#match jordan born

[farlydatau]

#gift ideas #gift #tshirts #tshirt #gifts #bestgift #gift idea #sneakerheads #sneakers #nike #Born X Raised #Nike SB Dunk Low #snikka match tees #One Block At A Time #shirt matching shoes #match jordan born #SB Deep Royal Blue #Matching Sneaker Tee #tee shirt to match #sneaker matching #On The Turf T Shirt #trending SB Dunk Tee #Dunks Low

[autisticarachnid]

gonna change a bit around location-wise in my au, but here is a formal announcement that salem’s birthplace has been changed from liverpool england to galway ireland !! they’re now and forever will be irish 😁😁

#i’m doing this to match my own irish heritage #so salem will be born in ireland 😤 #hp hogwarts mystery #hogwarts mystery mc #hphm #salem jordan

[coleszzzworld]

Baby daddy Keigo Takami (hawks) x fem reader (she/her pronouns.)

✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰

Author’s note ✰~(hey guys!:) , I really don’t have much to say , but I think I’m going to make a baby daddy series ! , so lmk some characters you would like to see! Enjoy!) ✰~

✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰

TRIGGER WARNING,~ ✰ cussing , suggestive content, reader is a mom , and hawks is a dad , hawks is a douche in this Ngl , definitely Yandere story:)~ ✰ POSITIVELY DO NOT READ IF EASILY TRIGGERED. -✰Enjoy the fall.✰-🐇♦️🖤

✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰

-✰”I love you so….But why I love you, I'll never know.✰-

✰-Baby daddy! Hawks who loves you and his and yours son very much , like he would lay down his life for you both , he would blow up the sun if you or his child asked.

✰-baby daddy! Hawks who doesn’t think the break up between you and him was mutual, I mean yes you wanted to break up , but he didn’t , you say he’s to “clingy” , yeah whatever he thinks , but trust me when I say this , even tho you two aren’t together, you can never truly get rid of him. He’s your baby daddy , the father of your son, your first love , I mean for god sake ! You two are child hood best friends ! No matter how many people you try to get to replace those roles , you can never get rid of him , he’s like a stain that’s permanently stained in your life!.

✰-Baby daddy! Hawks who spoils the hell out of yours and his child and spoils you too!, that kid gets what ever he wants , new iPad ? He has it , new Nikes and Jordans? He has every pair , even the expensive ones , oh your kid wants the newest iPhone? , it doesn’t matter that he is five years old , he’s getting that new iPhone 14! , not gonna lie , hawks lowkey stalks you while your out shopping, you see a purse you like , but you can’t afford it? , don’t worry hawks got you , you’ll be walking around the city with the newest parda bag , oh you want those new Jordans?! , don’t worry hawks will get you every pair and the new ones on top of it oh you like that 500$ necklace don’t worry he got you it but… he wants you to get it engraved with your and his initial’s!!, he wants you to show off , let the world know who you belong to…

✰-baby daddy! Hawks who definitely has your and y’all’s kid name tattooed on his neck , on the left side of his neck , right above his collarbone he has your name tattooed with a heart , and on the right side he has y/c/n (your child’s name) tattooed with a dove! , you think it’s pretty…dramatic? , but then you remember when you two were a thing you had got his name tattooed on the side of your middle finger , and when your son was born you got his name tattooed on your shoulder….with a dove , well now you both have matching tattoos.!

✰-baby daddy hawks! Who basically lives at your house , like no lie , this dude lives at your house , when you both broke up , he some how convinced you that living in the same house would be beneficial for y/c/n , obviously it doesn’t work y/c/n knows you two aren’t together but he questions it …. “Mommy?, if you and daddy aren’t together….then why do you guys live together?..” he asks you , looking up at you as you get him ready for bed , you inhale looking down at your kid … questioning what to say , your child looks like you , I mean he has some of hawks features like he inherited hawks quirk ! , and he has the same eyes as his dad , but mostly your child is a spinning image of you , as you breathe out feeling the awkwardness of the question, “i don’t-“ hawks cuts you off , “because even tho we aren’t together, I still love you and your mother very much kid.” Hawks says as he enters the room , “well… mommy do you love daddy?” He says as he looks back up to you smiling, ouch you don’t know what to say , you don’t want to crush your own child’s spirt ! , you do still love hawks , but your annoyed of his presences he’s so… overprotective. Hawks then looks up at you , curiosity in his eyes , he genuinely wanted to know your answer, you breathe out “i do…now let’s get you to bed hun.” You say as you pick y/c/n up , looking at hawks as you walk out of the room.

[✰-nsfw below! ✰-]

✰-baby daddy! Hawks who doesn’t let you go out on tinder dates , you could get hurt! That’s his excuse, I mean it’s valid but still , you can’t even go out with your girls unless hawks with you , I mean yes it’s to much the overprotectiveness… but when you two do go out , he knows how to have fun , so here you both are drunk as hell, and y/c/n is with your family for the weekend and you two are having a heated make out session in the back of the taxi , and your on top of him grinding your cunt into his hard on , you two only stop when the taxi driver stops at your house , of course you tip the driver greatly cause he was force to endure that .

✰-baby daddy! Hawks who fucks you so hard after that, actually you guys didn’t make it to the bedroom or any room at that… you guys just start going at it in the kitchen… so here you both are on the kitchen island him on top of you , thrusting in and out of you , clothes thrown on the table and the bar stools near the kitchen island , you can’t help but moan out , well actually whine out , yeah hawks was annoying but damn … his dick definitely wasn’t . As he keeps thrusting in and out of your tight pussy , he grabs you by the neck lightly choking you , “f-fuck I missed this pussy… h-how would you feel if I got you pregnant again …hmm? Fuck I bet you would like that.” He says as kisses you , he then lets go of your neck , letting you respond, “yes p-please… f-fuck I’m about to cum.. fuck hawks please harder !!” You say as your toes curl from the pleasure, your thighs shaking your on the brink of your high , “yeah , you want my cum?…..you want my babies ma?…god your such a good girl for me baby..” he says , and almost immediately you cum , and he wasn’t far behind, his thrust get sloppy , he groans as he puts his face into the crook of your neck , breathing in your scent , “I love you so much y/n… I’ll never let you go. Your mines …” he mumbles in your neck.

✰-baby daddy! Hawks who buys you a pregnancy test , let’s just say he won’t be moving out anytime soon, and let’s say you and him had some celebration sex later that night.

✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰

A/n - Ik this was mad short but no kidding writers block hit me while I was writing this 😭 but let me know who else you want to see as a baby daddy!

Love y’all !🫶🏼

#Spotify #yandere #yandere blog #yandere x reader #yandere hawks x reader #baby daddy #yandere mha

[jeystattoos]

Lady of Neptune - Jey Uso x Reader

Jey Uso x Black Reader!

Word Count: 1538

18+

"No, cause I need you baby. When I fuck you all the ways that you want it, don't ever leave me baby."

August 22nd was practically a national holiday. You treated it as such. It was the day that your beloved boyfriend Jey Uso, and his twin Jimmy Uso were born. It was no secret that the Fatu family was compiled with some of the most beautiful humans to ever grace the Earth.

Jey truly didn’t age, he aged backwards. He didn’t look a day over 27, his skin was supple and soft. His body was like a living masterpiece; he was running out of skin to cover with his tribal tattoos. Sometimes you enjoyed tracing every single intricate detail with your tongue, using it to drive Jey absolutely insane.

You’d been sitting on the couch, waiting for him to come back. He’d spent half the day with his twin, and you enjoyed watching the shenanigans they’d gotten into throughout their day. You were a bit too excited to give him his presents. Jey wasn’t a materialistic man by any means, but he did have an affinity for the nicer things in life. He busted his ass for the money he earned, so he spent it on whatever caught his eye, or yours.

He was a sneakerhead, so he was always looking for the flyest pair of Jordan’s. He also enjoyed Rolexes, so he kept a small collection of those as well. You’d secretly spied on him while he was on the phone, looking at the latest editions of the watches and sneakers. To say you’d spent a pretty penny on these luxury gifts would be an understatement. The price didn’t matter, though. You enjoyed spoiling your man with the things he loved, but you had a feeling he’d be more interested in what you’d really gotten him.

Jey was a sucker for you and every little thing you did; he couldn’t contain himself when you wore lingerie that hugged every part of your curves. He was obsessed with your body, in love with the thickness of it. Your thighs didn’t stand a chance, as they were always bitten up by your man.

You’d found a spicy new set from SavagexFenty in a deep maroon color, with a matching silk robe. The kitten heels were a nice touch, complimenting the soft makeup you’d done as well. Jey loved the way that your 4C curls fell in perfect harmony down your back, so you made sure that they were on full display for him.

The sound of the door unlocking made your heart stop. You sat up on the couch, waiting impatiently for him to step through. As Jey emerged through the door, you rose to your feet. His eyes fell over you, licking his lips as he made his way towards you. He was wearing that sexy smile. “Damn, hey baby.” He greeted you with a soft kiss on the lips. His strong hands were around your waist, holding you tight against his rock hard figure.

“Hey baby, I’m glad you’re finally home. I’ve been waiting for you.” You said with a smile, running your fingers through his dark curls. Jey’s smirk grew, as he kissed your jawline. 

“Yeah? What’s up with the presents, baby girl?” He motioned towards the two boxes that were wrapped, sitting on the couch. You smiled and took him by the hand, leading him over to the couch. You handed him the big box first. “Open this one first!”

Jey looked up at you, before he ripped into the box. He pulled out the Jordan 1s, Chicago edition. They were the hardest to find, and you knew how much he wanted them. You sat in his lap, watching as his eyes twinkled with excitement. “Baby girl… how the hell did you find these?” He looked up at you, smiling from ear to ear. You smirked and kissed him softly.

“I have my ways, baby. Now, open this one.” You handed him the smaller box. Jey didn’t waste any time opening it. When he realized you’d also got him the Rolex Midas, his cheeks were full from how hard he was smiling. His happiness made your heart flutter.

“Oh my God, thank you so much baby.” Jey sat down the presents, returning his attention to you. He gave you a million little kisses. You pulled away briefly, smirking deviously at him. “There’s just one more gift,” You rose to your feet, and began to take off the robe. Jey’s eyes followed your every movement. The robe dropped to the floor, your brown body on full display in the sexiest lingerie you’d ever worn. Jey’s gaze was lustful, as his eyes flicked up to look into yours. He slowly rose from his seated position, wrapping an arm around your waist.

“God damn…” He cursed, before diving in for a hungry kiss. He kissed you aggressively, claiming your lips with his teeth. He nibbled at your bottom lip, soon slipping his tongue into your mouth. One kiss from him and you were weak in the knees. Jey scooped you up with ease, making his way towards the staircase. He marched to your bedroom, keeping the steamy kiss between the two of you going.

You heard the door shutting behind him, your back feeling the coolness from the wall that he’d pinned you against. He momentarily pulled away from your lips, resting his forehead against yours. “I’m finna fuck the shit outta you, doll.” His voice was gruff, barely above a whisper.

Jey let his hands roam your body. His fingers slipped between your inner thighs, tickling your slit. Once he discovered that the lingerie set was crotchless, his eyes refocused on you. He continued to play with your slick folds, smirking down at you as he did so. You were already on the brink.

“I got your pussy drippin’ already, baby.” He taunted, as he removed his hand. He left you aching for his fingers, wanting to feel them inside of your soaking cunt. Jey ripped his jacket and shirt off in one go, his tight jeans soon following suit.

He wasted no time lining his thick cock up with your entrance, beginning to push his length inside of you. He wasn’t giving you time to adjust or prepare, but you didn’t need it. You were used to his size. You enjoyed when he behaved this way; so aggressive and dominant. It turned you on beyond belief. Once he had fully entered, he started stroking quickly. His hand held your neck in place, as he suckled on your neck, leaving hickies everywhere. You’d have to cover them up in the morning.

“You’re the only gift I need, baby.” He grunted, picking up the speed a bit. His grip around your neck tightened, leaving you a whimpering mess beneath him.

“Daddy,” You mewled, melting under his spell. Jey let out a breathy laugh, pulling his head up to look you in the eyes. “What’s my name, baby?”

“D-daddy,” You purred, never looking away from his hickory eyes. He smirked, giving you a deep kiss as a reward. “Say it again.”

“Daddy!” You whine, succumbing to his incredible stroke game. He’d slowed down momentarily, using it to his advantage. As you continued to call him Daddy, he continued to tease you.

“That’s right, Y/N. I’m your Daddy,” He growled in your ear, nipping at your earlobe. He began pistoning in and out of you at an alarming rate. You couldn’t keep quiet, moaning and gasping how good he felt. He was living up to his promise, fucking you into a euphoric state.

“Hnng, mm, ngh,” Unable to form a coherent sentence, you’d been reduced to nothing but a slew of moans. Jey was in love with what he was doing to you. “Good girl. Take my dick, baby.”

Jey pulled you off the wall, wrapping both of his arms around your waist as he bounced you up and down on his cock. The squelching noises of how wet you were filled the room, along with the sounds of passion omitting from you both.

“Are you going to cum for me, baby? Are you going to let Daddy destroy you?” Jey whispered, slipping his hand around your neck. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head, as if you were searching for your words. They’d left you a few strokes ago.

“Y-yes..” You managed to say, tightening your legs around his waist. Jey began to pound you ruthlessly, not letting up for a single second. His thumb flicked back and forth over your clit, grinning as you started to squirt a bit. Your orgasm was on the horizon. Your body felt like it was on a spiritual plane of pleasure, spasming as your orgasm claimed you. Jey didn’t stop, though. He loved to overstimulate you until you couldn’t take anymore.

“Fuck!” You hissed, draping your body against his. Jey braced you against him, feeling you growing weaker in his arms. He slowed down, walking the two of you over to the bed. He laid you down on the mattress, pulling himself out of you. He smiled down at you, before he kneeled in front of you. You pulled yourself up to look into his eyes. “What are you doing, babe?”

Jey laughed. “I haven’t had my birthday cake yet,”

#jey uso #jey uso fanfic #jey uso x reader #jey uso x black reader #jey uso x y/n #jey uso x you #jey uso smut

[gremlinbabe]

Teen wolf headcanons: number????

-Stiles and Erica always have the best snacks Because they’re both insatiable bottomless pits for food.

-Lydia has a secret knife collection and the first one was given to her by Allison’s father before she was even in the pack

-Boyd Is a bachata king (he’s been in classes since junior high) 

-Erica is Peruvian, Portuguese, and Dutch.

- Scott took up boxing classes sometime after his dad left because he wanted to be more macho but quit after somebody clocked him in the jaw and it left his jaw crooked

-Allison is a horse girl.

-Isaac likes going to cat cafes and is regularly given cat ears by other patrons who think he works there

-Cora has participated in underground MMA fights to bring in some extra cash but was actually so good that she ended up with a decent Fanbase

- Peter is a ranch retreat owner and doesn’t tell the pack because he feels like they would crash every weekend just to be petty for all the bullshit he’s done to them

- Jackson’s adoptive parents have been treating him to mani and petti’s ever since he came out to show they’re supportive

- Derek started working part time as a mechanic because of a recommendation from his therapist

-Kira is the fastest in the pack even tho she’s clumsy. Short distance she can even out run the born wolves

-Derek and Mason have weekly Uno matches that last for hours that the entire pack likes to bet on

-Liam plays Pokémon go and is well known for being found in weird places just to catch Pokémon

-Mason is an art student & is extremely good at police sketches and that’s how he got recruited

-Jordan can turn any pool into a hot tub if he tries hard enough

-Derek asked stiles to start taking self-defense classes after Girard

-Kira convinced Malia to crochet every time something upsets her and now the whole pack Owns sweaters, blankets, scarves, and socks. Malia is currently working on hats

-Lydia and Peter regularly gamble and place bets on who will do the most stupid thing in the pack today but neither are allowed to place bets on stiles or Derek

-Stiles purposely learns wind magic just to do aang marble trick from avatar the last Airbender

-Boyd and Isaac have a secret tick-tock account where they regularly post to pack

-The entire pack knows in theory that Peter fucks because there was no other way for Malia to come into existence but still wholeheartedly believe that he got no bitches or swag (except Scott and Allison because peters flirted with both their parents and They don’t want him to actively seduce their parents out of spite so they leave him be)

#teen wolf #derek hale #stiles stilinski #sterek #teen wolf movie #derek x stiles #malia hale #malia tate #cora hale #lydia martin #peter hale #jackson whittemore #isaac lahey #vernon boyd #erica reyes #liam dunbar #mason hewitt #kira yukimura #jordan parrish #allison argent #scott mccall

[gunkreads]

Wheel of Time: what’s the deal with sniffing (e.g. Hurin)? Is it a Talent that doesn’t rely on being able to channel?

I'm far from a lore expert for Wheel of Time, so I can't really give you an actual explanation. My milieu is less "How does the world of WoT work?" and more "Why is the world of WoT written the way it's written?"

The short version is that I don't know the answer. The (incredibly) long version, hidden under a cut so anyone who knows for sure and wants to answer doesn't have to reblog misinfo, is:

I'm not an expert in historical folklore, but one thing I do know from learning a very small bit about things like Arthuriana and the Edda (Scandanavian written folklore) is that sometimes, there's a Guy Who Can Do That. Frequently, there are a lot of Guys Who Can Do That, "that" being some special talent (or Talent, in the case of WoT) that's unique to them. Sometimes it's a hunter being able to completely, literally disappear in an empty field in broad daylight; sometimes it's a fisherman being able to pilot a dinghy through 12-foot seas; sometimes it's a farmer being able to snap his fingers at a pack of wolves and send them running. A lot of these talents are related to trade, with the heavy implication that the person was born with a bit of talent and has honed that talent to a superhuman degree over a lifetime's experience.

Sound familiar? The general concept behind Hurin's sniffing talent is the same. This guy was presumably born with (or developed at an early age) an exceptionally good sense of smell. Maybe he could tell when his baby sibling was about to get sick by the smell of their breath; maybe he could tell what was for dinner before he got home. Something like that.

Jordan pulled a lot of the main continent's cultures from real-life European folklore and history. Part of the world's strength is the way Jordan mixes-and-matches different cultures such that no WoT country is really equivalent to any real-life country. However, the streak of European-centric mythology present in the story is hard to ignore and foolish to downplay.

Now that I've established that, I'll start "answering" you, as much as this is a non-answer.

Channeling is MAGIC magic. It's something from nothing, ignores the first law of thermodynamics, allows for control of physical forces through supernatural means. Sure, there's a strong basis of physics themes suffusing the magic system, but it's fundamentally still magic.

Hurin's sniffing is a talent. Sure, it's a Talent, too, but fundamentally, it's just a talent. Something he's naturally good at that he's honed. Some people just have more sensitive noses than others. Remember, now, that this world is not our own, however much effort Jordan made to make that plausible. The talent of "having a good nose" can be elevated above its maximum capacity in real life. Did you ever watch action cartoons as a kid? Like Teen Titans, PowerPuff Girls, Samurai Jack? You know how they can kind of just jump off 5-story buildings with no problem? Sure, it's a conceit of the genre, but it's not explicitly magical, they're just very special.

Hurin falls into that category of "just very special". For the purposes of the story, he's "a very skilled tracker" and "an impetus for Perrin to further question his identity". The mechanism by which he tracks--superhuman ability to smell--is not a magical thing. It's just WoT's version of Batman surviving getting thrown into asphalt hard enough to crater it. Some people can do that in this world. Most people can't, but some people can.

It's also important to juxtapose Hurin's talent within the Borderlander, and specifically Shienaran, social system. The Borderlanders are all about utility and vigilance. Hurin is practically a walking, talking early-warning system. If the wind is bearing southwest, he can probably smell Trollocs before they hit Tarwin's Gap. He is valued at such a high level, and his talents are held up on such a pedestal, because he's part of a culture that values individual utility above all else. If you can do something that nobody else can, you're doing it as much as possible, full stop. He isn't forced to do this--he's just a member of a culture that's defined by hard work and individual contribution to the cause (of safety and being a bulwark against the Blight). He'd be a rebel, and in Shienaran eyes a coward, if he didn't dedicate his life to honing this talent that can be used to aid his countrymen.

So my short answer is "Hurin's sense of smell has nothing to do with channeling". Having superhuman abilities and being able to touch the True Source are two separate things. There's a lot of overlap, sure, but there are people (like Hurin and Perrin, to different degrees) who are just Guys Who Can Do That. This is one of Jordan's ways of illustrating that there's "special" and there's "SPECIAL"; Hurin is the former, while most of the protagonists are the latter. Hurin could be the protagonist of a less-expansive fantasy story. He's got one single talent that fundamentally sets him apart from his companions.

The purpose this serves in the story is twofold. For one, it's using Jordan's favorite way of deepening his world: creating unsolvable or incompletely-solvable mysteries. For two, it creates an important contrast against the main characters, who are special in much more extensive and concrete ways. It shrinks the gap between the main cast and the average person by establishing that, before the Emond's Field kids were released into the world, there were people who were already special or skilled beyond the average. Shit, look at Juilin! Look at Bayle! Look at Aludra! Look at Thom! These people are exceptional in some way before they meet the protagonist; it's pretty clearly established that that's why the ta'veren pull reels them in. These are people for whom there is a right place and right time, because they're exceptional. There are problems they're uniquely (or at least especially) equipped to solve. It doesn't make much sense for a ta'veren to have a one-in-a-million chance run-in with a thoroughly average person that has zero meaningful effect on their life. By god this is making me think about Gawyn so fucking hard. I won't digress that hard.

So Hurin exists in the story because he's a little bit special, and he only exists to be a little bit special.

The hole in this is that you could argue that literally everything in the WoT universe is channeling. The Wheel of Time is turned by the power from the True Source, so literally everything in the Pattern is fueled by the True Source and is therefore a result of some application of the Source. Of course, that's not what Channeling means--it's specifically a person accessing and manipulating the True Source--but there's still a connection, sorta.

JUST LIKE THE FUCKING PIPE

Again, I don't actually know this. I'm just putting together some conclusions based on what I remember and focusing more on the "why" than the "how".

#wheel of time #wot #lore experts please interact

[maginxlia]

Starring JJK Men As Dads and Their children🌸 The Headcanons and Scenarios

Rated PG-13

Fluff

Dictionary🌸 D/N is for Daughter Name🌸 S/N is for Son name🌸 Y/N is for Your Name

No pronouns in this Bih

Author Note💖 I Hope y’all enjoy these, I love all of y’all and the appreciation is real babes💖

Askbox always Open

Masterlist

Gojo Satoru

The Headcanons

�� The best dressed one year old is your son who looks just like his daddy

✿ Those eyes and Fluffy white hair leave zero doubt to who your son’s father is

✿ Gojo keeps your son spoiled with the freshest Baby timbs and jordans to Disneyland tickets

✿ Your son can barely walk but his shoe collection is something adults is envious of

✿ Gojo and your son’s outfits always match even down to the matching chains and Glasses

✿ Gojo is a such a proud father of his two sons Megumi and S/N

✿ Megumi spends a lot of time babysitting for y’all and he’s good with S/N?? He’s a baby whisperer

✿ Gojo Has the hardest time going on missions now, He’s a family man and he want to be around for everything

✿ It breaks his heart when he has to go out for long missions because he misses y'all so much

✿ So he always brings backs gifts for y’all

✿ Wants you to record everything y’all son do because he would hate to miss a milestone

✿ How many times have you walked into Gojo Trying to encourage your Son to walk to him? You’ve actually lost count

✿ Your son is Actually Happy Not walking or talking for his old man, Gojo see how it is now

✿ You just gotta remind him that it’s not that deep and that S/N is a baby

The Scenario

❀ Your man has been on a mission for three long weeks, S/N and you were missing him badly

❀ All the FaceTiming wasn’t doing a damn thing, S/N has become restless without his daddy around

❀ This was the longest Satoru had been away from your son since he had been born and it’s taking its toll on everyone

❀ Even ending FaceTime with Satoru has become a heartbreaking event, S/N wail loudly as soon as his daddy goes of the screen

❀ Satoru hates being away like this and he wants to come back home but he has his duties

❀ Satoru himself cries whenever you tell him about how hard S/N is taking him being away

❀ You didn’t know when he would come back and there is always that worry of if something happens and he won’t be able to return that brings tears to your eyes

❀ This morning you woken to the cries of S/N You knew it was because he was hungry so you scooped him out of his crib and placed him into his high chair

❀ As you prepared his breakfast he had calmed down, his curious eyes following your movements

❀ You fed your son and placed him in his playpen so you could begin preparing yourself something it

❀ While you was cooking you heard a knock on the door, it was odd to get visitors this early but you walked over to see who it was

❀ Looking through the peephole you saw familiar white hair, “Satoru” you softly said as you opened the door

❀ You automatically wrapped him in a embrace the moment his body was near yours

Satoru: Hello My love, I missed this…. I missed you! Now where our little guy

❀ As you both walked to the playpen S/N let out a Loud “DADA” stopping both of you in your tracks

Satoru: Did he just….. Wow my little man can talk and it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve heard in a long time

❀ Satoru picked S/N up to snuggle him, you swear you could see tears in his eyes

“Welcome Home Baby” you whispered as you wrapped your arms around Satoru and joined in the snuggling of your son

Nanami Kento

The Headcanons

✿ Your almost two years old daughter is a Daddy’s girl through and through

✿ For the longest of times she wouldn’t fall asleep without Nanami being on FaceTime to her sang her a lullaby when he's working late (Which he rarely does now)

✿ She can tell when his car pulls up when he comes home in the evening and she excitedly waddles to him as soon as he walks through the door

✿ If he has paperwork? He’s giving her a piece of blank paper to “fill out like dada”

✿ She loves her father and He loves her

✿ She’s so well manner for a toddler and you can only thank the fact that she's picking up Nanami proper mannerisms

✿ Nanami always make sure to match his tie to what she's wearing when they go out

✿ She joins Him in the morning when he’s getting for work, He always spray some of the cologne he’s wearing on her because she loves smelling like her Daddy

✿ If He’s Shaving, He’s putting Some Shaving cream on the tip of her nose

✿ He makes her a small breakfast so they can eat together before placing her in the bed with you

✿ He takes his time doing D/N hair, He can do elaborate styles so effortlessly without hurting her tender head

✿ Going out is always a event because the y’all always looking so clean and perfect; locals call y’all the catalog family because y’all look straight out of one

✿ When he’s baking something sweet he always slip a little something to his princess

✿ There is a lot of warmth and love in your household mixed with the beautiful sounds of a happy child

The Scenario

❀ Your house was quiet, You had been out running errands and had just come home to a oddly quiet home

❀ D/N toys had all been put away and from the smell of it, your darling husband had cooked dinner

❀ Walking softly around you took in your surroundings, It had been Nanami’s only day off but he managed to tidy up the place too; The man was so giving and perfect

❀ As you walked into the living room your eyes automatically laid upon the sleeping forms of Nanami and D/N on the couch, A book had been put to the side and this told you all you needed to know

❀ “They must’ve fell asleep while he was reading to her” you thought as you grabbed a warm blanket to put around them

❀ As the blanket touched them, Nanami woke up. His beautiful eyes stared at you with love

❀ D/N wasted no time stirring awake, it was like she could sense her father wasn’t sleeping anymore

❀ She got off the couch to hug your leg while Nanami asked you how long you had been home?? After you answered his question he spoke these words

❀ Nanami: Dinner is ready but if two want we can finish this book together???

❀ As your daughter hopped back on the couch and Nanami adjusted his glasses, how could you say no to a before dinner story and family cuddle??

❀ You sat with Nanami’s arms around you while cuddled your precious baby as Nanami read from the book

❀ You felt nothing but love radiating and you wished this moment could last forever

Geto Suguru

The Headcanon

✿ Never in a million years did man ever think he’ll be a father

✿ But now he’s sitting here holding a newborn baby.. His Newborn baby that you gave life to

✿ He was nonchalant for the whole pregnancy, In a delightful daze and Over the moon at the same time even if he didn’t show it

✿ And now he’s holding his son, A strong little boy who put you through 18 hours of pain but he was worth it to you

✿ You both had come up with a name for your son, one that would be fitting for royalty and show the world that he is worthy to be here.

✿ Geto S/N, He’s just a mere baby now but one day he’ll be among the greats but now his father is tearing up over him

✿ Suguru was shocked but pleased, how could a monster like him have such a precious beautiful child as his own?

✿ He kissed his son chubby cheek and studied him like he was going to disappear

✿ S/N had yet to open his little eyes but Geto can wait

✿ His black hair peeked from under his little hat and the boy had a lot of it

✿ Suguru Swears on his soul no harm will ever come to this child

The scenario

❀ It Had been four days since S/N and you had been home

❀ Suguru busted his ass making sure you was comfortable and Attending to S/N needs

❀ The baby wasn’t fussy and was calm for a newborn even though he went through four boxes of diapers already

❀ Suguru had woken up to feed S/N, as he tied up his hair he walked into the kitchen to prepare a bottle; This was a routine he had come to love

❀ He walked into the nursery where S/N laid, Suguru took a moment to burn into his memory how precious S/N looked sleeping so cutely

❀ As he gently walked to the cradle he softly whispered to your son

Suguru: Are you Hungry angel?? Don’t worry daddy here with your bottle

❀ Soon as Suguru held y’all son his little eyes opened up to stare back at his father

Needless to say Suguru was happily surprised, his son has eyes that looked just like his…..S/N is beautiful

❀ He woke you up just for you to see how beautiful S/N eyes were

❀ As you held your precious Baby Boy who was taking in his surroundings for the first time, Suguru took a picture of you two

❀ You swear that night both of y’all fell asleep with smiles on y’all faces

❀ The Proud parents of a Healthy beautiful boy

Fushiguro Toji

The Headcanons

✿ Toji and Y’all three years old daughter is menaces

✿ Mans literally teaching your daughter how to count and do math by playing blackjack with her and she’s a prodigy

✿ One of her bad habits is trying to gamble with other children at the playground and winning their toys from them

✿ Y/N: where did she get that toy from???

✿ Toji: She won it

✿ Y/N: :/

✿ She loves for Toji to carry her around and when she’s in her daddy’s arms she braids his hair on one side

✿ Your daughter joins Toji for his workouts and giggles when he lifts her over his head or do push ups with her on his back

✿ Btw Toji has master the texture of her hair, those long fingers sure know how to braid, twist and fluff up his baby’s hair

✿ She hates when Toji leaves and it’s a heartbreaking experience for everyone

✿ If she see him with his bags packed she’s crying her eyes out so Toji usually leaves at night when she’s asleep

✿ When Toji is gone Your daughter can only fall asleep when she’s sleeping on his side of the bed because she misses her daddy so much

✿ So He never goes on “business trips” that last over three days and almost all his spending money goes towards clothes & Toys

✿ She’s the main reason Toji heart has grown softer and he doesn’t hide it

✿ He even spend time and send gifts to Megumi, He’s trying his best to have a better relationship with his son

✿ Talking about Megumi…. D\N loves her big brother, from the moment he walks in till he leaves she’s right by side him

✿ She call Megumi “Gummi” and it’s so adorable

The Scenario

❀ You knew Megumi would be visiting Today so you decided to pick up some groceries

❀ The young Fushiguro male often brings his appetite when it comes to any of the food you cook and you hadn’t done the grocery shopping for this week yet so it wouldn’t hurt to pick up the ingredients you need

❀ Kissing Toji goodbye and snuggling D/N one last time before heading out you checked over the list as you grabbed your keys making sure you had everything you need on it

❀ Little did you know as you headed to the nearest grocery store Megumi would arrive early at your door

❀ As soon as he walked through the door his little sister held onto his leg with all her might “Gummi’ she said happily as their father tried to ask him about his day and lessons

❀ D/N was lifted up by her older brother as he talked with Toji about all the things he learned that day while she played in his hair

❀ Megumi noticed you wasn’t there and he asked Toji about your whereabouts after Toji answered his question, He begin to play with his baby sister who was more excited than usual

❀ She showed him her new tea set before asking her daddy to join her Tea party, Megumi sat down across from his sister watching her as she brewed and prepared the imaginary tea

❀ The two Fushiguro’s males became engulfed in the imaginary world of D/N

❀ From her tea shop to her hair salon, their attention was 100% hers; so much that Toji nearly didn’t hear you come in.. Nearly

❀ What you walked into was Megumi and Toji drinking imaginary tea with their hair covered in hair ties, D/N was so proud of herself

❀ D/N: Gummi and Daddy are so pretty!!

❀ As you took their picture: Yes Baby they’re

❀ Your daughter has two Fushiguro’s who would die for her

Ryomen Sukuna

The Headcanons

✿ Your five years old daughter is just the smaller more adorable version of Sukuna

✿ With Scarlet eyes and head full of unruly hair the same colour as her father’s; she has your face and a mixture of the two of y’all skin tones

✿ She is a rambunctious child with more energy than you know what do with but her daddy can easily keep up with the young half curse

✿ Sukuna could be threatening someone and D/N would be climbing him to sit on his shoulders or swinging off his arms; Sukuna wish a fool would say something about his princess behavior

✿ For a Kindergartener your daughter already has immense strength and intelligence that other children can’t compete with but she is a sweetheart that would never hurt a fly

✿ Her aura alone makes lesser curses back the fuck up

✿ She can easily tell Sukuna and Yuuji apart (She calls Yuuji Soft Papa and it’s really cute) She has never questioned why Yuuji take her out in public but when she’s home she see Sukuna more; She knows Her father is a King and Soft papa is his disguise just like in the fairytales!

✿ Sukuna is a doting father who has a hard time saying no to your daughter, especially when it comes to sweets

✿ It’s not uncommon to find Sukuna Gently coaching her through her training, He wants her to be able to protect herself from curses and Humans alike

✿ If there is one thing he has never been able to Defeat in the hundreds of years he's been alive it’s her hair, Sukuna is amazed when you do her hair so effortlessly but he struggles with even gathering her hair for a ponytail.. Wtf??

✿ She paints Her Father long “Pretty Nails” for him and Sukuna always compliment the job she do; She even got Yuuji Walking around with bright pink nails

✿ It’s hard for the King of Curses to Watch his princess go to Kindergarten because he misses her so

The Scenario

❀ After Yuuji dropped off D/N, Sukuna mood was sour like usual when he see his princess go into that building with all those untrained Germy brats

❀ Sukuna was worried sick and he was for once content that he didn’t have control of the vessel; he’s worried sick.

❀ To make it worse you’re out running errands and he can’t consume his time with you

❀ This was D/N third day at Kindergarten, Yuuji was pissing him off with how calm he is; How the fuck can you be calm?? You left my baby with all those untrained Animals_ Sukuna, The King of curses circa 2022

❀ The Hours flew for Yuuji who worked at home but for poor Sukuna the seconds tick by

❀ Yuuji work was disturbed when the phone rang, the caller? D/N Kindergarten

❀ As Soon as Sukuna heard that his princess had a incident with a bully, he took full control of Yuuji body

❀ Sukuna is not above beating a five years old ass but the most important thing is getting to his princess

❀ He ran to her. He ran. He made it there in record time. As he walked in the ❀ Kindergarten his eyes Automatically went to D/N sitting on the bench; Her face was tear stained, Her long pigtails that you took hours to do had clearly been pulled and one had been cut.

❀ As soon as her eyes met her father’s she ran into his arms crying

❀ D/N: DADDY HE CUT MY HAIR!!

❀ Sukuna placed her back on the bench as he walked in to talk to the headmaster, cause he’s ready to demolish this building

❀ They had already sent the boy home but nothing they say could make Sukuna calm down, He’s trembling. How could they let the monster who did this to his peaceful angel go

❀ The only thing that stopped Sukuna from going full blown ape was the fact that he didn’t want to do it in front of his baby, for the first time ever he walked out and stayed as calm as he possibly could

❀ He carried D/N all the way home and made her the biggest sundae to ever been made

❀ When you got home, you both came to the agreement that she would be homeschooled until she's ready to go back.. if ever

❀ Needless to say the school paid for her hair to get fixed and her pain & suffering; that's the only way they got rid of the threat of the King of curses

Yuuji Itadori

The Headcanons

✿ Your Three years son is the sweetest lil boy (he inherited it from his Daddy)

He looks just like Yuuji but he has your lips

✿ You are his favorite and he’ll bend over backwards to make you smile

✿ He loves his daddy a lot too But he’s often seen following you around and holding on to your leg

✿ He Helps both of you with your tasks (As much as a three years old can) he loves to feel like he helping his parents out

✿ Yuuji is an amazing father, He’s so soft and tender with the parenting of your son

✿ Coming home from work just to see his two favorite humans always make his life better

✿ Even Sukuna is calm to your son and tries his best not to scare the little boy while barking out commands to poor Yuuji

✿ Sukuna: Brat, S/N Looks like he might need to carried! Pick him up now!

✿ Sukuna`s the reason your son will become spoiled rotten at this rate

✿ Yuuji Favorite activity with is reading to S/N before bed, you have recorded many ✿ videos of Yuuji doing funny voices to add to the story and it’s really cute

✿ Going to the park and watching Yuuji play with S/N is also very very cute but nothing beats them gardening together

✿ Watching S/N help Yuuji in the your small garden is a blessing itself

✿ His small gloved hands holding a giant tomato as his papa congratulations him for finding the ripest biggest tomato can take your breath away

The Scenario

❀ As you laid in bed Sleeping in late

❀ Your darling Lover was with y’all Son trying prepare a surprise for you outside

❀ Yuuji and S/N was picking your favorite wildflowers trying to make you a beautiful bouquets

❀ As S/N walked behind Yuuji he grabbed a hold to his papa shirt while asking questions about the flowers they were picking

❀ S/N softly: Papa why are they wild? They don’t bite

❀ Yuuji laughed at his son question while answering him about wildflowers and why they call them wild

❀ The Sereness Even had Sukuna Quiet and Listening to the interaction between Father & son

❀ After they was done with your bouquet, S/N suggested they make a flower crown “just like you showed him”

❀ As they sat on the Ground together making flowers crowns, they didn’t know you were watching them the whole time

❀ As you walked through the garden to where your sweetheart sat you couldn’t help but smile at how adorable and precious they were being

❀ Y/N: it wouldn’t be Fair to my King and Prince if I didn’t make them flower crowns Too!

❀ Your morning was filled with beautiful flowers and the gorgeous calm moment between your small family and you

Fushiguro Megumi

The Headcanons

✿ Megumi’s and Your Son maybe the most laidback kindergartener you’ve ever met

✿ He doesn’t throw tantrums and he hardly ever lie

✿ He just sit back and observe before adding into any situation

✿ S/N looks just like Megumi but he has your hair

✿ Your son has calmed Megumi down a lot since he’s been born

✿ Megumi is a patient loving father to S/N

✿ S/N swears he wants to be just like his daddy when he gets bigger

✿ Every morning Megumi reads the newspaper to S/N while they both sip on something warm

✿ S/N is Megumi Shadow, He will follow his daddy everywhere and back

✿ It’s so cute to find them cuddled on the couch together napping

✿ How many times have you seen Megumi giving y’all boy piggyback rides???? You lost count at this point

✿ Your son having A plush Dog, Owl and Snake “Just like Daddy” he says

✿ S/N has inherited the Fushiguro face of disinterest

✿ Satoru coming over every time he’s free to bring gifts for his grandson and to Annoy Megumi with his “I’m the sexiest grandpa” Jokes

✿ Yuuji visiting with his son and the two of the young boys playing together while their fathers reminisces is a scene worthy of a painting

✿ Megumi Knows that With your son’s talents the Zenin Clan Will try to get their hands on him but He swears on Everything he is Nothing will ruin S/N childhood

The Scenario

❀ Megumi Days off are cherished by S/N and you

❀ Usually you all would lay around and enjoy each other’s presences

❀ But since S/N started kindergarten everything been hectic especially since Megumi answered a phone call from S/N Kindergarten saying he needs to be picked up, Something about “Bullying”

❀ Megumi knew this had to be a prank, how could y’all calm laid back child turn into a bully??

❀ Megumi was fuming on the drive there, when he made it to the school he had to calm himself down

❀ Walking in he saw S/N sitting quietly there waiting for him, Megumi pat your son on his head before going to speak to the headmaster; The headmaster said that S/N bullied a innocent boy and that the behaviour needs to be fixed at home before he can come back

❀ After the conversation was done, he grabbed your son and walked with him to the car

❀ As soon they got into the car S/N softly broke the awkwardness

❀ S/N: I wasn’t being a bully. I only punched him because he cut the pigtails of this girl and made her cry!

❀ Megumi didn’t know to feel proud of his son or to be stern with him; The boy have a lot of father in him

❀ Making it home you both sat down with S/N why his actions was too harsh and why he shouldn’t do that again

❀ Megumi did sneak some ice cream in to your son as a reward for standing up for others

Choso

The Headcanons

✿ Choso is a excellent father and He loves being a father so much that you are now pregnant again …with twins and you are due any day now

✿ Your Almost four years old daughter is over the moon at the idea of being a older sister

✿ Since D/N looks like a miniature copy of you, You are excited for what the twins would look like; Maybe a mixture of Choso and you or more like Choso

✿ Choso is excited to have newborns in the house again and begin that wonderful experience

✿ He ready to give love to three of y’all children at once

✿ Choso is a very sentimental person and he has photos of all the cute things D/N has done, the best gift he was ever given besides his babies of course was a Camera

✿ He is a scrapbooking king and he happy to start new scrapbooks for the new babies

✿ Choso carry photos of D/N and the sonogram of the twins around in his wallet; he always showing them off to Yuuji

✿ D/N is shown extra attention by Choso who doesn’t want her to feel left out, he takes her out to cat cafes and they have such a beautiful time together

✿ Choso has mastered the texture of y’all daughter hair so he always doing new cute hairstyles on her

✿ She love when you two tell her stories about when she was a small baby

The scenario

❀ You all sat on the couch together, Choso had his hand on your belly as D/N head Laid on your left arm while you flip through the scrapbook

❀ You were looking at the photos Of D/N when she was just a mere newborn

❀ D/N Giggling: I was really that small Daddy???

❀ Choso smiling as he rubbed small circles on your belly: You were the smallest most grandest gift I could ever ask for. Did you know I cried tears of joy when you were born?? That same happiness haven’t me left yet

❀ Your daughter went to cuddle with her father as you flipped through the scrapbook some more

❀ D/N: Daddy?

❀ Choso: yes angel?

❀ D/N: When will I get to meet the babies?

❀ Choso as he pat her head: Soon My angel Soon

❀ As you flip the last page you felt one of the twins kicking and you moving Choso hand to where the baby was kicking

❀ You watched as his face lit up and He gently placed D/N small hand on your belly to feel her sibling kicking

❀ You both heard her whisper “The baby” but her next action shocked you

❀ She got off the couch and kiss your belly right where the baby kicked

❀ D/N as she hugged your belly: I can’t wait to see the babies

❀ Choso had his camera ready as he took the picture that he’ll cherish forever

Hotties on the Taglist ❤️‍🔥 @ren-simp @aaphroditeeeee

Likes, Comments, Reblogs and Asks is Appreciated & Loved💖 Please Don’t Steal My Shit

#black writer #jjk headcanons #jutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #nanami x reader #headcanons #jjk #gojo saturo x reader #gojou satoru x you #suguru geto x reader #ryomen sukuna x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #fushiguro megumi x reader #yuuji itadori x reader #choso x reader #jjk scenarios #jjk x black reader #x gender neutral reader #fluff

[moregee]

Task 01.

PART 1: THE BASIC

What is your full name?

Her full name is Morgan Ann Ivy.

Where and when were you born?

Bronx, NY 2/22/98

Who are/were your parents? (Know their names, occupations, personalities, etc.)

Nicole Ivy she is direct & candid. She consider herself a stage mom while also being a stay at home mother & wife. She only had one job in her life, where she met Morgan’s father while he was making a play. Joe Ivy is the complete opposite of her mother. He is more calm & secretive. He has his own tech company in New York City which expands over 38 states and 15 other countries.

Do you have any siblings? What are/were they like?

Morgan has about 8 separate siblings, 5 of which were conceived outside of her parents marriage and she has never met them.

Where do you live now, and with whom? Describe the place and the person/people.

She currently lives alone in a townhouse located in Bel-Air. She has one cat named Shadow.

What is your occupation?

She is a socialite & works for her boyfriends company.

Write a full physical description of yourself. You might want to consider factors such as: height, weight, race, hair and eye color, style of dress, and any tattoos, scars, or distinguishing marks.

Morgan identifies as African-American woman that is 5’6 & weighs 140 pounds. She is currently the heaviest she has been in years. Her hair is in a neck length bob, dyed jet black & occasionally complimented with bundles or clip ins. She has about 10 tattoos, she has matching tattoos with her best friends and her mom. She has 6 piercings all residing on her ears. Her personal style is unique, she considers herself a self-proclaimed fashionista. She enjoys designer items.

To which social class do you belong?

Upper.

Do you have any allergies, diseases, or other physical weaknesses?

Morgan has seasonal allergies which include pollen.

Are you right- or left-handed?

Right-handed.

What does your voice sound like?

Her voice has been described as raspy with a New York accent.

What words and/or phrases do you use very frequently?

She often uses the words bro, yo and crazy.

What do you have in your pockets?

Nothing.

Do you have any quirks, strange mannerisms, annoying habits, or other defining characteristics?

She has a habit of rolling her eyes and kissing her teeth since copying her boyfriend.

PART 2: GROWING UP

How would you describe your childhood in general?

Morgan had a complicated childhood, to her. If you ask her parents she had the perfect childhood that they did not have growing up. She considered her life the picture perfect lifestyle if you were outside looking in. She was the middle child to her parents but the 5th child overall for her father.

What is your earliest memory?

Spending a weekend at her best friends house when she was 7.

How much schooling have you had?

Morgan graduated from UCLA.

Did you enjoy school?

She loved every moment of it.

Where did you learn most of your skills and other abilities?

In school.

While growing up, did you have any role models? If so, describe them.

Her grandmother was her biggest role model. She taught her how to treat people and how to get what she wanted out of life.

While growing up, how did you get along with the other members of your family?

Morgan only got along with her mother and siblings who lived in her household. She was cordial with her father.

As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?

A stay at home mom.

As a child, what were your favorite activities?

Playing outside and going to basketball games.

As a child, what kinds of personality traits did you display?

She was very confrontational and honest.

As a child, were you popular? Who were your friends, and what were they like?

Yes, she was popular amongst her peers. She had 2 best friends named Sarah and Mya they were both stubborn and confrontational. Morgan was the only water sign in the friend group. They were both fire signs.

When and with whom was your first kiss?

Jordan. 6th grade at grand central station.

Are you a virgin? If not, when and with whom did you lose your virginity?

No, she lost her virginity at 15 to her long term boyfriend Jordan.

PART 3: PAST INFLUENCES

What do you consider the most important event of your life so far?

The most important event in her life so far is completing college with two degrees.

Who has had the most influence on you?

Her grandmother.

What do you consider your greatest achievement?

Graduating college.

What is your greatest regret?

Missing a year of college.

What is the most evil thing you have ever done?

The most evil thing she’s done is set her ex’s boyfriends car on fire along with his mothers.

Do you have a criminal record of any kind?

Yes.

When was the time you were the most frightened?

The time she was most frightened was when her father threaten to cut her off.

What is the most embarrassing thing ever to happen to you?

The most embarrassing thing that has happened was when her father found out she was dating someone his age.

If you could change one thing from your past, what would it be, and why?

She would change the fact she got caught with an older man.

What is your best memory?

Her best memory would have to be when she moved to LA for the last time.

What is your worst memory?

Her worst memory would have to be losing her grandpa and watching her grandpa live with a broken heart.

@la-rp - @la-citizens

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

can you do part 2 to the Kenny omega Babies piece where the Reader is watching one of Kenny Aew match or at an Aew paper view in person or is either at Reader and Kenny Home in NORTH CARRROLLINNNAAAA. And the reader ends up going into Labor but Kenny ends up making it to see either his Baby boy or Baby Girl born and the golden elite come to visit after the baby is born?

Babies Part 3

Main Masterlist Kenny Omega Masterlist

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4

Summary: Your ringside for The Elite VS JAS VS HOB for the trios titles in Winnipeg when you go into Labor. 

Word count: 1565

Just about everyone advised me not to go to Winnipeg for Dynamite due to the fact that there was a really high possibility that I could go into labor during the show. Being the stubborn person I am, I refused and was determined to be there. I was so angry that I couldn't make it to AEW’s first ever show in Canada nonetheless in my home town of Toronto because of the whole suspension thing. Even though I was not suspended it was recommended that I also stay away for a while. Now we are in Winnipeg Manitoba Canada, and I am so excited to be a part of the show, even if it is just me being ringside for the boys match. 

I was sitting in hair and makeup getting ready for the show when Shannon, one of the costume designers approached me. 

“Hey Mama, how’s it going” Shannon said excitedly as she approached me

“Hi Shan, I’m doing alright for the most part. I feel huge” I said pointing down to my baby bump

“Hey now, don’t be so mean to bumpy. I can’t wait to meet that little girl. You and Kenny are going to be great parents!” 

“Oh yeah? I’m not too sure about that one. She could come any day and I’m literally terrified. I can hardly take care of myself let alone a little human baby!” 

“Please Y/N, You will be a great mother. I see how you treat the young talent here. You are like a second mother to them” 

“That’s different, yes they are my babies but they are 18 to early 20s. That is a big difference to a newborn child! Before you  cut me off, yes I know that I treat AEW as my baby but it is my baby. You have been here since day one girl. You know I would do absolutely anything for this company. You remember how hard it was in the beginning!” 

“I remember very well Y/N! But that is not why I’m here. I came here to give this to you” Shannon said as she handed me a gift bag with tissue paper sticking out of the top

When I opened the gift I was shocked to see a matching set of ring gear to the ones the boys would be wearing tonight

“Shan!!! You shouldn't have!” 

“Yes I should, do you like it?” 

“I love it!!! The real question is, is it going to fit me?”

“It should fit, If not I can make a quick fix if needed. I thought you would like something cute to wear tonight!” Shannon said with the largest smile on her face! 

“Thank you so much, you have no idea what this means to me!” 

XXX

When I put on the gear I was shocked to see that it fit like a glove. The white and silver bodysuit hugged my curves perfectly, surprisingly making my baby bump look flattering.  The matching Jacket put the whole outfit together perfectly although I did swap out the boots for my Dior Jordans. No way was my swollen ankles were  going to get into the boots. 

Once I was all ready I headed over to the Elite locker room to show​​ Tyson and The Bucks my new outfit. 

*knock knock knock*

“Come in!” Nick yelled through the door

When I opened the door I was greated by Tyson, Hangman and both Matt and Nick! 

“Hi, everyone!” I said

“Jesus christ Y/N!!!” Kenny said, almost in disbelief 

“Do you like it?” I asked

“Like it, I love it!!! How did you get this?” 

“Shannon surprised me with it!” 

“Of course she did” Matt said, interrupting our conversation “She’s the best isn’t she Y/n!” 

“She really is Matt! How is everyone feeling? Ready for tonight?” I asked felling a bit of tension in the room

“Yeah, we are great! I’m honestly just a bit nervous” Kenny admitted 

After being friends for 14 years and together for the past 10 I knew by now that Kenny does not get nervous EVER. Not even when main eventing the tokyo dome. To him that was just another match. So I knew that although Kenny might not be nervous Tyson was. It was strange, normally he was Kenny Omega 24/7, and only few were granted the wish to use his government name but I could see that I wasn’t talking to Kenny Omega, this was Tyson Smith. 

XXX

A couple of hours have passed and it’s now time for the main event! 

The Elite Consisting of Kenny, Nick and Matt VS the team of the house of black consisting of Malachi Black, Brody King and Buddy Matthews VS The Jericho Appreciation Society consisting of Chris Jericho, Sammy Guevara and Daniel Garcia. A match for the trios titles that The Elite had just lost a few weeks ago to HOB at revolution. 

I was waiting backstage for the cue to make our entrance to Carry on Wayward son when I was greeted with a worried Tyson. That is when I figured out just why he was so nervous. 

“I really don’t think this is a good idea Y/N” Kenny said nervously pacing around the small area 

“What’s not a good idea?” I said, unsure just what he was referring to

“You being ringside for this match!”

“Why not? Everyone knows that I'm pregnant and will be careful not to run into me. Plus I can look out for myself. I will be fine, I think you forgot I am also a wrestler.” 

“No it’s not that”

“What? It’s not I will go into labor during the match” I said

Tyson said nothing he just gave me that look

“I will be fine, promise, ok?”

“Alright, I love you Y/N” 

“I love you too Tyson” 

XXX

The match was going great, The pop from the crowd when I made the surprise appearance with the Elite almost made me cry. I feel like they were almost more excited to see me than the boys. I did my usual interference and interactions with the crowd when I felt an abnormally hard kick to my stomach. Then I felt it, hot liquid running down my legs. I looked over to Brandon Cutler who was also ringside, filming for BTE when I whispered “I think my water just broke” 

I looked down to see the pool of fluid on the ground and when I looked up I made eye contact with Kenny who looked like he saw a ghost. 

I heard some people in the crowd gasp when it happened, almost everyone in the ring having the same reaction as Kenny. Thankfully Kenny wasn’t in the match when it happened so I was able to tell him that I was ok and that I would stay ringside until the match was over. And boy did those 20 minutes feel like the longest 20 minutes of my life. 

Once the match was finished I went to the backstage doctors who told me I should go to the hospital since I was in active labor. Me being the stubborn person I am, I refused. I wanted to stay until they taped rampage, since The Elite was booked to have a little speech after the taping to thank the crowd and have a little celebration For Kenny and Jericho. Tony Khan told me to forget about it and that I should really go to the hospital. I was getting tired of everyone telling me that but I was determined to stay. “If I have this baby backstage then I have it backstage!” I told a frustrated Kenny Omega. “ I am staying, end of story” 

Somehow I managed to make it through an extra 3 hours before we finally made it to the hospital. The celebration went well and in between some pretty nasty contractions I let the crowd know that I did indeed go into labor during the match! 

When I arrived at the hospital I was not alone. Tyson, Matt, Nick, Hangman, Adam Cole, Britt Baker and Matt’s wife Dana insisted on coming with us. Although it was weird at first I didn’t mind having my best friends with me. Although it was a bit of a sticky situation having this baby in Winnipeg it wasn’t all that bad. Kenny and I had a house in Toronto which was only about 2 and a half hrs by plane and due to the fact we would have an infant it would take around 20-24 hrs to drive. Kenny and I also both had family that lived in Winnipeg including Kenny’s parents who were kind enough to let us stay with them for a bit before we could get back home. 

I ended up having a natural birth due to my fear of needles and it was probably the worst decision I made in my life. The amount of pain I was in was insane but in the end it would be worth it. Tyson was scared, understandable so and so was I. 

Tyson, Britt and Dana were all there with me when I gave birth to my daughter. Tyson and I decided on the name Violet for our baby girl. She was the most gorgeous thing I had ever seen in my life. To make things better I was surrounded by my best friends. 

#aew smut #bullet clubs bitch #all elite wrestling #the elite #kenny omega #aew #aew fanfiction #bullet club #kenny omega x reader #kenny omega fluff #kenny omega smut #kenny the cleaner #kenny omega imagine #pro wrestling smut #pregnancy #pro wrestling

[tetw]

Ten Great Essays about Mathematics

What Is Math? by Dan Falk - A teenager asked that age-old question on TikTok, creating a viral backlash, and then, a thoughtful scientific debate…

How Natural is Numeracy? by Philip Ball - Where does our number sense come from? Is it a neural capacity we are born with — or is it a product of our culture?

Infinity Plus One, and Other Surreal Numbers by Polly Shulman - In the whole intellectual history of humankind, says Kruskal, there have been only a handful of genuine totally ordered number systems: the naturals, the integers, the rationals, the cardinals, the ordinals and now the surreals.

Encounter with the Infinite by Robert Schneider - How did a minimally trained, isolated mathematician, with little more than an out-of-date elementary textbook, anticipate some of the deepest theoretical problems of mathematics—including concepts discovered only after his death?

The Mind-Bending Math Behind Spot It! by Linda Rodriguez McRobbie - The simple matching game has some deceptively complex mathematics behind the scenes

A Most Profound Math Problem by Alexander Nazaryan - On August 6, 2010, a computer scientist named Vinay Deolalikar published a paper with a name as concise as it was audacious: “P ≠ NP.”

The Chaos of the Dice by Raffi Khatchadourian - A backgammon hustler’s quest to gain an edge…

Titans of Mathematics Clash Over Epic Proof of ABC Conjecture by Erica Klarreich - Two mathematicians have found what they say is a hole at the heart of a proof that has convulsed the mathematics community for nearly six years…

Your Handy Postcard-sized Guide to Statistics by Tim Harford - The case for everyday practical numeracy has never been more urgent…

The Most Irrational Number by Jordan Ellenberg - The golden ratio is even more astonishing than Dan Brown and Pepsi thought

#articles #essays #math #mathematics

[wingardiumiku]

ɞ adore you | james sirius potter x fem!oc

headcanons

series coming soon!

summary : james sirius potter has been called 'all the marauders packed into one' too many times. while headmaster mcgonagall cannot catch a break with this overflowing ball of energy in the premises, she isn't the only one on his annoy-to-death list. too bad maeve wood finds him utterly adorable.

Maeve Inanna Wood was born on 25th December to Oliver Wood and Maisie Prevell in her mum's family home in North Hampton.

Maeve looks so much like her mother, her grandparents often marvel at how much she looks like a young Maisie.

She has an older brother, Kenneth and a younger brother and sister—twins, Cecilia and Oscar.

During the sorting, the Sorting Hat exclaimed: "A good head on your shoulders, but your emotions often outweigh rationality. I can see a drive to play fair and a bravado that bends to no injustice. Better be. . .Hufflepuff!"

Maeve wouldn't be a Wood if she didn't inherit her dad's knack for Quidditch. Though it's much tamer than Kenneth and Cecilia's near-obsession with the game, she isn't below leaving Oscar and her mum(the only two in the house who don't rave about the sport) shaking their heads at her elaborate rants about every match she plays.

Maeve made Quidditch captain in 5th year and plays Chaser for Hufflepuff since her 2nd year.

She was born with a head full of periwinkle hair. (You already know what that means—) Maeve is a metamorphmagus (meaning she can change her appearance at will) But she likes to stick with her original face and only uses her abilities to kinda sorta get out of detention. . .sometimes.

Her patronus is an Occamy (a bird/serpent hybrid that is know for its choranaptyxic abilities to grow and shrink in size). It represents genuine flexibility and willingness to make a compromise and make peace.

She got to know about Potters and Weasleys through Roxanne Weasley(George and Angelina's youngest) whom she bumped into(literally) at Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour.

She met James on the way to Platform 9¾ when her dad went to talk to Mr. Potter. Maeve was hesitant to casually chat with such big shots in the Wizarding world and hid behind her mum (Harry being Head of the Auror Dept. at the Ministry and Ginny being ex-captain of the Holyhead Harpies, her anxiety was justified)

It wasn't until the little tyke noticed Maeve, bounced towards her and introduced himself that she dared make a peep. "The name's James Sirius Potter. By the way, did it hurt?"

Maeve immediately recognized the cheesy pickup line from witnessing her brother hopelessly pine after that one Trisha Zabini girl for three years. Her smirk mirroring his own as she replied, "When I crawled up from hell? You bet."

The parents were shooketh at the giggling gremlins like 'Now there's two of them!' 😧

Maeve is an adept people-reader and her first impression of being an introvert gave her a leverage to assess them quietly. James Sirius gave off the vibe of being an open book—like a murder mystery that seemed to be an open-and-shut case but had layers of untapped information hiding underneath.

And she was all for it.

His bright brown eyes, light chestnut hair that bordered red and the happy-go-lucky demeanor didn't fool her one bit (Though, she had to admit he was quite the looker)

Aboard the Hogwarts Express, they sat together with Roxanne Weasley, Lorcan Scamander, Theresa Longbottom and Alex Jordan exchanging tales about their new school that were passed down from their parents and choking over the piles of sweets they had each chipped in to buy from the Trolley.

Despite being sorted into different houses(Lorcan being in Ravenclaw and Roxanne and James getting into Gryffindor), Maeve formed a close friendship with the three. And thus the next generation of Marauders was formed.

With James and Maeve, it is the 'the girl falls first but the guy falls harder' trope.

At first it was curiosity that made her stick close to James but by the time their third year came around, she couldn't turn a blind eye to the zoo of butterflies trampling inside her stomach whenever he was within ten feet from her.

Cue the knowing glances from Roxanne and Lorcan who had long proclaimed themselves the captains of Jameve.

It got so bad that she had to splash cold water onto her face after every encounter with James, even little ones like lending him a quill when he came barreling into Potions, half an hour late and physically restrain her hair from turning a blush pink.

As for James, it wasn't until their first Yule Ball that he was made aware of the situation he had landed himself in.

It was a running gag between his friend group to pull his leg whenever he sat a bit close to Maeve or asked to hang out with just her during their trips to Hogsmede.

And he swore that was the only reason he asked her to the stupid not-stupid dance. He couldn't ask Roxanne since she was his cousin, Theresa was going with her boyfriend and Maeve was the only girl he was close enough to endure a ball with.

Sure, he felt his stomach performing applause-worthy somersaults every damn time she would skip into the Great Hall, when she'd smile at every joke he said even if he himself knew they were stupid or when her hair would turn bright orange at the mention of a beta prank item that him and Roxanne nicked from WWW.

He genuinely enjoyed her company because she could cheer him up easily whenever he was pissed at something or someone. She was willing to listen to him rant without passing a quick judgment like 'Oh, it was just them goofing around' or 'Mate, it's you. Sure you didn't prank them or something?'

But him having a crush on her—pfft, now way!

Well, that idea flew out the window with one glance at her champagne colored gown, her hair curled and makeup done to perfection. If he thought she looked good without being dolled up, he was convinced that Maeve was a goddess now as he picked her up from the Hufflepuff Common Room.

The entire evening he couldn't get rid of the stubborn blush splattered across his cheeks that earned him more than one teasing look from his friends.

That was all three years ago. Now they weren't barely-teens who were figuring out their emotions.

They were two seventh years, well aware that they couldn't go back to being just friends anymore but also terrified of losing whatever was going on between them now.

And their friends? Oh, they were sick of the two's pining. Then again, it was their choice to keep them close. Idiots they may be, but James and Maeve were their family. And they would do anything for their happiness.

#james sirius potter #james sirius x reader #albus severus potter #lily luna potter #ginny potter #harry potter #hogwarts #harry potter next generation #james sirius potter x reader #harry potter next gen headcanon #james sirius potter x reader fluff #hinny

[waterloggedsoliloquy]

@theluckoftheclaws said: How do you determine the right animal [for a character's dæmon] (genuine question)

You have unleashed levels of autism the likes of which the world has never seen, jsyk!

Dæmons are not really "this character is sarcastic and lithe and finnicky so they'd be symbolized with a cat". Dæmons are largely determined by their role and symbolism in *art*, and what art it's drawn from depends on where in the story Lyra is. It also depends on their role in the story as a character somebody invented for a purpose. They say that dæmons are your soul that reveals your inner nature, but that's in-universe conjecture. One widely accepted as fact, but one that the narrator never fully claims is true. It's important to remember that characters are tools in a story, and dæmons are signifiers of that role, much in the same way that medieval paintings depicted animal companions alongside humans, to evoke a cultural, spiritual and historical context. To quote Pullman himself: don't make a metaphor do the work of a fact.

For example, in the medieval Oxford, the dæmons all take the form of animals that would have been known to medieval scholars, and their implications carry their symbolic meanings of the time. Jordan college is full of ravens, moths ermines, cats, hawks, setters, and serpents-- and also there are a few creatures, such as basilisks and small dragons-- that would have been imaginary to us but very real to medieval scholars. The only dæmon not of European origin is Lord Asriel's dæmon Stelmaria, who is in the form of a snow leopard,  evoking Asriel's infatuation with the North and giving us a subtle clue about the fact that he fits poorly in Jordan society. It's not until Lyra meets Mrs. Coulter and goes to London that the variety of dæmons expands, and when it does it expands into the art of the rennaissance and Flemish art. Pugs, parrots, monkeys, and butterflies are found in London. When Lyra travels north, she meets people with wolf and snow goose and snowshoe hare dæmons.

Ermines represent young girls born into nobility and their spiritual purity, so Lyra, who is innocent and nobleborn, often has Pantalaimon in the shape of an ermine. The fact that weasels are considered sneaky liars (as Lyra is) comes secondary to me, in my personal opinion. The servants in The Golden Compass are described as all having dog dæmons, because Lyra's world operates on a strict hierarchy of class, and the Butler and Chamberlain are all servants of a story, not really fully-fleshed characters in their own right. Conversely the characters like Asriel and Coulter have very "noble" animals associated with high class and exoticism: the aforementioned snow leopard and golden monkey. Dæmons are also amoral-- they don't indicate heroism or villainy. If Pullman made every bad guy's dæmon an animal that we have negative association with, loaded them with snakes and bugs, then everyone in the world could immediate clock who a "bad person" is just by the shape of their dæmon, and life just does not work like that.

If you want to choose a dæmon for a character, you have to take into account the genre you're working in. Poetry (The creator of the Dæmorphing series) utilizes a more scientific approach, matching characters' dæmons to observed animal behavior and biology. This works very well for Animorphs fanfiction, which has a huge emphasis on zoology and the natural talents and traits of animals... and very little to do with art and history and fantasy. But if your work is more on the historical or fantasy side, I'd suggest looking into the symbolic meanings of animals in specific cultures and periods of time to inform your choices. This historical and cultural context is why I'd find it ludicrously difficult to make dæmons for, say, the Star Wars cast, because all the animals in that universe are Imaginary, and even the ones based on real-life animals lack the social+historical+cultural context of dæmons. So I could give them earth animals, but is that immersion breaking? Probably. Same goes for Pokémon.

This level of involvement and research and intertext is usually too complicated for your average ao3 chud though, so you open a fic and you're more than likely to see dæmons pulled from a pool of the same 15 or so animals. So many wolves.... so many big cats........

If it's a series and character i'm familiar with, i'm more than willing to offer suggestions for potential forms! I literally possess several bestiaries and books on animal symbolism.

#cecil drawls #theluckoftheclaws

[soulofapatrick]

My Teen Wolf Character Headcanons

𝕊𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕥 𝕄𝕔ℂ𝕒𝕝𝕝

My Top Ships: Malia; Lydia and Isaac

He’s Noah’s second son 

He realises he’s pansexual when he met Isaac 

Definitely kissed Stiles at least once when they were younger 

He gets scared very easily 

Malia reminds him of Isaac 

Loves having people over and just around him 

Really wants a sister

Always has some form of a snack on him

𝕊𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕤 𝕊𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕜𝕚 

My Top Ships: Peter; Malia; Isaac and Jackson

Is the pack mum 

Is actually fond of Peter as he can match his sarcasm 

Falls out of love with Lydia after a year or so 

Keeps some of the power from he nogitsune - ‘spark’ 

Definitely Derek’s emissary 

110% dad of Liam and Isaac 

Had a crush on Allison 

110% bisexual 

Bruises very easily

𝕃𝕪𝕕𝕚𝕒 𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕟 

My Top Ships: Isaac; Scott and Jordan

Knew Jackson was bisexual 

Tried to use her banshee powers to reach Allison after her death 

Has some background movie or documentary

Has a good rivalry with Hayden 

Will call Liam regularly when she left for college as she had grown quite protective of the young beta

She goes to Isaac when she needs to rant and they watch movies with ice cream and vice versa 

Has lunch with Noah to talk town gossip 

𝔸𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝔸𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕥

My Top Ships: Isaac; Stiles and Kira

Is related to Malia somehow - that’s why she’s seen wearing some of Allison’s clothes 

Has two cousins who got out of the hunting life

Is the hunter’s emissary 

Smells like strawberries

Terrified of clowns

Vegetarian 

Collects souvenirs of all the places they’ve lived

She’s amazing at video games, always beating Scott and Stiles who have given up trying to beat her

𝔻𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕜 ℍ𝕒𝕝𝕖 

My Top Ships: Stiles; Kira and Braeden

He won’t admit it but he really does love stiles 

Sees Eli as a mini Stiles 

Has PTSD, especially when Jackson rejected the bite as it reminded him of Paige

Is secretly a comic book nerd

Is born on Christmas Day 

Loves old movies 

Will go to stiles when he has a nightmare or can’t sleep 

𝕃𝕚𝕒𝕞 𝔻𝕦𝕟𝕓𝕒𝕣

My Top Ships: Theo and Nolan

Noah and Melissa see him as their son 

Lydia and Kira are the only ones to be able to touch Liam when he has an IED outburst - they hug him tightly 

Gains a sister bond with Lydia 

Gets along with Derek 

Falls for Theo and they have a complicated relationship at first 

Goes to stiles for everything 

Has survivors guilt 

𝕄𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕒 ℍ𝕒𝕝𝕖

My Top Ships: Jordan; Scott; Stiles; Kira and Isaac

Loves action and amout of free time makes her crazy 

She gets cold easily and is always stealing Jordan’s police jacket 

She sits on everything except chairs 

Adores Disney, her fave movie being Bambi

Fascinated by records and record players

Spends time patrolling with Jordan when Noah allows it 

𝕀𝕤𝕒𝕒𝕔 𝕃𝕒𝕙𝕖𝕪

My Top Ships: Lydia; Jackson and Stiles

Becomes attached to stiles despite their bickering

Malia finds Isaac in Paris and persuades him to come back 

Has a flirty and friendly relationship with Jackson

Finds solace in a giant pile of blankets

If he wakes up screaming from a nightmare he’ll creep down the hallway of the hale house and slip into bed with Lydia 

He loves to read anywhere - mostly found squashed in the armchair of Lydia’s living room 

𝕁𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖

My Top Ships: Ethan; Isaac; Stiles and Cora

‘Hates’ stiles as stiles was his bisexual awakening 

Forgives Derek and becomes a surprisingly good beta

Lets Stiles come to him when Stiles has nogitsune flashbacks as they went through similar things 

Is actually very sweet and would pt himself in danger to protect his pack 

Wears cute sweaters that are too long - stiles; Isaac and Lydia steal them all the time 

Spoils Ethan so much 

#teen wolf headcanons #teen wolf #teen wolf oneshot #Scott mccall headcanons #stiles stilinski headcanon #Lydia Martin headcanon #Allison argent headcanon #Derek hale headcanon #Liam dunbar headcanon #malia hale headcanon #Isaac lahey headcanons #Jackson whittemore headcanons

[musicalchaos07]

Yes I will ask about the Jancy kids; favorite hobbies? Career goals? Jopper grandparents?

Bless U Nonny

Ok, so as we know I envision Jancy having two daughters named Jordan and Dylan (mentioned Here here and here and briefly here ) (Also possibly other posts but I can't find them atm)

ANYWAYS,

Jordan Joyce ( aka Jojo or Jordy) is the older daughter, I go back and forth if she's born in September or October either way she's born in 1997. I think she absolutely BEGGED for a younger sibling. Like she went to her first day of pre-k and immediately was like why does everyone have a baby sibling but me. Complained the whole time. Somehow finally got her way (her parents are pushovers and they wanted another baby) and thus she loves her baby sister more than anything.

When I said Nancy said copy/paste I meant it. Like not just looks, the ambitious weird girl thing too. She had a lowkey American Girl Doll obsession as a kid. (Karen did not help) She wants to be a cinematographer or documentarian. She does ballet, gymnastics and martial arts as a kid but only does ballet in her teens so she can have time for her "weird little movies" (and also mischief)

She also really loves reading like her goodreads/storygraph is STACKED. She support the NYC public library like it's no one's business. She also writes an extensive diary that she hides. I don't think she's necessarily the more responsible sibling but she gets away with more. Like no one suspects the quiet sibling (she's the quiet sibling btw) but she's the mastermind behind the cousin hijinks at the Wheeler's Florida timeshare. I think her favorite hobby is people watching in central park btw not in a rude way in an Anthropological study way. She thinks people are SO interesting.

Moving ON

Dylan Elizabeth (aka Dilly but only if you are a Hopper-Byers-Wheeler) , my beautiful beloved weird younger sibling. She's born in April of 2002. She's the loud sibling. She was OBSESSED with ratatouille as a kid. As a teen she stole a rat from the subway and brought it home as a pet. Also did ballet, gymnastics and martial arts as kid but plays soccer as teen.(Jonathan and Nancy are very confused on how they ended up with a soccer player but they never miss a game) She's got those Byers' music obsessed genes and makes Jonathan take her Vinyl digging every Thursday. Subsequently, she introduces him to phoebe bridgers (pharb dad Jonathan real 2 me)

Very into sculpture/performance art. Has been known to take home trash and try to put it in a sculpture or fix it. Plays the drums. She thinks her sister is the coolest person ever and will not be convinced otherwise. This is very much bc Jordan dyed El's dog hot pink once while Dylan was still very impressionable (She was 7, Jordan was 11). Absolute Pinball Wizard but is ONLY good at pinball all other video/arcade games escape her. I think she's not tiktok famous but def has a substantial following.

As far as Jopper as grandparents. Joyce is Nana and Hopper is PopPop OBVIOUSLY. Now, I usually headcanon that they move to upstate NY to be closer to Will & Jonathan in the city but either way. Jordan is the first grandbaby so she's doted on every single minute. Nancy frequently spends family gatherings being like where is my baby. Because Jordan is being passed around like a doll.

I think the girls def get along with Jopper Grandparents better than Wheeler grandparents. Because Karen is constantly putting them in matching outfits and other Karen things. (and Ted's just there in the recliner) Like they have a school break? They're going to Nana and PopPop's. But when they want something financially? They're going to Gigi Karen every time. Not super grandparent related, but family related they never let the Wheeler Boys win ANYTHING. Like the girls are so competitive with their cousins. (The Nancy jumps out) and they will cheat and scheme to get their way.

#Anyways this was A LOT #can you tell I think about them #my beloved girls #jancy #jonathan byers #nancy wheeler #stranger things #my ocs #anon asks #Jordan Byers #Dylan Byers

[blowflyfag]

SPARK OF SOMETHING SPECIAL 

THE RISE OF THE AMERICAN JOSHI PROMOTION

As Japanese women’s promotions continue to gain influence worldwide, joshi-inspired companies have begun popping up around the U.S. In this feature story, PWI helps explain the growing phenomenon

TEXT BY KAREN PETERSON

PHOTOS BY JORDAN WILLIAMS

[Maya Yukihi, a two-time former champion of the Ice Ribbon promotion, twists the limbs of COLOR’s leader SAKI. This meeting in Orlando marked the very first singles bout between the two.]

OVER EIGHT YEARS of working the Japanese independent circuit contemporaneously, Maya Yukihi and SAKI have crossed paths numerous times. With showcase matches at Pro Wrestling NOAH and All Japan Pro Wrestling, competing in Stardom’s 2023 Triangle Derby, and working at multiple women’s promotions in Japan, they’d never faced off in a one-on-one bout. However, that changed on October 14, at the Englewood Neighborhood Center in Orlando, Florida, where these world-renowned freelance wrestlers finally locked horns in a main-event singles match for the inaugural SPARK Joshi Atlantic championship. “We’ve wrestled plenty of times, but always in tag and three-person matches,” Yukihi said enthusiastically. “I didn’t expect this to happen in the united states!”

The North American scene, in particular, has seen a significant uptick in Japanese wrestlers exploring the international wrestling landscape with fly-ins for single commitments, while others gain notoriety by making frequent visits to various North American and European promotions. Showcase tournaments such as the Mae Young Classic and the success of Japanese stars in WWE and All Elite Wrestling have served as the gateway for many to begin exploring their options outside the big companies.

American independent promotions–GCW, Deadlock Pro, West Coast Pro, and Prestige Wrestling, to name a few–have showcased Japanese talent, further contributing to the interest and continued success of the Japanese women’s wrestling scene. Even legends including Chigusa Nagayo, Bull Nakano, and Manami Toyota have all worked with international promotions to help make joshi more accessible across the board.

[“If wrestling in Japan isn’t a goal, I would question your intentions as a wrestler.” Thus says Australia native KZT, seen here making good use of her jiu-jitsu skills against Kelsey Raegan.]

The diversity in the North American independent scene isn’t just minted to athletes from Japan, as many wrestlers have relocated to the United States to hone their craft or work in backstage capacities. While she competes for WOW Superheros as Exodus, works behind the scenes t a major American promotion, and frequents East Coast outfits including GCW and frequents East Coast outfits including GCW, and DPW, KZT is an Australia-born wrestler based in Orlando with a full plate and an even bigger bucket list. “Wrestling in Japan is an absolute goal of mine. If wrestling in Japan isn’t a goal, I would question your intentions as a wrestler,” KZT mused, looking back at a recent work trip to the country. 

When asked for her thoughts on being an Australian working in an American-based Japanese-inspired promotion in SPARK, she smiled. “It pretty much goes in line with who I am as a person,” explained KZT, who showed off her jiu-jitsu skills against Flordia mainstay Kelsey Raegan. “People always assume some things about me, but as soon as I open my mouth, they notice my Australian accent, and they find out things like I’m a black belt. I’ve never been one to fit in.”

For many wrestlers, making the journey to Japan–even for one single match–remains a bucket list item, as trying to find a foothold within the competitive market can be rather challenging. Founded in 2023, SPARK Joshi Puroresu of America is one of the latest showcase promotions to further expand opportunities for Women’s wrestling–and specifically, for wrestling on an international level.

The existence of Japanese-inspired wrestling promotions, such as Kitsune Women’s Wrestling and SPARK Joshi Puroresu of America, has inspired excitement among fans and wrestlers alike. These leagues provide another avenue for fans to experience Japanese wrestling without the international airfare; offer Japanese competitors chances to experience the international fan response while wrestling deserve opponents from around the world; and serve as a potential proving ground for talent interested in achieving the elusive dream of wrestling in Japan.

“When [SPARK] contacted me, I [realized] that this is something that I can bring my British skills to, plus what I learned in Japan. Said Xia Brookside, just prior to her title bout with SPARK Joshi Pacific champion Ram Kaichow. “And with all the talented women here, we can show an American audience what women wrestlers are made of.”

Brookside, a former member of the NXT U.K. roster, made her Japanese debut with Stardom at 18 years old. Now 25, the daughter of retired British grappler Robbie Brookside has completed five tours in Japan. Her most recent excursion was for the Triangle Derby in January 2023, when she completed as part of Mina Shirakawa’s unit, Club Venus.

[Maika Ozaki applies a camel clutch to Amber Nova during their encounter at RISING HEAT East.]

For Japanese natives performing outside of their home country, one of the biggest eye-openers tends to be the energy of the international crowd–especially how vocal fans are with their opinions and expressions. Typically, Japanese audiences don’t break into song, rounds of chanting, or candidly express their opinions. However, the overall positive energy is definitely not lost in translation. “Because we’re in America, I was curious what the atmosphere would be like,” confessed Miu Wantanaabe, a popular member of the TJPW roster who has only wrestled internationally a handful of times. “The fans know and love Japanese wrestling, so it made me so happy.” In her victory over IMPACT’s KiLynn King, Wantanabe put her strength and power to the test, refusing to let the language barrier impede her performance. 

One of the clear advantages of SPARK and similar promotions is the shared enthusiasm to pay homage to Japanese wrestling traditions, but to present them in a way that is more accessible to the non-Japanese speaking market. SPARK showrunner Chibi (C.B.) joins with inaugural SPARK Atlantic champion SAKI (founder of freelance group COLOR’S) to open and close each show with a self-produced, Japanese pop-inspired theme song called “ZA SUPAAKU” (“THE SPARK”).”I was able to come to the United States for the first time with the advent of SPARK Joshi,” SAKI told PWI, after defeating Maya Ykihi in the main event of RISING HEAT EAST in Orlando. “So, I want to do my best to help take the company to new highs.”

[Xia Brookside struggles to break free of Ram Kaichow’s grip during an unsuccessful bid for the SPARK Joshi Pacific title.]

[SAKI, as the newly crowned SPARK Joshi Atlantic champion, closed out RISING HEAT EAST on a high note.

MODERN MYTH PHOTOGRAPHY]

With the various women’s promotions in Japan opening their doors to more international wrestlers, promotions such as SPARK offer opportunities for American prospects to build rapport with potential future colleagues, while also gaining a career understanding of what they should expect when they touch down in Japan (should they choose to pursue that). “It’s a dream come true,” said Texas native Jessie Elaban. “I wanted to bring everything that I learned in Japan to the States.”

Elaban, who formerly competed for NXT under the name Jessi Kamea, also joined Mina Shirakawa’s Club Venus stable during a 2023 Stardom stint. In a conversation after the show, she seemed grateful for the dynamic new platform in SPARK. “I am having to make adjustments between Japanese and American styles,” admitted Elaban. “But I feel like I'm able to be more fluid with the new me.”

In addition to helping talent grow and prosper, proliferation of American international leagues is an obvious benefit for fans of exciting, athletic, and hard-hitting wrestling. Promotions such as SPARK and Kitsune–and Sukeban, which filmed a colorful TV pilot this past September in New York City–have captured the imaginations of those who stream joshi shows and covet chances to see their favorite ring performers mix it up in person.

With the global presence of joshi continuing to mount, the future is bright for women’s wrestling. And, with the ever-increasing interest in Japanese wrestling, forbidden doors are getting kicked open around the world.

[SPARK Joshi offered Florida wrestling enthusiasts appearances by Tokyo Joshi Pro standouts Miu Wantananbe (left, victorious over KiLynn King) and Miyu Yamashita (inset, landing a hard strike to Jessie Elaban.)

MODERN MYTH PHOTOGRAPHY]

#joshi #pwi #pro wrestling illustrated #magazine scan #magazine transcript

[iwouldlovetobreackitoyou]

Chapter Sixteen: "Get. Lost."

It was as if the weather couldn’t get any worse. Every day seemed to drawl on longer and longer as the first Quidditch match seemed to loom over every house at Hogwarts. We found out on Tuesday that we were to verse Gryffindor in the first Quidditch match of the year due to a certain Slytherin Seeker needing more time to rest his injured arm.

Thursday evening came with a horrendous thunderstorm, but that didn’t stop the Hufflepuff team from Quidditch Practice. I could barely see through the rain while it pelted down on me as I flew through the sky on my Nimbus 2000. I was soaked to the core and freezing as I successfully caught the Quaffle heading straight for my head, even after I almost slipped off my broom in the process.

“Watch it!” I yelled over the rain as I threw the Quaffle just outside of Malcolm Preece’s reach, making him dive to catch it. I flew over to Cedric Diggory and hovered there for a moment as we watched Malcolm and Heidi Macavoy throw and catch the Quaffle.

“I see we have company.” Cedric said as he folded his arms and gestured towards the stands. My eyebrows scrunched together as my head swivelled over to where he was looking to. I first caught sight of an umbrella, and below that umbrella was none other than Fred Weasley. He sat there quietly as he watched me and Cedric hovering together.

My cheeks heated up despite the freezing weather just knowing Fred was hear alone to watch us practice. It’s not unheard of that he would come and watch me practice, but he would usually be accompanied with either his brothers or even Lee Jordan for that matter.

“What? Are you shy now?” Cedric teased beside me which earned him an elbow to his ribs that he laughed off.

“All right!” Cedric called over the downpour and everyone turned their attention to our Captain. “We’re gonna practice how far we can throw and catch the Quaffle.”

“How far?” Heidi asked as she flew up to us.

“Aim for the Goal Posts.” Cedric said as Heidi passed him the Quaffle. We all flew to the Goal posts in the pitch and allowed Malcolm to be the first team member to practice his throwing and catching skills. The more we stayed out here, the colder it got. At least when we were watching Malcolm and Heidi throw the Quaffle between each other the rain started to let up a little.

It was soon Cedric and I’s turn to throw the Quaffle and I volunteered to be the first one at the goal Posts. The rain started to become heavier as I waited for Cedric to throw the Quaffle. I could barely see through my goggles that were meant to help me see through the rain.

I allowed my hearing and sharp eyes to seek out the Quaffle heading straight towards me, successfully catching each time before Cedric called for us again instructing us that each of us will throw the Quaffle and chase after it and catch it. I watched as Malcolm, Heidi and Cedric all took turns before it was my turn to fly and catch the Quaffle.

“You ready, Azurielle?” Heidi asked as she bounced the Quaffle in her hand.

“Born ready.” I said with determination, and with that, Heidi threw the Quaffle and I was racing after it. The Quaffle was getting too far away, getting closer and closer to the edge of the pitch where Fred was sitting. I could hear the rain splatter against the Quaffle as I continued to fly after it. I was nearing the stands now and I still haven’t caught the Quaffle, but I knew I would catch it by the time I reached Fred, it would just be a very close call.

The air was whipping dangerously cold against my cheeks, but I didn’t care as my ears picked up where the Quaffle was. Before I knew it my eyes were now tracking the Quaffle as I pushed my broom beneath my feet and drifted above the stands. As my broom swung around I raised my hands high above my head and caught the Quaffle.

“Yeah, Azure!” I heard behind me. I whipped my head around and saw Fred’s over exaggerated cheering. This brought a wide a toothy smile from me as I looked at Fred through my goggles. I giggled at him as I was basically standing upright, along with my broom. Fred gave me a wink and I couldn’t tell if my cheeks were burning from the wind and rain or from his wink.

“Fancy meeting you here!” Fred said over the rain. I swayed on my broom and looked back over at him in surprise, then I couldn’t control the wide smile that spread across my face.

“Fancy indeed!” I said to him before turning back to the pitch, Quaffle in hand. I pushed my broom back down and headed back to the team to continue practicing.

It was a lot warmer in the Hufflepuff Changing rooms, especially after swapping my soaked Quidditch robes for a much warmer jumper and dry socks. As I was pulling my trench coat over my shoulders Fred appeared in the doorway to the changerooms, shaking the water droplets off his umbrella.

“Hey, Fred.” I greeted as he walked over.

“Hello, Azure.” Fred said as he leaned against the locker next to me. We stayed silent for a while as I put my Quidditch robes into my locker.

“Why isn’t George with you?” I asked through a smile. “Afraid to get wet?” I teased and Fred chuckled softly.

“Jee I hope not if the weather’s like this on Saturday.” Fred said and we made our way to the changeroom entrance.

“Merlin, it will definitely be a spectacle,” I added as we stood in the doorway and watched the rain absolutely bucket down. ”You still got that umbrella?” I asked as I wrapped my trench coat around me. Wordlessly Fred opened the umbrella and held it above us. We gave each other one last look before entering the downpour.

The walk back up to the castle felt like it took an eternity. All I could focus on was our elbows brushing against each other and our close proximity under the umbrella. With each contact our arms made my heart fluttered

As Fred and I made it to the castle, Fred walked me all the way to the Hufflepuff common room. I had long discarded my trench coat by this point, which Fred insisted that he carried until we got to the common room. But as we reached the barrels, I felt almost disappointed that I couldn’t spend anymore time with him tonight.

“Well, this is me.” I said as I looked to the barrels and took a deep breath as Fred held out my coat. When I reached out to grab my coat that was folded over Fred’s hand, our hands brushed together. My heart skipped a beat when Fred didn’t pull his hand away, but instead held my gaze.

Fred’s chocolate brown eyes bored into my hazel green one’s as we stood planted in place. The warm lantern light danced in his eyes and I swear I saw a hint of pink that dusted his cheeks. My breath hitched as all I could think about was that Fred wasn’t pulling away or making a well-timed joke to ease the tension.

Fred cleared his throat before dropping my coat into his hand. I felt my cheeks burn as I rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly.

“I’ll see you later then.” I farewelled before holding out my wand to the barrel that was two from the bottom, in the middle of the second row. But before I could tap out the password Fred quickly grabbed my left hand. I turned around with slightly raised eyebrows and noticed Fred’s face resembled that of a tomato.

“D-do you-um…” Fred said shakily, as if nervous to tell me what was on his mind. This came as a shock to me as Fred has never once been nervous or shied away from me. “Would you like to grab a Butterbeer the next time we go to Hogsmeade?”

“What d’you mean? We always grab a Butterbeer when we go to Hogsmeade.” I said to him in confusion. Fred’s shoulders slackened ever so slightly.

“I mean-like,” Fred said  but seemed to grab hold of his courage. “I mean just the two of us.”

“Oh,” I said as realisation washed over me, then a toothy smile spread across my face. “I’d love to.” I said to him earnestly.

“Brilliant.” Fred said with an equally wide smile. He stood up a little taller, as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” I told him as I tapped out the password and watched as the lid to the barrel slid open, revealing the cozy inside to the common room. After I stepped through the barrel, I turned back and watched as it closed up, savouring the last moments I saw of Fred before the barrels completely sealed up.

Friday went by faster than expected and soon I was found myself in company with Tara, Charlotte, and Abby on our way to Defence Against the Dark Arts. As we entered the classroom with a few Slytherin’s, all noise was extinguished as our eyes landed on Professor Snape standing at the front of the classroom. Confusion and surprise would be an understatement for what we all were collectively feeling.

We all sat down silently compared to our more enthusiastic racing to our seats to begin the lesson. We were learning about Ghouls but my mind kept trailing back to Remus. I knew the full moon was coming this Sunday, and even I was feeling the effects of it.

It was the quietest it had ever been in a Defence Against the Dark Arts class. I was distracted and utterly bored to say the least as Snape’s monotone voice echoed throughout the classroom. I knew I wouldn’t be able to see Remus until he was feeling better. Despite the last time I had seen Remus was only Wednesday, it felt like a lifetime without having an interesting lesson from any subject as Quidditch was all about which we could think.

It was like a breath of fresh air when Defence Against the Dark Arts concluded and we could all escape to our last classes for the day. I met back up with Fred and George for our Library session which flew by in an instant. Dinner and my night-time Astronomy lesson with the Ravenclaws became a blur of stars and moon charts, and before I knew it, I was already back in bed.

My mind was buzzing with anticipation for Quidditch tomorrow. It felt like forever since Quidditch season could finally kick off. All I needed to do now was wait until the morning.

I was back in the Hufflepuff changing room tightening my shin guards. We were all hyped up by Cedric’s pre-game speech and soon we heard the stomping of feet and cheering as the rest of Hogwarts started to enter the Quidditch stands. We all grabbed our brooms and headed for the Quidditch pitch. Before we left the changing room I slid my goggles over my eyes before the seven of us walked over to the centre of the pitch.

Cedric and Oliver Wood shook hands and it appeared that Oliver was grinding his teeth subconsciously.

“Mount your brooms!” Madam Hooch howled over the wind and on cue, we all jumped upon our brooms, all becoming more antsy by the second. We all watched closely as Madam Hooch brought a whistle to her lips and paused dramatically before she gave it a mighty blow. It’s ear-splitting noise echoed around the pitch and we were sky-rocketing upwards.

I rose up quickly and took hold of the Quaffle. Despite my broom being dragged by the wind I raced over to Gryffindor’s goal. My ears picked up a Bludger heading my way on my right, and at the last second I barrel-rolled to the left and passed the Quaffle to Heidi who was flanking me.

I was already soaked to the bone by this point. You couldn’t even hear Lee Jordan’s commentary over the wind and rain, all you could hear were your teammates next to you and Bludger’s whizzing past.

This Quidditch game had been going on for hours at this point and the scores were twenty to thirty, with Gryffindor in the lead if I was keeping count properly. It was hard to focus on points when I was so busy trying not to get thrown off my broom by a Bludger.

It was growing darker and darker by the second and the storm above seemed to go from horrendous to torrential. The amount of times I had almost been thrown off my broom by another player was ridiculous. The rain was becoming so unbearably thick that I almost succumbed to a Bludger straight to the face. 

A flash of lightning lit up the pitch and shortly after we heard Madam Hooch’s whistle scream. I looked around in confusion to Charlotte and Malcolm before we all landed back onto the pitch.

“What’s happening?” I asked loudly as Cedric came running under a large umbrella at the edge of the pitch.

“Wood called for a time-out.” Cedric said and all of us looked slightly relieved to be out of the rain, but annoyed that we couldn’t continue playing.

“Is he scared of the lighnin’?” Tara asked as she pulled her goggles onto the top of her head. All Cedric could do was shrug and we all caught our breaths due to the intensity of the game and with the adrenaline pumping through our veins.

We all watched as the Gryffindor’s shuffled around before Madam Hooch’s whistle sounded, and like lightning, we were streaking across the sky in canary yellow.

As Cedric continued ascending through the open air, Malcolm, Heidi, and I all fell into formation to perform Parkin’s Pincer. Heidi and Malcolm body slammed Angelina Johnson between them, who had the Quaffle in a death grip. As I swerved my broom back around, I made a beeline for the three as I tried to psyche out Angelina to drop the Quaffle.

I was thirty seconds away before I would crash into Angelina. But only then did I see fear strike her face before she threw the Quaffle upwards and she dived towards the ground. I rose up and caught the Quaffle and heading straight to the Goal posts.

As we neared closer to the goals I caught sight of Oliver performing a Double Eight Loop to defend the Goal Posts. I watched as he went and noticed he flew slower in front of the left Goal Post. I raised my arm up high above my head and threw the Quaffle to the Goal ring. It went through and now I knew that the scores were finally even.

My hands were going numb and I was seriously regretting not wearing my Quidditch gloves. There was a lot more whizzing back and forth from both teams before I watched Harry sky-rocket after Cedric who disappeared behind the heavy clouds above. I was shocked for all but a moment as a Bludger snagged the end of my broom and I was then spinning out if control.

Us Chaser’s soon fell into a dance of passing the Quaffle around. Gryffindor scored twice more and Hufflepuff scored once again. It started to become colder and darker with each goal made. It was soon close to impossible to see. Even with my heightened senses and impeccable vision, the rain was too thick and the wind was too disorienting.

As I was making my way back across the Quidditch pitch, I was caught dead in my tracks as I saw a broom fall from the sky, closely followed by someone in scarlet robes. I didn’t know who it was but all I saw was Cedric reappear from the clouds holding his arm in the air. All I could look at was the falling Seeker-Harry.

He was falling too quickly and I was too far away to even attempt at catching him.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Dumbledore stand up amongst the staff and raise his hands to the sky. His mouth move but the wind cancelled out any noise as Harry’s plummeting slowed at an alarming rate.

I watched as Harry slowly lied on the muddy ground. His scarlet robes were turned black as he lied there, then I watched as Madam Hooch  and Madam Pomfrey raced across the Quidditch Pitch to where Harry was.

All of us raced down to the ground as Harry was put onto a stretcher and was rushed off back to the castle.

“Do you reckon he’ll be okay?” I asked aloud and Charlotte looked over her shoulder at me.

“He didn’t really hit the ground so…” Charlotte trailed off as she rubbed the back of her neck. She then rested her Beater Bat on her shoulder as our team, except for Tara and Charlotte retreated back to the change rooms.

“We’re going to the Hospital Wing.” George said with Fred in toe.

“Is Harry already there?” Charlotte asked him and we all headed for pitch exit.

“He would be at the rate they’re going.” George answered and we all made our way back up to the castle.

The Hospital Wing was lit up by lanterns and echoed the howling wind outside. Alicia Spinnet was shaking from the cold and all of us looked as if we just jumped headfirst into a swimming pool. We were all huddled together and around the bed Harry was on as we waited for Harry to wake up.

“lucky the ground was soft.” Fred said before I elbowed him hard in the ribs. “Ow!”

“Rude!” I said to him in disbelief. As my eyes landed on Fred, I only just noticed how white he looked under the mud and his hair stuck to his forehead due to the rain.

“I thought he was dead for sure.” Tara said grimly and I shuddered at the thought of a dead body hitting the bottom of the Quidditch pitch.

“But he didn’t even break his glasses.” George said in disbelief. Then we all stilled as Harry stirred on the bed. The movement was so subtle that if you weren’t watching him, you would’ve missed it.

“That was the scariest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” Charlotte voiced what we were all thinking and Harry’s eyes snapped open. He looked around wearily as he took in our faces.

“Harry!” Fred said as Harry blinked groggily. “How’re you feeling?” Fred asked. We watched as Harry stared at him for a moment, as if recalling what happened to him above the clouds.

“What happened?” Harry asked as he sat up quickly. We all gasped as he picked up his glasses and put them on.

“You fell off,” Fred said. “Must’ve been-fifty feet?” Fred said unsure of himself.

“We thought you died.” Alicia said as she shook in place. Hermoine then held back as sob as I rubbed her back next to me. She had cried the whole way back up to the castle thinking Harry was died on that pitch. Her eyes were bloodshot and her tear tracks were hidden from the water that dripped down her face from the rain.

“But the match, what happened? Are we getting a replay?” Harry asked and the whole room fell silent. Harry looked at us in concern before disbelief fell over his features. “We didn’t-lose?”

“Diggory got the Snitch.” George revealed. “Just after you fell. He didn’t realise what happened. When he looked back and saw you on the ground, he tried to call it off. Wanted a re-match. But they won fair and square…even Wood admits it.” George explained. Even I felt guilty for Hufflepuff winning. It didn’t seem fair.

“Where’s Wood?” Harry questioned as he leaned forward on the bed.

“Still in the showers,” Fred said glumly. “We think he’s trying to drown himself.” I rolled my eyes at this and looked at Fred with a quirked eyebrow and gave him a face that said ‘really?’

We watched as Harry buried his face in his knees before Fred gripped his shoulder and, quite literally, tried to shake some sense into him.

“C’mon, Harry, you’ve never missed the Snitch before.” Fred said in an attempt to cheer Harry up.

“There had to be one time you didn’t get it.” George commented.

“It’s not over yet,” Fred started. “We lost by a hundred points , right? So, if Hufflepuff lose to Ravenclaw-“ I elbowed Fred once again but he ignored me. “And we beat Ravenclaw and Slytherin..”

“Hufflepuff’ll have to lose by at least two hundred points,” George continued.

“But if they beat Ravenclaw…” Harry started sadly.

“No way, Ravenclaw are too good-“ George said.

“We only play to have fun, not to win.” Charlotte said defensively and George grimaced at her as she folded her arms over her chest.

“But if Slytherin lose to against Hufflepuff…” George continued.

“It all depends on the points-a margin of a hundred either way-“ Fred said before he cut himself off when he noticed he was basically talking to a brick wall. Harry was staring down at the blanket that covered him and not reacting to anything that was being said.

Ten minutes later, Madam Pomfrey told us all to leave Harry to have some quiet time.

“We’ll come and see you later.” Fred said to Harry. “Don’t beat yourself up, Harry,” Fred said more seriously this time. “You’re still the best Seeker we’ve ever had.” With that, we all left Harry in the Hospital Wing.

The Hufflepuff common room was alive with energy. We were all celebrating our victory and our qualification to the next round of Quidditch.

There was music blasting, Butterbeer and Fire Whiskey was, quite literally, floating around the room. Cedric was being held up by the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, me included. I didn’t even realise how thunderous the common room had become as I didn’t even notice that the twins had appeared.

After letting Cedric down and back on his two feet, I went over to where the drinks were pilling up. As I was picking what my next drink was, I felt two fingers tap my shoulders. I smiled and turned around to be met with Fred and George looming over me.

“About time you boys showed up.” I said to them over the music.

“And we brought drinks and prank items!” George said enthusiastically as he held up a bag full of Gods know what. A wicked smile danced on my lips as I looked between the two twins. They reflected my smile as we retreated to a corner of the common room with a bottle of Fire Whiskey.

Fred, George, and I schemed up some new pranks as the night progressed. The music either started to sound good, or it was just the Fire Whiskey finally effecting my system. I found myself on the dance floor witch Abby and Heidi as the Weird Sisters was blasting throughout the common room.

The three of us were all singing and dancing to the beat of the music when I was knocked about from behind.

“Hey!” I turned around and was alarmed to see Charles Beecher, a Slytherin I had Herbology with. “Watch where you’re going.” Charles said before shoving me backwards. I could smell liquor on his breath, but that was no excuse.

“You’re the one that bumped into me!” I said as I pointed a clawed finger at him. Charles then turned to face me fully and took a step closer. He was a fair few inches taller than me, which would normally be intimidating, but with the Fire Whiskey and mead coursing through my veins gave me an all new kind of bravery.

“What was that?” Charles asked rhetorically. I puffed out my chest and took a step closer to him.

“You. Bumped. Into. Me.” I gritted out and Charles’ little gang of Slytherin’s flanked behind him. I recognised Thomas Jordan, August Welsh and Henry Paddington all holding onto their respective drinks and looking slightly confused as they backed Charles, most likely tipsy and deaf due to the party.

“And why would I want to even be near a filthy halfling?” Charles asked in a derogatory way. I felt my hackles raising and my canines sharpening at his slur but felt someone standing behind me.

“Says you, ye string bean, gangly, wheat-haired, tight arse.” Tara said through her slurred speech. But despite her lengthy insult, I saw from the corner of my eye that Fred was wading through the crowd towards us.

“Yeah, imagine being a pure blood and also a mudwallow.” I bit back and I saw Charles become alarmed. He thought I didn’t know his little secret about being fascinated by the muggle world, and even loving the simplicity of their lives.

“At least I’m a pure blood.” Charles said in a final tone, and before I could get my next insult in, Fred stepped between me and Charles, shouldering him backwards as he basically became nose-to nose with him.

“I wouldn’t be so proud to be a pureblood if your entire gene pool was filled with pretentious gits,” Fred jabbed and there was a deadliness in his tone as he stared down Charles. Fred significantly towered over Charles and I watched as his arrogant façade faltered for a moment. “So, I think it would be a good idea if you and your little goonies backed off.” Fred said lowly. Charles was about to have the final say before Fred cut him off.

“Now.” Fred said in a final tone. Charles looked around Fred at me with menacing eyes.

“It must be nice to your boyfriend to protect you around every corner.” Charles said.

“He’s not my boyfriend,” I said and I swear I saw Fred’s shoulders slacken. “At least I don’t need the entirety of Slytherin to make myself feel powerful.” I jabbed and Charles blanched at me.

“Get. Lost.” I growled before Charles and his three goons followed him out of the Hufflepuff common room.

The common room was so loud and so full of people that no one, except for the people involved, noticed our little spat. I was breathing heavily from the adrenaline pumping though me and saw that Fred was in the same boat as me. I took a deep breath to calm myself and watched as my claws turned back into fingernails.

“You didn’t have to stick up for me,” I said to Fred softly. “I can fight my own battels, y’know.”

“Yeah, but I wanted to.” Fred said as he lifted the bottle of Fire Whiskey he was holding up to his lips. After he took a swig, he offered me the bottle and I took it gladly. “Plus, he’s a humongous prat anyways.”

We retreated over to a settee in a corner of the common room and shared the rest of the Fire Whiskey bottle. The world tipped as the last of the bottle slid down my throat. My head then rested against Fred’s shoulder heavily as I watched the room buzz with energy. He then rested his head on top of mine. I didn’t know if it was the alcohol or not but I decided to intertwine our fingers.

Fred stiffened against me but eased back into relaxation as the party continued. I thought back to how Fred stood up for me. Usually, he lets me figure my own conflicts, standing back and watching as a smug smile would take over his face, but he decided to step in. It wasn’t unheard of. It was kinda hot.

My face flushed and I felt Fred shift beside me. As I looked over to him we came nose to nose. We froze for a second. Neither of us moving as we stared into each other’s eyes.

I watched as Fred’s cheeks dusted pink and his breathing quickened. I knew I appeared the same. Fred gave my hand a squeeze and that unknown emotion that I used to see flicker across his eyes was on full show for me in that moment.

Infatuation.

Fred then laid his arm on the back of the settee which made me fall into his side. A cheeky smile graced his lips and the world spun around me.

“Fred…” I trailed off, suddenly feeling quite warm and I couldn’t tell if it was because I was now tucked under Fred’s arm or because I was completely flustered.

“Azure.” Fred answered gingerly. Any thought that I had hold of disappeared. I never thought I’d love how my name rolled off his tongue, or how much I wanted his tongue to explore my-oh my Gods Azure, calm down.

“What’s happening right now?” I asked him. Fred’s head turned back to me from the full common room.

“Well George is getting absolutely schooled in arm wrestling with Tara.” Fred answered and I looked over just in time to see Tara slam George’s arm into the table and the crowd around them roared in applause and laughter. I giggled but kept myself on track.

“No,” I started. Fred then turned to me again and two lines formed between his eyebrows. “What’s going on with us?” Fred stared at me as he tried to summon the right words.

“Whatever you want this to be.” Fred said genuinely. This completely caught me off guard. What I wanted was what is happening between us to progress further than just friends.

Word count: 4974

Last edit: 03.04.2024

Chapter Seventeen - Coming Soon!

Masterlist

#fanfic #fanfics #fanfiction #fred and george #fred weasley #sirius black #harry potter oc #harry potter fandom #harry potter fanfiction #hp fanfic #madam pomfrey #madam hooch #dumbleodore #cedric diggory