hating the feeling of being watched as you ate. You tried to brush it off, thinking that maybe they were just checking if you were done eating to snatch your plate away. But when you were actually done you noticed no waitress coming by to take your plate, that's when you noticed the big ass sign that said “leave plates on table” so you were not tripping and they were definitely looking at you weird. You shrugged it off because you couldn’t really do anything about the staring.

You pulled out your phone and airpods to listen to music while you waited for your family to finish eating. Then you remembered the phone number in your pocket and sneakily pulled out the other receipt. You looked at the paper now in your hands as you typed the number into your phone. “cute cashier guy” you typed in as his contact name since you didn't ask for his name nor did you look at his name tag.

With stomachs now full, you and your family stood up marching towards the door, stopping by the soda machine to get some more soda before returning home.

“How was y’all’s food?” The man from earlier stood next to you restocking the soda lids and straws as you refilled your cup.

“It was amazing as always,” your brother said pushing you to the side so he could get his drink refilled.

“That's always good to hear! Y’all have a good day now,” he said, staring directly into your eyes.

You gave him a nod as you mumbled a thank you and ran off to where your parents were holding the door open for you. You took the door from your dad’s grip and held it open for your brother as he was now carrying his soda and a bunch of sauce packs he found. You saw the man point to his name tag. “Johnny” it read. ‘That's actually not a bad name at all, it's definitely moanable’ you thought as you smiled and walked away, waving at johnny.

As you ran to catch up with your family— who had long since left you there holding the door open like an idiot— you kept thinking about his name.

“johnny…” you said in a low breathy voice just trying to see how his name felt on your tongue, simultaneously wondering how he would feel on your tongue. In your head this sounded normal but your facial expression was definitely cringing.

Opening the door, you slapped your tummy with a big sigh and turned to your brother, “that shit was good,” you said smiling knowing he was gonna say the same thing.

As your parents pulled out of the parking lot, you started to think more about that guy. He was very attractive. Handsome with some nice strong arms that could probably pick you up with ease… you would like that. You pondered away looking at the sky and getting lost in your thoughts until you heard the car stop and realized you were already home. ‘damn,’ you thought, ‘that was so fast.’ you hopped out of the car and walked inside immediately wanting to text him.

You stepped into your room, plopping down on the bed with your phone in hand as you drafted up a text to send him. After debating for a while, you decided to go with something simple and direct.

“Hey :)”

Some weeks had passed since you first texted him and your relationship with Johnny had grown. He would often text you during work.

Johnny

hey I’m getting off work soon

wanna hang with me?

hmm dunno I’m kinda tired

Johnny

I’ll pick you up and buy you some food

all of a sudden I’m dressed and ready to go 😝

Johnny

I’ll be there in 5 pretty girl ;)

Not only have you guys been flirting but you also got to know him more. He was adopted when he was little by Nancy, who treated him like her own son. He had plans for the future (and he wanted to make sure you were in it). You had now been to about 5 official dates with him, but truthfully you had been spending more time with him than your own family. Every day you would wake up, text him, and then go see him. Nancy had asked you so many times if you were dating but you kept telling her that you were not a couple.

A few nights after that you received a text from none other than your Johnny.

Johnny

you up?

yea what’s up?

Johnny

uhm i have a smalll tinyyy question

just say it johnny

Johnny

would you be my girlfriend?

I know i shouldn’t ask over the phone but i just wanted to get it out, I really like you.

You gasped at the sudden question. Yeah you expected this but still it was shocking.

yea

you tried to act very nonchalant

Johnny

okay then send me a picture of your face.

what for?

Johnny

oh come on honey just send me a damn picture already

tell me what forr

Johnny

I just wanna have something to look at…

while doing… what 😇

You were no saint, you knew what he was implying but you wanted to make him spit it out.

Johnny

you’ll find out.

just let me know when and I’ll pick ya up ;))

Panic settled into you, ‘oh my god…’ you quickly rushed to the closet looking for something pretty but not try-hard, maybe some shorts and a hoodie. gotta work for it you thought as you looked at the hoodie.

pick me up in 10

Johnny

straight to the point

I like it.

You didn’t have many sexy undergarments but at least you had a thong your friend bought you a while back.

“That’ll do” you said, putting your shorts over the thong and putting on the plain hoodie, no bra.

You were lucky you had just showered or else you could’ve missed the chance to finally stand on business. You just had to spray a little perfume and apply your scented lotion now. ‘hmm this smells just like strawberries’ you thought when you got a whiff of your arm while fixing your hair.

“am i fuck-ready or what,” you said while looking at the mirror, staring your body down. You kept staring and a bit of worry began to form in your eyes.

“Maybe I should put a shirt on,” you said, tugging at the ends of your hoodie strings.

Not another thought could enter your mind before your phone went off.

Johnny

I’m outside.

You felt a shiver go down your spine, it was time. You quickly exited your room and made your way out the front door, seeing his car pulled up in your driveway.

“Hi Johnny,” you wanted to seem totally relaxed and not nervous.

“Hi sweetheart,” he said in a low voice as you entered the car.

No other words were exchanged. He only turned to face the road and started the car. You quickly realized this was the way to his house, you had been there before a couple times.

“Wait your parents aren’t home right?” you asked a bit worried you would have to be quiet.

With an eyebrow quirk he turned to you. “Why would that matter?”

“Wait, are we not…” you started but got cut off.

“I’m just kidding honey, yea we are.” he said putting his palm up waiting for yours.

You slid your hand on top of his and he immediately closed his grip and brought it over to his side. You can feel his hand trace circles over yours, he seemed extra gentle today.

Letting go of your hand he exited the vehicle and you could see him go around the back making his way to your door. You felt a breeze and turned towards the car door.

“we’re here,” he said, holding the door open for you with a charming smile.

“yay” you replied in a sad tone. You couldn’t help a worried expression from creeping over your face.

You were finally here and now you had to actually follow him inside. When you made it inside his house you paused to take in the house, not particularly interested since you had already been here before.

“Just give me a sec,” he turned around to put his keys on the key holder then take his shoes off.

You followed suit then took the time to sit on one of those fancy looking high chairs he had around the kitchen bar.

“soo uhm what did you mean by that?” you stared at his back waiting for him to look at you.

“You know what I meant,” he said as he made his way over to you, looking you up and down as if he had been waiting for this moment.

It doesn’t take long for his hands to find their way under your shorts’ leg bands. You enjoyed the new feeling of warmth emitting from his rough hands.

“do I?” You did know what he meant but you just wanted to try and seem flirty.

He scoffed in response to that, rolling his eyes and removing his hands from your thighs.

“I was joking~ come on” you took his hand in yours and guided it back to your thighs, already missing the feeling of them.

“you play too much,” with a single quick move, he snatched you up in his arms, making your legs wrap around his waist.

“Johnny, wait-” was the only thing you managed to say before he started to kiss you, getting a taste of the chapstick and smelling the perfume you showered yourself with.

The lotion made your skin smooth and soft as he rubbed one hand on your leg and the other found its way under your hoodie to support your lower back

“been waiting for this-” he bit your lower lip, wanting more of you, “-for some time now.”

He didn’t move you over to his bedroom just yet, wanting to savor you more. The taste of strawberry made him want to lick his lips after he was done with you. At this point your body started heating up, feeling a heavy blush overtake your face and your eyes fluttered with lust. The heat emitting from your body and the fact that you were wearing a hoodie did not go together.

“It’s so hot in here,” you exclaimed, breaking the kiss to fan yourself with your hand.

“So let's take this hoodie off. It’s 80 degrees, what were you thinking?” He chuckled, setting you down again on the chair and hovering his hands over the waistband of your hoodie.

He wanted to tease you- to make sure you felt desperate for his touch. He took his time lifting your hoodie, observing your expressions to see if you were still comfortable.

“Why are you taking so long,” you pulled your hoodie over your head, setting it down on the chair next to you.

His eyes were staring at your now exposed body with eyebrows raised and a small ‘o’ shaped mouth.

“What?? what's wrong?” you glanced down to see what he was looking at and immediately realized what made him become so shocked: you had no bra on.

“So ya came prepared, huh?” he looked into your eyes, a smirk on his lips as he took a hold of your waist and pulled you off the chair and into him.

He wanted to take you right then and there but he knew that he couldn’t just yet. You tugged at his shirt wanting him to take it off and he received your message loud and clear, taking his shirt off and watching you stare at his abs.

His lips attacked yours once more earning him a muffled moan that vibrated against his lips, his hands now exploring your chest and bare abdomen.

“You feel so good,” he paused and whispered in your ear before diving back into kissing you, his hands squeezing your hips.

His strong arms wrapped around you once again, pressing you flat against his body as if to eliminate any space that could’ve possibly remained between you. He started to walk towards his bedroom, enraptured by the taste of strawberry on your lips.

He stumbled slightly as he made his way to his room while carrying you, hitting the walls and corners on the way there. Neither of you really cared to let go of each other to let him see the obstacles in his way. He set you down on the floor and turned you to face the bed, standing behind you towering over your shorter figure.

“I feel so bare…” you looked down at your feet feeling a bit vulnerable.

“You look beautiful,” he said, finding the crook of your neck and kissing it gently with hands snaking around your waist.

His hands ran across your skin, rising from your waist to your breasts and giving them a firm squeeze, reveling in the feeling of your soft skin.

“I don’t feel it..” you crossed your arms over his hands, feeling too exposed.

He brought his hands down from your breasts to hold your elbows, sliding them down to your sides.

“I’ll make ya feel it,” smirking against the skin of your neck he now used your hands— which were being held by him— to make you caress yourself.

Wanting you to feel yourself. Wanting you to feel how good you felt to him. How your skin felt soft and tender under his touch. He brought your fingers up to your mouth so you could suck on them. You parted your lips and did as he wanted, sucking on your them until they were decently wet.

“Does that feel good?” he moved your now wet fingers to your right nipple, making you swirl it and play with it.

He used your other hand to massage your left titty, which made you squeeze your eyes in satisfaction.

“Yeah… it does,” You whimpered in response, allowing yourself to be vulnerable in his presence and arching slightly at the feeling of his body pressed up against your own.

He let your hands go, encouraging you to keep playing with yourself without his help. He held your hair up, wanting to have more access to you and began leaving a trail of kisses that started at the back of your neck and went down to the middle of your back then to your sides where he left a love bite. Unzipping your shorts, he slowly slid them down, watching them fall off to reveal your thong.

“Who would've thought you owned a thong huh?” he smiled cheekily, now sliding his hands up your legs stopping at your hips.

He lowered himself, bathing your hips in kisses and gentle squeezes. His rough yet gentle handling fueling a fire in you. He didn’t speak for a while before he suddenly spun you around and pushed you to the edge of the bed.

“Johnny—” you yelped, a bit shocked as he pushed you rather harshly.

He placed a knee under your own and pushed it to the side, wanting to get a better view while his other leg was placed on the edge of the bed for support. He lowered his body to give you a quick peck before kneeling down. ‘A munch has got to eat I guess’ you thought, smiling down at him as you watched him kiss up your thighs, the feeling of his teeth scraping against your skin sending shivers up your spine.

“If you move I'll stop. I wanna take my time with you” he said, sliding your thong down and chucking it to the side.

“That’s not gonna be a problem,” you confidently replied.

He smirked up at you, knowing you wouldn't be able to hold still at all. He stroked the inside of your thighs with one hand while he drew his thumb gently along your slit with the other, making you shiver at the cool sensation of his fingers. He wanted to make sure you enjoyed this whole thing. He began tracing your clit in the slowest, faintest circles.

“That feels… nice. I like—” your sentence was cut short when you suddenly felt his thumb press more against your clit and his soft strokes became more prominent. You rolled your hips, trying to chase his hand.

“yeah, you like that doll?” you felt his smile against your skin as his kisses came dangerously close to your pussy.

He moved his hand from your clit down to your entrance sliding his fingers in and out of you, his mouth open as he watched you squirm at the slow pace while pondering if he should just give it to you straight.

“Why are you going so slow Johnny,” you said while straining your body to get him to speed up, which he happily obliged to.

He began pumping in and out of you while he sucked on your clit, sending pleasure straight to your core. You whimpered at his fast pace and that skilled tongue of his, arching as you combed your fingers through his hair with a sigh of relief. The slow pace was agonizing and this felt so much better. The tip of his tongue began rapidly pounding against your clit. The room was silent except for the occasional wet sounds and moans that emitted from you. You tried to close your legs due to a tightening feeling forming in your stomach, which made him immediately stop what he was doing.

“Why’d you stop johnny?” you huffed in frustration with a displeased look on your face, not wanting him to stop.

“I told you not to move darling. You have to listen to me,” He went back to that same slow, excruciating pace as he circled your clit with his other hand stretching you out slowly, “but if you beg I’ll make ya cum real quick. Would you like that baby?” his head was tilted and he was smiling at you; he knew you wanted it badly.

“tsk.. please johnny… can you please make me cum? I’m begging you,” you begged with pleading eyes.

He chuckled in response, “yes ma’am.”

He loved the way you begged and the way his name rolled off your tongue. He immediately dove back into your cunt eating you out like it was his last meal. He gripped your legs to prevent you from moving which you were thankful for.

“Fuckkk,” you dragged that word out with a whimper, feeling that familiar knot in your stomach.

You whispered his name like it was a prayer, your high slowly approaching as you squirmed. You reached up to cup your breast, throwing your head back in pleasure. Letting out a loud moan you stopped moving, feeling your release finally arrive. But Johnny kept going.

“Keep going pretty girl,” he helped you ride out your high with his fingers as he went up to kiss you passionately.

“you’re so good at this…” you huffed, out of breath from your orgasm.

“And we haven't even started yet,” he stood up, taking his belt off and unzipping his pants.

He gave his dick a quick pump before stroking your slit with it. You jumped at the feeling of it, your clit still sensitive. He rubbed his dick against your clit a few times before slowly inserting just the tip, both of you taking in a sharp inhale at the feeling.

“Fuck…” He purred lowly.

He wasn’t particularly big but he wasn't small either, he was the perfect size for someone who knew what he was doing. You put your arms on his broad shoulders as his arms held your lower thighs. He placed them on each of his sides, leaving marks on them from how tight he was gripping you. He took it slow— inch by agonizing inch— watching with his mouth agape at your cunt stretching itself out for him. The tightness forced him to stuff himself fully inside you. He took this time to find your hand and interlace his with yours, wanting you to feel more connected with him.

“You’re really tight baby, you holding up all good?” he whispers in your ear, kissing your cheek followed by your lips.

“y-yea just getting used to you I guess,” you mumbled, avoiding eye contact; you’d rather not look at him as he’s stuffing you like a thanksgiving turkey.

“Good,” he started to slowly move, making sure you could get used to him.

His hand slipped away from yours, finding its way to your clit again and rubbing circles on it. You let out a muffled whimper as he kept touching you but you quickly covered your mouth.

“It's okay, let me hear ya pretty moans now,” he said looking down at you, trying to speed up his pace now that you were comfortable under him.

You let yourself be heard but kept your hand over your mouth, hiding your face from your boyfriend.

“Why are you hiding now, you’re so pretty,” he moved your hair out of the way.

Instead of pulling your hand away you kept it there, not wanting him to see your face.

“What are you doing that for?” He said with an eyebrow quirked, his hands moved to grip your wrists, pulling them to your sides making you be seen by him, “there you are…” you had no choice but to be seen struggling under his grip.

“yea I wanna see you, wanna see your face,” he was inches away from your face, just watching the way you moaned and how your eyebrows moved.

“stop looking so hard-” you playfully push him away, using the hand that was covering your mouth to cup your tits again.

“But you look so pretty baby,” he said while pulling you by the legs so he could close any distance between you, needing to feel you as much as humanly possible.

You felt your stomach tighten and put one of your hands on his shoulder, looking for something to grab onto. You were ready to feel your orgasm again, remembering how good it felt the last time.

“uh-uh baby. I need to get some pleasure too,” he said, removing his hand from your clit and increasing the speed at which he was pumping into you.

You pulled him in and switched positions so that now you were on top, “then let me make you feel good,” you had been waiting to say that, smiling hard at him seeing his shocked face.

“Okay then make me feel good my little cowgirl.”

You weren’t a cowgirl but you were gonna ride him like one.

“What feels good to you?” At first you were just dragging yourself on him. It felt good to you but does he feel the same?

“Give it a little bounce princess,” he looked up at you with a smirk on his lips, enjoying the view of you rubbing yourself on him and finding it pleasurable.

“Like this?” you were clueless on what made him feel good but you were trying.

You bounce on him trying to give him any pleasure you could. You kept bouncing, feeling his dick hit that tender spot inside you. You were messy and that's exactly how he liked it.

“Mhm keep going,” he let out a low moan, encouraging you to keep bouncing on his dick, but as you do it, it slips out all of a sudden.

“oh sorry…” you were a bit awkward but you redeemed yourself when you wrapped your hand around his throbbing cock, moving your hand from base to tip then back and finally slipping it back inside with a yelp.

He didn’t say it but that was pretty hot, he wished you would take his dick more often in the future, wrapping your small hands around him and pumping him before entering you.

“Talk to me johnny I wanna know how you feel,” you pleaded with your eyes, genuinely just wanting to know if he was enjoying this.

“Shhh,” he hushed you as one of his hands moved to your left boob, giving it a squeeze and the other hand squeezed your ass.

He was definitely enjoying himself having you on top of him; titties bouncing, a flushed look on your face, and your eyes almost closed.

“Mmm fuck I’m close,” he said moving his hands to your hips now gripping them with force, making you bounce at the speed that he commanded. He was thrusting up into you now with a sloppy rhythm, longing for that feeling of release.

“Me too,” you moaned, taking one of your hands that were supporting you down to your clit and rubbing and scissoring rapidly trying to chase your own orgasm.

“You’re so greedy,” he chuckled, seeing you so desperately trying to play with yourself, he slapped your hand away and rubbed your clit for you.

You both began moaning loudly as your orgasms were rapidly approaching. He came first, thrusting himself deep into you trying to pump you full of his load. He watched intently as you kept riding him, rubbing your clit and making you come undone on top of him, mixing your fluids together.

“So this was your first time, right?” he said, pulling your limp body close to his and rubbing your back with him still inside you.

“yea…” you said, kinda embarrassed he knew immediately.

He had now touched you in places only he knew.

“It’s alright, you did really well. It doesn't matter to me if it was your first time or not. I’ll always prioritize you first. Always, my little cowgirl,” he said, using his hand to lift your face and give your lips— which were glossy from all the biting and licking— a kiss.

You felt so tired you didn't even notice him pushing you down on the bed and bringing some wipes to clean you up.

You began to grow sleepy, rolling to your side as you yearned for the perfect sleeping position. He watched you roll around before eventually settling in and falling asleep, and decided to give you one final kiss on the forehead to let you know that he was there for you while you slept.

#johnny slaughter #johnny slaughter x reader #johnny slaughter x you #johnny slaughter tcm #tcm #johnny tcm #texas chainsaw massacre #texas chainsaw fic #fluff #eventual smut

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larabiatasstuff · 7 months

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So this is a really weird one but bare with me on this. Let's imagine your at home and doing the usual beauty regime, and part of that would be waxing your legs at home. What do you you think your favourite characters reactions would be to seeing you do that without feeling hardly any pain at all....but then waxing a part of THEIR leg so they can see what you go through as a woman? Many thanks x

Don't worry anon it's absolutely not weird. I really like that kind of requests thank you for sending it 🖤

When it's weekend and time for your beauty routine which includes waxing your legs. Waxing is not a problem for you you did it so many times that you're barely feeling something. You're busy with waxing when you suddenly spot Terry in the door. "Hey honey can I help you?" "Sweetheart how can you do that with a straight face? That must hurt." "Not really I got used to it it's fine." You say but Terry doesn't seem to be convinced. "You wanna try it? Just for fun?" Terry thinks for a second and nods. You pat the spot next to you and he sits down. You put his leg on your, lap and put the warm wax on it before you cover it with the stripe then you look at him. "Ready?" "I'm ready." then you rip off the stripe with a fast movement. "Jesus Christ! Sweetheart that's... How can you say you get used to it, that really hurts. You don't have to do that anymore, you know I love you the way you are sweetheart." this brings a smile to your face. "I know honey but I wanna do that and it really doesn't hurt much anymore."

When he catches you waxing your legs he'd just stand there leaning against the doorframe admiring you. He loves every part of your body and especially when you're busy with your beauty routine." Hey baby. " " Oh hey honey hoe are you doing? " "I'm doing good baby, but honestly seeing you waxing your legs looks painful." "Oh it isn't that bad actually." he raises an eyebrow "Really? Let me try it." "Excuse me?" "You heard me I wanna try it. I wanna know how it feels." he said. "Alright, but honey it really hurts when you do it for the first time. Don't say I didn't warn you." so you applied some wax and put the stripe over it and ripped it off. "Arghh shit... ouch how can you do that regularly? I mean you know I appreciate that you want to look pretty for me but that doesn't mean you have to hurt yourself." "Firstly I do that for myself but of course I want to look pretty for you. Don't worry honey it's not that bad anymore."

Max always acts like he's the toughest man of them all. So when he sees you waxing your legs he'd totally wanna try it. "Max that hurts do you remember the eyebrow incident? This might be worse." "That's long forgotten babes also I'm very sensitive around my eyes, come on babes I wanna try it." You sigh "Alright but Max this really hurts." "It can't be that bad babes you do it without flinching. I can take it." "Okay, okay you want it, you got it. Put your leg on my lap." he did as I said and I started to put the wax on it. "This is actually pretty good." Max said. "That's just the start Max." You say and put the stripe over it. "Okay Max, are you ready?" "I was born readyyyy woah, woah stop wait a second." he said when you try to rip the stripe off. "Max I have to rip it off, like a bandaid, you'll see it will be over before you know it." "No babes seriously why are you doing this to yourself, this is torture!" "No it's not. You get used to it over the time, now stay still and let me rip that off." "No I'll do it myself, I won't let you rip my skin off." "Oh come on Max it isn't that bad." "Yes it is, if you excuse me I'm going to suffer somewhere else "

Part two 🖤

#thomas ian griffith #sensei targaryen #terry silver #cobra kai #Kk3 #max parish

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Y/n and Conrad’s Wedding

Warning: Mention of drinking, kissing, extreme cuteness, loud music, flashing lights,dancing, screaming

Also: This is just a story of how the wedding would have gone with Belly in YOUR perspective. It mentions the scene while Belly and Conrad dance on the ocean, but their are more details after. Instead Belly, Conrad, and Jeremiah are all siblings. Steven is your brother.

I hear someone walk into the room.

“Conrad if that’s you, you need to go I need to start getting ready for today,” I tell Conrad.

“Aww come on y/n, just a kiss,” Conrad begs. I pull off the blanket from on top of me and Connie runs up and kisses me. “Mm your going to look so beautiful,” he whispers into my ear. Fifteen year old me would be freaking out seeing Conrad and his soft side. It’s adorably cute, but I need to start getting ready. “Connie you need to go,” I say while pushing him out. Then Belly pops out of nowhere. “Time to get readyyyy,” Belly says looking all excited. “And time for you to leave,” she tells Conrad who’s still waiting at the door. He kisses me and then I push him out for the second time. “Belly I’m so excited, I get to marry Conrad the most handsome man alive,” I say squeaking to Belly. “Yes my brother is charming like that,” she says with a wink. I love Belly so much.

I insisted on having everything done at the beach house, including the wedding. I know Susannah would have loved my decision regardless. In my room I had gotten my hair done by Belly, and my makeup done by my mother. “Oh y/n Susannah would have loved to see you right now. You look gorgeous.”

Everyone always knew I was destined for Conrad, including Susannah. I had trouble deciding between the fisher brothers, and it was a rough path but here I am about to marry Conrad Fisher. “Thanks Mom, and didn’t you say Susannah left me a couple special things for my wedding?” I ask recalling Susannah’s last moments. I see my mom begin to tear up. They were best friends, in fact they were soulmates. Laurel and Susannah forever. “Yes she did. In fact let me go grab it right now.” They wedding is starting in just a couple hours, and Steven, Dad, Jere, and Adam were setting up everything outside. Hopefully the sunny weather will carry out until the wedding. Mom walks back into the room. I feel my eyes watering. I wipe quickly before my makeup gets ruined. It was an envelope and some jewelry. “She wanted you to read this note the night of your wedding, and to wear the jewelry.” The necklace and earrings shined. They were beautiful. “Thanks Mom,” I say then I whisper, “I love you Susannah”.

I put on my dress, then clip the earrings on and slip the necklace onto my necklace. I twirl in the room, smiling so hard that my cheeks hurt. Mom helps me put on the veil, and Belly fixes up the dress and touches up my makeup. She also looks beautiful as always. Belly is also my very gorgeous maid of honor.

It’s go time. I walk down the stairs, giving the bridesmaid a first look. Everyone oohs and she’s. “Damn y/n looking sexy as ever,” Nicole shouts. Everyone laughs. I met her at the deb ball when I was 15. Then the groomsmen walk in. I hear whistles and clapping, I smile and twirl around. Then my dad and I hook arms and Mom opens the door. The sun shines bright into my eyes. The decorations look amazing, thanks to my family, friends, and Taylor my bff. We reach Conrad and my dad lets go. Conrad’s eyes water, and so do mine. I say my speech and so does he. “I declare Y/n and Conrad Fisher husband and wife. You may kiss the bride,” and we kiss. I feel confetti and hear cheering all around. Conrad twirls me around, all while the sun beautifully sets.

“Hey Y/n, I have an idea just follow me,” Conrad says after everyone congratulates us and heads inside. We have a few minutes before everyone expects us inside. “Ok,” I say giggling like a little girl. We run down to the beach, and it begins to rain. Conrad picks me up and twirls me around. “I swear if you throw me in for a Belly flop, your going down with me handsome.” Belly flop was something we made up when Belly was little, and it occasionally happened to me. Conrad,Jere, and Steven would through us into the pool each time I came for the summer. It was tradition. “Then I guess we are going down baby,” and he throws me into the beautiful ocean. I laugh and we kiss. “We need to hurry up and get changed for the dance Y/n,” Connie says.

We run back from the ocean, dripping and water and my makeup completely ruined. Conrad stops and just stares at me. “I MARRIED THE MOST SEXIEST WOMAN ALIVE,” he screams and kisses me. We get back to the house, and quickly change. Finally party time. Me and Conrad do the first dance in my second dress, which is a subtle yet beautiful blue, with my hair up and wearing a flower crown. Then everyone starts dancing, or begin to get snacks. I head over to my girls. We shotgun beer, eat amazing snacks, and jam out. I swirl, and twirl around and then I grab Conrad. Time for our coordinated dance. The DJ switches it up to our song, and we start our dance. Everyone goes wild, and confetti is everywhere. After we finish, Conrad grabs me and holds me over his head while spinning.

Everyone leaves, and mom says she’ll clean up with everyone else in the family. Connie wants to go on a drive in my VW Bug with the roof open. We drive with slow music on, holding hands. I look up to the sky, and I feel happy. “I finally gave you the moon and the stars. Infinity,” he whispers and I kiss him. Then I look down and my Infinity necklace, and that moment I decided to read Susannah’s letter, and so does Conrad.

#tsitp #tsitp conrad #tsitpedit #conrad x belly #isabel conklin #lola is so cute lol #christopher briney #wedding #pov #conrad&y/n #the summer i turned pretty #tsitp fanfic #tsitp x you #tsitp x reader #tsitp imagine

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wench-and-jezebel · 1 year

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Dark Angel Reaction: Pollo Loco

Jezebel (@typicalopposite) reacts [with occasional asides by Wench (@scripted-downfall)]

The pre-episode conversation:

Wench: Here it is. You ready? ARE YOU READY???

Jezebel: YUSSSSS

Wench: I CAN'T HEAR YOU: ARE YOU READY??!?!?!

Jezebel: YUSSSSSSSSSSS

Wench: Okay. OKAY. Here. We. Go.

Jezebel: AHHHHHHHHHH! READYYYY????

Wench: YESSS

Jezebel: 3! 2! 3! 4! 5!

Wench: alsdkfjladskjf Gooooo

Jezebel: 4! 3! 2! 1! GOOOOO

– – –

GOD DAMN NOW A LIVE CHICKEN… Ma’am!

Foreshadowing

I FEEL YA OC

I FEEEL YAAAA OC! ☠️☠️

It’s Ben [Ben ded] Oh? [That's what they just said; they found a dead body with a barcode, and it's Ben] Well now I’m confused

Bby Ben [He was a storyteller :(] 😭😭😭

Wot? [Was this about the Nomlies?] I think yeah lol [Nomlies are, essentially, Manticore rejects. Flawed genetics, personalities, etc, to the point that they've been moved to the basement for reprogramming or permanent retirement]

…. Wait. Wait. 🤔🤔🤔🤔 WAIT. Isn’t that how she… Is this 🤔🤔🤔 [SPEAK] Is this the future and the episode is leading up to the death? [*whistles*]

[Nope. I just lied to you] You. My friend. Are a *redacted OFMD!Izzy cursing*

[Ma'am didn't say the nickname :(] LINTLICKERRR [There we go] 🙂

OOOOHHHH AHHHHH [This is a thing now :)] LIKE FUCKING NAILLSSSSS ON A CHALKBOARD

Bruh [Ma'am didn't even wait for a response] WHY NOT TELL HIM [Max is being Max again, what can I say] *sigh*

[I'm actually starting to recognize the kids this go-round]

Holy hell deep voice

[I don't know if that kid's dealing with the tryptophan thing btw]

When he said the blue lady was he referring to the Virgin Mary? [Yup. Ben storytelling again]

ACKLESSSSS HAS ARRIVEDDDD [He has indeed]

BUDDY WHATCHA DOING 👀👀👀 [Being homicidal. As one does.]

👀👀👀

Well damn

[Okay, look. I know we know that she was lying. But to be fair. It's kinda ridiculous that they act like the kids would all be recognizable. It's been. 11. Years.] Yeah that’s fair… But I mean I think I look like me from 11 years ago ☠️ [You didn't go through puberty in that time tho. I think they were like. 9]

["Closest thing to a brother" Bitch, ZACH IS SUPPOSED TO FILL THAT SPOT] Excuse you Zach doesn’t need to be filling no spots 👀😮‍💨🤢 [MA'AM WATCH THE SHOW]

‘Cause I’m an angsty bitchhhhhhh *sigh*

[Church] Time to repent. Then kill the priest. Then repent again. ["There's things, there's…people… feelings that I want to experience differently than I have before"] 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Awww man… Teef. That’s brutal. Blech [“Summer teef. Sum 're teef, sum 'ren't”] ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️

☠️☠️☠️☠️ Noooo

Priest is like… ma’am you gud [No, she ain't]

I had stuff to say but Ackles has reappeared instead (like an Angel)

Oooh jumpscare

The smileee

The smile is gone 🙁

Uhhh no… I don’t

Speed run ["Blurring," in the in-universe speak]

☠️☠️☠️ I swear he comes in so randomly WITH GROCERIES like

– – –

Wench: What were you saying when Ackles showed up? alskdjf

Jezebel: 😮‍💨😮‍💨 It was a joke and I don’t fully remember it enough to retype ☠️ Ackles just rewired my brain and it erased. Irrelevant. Non existent.

Wench: :))) Fair

Jezebel: But noooo the smile at Max 😮‍💨😮‍💨 I- I swoo— I’m married sir how dare you

Wench: Nooo

Jezebel: I- I have forgotten how to midpoint! All I wanna do is fangirl rn ☠️ and he’s only been in two scenes

Wench: I almost spilled my cereal at that one alksdjflaksdjf But I understand completely

Jezebel: Will be a better endpoint

Wench: Aight… on we go?

Jezebel: YESSSS

– – –

The priest is gonna get ded

“Faith in the lady” That’s… ok 🤣🤣🤣

Priest is like… shit. Time to find another line of work

[The eagerness with which he seized on the soldier explanation 😭] 😭😭😭

“The lady” I’m dying

Oh noooo

I fucking jumped

["I'm not a liar"... murder = okay, lying = not. This says something]

Ok I see what he’s doing I think

I’d be ded. “Slide the wot IN WHERE!?! Pretty boy help!”

“Click”? Oh, or maybe it was loaded after all

Poor priest

A lot, lady. A lot

[Poor Ben having a crisis of faith :(] 💔💔💔 Damn. It be like that kid

Oooop [He invaded her perch] He gonna start talking in circles now [He already did... Devour-coded] ☠️☠️☠️☠️

[THIS IS THE "SHE"! (The one I said to be concerned about)] Ohhhh… That wants the kids killed? [Yup]

[X5-493 = Ben, btw] 494 Alec? [Yup. And X5-452 = Max, iirc]

Ohhhhh military Karen [She calls him Deck] Milataren… Lintlicker and Militaren.

[Oop- Ben is back. Important scene!]

Bruh he looked back like oh shit [She annoys me here too btw. Like. bro, your brother is clearly losing himself. And you're more interested in being bitchy about it than being caring. “Bet he’d love to figure out what the hell went wrong with you.” Whyyyy did that need to be said?]

Lintlicker is like a fucking dog fighter with his little gaggle of pit bulls

Oh shit, crazy kids [Azazel-coded] Ooooof, trueee [I heard it in his voice alksdj]

[he wears fine blood well] ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️ [Sorry, kinda had to]

Logan whatchu doin [He sneak]

Lintlicker whatchu doin [He protecc his kid]

Oooop- Logan you been had

["You think because she's so pretty, she isn't as dangerous?" Bruh, there was a whole unit designed to use attraction as a weapon asldkfj *cough cough* Alec] ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️

[I'd be concerned about Ben too, tbh]

Ooooop [“Do you hate yourself that much?” Yes He does. Have you not been watching?]

[This woman sees her brother losing himself and is like. Aight. I got this. Let me make it worse!] ☠️☠️☠️

AHHHH

NOOOOO

THE SAD

OMG HIS HEIGHTTT. It’s visible here

YOU COULDN’T HAVE DONE THAT THE WHOLE TIME??? [Her physical acting there was so weird]

Ooooop

Oh. The forest. THE forest. Ack. ACKKKK. [:)]

[This man playing the actual original comic book villain: "It seems his faith wasn't strong enough."] RIGHT

OH CRAZY SMILE

BRUH

HOLY SHIT

Oh. Oh that’s broken. Ack

OH SHIT

ACK

AAAAAAACK ["Ben, I can't carry you; we'll both get caught" Bitch, tell that to your pilot-episode self]

ACKKKKKKK

HIS VOICE [I KNOW]

ACHKKS

Nooooooo

Why couldn’t you just do it

Why

We don’t need a story

Ack

Ooooof

Ack [Coherency has gone bye-bye]

Welp… Ack

Mood, Max

I’m

Ack

Also tho. The thing back then isn’t entirely fair they were kids

The priest is gonna be like…. Nope

[Priest survived, but he also has a weirdo barcode tattooed on his neck, and that's gonna make his life hella tricky in s2] Ohhhh, he comes back? [Nope. They forget about it. But everyone learns about the Manticore barcodes. And that's the main way of IDing transgenics. So like… Buddy boutta get slammed.] ☠️☠️☠️☠️ Fair

– – –

Jezebel: So, like, endpoint…. What even is an endpoint?

Wench: "Ack,” perhaps?

Jezebel: What even is life? I’m not ok

Wench: I broke you alskdjf

Jezebel: … Ack. Which is like ack…les. So even more ack. I hope you and the minions are satisfied. Evil. Evillllll! ACKKKK!!!!! I AINT EVEN GET ANY JAM PONY TO MAKE IT BETTER

Wench: Okay, but s2 is better! Alec is only three episodes away!

Jezebel: I got two seconds of OC- THAT’S A WHOLE THREE HOURS AWAY! 😭 180 minutes

Wench: Do you see what I mean about it being the best episode of season 1 though?

Jezebel: Yes! It very much so was!

Wench: HAH!

Jezebel: Also noooooo the titleeee makessss sense nowwwwww!!! Ackkkkkkkkk What am I doing with this pain???? It’s like a reverse gift

Wench: You just kinda acked your way through the emotional scenes; I sent the script so you can compose your thoughts :)

Jezebel: Ohhhh. Well… That was a lot of 😦 Like, I get him going crazy. Also, I think I missed a part of Logan saying he had been doing this for a while (How long is the part I missed)

Wench: I don't think they said how long it was. But, regardless, Lydecker's been covering for Ben. Shutting down the investigations and all.

Jezebel: And, about that… On one hand I could go the anti Lintlicker route and say he’s only covering his ass because the woman wants to put them down and he doesn’t want to. And it’s nothing about him caring about them or anything. But I could also go the pro Lydecker route and say he was trying to cover it up to get to him so they could in his eyes fix the problem and he would have another “kid” home.

Wench: I think it's probably a mix of both, tbh. He does care about them, but, like we've discussed, in a twisted kinda way? So it might have been a "bring him home if we can" kinda thing. And… thoughts on Max?

Jezebel: She was meh at best this episode but the end, with the story, I really felt for her.

Wench: Yeah, I get that. I don't fully agree --- I think her handling of the Ben situation was pretty atrocious, tbh, even if it did end up working for a bit --- but otherwise... yeah, not bad. And the end was kinda hard to fully hold against her. (Also, talk about a picturesque death scene alsdkfj)

Jezebel: Right?! Like, oh, let’s have this lovely scenery, and plop a dead kid in his sister’s arms… oh, and sister is the murderer… Like… Wot? Ack

Wench: Also, the childishness of the way he was speaking tho 😭

Jezebel: I KNOWWW 😭😭😭😭 Budddyyyyy

Wench: Honestly, the character as a whole has that quality. He's so... beseeching. Legitimately, all he wants is someone to understand 😭 He tries to get that with the priest in the confessional --- "I'm a soldier"--- and with Max at the tower --- "Don’t tell me you don’t wake up with the sound of your heart pounding in your ears." --- and then again with Max at the end. Even the goading-Max-into-hitting-him bit. He wanted her to understand the violence and she didn't even give him that 😭

Jezebel: 🥺🥺🥺 I just 😭😭😭😭 He’s such a good actorrrrr 😭😭😭

Wench: Agreed... *sigh* But there ya go! Ben episode!

Jezebel: *sigh* indeed!

Wench: Final thoughts?

Jezebel: … ACK

#dark angel #dark angel reactions #reactions #episode reactions #s01e17 #pollo loco #max guevara #logan cale #ben #jensen ackles #jezebel (pr)

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blackhakumen · 1 year

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Mini Fanfic #1037: Home is Where the Heart Lies (Sonic X SSBU)

7:56 p.m. at Angel's Island.......

Omega stand firm and tall in front of the Master Emerald, scanning around the area to see if there isn't anymore intruders present in a mid, far, and close radius. As the scanner indicates that are no threats insight, the Ultimate E-Series robot closes his eyes as he relaxes eases down on his posture. That is until.....

'Twig Snap'

Omega: (Eyes Immediately Widens at the Nearby Sound in Question as He Activates a Loud Alarm From his Chest) EMERGENCY ALERT! EMERGENCY ALERT! (Turns his Mechanical Hands into Dual Machine Guns) Any unfamiliar faces and/or threats trespasses into private property will be eliminated within-

???????: OMEGA! WAIIIIT!!!

Omega uses his scanner to see two boxing, spiked gloved hands waving at him from a mid distance below. Brief seconds of analyzation later and his scanner viewpoint has turned red to green as he sees the presence of a very familiar face.

???????: DON'T SHOOT! IT'S ME!!!

Omega: Knuckles.....(Deactivate his Machine Guns and Siren) the Echinda? (Steps Cloeser Towards the Stair Case) Have you finally return from the unknown?

Knuckles: Yep. (Walks Up the Stairs While Letting Out a Sigh) I'm back home. Did you.......(Raises an Eyebrow in a Bit of Confusion) Seriously guarded the Master Emerald for me while I was gone the week whole?

Omega: (Nodded To Knuckles) Affirmative. Rouge and Shadow have taken the liberty to watch your territory for approximately four and a half days after the day of sudden disappearance. All while I was tasked to secure this all powerful artifact by any means necessary.

One of Eggman's beaten down robots struggling to raise his hand up in the air before it gets annihilated completely by Omega's laser palm blast.

Knuckles: (Let's Out a Lightly Chuckle) Seems like you clearly don't have any problems on your end. (Turns Back to Omega with a Soft Smile) Really appericate the lookout, man.

Omega: (Smiles Back at Knuckles) No form of gratitude is necessary seeing that you have returned and are well. In the meantime....(Starts Tapping on Ear Piece Communicator on the Side of his Head) Allow me contact Rouge to come over and-

??????: KNUUUUUUUUCKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!!!!!!!!

Knuckles: (Eyes Widened in Horror at What is Flying Towards Him at a Very Fast Speed) Oh......no-

Before he could try and process what is going on at this very moment, the poor echinda was immediately swept up his feet by his jewelry loving girlfriend, Rouge the Bat, as she sends him flying around the air in circles in her arms.

Omega: Oh.....(Lowers his Arm Down in a Deadpinned Look on his Face) Nevermind. She's here.

Rouge: (Glaring at her Boyfriend In Tears) YOU STUPID IDIOT!!~ Where the hell have you been in these past few days!? I was worried SICK ABOUT YOU!!!!

Knuckles: DAMNIT! ROUGE! WILL YA-JUST-CALM- DOWN-AL-READYYYY!!!

Rouge: NO! I'll calm down AFTER I'm done giving you a PIECE OF MIND!

Rouge continues to scold the hurl endose Knuckles in a Loopie Loop as Omega watches them from the ground.

Shadow: (Walks in Besides Omega) He's finally back I see.

Omega: Affirmative. (Turns to Shadow) How did Rouge figured out that Knuckles would be here?

Shadow: Bat hearing. Apparently it's powerful enough to hear from far away distances.

Omega: Interesting facts.

Shadow: (Takes a Look at the Piles of Dismantled Roboys Around him and Omega) You do know you're gonna have to clean all of this up, right?

Omega: (Slouches his Posture Dpwn With a Deadpinned Look on his Face) I am aware......

Few Minutes at Knuckles' House's Dining Room........

Shadow: (Arms Crossed) I see....So you're telling us that you and the others were summoned into a cyber, disconnected universe for a whole week just lore in Sonic?

Knuckles: (Sitting Next to Rouge) Yep. And yhe whole place itself was all created by some little, floating girl named Sage. Don't know what's her here deal is, but she seems to be close to Eggman of all people.

Omega: Who wants to bet that she is one of his many creations who will potentially be underutilized in the future?

Knuckles: (Chuckles a Bit) Wouldn't be too surprising if that were the case, big guy. We'd be loaded with cash if we ever place that bet on the table. ('Sigh') But still, being in that dimension for so long.....has actually got me thinking

Rouge: (Raises an Eyebrow in Curiosity) About?

Knuckles: About my role here as guardian. I've been doing this for God knows how time now. About how I was destined this role since birth and......how I didn't need any help or.....('Sigh') hell, even company from anyone. But now.... (Looks Up at the Ceiling) looking back all the crazy, sort of fun adventures I've been apart of and....(Turns to Everyone in the Room) meeting all of you guys made me realize that maybe.....I'm not cut out to do this full time, you know?

Omega: Are you applying that you will be stepping down from your position as guardian?

Knuckles: What? (Shakes his Head and Hands at Omega in Front of Him) No, no, I'm not quiting the role anytime soon. I mean, I'm literally the last of my race. (Snickers a Bit) And I'm pretty sure my ancestors would try and haunt me in my dreams if they ever find out I'm quitting out of the open.I just....don't want to spend the rest of my life being coop up in here guarding that Emerald. I wanna go out, explore more, go treasure hunting, go out to eat or hang out and junk! I'll even go on missions with you guys if it could help pass up my boredom. If the...(Starts Rubbing The Back of his Head Back and Forth While Blushing a Little) offer of me joining the team still stands, of course.

Rouge turns her head towards her two teammates for their thoughts of the matter.

Shadow: (Shrugs) I suppose having one more member to the group wouldn't hurt anyone, especially with all the missions we've been getting lately.

Omega: In layman's terms: The More, The Merrier.

Rouge: (Let's Out a Sigh Before Turning Back to Knuckles) Alright, Knuckie, we'll let you join our team. (Pulls Up a Finger) But on one condition.

Knuckles: Which is?

Rouge: (Hugs Knuckles' Arm) If you ever do get kidnapped or sent into another dimension, at least have the common decency to take me with you~

Knuckles: (Chuckles Lightly) Pretty sure that's not how kidnapping works, Bat Girl.

Rouge: ('Scoffs') Please. You've been missing for a whole week and you think I care? (Let's Out a Huge Yawn and Stretches her Arms Up Before Going Back to Hugging Knuckles' Arm) As long as I get to by your side through the whole thing then ('Yawn')....so.....be.....ittt.....

Knuckles: Rouge?

Rouge: (Fell Asleep on Knuckles's Arm) Zzzzzzzzzzz....

Knuckles: She's tuckered out.....

Shadow: Well, we did spent the entire week searching for your whereabouts. She's the only one out of the rest of us who hardly got any sleep until now. Goes to show how much she really cares.

Knuckles: (Sees Rouge's Sleeping Face as He Begins to Smile Softly) Yeah. I noticed. (Turns to Shadow and Omega) Thanks for everything you've done for me up to this point. (Turns Back to his Girlfriend) You top, Rouge. (Kiss the Top of Rouge's Head) I love you.

Meanwhile Outside of the Smash Mansion..........

Amy: (Standing in Front of the Mansion's Front Door With Sonic By her Side While Letting a Sigh of Relief) Finally.....It's been a long week, but we're finally back home where we belong.

Sonic: (Sighs in Relief as Well as He Places his Habd onto His Stomach) And about time too. All this running around through that crazy cyberspace actually got me craving for turkey right about now.....(Turns to Amy) How are you feeling from all of this?

Amy: Hmm...(Shakes her Jand From Side to Side) So-so. I surprisingly learned a lot from being in that place for this long. But I'm still glad all of us got out of there in- (Eyes Suddenly Widens at the Realization) WAIT. Didn't you said that Big was there too!? (Grabs Both Sides of her Hair in Fear) W-We have to go back for him-

Sonic: (Places his Hand onto Amy's Shoulder) Amy, Amy, relax for me, 'kay? This is Big we're talking about here. I'm sure find his way out there. Eventually. Hopefully.

Amy: ('Sigh') If you're really certain.....(Immediately Starts Shaking her Head) B-But that's all beside the point. (Turns Back her Boyfriend) How are you feeling?

Sonic: (Starts Scratching Behind his Quills) Eh. Same as you honestly. Live and learned, glad to be back home, and....(Gently Grabs his Arm and Softly Rubs it) to be whole again.

Amy: (Raise an Eyebrow in a Bit of Confusion) Be whole agai- (Starts to Realize What Sonic is Talking About) Sonic, Are you talking about the time you were.....(Lowers Her Ears Down in Worry and Sadness) You know.....

Sonic: Corrupted? Yeah. I... think I am. (Chuckles a Bit Bitterly) I mean, it's dumb right? Thinking about all of this now of all times. Being frozen, unresponsive....I-I mean, sure, it....didn't really last for that long, but....the thought of being in a limbo like....not being able to walk, talk, breathe...not being seeing or....even hear from you guys again.....(Realizes That There's Tears Forming in his Eyes Before Quickly Wiping Them Off) L-Like I said, it's stupid.

Amy: (Hesitantly but Eventually Gently Places her Hand on Top of Sonic's) Hey, I know everything back there was scary for all of us, but we're out now. Free to go back to our regularly scheduled lives, maybe even go our and do more if we ever want to set our minds to it.

Sonic: Like......(Slowly Looking Back Up to his Girlfriend) maybe....sort of....take part of that Chili Dog eating contest on of these day?

Amy: (Gives Sonic a Bit of a Weirded Out Look on her Face)......Not....the activity I thought you would say....(Smiles Sheepishly) But if that's really what you wanna do someday, then yeah, go nuts. ('Sighs') Look, I know this isn't something you could just shake it off that easily, but please understand that you're not and never will be alone in all of this. You have me, Tails, Knuckles, your mother, father, Shadow and everyone else in that mansion you can always come to just to talk. We love you, Sonic, and that no amount of corruption or loneliness is ever gonna change that.

Sonic: (Stares at Amy For a Brief Second Before Letting Out a Genuine Laugh With Tears Still Falling Down his Eyes) Look at you taking charge again!~ I really have rubbed off on your.

Amy: (Giggles Softly) Indeed I did!~ (Places Both of her Hands Onto Sonic's Cheeks While Using One of Her Thumbs to Wipe the Tears Away) And I'll be happy to do it again whenever you're in the verge of breaking down. You're my everything.

Sonic: (Happily Nodded to Amy as His Heart Begins to Melt in Genuine Happiness) I know. Thanks for being in my life, Ames.

Amy: (Smiles Bacl at her Blue Hedgehog). Thank you loving me~

The couple begins to slowly approach each other for a kiss on the lips, until.....

'DOOR OPENS'

?????: SONIC!?

Sonic and Amy gets startled before turning around to see Peach everyone else present inside the mansion, staring at them.

Sonic: Uh.....(Chuckles Awkwardly) H-Hey, you guys! L-Long time, no see.

'Silence'

Sonic: (Places his Hands in Front of Him in Defense) Now....I know we've been gone for like five.....four and a half days, give her take, but hey! At least we made here just in time for Thanksgiving dinner!

Everyone still remains quiet towards the Hedgehog as Peach begins to cover her mouth in tears.

Sonic: ('Sighs in Defeat') Okay, look. I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry for disappearing on you guys out of the blue like that and I'm really sorry for making you all worried sick about for this lo-

Peach: My....('Sniff') My....('Sniff') M-M-My-y-y......MY BABY BOYYYYYYYYYY!!!!~ (Immediately Dash her Way Towards Sonic and Pick Him Up With a Very Tearful Hug) You're back hooooome!!~

And just like that, the entire crowd begins run over to the duo and joins in on the group group hug, causing Amy to step aside and witness a huge, heartfelt family reunion woth a smile on her face.

Amy: Yeah. We're back home.

?????: Thank goodness.

Amy turns to see Mario walking up beside her with a genuine worried look on his face.

Mario: Where have you two went off to this entire time?

Amy: We've been transported into another dimension, sir. (Starts Rubbing The Back of Her Quills Back and Forth) It's kind of a long, complicated story actually........

Mario: (Starts at Amy For a Brief Second Before NoddingatHer Woth a Smile on his Face) Take all the time in the world to tell us whenever either of you are ready. In the meantime, Momma Peach and I made a special Strawberry Shortcake with your name on it~

Amy: ('GASPS') Really?~ For me!?~

Mario: Yep. We noticed how much you wanted to make one yourself a few days ago, so we decided to make one for you for your return.

Amy: (Almost at a Loss For Words as She Happily Hugs the Red Plumber Beside Her) Mr. Mario, thank youuuu!~

Mario: (Hugs Amy Back) Not a problem, dear. Anything for our future daughter-in-law.

Amy: Yea- (Eyes Begins to Widened Again as She Starts to Blush Bright Red) F-Future.....Daughter-in-law....(Quickly Pulls Away From Mario While Using her Hands to Hold Her Blushing Cheeks And Twisting From Side to Side) O-O-Oh gosh...Future Daughter-in-Law? I-I mean, i-i-it would be an a honor and dream come true to marry your son one of these days, but I don't know! Do you think I would be a good enough wife to him or- (Continues to Mumble on About Her Potential Future With Sonic)

Mario: ('Sigh') To be young again.......

Bonus

The metal door automatically opens as Dr. Eggman and Metal Sonic speed walking their way to the main laboratory.

Eggman: Metal, have you informed Cubot and Orbot about the meeting?

Metal Sonic: (Simply Nodded)

Eggman: Alright, good. As it stands right now, you are the only three I could trust to share this information.

Metal Sonic: (Makes a Mechanic Like Soud While Tilting his Head)

Eggman: ('Scoffs') Honestly, Metal. Of course, I have another solid proof plan to beat that rodent in his own game, but that's not what the information I'm talking about here.

Metal Sonic: (Makes a Mechanical Sound)

Eggman: (Starts Rubbing The Back of his Head Back and Forth) Well.....I've been keeping this secret from you all for as long as I can remember at this point, but.....(Takes a Deep Breath Before Speaking Again) As soon as we get the proper blueprints we need to start the process.....

There's someone I would like you all to meet.

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jubiilee13 · 2 years

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*aggressive cough*

Imma write a paragraph of a Wilbur Pov and u have to guess who i am mk?

READYYYY

GO!

He never really liked to read. Odd right? He wrote a whole smp and yet he doesnt like to read. Well, not until he met you. Him and Ash had gone to the library to pick up a book for Ash. Ash had told Will to sit while he went to go ask for the book. So, Will sat down. He went on his phone before he felt a tap on his shoulder.

“Are you new here?”

A pretty girl stood in front of him with three books in hand. She smiled brightly as she put the books down on the floor beside him. She sat down next to him and opened a book. Still looking at him for a response.

“Uh no.”

(what! thats a lie!) he thought.

“Oh! I guess i just never see you then!”

“Haha.. yeah. I come early.”

“Huh…”

…

“Mk!” She said smiling. “I need to go. I’ll see you soon…” she paused waiting for my name.

“William. Or Will”

“Ok! See you soon Will!” She closed her book and got up.

I blushed a bit and she walked away.

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Thats how he started to come and read in the library every day.

(Mk who do u think i am?!) :D

UHHHHHHHHH IM ASSUMING UR A MOOT OF MINE ITS GIVING UMMMM.... EITHER @gaytoadwithapopsicle or @zooone

I PROBABLY GOT THIS VERY WRONG ITS LATE AND MY EYES ARE TIRED GIMME A BREAK SHAWTY BAE 😭

BUT THE WRTING SLAYS!!!

#IDK DONT KILL ME

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aalissy · 2 years

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Head-over-Heels

Here’s my latest chapter :). I hope you like it!! Can’t believe we only have 7 days left! I’m not readyyyy

AO3

The first time Adrien met Ladybug he fell head-over-heels for her. Quite literally. She came crashing into his life on a yo-yo, tying the two of them together as they hung upside-down. He knew right then and there just how special and lovely she was.

Every time they met afterward, Adrien still got that same rush. The same stomach flipping, heart racing, palms tingling feeling that came with loving her. He doubted that it would ever change.

Ladybug meant so much to him. He only wished that she could feel the same way about him. But that was impossible. There was that other boy. The one he would never be able to compete with.

With a small, quiet sigh to himself, Adrien moved his gaze from blankly staring at the television to the floor. All at once, the noise that he had shoved into the background stopped. Blinking, he brought his gaze back up to be greeted by a worried Ladybug. She had paused the movie they were watching and was now looking at him with concern.

A frown puckered her brow as she slowly shuffled towards him. “A-Adrien?” Ladybug asked almost hesitantly. “Are you alright? You’ve seemed distracted the whole time I’ve been here.”

“I-I’m fine, sorry.” He immediately waved off her worries with a light chuckle, giving her his best model smile. Adrien scratched the back of his neck as he nodded his head to the remote still in her hand. “You can play now. I promise I’ll pay attention.”

Instead of seeing the relieved grin on her face as her concerns were wiped away like most people’s, Ladybug’s furrow deepened. “No,” she said, slowly shaking her head. “You’re not okay. Something’s wrong.”

He drew in a shaky breath. Leave it to Ladybug to be one of the few people in this world who could tell that he was deep in thought. It only furthered his love for her. She just knew him so well.

Adrien practically burst with the urge to tell her at that moment. His lips begged him to reveal his love for her. He winced, quickly whipping his eyes away from her beautiful, sparkling blue ones. He stared solemnly at the floor, scrubbing a hand over his forehead. He was absolutely not going to tell her. Not if it had the potential to ruin his relationship with her as Adrien.

With his gaze fixed resolutely on the floor, he didn’t see her come even closer to him until a hand brushed lightly against his chin. He flinched slightly at the touch. Ladybug hesitated slightly before turning his head to meet hers.

Adrien’s heartbeat quickened as he looked at her. God, she was beautiful. Especially when she looked at him like that. Like all she wanted to do was pick him up and take him away from all of his worries.

“It’s alright,” she murmured, slowly caressing his cheek. A small smile made its way to her lips. “You can tell me. I-if you want to, that is.”

Adrien bit down hard on his lip. All he wanted to do was tell her. Every day all he thought about was just how much he loved her.

A pout puckered her pretty, pink lips before Ladybug asked delicately, “Is it about your father?”

“I love you,” he burst out. Immediately, he slapped a hand over his mouth. That was exactly what he didn’t want to say to her. Cursing himself, Adrien forcibly moved his head from her grasp and stared back down at the floor.

Great. Now he was going to be let down gently. Then she’d give him an awkward, forced grin before leaving. He’d probably never get another stolen moment with Ladybug as himself again. Swallowing thickly, he scolded himself mentally once more.

Adrien was about to bury his face into his hands when he felt a hand gently grab his chin once more. Blinking in surprise, he was met with Ladybug’s gaze once more. Her mouth was parted as she looked at him with tears brimming in her beautiful eyes. Wait... tears? Why was she crying? She was the one who was going to reject him.

“You... you love me?” she whispered, “R-really?”

Not trusting his voice, Adrien simply nodded. What was going on? He had never gotten this kind of reaction from her as Chat.

What he could only describe as a happy squeal left Ladybug’s lips before she launched herself at him. Shock flooded him as she kissed him, wrapping her arms around him tightly. In less than a second, Adrien got over his shock, moving his hands up to cup her face gently as he kissed her back.

This was everything that he had ever hoped for and more. And, finally, finally, they shared a kiss that both of them would remember. Melting into her arms, he darted his tongue out, tasting the wonderful cherry lip gloss on her lips.

Ladybug pulled back with a gasp, causing his eyes to slowly flutter open. Adrien ran his tongue over his mouth, wondering why she had stopped.

A hand clapped over her face as she shook her head. “I-I’m so sorry, Adrien. I shouldn’t have done that.”

“W-what do you mean?” His head was a whirl of confusion. Did this mean that she didn’t love him back? Why hadn’t she just said that instead of kissing him? Clearing his throat to try and get rid of some of his haze, he asked, “I don’t understand... Are you saying you don’t love me?”

“No, no! I do love you! For so long now!” Ladybug rushed out.

A giddy smile stretched across his face. Ladybug loved him. Ladybug loved him. Did that mean that he was the other guy this whole time? Adrien wondered if he could possibly be both that lucky and unlucky.

“Don’t look at me like that!” She pouted, a frown marring her features once more.

Adrien’s smile grew even wider. “Like what?”

“Like that!” Ladybug gestured at his face. “Like you’re a second away from kissing me.”

“Maybe it’s because I am a second away from kissing you,” he teased.

Utter delight flooded through him as he watched her face turn bright red. Her mouth flapped open and closed, looking like she almost wanted to take him up on his proposal.

Scooting towards her, Adrien took her hands in his. “I don’t understand. If we’re both in love why can’t we kiss?”

Ladybug groaned in frustration, shaking her head agitatedly. “Because I’m a superhero! If I kiss you then I’m putting you in danger. I can’t be the reason you get hurt, Adrien. I won’t let it happen.”

That familiar, determined look sparked in her eyes. He adored that look on her. Except that this time, that look was keeping him from being with her. Ladybug was stubborn but if he was finally given the chance to be with her, Adrien was going to do whatever it took to make it come true.

“What if no one ever has to know?” he asked, searching her face. He gave her hands a quick squeeze, trying to get her to agree.

She blinked, looking at him confusedly. “W-what?”

“What if we keep it to ourselves? What if we’re the only ones who know that we’re in a relationship?” Adrien asked, certain that his face looked as eager and hopeful as he felt.

Please, Ladybug. Just this once, let yourself be a little selfish.

“I-I don’t...,” Ladybug trailed off.

“If no one knows then there’s no risk of me getting hurt. I won’t be targeted. At least not as much as anyone else in Paris. Just please, let’s give this a try,” he pleaded.

He watched her swallow once, twice as she nibbled on her lip. Adrien was certain she was going to say no. Ladybug would leave and then they’d never speak of this again. Quick as a flash, though, she launched herself at him once more, pressing the softest pair of lips he had ever felt back on his lips.

Humming in utter surprise and contentment, Adrien deepened the kiss. This was everything he had ever wanted. He was not going to let anyone take it away from him. Finally, he would get to be with his lady.

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