#the adults would definitely be placing bets on her love life

[willsimpforazula]

Just a short quick thing that got out of hand and really I don't know where this leads or how to end it neatly, but here we are (i blame reading the long live series on ao3 for this; the series is just *chef's kiss*, even if you only have like the faintest idea of JJK) Also there is a huge lack of teenage Sokkla steambaby shenanigans, which is a crime and a travesty. it is suboptimal, as one might say. So here is but a small morsel, bone apfel tea or something. ******* TL:DR - Kaie exposes Risa's secret, Izumi attempts to play matchmaker and Miska gets slightly kinkshamed (only slightly, because he is a softboi, can't be doing him dirty like that) Note: Risa, Miska & Kaie - 17 Izumi - 22 *******

PalaceFire Nation

To say that it was overwhelming was most certainly an understatement. After all, it wasn't but thirty years ago that this very palace represented the nerve centre of a regime bent on reshaping the world in its image in fire and ash. And yet now, it was the place of memories and laughter, of peace, prosperity and healing. Truly, it was a bit much, with the heat and humidity doing little to alleviate that feeling. 

"Are you okay?" Izumi asked, her golden eyes staring from behind an equally golden framed pair of glasses.

"Uh..yes, your um..-" Kaie replied. 

"You can call me by my first name, you know. We're not that big on the whole royalty thing if it's just between us."

"S-sure, Izumi. It's just, well, it's really hot and humid." she replied.

"That's the Fire Nation for you, no sense of chill, even in the winter. But that's why people come here for winter vacation. You're from the Earth Kingdom, right?"

"My parents are, I grew up in Republic City."

"I see." Izumi replied, as they rounded the corner and headed to where the rest of their families were.

"Do you visit Republic City much?"

"Maybe like two or three times a year? But it's only for like a week or two at most. Can't afford to stay too long, not when there's a mountain of work to be done." 

"I suppose.."

"But enough about that, how did you and my cousin meet?"

"Well…we met at-"

"She spiked a ball into Mimi's nuts during a handball competition." Risa interrupted as she snuck up behind them.

"Oh my…." Izumi giggled, "I never knew sweet innocent Miska was into that type of girl. Then again, it is always the good kids who have the kinkiest tendencies."

"It's not like that, I promise! It was an accident!" Kaie blushed and stammered.

"Not from where I was sitting, you were looking super pissed when you did that."

"I uh..got caught up in my emotions and-um..it was an accident! I swear!"

"Calm down Kaie, you're fine. It's not like telling Miska is gonna change his mind about you. I mean, I could tell from the moment I saw you two how much he loves you."

"As do I with him." Kaie breathed, a smile on her face.

"Let's just say leaving these two unattended in a room is not a great idea." Risa shuddered.

"We're not that handsy or sappy."

"From the sounds of it, both of you were about ready to get it on and make me an aunt if I hadn't come back home early that day. Yes, you were that loud."

"You're just jealous."

"Of what? Getting tongue tied with some hormone-addled teen? Hard pass."

"I forgot, you have a reputation to keep, miss Ice Queen."

"Ice Queen?"

"If I had a yuan for every guy she's ever led on or left with a broken heart I'd have a stack about yay thick." Kaie gestured with her hands. 

"C'mon, it wasn't that many."

"I have it on good authority that you and Ty Lin are about equal in the number of heartbreaks y'all racked up."

"On whose' authority?"

"Anju."

"What?"

"See here's the secret, little Riri here's got a thing for older guys." Kaie continued, ignoring Risa's question.

"I do not! Also, who're you calling little? I'm seventeen!"

"And I'm twenty-two. Last I checked, twenty two is larger than seventeen so yes, you're little."

"That…checks out actually." Izumi answered, as her mind connected the dots.

"No it doesn't!" 

"Mmm sure Riri, keep telling yourself that, like you weren't about to throw yourself at Emiya's feet last night."

"Prove it."

"If your mom and dad knew what sort of eye signals you were giving him they'd be very disappointed in you."

"If he had the courage to do so he'd approach me already."

"Risa, your mom was like three feet away from you. No one would even dare make a move on you without getting electrocuted." 

"Gee mom, thanks for ruining my dating chances." 

"I'm sure there's plenty of fish in the sea. Though if you're dead set on Emiya, perhaps I could-"

"That won't be necessary. Besides, he lives in Caldera and I live in Republic City. We'd never work out."

"Not with that attitude."

"My offer still stands. If you do change your mind before you leave, just know that your jiejie Izumi is here to set you up for success!"

"You seem way too excited to set your cousin up, it's slightly concerning."

"Izumi, are you trying to set your cousin up with a date?"

"Oh um, hi mom?" Izumi replied sheepishly as Mai appeared along with Azula, Sokka, Zuko and Miska, with Druk curled around Miska, his eyelids drooping as Miska gave it pats and scratches.

"Don't 'Hi mom' me Izumi, did I hear what I think I heard?"

"We were just having some girl talk, that's all, your, um Highness?" Kaie answered.

"Is that so?" Azula asked.

"Honest!"

Fixing Kaie with a sceptical look, Azula decided to not press the issue further, leading the three girls to breathe a sigh of relief as they followed their parents to the throne room.

"Both of you owe me one." Kaie whispered to them, the smugness evident in her voice. After all, who could say that not one, but two members of royalty owed her a favour?

#sokka x azula #OC x OC #am i doing this girl talk thing right? #someone gib feedback #i promise i won't bite #okay maybe a slight nibble #Izumi #just teenage things #the adults would definitely be placing bets on her love life #it be like it do #sokkla steambaby fics

[shelby-fangirl00]

Hiii! Could you write a Tommy x reader where the reader grew up with the shelby and has always been super close with either John or Ada because she's closer to their age. Then as she got older Tommy started to become protective/jealous over her? Maybe some angst with some fluff at the end? You're the best (:

HI! I love this request. Sorry it took a little longer than expected! Hope you enjoy!

Kempton Race

Warnings: Adult language, mentions of sex

Word Count: 2327

‘Red or white?’ Ada asked me as she held up two different colored heels. 

 I turned around and faced her, tilting my head and squinting my eyes.

‘Definitely red today. You’ll ruin those white ones in all that mud.’ 

She smiled and sat down at my small kitchen table, placing the small red heels on her feet. 

Ada had invited me to join her and her family at the Kempton Race. It was a big day for the Shelby’s or at least for Tommy. Monaghan Boy was racing today. 

As we continued to get ready in my tiny home in Small Heath, we decided to have a couple of drinks. 

‘Do ya think Avery will be there today?’ She asked me, hiding the mischievous grin from behind her glass.

 I shot her a warning look and threw my whiskey back before answering. 

‘Jesus, I hope not.’ I rolled my eyes.

‘Is that over with then?’ 

‘He’s such an arse. I’m only of use to him when he needs his balls emptied. Fuck him.’ 

She raised her eyebrows and shrugged her shoulders. 

‘Don’t they all?’ she laughed out. 

‘Fuck em, eh?’ She said to me as he held her glass up in the air. She was referring to her strange relationship with Freddie. She didn’t like to talk about it much, but what I did know about him is that he was also a dick in the same way Avery was. 

Avery was a local boy who, on occasion, visited me in the night. It was nothing serious, just fucking. I had finally stopped letting him come by. It was doing more harm than good at this point.

I smiled and clinked my glass into hers before taking another swig. 

Me and Ada had been the best of friends since we were little girls. We were both the same age, 22. We had been inseparable for years. Growing up around Ada and her older brothers was interesting, to say the least. I was close enough to John growing up too. All three of us used to get ourselves into trouble quite often. I have many fond memories with the Shelby’s, even Tommy. Me and Tommy’s relationship, as children, mostly consisted of him teasing and embarrassing me in front of his brothers. 

Over the last couple of years, he was…different. I didn’t know what it was about him that had changed. He seemed to be protective over me at times, which I found to be odd. If me and Ada stayed out extra late with other men at the Pub, instead of scolding just Ada, I also was lectured. Was it jealousy of the other men in my life? Or did he see me as more of a sister? I could never tell with him. The tension between us lingered often. I didn’t know what we were, but he had never expressed any feelings towards me. To him, I’m probably just his sister’s friend, too young for him to even consider me in that way. 

The older we all get, the more I noticed Tommy. He was obviously always the pretty boy growing up, but now, it was different. Every time I was near him, his beauty seemed to just…radiate. It was quite intimidating. 

                                                                  -----

Ada and I were sitting in a booth at the races. Looking around to see all of the nicely dressed betting men bustling around outside. I wondered if Thomas was anywhere nearby. 

‘Don’t you worry, dear, Tommy will be here any moment now.’ Ada giggled out. 

 I swatted at her arm and shushed her. 

‘What are you talking about? Think that I’m looking for your brother?’ I chuckled out. I was, in fact, looking for her brother. I would never admit that to her. 

‘Oh come’on! I see the way you two look at each other when you think the other isn’t looking. It’s quite adorable actually!’ She whispered to me as she leaned in. 

Just then, we heard a low voice coming from behind us. 

‘Evening, ladies.’ Tommy sighed out, his hands stuck in his pants pockets, as he walked around us and sat down beside me. 

You eyed him down as he took off his cap and slid it into his coat pocket, slouching into the seat next to me. I couldn’t help but to stare a little longer than I probably should have. His sharp jaw, freckled, pale face, heavy blue eyes…

He then turned his head to face me, catching my eyes in his, face expressionless. 

‘I haven’t seen ya in a while, where ya been hiding?’ He asked me, his thick Birmingham accent flooding my ears. 

‘Not hiding, I know that much. Are you feeling lucky today, Tommy?’ I asked, quickly trying to change the subject. 

He looked into my eyes a second time, making my stomach do flips. 

‘Oh, I am feeling very lucky today, love.’ He said, his eyes not leaving mine. 

I couldn’t help but flash him a small smile, letting my eyes fall down the frame of his body before looking back out at the race track. 

Just then, two large hands grabbed my shoulders and squeezed a little too roughly. 

All three of our heads turned to see Avery standing behind me, a big drunken grin on his long face.

‘Well hello love, where have you been hiding out?’ He asked me sarcastically, mocking Tommy and I’s previous conversation that he had been listening in on.

‘What can I do for you Avery?’ I asked, standing up and facing him. Tommy stayed silent, not looking away from the racetrack now.

‘So official today! Have you already forgotten that I was just in your bed the other night?’ He questioned me loudly, trying to embarrass me. 

My face turned red and my hands balled into fists at my side. 

‘Fuck off Avery, or I’ll smack that shit eating grin right off your face!’ Ada yelled out at him from her seat beside me. 

I heard Tommy chuckle quietly at this. 

‘Alright, enough. Come’on Avery,’ I sighed out as I walked around Thomas to take Avery’s boney hand and pull him away from any more embarrassment. I walked him back towards the stables, stopping in front of Monaghan Boy’s empty one. 

‘What’s going on Avery, why are you here?’ I sighed out, crossing my arms over my chest.

He extended his arms and stepped closer, pulling me into him. 

I turned my face away, rolling my eyes at his awful attempt of affection. He was always handsy like this when he was drunk. 

‘Avery, I told you already…I can’t see ya anymore.’ I whispered, placing my hands on his chest lightly, deciding that fighting him would just make things worse.

‘Why is that? Am I not enough man for ya anymore? Would you rather have some thieving Shelby inside of you now, is that it? Is that why you’re here with them?’ he spat out. The alcohol on his breath stung my nose. 

‘Avery, you’re drunk…please- 

Just before I was able to demand that he let me go, he was jerked back completely flying and slamming down on his back. Clumps of hay and mud covered his clothes and hair. 

‘Sounds to me like you should take a hint and let go of her.’ Tommy said calmy. Avery’s eyes were wide with shock and a bit of fear. 

When Avery didn’t move fast enough, Tommy leaned over his body. 

‘Lay a hand on her again, and I’ll cut ya. Now Fook off.’ Tommy said lowly. 

Avery then stood up quickly, glancing in my direction for a quick second before walking away. Even he was smart enough to know not to push Tommy any further. 

‘Tommy…that wasn’t necessary. I had it under control.’ I said as I straightened out my dress and wiped the dirt off of my shoes. 

‘You sure about that? Cause it didn’t seem like you did.’ 

I rolled my eyes dramatically. 

‘He was just drunk. He gets handsy, but most men do in my experience. He’s harmless-’ 

‘-Until he isn’t. I’ll cut him if he lays another hand on you.’ 

My breath quickened as an awkward silence fell over the both of us. 

‘Well, what do you care anyways Tommy? I don’t need you to protect me.’

I looked up to study his expression.  

‘I don’t want you hanging around him anymore love, I’m serious.’ 

I giggled at this, stepping closer to him.

‘Even if he is a arse, I will see whoever I damn well please. What are you, my father?’ I scoffed at him. What right did he have telling me what to do and who to see?

He raised an eyebrow at me as his face hardened even more, his jaw clenching. 

‘Far from it.’ He stepped an inch closer, so close that I could reach out and touch him. My mouth hung slightly open as I practically gushed over him. His eyes were glossy and full of a look I hadn’t seen before. I could tell he was irritated by my disobedience.

I wondered if this was more than just me being protected and safe. If Ada had noticed Tommy’s affection towards me, then there must be something there, right?

‘Why are you saying all of this? Why do you care?’ practically at a whisper.

‘I care because…I can’t stand to see you wasting your time on someone like that! Some small-town fuck like him.’

‘Tommy, you realize that I am small town too! And so are you! How am I any better than him?’ I yelled out at him throwing my hands up in the air and slamming them back down at my sides. 

‘But you are more than this fucking town and he isn’t! You are different than him! You’re…intelligent and wise beyond your years. You are kind…and forgiving, sometimes too forgiving! You have a bright future compared to the rest of us.’

He stopped and rubbed his hands into his eyes and sighed loudly, realizing the weight of his words that were now up in the air. Practically stunned from this, I twiddled with my fingers before opening my mouth to speak. 

‘You really think that about me, Tommy?’ was all I could think to ask. 

His eyes slowly fell from my face to trace the curve of my body. I shuddered under his gaze, goosebumps covering the back of my neck. I imagined him kissing me, the feeling of his skin making contact with mine. It seemed so unattainable. 

‘Are my affections towards you not obvious?’ He calmly asked, his voice going up an octave. 

‘Tommy…I didn’t have a clue.’ 

‘Do you not feel the same?’ 

‘I…I didn’t say that. I just thought you only saw me as one of your little sister’s friends. I didn’t think you had ever given me a second thought.’ I tried to look at him, but he looked down at his muddy black shoes. I think my response disappointed him.

I took a few steps closer to him and placed the palm of my hand on his cheek to cup his sharp face, forcing him to look at me. As our skin connected, his eyes peered down into mine, surprised by my sudden forwardness. 

He lifted his hand to place against mine. He turned his head slightly, letting his freckled lips plant the softest kisses on my wrist. His eyes studied the nervous expression on my face. I had never seen Tommy act so tenderly. 

A deep warmness filled up my entire body as our skin touched for the first time. We had never been this close to each other before.

 All at once, his hand gently dropped mine to place his rough fingers on my chin, lifting my face up to look at him. He let a light smile flask across his face before he craned his neck to peck my jawline. He lifted his face slightly as I turned my head to face his. 

At the same moment, our lips collided. They slowly molded against each other’s for a few seconds before parting. 

My face flushed and became red under his gaze, but my eyes never left his. 

‘Do it again, Tommy.’ I panted out, trying my hardest not to crumble underneath him.

Without hesitation, he leaned down and kissed me again. His plump lips pushed into mine, this time with more force. Our mouths parted, and recollided again and again and again. The kiss quickly became hot and needy. His hands made their way to tangle into my hair. My heart was nearly beating out of my chest, I was sure he could feel it. 

My hands greedily clung to the clothes covering his chest. I teased him with my tongue, slightly flicking it into his mouth. He moaned desperately into my mouth as I did so, sending a warm wetness in between my legs. I couldn’t fathom what was actually happening. It felt like a fever dream. 

As I parted ways with his mouth, He softly nibbled my bottom lip in between his teeth, pulling at it lightly before letting go completely. 

I stood there, not daring to say a word. We both continued to breath heavily, our chests inflating and deflating. We quickly tried to wrap our heads around what just happened. 

I smiled up at him sweetly as his thumb then made contact with my lips, rubbing them lightly back and forth, studying them with his eyes, his mouth parted open, still reliving the feeling of my lips on his. 

‘You’re even more beautiful up close, which should be impossible.’ He stated quietly, thumbs still tracing my lips.

I smiled before lifting myself up on my tippy toes to crash my lips on his once more, not being able to get enough. I had no idea what would happen after this. What I did know is that after having a single taste of Tommy, I wouldn’t be thinking twice about Avery ever again.

#thomas shelby #tommy shelby #tommy shelby fanfic #tommy shelby x reader #peaky blinders x reader #peaky blinder fanfic #peaky blinders #one shot #fluff #tommy shelby fluff

[yourlocalbigtittyedbitch]

Hc's of some characters and the crap they deal with when they're with you

synopsis: just your daily life with the ones you care about (reader is not specified as male or female, but dose have a child written in some of these parts)

Parings: Jake, Lyle, Tonowari, Z-Dog

Warnings: reader sniping Lyle in the back of the head with a shoe, messing with Quaritch. You in Z-Dog being besties.(maybe somethin' more) Yeeting a child, just your normal day with someone you care about <3

Jake

You two where known for doing stupid shit, and Jake's mate, Neytiri.. would beat both of your guy's asses because of it, but you didn't regret it.

Totally bitch slapped Jake with a fish when he said something stupid about you.

Would be your go too buddy when you wanna get high as balls with someone. (Neytiri in the background watching over two adult toddlers being stupid again-)

Totally didn't make Jake try to catch a fish with his bare hands just so you could kick him into the water

When you two where absolutely fucking wasted. You stared at him, and he stared at you. Suddenly both of you started laughing like two school girls, covering your face with your hands as you hunched over.

When he fell asleep, you surprisingly had a marker on your person, so you took an advantage over this opportunity. (You totally scribbled a dick on his forehead,)

Also, if you got annoyed with one of his kids. You'd just throw them into the nearest lake. All he'd hear was "YAH YEET-" then a splash and laughter.

Lyle

You two had so much fun picking on each other,

You randomly slapped cheese onto his bald head, before running off and him chasing after your ass

You yanked on his tail, to grab his attention usually. But if he annoys you, you pull his ear sometimes, either that. Or he would wake up with dildos attached to his ceiling. (Don't ask where y/n got them)

That one time he ducktaped your kid to the wall.. his ass was sniped with a fucking boot, you had hit him so hard in the back of the head, that he actually fell. And you didn't feel sorry.

You two are the type of freinds to sound like they're gonna fuck, or sound like they're gonna kill each other.

Totally to just randomly slap his ass and say something stupid like "yee haw!" Or "getty up horsey"

Both of you would definitely do loud ass fake moans, especially when you two are high as fuck

Z-Dog

Gurl- you two would make stupid bets sometimes

"Bet you won't slap Quaritches ass"

"How much?"

"20."

"25 and we have a deal"

"Bet"

And so you slapped Quaritches ass and pinned the blame on Mansk. And he got such a severe ass beating, and oh my God you almost felt sorry.

One time you stole her bubblegum by distracting her with a kiss. Definitely got smacked, but it was worth it.

Definitely would have stupid arguments, like who has cooler tattoos or scars.

Man its so funny messing with her, she always gets so mad its funny. Just wait til your in your human body again, you're so fucked.

"I wonder what female tittys feel like"

"Touch mine"

"Okay-" when you just straight up grabbed her tit. She bitch slapped you

"OW-"

"DONT TOUCH MY TITTY!"

"BITCH YOU GAVE ME PERMISSION!!"

"I was joking you dumbass"

"Ass" was all you said as you rubbed the sore spot

You two would probably cuddle in her or your bed. Arms wrapped around her waist, with your head against her chest.

Tonowari

Pray to Eywa that this man doesn't get a heart attack from you doing stupid shit.

"Wanna see me jump off a cliff?"

"No. Please my love-"

As you turned around, you fucking sprinted like there was no tomorrow to the edge of the cliff. Before jumping "Fuck gravity!!" Was all you said as you fell down, and yeah. There was water at the bottom, poor boys heart almost fell out of place

You had an Ikran, and swore this bitch hated you sometimes.

As you where talking to Tonowari, you ignored the fact that your Ikran was nudging its head into your back, asking for attention. Once it got so annoyed, it stopped, before turning around and fucking whip lashed you with its tail.

Let's say you had a bruise and a worried Tonowari on your hands now.

There was a time where you'd get annoyed with your own kid. And sometimes would just throw them, into water or onto a bed. Never actually hurting them. All Tonowari saw was that small sweet lil thing pushing you arm and saying something, and you had this annoyed expression on your face, standing up you stared down at them and then yelled "Thats it!! Into the water you go!!" Before lifting your kid up and chucking them into the water "Yeetus da fetus!!"

(If Jake was there, you'd turn to him with a smile and just say "abortion!", and he would try his hardest not to luagh)

If you where to get drunk or high as balls, he would probably have to keep you at arms reach at all times. Or you'd just go do something stupid again,

He loves you dearly, but your gonna be the end of him, he saw you hanging upside-down on your Ikran in mid air, you where just chillin' meanwhile he was absolutely losing his shit.

You'd totally be the type to stare at his ass or tittys. And probably say something in English so he wouldn't understand what you had just said, "damn those are some big ol' tittys"

"What?"

"Nothing-"

#avatar the way of water #avatar way of water #avatar x reader #tonowari x male reader #tonowari x y/n #tonowari x you #tonowari #tonowari x reader #tonowari x female reader #recom lyle wainfleet #lyle x reader #jake sully x male reader #jake sully x you #jake sully x reader #jake sully #jake sully x y/n #jake sully x fem!reader #recom z dog #z dog x reader #z dog #z dog x y/n

[storiesbyjes2g]

3.46 Flames

I didn't bother doing a second class because I had a business matter I wanted to explore. The management team at the rec center would always have my gratitude for allowing me to host my classes, but as I said previously, it wasn't a sustainable solution. It rained too much in the autumn, and soon winter would be upon us. I needed an indoor solution, so I went downtown to Anchorpoint Wharf to see if I could find an unconventional space to rent, since I couldn't afford an entire building yet. If there was a backroom, basement, or attic I could use, or even an unfinished space, I could make it work.

I began my reconnaissance at the library. If it didn't say "library" on the sign, I wouldn't have known it was one when I walked in. The atrium was more like a mini art gallery, displaying works from local artists, I assumed. The rest of the downstairs was more like a community center with a breakroom outfitted with amenities for infants and a kids' play area. Upstairs looked more library-like, but unfortunately, it didn't have any obvious spaces I could rent.

I got hungry, so I found a street cart and had lunch. San Sequoia was definitely no sleepy town with its bold colors surging life into everything. Most of the colors didn't even match, but it worked so well, especially with the bridge towering over the city, tying it all together with its rusty hue. I loved how you could see it literally everywhere you went. San Sequoia had definitely become my favorite place I'd lived.

After lunch, I walked around the area, continuing my search for spaces. I stumbled upon an old movie theater and decided to take a break and see what they had going on. The movie was so boring, I couldn't even tell you what it was about. I was just so mad I wasted good money on that. Luckily, Yasmine called just as it was ending, so I ran out of the theater to answer.

She said she wanted to clarify our conversation from the other day. She liked me a lot and hoped her proposition didn't change how I felt about her. Then she asked me out! It was kind of thrilling to be on the other end of a date. I definitely needed some fun after that movie attempted to suck the life out of me, so I agreed to meet her at the pier in Copperdale.

I went home to shower and put an outfit together. It was only the pier, so I didn't make too much of an effort. Good thing too because it was so cold there. I had on my coat the whole time; I hated wasting good outfits.

I found Yasmine by the photo booth, and her outfit was definitely something to note. I never put much thought into my outerwear before, but the way she put her coat, hat, and jeans together had me second guessing my style choices.

"You look nice," I said.

"Thanks. Wanna take a pic with me?"

Me and Yasmine squeezed together in a tiny booth... I braced myself for whatever she planned to do to me in there because, if there was one thing I knew about her, it was she was bold and always went after what she wanted, and she definitely wanted me. She took full advantage of the lack of space and hugged up on me for our picture. We stepped out and waited for the picture to print, and just as I suspected, we looked like a very happy couple.

"Awww! We are so cute," she shouted. "I'm keeping this one."

I guess she should have a keepsake of our time together because that was the closest she was going to a relationship with me. Don't get me wrong. I enjoyed spending time with her and was totally down for some casual, unattached adult fun. But that's all it could be.

"I hope you're not scared of heights," she said.

Yasmine and Luca trapped in a slow-moving hanging basket... The story wrote itself, and I fully expected her to suck my face off, but she behaved.

"Look," she yelled. "There's my house."

I looked at whatever dark blob of trees she pointed at, but saw nothing resembling a residence. Copperdale looked like a black forest from up high at night. I bet the view was spectacular in the daytime, though.

We got off the ride, and she checked in with me.

"Are you having fun?"

"Yeah, thanks. I didn't ride anything when we were here last, so I'm glad I got the chance."

"Come on!"

She grabbed my hand and pulled me toward our next destination. Her excitement about the rides was just like a child's; it was adorable.

"This is one of my favorite ones."

It had a scary, Spooky Day theme, and I wondered what we were about to get ourselves into, not that I was scared or anything. On the other side of the door was the line. When we finally made it to the ride, it was kind of like a mine cart we sat in. It took us around this haunted house while animatronics and actors in costume jumped out at us, attempting their best scare tactics. It was cute; I guess.

The next ride was similar except it was love themed, and we rode around in a boat. Every time I looked in her direction, she was looking at me with a twinkle in her eye. It seemed they made the ride for moments like that, and with the number of teenagers who frequented it, I probably was one of many who'd experienced their first kiss in there. But I didn't want to make any assumptions, despite knowing what she wanted from me. I scooted closer, letting her know I was into whatever she had in mind. Instead, she playfully smacked me on the shoulder and laughed. I didn't like that one bit.

She was still laughing when we got off the ride, but I was not.

"Come on, I was just kidding, Luca!"

I was a very confident sim, except when it came to romance. A joke like that could sever all shreds of confidence I thought I had. There was no way she could have known that, but still.

She stepped to me within whisper distance, and my entire body felt like it was engulfed in flames. Here it comes!

"I've been wanting to do this for a long time," she said, yanking me into a deep, hungry kiss.

At first, I couldn't believe it was finally happening despite anticipating it all night. Once the shock of her lips colliding with mine wore off, I kissed her back just as hungrily. Every thought and dream that haunted me over the last few weeks fueled my hunger, and I could not get enough of her. I hoped this wasn't another cruel joke because my pants were getting too tight and I needed to go all the way.

"Come back to my place," she whispered.

I hoped she didn't live far. This was definitely not how I imagined my day ending, but I was totally down for the detour.

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#ISBI challenge #sims 4 story #sims 4 gameplay #adolting #adolting gen 3 #luca winston murillo #yasmine angel

[s3thwrit3sstuff]

I’ve been super into isekai, reincarnation, and time travel works rn and your gojoyn fic came to mind because it fits really well with the trope lmao

Asshole (cheating) husband ✔️

Traitor Bsf ✔️

Asshole parent ✔️

Tragic life ✔️

Tragic death ✔️

So! Lets say y/n died in the final battle and was transported back in time where he was engaged with Satoru and his mom hadn’t died yet, how do you think y/n would navigate this second chance? What choices would he make differently?

The way I snorted when you ticked off the criteria (Y/N) fit, nonnie 😭

If he was transported back in time to when he was on the cusp of being 18, sickly but alive mother and already wearing the ring with all the knowledge of what’s to come? It honestly might depend but I genuinely think the choices he’d make differently are as follows:

1) He’d tell his mother he’d be alright. Might tell her that she doesn’t need to worry, that he can shoulder this responsibility and that he is happy that despite it all, she was his mother. (Y/N) would stay and hold her hand while she passed, reassuring her.

2) With the knowledge of the humiliation his father will put his mother through by bringing his side-chick to her funeral? He’d genuinely chase her away, and be as threatening as possible (let’s say his headspace from before Shibuya is still prevalent - he has a lot of pent up rage).

3) Satoru. He’d go to the funeral without him and hold his head high. He’d still marry Satoru. If he wants power, he will need that surname whether he wants it or not.

5) He was already very involved in the politics of the Sorcerer Clans in Japan and outside of it, his name now has power and you will bet he will use it in favour of his goddamn family.

6) Kento. Oh, Kento. Such a nobleman. He would never get into the bed of a married man and take him. But fuck does (Y/N) wish he would. He understands that Kento needs time to find his footing in the world but he hopes in this life he will be more honest.

7) Tsumiki. Megumi. His children. He refrains from showering them with too much familiarity or affection - but he can’t hide how much he loves them.

“Your children need you, Satoru.” He’d say. He would destroy the world if it meant they’d be happy but for now, (Y/N) wants them to spend as much together as they can.

8) Would not be a virgin for 10 years of his adult life, lmao. When Satoru initiates? He reciprocates. If he knows what’ll happen then, might as well try and see if Satoru truly did love him enough to keep their first time with only his husband in mind.

Might hate how much his heart thunders when Satoru touches him (again).

9) “Satoru is looking for me?” Suguru muses. “Wrong Gojo though I suppose as husbands, I do carry out his will,” (Y/N) says from behind the Curse User. When his daughters get into an offensive position, (Y/N) would immediately utter “Divine Flame” and watch as Suguru tells them to stop. Suguru definitely hitches on (Y/N)’s pacifist streak and did not expect him to immediately use Divine Flame - especially towards his daughters.

“Don’t talk, Suguru. Tell them to put those toys away. We should speak.”

“You threaten my daughters - “

“This is a kindness you owe me, you adulterous little bitch.”

(Y/N) wants closure. He will get it from Satoru after today. But now, he wants closure from Suguru. Does he regret what he did? Does he envy (Y/N)? Is he truly a venomous snake in the grass or was it all just teenage emotions and forbidden love pumping through their adolescent brains?

When Suguru feels lightheaded from the tea they had, (Y/N) will slip his eyes shut and sigh, a tear rolling down his cheek as Suguru gasps and feels his mouth frothing up.

“And this is a kindness I owe you, Geto Suguru. Rest easy. I’ll be sure your body remains yours through your death.”

“Divine Flame,” he cups Suguru’s face in his arms and places a kiss on his forehead. He can feel Togatta rushing in, the other curses he had now desperately attempting to manifest into the air.

“Merciful Light.”

Suguru’s daughters will be protected in their jail cell. His cult falls without him - so early in its development too. Satoru does the same. There is no body to be found but he knows Suguru is gone because that’s how tangled their souls are. (Y/N) had done his best to erase any traces of himself at the scene, hoping his husband will be blind to him again.

10) He’d be extremely protective of Tsumiki at this point. Does everything he can to stop her from being cursed. Might even go hunting for Sukuna’s fingers in advance.

11) He’d be way more withdrawn in his plans. It’d worry his children, his husband and his friends.

12) Sets up stepping stones for him to raise in ranks through high society. Ruthless and conniving. He will chase away all his father’s brides and be such a dutiful son when his father falls ill - watching as he breathes in shakily on the hospital bed.

“You’ve said that poison is weak and distrustful. A woman’s game,” the flame in the centre of the room crackles and shines in that beautiful blue. “A wicked weapon. I will not mourn you, this is a sacrifice you must make for your clan. Love has no place in matters of power, father.”

The servants are not allowed to open the concrete door of the room and the hallway lights never flicker on anymore. His father will die in that room, with that candle, and his funeral will hold the ashes of an old dog that used to take care of the (L/N) clan's grounds.

IDK! Honestly, with how intense JJK is and how many people (Y/N) want to protect? If he went back in time, he’d be selfless but with this sharp edge of just pure ruthlessness.

His marriage with Satoru would be the LAST thing on his mind.

Ensuring everyone is safe is a top priority. Especially his family and friends. He understands certain things will need to happen in order for people to be propelled forward - like Yuuta needing that awakening to find the will to fight and protect others: money comes in handy when he has to convince Curse Users to attack the boy or his friends.

Yuuji feels as though he is being watched. When (Y/N) approaches him, he has a feeling the man is not as forthcoming as he makes himself out to be but (Y/N) is nice! Megumi deserves someone like Yuuji in his life - (Y/N) will manifest that boy’s Cursed Technique, one way or another.

Megumi can sense a darkness in his dad. Tsumiki worries about the way he stares off into space as he dices vegetables up.

Satoru has a sinking feeling in his stomach as he finds Suguru’s broken flip phone at the scene of the “fight”. An abandoned warehouse near the docks was destroyed and flattened as remnants of Suguru’s curses were splattered onto the walls. Whoever killed him made sure to not use too much of their Cursed Energy but Satoru shivered when he saw the slivers of (Y/N)’s soul emanating from the dragon curse that lay cut up on the ground.

YN would do just about anything to keep Shibuya from happening. He has divorce papers signed and ready to go for when Megumi is enrolled in Tokyo High, he is excited to greet Kento when he returns to Sorcerer Society; he is preparing for a war no one knows is coming.

If Sukuna managed to crawl out anyways?

It’ll be because (Y/N) had fed his fingers to inmates who’ve done irredeemable damage to another person; Sukuna will come to in a weak body and he’ll grin widely at the sight of his concubine dressed in auspicious silken garments.

And his grin only grows wider when (Y/N) curls his fingers at him.

“My, my, so eager, aren’t you, dearest concubine?”

#✩彡 — s3th rambles #he’d be very unhinged tbh #but hey #he’d look good doing it

[bucky-h0e]

Warnings: Bucky and Alpine being cute, a lot of song lyrics written out, Bucky being forced to deal with Alpine's dramatics, Alpine gets in her feels, Alpine can sing, Bucky having headaches, mentions of Bucky dancing

Serendipity Masterlist

Alpine 'introducing' Bucky to music (AKA. Alpine Aggressively Breaking Out Into Song)

Alpine is little ball of sunshine and the type of person who uses music to reflect her mood

she has a little collection of speakers that she uses, each with their different strength

bucky normally hears it before he gets out the lift to their floor

its nice

it gives him a clue as to how Alpine's day was

and it's a regular thing to expect

if bucky had one complaint

just one

it would be that Alpine HAS to sing the songs

she wasn't a bad singer

no she was pretty good to be honest

it was that it was always so aggressive

it could be a love song and she's staring him down aggressively singing her feelings towards him

she's emotionally constipated in that department so it's the only time she actually has the guts to do it

the first instance of her aggressive love was a few days after they'd officially met

bucky was still going to therapy at this stage and to be honest he fucking needed it after this incident

he had just been watching tv in his bare ass apartment, sat on the floor when he heard the undeniable thump thump of one of Alpine's speakers coming through the door

Alpine ever the respectful young adult came barging in, a small portable speaker in her hand, oversized clothing and messy ass hair

she's obviously having a grand time, singing her songs and Bucky had stood up so quickly by now

she had warned him that now they were 'friends', she'd be barging in on him

to which he replied

"I will kill you."

and she simply said

"Bet"

now he hadn't actually done anything, only been ready to defend himself

every time it happened, he was worried he's on day actually hurt her

this girl fucking laughs whenever he gets in a defensive stance and claimed its 'exposure therapy' - bullshit he'd checked with his therapist but she was no help because she just teased him about having a soft spot for the youth

Alpine had been cleaning her place, when 'Unwritten' by Natasha Bedingfield came blaring through her speakers

she listened to the full song first, happily singing and cleaning when she wondered how Bucky would react to the happy tune

this man is so grumpy and hates life and people - he needs to feel the rain on his skin (pun definitely intended)

so rather than politely recommend the song

Alpine will force this poor man to listen to her song recommendations

"Staring-"

"Alpine what the fuck?!"

"-AT THE BLANK PAGE BEFORE YOU, OPEN UP THE DIRTY WINDOW, LET SUN ILLUMINATE THE WORDS THAT YOU CANNOT FIND REACHING-"

ya'll remember the video of the kid in the car?

yeah, that Alpine in this moment

Bucky's bare ass apartment means that she can have a little dance around whilst she (very beautifully in her opinion) serenades this 106 year old grouch

"-FEEL THE RAIN ON YOUR SKIN-"

she's started his tap, put her hand under the water and started flicking it at him

(if it had been raining she would have forced his head out the window lets be honest)

"-NO ONE ELSE CAN FEEL IT FOR YOU, ONLY YOU CAN LET IT IN. NO ONE ELSE, NO ELSE CAN SPEAK THE WORDS ON YOUR LIPS-"

dramatic head turns and aggressive pointing at the very confused man

honestly, he's watching this little show thinking that if HYDRA had forced him to watch this he probably would have just behaved himself so that he didn't have to see it ever again

"are you done?"

"NO!"

replays the song until bucky has a noise complaint from their downstairs neighbours

Alpine has to buy dinner as an apology

Bucky defo tells Raynor in their next session

"She sounds like a nice kid, James."

"She's a psycho, Doc."

Alpine loves all songs, especially upbeat songs or songs that have a certain

spark

something that she can never forget or get out of her head if it randomly shuffles onto her playlist

case and point

Gwen Stefani's "The Sweet Escape".

Akon's 'woo-hoo, yee-hoo's?

yeah, she's screaming those

Bucky is terrified

one Halloween, Alpine and her friends decided to dress up as Bucky, Sam and Steve for their party

she's painted her left arm intricately to look like Bucky's using pictures she had of him

since it was hosted at Alpine's place, Sam and Bucky decided to pop over

Sam wanted to show Bucky what a party of a twenty year old looked like in the 21st century

man was traumatised

not by the loud music and LED flashing lights

the mess or the mass of bodies in barely there clothing

no

it was Alpine, dressed as him, singing this song

"IF I COULD ESCAPE!"

she is definitely drunk - so so so drunk

"AND RECREATE A PLACE AS MY OWN WORLD. AND I COULD BE YOUR FAVOURITE GIRL! PERFECTLY TOGETHER, AND TELL ME BOY NOW WOULDN'T THAT BE SWEET!"

her friend (dressed as Sam) was cheering her on as she stood on her coffee table, singing and swinging her hips to the song

Sam was laughing so fucking hard, he thought his lungs would actually collapse

"I KNOW I'VE BEEN A REAL BAD GIRL!"

Bucky could die

he would love to die right now

especially with Sam asking him if he'd been a bad girl

if the ground swallowed him up right now

he would be happy

Sam decides that he too could die after Alpine's friend joins her on the table, hand on her hip as they start shouting those god damn woo hoo's

it was on this day that Bucky decided that he wasn't particularly fond of this song

But Sam has already made it his ringtone and has a picture of a drunk, smiling Alpine dressed in this Halloween costume hugging a less than impressed but soft Bucky set as his profile picture.

the song came on again later in the night after the party had ended, leaving the trio and Alpine had convinced Sam to sing it with her

they gave Bucky a concert which he loved (despised)

he is still heavily traumatised from seeing a female version of himself screaming these lyrics

used it as blackmail against Sam

"One wrong move and I show the world that Captain America has been a real bad girl."

now Alpine adores upbeat, songs that she can sing and dance to

she will dance in the street quite happily (she's got the scary guard dog privilege that is Bucky Barnes)

but if theres one thing that would drive her

f e r a l

it's the opportunity to be dramatic

she could be having a great day

her relationships are going great

she got a promotion

she's making bank

it doesn't matter how good the day is going

when certain songs come on

suddenly she's just come home from a war that she's barely made it out alive from

her boyfriend of 5 years has cheated on her and she's been kicked out of her apartment

this girl sings the heartbreak like it's actually happening

These are the times that Bucky is actually worried that he's befriended a psychopath

it'll be a normal day, Bucky would be coming back from morning run

he'd introduced it just to get some sort of routine in his day

catching his breath, he'd do a little knock on Alpine's door before turning to unlock his own door

they'd started knocking to let the other know if they were leaving or if they were back from a place

they can't really place when they started it - but it made them both relax knowing that the other got home safely

Alpine, ever the nosey neighbour, opens the door

headphones on, shouting right at the poor man

"WE COULD HAVE HAD IT AAALLLL!"

"wHAT THE HELL!"

"ROLLING IN THE DEEEEPPPP"

"Alpine seriously, one of these days my instincts are going to kick in before I can stop them and you will get smacked"

"YOU HAD MY HEART INSIDE OF YOUR HANDS"

"you're not even listening to me"

she's kneeling on the ground as if bucky had just betrayed her in battle

"AND YOU PLAYED IT, TO THE BEAT"

Bucky deadass leaves her there and closes the door on her, sick of her shit or the day

but he's laughing to himself when he hears her still singing her little heart out form her apartment

the neighbours are looking out their door wondering who let the young girl move in

she was normal before Barnes moved in

that's a lie, she was just anti-social

and she stole most of their coupons so no wonder her neighbours didn't talk to her

and god forbid she go through an actual break up

she's this annoying with imagined scenarios, imagine if someone actually cheated on her or broke up with her just out of the blue

she's lying on the floor, staring at the ceiling singing her feels until her friends have to call Bucky in because none of their tactics are working

this is the ONLY time Bucky will actually play any of her music

she is definitely a swiftie, i feel like she has a specific playlist just for her taylor moments

she tries to get Bucky into it but he likes 40s music

also tries to get Sam into it and it works

he's a secret swiftie and no one can tell me otherwise

most of the songs she pushes onto Bucky are Taylor Swift songs, they're the ones that get stuck in her head the most often

she also requests them when she's drunk so you can imagine Sam driving her and Bucky back to their hotel after a Wilson cookout

she definitely had a few too many, requesting Taylor Swift the whole way back

Bucky is shaking his head because he imagines this is what looking after an actual child is like

Sam relents, starts playing her playlist

Alpine is loving life, drunk in the back of the car, in her feels and little imaginary scenarios that surface whenever she listens to music

"I'M DRUNK IN THE BACK OF THE CAR AND I CRIED LIKE A BABY COMING HOME FROM THE BAR! SAID I'M FINE BUT THAT WASN'T TRUE, I DON'T WANNA KEEP SECRETS JUST TO KEEP YOU AND I SNUCK IN THROUGH THE GARDEN GATE, EVERY NIGHT THAT SUMMER JUST TO SEAL MY FATE"

"AND I SCREAM FOR WHAT EVER ITS WORTH I LOVE YOU AIN'T THAT THE WORST THING YOU EVER HEARD-"

Bucky has to physically take a breath, watching her in shock and amusement as she belts they lyrics out, drunk out of her mind

is definitely shocked when Sam also joins in

"-HE LOOKS UP GRINNING LIKE A DEVIL!"

he is definitely impressed in times like this

but it's also times like this where he gets headaches and songs stuck in his head because Alpine doesn't shut up when she's drunk

honestly, she's awful (more on that later)

but he like's this version more than any other version of drunk Alpine

her other songs of choice include a lot of suggestive songs

surprisingly, they've have had long drunken discussions about these songs

shes drunk

he's unfortunately sober, wishing he had some of that good asgardian alcohol

"So he's saying he could fuck 24/7, seven days a week, which is why I think he's actually a super soldier."

"There are only two super soldier's in the world kid, you're looking at one of them." And i'm not sharing any aspect of my sex life with you."

"yeah but if there were going to be another one he would definitely be an option."

"Yeah whatever kid, just go to sleep"

"besides, you don't have a sex life. you got no game with the ladies. fuckin nerd."

"rude."

"Sorry, you're right, even the nerdiest nerd has more game than you."

"I will suffocate you in your sleep"

"STEVE ROGERS HAD MORE GAME THAN YOU AND HE JUMPS OUT OF WINDOWS WITH A GLORIFIED DINNER PLATE"

what did he do to deserve this type of abuse

honestly

and god forbid if she goes through a break up

the next time she's being dramatic, her and Bucky are chilling in his place

she's doing some shopping on her laptop, headphones in humming to the songs

Bucky is watching TV, wondering what he should order for their dinner because he didn't want to cook and Alpine had cooked for them their other night

(domesticated little cuties)

it's a nice sense of peace for Bucky

it feels like home

especially when Alpine starts singing softly

he prefers these moments

as said before, Alpine isn't a bad singer, she's good

and Bucky finds her voice soothing

especially when she's singing the slower, heart warming songs that don't stress too much on her vocals

so when she started singing to the song playing through her head phones softly, he closed his eyes and just listened

she'd noticed, disconnected her headphones so he could hear the notes

"And I thank God everyday, for the girl he sent my way..."

Oddly, Bucky connects ot it

its a song about romance, but he things of his relationship with Alpine

what they had was a family bond and he'd do anything to protect it

most nights he found himself thanking his lucky starts for his little neighbour

"But i know the things he gives me.... he can take away..."

that was definitely something Bucky was worried about, something he dreaded would happen.

it was why he was so protective of her

"And I hold you everynight.... that's a feeling i wanna get used to... but there's no man as terrified as the man who stands to lose you..."

oh wow Bucky definitely relates to this song

it's nice

for once he understands the songs she's singing

and its a nice, calm, serene song

he's looking forward to the rest of it

Alpine has a little grin on her face, not that he can see it

"mmm... Please.... stay..."

her voice changes

"I want you, I need you, oh God"

it's slightly deeper and she sounds more troubled than before

"Don't take"

Bucky opens his eyes and glances at her

"THESE BEAUTIFUL THINGS THAT I'VE GOT"

she stands and starts mimicking the guitar aggressively, pointing to Bucky

"I WANT YOU I NEED YOU OH GOD. DON'T TAKE THESE BEAUTIFUL THINGS THATS IVE GOT!"

Bucky is grinning and laughing

it's the only time he's truly, truly enjoyed her dramatics, despite the screaming at him

Alpine is grinning at him, jumping up on his new couch next to him singing those high notes before falling to her knees next to him and grabbing his arm as she finished the song

he applauds her and she bows

yeah, he enjoys those moments

until she charges him for the private show

"$50!? it was one song!"

"i did choreography and everything"

he doesn't pay, obviously but she's takes payment in the form of the dinner she was already getting so-

at the end of the day, Alpine is a child at heart

she get's excited and loves to express her self

unlike a certain super soldier

so her introducing him to modern music normally turns into him getting it stuck in his head because she's been replaying the same song for around 2 hours doing a task

or because she's singing at the top of her lungs

as much as he isn't a fan of 21st century music, he loves watching the little performances of Alpine and occasionally Sam

and yes, whilst he may be tempted to join them, he would rather die

he handles the instrumental versions of things extremely well

Lyrics can be lost on him sometimes.

but he does get his chance to join in though because she adds some 40s style music to her playlists for him, and when he hears that he often brings her in for a dance when it's been a particularly good day

sometimes, very oftenly so, if a modern song carries the same tune and tempo, he'll carry on the dance

"Oh ho! Wait until Sam hears about this. Bucky Barnes dancing to modern music!"

"Go ahead, he'll never believe you."

denies it every happened when she tells Sam at their next family dinner

"I swear he danced!"

"Bucky? Dancing? You think I'd fall for that?"

"But he did!"

Bucky simply offers an evil grin when she asks him to tell Sam the truth

"you're delusional kid"

#bucky imagine #bucky barnes imagine #bucky fanfic #bucky barnes #james bucky barnes #bucky and alpine #bucky fluff #mcu bucky barnes #alpine #mcu imagine #mcu james barnes #james bucky buchanan barnes #james buchanan barnes #james barnes #mcu sam wilson #mcu winter soldier #sam wilson and alpine #sam wilson #the falcon and the winter soldier #falcon #winter soldier and alpine #winter soldier fic #human!alpine #human alpine #bucky barnes found family #alpine barnes #alpine the cat

[trentcrimminallybeautiful]

i have this silly little undeveloped au in my brain that's just like. tedependent but it's the sarah jane adventures. sort of. not literally in the doctor who universe necessarily but like. local intrepid reporter trent crimm investigating weird shit except the local neighborhood kids will not leave him alone.

i have so many thoughts about this but none of them are coherent enough for a proper fic i think:

i just think trent being good with kids, generally. go mentor figure trent! (what this has nothing to do with my thesis what do you mean)

trent, like sarah jane pre-series, having a sort of reputation in the neighborhood (or in general, since i'm also incorporating his actual canon vibes/story) as to being standoffish, aloof, cold, etc., and generally anti-social, keeping to himself. and as the kids keep dragging him into things kicking and screaming he might also be dragged kicking and screaming into a community <3

if his daughter is essentially luke does that mean he adopted her under Strange Alien-Related Circumstances? absolutely it does, yes.

see i've got two great ideas for ted/tedependent. on one hand, although in the context of SJA/nuwho i'm not so much one for sarah jane and the doctor as a Thing, ted playing the role of like. someone from trent's Mysterious Past who he won't talk about who set him on this path? someone who was kind and wonderful and changed his life but then--at least it feels like to him--abandoned him? someone who made him a better person--from doing whatever journalism he used to do to this--someone who he's still kinda in love with... but trent can no longer even really talk to......until he shows up again? that's some good shit, not gonna lie. although i'm jimmying that into a happy ending somehow, goddamn it.

ALTERNATIVELY. henry being one of the Neighborhood Kids (as if we're using "canon" kids, we've got limited options) and ted being an oblivious parent. trent is trying to get these kids to STOP POKING INTO DANGEROUS ALIEN NONSENSE PLEASE THIS IS HIS JOB PLEASE STOP BREAKING INTO HIS HOUSE but they're stubborn and smart and they may or may not have saved his life once or twice and oh GOD THIS IS SO IRRESPONSIBLE but he can't just TELL THESE RANDOM NEIGHBORS about ALIENS. but like anyway this just painful secret identity-esque nonsense where ted knows henry's taken a shine to that nice journalist down the street and his daughter but does NOT know that henry is getting into Shenanigans(TM). this could lead into all sorts of drama about, you know, his kid being in danger... or, alternatively, ted has worked with some unit/torchwood-esque place before and is like OHH you know what? this explains that time i thought i heard you speaking an alien language. cool, cool. and trents like. .....WHAT

etc. i'm not wording this well but i think you get the idea.

if you really really wanted to make it complicated you could do both, considering the doctor's whole thing--either a fob watch or a regeneration--but honestly, i don't want to do that, so i won't

some of the adults do definitely get involved though. keeley either clocks that shit right away or thinks she's clocked it but she's actually clocked something entirely different. she's like i know you're mi6 babe ;) and he. is not. meanwhile roy having ten freakouts in a row and then being like nvm i'm fine with this. (is not fine with this, but will be eventually). jamies like yeah aliens. everyone knows about those. and they're like what?? no they dont?? and so on.

is beard an alien? genuinely no one's sure. he's not telling.

HOLD ON can i give trent k-9???? can trent crimm get a robot dog?????? yes please i think he deserves a robot dog

also see the trickster episodes? bet you could do something real fucked up with those.

i feel like i had more when i started this post but i don't remember

this not well thought out at all and i have no idea where everyone would fit in

anyway my point is. trent crimm, intrepid journalist, running around trying to stop alien shenanigans while Those Meddling Kids keep following him around. trent crimm doin a little Breaking And Entering. scooby doo shit. and he has such an interesting mix of seeming suave and badass and then immediately doing something embarrassing. trent crimm--via shenanigans and also Those Meddling Kids dragging him into their lives (aka he tries to keep his distance SO badly and only is involved when dangerous shit is going down but like then it's all. child knocking on his door like IT'S AN EMERGENCY OPEN UP and hes like WHAT WHAT IS IT and theyre like can you help me with my homework :( and hes like. fuck. yeah fine what do you want help with. (some subjects he's very helpful on others he's VERY not) until they're like okay but you're coming to this bbq right. and he's like? no? and they're like you're coming to this bbq right. and so on) ANYWAY the point is they keep dragging him into their lives and now oops! trent actually knows his neighbors and has to go through the mortifying ordeal of being known. but that also means that when he gets badly hurt or sick he's used to the empty hospital room but now he actually gets people showing up and forcing baked goods on him and shit and i'm just feeling a lot of things about this extremely hypothetical au based on my already existing feelings about trent gaining a community in s3/post-canon,

wait does this mean trent gets sonic lipstick? HELL YEAH IT DOES

#well actually i have a LOT of silly little underdeveloped aus in my brain but #anyway. crack edition: the football players are still football players. #trent crimm wondering why he's trying to stop an alien spaceship from blowing up the block #with the help of a team of famous football players. roy kent just punched a raxicoricofallapatorian. #trent on the couch with a black eye bc they had a run in with a sontaron or some shit: [holding up peas to his face] okay. #so jamie tartt is here for some reason. and also the neighbor i have a crush on. and also his son. and also colin. this is fine #that's all a joke obviously but the imagery has me cackling #anyway this also made me think of trent as river song which doesnt work at first glance but then when i think about some PARTICULAR things #makes me cry. like. just. meeting him in reverse. #it's s3 trent--dorky and open and softer but sadder--that he meets first #and by the time he reaches the end he sees how far he's come out of his shell and how unhappy he was #but then they have their moment... #sorry that's also barely coherent and definitely wouldn't make a cohesive au without a lot more work im just spinning thoughts in my brain #trent crimm #tedependent #tedtrent #ted x trent #sja au #tvtcau #the first one before i even had that lol

[esouliie]

– BEAUTIFUL BONES

– pairing: natasha romanoff x reader

– synopsis: natasha meets love.

– warnings: toxic relationship, inspired by georgia by phoebe bridgers ♡ ༘*.ﾟ

Love is beautiful. Love is forgiving. Love is all.

For Natasha, love could’ve been the one thing she wished to never experience.

For Natasha, love could’ve been the one thing she wished to never experience.

In her life, all things she loved, had been taken. The motherhood love from infant to adult never stayed. The eternal sisterhood never held. All were false.

She wouldn't have wished love on her worst enemy. Love was the only thing she could not conquer, she could not defeat.

Love was you.

Natasha first saw you outside of an elementary school. You stood, unaware the agent was surveilling the area, with a small girl holding your hand. 

You both looked around, searching for something. Natasha followed your gaze.

But, she found your eyes set on her. Head tilted as you studied the woman across the street and waved.

A man, dressed in a suit, rushed towards you and the hand clinging to yours disappeared. The motion had drawn your attention away from the redhead as the little girl ran into her father’s arm. Her giggles filled the street. You were smiling at the sight.

Natasha was intrigued. She had never seen you before, you definitely had never seen her before, and yet you were waving as if you knew her.

Lost in thought, the redhead had neglected to notice your approach. 

“Hi.” 

A simple word, a simple greeting, and Natasha was tongue tied. “Uh, hi.” 

“Are you interested in sending yours here?” You gesture towards the colourful building.

Of course, you’d thought nothing of the lone woman standing outside of the school. 

You wouldn't know that she's an assassin with a hit list higher than her age. 

You wouldn't know that she was dangerous.

A threat. 

“No, I, uh, don't have any.” Your brow creases and she quickly adds, “I'm looking for my niece though.”

She stumbles over her words but she notices your face relax. You believed her.

“I see. That’s sweet.” A lopsided smile spreads across your face. Natasha thinks you look cute. 

“I teach third grade. Tough crowd.” You joke. Your smile turned into a giggle. Natasha wants to hear it again.

“I bet.” She replies and you giggle again. The redhead was proud of making you laugh. 

“Would you like to grab a late lunch with me? School’s out now and I’d much rather spend my time eating than marking.”

Natasha was glad she said yes.

…

A year later, Natasha moved into your place. 

She still had her apartment but it was only used when she arrived home from missions, giving her time to settle into her domestic persona and dress any injuries.

She still hadn't told you about her job, only that she worked for the government and had to go on trips occasionally. You hadn't asked again after that.

Natasha knew you had fallen for her.

Not only had you told her multiples but every time she came home, your eyes would beam as if they only belonged to her. You'd wait for her even if it was in the middle of the night just to eat together. Even in public, you'd unconsciously drift towards her, subtly touching parts of her that no one had touched before so lovingly.

She had become a part of your life - a chapter in your story - and that frightened her.

Unbeknownst to her, you had noticed the hesitancy. The ever so subtle wall that’s always been there. She never initiated physical contact. Her touch never lasted long enough to register it was there.

You brushed it off at first, but it began to trouble you after a while. You'd be lost in your thoughts whenever she was gone.

Swallowed whole by doubt and self-blame.

She was good with her words, always showering you with compliments, but her actions never matched.

She told you how she admired your beauty and intelligence, but maybe that wasn’t enough.

You weren’t enough.

Midnight dinners turned into solo meals. Half-eaten containers were left in the microwave for whenever she arrived. Public affection turned into fleeting touches. 

She watched you slowly withdraw and turn into a shell of a person she once knew.

Natasha panicked. Her fear had ruined the relationship. She had ruined everything.  

In the middle of the week, Natasha came home. The mission was a fail and SHIELD had no other need for her. 

She didn't expect to see you but there you were. Your head resting in your arms on the kitchen island. Your eyes glossed over as you stared at your reflection. 

She thought you hadn't noticed her presence.

“Why don't you love me?” For the second time in her life, she had been rendered speechless by you.

Natasha doesn't say anything. She slips her shoes off and sits on the other side of the counter.

She noticed the missing use of ‘anymore’.

You knew.

“I don’t know.” She felt stupid afterwards, observing the way your shoulders fell, and fresh tears pooled.

“You don't know why or you don't know how to love me?” Your voice broke.

Natasha's gaze falls to your throat. “Both.”

“Why?”

 Natasha doesn't have an answer. Her hands fidget with the hem of her top.

“For a whole year, I’ve known you. I ignored the signs, thinking you were just not use to this, or maybe I was overwhelming, but you never let me in.” A sharp breath catches in your throat.

“You’ve never been comfortable around me. I bet you never even liked me.” A sob escapes your throat. “Do you know how much that hurts?”

She owes you an explanation.

“It’s just, I've never loved before. I don't know how to. It’s something I never wanted to know-”

“Why?” You interrupt. “If you knew you never wanted to fall in love, you never wanted me, then why agree to this?”

“Because I need you.” Natasha wanted to shout, she wanted you to understand. She didn’t want to be having this conversation right now, but she knew she had to.

“Before we met, I was fine being alone, but now I’m not. I can't do the simplest of things without thinking about you. And I don't want to. Part of me hates you for it, but another part of me doesn’t.”

Natasha looks everywhere but at you. “I'm afraid of hurting you by not being able to love you, but I'm even more afraid of losing you because I refused to let myself love you.”

You watch her tears pool.

“I want to come home to you but I’m not sure that it is home. I want you to know me but I don't want you to have me.”

Silence fills the air before she continues, “I'm hiding and I don't want you to find me.”

After a while, you move to stand in front of her. Your palms rise to hold her face and direct her attention away from her surroundings and toward you.

“If I fix you, will you hate me?”

Natasha cries for the first time since she was a child. 

“Monsters like me can't be fixed.”

You hold her in your arms. She fights your embrace but gives up as sobs crawl from under her ribs. Your fingers dance soothingly on her scalp.

“There’s nothing that could convince me you're a monster. Even you.” You pause, pulling the woman from your chest. “If you don't love me now, then I will love for us both. I will teach you how to love and how to let yourself be loved.”

“You are capable of loving, Natasha, and you deserve it just as much as anyone else.” 

Your thumb cuts off the trail of new tears threatening to fall.

“Love doesn’t exist above you. It’s not something you have to prove your worth for, because, love is just you and me.”

“I want to love you but I don't think you should love me.” She whispers.

You sigh, “that's not how this works.”

She doesn’t reply but you notice her eyes droop. She was exhausted. The conversation was done.

The air felt heavy. The wooden floor creaked as you led the fragile woman to the bedroom.

With her eyes barely open, you lay her on the bed, placing a blanket over her curled body.

You get in beside her and coax her head to lay on your chest. “No monster, incapable and unworthy of love, would be upset over the idea of hurting someone else.”

The curtains were still open but you stayed put. The woman in your arms was more important.

“You’re home.”

Natasha hums.

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff x you #my fics! ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹

[sweetlittlegingy]

I just really love the idea of the dagger squad having one girl that is the group’s favorite thing in the world. Kinda like a pick me girl, but instead of her pushing her way in the group, they won’t leave her alone.

- Like say they’re out for the night, some guy is just not leaving her alone. The whole group is going to protect her.

- It’s her birthday and they decide to surprise her. Roosters film in the whole thing, hangman’s the one that brought her in, Phoenix has been on cake duty to make sure the boys get in it. coyote meets her at the front door because he’s just, THE BEST FRIEND. They sing happy birthday, and each of them has a different nickname for her. (I just feel like fanboy would call her mommas)

- Maybe she’s moved to get away from a really horrible hometown. And though she doesn’t actively post about the squad, because she’s better than that and it doesn’t feel the need to update everybody on what’s going on in her life. But I guarantee the squad will be posting pictures galore and tagging her in it so everyone that was an asshole in the past saw just how good she was doing

- But then I also think like if they’re out, and if someone’s being rude to the squad or getting really handsy with one of them. She is coming in and she is going to be the best acting of her life to get rid of said annoying person or she’s gonna kick someone’s ass.

-  This private joke, where they flirted with each other consistently. But the guys could never figure out if there was something between them.

- guaranteed every single one of them flirts with her. But it’s not in a romantic way, it’s more in a way that they like to see her blush and they tease her about it.

- No I do think that one of them would end up falling for her, but she would be too innocent understand that. And whenever they’re extra sweet with her, she just chalk it up to them be really close best friends. And the whole squad is watching this happen and most definitely placing bets.

- I feel like she probably has an article of clothing from each of them. I’m going with hoodies because I used to seal hoodies from my guy friends. But it’s in the most platonic way, and it gets to the point where they’re offering their hoodies. No questions asked.

- I also think, though that she kind of moms them, and makes sure that they’re eating well and taking care of themselves. She most likely has a day of the week that everyone comes over and has dinner. It’s really like a little family.

- She’s definitely keeping all of their favorite snacks stock for her house. This is what I mean by mom, she has everything a child’s friends could ever want or need when they come over, but it’s just grown adults not children.

- Another total mom thing, would be if she was at one of their houses, and she saw that they were missing some type of essential, she would go out and buy it for them just because she knows how busy their schedules are

- I also think that she’s the only one that can reel them in when they get too crazy. Say everybody’s drunk and and they do something stupid that could really hurt themselves. She is guilt tripping them and they are stumbling over there words begging for forgiveness and hatting if they disappointed her.

- I just really love this idea 😂

#dagger squad #gingy rambles #TGM #top gun: maverick #top gun x reader #jake hangman seresin #jake seresin #bradley rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw #natasha trace #natasha phoenix trace #javy coyote machado #javy machado #top gun maverick #gingy writes

[sea-owl]

You know what? If you tell me right now that your Isekai AU (and all its variations) are because Lady Danbury decided to stir shit up, I would 100% believe you. This would be something she'd do for shits and giggles. Like maybe she was Modern!Portia's closest friend who she confided in that she really wanted a family and a person to love her and Lady Danbury was like "You know what? Say no more" and isekai'd her to the regency era. But of course Agatha 'ShitStirrer™' Danbury didn't end it there (ofcourse not, what do you think she is?? A simpleton??) And Isekai'd the spuses and Bridgertons as well but fron different timelines just to watch the chaos unfold, make betting pools and matchmake these poor unfortunate souls to her heart's content.

You know when the idea of Isekai AU first came up Portia's life in the modern world really didn't go that far besides how she came to the knowledge and then truck-kun more than likely took her out. But the further that I went into it and the more variants that popped up the more I played with the idea that Lady Danbury had something to do with it.

Lady Danbury has always meant to be a neutral (and chaotic) character in the au. She's the one who pulls Simon (and later Gareth) out of their homes after Portia accidentally changed events during one of her half awake episodes where past life and current life memories mixed together. She's also the one who informs Violet of Portia dipping out of the ton, and later Lady Danbury finds Portia and that's how Simon gets introduced to her. She's the side character having fun in the background with a martini enjoying the chaos around her.

But the bigger this got the more I thought about Lady Danbury's role and the more I thought the more I came to the conclusion that yup she definitely is the one who isekaied Portia.

How I would frame it is that Lady Danbury, known as Professor Agatha, because she's gonna be known by as her name damn it, in the modern world, was a mentor to Portia, I'm thinking a college professor that she still talked to after she graduated. She is also was the author of the Bridgerton series that she wrote under a pen name. Lady Danbury was surprised to find out Portia was a fan of the series when she saw her rereading one of the books during her break.

"I would have never guess you were a fan."

Portia blushed, carefully marking her place in the well read book. "In a way. You know I never really had a family."

"And you're too guarded for love," Lady Danbury added.

Portia playfully glared. "And I chose to focus on my career." She let her fingers trail across the book. "I enjoy the dynamics of the main family but I actually feel more connected to the villains throughout the series."

Lady Danbury raised an eyebrow. "The villains?"

Portia nodded. "They were like me once upon a time, starving for love. Except they didn't get the chance or it came too late as their minds were already twisted beyond help. Of course they should still be held accountable for the actions they chose to take as adults but I don't know. Maybe if they given that chance earlier things would've turned out differently."

"Interesting," Lady Danbury hummed. "So no love for the love stories Ms. Career Woman?"

"Haha." Portia shrugged. "They're okay, kinda cheesy, kinda predictable. Honestly the Bridgertons had more chemistry with their villains than the love interests. The love interests were just kinda there, or showed up at the last minute to fill the romance quota."

Lady Danbury pondered over that as she reread her books, and dug up those old first drafts where the villains weren't the villains but second love interests. Portia's thoughts, they were some of Lady Danbury's thoughts as well after she had time away from the series. She wrote it when she was young, before she found her true writing style.

Perhaps Portia was right, perhaps the villains just needed a chance early enough to turn things around.

"Let's have some fun then," Lady Danbury smiled as she grabbed her books and first drafts. "I can't wait to get the betting pool started. I hope you're ready my dear."

Lady Danbury chuckled when she heard the news that Lady Featherington disappeared right after her fourth daughters birth and the letter from Violet appeared asking about her friend. Oh this will be fun indeed.

Let the games begin.

#hand wavy magic is how the isekai happened #no i will not explain #nor do i know know what the hand wavy magic is #lady danbury being a menace and having fun #bridgerton #villainess isekai au #what if everyone got isekaied besides violet #what if spouses remembered isekai au #what if villainess isekai au #isekai and yanderes au #lady danbury #portia featherington #agatha danbury

[blackdagger456]

Let’s Talk About: Incorrect Analysis’s On Catra

You Cannot Condemn Complex Characters Like Catra By Focusing On Their Negative Actions/Traits Without Or Disregarding Why It Happened.

Really, REALLY tried not to talk about this on Tumblr and to keep it on twitter but I couldn’t help it. I had to share this discussion here. Because apparently it is hard supporting Catra nowadays as said fans like me and supporters of Catradora, Glitra and all other ships involving her are more than fully aware.

I am very sick of people using inaccurate information to just defame Catradora, Glitra and Glitradora. People only using the surface level of their situations and putting scenes out of context makes me annoyed to the highest level. Especially when they use it to prop up other ships

Let’s start with the three original posts in this thread to begin with.

So much.

So much shit is wrong here and we’re only at the first half of this post.

No, my mistake not so much EVERYTHING about this post is bloody wrong. Nevermind the fact that every single person under these threads agreeing or offering their own arguments against Catra is instantly wrong because this person is saying that an abuser was right to abuse their victim. It completely disregards the entire context of said scenes, what they actually mean and any other scene prior.

No, Catra did not deserve anything Shadow Weaver did to her. Nevermind the fact that if Shadow Weaver HADN’T done those things none of what this person ,and others who agree with him, is complaining about would have happened in the first place. Without Shadow Weavers abuse I bet my own right arm Catra would have left with Adora on that day in Theramore.

The scene in which Catra claws Adora is now famously used out of context in arguments against her on both twitter and Youtube. Let me break this down to you in simplest terms.

#1. They were children. Children are emotional and often lash out when they feel threatened or hurt.

#2. It was to further highlight Catras insecurities about Adora leaving her for other people which was further proven when she went to talk to Glimmer in the literal next scene. (One I love for other reasons such as Catra and Glimmer fully letting their guards down around each other and bonding over Adoras silliness to find comfort in each other.)

#3. The rest of that flashback is what prompts Catra to go into the rising action of her redemption--which i agree I wish there was more of but i’m satisfied with what we got--which doesn’t stop until the final episode.

#4. When doing analysis using words like ‘cunt; does not make you or your words seem smart it has the opposite effect.

#5. Catra was having a panic attack because at that age Shadow Weaver was telling her that the only reason she was even alive/kept around was because Adora like her. If Adora stopped liking her Catra would have no use and be thrown out so Adora hanging out with Lonnie and making more friends isn’t just her being possessive or a sociopath it is her associating her survival to Adora liking her.

#6 After that scene we switch to adult Catra looking at the window in thought, thinking back to that moment in contemplation and--in my mind--regret.

Moving on to that just absolute wrong opinion about Shadow Weaver. Yes she was interesting but by no means did she deserve to be electrocuted/binded by magic, gaslit, manipulated and threatened for her entire life.

She did not deserve a lick of the abuse she went through. That is not an opinion that is a fact, nobody deserves to be abused in the slightest.

Which leads me into the next thread.

(Shout out to Dude and SovietOnion for spitting facts. The latter is one of my fav She-Ra account so give em’ a follow.)

In the words of AceVane everything these two just said was “Incorrect as fuck”.

Firstly, SW was responsible for Adora and Catra. Never is it stated or shown that the other three were under her direct care. There was definitely a form of brainwashing in the form of propaganda which linked back to The Red Scare the US went through. 

Shadow Weaver in no way shape or form had anything resembling a redemption arc. What she got was a Darth Vader death scene that still felt iffy in hindsight because of her final words. 

“You’re welcome.”

Ah yes, thank you for gaslighting us and abusing Catra physically/Mentally and Adora Mentally which caused heaps of problems across the war and all seasons.

Truly, we owe you everything.

Now, as a character I like Shadow Weaver and Hordak. As a friend told me “I know this sounds iffy but I like it when abusers have layers. I don’t like em but I like to understand they why.” A statement which I am fine with--HOWEVER.

You not gonna sit there and tell me that no other character in She-Ra was properly developed at all.

Like bro--

A good 90% of the cast was worked on and developed through the entire show Shadow Weaver more or less stayed the same, sasyy, manipulative self through the show. Hordak is another matter but you aint gonna sit there and tell me you’re gonna ignore her gaslighting Adora and Catra as soon as they got back to Etheria and her manipulation of Glimmer.

I’m sorry but that aint flyin by me. You can’t just point out all the negative aspect of Catra and then look at Shadow Weaver and say she’s completely fine.

You cannot judge Catra on her negative actions alone. To do so would be an insult to the character and show, it also shows how little you understand of her AND Adora in the first place. You need to explain it fully. You need to explain the cycle of abuse and how that’s part of Catras arc, breaking that cycle and trying to get out of it and failing. She tries with Entrapta and Scorpia, the only two positives in a toxic environment she’s known all her life. 

But it doesn’t work because she is STILL reeling from her best friend/crush seemingly abandoning her, the plans they had made to eventually run the Horde, refusing to return to their ‘home’ all while her abuser is still targeting her every chance they get. I’m not denying any of Catras actions, but I do realize the why in the situations. Saying that “All she did was apologize.” is a severe wrong to all characters involved.

She did so much more than that and there is so much context. During the entirety of her time in Primes ship was reflecting, she looked upon destroyed worlds, she tried to get SOME kind of familiarity in trying to speak to Hordak, comforting and talking to Glimmer and seeing herself in Horde Prime. Prior to her capture she had once again lost everything, she sent Entrapta to Beast Island an action that gave her PTSD and nightmares. She pushed away Scorpia the consequences of which rocked her and contributed to her breakdown. 

She was going to let Glimmer fully kill her, showing another suicidal tendency like she did during the Portal episode. She didn’t care of she died as long as she won turned into I lost everything just kill me already. Let’s not forget she was jumping at shadows in hopes of  Bringing Scorpia back to the point that Lonnie—someone she grew up with but had a sort of rivalry relationship with—was visibly worried. On Primes ship she sacrificed herself knowing she was probably going to die, ‘knowing’ that with Glimmer gone Adora wouldn’t come for her, acknowledging and owning up to her own actions through—well through her actions. And when it comes to Adora well—if you guys really think she was ‘chasing after Catra’ you really didn’t understand who Adora is. 

Firstly she had no idea Catra was on the ship, secondly when she found out of course she went back for her because at the end of the day Adora isn’t the type to leave someone to freakin die. That’s not who she is, even without their history Adora wasn’t ever going to knowingly leave Catra behind. Even after she rescued her Adora has long since stopped holding Catras hand when it came to her barbs and blame but she understands Catra. She understands her more than anyone which is why she stayed when Catra asked her too during that scene on the ship post rescue. Building on that it’s also why Entrapta forgives her after she apologizes when the two are alone and THAT is a turning point.

Catra apologizing. 

 Realizing what she’s done and finally working to break out of the cycle she has been trapped in her whole life. From journeying to the ship and the entire rest of the war on Etheria she works on herself and is still called out for her actions.

The princesses do not trust her right away nor should they but Catra works on it. She has Adoras trust, they’re together again and she has new support in the form of Glimmer and Bow and returning support in Entrapta. Catra BREAKS the cycle and only then, ONLY then does she start to get what she truly wanted.

Acceptance. Love. Friendship. All she wanted and in the end she is deserving of all of them.

#blackdagger 456 #shera #she ra and the princesses of power #catra #catra shera #lets talk #rant #salt #analysis #spop #spop catra #shera 2018 #catradora

[redraven3093]

All of my thoughts about the adults in rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtle

Part 1

This is not canon this is just my point of view about them or what vibe do I get from them.

• Yoshi Hamato/Lou Jitsu

at first, he seems like one of those shitty neglectful dead-beat dads who only laze around all day, until you realize he was actually a sad and depressed old man who faces way too many hard ships in life and still deals with the past haunting him till this day, it doesn’t justify his mistakes but you understand him now, you know he loves his kids and his kids loves him back, he is either in the same level of unhinged as the kids or even more than them.

• Baron Barry Draxum

gives off divorced dad energy, a little unhinged and everyone knows he keeps some weird stuff in his basement, you’re betting on dead bodies but its most likely to be something boring like a lab for mad scientist or something, he gives you good advice on how to hide the dead bodies of the man you just killed at night, he won't ask you why you ask for it the first place and you won't ask him about why he knows about that specific information in the first place.

• Big Mama

she’s not a mom type of person despite what she always insists she is, but more like that weird but wealthy wine aunt you always dream of becoming; you don’t really like her all that much but you know she could give you money if you need them and would bring in some good present in holidays so you want to at least have a good relationship with her.

• Señor hueso

He’s one of those uncles who will tell you and others that you are his least favorite niece or nephew or non binary definition of the two, but once he saw you clearly having a bad day, he will immediately sit you down made you a hot tea, and his special dish and let you ramble on about the bad thing that happened that day, he would only do you a favor if you agree to baby sit his kids so he could have a date night with his wife.

#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #don't mind me #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #headcannons #rise of tmnt #rise splinter #rise lou jitsu #rise draxum #rise big mama #rise señor hueso

[nicecream]

Do you have any headcannons about BM Nightscream?

do i ever… this is kind of just canon but he definitely likes classic rock. i would love nothing more than to stare at the ceiling and listen to pink floyd with him. i also think he’s kind of a pop culture and subculture nerd in general… like who just quotes planet of the apes as their first line in the show 🤨

i wish he and cheetor got more screen time together, it seems like they only ever talk strategy which idk maybe that really is the extent of their relationship but it could be anything. at the same time i really like that he seems to get along way better with rattrap and blackarachnia, it only makes sense since his personality is more like theirs than cheetor’s (within bm it’s easy to forget he’s actually pretty cheerful and i imagine him going right back to that once the apocalypse is dealt with)

between noble, rav (a toy-only sentient (?) drone) and all the maximals being older than him i think he’s the sort of person who can befriend any type of person

i don’t think he’d be obsessed with them or anything but i think he’d be absurdly, absurdly good at rhythm games. oh and since he can sing the frequency to sever peoples’ sparks from their body (so overpowered and also so interesting to think about irt to megatron whose whole thing is that he took everyone’s sparks out… really any comparison of him and megatron/noble is fascinating) he definitely has perfect pitch

i think being critical comes extremely naturally to him, he’s the sort of person where you can name anything and he can instantly think of 10 things he doesn’t like about it. he’s the roast-on-demand friend

i think he would go to any of the maximals for life advice but blackarachnia would usually be his first choice. it’s probably because i’ve watched terminator 2 and aliens too many times but their relationship is everything to me, and i believe the intent was to have him see her as a mother figure but i like that it turned out more ambiguous and could be aunt or sister-like or something with no human equivalent

i wish he and botanica EVER interacted. if he didn’t already have an interest in science i think being surrounded by only scientists for months would definitely give him one, she can teach him much in the ways of botany. i have also wondered whether his vampirism will be a problem post-canon, like does he need to feed on others’ energy to survive or is that just something he can do? i think probably the latter but in the case that he did, i can see botanica being the one to walk him through that existential crisis

i think his alt mode being a bat suits him perfectly and even though there was no action on his part in adopting it i love how it happened, but if he ever changed it… i think a dragon would be fitting, sort of like a bat but more powerful… a callback to noble…

there’s like never a point where he's actually in charge of something but i bet he’d be a great leader (he is based on john connor after all). i really wish transtech (the planned but cancelled beast machines sequel) happened because i really want to see what he would be like as a young adult, i would want him to take over cheetor’s role as second-in-command since cheetor would take optimus’ place as leader…

#tf #beast machines

[carebooks]

my S2 rewatch of HOA

so the thing about HOA is that the first couple episodes are always the weakest, it’s before the mystery begins and it’s not that interesting

i despise love triangles and the fact that couples break up due to misunderstanding so fabina breaking up so fast wasn’t fun for me

alfie was the best part of those first couple of episodes in his amber quest, the king tut outfit was iconic

i love bobby lockwood, sad to see him go, glad that it was for wolfblood

i should rewatch that after i finish hoa

joy’s storyline being completely fabian obsessed isn’t my favorite either, especially bc we see how organized and smart she is in planning events, that was fun, and we could’ve explored her having more tense moments around the teachers and victor.

though Klariza plays her with such charismatic acting that hey, Joy's in her villain era and she works it so well. im highly attracted to her when she's in control and scenes where she's just a plain bitch, like not signing up Mara for the competition. it's not a good thing to do obviously, still kinda hot in a villain way.

but anyway, all in all i hate making her into this almost wattpad-like character that is all about the boy and makes Nina into this horrible person that stole everything from her when there was never any build up to them being enemies. like never.

seeing her high-five mr. sweet was all around weird when you remember he was one of the adults responsible for her kidnapping

not even ms. andrews tries to apologize. come on daphne, you’re the one of these assholes i like (adults i mean)

i dont even like jasper all that much

WAIT NO IM SORRY TRUDY I DIDN’T MEAN IT YOU’RE A TREASURE AND IK I WOULD LOVE YOUR CHOCOLATE CAKE IF I HAD IT

i gotta say, victor playing young sarah’s message about ‘the atheneum is the place to look. lift the wings to find the book. hidden in this book of old, water of life and tears of gold.’

i recited that from memory

im just wondering, why did little sarah do that? record that message? did dad tell her about it? did she figure it out and did it herself? gimme context @frobisher-smythe if you got any

lets review some characters so far yeah?

eddie really doesn’t get the vibe that he’s in a boarding school with rules, it’s hilarious to see him make pancake runs in the kitchen and have victor catch him and him try to talk victor into it. he’s the newest kid so it makes sense especially when you count in his troublemaker personality. but still quite refreshing, i want to see him succeed one day, get victor to do a pancake run with him and get him to feel like a kid for once bc the guy is 95 and you best bet he didn’t feel like a kid even when he was a kid.

jerome is particularly interesting with his sister. he almost feels like a parent actually. poppy said so herself that she keeps his pictures on her phone because he was there for her, he came to recitals their mother flaked on, and he was there a lot. he tells mara he ‘trained her himself’ so he definitely spent time around her when she was little. and he takes her phone, keeps it, and if you rewatch the episode during the masked ball where she’s hiding and trying to get the letter and he feels betrayed by mara for her helping poppy do this, he sounds like a dad. he sounds like a dad trying to keep his kid out of trouble. and its really sad when you think about how he had to grow up fast. he’s been at boarding school since he was 5 years old, and the thing about boarding school is that it’s teenagers gaining some independence from parents, they’re alone more often despite the adult supervision, they don’t have their parents. jerome basically spent the better of 10 months every year since he was 5 without his parents. no wonder he became the way he is, and no wonder he tried to be there for his sister when she was growing up.

when he gets kidnapped by Rufus and he's fighting back, Rufus threatens to get Poppy as well and it's the absolute horror on his face that really sells it to me.

ngl, i feel bad for victor. rufus clearly sent vera with all the bullet points on how to sweeten up to the old bird and he is falling hard and fast. “smart and pretty lady likes to stuff animals AND she despises children? plus she cooks?” im surprised he didn't propose on the spot

idk about ya'll but i completely forgot about whether or not Vera really cared about Victor since i havent seen this in a minute. so lets talk about her. Vera's motives can be seen as though she's completely in cahoots with Rufus but really she's just a hired gun. he likes her, sure, but she genuinely believes that Rufus is insane. the whole 'becoming a god via the mask' is just too wild for her. think about it, from her perspective the Mask is a really old, really priceless thing she can exchange for lots of money but this old English bloke created a set of tunnels, why? bc rich people are weird. that's understandable, that's somewhat believable, the evil Senkhara ghost thing? pff, that’s going in the denial bucket. she denies it so much even after her frozen debacle. but even if she believed it all she wanted was riches in this life not the afterlife. and when he gets the wrong mask, he threatens to kill her, so she shifts her allegiances. get the mask, if this elixir thing Victor talks about is real then even better for her but overall? sell the damn thing and get rich. she might not have been 100% on Rufus or Victor's side, she was on her own side.

we’re finally at the chasm episode and they got the crocodile and i forgot this is where the rest of sibuna comes in!!! yeah!!

reminder that Eddie speaks fluent French. and so does Nina.

Alfie did an improvized interpreted dance for Ms. Andrews. it was glorious.

Victor reading Amber’s diary, “How can a man with perfectly groomed facial hair be so horrid?” as he proceeds to check out said facial hair in the mirror. fucking amazing

NOT AMBER FLASHING THE AMULET IN FRONT OF VICTOR BABE YOU’RE BETTER THAN THAT

not gonna lie, the phobia episode was so interesting when it came to Alfie. we love seeing his progress.

the fact that the Book of Isis was in the study the entire time, no one, not even Victor would’ve found it with the idea of the Mask on everyone’s head

Alfie being a genius with the itching powder

i remember someone posting about the episode where they all keep Victor awake to take the amulets off him, and man i agree, it’s a goddamn hoot

i love it when everyone comes together for something. reminds me of the episode of the cameras where alfie and jerome come up with staring at victor through them.

Alfie killing two birds with one stone, getting to do a fun jewelry heist with his best friend whilst scoring a point for Sibuna.

holy shit, guys, i think Alfie’s my favorite character.

you just know he had so much fun shaking that case.

when victor sleeps, he cuddles corbierre. its adorable.

again, some times i feel so bad for Victor this season, can’t see that Vera is clearly manipulating him.

I know a lot of people didn’t care for the goose chase and the other goose stuff. but the line, said by Alfie, “Alfie knows people.” when explaining how he got the goose is top tier for me

am i the only person thinking that Mr. Sweet feigned knowing Jerome’s dad because he was somewhat responsible for him going to jail? like idk, they were all in on it and pushed John under the bus? otherwise, why deny it and act all sus? @frobisher-smythe @mask-of-anubis thoughts?

damn, i forgot how long the hathor challenge took. between them all being hexed and trying to do everyday stuff with the hexes. nina gets real pushy and unlikeable but i mean i understand, she’s seriously under pressure, her and her friends lives are on the line and she’s the only one who isn’t hexed so she's the only one fully concentrated on the task, plus she feels massively guilty for doing all this. it’s bound to happen.

i suddenly remembered they need a cowbell or smth for this task. ugh, im not gonna lie, this was my least favorite one. probably bc it was just so long.

Jasper stealing the gem and Jerome declaring war. I don’t know why but it’s hilarious. Jasper you have no idea what you’ve started. i forgot that eventually Jerome and Jasper team up and that was actually pretty fun. Jerome started it out because of the Gem, bc Jasper stole it and then finds out that Trudy got kidnapped by this 'Collector', they're in cahoots now and y'know what, Jerome getting into this sketchy business is very-Jerome. idk it just fits his character, both he and Jasper have things to hide, and it's still about Egypt and/or the Frobisher-Smythes so it doesn't feel out of place, it's perfect.

Nina and Fabian hiding in the attic from Jerome and Jerome hiding under Vera’s bed from Vera.

when Sibuna + Jerome figures out that Rufus is back and then they actually decide to tell Victor is a pretty big deal. i really like it. because at this point, it's not about the Cup, it's not about the Mask, it's about Rufus. and that's never a good idea to keep secret. so instead, they immediately tell him, they tell him the truth about Vera, and big reminder that the number 1 rule in Sibuna is to not involve the adults. but they are all so terrified of this man that they know not to keep this hidden. and this time it's Victor who screws up by not believing them (but can ya blame him, all they do is lie)

reminder that during the scheme into giving Rufus a fake mask, Alfie was given the ‘replica’ to give it a new paint job so as to pass it off as the real one. so, not only did Rufus actually have the real one in his hands, throw it across the room, and dented it, but, out of all the Sibuna members, Alfie was the first one to hold the real Mask of Anubis.

and he painted it.

ok so, random thing but i’ve got to say, Klariza Clayton’s acting is incredible. i love Nathalia Ramos but some times certain scenes are left to be desired. but when Joy starts crying her eyes out, even when she knows she’s done bad, it’s heartbreaking and even relatable. Nina however, has to be written a lot in cliffhanging scenes that end up being more silly than serious by the next episode. but it's just a couple of scenes, not the whole show.

so, Victor Sr. died in pursuit of the Mask. does that mean he went through all the tasks? if so, how did they all get reset? and where are his bones?! did Nina just summon up his ghost out of nowhere??

i love how they all have good and proper reactions to Nina getting lost to the game. Alfie's freaking out, he's scared shitless. Patricia is yelling and silently crying. Amber's scared with shock that she couldn't even remember her steps to go back and her tears are much louder than the others. but not louder than Fabian's. he is an absolute wreck, sobbing the loudest and angry and just— just brilliant acting by Brad Kavanagh.

i've got to say, having Nina be benched first is weirdly perfect. it was a red herring that Amber was going to go down first, but instead, it was the main character. and everyone's feeling that loss. and it gives Nina a chance to talk to Victor Sr. and get some exposition about being the Chosen One and find out about the Osirian.

ok, so the next time they play the game, PROPS TO MY FAVORITE: ALFIE LEWIS MANAGING TO NOT GET SWALLOWED UP BY THE GAME BOARDS HE’S AN ICON, PEOPLE. NO ONE ELSE COULD DO IT

them all nominating people to bring over who are smart at chess but also needing someone ‘sneaky’

- Fabian picks Joy

- Amber picks Mara

- Alfie picks Jerome

- and Trixxie picks no one, vv Patricia

idk why but i liked that, they all had good choices, but Joy really was the one. glad she joined in.

i completely forgot that Trudy’s memory doctor was Rufus until he literally rips off the mask.

let me repeat that. Rufus Zeno. rips off his face. Scooby-Doo villain style. this is an actual thing that happened.

i completely forgot that Alfie gets taken by the game during Victor’s period as the gamemaster. ugh. Fabian, this was your idea, first Nina now ALFIE? you seriously suck during this task. buddy, come on, you were great for the spiderweb one but now? get your act together.

I FORGOT THIS IS THE EPISODE THAT JEROME GETS KIDNAPPED FUCK YOU RUFUS

hey Eddie, great Osirian instincts on being able to detect danger. *sarcasm*

the fact that Victor actually tries to call Sweet about Alfie's disappearance, and Alfie’s his least favorite last I checked (that or Eddie probably is) (some might say Nina but i think it’s mainly a rival thing rather than dislike) it tells you, just like when Alfie was immediately lost, Victor was beside himself, he refused to do this, hurting the students wasn't part of the plan. when you think about it, i don't think Victor really likes seeing children in pain, he was obviously abused as a child himself and then he took it out on Sarah, doing the same to her. he may enjoy punishing them with the most inconvenient cleaning supplies but actually hurting or killing any of them was out of the question.

AND THEN FABIAN MESSES UP AGAIN LOSING AMBER AND PATRICIA WHEN JOY'S THE GAMEMASTER BRO COME ON

FABIAN, MAYBE YOU SHOULD JUST NOT HELP?? YOU LOST NINA, YOU ALMOST LOST ALFIE, THEN YOU ACTUALLY LOST ALFIE, THEN THE GIRLS. NOTHING YOU'VE DONE IS GOOD DURING THIS GAME.

i honestly love how it comes full circle with Sarah’s doll riddle leading them not to the book of isis but to the key that led to the mask.

AND jerome’s gem being part of what completes the mask.

this season is fucking genius i swear.

AGAIN the idea that Senkhara was planning on having Nina wear it all along— it’s so deceptively obvious but no one ever expects it because we just don't question it. Amber asks what Senkhara even wants the Mask for anyway, she's dead. it’s so fucking cool

i think as a kid i understood that maybe Senkhara was tied to the Mask, that she needed Nina or something to unleash her so she could be free and then they'd find a way to tie her back or banish her

WE WERE CHEATED

I WANT THE ENTIRE SCENE OF ALFIE RUNNING THROUGH ALL THE TUNNELS WITH THE FAKE MASK W THESE TWO 90-YEAR-OLD MEN ON HIS TAIL

i finally got to hear the voices that Eddie's been hearing and the final one, "Find Nina," was Sarah's voice. (at least that's what it sounded like) that was so nice.

i also have a theory about Nina and the Dollhouse. what if Sarah wasn't actually watching them the entire time and Nina was actually unknowingly using her Chosen One powers? times where she legit asks the dollhouse for help, it lights up, after a while it feels like lazy writing for them to find answers quick rather than writing more clues for them to find. we've established that Nina can see the dead, she has 'the gift of sight' as Victor Sr. said. and Eddie can also see the dead, but he can also banish (and eventually have visions). so how do we know that Nina can't summon the dead as well? she constantly dreamt of Sarah, and now she's summoning her for information or help, only through a dollhouse instead of a crystal ball.

Nina telling Victor she had something for him and it was from his father, the utter confusion on his face as to how she could have possibly found this and her giving that message to him, "He says, sorry." as he holds it and weeps.

see, this is another reason to dislike S3, because when he's told that Nina won't be coming back he's glad of it, "she brought too much trouble" which ok fair, but you still wouldn't have gotten the cup because you had the wrong Chosen One, and never would've found the Mask anyway. she brings trouble for you but she's also the only reason things happen. and then he puts her down as being a 'bad influence' in front of Fabian the rest, and Fabian just explodes. like come on, the last time Victor saw Nina she was doing him a kindness, she gave him his father's ring. told him that his father was sorry. and the ring turned out to contain a tear of gold tHAT WE NEVER HEAR ABOUT EVER AGAIN.

what else, what else, what else.

i stand by being a Neddie shipper, because as said before by the resident neddie truther, @frobisher-smythe they have great personalities that compliment each other well.

I'm not surprised that Patricia broke up with Eddie, she's afraid of getting hurt so she does the hurting but the thing is that as a couple, while they enjoy bantering and have a lot in common, they could be foils for each other. kinda like Beck and Jade from Victorious. they're an iconic couple with a cool dude and a mean girl, but the thing about them is that they're incredibly toxic. that doesn't make them uninteresting, but very bad for each other. while i don't think Peddie is full-on toxic, they do have certain things going on like trust issues and lying (on both sides) and jealously issues too. and if you're that insecure about your relationship, if what you have with your partner is so fragile that you can't trust them around other people then why be with them?

Neddie had potential to be something huge and they couldn't even be bothered to explore it a lil bit.

well, i think thats about it, i hope you liked this messy review, the upcoming clips of some of my favorite moments, and be on the look out for my new sibuna inspired side-blog. i think i may get into writing one-shots again over there. @houseofwolfbloods

#house of anubis #polaroized #nina martin #fabian rutter #eddie miller #alfie lewis #jerome clarke #amber millington #patricia williamson

[futurebellyache]

Who should Digest you?

I think I'm tired of the endless grind of work. Any preds following me interested in giving me someplace soft to rest? I’m all yours.

Aaaand post. You finalize your Facebook message as you lean back in your chair. Work had drained you, and some people at work are just absolutely miserable. Fucking Cathy.

Ending up in some cute or sexy person's gut sounded wonderful. You had a couple of ideas, but you were a tad interested to see who volunteered…

The first comment came in mere minutes after posting.

Stephanie Simmerset

OMG BRO IVE WANTED THIS MY WHOLE LIFE! PLEASE LET ME EAT YOU. IT WOULD MEAN THE WORLD TO ME <3

You aren't at all surprised to see your little sister, Stephanie, jumping at this opportunity.

She had always been your cute little sister, and you'd spoiled her rotten. And perhaps because of that, she'd grown quite affectionate to you. At first it was cute stuff like 'marrying big bro', but eventually, it turned vorish and she'd pestered you about being her 18th birthday present. How wonderful having her brother be her first meal would be.

You thankfully weren't able to attend and had been avoiding her these last few months. But… spoiling her one last time and helping stretch out her gut doesn't sound like a terrible way to go. The idea of replacing the baby fat she’d lost in the last several years makes you feel a bit odd…

Stephanie was a bit of a scatterbrained blonde, forgetful but in a way that made her quite endearing. She’d grown a lot over the years, now reaching you in height. Though her curves were still quite petite. She wasn’t exactly a trained pred, and hadn’t gotten the chance to mold her T&A into the bombshell you expect from predators.

You'd taken it as the desire of a young girl to be like the voracious adults, but now she was old enough where you think she could actually swallow you down. Perhaps you could help her take this important step to adulthood. An untrained pred was barely different from a prey in the eyes of a hungry predator. You’d be keeping her safe by letting her digest you. Plus the slight taboo of your sister appeals to your perverted side…

You hear your phone ding, must be another comment. The second is… you can't help but let out an immense sigh.

Cathy Bingleheart

Hah! Always knew you were a prey slut. If you want a real gut to mess you up, mine would LOVE to put you in your place.

Fucking Cathy.

You'd had to follow her to be friendly since your company was so small. You had grown to despise her. She was a fake blonde with a fairly chubby gut. One you bet she'd just gotten from her shitty diet and lack of exercise. There’s no way she could actually entice somebody inside of her, though physically she didn’t seem weak.

But… she was rather stacked. Her tits were massive, like volleyballs that pushed out farther than her gut. And her ass would definitely smother you. If she ate you, you'd be lost in that sea of fat. Probably with those interns who all 'suddenly quit' last year. Likely trusted her a bit more than they should have.

There's some masochistic desire inside you that's tempted to allow her to have your way for you. No matter how frustrating the idea is.

While you argue with your inner submissive demon, another ding and another comment.

Jennifer Gammy

I see you've finally decided to become a meal. You know I'd always be willing to accommodate you. I'd make sure you went out happy. My belly always has room for somebody like you.

Her words linger on your mind and remind you of back when you'd dated her. This was Jennifer, or Jen as most people called her. She was a very tall, slightly chubby woman with long red hair. She was a tad plump all over, a very soft-looking girl. You can still feel her gentle warmth around you when you close your eyes.

You'd actually been in the same friend circle for a while and gradually drifted closer, until finally dating. And then you learned just how kinky she was. She would tie you up in her lap and idly play games with you in her lap, holding the controller at your crotch, licking your feet, roleplay of her cheating with some dude and eating them to hide them (the dude wasn't aware it was roleplay), even temporarily holding you in her gut. Sometimes even for hours, and in public.

You'd absolutely still be with her if you could, but she'd suddenly realized she could no longer see you as anything but food. And dating food was ridiculous. So you broke up. After everything you'd been through, you'd become a flustered mess just talking to her. So after it all, you'd kind of drifted apart.

But now you could meet again. Though, this time you really would be food… You can't help but wonder how much she meant those words. How exactly would she treat you if you willingly gave yourself to her?

While you reminisce, your phone beeps again. You flip it open and see the face of the cutest boy you know.

Addison JustAddison

If you're just THROWING yourself away. Let me have you. I promise, it'll be as wonderful as that night we spent together. I even have some fun stuff we could try, since dieing doesn't matter ;)

And don't worry, I'll make sure to flush your ass

It was Addison… You couldn’t quite believe it. He was always dressed as a girl, and was a one night thing you'd had years ago. He had absolutely dominated you. He is the only person who has managed to knock you unconscious through sheer pleasure. You can't even remember how many times you'd cum that one night alone. He’d adored making you struggle beneath him, feeling himself inside you. Honestly, you can still feel him cumming inside you, in a way. Or perhaps that’s just your mind playing tricks…

And he hadn't left you anything to find him again. He'd ruined you and left. Until now, almost as if he had been waiting. He must have been keeping tabs on you, perhaps if something like this had happened. The account in question was unfamiliar, perhaps having been modified to reveal his hand. What a mysterious boy…

You remember that feeling of being bound to the bed, the taste of his cock on your lips, and what he said he’d do to you the next day. Idly threats to swallow you hole and add you to him… and you were definitely attracted to him. He was thin, but soft. Specifically in the belly and bum. Just enough tummy fat to show that he’d eaten his fair share of people. His pink, shoulder-length hair bounced around and helped accentuate his strange mannerisms. He was always a bit… extra. One of the incredibly fun things about him.

You ignored any of the other comments. These choices were good enough to pick from, and you didn’t wanna spend too long dwelling on it. Last thing you’d want is to upset them by getting cold feet. But which person deserved to have you? Two of them meant something in your life, but the other two would put you in your place. One was an absolute bitch, and the other just wants your body squirming for them.

You open your phone once more and thumb to a private chat you had with a number of people. All of whom were interested in taking a vorish plunge themselves, but hadn’t for various reasons.

Hey guys, which of these girls (and guy) do you think I should let eat me?

Feel free to comment below who you would to consume you. Highest points will be picked for the continuation. Extra points if you tell why.

#v/ore #vore digestion #vore writing #vore story #fatal vore #choose your predator #vore reader input #willing vore #willing prey

[masterwords]

just goes to show

Notes: Continuing the WIP purge, here is one that is almost but not quite a story. It is disjointed and clunky but I stared at it too long and it stopped speaking to me so...here we are. It's all just cute nonsense. (1.7k words // Hotch & Morgan watch JJ's kids for the weekend and then they have a baby of their own.)

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“You didn't have to buy a crib just to watch our kids,” JJ says to Derek, bouncing a squirmy baby Michael on her hip. Henry is already shut tight in Jack's room, a pile of comic books dumped on the floor to be eagerly sorted and Will is unpacking all of the baby things for Michael. Hotch just listens intently, like it's vaguely coming back to him but he definitely missed a lot and needs some refreshers.

“We didn't,” Derek replies with a grin and waits. JJ is the first person outside of their immediate family to know and it's taking her a minute. She frowns, glancing from the crib to Hotch, back to the crib until she realizes what it is he's telling her.

“Oh my god, YOU GUYS!”

Henry comes running into the bedroom while JJ finally unloads baby Michael into Hotch's waiting arms. He's perfectly content to sit and snuggle and watch baby movies all day. He's nursing a concussion and it's definitely improved but resting is still at the top of his list and how better to do it than with a baby on his chest? Derek has plenty of plans to occupy the big boys, Hotch expects to barely see them.

“Mom! Jack's gonna have a little sister!”

JJ's eyes widen. “It's a girl...you already....what? How long have you been keeping this a secret?”

The explanation is simple, from start to finish. She would have expected nothing less. Underneath the love, she can feel an undercurrent of sorrow and knows that this wasn't an easy decision for Hotch to come to, not again. They'd never spoken about his desire for children but she'd always suspected it had a lot more to do with Haley's expectations than his own the first time around. But this was a baby girl, and this baby girl was Derek's and he seemed...good. Content.

Maybe that was just the concussion, though.

“I'll bet Derek's mother is so excited,” she says, watching Hotch rock Michael in his arms. He nods but never takes his eyes from the baby. “His family is going to want you to move.” She says it like she knows for certain, and Hotch remains lost in Michael's eyes for an extra beat before sucking in a shaky little breath. Michael is staring at him, just blinking up at Hotch with huge blue eyes, fascinated by his aquiline features.

“Fran has asked me,” Hotch replies quietly, without looking away from Michael. “Derek doesn't know.”

“Would you?”

“If Derek wanted it, yes.” He's given it a lot of thought. It's not what he wants, but he doesn't really have any attachment to places. He's spent his entire adult life traveling, running away from putting down roots. The deeper your roots, the more likely there is for rot. But Fran already laments how little she gets to see Jack, and he can justify it in all his ways but he won't be able to justify this. Her granddaughter.

She can't really believe what she's hearing. Hotch would be willing to give up the BAU for this. He's come a long way from the man who missed Haleys' entire pregnancy. She doubts he's gone to any of the prenatal visits but she's sure Derek has. Hotch has always been a little standoffish about parenting. She's got plenty of ideas why, nothing solid to sink her teeth into though. He shifts on the bed and she can see the pain on his face.

“You can put him down beside you, he's almost asleep.”

“I'm okay.” His headache is raging but the baby smells so good and he's so warm and soft against Hotch's chest that he can't seem to find it in him to put Michael down. He doesn't really remember ever holding Jack like this and it makes him hurt. There are a lot of things he'll do this time around that he never did with Jack, a chance for some kind of redemption. While he has no delusion that he'll be perfect, he knows he will do better.

Their weekend with JJ's boys goes well. They have a great time playing at the park and going out on Hotch's boat. He really doesn't tell people he's got one, it's kind of just a quiet thing and Derek really hates it, but mostly just because Hotch got to keep his toy but Derek had to get rid of his after a nasty spill. He misses his motorcycle, but he has a great time when they drop anchor in the middle of the bay and he and Henry and Michael dive into the icy water and splash around. Hotch is content to lounge with his feet up, slathered in sunscreen, with Michael in a little swing tethered to the sides. He nudges it with his toes every now and then, rocks him and listens to the delighted squeals. Hotch has a book but he's barely looking at it, he's watching Derek being a dad out in the water, playing sharks and minnows, sputtering water, tossing the boys high in the air. Derek wants them to water ski, and Henry is a little too afraid to try so Derek goes first. Hotch won't drive fast with Michael on the boat, but he gets it fast enough that Derek is slipping from side to side until he just decides to let go and drop right down into the water. Henry panics at first, the minute he watches Derek come to a dead stop in the water and sink right down beneath the surface. Always a showman, he bobs back up and makes his way for the boat ready to hand off the reigns to Jack. After watching Jack, Henry is willing to give it a try. After the skis have worn out their excitement, Derek tosses the innertube out behind them and tells the boys to hop in. He's going to wear them out, they'll pass out the minute dinner is finished. Derek drives this time while Hotch holds tight to the baby in his safety seat, the baby who is squealing with delight.

Jack uses every trick he knows to talk Hotch into getting out there on the skis, and almost has him until Derek steps in and puts his foot down. He's pretty sure water skiing doesn't make the list of approved activities while recovering from a concussion.

“What are you, a doctor?” Henry asks, and Derek lunges at him, threatens to make him walk the plank for talking back. Hotch just shrugs and tells the boys that Captain Morgan has spoken, a joke that only the two adults really find amusing.

JJ and Will can't believe they survived the weekend, first of all, but then they ask to do it again. “We need practice,” Derek says with a smile. “Well. I do, anyway.”

“You're a natural,” JJ replies, but she's quick to take them up on the offer. She and Will don't get a lot of time to themselves these days.

By the time the baby is in their home, Hotch is tossing around the idea of moving quietly to himself. He's looked at houses in Chicago and sorted through finances and documents, they've researched schools for Jack and, well, he's busy thinking about how close he is to retirement age. They're not making any real decisions right now, just keeping their options open and Hotch is figuring out how to warm up to the idea of picking up and moving.

Right now, he's pacing the backyard at 3am with a colicky baby. His back is sore, he really should be sitting down but this baby needs him to walk and so in bare feet over slick dewy grass he'll walk. Blades of grass between his toes, his socks in a heap on the deck, it's a warm night with a gentle early summer breeze. The light pollution has blinked plenty of stars out of existence and bathed the backyard in an eerie glow. The pain in his back creeps down his legs so he takes smaller steps and bounces her in his arms.

“You're silly,” he whispers, nose to nose with perfection. She's got so much hair, tight little almost black curls under the moon and it reminds him of how bald Jack had been. How he'd looked so much like a tiny old man. “You drag me all the way out here, under this big, beautiful sky with this gorgeous moon and all these stars...and you're just looking at me....”

She is. She's staring at him with her huge brown eyes barley blinking, like he's the most fascinating thing she's ever seen. And maybe he is, she's pretty new here and when she reaches up with chubby little fingers to grab his nose he laughs. “Yeah, that honker's pretty big huh? Good thing you got your looks from the handsome daddy...”

Derek takes her from him when his back just can't hold out any longer. He's got to lay down and put the heating pad on.

He drifts off into dreamland easily on the couch and wakes to Derek with her in the pouch on his front, he's kissing her on the forehead while singing along with whatever playlist he's put on and scrambling what looks like an entire carton of eggs. This is Derek stress cooking; he's got something on his mind. Lucy is just staring up at him with wonder in her eyes and Hotch thinks yeah, me too kid. Me too.

“When do you want to leave?” Hotch asks, leaning against the counter. Another bad day, but hell, they're on family leave he doesn't have to do anything he doesn't want to. He can lay in bed and nurse his bad back all day. Or think about living in Chicago. For real this time.

“You mean it?” Derek asks, because he hasn't actually asked Hotch yet. Fran is coming in the afternoon to stay for a few weeks, to help them settle, to help Derek learn the ropes. He was going to talk to her first. Hotch just nods.

“Your mother should be close to her grandchild.”

Derek's eyes are watery, he's going to cry right into his pan full of fluffy eggs. “Grandchildren.”

Aw, fuck. Now Hotch is going to cry.

#aaron hotchner #derek morgan #jennifer jareau #will lamontagne #jack hotchner #henry lamontagne #criminal minds #hotchgan #criminal minds fanfiction