#since marcy found him when she was a kid

[rrover]

i hope gary has the f&c world version of timmy and that it's still called timmy

also i hope marshall has schwabl. i don't remember if anyone's pets were present in the show besides cake

#i don't know timmy's gender actually now that i think about it #actually if the time in marcys life that she got schwabl is parallel to whenever f&c schwabl was adopted then #his f&c version might be a very old or passed away family pet :( #scampers #fionna and cake #since marcy found him when she was a kid #also crazy that she lived off of expired cat food for years in an abandoned mall all alone w her dog

[clusterbuck]

dawn is coming (open your eyes)

7x08 coda

Athena doesn’t ask him what happened, but as Bobby watches the desert slip past, the words come tumbling out anyway. Small things, at first—this is where I found the dead coyote—until there are enough pieces lying between them that he can pick them up and put them together into something cohesive.

“You didn’t have to do that,” she says, when he’s finished. “Going after Amir? You could have just waited for him to get back to the staging area.”

“No, I couldn’t,” Bobby says. “He was injured.”

“But you didn’t know that at the time, did you?”

“I knew he went out and didn’t come back,” Bobby says. “And that’s enough.”

“Yeah,” Athena murmurs, her gaze fixed somewhere far on the road ahead. “I know it is.”

She lets him sit in silence for a couple of miles, and when she asks the next question, he knows it’s the one she’s wanted to ask all along.

“You didn’t tell him? About Marcy. And the kids.”

Bobby sighs, and takes a long drink of water from the bottle he’s been clutching since the hospital. “No.”

“You didn’t tell him anything.” This one isn’t even pretending to be a question. “About what you lost, or what you planned to—”

“No,” Bobby says again. “It’s not about me.”

“He thinks you just walked away, Bobby,” Athena says. “Seems like it’s at least a little bit about you.”

“I told him I didn’t,” Bobby says, then clarifies, “Just walk away, I mean. But he doesn’t need to know the details. It’s not going to make him feel better to know exactly how I suffered. It’s not going to bring Ayanna back again, bring his old life back again.”

“But it would let him know—“

“All he needs is to know how much it still weighs on me,” Bobby says. “Because it does.”

Athena sighs. “I don’t know. I feel better knowing that Jeffrey’s going to be peeing into a bag for the rest of his life.”

Bobby huffs. “You know, so do I.”

Athena drums her fingers against the steering wheel. “Maybe it’s different, though,” she says, slowly. “Jeffrey wanted to hurt me. He doesn’t regret what he did, not one bit.” She turns to look at him, sidelong. “But you do. And you never meant to hurt anyone.”

“I didn’t tell him that, either,” Bobby says. “I don’t think it would have meant all that much to him.”

“Maybe not,” Athena says. “And maybe you’re right, maybe hearing about Marcy and the kids wouldn’t have helped either. But you told him what he needs to hear. Now I’m telling you what you need to hear.”

She holds out her hand, and Bobby takes it. She squeezes.

“You’re a good man, Bobby. If Amir got to know you, he’d see it too. Now, maybe he never will, but that’s okay. Because I know it. And I know you do, too.”

Bobby squeezes back, and he knows he doesn’t need to say the words collecting on his tongue. I love you. Because Athena knows.

#911fic #911 spoilers #911 7x08 #every time i have to write non-buddie pov i feel like a little baby bird adrift on the sea #but. here we are #shush emma #emma writes

[sarcastic--metaphor]

Vampire!Simon AU Timeline

I tried to keep this loose and simple but it ended up being a lot more detailed than I expected. This is a pretty comprehensive timeline of my AU's backstory for anyone who wants to know more or just wants a clear idea what wtf is happening. Enjoy!

Ok so pre-Mushroom War:

This remains largely unchanged- Simon finds the crown, loses Betty, etc.

Maybe due to Simon’s interest in ancient artifacts, he’s aware of vampire lore and has even found some ancient stakes with traces of an unknown species’ DNA on them on past expeditions

He’ll never have the chance to publish the results of his findings

After the War (aka post-apocalypse Simon and Marcy):

Simon finds Marcy and instantly knows he has to protect her, she learns about the crown’s influence, etc

They encounter the Vampire King and his court

VK is initially surprised to see a non-vampiric magic user, especially one as strong as Simon, until he realizes that it’s all from the crown (he witnesses Marcy plead with Simon to take off the crown bc he’s going too nuts)

VK also has an interest in Marceline, the little girl that keeps trying to suck out the Fool’s soul as he toys with her. She's clearly not human and that piques his interest

VK defeats Simon and takes the crown. He’s not interested in Simon himself but does think Marcy might one day become a powerful member of his court. But she’s fiercely loyal to Simon so VK strikes a bargain- Simon lives if Marcy comes with him. (Really, at this point he was willing to kill Simon and just take Marcy but VK saw the madness the crown inflicted and thinks Simon can advise him on how to resist it)

As part of the King’s court:

The Vampire King isn't interested in letting humans live in his hive unless they're soon to be butchered.

So Simon is bit and turned. He’s told to abandon his human name and accept the once given to him- Temperance, one of the three arcane virtues. It represents patience and moderation ordinarily, but represents discord and conflicting interests when inverted.

Marcy still calls him Simon in secret

Simon is stunned that the VK can resist the crown’s madness to a certain extent as he masters its control over snow and ice

The hardest part about being a vampire for him is no longer being able to enjoy sunlight, as on his expeditions and while taking care of Marcy, he fundamentally understood that daylight = visibility and safety and that night= danger

Marceline will be bitten when she turns 18. In the mean time, she’ll be tutored by Simon and treated like a princess by the minions.

Marceline gets her own room, all the food she can eat, a soft bed, etc. She wants for nothing not out of kindness, but bc the VK knows this is an easy way to win her over. Marcy isn't stupid, but she is just a kid. After the trauma surrounding being sent away by her mom, and believing she was unwanted, Marcy is terribly tempted to follow her less than human instincts in the face of a better life for herself

Simon worries for her and tries to keep her close to him. Which isn't easy, as the VK is cunning and ruthless

Marceline also begins training at a young age. She learns to hone her power of sucking souls and when its learned that she can gain the unique abilities of her victims, the VK brings in all sorts of prey for her- humans, wolves, birds of prey, snakes, etc. in the belief it will make her stronger.

The VK is only ever kind and patient to Marcy as she grows up, almost like Simon but with an unspoken air of absolute authority. Still, it convinces her that he's not all that bad despite the fact that he's wiping out all the humans. Since Simon isn't human anymore, Marcy doesn't really feel that protecting humans = protecting him.

But the problem is that Simon hates being a vampire. He hates the taste of blood despite his inability to consume human food. He begins looking for alternative solutions and find that vampires can merely consume the color red

He's ostracized by the court for his meek personality and his frequent pleads for them to stop killing humans. What little power he had with the court is threatened as the VK requires his aid less and less over time. The VK begins to consider manipulating the sky itself so his kind is safer in the day

When Marcy is 16-17, Simon ushers her into a secret chamber beneath the vampire hive. For years, he'd been slowly stockpiling supplies so they can escape. Things like weapons, sturdy clothes, food, etc. What's more, he'd managed to find and repair a car! They can escape together and get away before anyone even notices they're gone.

Marcy is stunned that Simon wants to go back to a life of constantly being on the run, hungry and afraid. Having no home or safe place to sleep in. And with his condition, he'd have to be extra careful of the sun. Simon says how much he hates being a vampire and that he doesn't want this for her, he did all this to save her!

But he never did ask if Marceline herself was opposed to becoming a vampire. However, her love for Simon still outweighs her loyalty to the VK. She agrees to run away.

One of the funniest parts of the Stakes miniseries is that the VK is confirmed to have telepathy but he only really used it to psychically give Peppermint Butler and autograph. So I'm going to use that- the VK has been reading Simon's mind for years without letting him know and has known for a long time that Simon's been trying to run away

Simon and Marcy don't get very far before 2 things happen: the VK himself goes after them, and they're stopped by a small army of survivors lead by a pink haired girl (idc if PB would still be a tiny wad of gum at this point in the OG Ooo timeline it's my AU)

The VK ignores the attempts to assassinate him as he takes Marcy back to the hive. Meanwhile, Simon is captured by the humans and left for dead.

Here's the fun part- Simon's unique vampire power is a remnant of the crown's influence on him. He can cover his body in dense ice that acts like armor. It can be chipped away or melted, but resists damage really well

after multiple failed attempts to kill him, Simon tries to strike a bargain with Bonnie. Let him go, and he'll help her kill the vampire king

meanwhile, Marcy is crying in her room bc she thinks Simon is dead and she blames herself bc she never should've gone with him (something that the VK tells her he agrees with)

but Simon manages to come back unharmed. The only way he'd be able to do that was if he killed the humans that captured him. The VK is begrudgingly impressed. He'll still have simon separated from marcy for a year as punishment, though.

Marcy hugs Simon and tells him that she's glad he's alright. And that it'll be okay. He spent so long protecting her, from now on she's going to protect him (after all, the last time she thought she'd ever see him, he was about to be killed by a human mob. That event cements Marcy's belief that following the VK is what's best for her and Simon)

It absolutely breaks Simon's heart

Marcy turns 18 and Simon cannot stop her from becoming The Star

(while Simon is in isolation/solitary confinement, the VK frequently taunts him over a telepathic link- telling him how hard Marceline is working to become strong. To become a killer. The VK finds that messing with Simon is so utterly delectable)

As Temperance and the Star:

Marceline and Simon go by their vampire names when they’re among others but still use their human names in private

The VK brings on the sunless sky that allows vampires even more freedom than before

he ignores Simon's pleas to return the world to its natural ways. After all this time, he finds Simon's ways not annoying, but oddly endearing. He is the contrary voice to the whole court, after all; and though he might not have much power, the bravery to speak out against the king is commendable to some extent

Marcy begins her unending feud/hate-crush on Bonnie, who Simon secretly aids

Simon is mostly left to himself since Marceline is her own person now.

He starts growing a small garden of red food, assembling a library, etc. But most importantly, he tries to save any human child he finds

The VK got Marceline as his ward, why can't Simon have his own? He promises the court that the child will be his full responsibility and the king, mostly out of amusement and curiosity, lets Simon adopt his precious human children

however, Marcy can't help but feel like Simon is doing the exact same thing her mom did- he's scared of her or doesn't love her anymore, so he's trying to go away. Except this time, he's replacing her in front of her very eyes with some tiny, fearful brat that can't appreciate just how kind and loving Simon is

over the next few centuries, every member of the king's court except for the Star dies off. In every instance, Marceline takes advantage of their death to suck up their essence. The VK admires her for this.

at the same time, no ward of Simon's has managed to survive to about 11-12. Sometimes it was a hungry vampire that killed them, most of the time it was Marceline sneaking behind his back to kill off her replacement, and sometimes it was mere disease that ended them. He lost poor Shoko to infection after Marceline took her arm in a jealous rage and that put off Simon from taking on another ward for a hundred years

HOWEVER, Marceline still really loves Simon and wants to be close with him again. She's... just not sure how anymore. Simon still smiles at her and tells her stories and lets her crash in his library when she wants to avoid boring meetings or whatnot, he cares for her yes- but he never seems proud of her for accomplishing great feats like killing 100 human rebels in one night or taking Bonnie's eye

Simon still holds out hope that there's good in Marcy and that she can be persuaded to help him and Bonnie kill the king/her other dad

And then Finn comes along.

(For anyone wondering, I haven't really touched upon how the VK ends up infatuated with Simon bc I'm still figuring that out. But also, I don't think it needs to be clearly defined, it'd be a lot more fun to just see Simon winding up in essentially an arranged marriage

HOWEVER I will say this- the vampire king once asked Simon for a special gift in an attempt for them to become closer. He asked Simon to give him a mortal name, as all he knows is a life as an undying king.

Simon obliged and after much thought, he chose the name Leonidas. They are the only two beings who know the king’s secret name and use it, it’s something not even Marceline knows.)

#simon petrikov #fionna and cake #vampire au #the vampire king #finn the human #marceline the star #fionna and cake spoilers

[bellaxgiornata]

Falling For the Devil [Part eighty-eight: "The Birthday Brunch"]

Pairing: Matt Murdock x Fem!Reader

Summary: You and Matt meet up with your friends for Marci's birthday brunch.

Or The pair of you end up stumbling on a surprise of your own afterwards.

[Series of one-shots about Reader meeting, falling for, and dating Matt Murdock.]

Warnings: 18+ for this series; contains humor, fluff, romance, angst, smut (like...a lot of it later in the series), language, some violence

Word Count: 2.9k

a/n: This update is light and fluffy with a surprise at the end! Enjoy and feedback is always appreciated!

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"So, are you feeling any older today?" Karen asked Marci, setting her mimosa back down.

Across the table from you and Matt, Foggy began to swiftly shake his head beside his wife. His wide eyes were on Karen as he roughly waved a hand in the air, indicating that was not the question to ask her this morning. The movement immediately caught Marci’s attention and she glared at Foggy's not-so-subtle gesture. He abruptly stopped, pretending he had been trying to grab his glass of water the entire time. 

"I found some gray hairs this morning," Marci glowered, her focus returning to Karen as she answered the question. "So yes, I definitely feel older today. And I don't like it."

"I'm sure it was just a really, really blonde hair," you told her.

Marci's dark glare fell on you, the weight of it immediately causing your back to straighten in your chair as you sent her a placating smile in return. Beside you, Matt readjusted his glasses on his nose as he shifted in his seat. A second later you saw his signature charming smile slip onto his lips.

"Personally, I think you look great, Marci," he told her. "You don't look like you've aged a day."

At Matt’s comment, Foggy choked on his sip of water, his eyes somehow managing to widen further in absolute mortification that Matt would make such an ill-timed blind joke. To your left, Karen threw a hand over her mouth as she attempted to stifle a laugh while Marci's piercing gaze slid over to Matt on your right. Matt continued to smile back at her, entirely unphased and completely aware of what a smartass he was being. Though seconds later Marci's eyes softened, a grin tugging up the corner of her lips. You swore Foggy visibly deflated in relief beside her. 

"Funny, Murdock," she countered. "But I don't particularly want to think about my age this morning. Even though I'm happy you all came out for brunch with us." 

"We wouldn't have missed celebrating your birthday," you assured her.

"And Foggy wouldn't have let us," Matt added.

Your head spun towards him, mouth gaping open at his continued teasing. Nudging him with your elbow, Matt chuckled in response. 

"I'm kidding, of course," Matt said, draping an arm around your shoulder. "You know you're like family to us, Marci."

Your teeth bit down on the tip of your tongue at Matt’s words, heat burning at your cheeks. Ever since you'd moved in with Matt a week ago–besides noticing the inability for you both to keep your hands to yourselves which had led to so much sex that your cunt was still aching from overuse as you sat in your chair–you'd noticed Matt had started referring to the pair of you as an 'us' on occasion now. Something he hadn't done before. And judging by the looks on everyone else's faces, they'd caught that, too. Your three friends had also all caught the way you'd nervously dropped your gaze to the table, fidgeting in your seat.

Out of the corner of your eye you saw Marci and Karen exchange a look. You had a feeling they were about to interrogate the pair of you on your first week of living together. Your stomach twisted anxiously just before you felt Matt’s hand gently squeeze your shoulder in reassurance. But when Marci's focus returned to you as she leant forward in her seat, extreme interest written all over her face, your suspicions were quickly confirmed.

"We haven't had a chance to talk since you got settled into Matt's this past week," she began, her tone mischievous. "How's living together been going for you both?"

“Great,” you replied quickly, a nervous smile on your lips.

“Really?” Karen asked, her brows rising curiously onto her forehead. “No mishaps or arguments yet? Especially with the furniture being rearranged?”

You cleared your throat, your hands fidgeting with the silverware on your napkin as you remembered the brief argument yesterday morning before work. It was the first argument you’d had living together and it was about the pair of you having too much sex–who would've thought that would be the argument?

Matt shrugged beside you. “Nah, not really,” he answered, pulling you a bit into his side. “We’ve been having too much fun to really argue.”

Marci almost screamed in delight, her finger flying across the table at the pair of you as Karen let out a pleased squeal. Foggy was quick to duck his head, attempting to hide behind his hands at the table. You personally wanted to do the same with the way a few people at the nearby tables were now staring at you.

“I knew it!” Marci shrieked. “I knew you both would be fucking like rabbits!”

Karen giggled, her eyes on you. “Is that why you were complaining about being sore this week?” she asked. “You and Matt just can’t keep your hands to yourselves?”

You shook your head, not wanting to have this conversation with Matt and Foggy right here. “I really don’t think–”

“It’s certainly been a problem,” Matt cut you off. “But I’m not really complaining. Like I said, we’ve been having fun.”

You saw Marci and Karen exchange a look of pure delight just before your head spun towards Matt, a look of sheer horror on your face. He glanced down towards you, shooting you that charming smile of his.

“Matt!” you whisper-yelled at him. 

“What?” he asked innocently. “I’m sure you’re going to tell them all the details later. And besides, if you’re this riled up–” he leaned in towards your ear, “–you’re probably going to be too irritated with me to want me to rip that dress off of you when we get home and–”

“Matt!” you shrieked again, face heating at his words.

He chuckled, the warmth of it filling your ears and sending a shudder rippling down your spine. His fingertips lightly brushed against the skin of your shoulder, goosebumps rising along your arms despite the embarrassment flooding you.

"I stand corrected," he whispered. 

"What is your secret?" Marci asked curiously, leaning forward on her elbows towards you. 

"Babe, maybe we should talk about something else?" Foggy suggested. "Something that doesn't make everyone in here stare at us?"

"I absolutely agree," you said.

"Fine," Marci said with a sigh, settling back into her seat. 

"Do you remember how embarrassed you used to get around Matt? Always blurting out strange things?" Karen asked you. "And now here you two are practically inseparable."

Matt's hand along your shoulder pulled you further into his side as he leaned down, placing a kiss against the side of your head. Your eyes briefly fluttered closed as Matt's lips lingered, your heart beating unsteadily in your chest at the feel of them. 

"I hear wedding bells," Marci sing-songed across the table.

"Might want to get your ears checked then," Matt teased as he pulled away from you. "Sounds like your age really is catching up to you if you're hearing a ringing in your ears."

Marci's eyebrows shot up onto her forehead as Matt just sat beside you, smiling sweetly back at her. You were trying to bite back a smile of your own as Karen started to crack up to your left, struggling to contain her amusement. Across the table, Foggy sighed and shook his head.

"Buddy, I know you generally have a death wish," he began, "but I never thought you'd be dumb enough to actually provoke my wife to kill you."

"That would make an interesting front page article," you joked. "The big bad Devil of Hell’s Kitchen throttled to death at Wake 'N Bacon because he couldn't stop pointing out that Marci Nelson turned–"

Marci sharply pointed a manicured nail at you, her eyes narrowed. "Don't you dare finish that sentence or you'll both make the front page of The Bulletin," she warned. 

Both of your arms were wrapped around Matt’s left one as the pair of you made your way back home from the restaurant, Matt's cane tapping along the sidewalk. Marci's birthday brunch had been fun and you'd enjoyed seeing your friends again this weekend. Even though you'd been texting them throughout the week, you hadn't actually seen them since they'd all helped you move into Matt's apartment last weekend and you had inevitably missed them.

The brunch had also been a welcome distraction from Matt and yours' problem of constantly fucking. This weekend the pair of you had agreed to work on self-restraint. It seemed utterly ridiculous that this was an actual "issue" with you both–what couple actually needed to have less sex? But here you were, having to open the bedroom windows while you had been getting ready this morning in hopes to lessen the scent of your pheromones in the bedroom as you changed because Matt had been getting a little too handsy. It at least seemed to help him focus on getting ready himself, which only led to you both joking about just shoving Matt's head out of an open window whenever he made advances on you in the future.

"You finish that article?" Matt asked as the pair of you walked.

"Mhmm," you hummed with a nod. "Finished it while you were out last night."

"Good," Matt replied. "Hopefully you'll feel less stressed and can enjoy this weekend with me then. Last weekend was a little…busy."

"Well I wonder why," you teased, squeezing his arm between yours as he chuckled. "You planning on going out criminal wrestling tonight?"

Matt laughed, the warm sound drawing a smile to your face as you both made your way down the sidewalk. You still loved making him laugh.

"Criminal wrestling now?" he asked. "That's what I do?"

"Well you've never come up with a name for it," you replied with a shrug. "And it sounds better than asking if you’re going out and doing your illegal activities."

"Mmm,” Matt purred back. “ I'd like to do some criminal wrestling with you back home.”

"Matt," you warned. "That's what we're trying to avoid today."

"Do we need to, though?" he countered, glancing down at you. "We had nothing planned for the day besides that brunch so…?"

"I literally can't take anymore, Matt," you whined back. "I won't be walking all weekend if we have sex today. We need to find something wholesome to do instead."

"Wholesome?" Matt teased back with a laugh. "Like what? Go to church?"

You perked up excitedly at his suggestion. "We haven't stopped by to visit Maggie in a couple of weeks," you pointed out. "Maybe we should–"

Matt came to an abrupt stop on the sidewalk, pulling you to one beside him. Your brows furrowed as you watched his head dart to the side. The foot traffic began to spill around the pair of you as Matt continued to stare down the alley on his right. You craned your neck, trying to see whatever it was he was picking up on, but all you spotted was a dumpster and some garbage bags on the ground lying around it.

"What?" you asked him. "Fancy Devil senses catch something?"

“Yeah,” Matt muttered. “I thought I heard…a cat?”

You snorted in response, though Matt was far too distracted to respond to the noise as he usually did. His brows only further drew together beneath his red glasses as he continued to focus on the alley.

“I mean, there’s probably an apartment nearby with a cat,” you told him. “Or many apartments nearby with cats, actually.”

“No…” he replied, voice trailing off as he took a step towards the alley. “It sounded like it was coming from in here.”

Your nose scrunched in response to his words. “In the alley?” you asked him.

Matt nodded, disentangling himself from you as he began to fold up his cane. He took a few steps into the alley, his head still tilted to the side as he listened in on whatever it was he could hear that you certainly couldn’t. After a moment you followed after him, eyes narrowed as you watched him make his way over towards the dumpster.

“I think it’s in here,” Matt said. “Can you hold this for me?”

He held his cane out towards you and you took it from him wordlessly. Matt focused back on the dumpster, placing both of his hands along the ledge of it before effortlessly hoisting himself up and into it. You cringed when you heard the soft thump of him landing in a pile of garbage just before he ducked down out of sight.

For a moment you stood there, twisting his cane between your hands as you waited for him. You were about to call out to him when he appeared again–this time unmistakably holding a cat. The poor thing looked a little thin, its light gray fur looking a bit dingy and dirty as the cat’s nails dug into Matt’s black tee-shirt, the cat clinging desperately to him. Your heart immediately clenched at the sight of the cat as you hurried over to the dumpster, slotting Matt’s cane beneath an arm as you tried to free it from him.

“You poor kitty!” you cooed, cradling the cat against your chest before its nails soon dug into you through your dress instead. “Who would leave you in a dumpster?”

With a grunt, Matt easily climbed back up and out of the dumpster, his own nose wrinkled in disgust at the smell. No doubt he’d need a shower when the pair of you got back home.

“I hate people who do that,” Matt told you, reaching out and taking his cane from you. “I’ve rescued multiple litters of puppies or kittens from dumpsters around the city a few times now. It’s disgusting.”

Your gaze flew up to Matt in surprise. “You have?” you asked him.

“Yeah,” he answered with a nod. “There’s a shelter not too far away that has night staff. They uh, they’ve come to learn that Daredevil likes to bring by strays.”

You openly gaped at his admission as he ran a hand through his hair, attempting to fix it. You’d had no idea he did that when he was out stopping criminals. The knowledge of it only made you love him more.

“We can probably bring this one there,” he said, gesturing a hand at the cat you were holding. “If they’re full, I know they have other shelters or fosters they can get in contact with.”

Your eyes dropped down to the light gray cat that was clinging to you. It’s head rose up, bright green eyes meeting your own. The cat gave a soft mew that had you hesitating, your fingers beginning to scratch behind its ears. 

“What if…we don’t do that?” you asked him slowly.

Matt’s head tilted to the side, his covered gaze fixed on you. “What do you mean?” he asked back. “What else would we do?”

Eyes dropping back down to the cat, you saw it had closed its eyes. If you listened closely, you could hear the cat faintly purring as you continued to scratch behind its ears.

“I mean,” you began carefully, “what if we…kept it?”

“You–you want to keep it?” he asked in shock.

“Well, we should definitely make sure no one’s missing a cat first,” you explained quickly. “You know, see if this guy–or girl–is chipped and call up some places to see if anyone is missing a cat that fits the description. Do all the responsible things first. But…” you trailed off, eyes slowly focusing back on Matt’s face which was still twisted up in a look of surprise. “What if we kept it?” you asked softly.

“A cat?” Matt asked. “You want to have a cat?”

“I want us to have a cat,” you corrected him. “She–or he–could keep me company when you’re out at night. And I don’t really feel right leaving them at a shelter. I mean, you found them after all, Matt–in a dumpster no less. I feel like it's fate.”

You could see the faint twitch of Matt’s lips before a smile slowly drew them upwards at the corners. He took a step forward, one hand reaching out towards your face. His fingers affectionately traced the length of your jaw as he stood there silently for a moment, contemplating what you were asking. It felt like a long while before he finally spoke.

“I think you have a soft spot for loving unwanted strays, sweetheart,” Matt murmured fondly.

You couldn’t fight the grin that spread onto your face at his words. “It only makes me want them even more if they’re found in a dumpster,” you teased back. 

Matt laughed, the corners of his eyes creasing just past his dark glasses. His hand slipped down from your jaw until his fingers lightly brushed over the cat. The cat only relaxed further in your arms as Matt began to gently pet it.

“Alright,” he said after a moment. “If this cat really does need a home and you want it, then…I suppose we’ve just found ourselves a cat.”

You squealed in delight, focusing back down on the animal in your arms. “You hear that?” you asked the cat, its green eyes once again meeting yours. “You’re coming home with us. And I’m going to fatten you up and find you a name.”

“Okay, okay,” Matt said with a laugh, waving a hand. “Let’s hold off on the name until we know they don’t actually belong to anyone first. I don’t need you getting attached and getting upset if we have to give it up.”

Leaning down towards the cat, you whispered into its ear, “Don’t worry, he’ll fall in love with you, too. Just watch.”

[END NOTES]

They've got a cat!! I know many of you have been wanting this moment to happen and I always had it in my mind that Matt would be the one to find the cat in a dumpster and he wouldn't necessarily want to keep it--but just you wait. Matt and cat are going to be adorable. I have a whole list of ideas of things I want to explore with these two and Matt's senses when it comes to a cat that I've slowly been adding to for a month now. I'm thinking you'll see more of Matt and cat next because I think I'll make the next installment "The Stray" which I know was a suggested title from way back. I'm considering making it a Matt POV where he stays home with the cat while Reader runs out to buy cat supplies and he tries to bond with the cat.

I'll be getting interactive later today asking for cat name suggestions yet again. I'm hoping to find something that Matt and Reader would name the cat--so something related to Daredevil, Matt's father, or FFTD in general. For example, Matt loves trail mix, but that is a terrible name for a cat. So far I know I've been suggested Mittens (for boxing glove mitts) and Scarlet (because of Matt's suit being red) and I love those. I'm thinking I'll probably make a poll if there's enough for me to boil them down to and let y'all vote on it. Y'all know I love getting interactive! But I'll make a post for that later today or tomorrow so I don't ruin the surprise for everyone else.

#matt murdock x reader #matt murdock x you #matt murdock fluff #matt murdock #matt murdock fanfic

[peachhcs]

Will and Sammy definitely did kissed again after that first kiss, maybe in some parties with a little alcohol involved, but I think they definitely repeated that kiss

kissing as "just friends" | the wonder years

oh 10000% they never talk about any of the times they kiss "as friends" because none of them count and it doesn't mean anything obviously!

warnings: underage drinking?

wooo me posting twice in one day?? here's one small blurbs of a time they kissed again plus samy being affectionate and making will confused while i continue working through my writer's block tehehe (takes place samy's senior year of high school and will's final dev year)

au masterlist

senior year was the "go big or go home" year according to samy's friends. actually, marcie had all the big plans including throwing a senior year kick off party. whatever that meant, the girl was throwing at her house since her parents were out of town so of course the entire grade was invited including the ndtp boys.

things were going well so far except that marcie's house was packed wall to wall with kids from their school and random extras people brought along with them. trying to move anywhere was impossible because of the crowds, so samy found herself stuck in the corner of the kitchen barely listening to lauren and riley yap on about something.

she took two shots already paired with some sprite mix, so her veins were buzzing and her head felt light with relief. she scanned the room looking for no one in particular until her gaze stopped on a familiar mop of blonde curls—courtesy to herself after she insisted will grew his hair out more to "attract more girls."

the boy stood with his friends as they somewhat mingled with the others around. not quite thinking straight, samy pushed herself through the crowd in that direction. she stumbled into a few people, not really drunk yet, but definitely buzzing and tipsy.

when she finally reached them she hooked her arm around will's. the boy snapped his head over, softly smiling when he saw who it was.

"like the party?" the girl wondered to him and everyone else standing around.

"i can't believe you guys know all these people," gabe chuckled.

"i mean, not really, but i've gone to school with them for the past three years," the brunette smiled a bit before glancing at will again.

"having fun?"

"yeah, thanks for inviting us," he hummed.

will's own alcohol consumption contributed to his more flirtier nature towards the girl. even more than before. the others immediately noticed their touchiness, exchanging glances with one another thinking the same thing.

"want another drink?" samy wondered as she peered into will's cup that most definitely was not empty. it was her subtle ploy to pull him away.

"mm, sure," will didn't even hesitate nor did he say goodbye to his friends as samy pulled him away.

they watched the two disappear back into the crowd. ryan's chuckle came first and a small head shake, "god, i can't believe how oblivious they are."

samy and will did not make it to the kitchen.

they detoured into one of the bathrooms that happened to be empty, so they shoved themselves inside. neither of them said anything as their lips attached to one another in a near desperate manner.

the girl's back hit the wall. will's hands were everywhere along with the heavy pants quickly leaving his mouth. the alcohol in their systems clouded every logical thought and the only thing on their minds was the feeling of their lips pressed together.

samy's hands tangled into will's curls, pulling at the roots when his lips danced further down her neck.

"mhm, feels good," the girl mumbled.

"just friends, yeah?" will breathed against her skin.

"mm, yeah, just friends. just friends," samy nodded.

when the night ended and the sun rose along with everyone's hangovers, no one spoke a word about the faint hickey on samy's neck or will's hot blush when gabe poked him about it later on.

—

the locker room was empty except for will sitting against his stall head in his hands after the worst game of his life. the other guys left knowing to give him his space until a small knock tapped against the open door frame.

"will?" samy's faint voice came through. the boy picked his head up and her heart immediately broke seeing his bloodshot eyes and tear-stained cheeks.

she immediately slid next to him on the bench. "hey, hey. it's okay," samy wrapped her arms around his shoulders where he basically fell into her.

"we lost the fucking game because of me," will muttered.

"hey, no. it wasn't your fault. i promise. the other team played dirty," the girl shook her head.

"they took me out and it costed us our win," the boy frowned.

all samy could do was hold him and hope her presence brought his spirits back up. the two sat there for a bit longer while will let some more tears fall. samy didn't mind though. she hated seeing her best friend so upset especially since she knew how hard he was on himself.

after another five minutes, will lifted his head back up. samy took ahold of his face giving a gentle smile.

"i'm still so proud of you no matter what. one bad game isn't a bad player or bad career," she made sure he knew that or else he'd never stop beating himself up about tonight.

"thanks, samy. i'm glad you're here," the boy smiled. she leaned forward, pressing a chaste kiss to his forehead—something she did frequently but the gesture meant a lot more to the boy this time around.

the blush spread across his cheeks when his eyes landed back on her sparkly lip gloss. he thought about kissing her—telling her how he felt, how he thought these gestures meant a lot more to him than just friends—but then her phone buzzed.

kyle's name flashed across the screen—the guy she was currently talking to and sort of officially seeing. seeing his contact brought will back into reality knowing everything between him and samy would be strictly friends only.

even their drunk makeouts in someone's bathroom.

#hughes!sister x will smith au #will smith hockey #samy x will #boston college #boston college hockey #samy hughes #umich hockey #will smith imagine #will smith x oc #uofmichigan #bc hockey #will smith fluff #will smith hockey fluff

[half-a-stache]

Mama Marcy AU

An AU where Marceline was the one who found Baby Finn decided to adopt and raise him as her son like how Simon raised her.

She would sing Everything Stays to him, go on adventures with him, even let him borrow her bass and give him lessons.

It would be hard and stressful for her to raise him, but it would be worth it with help from thinking about what Simon would do and baby books she got from the library.

She would grow to love him as a loving mother, often calling him "Sweetie" or "Beautiful Baby Boy" as Finn would always call her "Mom" (which she loves to hear).

Finn would sometimes ask to be a vampire like his mom, but she would always refuse since she herself never wanted to be a vampire in the first place and she didn't want him to lose his humanity.

Jake would, of course, be Finn's bestie instead of his brother in this AU. Jake would still be a thief until Finn catches him and tell him how wrong stealing is before PB locks him up.

Because of Finn, Jake would reform himself into a better person and would often do community service for the Candy Kingdom. Even when his old team would try to break him out, he would refuse and threaten to call the guards. And sometimes, he did.

Also, Finn wouldn't have that crush on PB like in canon. Instead, he would kind of see her as his aunt or something due to knowing about her being his mom's ex.

Ice King would still be napping princesses, but Finn would always get them out and hang out to bond with "Grampa Simon" afterwards.

(Now, I thought about just giving Finn red clothes, but then I thought it'd just be a basic, lazy recolour. So, I gave him a hoodie, pants and boots.)

(For Marcy, I gave her short Marshall Lee hair to make her look motherly and responsible. Also, I mostly thought about how frustrating long hair can be when raising a kid.)

#adventure time fanart #adventure time #marceline abadeer #marceline #marceline the vampire queen #finn abadeer #finn mertens #finn the human #au #fanart #Mama Marcy AU

[sillydeafwitch]

Sdmi au post 2! Or is it 3?…

If you don’t know what I’m talking about this is the previous post for my sdmi au, which has a link to the first one.

I’m gonna call the og mystery inc the “OG gang” and the current mystery inc “Treasure Hunter gang.” REMEMBER THISSSS (this is more to me than to you lol)

More info time! <3

Brad and Judy are doctors and their job takes up a lot of time, though they do make a good living off it. They are pretty exhausted and aren’t around at home during most of the day for Fred. And when they are they are very burnt out from work. (Of course they don’t mean to neglect Fred, but they do- see my last au post for what Fred does due to that.)

Marcie is actually considered a popular student in this au, she won a certain competition (probably a science fair or something like that) and got a lot of recognition. Her fathers theme park is a little more active but they are still relatively poor. She isn’t a fan of being popular since she doesn’t really like all the kids being on her for questions, or asking her to do their homework.

Jones…I actually kinda struggled on what I would do with his character since a lot of it hinged on being a greedy mayor and Fred’s father, at least on the surface. But I think I did pretty decently with his character.

He would be double crossed by Pericles instead of the other way around, and get a pretty long sentence in a maximum security prison. But their comes a time in the story where the og gang want information about the planispheric disc- so they can get all the pieces before Pericles does. Jones gives them some information, but leaves out some of the aspects that reveal how truly dangerous this treasure is, so they don’t take it away from him once he plans to get it.

Him staying at the prison has let him be VERY corrupted. He really lacks any sort of feeling other than a desire for the disc- but this in turn makes the best part of him just that desperate so he latched onto anything that could keep him somewhat resistant to the curse.

He escapes prison soon after the visit from the og mystery inc and teams up with Pericles early season 2, or whatever this aus equivalent of it is, under the promise that he and Pericles would share the disc and whatever power they had. The Treasure Hunter gang would also team up with Pericles again at this point.

Pericles uses him as a tool to demonstrate to the Treasure Hunter gang what will happen if they don’t fall in line. (Jones gets the snake torture :[ ) Jones defends the kids when Pericles goes a bit to far in his harshness towards them, which results in what I just said.

I would add more too this but I wanna also focus on other characters in this post so that’s all your getting of him for now.

George Avocados is the mayor in this au. He’s also after the treasure since he found some old research papers from Jones. He doesn’t have clear idea of what he’ll do with the treasure, but he assumes he will prosper once he gets it since he doesn’t know why anyone else would want it so bad other than for fortune. Eventually he gets caught trying to steal pieces from the Treasure Hunter kiddos and gets arrested. The Og mystery inc end up taking Avocados research finding along with Jones research papers and documents.

Sheriff Stone is still Sheriff in this au, and he is constantly catching Daphne and Fred doing vandalism or catching them hanging out with dangerous people. He occasionally catches Velma and Shaggy staying at libraries WAY past their closing time.

He puts on a tough face and a grumpy attitude toward the kids, but does genuinely worry for them- and their parrot gives him the creeps!

Avocados often orders him around and treats him worse than Jones would. Plus they are hardly friends. The Sheriff catches the OG gang trespassing and once they explain their situation and why they are doing it he is skeptical, but he lets them go, since he doesn’t want those kids getting into anymore freaky business.

He often lets the OG gang go and makes excuses so they don’t face charges for their mysteries, he really only ever arrests them once or twice, and it was because he couldn’t make any sort of defense for them.

Once Mayor Nettles shows up their relationship progresses pretty similar to the show, but it’s gonna be sorta sweet since Sheriff Stone isn’t used to have a mayor treat him with respect.

Mayor Nettles tries to take more initiative to protect the kids but she ultimately ends up failing, for reasons I’ll take about in the next post.

I think I’ll stop here but this ain’t the last post! I’m very excited to continue with this au.

#scooby doo mystery incorporated #sdmi #scooby doo #ricky owens #cassidy williams #brad chiles #judy reeves #fred jones #daphne blake #velma dinkley #norville shaggy rogers #sdmi au #mayor jones #fred jones sr. #janet nettles #sheriff bronson stone #George avocados #George avocados slander sorry #professor pericles

[partly-hueman]

All about Jazz

I'll admit I have seen exactly ONE episode of I am Jazz and there is one thing that stuck out like a sore thumb. Jaron's mom, (Jaron is his real name) is a psychopath. I don't mean that in a crude name calling way. I'm describing her.

In 2003, when Jaron, "Jazz" was just 3 years old his mom noticed that he kept opening his onsie. She took this to mean he was trying to change it into a dress. She became convinced that her son was actually her daughter and by the age of 5 his mom socially transitioned him into a girl.

It's like if you stumble upon some liberal lunatic who tells you that her cat is a vegan. We all know who made that choice.

Jazz's mom consulted the UK trans lobby group Mermaids. Who has since been exposed as frauds and just downright evil bastards. At a conference in 1998 a Mermaids speaker admitted only a third of children exhibiting gender dysphoria "will grow up to be transgendered adults". Over a half would be gay, she said. And that was 25 years ago, before trans became the latest and greatest cause of the left. http://gender.org.uk/conf/1998/merm

Then she she then took Jazz to see Marilyn Volker, a therapist who had been a sex surrogate. She had sex with her clients, and even married one of them. Top notch care eh? So what was the outcome? Puberty blockers of course. This would help Jazz and his "traumatic gender dysphoria" as his mother calls it.

Once puberty blockers became available Mermaids became Britain's foremost campaigners for their use. But if only a third of kids with dysphoria will become trans adults, two thirds of the kids who get medicalised are not receiving any so-called "benefit" from blockers. Even those who may become "trans" are being harmed. The cognitive impact of blockers appears to be major and irreversible. Young animals on blockers become more anxious and withdrawn. The Tavistock found they made gender dysphoria worse in many kids.

Marci Bowers, Jazz's surgeon and star of "What Is A Woman", has admitted that no child who goes on blockers at the "recommended time" will ever be able to sexually function properly or orgasm. Did you catch that? Thousands of kids are being deprived of their birthright to become a sexual adult.

Why are so-called "trans kids" put through all this pain? I have a theory that the parents and doctors harbor a nefarious subconscious disgust for effeminate boys and butch girls.

Isn't it ironic that gay rights -which began as a movement championing sexual freedom- has been taken over by a cult that now sterilizes mainly gay teenagers, robbing them of sexual freedom?

Jazz has become what we have warned people about for over a decade. At just 21 years old, Jazz has become a tragic figure. Obese, depressed and often suffering from anxiety attacks, he has struggled to form anything remotely like an intimate relationship.

We were sold "Jazz Jennings" by The Church of Transgenderism and it's cult members. "Jazz" is a true success story and is propped up and highlighted as a rousing success of early gender reassignment for children. In truth, he’s been left sexless, sterilized and physically mutilated. Jazz is not an example to follow. His tragic life is an indictment of the trans movement.

#jazz jennings #lgb without the t #transgenderism #transgender #cope and seethe #lgb drop the t

[mushroomnoodles]

So Simon is just gone just like that!? That must've been horrible Morri to see when he woke up!😢 like imagine saying goodnight to your dad and thinking what you'll do the next day together and he's just...gone. And how did Marceline react to Simon's death and Morri now down a parent?

tw parental death, grief, angst in general, god kid is raising themself

churning out some of these questions that i wanna answer with no art, mostly because i want people to know what happened/my thoughts even if i don't feel like drawing or don't have time to.

it was absolutely horrible for little 13 year old (250 year old) morrigan! they were very distraught and confused, because simon didn't even age or give them a warning. a thing they won't forget is the coffee machine was still on, with a full pot.

the emotional devastation sorta kickstarted their dormant god powers, and when they were silently trying to preserve simon's body (they didn't want him to rot, they wanted him to stay with them forever) they initially turned him to stone. morri has been highly intelligent since conception, so they don't exactly think like a teenager, more like a naive adult i'd say, but they're also still a child if that makes sense? they want their papa, they feel safe around him, they love him.

after their initial bewilderment they realized they could sort of force his body into whatever they wanted (remembering those long past memories of grasping for things with their powers while simon was still carrying them, changing those objects and hearing simon react to it) and turned his corpse into a crown that they could hold onto.

they couldn't really bear to be in the house, and they just wanted their dad back, so they simply left with some stuff they thought they'd need (they did want to be an adventurer when they were younger, so they had a loose idea of what to take).

when their judgement wasn't so clouded by leave me alone, my dad is dead, they were afraid pb would do things like she did when they were still in the womb without simon to protect them and also feared that they would be suspected for simon's death due to their. uh. nature. and they didn't want to tell marceline.

morri chose to navigate their puberty alone (and it was such an itchy one, growing spikes and claws) and when more powers came in (portals to other parts of the world, portals to other universes, floating) with no stable guide of their own they took to.. less than healthy coping mechanisms when they found bringing their dad back to life was going to be a lot harder than anticipated. every now and then, they'd hear of marceline looking for them, and they'd avoid her, ever so determined to "fix" things so they could go back to normal and their family would be fine.

morri did have a few on and off parental figures, especially when they were younger- kind strangers looking out for them for a bit before they scampered off again.

marcy, by the way, was having an equally terrible time. from her point of view, simon and morrigan both up and disappeared without a trace. why? how? she couldn't find simon, and with morrigan's inability to be physically documented, it was very difficult to pinpoint where her little sibling went. at first she thought GOLB had something to do with it, and sort of still does. but the thought that simon has died has crossed her mind many a time.

marcy is a bit harder for me to characterize so i think i'll leave it there for her.

#a #nothin but words #plainvanilla #tw angst #tw parental death #tw grief #a little fun fact is morris hair was simon's length (and laid similarly) when simon died #and that's why their hair is soooo long #though its also a nod to their big sister marcy #golbaby

[cherrygummycandy]

Babysitting Evil

Platonic!Young!Gru x Babysitter!Reader

(This serves as a part 2 to my Young Nefario x reader fic. I plan to go more into Gru and Nefario's relationship dynamic later, bur I wanted to build up to that!)

Part 1:

(Look at him. Baby boy, baby.)

A few weeks after your encounter at Villainous Records, you find yourself laying on your bed. Laying on your stomach, your legs are kicked up, as you absentmindedly read the latest addition of 'Groovy Greens', your favorite environmentally conscious magazine label. Your eyes trace over the brightly colored pages, speed-reading articles about recycling and making bell-bottoms from recycled denim. Just as you flip the page to a piece on organic alternatives to popular styling products, a ringing sound makes you jolt. Sitting up, you grab the receiver of your rotary phone, holding it up to your face. "Hello, Y/N L/N speaking!" You exclaim cheerfully, only to be met with a scratch voice on the other end. "Y/N, honey, good to hear from you!" You recognize the gravelly voice as belonging to a rather odd woman you met at a yoga class a few weeks ago. 'What was her name?' You think to yourself, brows furrowing in concentration. Maisy? Marcy? Marlena!

"Marlena... Gru, was it? From Sven's yoga studio, Hi!" You greet her. "What are you calling about?" You're cut off when you hear her saying something to someone on the other end, before she resumes the conversation. "You know how when we meet at the yoga studio you said since I was new, I ever ever needed anything, to call you? Well, you're such a sweet girl, so I'll take you up on your offer." She explains. You remember saying that, but it was more of a pleasantry. You couldn't have imagined she would actually take you up on it.

"Uh, yeah, okay. What did you need help with?" You ask, unsure how to approach this. "It's not what, rather who you can help me with. I'm leaving with my spiritual counselor, Jacques." She sighs at the mention of this supposedly dreamy man. "I'll be gone for the weekend, I was wondering if you could stop by and watch my son for a while. Just a couple hours for a few days." She says this so calmly, that it doesn't even click with you what she's asking. "You... want me to babysit your son? Me? A stranger?" You ask, shocked and a little upset this woman would hand her child over to anyone so easily. "Yes, that's what I said, now, can you do it? I'd rather not leave him to his own devices, that devil-boy would probably blow the house up like he did my car." She mumbles the last bit under her breath, but you still catch it. You're conflicted, you don't want to babysit a stranger's kid all weekend, but you also don't want anyone else babysit this kid. What if he gets stuck with someone worse than you? A criminal even! Ignoring the gut feeling that this was a bad idea, you agree. "Vunderful! I'll be gone when you come over, but I'll tell him your coming." She gives you the house address and lays down a few rules. "He's an antisocial child, has a lot of nerve, that boy." She grumbles. "His little friends live at the house too, don't let them get into the tupperware. Ta-ta, now!" She hangs up.

"Wait, his friends live with you guys?" You ask, only to be met with silence. "Marlena?" You ask, before grumbling and slamming the phone back down. You roll over and yell into your pillow, hands white from gripping it so hard. Removing the pillow from your flushed face, you brush out your tangled hair and grab your boots. You pack a few essentials into your purse, and a candy bar for the kid. You think for a moment, before grabbing your magazine as well, rolling it up and tucking it into the bag. You grab your keys and head out the front door.

The sound of tires rubbing against pavement echoes out as you pull into the driveway of Marlena Gru's house. You blink a few times, the garish pink of her house mixed with the sunlight gives you a major headache. You park and walk up the steps, knocking on the door. Three small windows frame her door, and though you hear footsteps, you see no one inside the house. The pink door swings open quickly, and you are still met with no one. "Ahem." A small voice says. You look down to see a very small boy hunched over, arms folded as he looks up at you. "Are you de' babysitter?" He asks, his eyes narrowed in suspicion. His accent is incredibly similar to Marlena's.

"Yeah, I'm Y/N! What's your name, little guy?" You ask, leaning forward to match his height better. You put on your best babysitter smile, though it doesn't seem to change his serious demeanor. "Gru. And I'm not a little guy." He says. He steps aside as you make your way into the house, which is just as bright and pastel inside as the exterior of the home. "So, I have a few things we could do for fun!" You exclaim, shaking your bag. "I'm not super familiar with what kids are into, but I brought-" As you begin to talk about what you brought with you, Gru only sighs. He reaches into his dark jacket and pulls out a small gun with a strange green liquid inside. He presses the trigger, launching a stick string of green goo towards your bag. You squeak and drop your bag, and the green goo sticks onto your bag. Releasing the trigger, the goo recoils back into the gun, and Gru grabs your bag. You're still left in shock when he lets out a weird little giggle.

"Okay, 'Babysitter'." He uses air-quotes around the word babysitter, which only confuses you. "Let me lay down some rules. 1, I don't need a baby sitter, I'm eleven and 3 quarters. Not a baby." He flicks another finger up. "2, I don't want to partake in any babysitting activities, like puzzles or... baking..." He seems to struggle to come up with things babysitters do, eyes flitting back and forth as he tries to think. "3, do not bother me or come into my lair." You til your head. "Lair? Do you mean your bedroom?" You ask. He freezes, before nodding. "Uh, yes, my... my bedroom." He confirms. He shakes off his thoughts and returns to his hunched posture, before turning to leave.

"Wait, can I have my bag back? And where did you get a-" You try to focus on the tool he used to snatch your bag. "A goo gun?" You ask, unsure. He sighs, as if exasperated by your lack of knowledge on strange weapons. "It's called 'Sticky fingers', I got it from a friend." He explains. As he opens his mouth to explain further, a loud crash can be heard through the house. You and Gru turn to the stairs and see a bright blur of yellow come flying down the stairs. When the yellow blobs land in front of you, you step back a few feet in surprise, and Gru groans loudly.

"I told you to wait upstairs! Why can't you understand?" He yells, his posture straightening as he waves his arms about in anger. When he's done yelling, he puffs out his cheeks and glares at the yellow figures with a red face. It's kind of adorable, and you chuckle. "What are you laughing at, Babysitter?" He snaps, turning to you. "Nothing, sorry." You chuckle, shaking your head.

You turn your attention to the yellow forms on the floor. One of them stands, and you look closer. You gasp a little, noticing the creature looks like a taller version of Bob, the funny little guy you found a few days ago. "Eh, sorry, mini boss," The tall one starts to talk to Gru, presumably trying to explain himself. The second figure gets up from the floor, and you're shocked to see he has one eye. He launches himself at the taller one, yelling and trying to throw his fists. The taller one only sighs and continues talking to Gru. "Stuart, stop that! We talked about fighting in the house!" Gru yells at the smaller one, who only grumbles and walks away. "Gru, what are these?" You ask, and the boy sighs as he begins to explain. "These are my minions, who WERE SUPPOSED TO STAY UPSTAIRS!" He raises his voice at the end, glaring at the two of them.

"Eh, Mini Boss?" a small voice calls from the top of the stairs. You look up, recognizing the voice. Peeking through the bars of the banister, one hand still holding his bear, is Bob. "Bob!" You exclaim happily, which catches his attention. "Patoo, amigo! Bello!" Bob happily shouts as he hops down the stairs, tripping and bouncing off the floor. He doesn't even stop going until he arrives at your spot in the living room. As Bob hugs your leg, Gru and the other two minions look back and forth between the two of you. "Bob, you know the babysitter?" Gru asks. Bob happily nods, hands waving about as he regales Gru with his story. Gru looks at you when Bob is done explaining. "So your the person who brought Bob to Nefario?" Gru asks.

"Yeah, that must mean your Nefario's friend? The one who uses his gadgets!" Gru smile sheepishly. "Well, I do know my way around a few weapons." He admits, looking down at the floor and kicking at the shag carpet. You feel a tug on your pants leg, and look down to see Bob pointing at the other two minions. "Le Kevin!" Bob says, as he points a gloved finger at the taller minion. "Hello Kevin!" You greet. Kevin raises his hand to wave, before being pushed out of the way by the one-eyed minion. "Le Stuart." He says, snapping finger guns at you and pouting his lips. You look at Gru, then back at stuart. "W-what is he doing?" You ask Gru, stepping a few feet back from the minion. "I have no clue..." Gru sighs, shaking his head. "Kevin, Stuart, Bob, back to the lair." He waves his hand, and the minions pick up there pace as they head back upstairs. You wave to Bob as he leaves, and Gru remains there, rocking on his heels. His face is flat and he seems conflicted. You simply stand there silently, letting him think through, whatever he's doing.

"Gru? You okay?" You ask. He jolts, your words snapping him out of his thoughts. "Oh! Yes, of course." He seems like he wants to stay something more. "So, you said you have a lot of gadgets in your, uh, lair?" He nods. "That's a neat hobby." You try to take an interest, since you were genuinely curious. Besides, if you're gonna spend the weekend here you might as well get to know this kid. "Do..." He pauses awkwardly, as if afraid to ask what he wants to ask. "Yes?" You prod, hoping he will continue. "DOYOUWANTTOSEETHELAIR?" he yells, his face red with embarrassment. His words are so loud and quickly you can't decipher what he's said. "Gru, can you repeat that?" You ask gently. He takes a deep breath, and tries again. "Do you want to see the lair?" He asks. You don't answer for a few seconds, a bit surprised. He seems to take this as a no, and quickly tries to recover. "Never mind, it's secret anyways, and no grown-ups allowed, so..." He sputters. You can't help but feel sorry for him, it doesn't seem like he has a lot of people interested in his hobbies. "Aw, that sucks that there aren't any adults allowed in the lair..." You trail off, glancing at him. "How, How come?" He asks, perking up at your words. "Cause' I think the lair sounds cool, if only I could go in there-" You grin as he falls for your trap. "Well, I am in charge, so, I'll make an exception." He motions for you to follow as he bounds up the stairs, clearly trying to act cool. You giggle, seeing how excited he is. He drags you into a pretty standard kids room.

"Wow, nice lair, Gru!" You look around, only to be met with an unamused little boy. He rolls his eyes and scoffs. "This isn't the lair, not that you would recognize a lair." He smirks "You're just a babysitter, not a genius like me." He seems to have regained his ego now that you've agreed to see his lair. "In here." He walks into the closet. You're skeptical, but play along, squishing yourself into the small closet. Suddenly the floor beneath you drops rapidly as Gru pulls a lever. You scream as you plummet downwards next to the boy, who's simply grinning wickedly at your terror. When the fall stops, Gru steps out of the tiny elevator, and turns back to where you're cowering. "Stop shaking, it's just an elevator." He scoffs, walking ahead. You slowly and shakily get up from the elevator, carefully balancing yourself as you wobble forward. "Y-you don't have any other entrances into your lair?" You ask. He smiles and shakes his head, prompting you to roll your eyes at the smug kid.

"Minions!" He yells and raises his arms, stepping forward into the metal room. A flood of yellow minions, each with varying sizes and eyes come into the room, gathering around him. Your jaw drops in shock at the sheer number of them. "Minions, this is the babysitter." He presents you to the minions, who cheer. "Gru, my name is Y/N." You scold him lightly. He looks at you with a blank face, and responds with a sigh. "That is what I said." He looks back over his crowd of minions. "The babysitter is responsible for returning Bob to us, and I will now be giving them a tour of de lair. Please man your stations." He claps his hands and all the minions scramble to various posts throughout the lab. As Gru begins to walk to the first lab station, you look around in amazement. "Gru, did you do all of this?" You ask. He shrugs and smiles, "Well, I did de designs, the minion handled construction." He explains. "This is incredible!" You exclaim, only making him smile more and look down sheepishly. "How many minions are there, exactly?" You ask. "I don't really know, there seems to be more every time I come down here for a meeting." You nod.

Gru shows you around the lab, demonstrating how the minions are indestructible, showing you the various weapons he has (some are cute, like a cheese ray, others are less so, like all the bombs). At some point, you find yourself at a small table, watching Gru kick a vending machine as he attempts to get out a bag of chips. "Gru, didn't you build the vending machine? Just open it up." You say. He pulls on the machine and slips, falling down with a sigh. "I can't, I lost the key." He grumbles. He kicks the machine one more time, before giving up and sitting down with you. "Hey, there's a candy bar in my bag, you can have it." You tell him. His eyes light up as he rushes to go and grab the bag he stole from you. When he returns, he begins to happily scarf down the candy bar. "So, Gru, I gotta ask, what does your mom think about all your gadgets?" You ask. He stops eating the candy and looks down, folding his hands in his lap. "My mom doesn't really like my gadgets, she says they make too many noises, and cost too much on the electricity bill." He says sadly. "She doesn't like my minions either. Last week, Bob got into her makeup, and she kicked him out! I had to sneak him back in through the window." Gru laughs, but it isn't genuine. He seems incredibly sad. You feel a pain in your heart at how lonely this boy is. "Well, what about your friends?" You ask. "I'm... not the most popular in school. Probably because of all the lunch money I've taken..." He trails off. You sigh, "Yeah, that'll do it, Gru." He nods. "What about nefario?" You ask. He seems to light up at the mention of the quirky doctor. "He's a good ally. He helps me with my gear, in exchange for testing on the minions. He also takes me to places my mom won't. Sometimes we get ice-cream." Gru smiles, and you feel your heart melt at the sweet relationships between the two. "Well, I'll tell you what. If you eat all the dinner I'm gonna make, I'll take you to get some ice-cream." You offer. Gru looks at you with wide eyes. "Really!?" He asks. You laugh and nod. You feel a few pairs of eyes on you, and turn to see Bob, Kevin, and Stuart. You sigh.

"Alright, you guys can come too."

#cartoon x reader #x reader #despicable me x reader #despicable me #minions movies #minions 2 #rise of gru #minions rise of gru #young dr nefario x reader #young dr nefario #gru x reader #felonious gru #gru #minions movie #dr nefario x reader #dr nefario #illumination #animated movies #animated

[iamlostsomewhereinthegarden]

Marceline the Vampire as a sibling Headcannons

It’s been a while huh? Doing this one in a rush (aka 1 and a half days) cause this year for Halloween I’m Marceline

* You guys are adoptive siblings

* She found you in one of the places she made her home abandoned and somehow a vampire

* She didn’t know how you turned but she wasn’t gonna be a mom so she took you on as a younger sibling

* Had to make a shit ton of strawberry and tomatoe juice for you to drink since you weren’t able to suck color out of stuff yet and she wasn’t going to have you drink blood

* Kept you hidden away for a while

* Like she knew Finn, Jake and PB and all the main characters by now but she just never let them know

* Until you grew up to the age of like 4 and started getting adventurous

* Vampires grow at different rates until they settle at a reasonable enough age and can switch between ages at almost will

* So you quickly grew to the age of 4 within a few months with the help of Marceline, only thing was that your speech was lacking

* So as she’s taking you out and about Marceline eventually runs into Finn and Jake who is surprised at seeing her with a child

* Asks her what she’s doing with a kid and she lets them know that you’re her adopted younger sibling

* Que an episode filled with fun shenanigans of silent cute vampire you having fun with Marceline, Finn and Jake in which you end up saying your first words

* And your first words were: “I LIKE YOU LOTS” to Finn when he was leaving after all the excitement

* Keeps you away from Finn for a while after that but uses it as leverage to make you behave

* Eventually they do get to babysit you which makes for another episode with you in which whatever shenanigans you want happened but you were safe and sound by the time Marcy came for you

* And if you think your crush on Finn has gone away it didn’t, you saw him fawning over PB halfway through the day and so you ran away causing the shenanigans

* You get babysat by them often actually after the first time in which you’re a good behaving kid for the most part

* PB got told about you from Finn and Jake but ofc in a kinda confusing way so for a while she thought you were Marceline’s child and was looking for the other parent to torture them

* She eventually finds out the truth and awkwardly but sneakily hides the torture devices she had and gives you a lot of love and candy

* You hated her at first because of your crush on Finn but eventually started to like her

* Also babysits you at times, for numerous reasons such as research and to win Marcy over

* Ice King finds out about you but you absolutely love him

* The best uncle you’ve ever had, he takes great care of you showing the Simeon still inside and is amazing entertainment

* Sometimes you go and seek him out yourself which stresses out Marceline at times when she can’t find you

* Her dad finds out last, and he’s surprisingly chill about it and doesn’t care as long as he doesn’t have to take care of you

* Lowkey tries to use you in order to get Marcy to do what he wants but it ends up getting thwarted by you

* During stakes, you’re insanely protected it’s not even funny

* It helps that you are a quiet child

* Actually whenever she goes, you go

* Unless you ask for someone to babysit you even on dangerous missions and adventures you’re going with Marceline

* She’s overprotective and loves you lots

* Eventually finds out about your life before becoming a vampire and notices the major changes/similarities in your attitude

* Doesn’t change a thing about how she thinks of you

* You’re still her precious younger sibling

* And she’ll do anything for you

#headcannons #gn reader #gn!reader #marceline #marceline vampire queen #finn and jake #adventure time marceline #adventure time finn #adventure time jake #princess bubblegum #ice king #adventure time

[bugtransport]

god i really liked the ending to fionna and cake... i can't stop thinking about it each time i go back and run it through my mind i pick out different things that they did to set things up. and i'm coming at the show from the perspective of someone who really liked simon as a kid and always found him interesting and also just fucking loves sad men in general so. there's your context. it's a show about him being able to come to terms with the fact that he served a positive role in someone's life but that people and circumstances change and he needs to let things move on and come to terms with how things are in the present and accept the future instead of just living in the past, right. i mean he's living in a goddamn display of how things used to be back in the day.

more than that though there's marceline at the beginning of the show off getting a tattoo which is one of the quintessential "oh, she's not my little girl any more!" parenthood moments. we see the mess that she's in in the star where she didn't learn compassion growing up and is trapped in her toxic doomed yuri spiral. we see the winter king who actively warns simon from creating an ice-betty and yet he made himself an ice-marceline who's forever a child stuck there with him, who melts when he dies. we have the setup and proof that marceline is better off for having known and spent time with simon but proof as well that he needs to be able to let her grow up. (to sidebar with marshall, you can contrast it to his mom who wants to be this big controlling part of his life and... that's honestly why i don't feel mad about marcy not being in the finale.) same with fionna and cake - only by taking them out of his mind and letting them be in their own world and do their own thing without his "protection" and his magic as a crutch are they able to make their world their own and have it canonized. it's him giving up the chase he's been on his whole life with the crown by throwing it into the void and moving on because it doesn't mean anything anymore, there's no purpose in it, it served its time and that time is over now. it's everything with him and betty where you can't change things but you don't regret the time that you spent together. you might change the specifics but you wouldn't change being able to know someone and be in their life.

we can take it meta and say that setting this with fionna and cake is a play to our nostalgia as viewers and that fionna having grown up and become her own person apart from how she was in adventure time the show is doing something similar to us. i think that viewpoint of being in the present and accepting things as they are is something that feels so adventure time to me; in the same breath that itself makes it feel nostalgic. there are so many points in this show where i caught myself thinking "wow, that really felt like what watching adventure time felt like back in school" which i guess could have kind of been the point. being able to see these characters come to some kind of new closure was closure for me.

to be able to hold love in your heart for something or someone that served a time and place in your life but that you've since moved on from or grown away from is healthy and good and not shown nearly as much as i would like! i think it's important. it really made me happy to see that as the angle they decided to go with. everything can have a time and place. and we can move on.

#fionna and cake spoilers #making spaghetti #taking these out of the dms so you all can see my thoughts and where i'm at here

[1-beansss-1]

~ Ice Breaker Part 7 ~

Winter king x gn!reader

Warning - candy queen shenanigans, manipulation, touching without consent, Ice Marcy, Angst, mentions of Blood/Death/Injuries, suggestive content.

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you pulled away from him and grabbed your necklace.

"I-I'll show it to you... just please don't touch it, it.. it's not that I don't trust you it's just..."

He smiled sweetly and kissed your forhead.

"I understand, snowflake"

You lifted your necklace up for him to see.

He looked at the necklace. He'd already looked at it when you were sleeping, but he acted like he hadn't seen it before.

"Is it handmade?"

You nodded and looked at your necklace fondly.

"Yes.. My mother found this gem and made it for me when I was little, I've had it on ever since..."

He nodded, listening closely to your words. You looked like you were about to say something else but stopped yourself from continuing.

"A-Aren't we here to see your daughter? I'm sorry I distracted you.."

You said your smile didn't leave your face, but you spoke in a slightly somber tone.

"Yes! That's right snowflake, would you like to meet her?"

He was excited for you to meet her, and it showed on his face.

"I'd love to!"

He pushed you to the door. You walked in and saw a kid, playing a bass a bit too big for them.

"Uh, hello, sorry if I'm interrupting you.."

You said nervously as you walked further into the room.

"Hello! What's your name?"

The kid put her bass down on the bed next to her.

"Oh, I'm Y/N, what's yours?"

"Marceline, but you can call me Marcy!"

You nodded and pointed to the bed.

"Can I sit next to you?"

Marceline nodded. You sat down next to her and looked over at her bass.

"You can really play that?"

You said as your gaze returned to her.

"Yeah! Do you wanna hear!?"

Marceline grabbed her bass quickly.

"I'd love to! Do you write your own songs?"

She nodded quickly and started to play a song. You listened, humming along. When she was done, she looked at you with big eyes.

"Did you like it?"

"It was amazing! Have you ever thought about throwing a concert or something?"

She tilted her head. She didn't really know what you meant.

"Concert? What's that?"

"Oh, it's where you play in front of a big group of people"

She smiled big and looked excited. She really wanted a concert.

"I wanna do that!! Oh.. but I don't know if Simon would let me.."

You looked slightly confused

Simon? Was that Winter's real name?

You smiled and felt embarrassed that you never actually asked for his real name.

"I could ask him if you want"

"You would?! Oh, thank you!"

She stood up on the bed and grabbed onto your neck, hugging you. She was as cold as Winter, mabye even colder. You shrugged it off. You figured everyone around here was just cold.

You put your arms around her and smiled.

Winter poked his head into the room and smiled. He was so glad to see you getting along with Marceline.

"Marcy dear, can I steal them from you?"

She let go of you and smiled at Winter.

"Do you like Y/N, Simon?"

She teased and sat back down on the bed.

"Yes, I like them very much"

He said as he put his arm on your shoulder.

You started to blush when you heard his answer. He put his hand on your chin, making you look at him and kissed you.

"Eww!"

Marcy stuck out her tongue in disgust. He laughed a bit at Marcy's reaction. Your face got even more red, and you covered your face.

"Alright, come now, snowflake.. Let's walk"

He said, grabbing your hand and pulling you out of the room. Once you both got out of the room, he looked at you. He put his hand on the back of your neck, guiding you down the halls as he walked

"Is there something you'd like to ask me?"

You looked up at him slightly confused before remembering.

"Oh, right! Marcy would like to do a concert!"

He didn't answer and squeezed the back of your neck as he thought about it.You thought that meant he was mad at you

"I-I'm sorry.. I should have asked before telling her about it"

He stopped walking and looked at you. He leaned over slightly so he could see your face better.

"Do you think I'm mad?"

You looked down and nodded. You started to fiddle with your necklace. You really didn't want him mad. You were worried that if he was, he'd kick you out.

"While I do wish you had asked me about it before getting her hopes up, I'm not mad. I was just thinking about when we could do it."

You looked up at him and started to smile. You were glad he wasn't mad at you.

"We should tell Marcy! She'll be so happy!"

You turned around and started to run to her room. You were way too excited to walk.

He could feel his cheeks warm up a bit. He put a hand on his cheek and smiled.

"It's been a long time since I've felt warm.."

He mumbled to himself and glided over to you. He put an arm around your shoulder.

His sudden apprentice made you jump, and on instinct, you grabbed the handle of your sword.

"Snowflake!"

You let go of your sword and let out a soft sigh.

"Don't sneak up on me like that.."

"Were you about to swing your sword at me?"

He leaned closer to your face and smiled

"N-No!"

You felt bad that you grabbed your sword. It was just an instinct you had when people startled you.

"You wouldn't do that on purpose, would you?"

His grip on your sholder got tighter and he got closer to you. You could feel his cold breathe on your neck.

"O-Of course not! Why... Why would you say that?!"

You backed up a bit and hit a wall behind you. He put his hands on the wall behind you. His expression changed, and he looked scary. He looked like he was about to sink his teeth into you. You've never seen this expression from him. You grabbed at your necklace as you started to feel scared. You didn't know what he was about to do.

"Good.."

He said as he put his head on your shoulder. He could feel you trembling. He looked at you and put a hand on your cheek. His normal expression came back.

"What's wrong, my dear snowflake. Did I scare you?"

You whimpered slightly as he touched you. You looked away from him, sinking down into yourself.

"Oh I'm sorry, snowflake... I got a little exited that's all"

You quickly looked at him, your eyes widened and your face was bright red.

"E-Excited?"

He stood back up, letting you move from the wall.

"Yes... I feel like I can't control myself around you... I'll try harder, snowflake"

He fixed his hair and cleared his throat.

"Now, let's go tell Marcy about the concert."

He said, grabbing your hand and starting to walk. You pulled your hand away from him, you still felt scared.

"Winter... w-what, excited?"

He stopped and turned around, he leaned forward so your face met his.

"What do you mean? You have to ask me properly, snowflake."

He teased and poked your nose. He had a playful expression on. You got embarrassed and shook your head.

"N-Nevermind.."

He put a hand on your sholder and squeezed it slightly.

"I thought you wanted to know.."

His sweet smile was still there, but he looked at you with lustful eyes.

"N-Nope! let's just go tell Marcy!"

You said you had a slightly panicked look on your face. You pulled away from him and walked off. He started to walk, speeding up a bit so he could walk beside you. He put his arm back on your shoulder. You started to walk faster when he did this, making him let go of you. He sighed and grabbed your arm.

"Snowflake.."

He said gently. You stopped and looked at him. You still looked scared.

"Don't look at me like that, snowflake.."

He softened his face. He didn't want you to be scared of him.

"Please forgive me, snowflake.. I.. I really didn't mean to scare you."

He kissed your hand. You relaxed a bit and sighed.

"I.. I know.. I just.. I've never.. this is just new and.. and scary.."

He pulled you into a tight embrace. You hesitated a bit before hugging him back.

"..W-We should actually tell Marcy now.."

Your normal tone returned to your voice. You pulled away from his hug and smiled at him.

"Right..."

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#winter king fionna and cake #fionna and cake winter king #winter king x reader #the winter king #winter king #adventure time fanfic #adventure time x reader #adventure time fionna and cake #fionna and cake fanfic #fionna and cake #fanfic #Ice Breaker

[magicalqueennightmare]

Sins & Amends Chapter 42

Billy Russo x Female Reader (60 part story)

This follows pre- the punisher into the storyline of daredevil, punisher season 1 and beyond

This is NOT Canon Billy. This is decent human being Billy left with bad options over worse decisions

This was also posted to A03 under: WaywardGaPeach. That account and this one is the only place you'll see me post this. If you see it on any other platform/account know it's not me.

Chapter Summary/Warnings: Billy breaks out the hospital and comes to you for answers about the missing gaps in his memory [NSFW. Um old feelings surface and they're acted on?]

No matter how much time passed it didn't change how often you thought about Maria and the kids or how often you thought about Billy. Most nights went by fine but sometimes you would have a bad day and you would end up crying yourself to sleep with the knowledge that Maria, Lisa and Frank Jr were dead because you were alive.

You loved Karen dearly and loved seeing Frank working towards being truly happy again. After about a year going back and forth on it he'd finally taken her up on her offer and moved in with her. He was working construction jobs under his Pete alias. Seeing the two of them together warmed your heart. 

Alice and Kenzie were coming up on their one year wedding anniversary. Foggy and Marci were living together. Curtis had been with his most recent girlfriend Candance for six months and you were fairly certain the two of them were going to end up being a long haul deal. Hell even Matt was dating a u.s. marshal he'd met. Her name was Lilith and if you were being honest she was one of the coolest people you'd ever met. 

You were happy or happier than you'd been in quite some time even if it probably seemed like you should be miserable surrounded by mostly couples. Yeah you could date if you wanted but it seemed like that part of your brain had shut off. 

Work was good, you always had someone to hang out with if you wanted on your days off, Frank was now permanently just across town. You'd found a little peace even if you knew there was something missing.

You had a day off so you'd offered to help Curtis with the soup kitchen. "Excuse me Mr Hoyle" you teased sliding behind him with another pot of chili to add to the line. "No excuse me Miss Y/N"

Your friendship with Curtis had always been an easy one. He'd fell into a big brother position as easily as Frank had where you were concerned not to mention he was literally one of the easiest people on earth to talk to. Even when you couldn't talk to Frank you knew Curtis was a safe place.

He glanced at his phone then cut his eyes at you "isn't it about time for Madani to do another check for you?" You nodded not taking your attention off the woman in front of you as you handed her a tray of food with a smile. 

Once the last person was through you turned to face Curtis "Should I let it go? I mean maybe Dumont was right. The week I stopped going he woke up the same week. Hell if he's ever cleared to leave the hospital he's facing many many years. Dinah thinks if she pushed it she could get him out the hospital sooner and into the medical ward of a prison up state. She just has to get Mahoney on board since it's technically his case. Part of me wishes he was dead.."

"But part of you wishes everything was different?" He offered when you trailed off and you ducked your head "does that make me a horrible person? After everything he's done?" 

He reached a hand out to rest on your arm "No it doesn't Y/N. It just makes you human. You were with him for years. Your heart is what saved Frank more than once when you waded into shit waist deep to patch him up. Billy got himself all turned around and he's paying for it and he'll continue to pay it for. I just hope one day him and Frank can find some peace from everything that happened...you too"

"Yea maybe" you said quietly and offered him a small smile before turning to face the next line of people waiting for their food.

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You were walking home later still thinking over what Curtis had said. Maybe one day fate would see fit to let Frank and Billy both find peace. You just couldn't wrap your head around how. You would always be at odds with your own mind over what happened so you had no idea how either of them could come to terms with it.

You were so wrapped up in your thoughts you didn't hear your phone ringing until it was on the third chime. You dug it out your pocket and saw it was Dinah. "Dinah?" You answered crossing a street with a group of people to head back to your apartment.

"Y/N where are you?" Something in her voice made your stomach clench "headed home from helping Curt with the soup kitchen why?" A few seconds of silence passed before she finally said "Billy broke out the hospital" 

You stopped walking in the middle of the sidewalk and barely registered the guy that shoulder checked you. "What?" "Best Mahoney can tell he had an altercation with Dumont. The uniforms on the door intervened, he knocked them both out. One has a broken nose and the other has a dislocated shoulder. Dumont has staples in her head" 

"Shit" you were trying to slow your brain down enough to form a halfway coherent thought. "There's one more thing. I found a letter that Dumont tried to pass off as being from you. I think that may have set him off" "letter?" You didn't try to hide the confusion in your voice because you hadn't written Billy a letter since his last deployment years ago.

"That's what I thought. We knew something was off with her and now we have proof but we need Billy's statement to keep this from turning into another list of charges and a full fledged manhunt" you shook your head to clear your thoughts a bit then registered what she said "it's not a full manhunt yet?" 

"I'm hoping if the letter set him off he'll come find you. Even with the memory loss you live in the same place you did back then right?" So she was using you as bait? You decided to not take it personally then said "and if I get him to turn himself into Mahoney" "it's gonna go a lot better for him and we can go ahead and get him into the prison up state to start serving his time"

You ran a hand over your face then looked around "How long before it hits public? I've got to keep this from Fra-Pete " "Twenty four hours" you let out a breath you hadn't realized you were holding "if I hear from him I'll do my best to get him to turn himself in" "that's all I ask" she said then hung up which was usual for a phone call between the two of you.

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The rest of the walk to your apartment you caught yourself glancing down every alley and looking at every face in the crowd even more so than you usually did. 

You started to stop off at the diner to get a bite to eat but decided against it. Your stomach felt like it was one giant knot. Somewhere in the city Billy was out there. His memory was fucked up, he was apparently in a horrible state mental wise if Dumont trying to pass off something as being from you had caused such an adverse reaction.

You were worried about him but had no idea where to start looking. His memory was back to being in the marines from what Dinah had been told by one of his doctors. If he went looking for Frank he'd find an empty lot where the Castle house once stood. Curtis had moved a few times since he lost his leg and came home so Dinah was right to assume Billy would come find you. 

The question lingering in your mind was how would you react? You hadn't seen him since he was still in a coma and the last time the two of you spoke was before him and Frank fought. 

Did he remember Rawlins? Did he have an inclination as to everything he'd had a hand in over the last few years? You looked up and realized you'd made it home sometime while you were thinking. 

You ran a hand over your face and headed inside. Maybe a hot shower would calm your nerves. At the very least it would wash off the day and maybe help you prepare mentally for whatever would come next.

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The hot shower did help your nerves slightly at least. You were still thinking about Billy and the thought was now added into the mix as to what Frank would do if he found out but you hoped maybe something would happen within the twenty four hours that he wouldn't have to.

You had changed into leggings and an old t-shirt that you honestly weren't sure who it had belonged to before it ended up in your possession. Could have been Frank's, could've been Curtis'. Didn't really matter to you, it was worn enough it was soft to the touch. You left your hair loose not having the energy to fight with it.

You walked into the kitchen and grabbed a  gatorade out the fridge. You needed to attempt to eat and you had left overs from the night before but your stomach was still a bit too twisted to attempt food. Every noise in the hall was making you have to ignore the urge to check.

You flopped down onto the couch and flipped the television on more for the noise than anything. Only a few hours had passed since Dinah called so who knew maybe he'd turned himself in? 

You had almost dozed off when you heard an almost tentative knock at your door. You sat up blinking a few times because you honestly weren't sure if you'd dreamed it or not. Before you could convince yourself it was nothing you heard it again.

You glanced at the time and saw it just a little after nine. Could be literally anyone from Karen to Alice to Curtis. Hell a few of the female vets had dropped by your place before so it could be one of them.  You untangled yourself from the blanket you'd wrapped up in and padded across the floor smoothing a hand over your hair. "I'm coming!" You called so whoever wouldn't leave thinking you weren't home.

You leaned up to look out the peephole but only saw someone with a hoodie pulled up over their eyes. Your heart did a flip when you realized your gun was in the bedroom so you reached for the Louisville slugger Frank had long since stashed behind the door with your umbrellas.

You gripped the bat loosely and unlocked just the handle and deadbolt. The chain was reinforced it had been one of Frank's busy projects before he found work so you trusted it to hold. You slowly opened the door and barely registered the sound of the bat hitting the floor when your gaze finally met the dark brown eyes staring back at you. 

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"Y/N can I come in?" You nodded then closed the door long enough to unlock the chain and bent to pick up the bat before opening the door fully and stepping aside to let him in. He eyed it and you cautiously as he crossed the threshold and let his lips perk up in the barest hint of a smile "I know I look rough sweetheart but are you gonna bash my head in to add to it?"

You let your eyes skim across the scars littering his face. The worst was on his right cheek where large shards of glass had been embedded when you'd made it to his side. Frank had done a number on him and no matter how much your brain screamed he deserved it, your heart wanted to reach out and trace every new line on that face that was still just as capable of making your heart jump from being this close to him.

You looked blankly at the bat and shrugged "I don't plan to" you motioned towards the couch and he slowly headed that way so you shut the door then replaced the bat with the umbrellas then turned to face him.

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You took a deep breath then pushed off from the door not missing the flinch he gave at the simple movement. If he was this on edge being here in your apartment how the hell had he managed in the city? 

"Billy?" You finally spoke and his eyes closed at your voice so you moved closer to him and sat gently on the edge of the couch leaving a cushion between the two of you. He slowly raised his face up to look at you and it shocked you to see tears in his eyes "Billy why did you break out the hospital?"

He pushed the hood back from his face and seeing his hair cut that close to his scalp was like a punch in the gut. He looked closer to how he had when he first met you so long ago. "My head..Y/N it's all messed. I don't remember shit I should. I um..why didn't you ever come back? The first thing I saw when I woke up was you walking out the room door. I wanted to see you but Doctor Dumont said you never came back" his face curled up in a sneer of disgust at her name and you made a mental note to find out exactly what the hell she'd done to him.

Hearing that he woke up to see you leaving and you'd never known was like a punch to the gut. "Billy.. I didn't know. Please believe me I came once a week when you first got hurt but she barred me from coming back. She threatened to get a restraining order and that would've fucked me up with work. I had someone getting updates on you but that was the best I could do" you took a shaky breath and he nodded "Madani? She was there because of you?"

"She owed me" you admitted easily and saw the confusion in his eyes "I hurt you didn't I?" He asked after a moment keeping his gaze glued to his hands.

"I wouldn't even know where to start" you all but whispered and felt more than heard him move. His hand was hovering close to your cheek and you realized he'd started to push the hair behind your shoulder but stopped himself at the last moment "I know you won't lie to me so please just tell me everything. I want to know. I have to know"

You leaned forward just enough to let your face brush against his hand. You knew allowing yourself even such an innocent touch was a bad idea but you couldn't help it. Here like this? He was your Billy again.

You took a deep breath then pulled away from him so he would let his hand fall back to his lap "I'll start at the earliest thing I know and work my way through"

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By the time you got to his involvement with Maria, Frank Jr and Lisa's deaths Billy's hands were shaking. Without thinking twice you covered his hands with your own. The surprise on his face was easy to see "You've got to turn me in. I won't run or fight them. I wanted to see you. I wanted answers. I got both"

"Why would you be willing to go back? You told me what it was like" your voice tried to break but you managed to steady it. Billy snatched his hands away from you and stood pacing across the floor twice before stopping a few feet from where you still sat on the edge of the couch "I deserve to be dead. I've done horrible things and if they were to find out I was here and you didn't call? I can't, I won't do that to you"

You got to your feet and approached him slowly, very aware of how much he looked like a wounded animal in that moment "Billy can you do me a favor? Just one thing" he nodded twice before finding his voice "anything you want"

"Can you hold me in your arms please? I just need to know what we had was real. That you actually felt the same way about me" your voice did break then and it only took him half a second to cover the area separating the two of you.

He pulled you into his arms and you let yourself melt against his chest even if you knew you shouldn't. 

"Listen to me Y/N. I have been in love with you for years. There is nothing on this earth that would ever change that. I will never stop loving you. Before I could even talk again I heard your voice. Screaming at me to hold on. You pulled me out of that dark don't ever think I don't love you"

"Even through everything I couldn't make myself stop loving you" you admitted then pulled back to look up at him and you weren't sure what came over you but you leaned up on your tip toes to press a kiss to his lips. It was supposed to be a goodbye, nothing more but the moment your lips met it was that same raw energy that had filled every kiss between the two of you.

He deepened the kiss pulling you closer to him as a light moan fell from your lips. "Billy" he pulled back from you suddenly breaking the kiss and resting his forehead against yours "God I've missed you"

You stepped back closer to him and looked up into his eyes then pulled him down for another kiss but this time he didn't break it. You felt his hands move down your back until they cupped your thighs and he was lifting you into his arms. 

You felt a bit light headed and weren't sure if it was from kissing him or just your brain trying to remind you how bad of an idea this was. You wrapped your legs around his waist and broke the kiss long enough to ask "do you remember where my bedroom is?" "I think I can manage" he answered with a smirk before capturing your lips again.

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Billy put you down gently to your feet as soon as he crossed into your bedroom. His hands slipped under your shirt and you couldn't help but notice how they shook slightly. You stepped back from him and let your eyes skim across his face "Billy if you don't want to do this we can stop"

He shook his head as he watched you just as hungry as every time the two of you had ever been together "I just don't understand. Why don't I disgust you? My face. What I've done" you stepped back closer to him and tentatively reached to push the hoodie off his shoulders and smiled when he let you "Your scars don't bother me. As a matter of fact you're still unfairly good looking" 

His hands went to your hips when you reached for the hem of his shirt he nodded so you pulled it up and over his head allowing your hands to trail across the smooth expanse of his stomach taking special care to run your fingers across the new scars he'd gotten that night. "As for what you've done. A lot of it was to protect me. You're paying for it and you'll still be paying for it. None of that changes the fact that I love you"

He leaned down to let his lips meet yours in a probing kiss and when you gladly opened your lips to let his tongue slide into your mouth he groaned against you. "You're the best thing that ever happened to me" he murmured letting his lips trail down your neck savoring every sigh and moan he was able to pull from you. 

"Billy please" you managed between gasps and he arched an eyebrow "Please what?" You stepped back from him and pulled your shirt and sports bra over your head in one fluid motion then smiled at him "Please touch me" 

He walked forward forcing you backwards until your legs hit the mattress. He gently pushed you down on your back and made quick work of the boots he had on before climbing up over your body. "Here?" He asked before kissing your hip bone and smirking against you when your hips bucked up. "Or here?" He asked leaving a trail of open mouth kisses across your ribcage. 

When his mouth closed around the nipple of your left breast while his fingers found the right a moan left your lips that pulled a groan from him. "Oh my god Billy" you felt more than heard him chuckle before he started back down your body kissing and touching every inch he could. 

When he got to the waistband of your leggings he looked back up at you and that alone was nearly enough to make you come undone "I love you Y/N" "I love you too Billy" that seemed to be the push he needed because he pulled your leggings off and threw them somewhere behind him. Any other person on earth you would've left too exposed but the way he looked at you made you feel like the only woman on earth.

He lowered his mouth to your core and the first lick was slow like he was trying to memorize how you tasted on his tongue. A low moan left you and you reached for his hair which you were so used to grabbing in this position it was a shock to remember how short his hair was now. 

He added first one finger then another in with his tongue and you felt that familiar building in your stomach. His name fell from your lips somewhere between a curse and a prayer as he sucked on your clit while his fingers worked to push you over the edge. "Billy" you moaned before your orgasm washed over you leaving your vision slightly fuzzy at the edges.

When you finally came down enough to open your eyes fully Billy was leaning over you with a gentle smile on his face "Apparently I haven't forgotten everything" you gave a weak laugh "I should say not" you glanced down and saw he still had his pants on "You're over dressed Russo. Get naked and get inside me" "Yes ma'am" he responded with a wink.

He stood off the bed long enough to push his pants down to the floor then was back on top of you. His weight was so familiar that you felt yourself trying to clench just having him this close. He tilted your chin up to his and kissed you sloppily allowing you to taste yourself on him while his other hand lined himself up with your opening.

He slowly slid in and your mouth fell open in a silent moan. The stretch was something you hadn't felt in so long. Every time with Billy felt like you were made for him and him for you.

He gave you a few seconds to adjust then lightly gave a thrust. When your response was your legs wrapping around his waist and your hands going to his shoulders that was the go ahead he needed. "God yes Billy" you moaned letting your nails bite into his shoulders which only seemed to spur him on as his thrusts got harder and deeper "You feel amazing baby. So wet and so tight"

It wasn't long and you felt another orgasm building "oh fuck Billy..I'm gonna" he nodded "go ahead baby. I'm not far behind" his fingers came down circling roughly on your clit as the pressure finally burst and washed over you a half second before you felt Billy come filling you up as he gave a few more lazy thrusts.

"I love you" his voice was so full of emotion as he kissed you then gently pulled out apologizing when you whined at the loss of contact. "I love you" you nearly whispered to keep the tears at bay now.

The reality of what you'd just done struck you at once. "Oh my god" you whispered in disgust at yourself. "Baby? What's wrong?" He asked sitting up next to you.

You pulled the sheet up around you "Besides the fact that I just had sex with someone who doesn't remember the last decade of his life? Oh my god! I'm pretty sure that's equivalent to me being sober and you being drunk!" 

You were on the verge of a panic attack. Billy sat up and pulled you into his arms "Breathe with me baby. Come on" once you were calmer he made you meet his eyes "Y/N the one thing in my head that isn't complete chaos is you. When I couldn't remember how to walk or talk. I remembered you, how much I love you. You told everything before you ever let me touch you"

"I've missed you so much" you admitted breaking down in tears. "Come here baby. Let me hold you" he laid down next to you and opened his arms so you curled up on his chest. For a few moments you could let yourself pretend that what had to happen next didn't.

"What did the letter say?" You asked after a moment. You heard him swallow twice and glanced up to see that look of disgust on his face again "That you had come to the hospital to see if I was dead and was disappointed that I wasn't. That if I've ever cared about you, I'd kill myself at the first chance I got"

You felt an anger flick up in your stomach. God you were glad Dinah could bring that bitch down. You'd testify at any trial you needed to.

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You almost drifted off in his arms. God help you felt safe and so fucking happy but right before you did he leaned down and kissed your forehead "Call them" you shook your head slightly "I don't want to"

He cupped your chin to make you look in his eyes "I love you more than I ever dreamed possible. Don't forget that but don't get stuck. Move on. Be happy. Please" You leaned up and kissed him trying to put all you felt into the kiss "I'm going to get cleaned up then we can call" you could tell he didn't like you ignoring his plea to move on but you couldn't do that. Not right then.

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You stood in the middle of your living room holding your phone to your ear as Mahoney's cell number rang. Billy walked in and was looking at your photo wall. The one in particular was from the day he'd told you he loved you. Maria had taken it. 

You felt your heart clench as Brett's  sleep ridden voice answered "Y/N? What's wrong?" You met Billy's eyes and swallowed hard before saying "Billy is here. He just got here about ten minutes ago. He wants to turn himself in to you" any sleep was gone when he said "Be there in ten" and hung up.

You dropped the phone into your jacket pocket and glanced back at Billy "We've got ten minutes" he walked over and pulled you into his arms "Let me hold you one last time" you nodded and laid your head over on his chest. "I'll always love you Billy" "and I'll always love you Y/N"

Minutes passed before you pulled away and glanced up at him "If you don't want me seeing when they walk you out.. I need to leave" he nodded and let his lips brush against yours "Take care of yourself please" you nodded and headed for the door not trusting your own voice.

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You stood in an alley across the street watching as Mahoney pulled away with Billy in the back of his car. Dinah had already called for your official statement but now the question remained were you strong enough to go back in your apartment alone?

You heard a noise behind you and jumped. Your breathing returned to normal when you saw the shadow at the back of the alley "Matt" you whispered. He took his mask off and you were glad he'd worn the black suit. It didn't look as conspicuous if someone saw the two of you speaking.

"Heard it on the police scanner?" You asked after a moment and he nodded "Figured you needed a friend" you held out a hand never thinking for a second he wouldn't grab it easily which he did "Thanks Matt"

He squeezed your hand and half smiled "You love him. It's ok to let yourself hurt" "I know" you said watching Mahoney's car until it disappeared from sight.

Now you had to act like what happened with Billy didn't happen. You had to pretend like he had simply gotten his answers then turned himself in and you had to face the rest of your life knowing he was behind bars because he'd been someone's lap dog to mainly keep you alive.

@intothesoul

@weallhaveadestiny

#au billy russo #billy russo x y/n #billy russo au #billy russo x you #billy russo fanfic #billy russo x reader #sins and amends masterlist

[lady-asteria]

Sashannarcy's propaganda-meta

Propaganda for @/powerpolyculeshowdown poll

Disclaimer:Spoilers for Amphibia, the whole show, and Marcy's journal.

Disclaimer 2.0: I may use the words "babes" a little bit much, sorry if someone is uncomfortable.

The tropes, babes, the tropes! 

We aren't talking only about childhood friends to lovers or enemies/rivals to lovers. It's childhood friends to "It's complicated" to "we are going to fix this bc it's worth it" to lovers. The messy part, the complicated part is what makes them appealing because they end up fixing their problems. They have seen the others as their innocence, their worst and their best. /In this orden/ And knowing each other since they were kids is essential to their relationship because it is what gives them the ultimate reason to fix the messiness, as hard as it's, as scared as they are, the other two matter too much to each one to not do it. 

On the other hand: they are soulmates. Like, canonically. There is a prophecy about the three of them coming to Amphibia, fix their problems and defeat evilness. The prophecy is about them, their relationship was written in the stars by fate. Unlike other soulmates it isn’t a question of unconditional forced romance but one which triumphs because of their decisions and desire (kinda out of topic? But this is one of the reasons why I’m 100% comfortable with the soulmate trope with them) /Also, they look so cute/

Tecnichally, they have been and are roommates! OH MY FROG!  They are ropmmates

Reviving crying: Do you remember that scene in Tangled when Rapuzel cried over Eugene to keep him alive? Beautiful and romantic, right? (And emotionally devastating bc how dare them?) They have that here too! After being possessed by The Core, Marcy is unconscious (Sasha may think she has killed her? Maybe) Anne and Sasha put her body between them, crying while they say “Oh, Marcy. We love you” “And we forgive you. Please come back to us” and their tears awakened her. 

Meet-cute: Marcy and Anne meet on the beach, the former was building a sand castle and when she was getting anxious about the sea “I was determined to protect your masterpiece from being washed away before it was finished. You were getting anxious, so I took you by the hand, looked you in the eyes, and promised -We would defend your castle till the bitter end!-” &  “We lost your castle, sadly, but we’d found each other” (extracts from Marcy’s journal written by Anne) Sasha met them (they were around five?) when two teenagers throw Anne and Marcy from the swings making them cry- Sasha... did her best and the swings were returned to them. And when she was going to leave, Anne asked her if she wanted to play with them. Anne and Marcy choose Sasha that day and she chooses them every day after too, which leads to my next point…

They care so much for each other? They would do everything (...literally) for each other? Most of their mistakes come from love? The plot starts bc of Marcy's fear and love for them, bc she didn't want to lose them. (She hacked the universe for them, which is very romantic and gay if you ask me)

Also, tecnichally, they have been and are roomates. Oh my frog, they are roommates!

One of the points of their relationship is how, even if it's messy, even if it isn't pretty, even if it's toxic they love each other so much that they are going to make things better, for themselves as individuals and their relationship together. It's the kind of love that isn't unconditional in the "nothing matters" but in the "we can make this better, we are worth it" Love wasn'tenough to make it perfect, but it was to become.

OTHER THINGS TO CONSIDER:

Blushing:

Touchy:

"Your pupils grow when you see something you like":

Hands holding:

LOOK! Marcy is aquarius, Anne is gemini and Sasha is Aries...JUST SAYING

Korrasami ending: They are holding hands! There is a portal!

It's them, it's always them.

#amphibia #sashannarcy #sashannarcy propaganda #anne boonchuy #marcy wu #sasha waybright #calamity trio #i love them

[glapplebloom]

Who wins in a battle of the Toxic Friend turned good? (Source of Above Image)

Sasha Waybright is from Amphibia. She was a small kid who helped Anne and Marcy in a bind against some big kids. Sadly, by being cringe. But that formed a lifelong friendship that lasts to this day. Too bad Sasha was a mean girl and influenced the two into doing mean girl things. It was until Marcy suggested stealing a box that things changed.

When they were transported into the world of Amphibia, Sasha was imprisoned by the Toads. But because of her Mean Girls skills, she slowly took charge and became the Right Hand Man of Captain Grime. Her skills adapted well because she was a fierce fighter and handled a sword really well. The problem is while Amphibia enhanced Sasha physically, it also changed Anne emotionally.

Anne was fighting against her, for the first time in their lives. Sasha for a moment thought she should just be cut out of Anne’s life but Grime saved her. After that, she wants revenge on the Frogs that ruined her friendship. So she and Grime work on trying to set up a coup of Newtopia and all of Amphibia. Too bad for her she wasn’t the real villain of the series so when they showed up, she had to retreat.

Sadly to set up this coup, she had to trick Anne into believing she changed. But seeing what happened to Marcy and reading how Anne felt about her really got Sasha to step up and redeem herself. In Anne’s absence, she got Wartwood into a fighting force and after a long struggle helped save all of Amphibia alongside Anne and Marcy. 

Catra is from She-Ra: Princess of Power. In that specific series, she was a cadet who grew up alongside Adora. The two were really close friends but were raised to be Hodak soldiers. When Adora betrayed Hodak, Catra stood behind and continued to work for Hodak as the new Captain since Adora abandoned the position. Even after a failed invasion, Catra rose up the ranks in the Hodak army.

After failing to the pressure, she was banished to the Crimson Waste. Thing was she was happy there and even possibly was going to let Adora go. The problem is when she found out Shadow Weaver, her abusive old commander, was helping Adora, that’s when she went back to Hodak to help him open a portal to bring an even bigger army to the planet. She continues to dig her own grave as even when Hodak wanted to not do the portal thing she went ahead and did it anyway. 

She finally noticed she was in over her head when working for Hodak Prime. There was no manipulating him. No climbing the ranks. Nothing but complete loyalty to him or enslavement. It was at this moment, after 4 seasons of her not being redeemed, after the Hodak we’ve been following having a better shot at being redeemed, she finally does something good and saves Glimmer.

She got enslaved, but Adora did save Catra. And slowly, she found herself integrating back into Adora’s life. So much so that her true feelings are finally being shown and it ends with her and Adora together and her apologizing to the only other friend that she was abusive to: Scorpina. From being a bad part of their friends' lives to being closer than ever, these two have a lot of that in common. But who wins in a fight?

That’ll be explained next week because there was a lot to discuss about their backstories and even more to discuss why Sasha wipes the floor with Catra.

#research bin