#AND DID 6 BACKFLIPS

[onlykiwi]

WE ARE SO BACKKKKKK!!!

[ilovolderman]

Stealth Raccoons

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: During a chaotic mission, Sam’s on high alert and Natasha’s low-key helping you and Bucky keep your secret relationship under wraps.

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: humor, fluff, secret dating

A/N: this can be read as a standalone even though it's part of a series called "You Said What". it doesn't necessarily follow a specific order, but if you want to check out the other parts, here they are: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12. thanks for reading, i hope you like it :)

The mission was going fine. Until it wasn’t.

“Everyone stay in comms range,” Sam had said. “No hero moves,” Sam had said. “Stick to the plan,” SAM HAD SAID.

But now there were fire alarms blaring, half the base was flooding for reasons that were absolutely not in the briefing, and somehow you and Bucky were trapped in a side corridor while Sam and Nat were three levels up and getting increasingly annoyed.

Sam’s voice crackled over comms. “What do you mean you’re stuck in a broom closet?”

“It’s not a closet,” Bucky said tightly, scanning the door panel. “It’s a supply room. Very tactical. Very... moppy.”

You stifled a laugh behind your hand. “Tactical mop. For stealth cleaning.”

“You’re both impossible,” Sam muttered. “Can you at least not flirt during a breach?”

“We’re not flirting,” you said, far too quickly. “We don’t flirt,” Bucky added.

A pause.

Natasha’s voice cut in, bone dry. “That’s funny. You were making heart eyes while dodging tripwires like it was a romantic tango.”

You smacked your forehead on the wall. Bucky visibly stopped breathing.

Sam cut back in. “Wait—heart what? What do you mean tango? Are you saying there was—?”

Suddenly Bucky kicked the door panel.

It sparked. The lights flickered. A loud clunk sounded.

The door opened.

Bucky turned to you, nodding very seriously. “Tactical success.”

You gave him a look. “You just panicked and kicked the wall.”

He gave you a little grin. “Worked, didn’t it?”

Natasha hummed over comms. “You two gonna keep making goo-goo eyes or are you gonna join the rest of us before Sam has a stroke?”

“I’m fine,” Sam said through clenched teeth. “I’m just saying. They’re suspiciously in sync lately. You saw them backflip in unison last mission.”

You and Bucky exchanged a quick look.

You had, in fact, practiced that move. In private. After several accidental crashes and at least one rug burn incident that required aloe.

Bucky cleared his throat. “We’re just good at teamwork.”

Sam scoffed. “You were holding hands.”

“We were anchoring each other.” “That's a combat grip,” you added helpfully.

There was a pause.

“Combat grip?” Sam repeated flatly. “I’m going to throw myself out a window.”

Later, everyone regrouped in the main server room.  The plan was to download intel and leave quietly.

Naturally, something exploded.

Now the lights were out, alarms were blaring, and everyone was sprinting through dim corridors lit only by emergency red glow.

You and Bucky split off (again) to find the backup drive.

Sam’s voice came through comms, exasperated. “Why do they always get sent off together? Every time. It’s like Mission: Secret Couple or something.”

You nearly ran into a wall.

“Excuse me?” you said, trying to sound offended and not like your heart just plummeted into your boots.

Bucky made a face at you, whispering. “Secret Couple is a terrible code name.”

You whispered back “Sounds like a dating app for spies.”

He grinned. You grinned.

You did not kiss.

But only because the walls had cameras. And the last time you kissed near Hydra tech, it triggered an alarm labeled "UNSANCTIONED BONDING ACTIVITY."

Still not over that.

Sam was still talking. “—and it’s always like ‘oh no, we accidentally got locked in this romantic storage closet again,’ or ‘oops, my hand slipped and I caught them emotionally gazing!’”

Natasha: “Wow. Sounds like you’re really keeping detailed logs.”

Sam: “IT’S SUSPICIOUS!”

Three minutes later, you and Bucky were climbing a ladder inside a narrow, dimly lit vent shaft. You were going up first, carefully placing your boots on the creaking metal rungs. Bucky was right behind you, unusually quiet for someone who usually had a sarcastic comment locked and loaded.

You paused briefly to adjust your grip. That was apparently enough time for chaos to erupt over comms.

"Just got eyes on Y/N and Barnes," Sam’s voice rang out, suspicious and way too smug. "They’re in Vent Shaft 7, heading north—wait. Why is Barnes looking up like that? Why’s he—OH COME ON."

You froze, forehead hitting the wall with a quiet thunk. "SAM. Do not read into this."

"There was a pause," Sam insisted, scandalized. "A full, lingering pause. With a view, Barnes."

Bucky, completely unbothered, replied, "Just making sure the ladder’s stable."

"Stable my ass! You were looking up like it was art, man. That was a neck-tilt of appreciation."

Natasha cut in, her voice dry as a martini. "Sam. Be honest. Are you mad because you think something’s going on... or because no one’s ever looked at you like that in a vent shaft?"

"EXCUSE ME?"

"Just saying, maybe if you wore less tactical gear and more emotional availability—"

"I will not be emotionally manipulated by the Human Blade of Sarcasm and her two suspiciously hoodie-sharing raccoons."

"...Did he just call us raccoons?" Bucky asked.

"I think so," you said.

"Honestly? Not mad about it."

"You do share a hoodie!" Sam jumped back in. "I asked you if it was your combat hoodie, and you said ‘Don’t worry about it.’"

"I wasn’t lying. It is combat-rated. For cuddles," Bucky said with a smirk.

"Tacti-cuddly," you added.

"I hate this. I hate all of this."

Natasha, casually: "You know, now that I think about it, I did see them split a breakfast burrito this morning."

"YOU WHAT—"

"And I took a bite too. Maybe it’s a cult. A burrito cult. Ever think of that?"

"I—what—I—OKAY. Polyamorous burrito cult. That makes so much more sense than whatever secret relationship you’re all denying!"

"Honestly? That’s kinda got a ring to it," you said.

"Can we get jackets made?" Bucky asked.

"Only if I get to design the logo," Natasha replied.

"I will unravel this mystery. I will," Sam grumbled.

"Looking forward to it, Detective Wilson," Natasha said sweetly.

"This is worse than that time you all gaslit me about the mission in Madrid."

"That was an actual hallucination," you reminded him. "You took cold meds and fought a vending machine."

"It took my change and lied about it!"

"Let it go, man," Bucky said.

"I need a new team," Sam muttered.

"You need a nap," Natasha said.

"Or a snack," Bucky added.

"Or therapy," you chimed in.

"I AM FINE."

Bucky glanced up again—brief, but noticeable. You looked down at him, trying to hide your grin.

"HEY! I saw that! That was another lingering pause!"

"I was checking to make sure he didn’t fall off the ladder," you said, deadpan.

"She’s just a very responsible coworker," Bucky added innocently.

"You’re all terrible liars."

"Actually," Natasha said, cool as ever, "they’re great liars. That’s what’s so impressive."

"I WILL FIGURE THIS OUT!" Sam practically shouted.

"Of course you will," Natasha replied, too-sweet to be sincere.

You and Bucky shared a quiet look.

"Think he’s gonna try to set a trap?" Bucky asked.

"Absolutely. Wanna beat him to it?"

Bucky grinned. "Always."

After the mission ended, everyone was seated. Exhausted. Quiet. Sam sat across from you and Bucky in the quinjet, arms folded, staring like a detective in the final five minutes of a Law & Order episode. You sat a safe six inches apart from Bucky, the kind of distance that said “not officially” but definitely “definitely.”

Then his hand slid over to rest lightly on your knee. Hidden. Barely touching.

Natasha saw it instantly. She didn’t say a word. She just slid her sunglasses down her nose and gave Sam a look that said, “Don’t even bother.”

Sam sighed, rubbed his temples, and whispered to himself, “There’s something going on. I know it. I can feel it in my spleen.”

Natasha deadpanned, “Maybe it’s indigestion.”

You smirked. “Maybe you’re just emotionally constipated.”

Bucky chuckled softly. “Maybe the real secret romance was the friends we gaslit along the way.”

Natasha raised her cup of jet coffee in a mock toast.

Sam looked so tired. And still: clueless.

Minutes later, Sam’s head lolled forward, and his eyes fluttered shut. The tension in the cabin eased as he slipped into sleep, snoring softly—a rare, vulnerable moment.

You glanced at Bucky, who was watching you with that slow, fond smile reserved just for you. His hand tightened just a bit on your knee, and before you knew it, you leaned against him, your shoulder resting gently against his arm. The world outside the quinjet melted away.

Bucky’s breath was warm on your temple as he whispered, “Finally, some peace.”

You smiled, heart full, and whispered back, “Mission accomplished.”

Natasha, ever the perfect mix of sarcastic and warm, glanced over and quipped, “Well, at least someone’s asleep before Sam figures out what’s really going on.”

You and Bucky exchanged a glance, grinning.

The quinjet hummed quietly around you, a gentle lull beneath the stars streaking past the windows. Bucky’s hand never left your knee, and you let yourself relax fully into the warmth of his presence.

“You are falling asleep, aren’t you?” you whispered, leaning your head gently against his shoulder.

He turned his face just enough so you could see the faintest smile tugging at his lips. “That’s just cause I’m comfortable,” he murmured. “You make me feel like I can.”

You smiled softly, heart swelling. “Good. Because you’re stuck with me. No backsies.”

Bucky’s fingers brushed lightly over your skin, thumb tracing lazy circles. “I like the sound of that.”

You let out a quiet laugh. “Promise me something?”

“Anything,” he said, voice low and steady.

“Next time Sam starts spouting nonsense about ‘emotional indigestion’ or ‘gaslighting,’ you’re the one who tells him to shut it. I’m officially outsourcing emotional labor.”

Bucky chuckled. “Deal. I’ll be the designated emotional bouncer.”

You tightened your grip on his hand and sighed happily. “You know, I think this might be the first time Sam’s fallen asleep mid-interrogation. What do you think that means?”

Bucky laughed softly. “He’s finally met his match.”

From behind you, Natasha’s quiet humming floated through the cabin, sounding suspiciously like a victory tune. Sam’s soft snore was rhythmic now, peaceful — a rare break from his usual intense energy.

You nestled closer, your cheek resting against Bucky’s warm arm. “It’s nice. Just… nice. No secrets. No guessing. Just us.”

“Exactly,” he said, voice soft as a whisper. “I like this. I like you.”

You smiled wider, squeezing his hand. “I like you too.”

Natasha’s voice piped up from the back, light and teasing, “And somewhere in the world, Sam’s still clueless and probably crying softly about a burrito.”

You and Bucky exchanged amused glances, eyes shining.

Clueless, but perfectly content.

Later, after the mission, after the jet touched down and everyone went their separate ways, you were finally curled up on the couch, warm, clean, and almost asleep.

Then your phone buzzed.

“SAM ADDED YOU TO A GROUP CHAT.”

You stared at the screen. The chat was called:

“stealth raccoons + sam”

Of course it was.

You opened it.

[Group Chat: stealth raccoons + sam] Members: Sam, You, Bucky, Natasha

Sam: this is now the official mission coordination thread. i need updates. and accountability. and transparency.

You: That’s a lot of feelings for a mission thread.

Bucky: Yeah, usually those just say “Van’s here” and “We’re being shot at.”

Sam: y’all think this is a joke. but i see things.👀

Natasha: Oh boy. The eyeballs are back. Everyone run.

Sam: i’m just saying the hoodie-sharing the synchronized exits THE BURRITO

You: Bold of you to keep bringing up the burrito like it didn’t emotionally wound you.

Sam: IT WAS A BETRAYAL IN THREE BITES

Bucky: Still mad I didn’t get the last bite tbh.

Sam: AHA YOU ADMIT YOU SHARED IT

Bucky: …we all shared it, Sam. Team nutrition.

Natasha: Sounds like love. I mean… loyalty. Definitely loyalty. 👀❤️👀

Sam: I WILL CATCH YOU I HAVE CAMERAS AND INSTINCTS AND VIBES

You: Vibes aren’t admissible in court, Sam.

Bucky: Unless you’re Judge Judy.

Sam: i am the judge and the jury and the petty god of group chat receipts

Natasha: Petty God is a great title for your next mission report.

Sam: don’t act like you’re innocent in this you’re always mysteriously nearby when they “accidentally” disappear into unmonitored zones

Natasha: Oh no. You’ve discovered my side hustle. Secret couple bodyguard slash chaos enabler. (And I look great doing it.)

Sam: Y/N. Barnes. one day. you’ll slip.

You: What if we already did and you missed it?

Bucky: What if we never did and you’re spiraling for nothing?

Sam: what if i block both of you and live in peace

Natasha: You won’t. You live for this. Sam: you’re all MENACES

You: Menaces in love? 🤷‍♀️

Sam: i hate this group chat but i refuse to leave i must monitor

Bucky: Aw. He loves us.

Sam: I SWEAR ON MY WINGS THE TRUTH WILL COME OUT THIS ISN’T OVER

[Sam has changed the group chat name to: “Operation: Truth & Betrayal”]

You: Ok now it sounds like a reality show.

Natasha: Or a band. Dibs on drums.

Bucky: Y/N sings. Obviously.

Sam: YOU’RE DEFLECTING AGAIN I’M WATCHING YOU

You stared at the group chat for a long second, thumb hovering over your screen.

Sam had just renamed it, for the third time in twenty minutes. The man was unraveling in real time.

You locked your phone and exhaled a slow, amused sigh.

From the couch across the room, Bucky raised an eyebrow. “Let me guess. Sam renamed the chat again?”

“Yep,” you said. “I think he’s having a dramatic monologue in the kitchen.”

“He’s gonna start drawing red string across the wall soon.”

You padded over and dropped down next to him, letting your head fall onto his shoulder with a quiet laugh. “We’re menaces.”

Bucky smirked. “Secret menaces in love. Very stealthy.”

You grinned, reaching for his hand. “He’s never gonna catch us.”

And somewhere, several rooms away, Sam sneezed violently—like the universe had just dared him to prove you wrong.

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landoscar fic recs

the goats of landoscar fics to Me

impasse of biting - @wanderingblindly

12.5k | 2/2 | vampire au | barista!lando/vampire!oscar | M

"Maybe it would be good for you, something like this." Lando looks away from the espresso machine, over at Charles. "Like what?" "A vampire." "Charles," Lando breathes out, leaning against the back of his workstation and crossing his arms. "I've told you, it's not..." it's a me problem. He's the one that can't seem to connect to people, he's the one that's not noteworthy enough to want.

one of the first landoscar fics i ever read and it did change the trajectory of my life forever, liquid ur a genius btw. u could say im a real SUCKER for vampires…….

sgraffito - @ocontraire

19k | 1/1 | non-driver au | art teacher!lando/f1 driver!oscar | T

Maybe it could have been him, instead. It could have been him driving alongside Oscar, his hands lifting trophies, his dreams soaked in champagne. But Lando taught art while his brother raced, and he didn't regret it. Not when Oli seemed so happy.

hurt my feelings in the best way possible, pretty sure i cried, very beautiful overall

learned behavior - @passengerprincipessa

59.2k | 1/1 | 2024 season fwb / driver!lando/driver!oscar | E

Lando tries to win a championship and learns how to want.

THEEEEE landoscar fic, made me really weird about lando forever.

death and other lies - @finifugue

42.7k | 3/3 | spies but also so much more | assassin!lando/serial killer!oscar | M

Oscar kills people. Lando is legally dead. Someone wants to restart the war.

one of the most entertaining and well written fics i have ever read, incredibly devastating and heartwarming at the same time.

catechism - debrief

9.4k | 2/2 | theyre cats. | cat!lando/cat!oscar | T

“My faves are Temptation MixUps, but they only come in tubs,” Lando remarks. “I know how to open tubs,” Oscar says offhandedly. He knows how to what. “Will you marry me?” Lando asks without much thought.

prison break but cats, it is so silly and perfect

take it offline - @lellabellas

20k | 3/3 | office au doesnt even begin to describe it | ceo!lando/cto!oscar | M

"Why don't you put that mouth to better use, mate?" Lando's stomach turns even as he spreads his legs farther apart into a suggestive position. He's so fucked. Forget crossing a line; he's just pole-vaulted the line, done six backflips, and launched himself into the stratosphere. Half promises to hangers on in a bar is one thing—a little 'you take care of me, I'll take care of you,' and then never call them back. Coming onto a work colleague is something else entirely. But Oscar doesn't crack. He slowly closes his mouth that's fallen open in shock, licks his lips, and stares Lando down just as hard. "Alright."

blatantly unhinged and evil oscar is my favorite, and he is so well written in this fic, was on the edge of my seat the whole time and audibly gasped at least twice while reading it. Rancid in the best of ways.

run, rabbit, run (ive got you in my sights) - @saccharinenectarine123

8.5k | 1/1 | canon divergence | driver!lando/driver!oscar | E

Oscar's been obsessed with Lando since he was 14. Now they’re teammates at McLaren, and he's struggling to keep it together. Lando's not a better man.

LOVE when oscar is a loser who is obsessed with lando and lando is kind of evil about it, very beautiful outcome

sun kissed - @passengerprincipessa

45.5k | 6/6 | backpacking au | yachtie!lando/engineer!oscar | E

Oscar gets broken up with and impulsively books a four-week backpacking trip through Europe. He doesn't expect to fall in love along the way.

the most rom com fic ever + some of the most incredible character development everrrrrr incredibly heartwarming and feel good fic

in the firing line - @sincerelylancelot

5.3k | 1/1 | restaurant au | server!lando/chef!oscar | E

On Monday morning, Oscar finds a coffee next to his chopping board and a note.

i dont know why this fic itches my brain the way it does but i have read it 5 times and its perfect, simple idea + beautiful execution

certain uncertainty - @celellken

21.5k | 1/1 | ranch au | ranch hand!lando/ranch hand!oscar | NR

Oscar and Lando work on a ranch. Oscar is used to keeping his head down and his emotions in check. But when Lando arrives, all easy smiles and restless energy, Oscar finds himself thrown off balance.

slice of life found family ranch au...need i say more. deserves her flowers

the road not taken - @zelebrini

49.4k | 7/7 | slowburn exes to lovers | photographer!lando/vet!oscar | E

A long time ago, Oscar lost something he’s not sure he’s ever getting back.

WHAT IF UR OLD SITUATIONSHIP CAME BACK TO HAUNT U. AND HE WAS A BEAUTIFUL VET. AND U SAVED A CAT TOGETHER. so tragic...so amazing...i killed myself 17 times every chapter and loved every second of it

forget the protocol - astronautaficionado

68.7k | 10/10 | hockey au | goalie!lando/defenseman!oscar | E

By the time Oscar's first NHL contract ends, he's spent most of it in the minors. When he receives a controversial offer to join another team, it changes everything about his life, especially the hockey.

oscar psychologically tortures himself over a crush when literally nobody asked him to do that

so what are you waiting for? (its your serve) - @serve-cunt

76.4k | 11/11 | tennis au | tennis player!lando/tennis player!oscar | M

“Good evening and welcome to the press conference for Oscar Piastri,” said the organiser, in an officious, bored voice. “A reminder to keep your questions brief.” She pointed to a blonde woman in the first row. “Catherine, go ahead.” Catherine leaned forward. "First of all, Oscar, congratulations," she said. "With the points from this win you’ll be in the top twenty ranked male tennis players. That's a huge deal, especially this young. Did you expect that when you woke up this morning?"

just impeccable. oscar learning he can have sport and cute boy at the same time will get me every single time, and also now im fighting tennis demons

leading lines - @volantium

16.5k | 1/1 | fake dating au | photographer!lando/driver!oscar | T

Oscar blinks at him, slowly, mind gone horrifically blank. Lando keeps on talking but Oscar doesn’t hear any sound come out of his mouth. “What do you mean,” Oscar speaks over Lando, and can hear the audible click of Lando’s jaw snapping shut, “that you told your parents we’re dating?”

they r so stupid and i love them terribly

afterburn - @passengerprincipessa

75.1k | 5/5 | canon divergence | ferrari driver!lando/mclaren driver!oscar | E

At the end of 2027, Lando leaves for Ferrari. Oscar doesn't know why.

might just be The oscar character study, oscar learning he can have sport and cute boy at the same time once again

half-lives - anon

16.9k | 1/1 | gang au | gang member!lando/get away driver!oscar | E

Oscar is the crew's new getaway driver. Lando doesn't trust him. Doesn't like how calm he stays when things go to hell. But then things do go to hell, a job gone sideways, crew lost. Now it's just the two of them on the run. Bleeding. Breathing too close. Oscar starts seeing the cracks in Lando's armor. The way he folds when someone handles him right. The way he begs but never says it out loud. The hatred is always easy. What comes after isn’t.

i wish i knew who this anon was so i could kiss their brain for this utter masterpiece, running from the cops is my favorite brand of forced proximity

already home - @nyoomfruits

32.5k | 1/1 | non drivers + fake relationship au | producer(kinda)!lando/lawyer!oscar | T

Lando takes a deep steadying breath. “I think I might be in love with Oscar.” He says, and hates how immediately when he says the words, he knows it’s true. “Right,” Max says, nodding. “And?” “What do you mean, ‘and?’” Lando says, a little outraged. “I can’t be in love with him! We’re married! This is like, a disaster waiting to happen!”

rom com, friends to lovers, and fake relationship.....the holy trinity of fics i think

a single great error - @sincerelylancelot

12.4 k | 1/1 | magic + dark academia | everyone has magic powers | M

Lando reminds him of a black hole. Not just all-consuming and endless, but a bridge to infinite possibilities. Oscar’s hands can rip the universe apart, knit it back together, and feel the air shimmer where reality was—but to him, Lando is what’s left in that space: infinite and always.

heart! breaking! stuff! the sequel is also incredible.

off the record - anon

19.2k | 2/2 | pwp | secret camboy!lando/driver!oscar | E

Oscar stumbles upon a camboy account that looks a lot like Lando. It ruins his focus, rewires his brain, and makes him want things he shouldn't.

HOT. SO HOT. SO GOOD. ONCE AGAIN I WISH I KNEW WHO THIS ANON WAS SO I COULD KISS THEIR BRAIN. love when landoscar match each others freaks

negative splits - @ocontraire

10k | 1/1 | pro runners au | runner!lando/runner!oscar | T

So officially, Oscar Piastri, pretty good steepler and pretty bad pacer, was now a professional runner. They wanted him to steeple, mostly, though he’d be doing cross country in the fall, and Lando had pinky promised him, mid-distance guy to mid-distance guy, that if he wanted to get into the 3k flat indoor then he would get him in. Oscar didn’t really want to ask how he planned on doing that. Felt safer not to ask.

every single one of leaf's sport aus is a masterpiece, and this is no exception. top tier landoscar dynamics

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more than a late night snack – gojo satoru chapter 10: yakisoba– appetizer!

contents: gojo satoru x reader, really bad flirting attempts, swearing, fluff, 2 idiots in love, really cute shenanigans summary: when you and gojo get detention after sneaking out, gojo sees you in a new light after spending the day with you. current wc: 5.1k ish 8.1k

“..y’think im cute?” he asks with a shit eating grin, hand stilling on top of your head. eyes widening ever so slightly as you budge his hand off of your head. 

previous chapter ll master list ll chapter 10 out now!

as the late winter sun sets, you find a strange comfort walking side by side down the street to the bookstore. 

“–and given the circumstances, i think that sugu should just let me ride that damn dragon once, even after uh.. that incident –” 

you laugh, “you mean when you threw up on it?” “look in my defense, okay –  i didn’t expect it to go that fast!” “and suguru said that you had like 6 pieces of cake or something, right?” 

“right, thank you, exactly my point! I was vulnerable! baby was being so mean – ” 

ignoring him completely, you grab his jacket sleeve to still him, something in the shop window catching your eye. You dont catch the way gojo’s eyes widen. 

“let’s go in here!” you say grasping his hand to pull him along with you, not waiting for an answer. gojo’s eyes widen at the contact, your smaller hand grabbing his. your hands were cold, were you warm enough? he could keep you warm if that’s what you wanted, he’d give you the clothes off his back if it meant that you were safe and happy, but holding your hand would be preferable. but as quickly as it happened, you let go of his hand in favor of picking up something that interested you on a table, what looked like little chopstick rests, cups and little ceramic sculptures.

“look! it’s shoko!” you hum, examining the little brown cat, gojo leans into you his large frame brushing your arm as his eyes pull away from the hand painted prints on the table beside you. 

gojo grins, “hehe! it’s just missing the cigarette...” he comments as he bends down to examine the homemade ceramic animals. 

“oh my god, they have suguru too!” you grab the sleek black haired ceramic cat with purple eyes, “doesn’t he look kinda spooky?” stroking the cat’s sleek head with your pointer finger, you were practically buzzing with excitement. he likes seeing you like this, shy smiles and mischievous eyes, teasing words dangling from your pretty lips. His stomach doing backflips as he watched your growing smile, as you picked up little trinkets examining them with a careful eye. 

the sound of your gentle laugher, brings his attention to you picking up a little fluffy ceramic white cat with big blue eyes and bringing it close to his face to compare. Eyes darting between the sculpture and him, gojo feels his breathing pattern change under your scrutinizing eye.  “damn... you look good in cat form too! yours is the cutest.” you say casually.

cute? did you think he was cute? he thinks his grin will split his face open. “heh. grumps,” he mutters, bending dramatically to knock his shoulder into your much shorter one. you grunt as you feel him pat your head when you ignore his shoulder bumps. you turn to him, eyes narrowing at his dramatics. “..what???” “..y’think im cute?” he asks with a shit eating grin, hand stilling on top of your head. eyes widening ever so slightly as you budge his hand off of your head. 

“hm? oh, –” you say hastily but not quick enough, “definitely not. i was talking about the cat goj- catoru, dude.” 

gojo’s eyebrows raise at the slight wobble of your voice, as you immediately turn around to look through the rest of the shop, busying yourself with the homemade cards on a rolling rack. 

“really, babe? catoru?! and you can’t call me satoru? always gojo this, gojo that..” ” he groans playfully, clutching his chest dramatically, like you somehow wounded the strongest – and you have.  but all wounds heal as he catches you shaking your head, the blush on your face telling him all he needed to know. 

an: hiya everyone! it's been a long time, but i've been writing again! I am excited to catch up on all the comments and share with you the rest of chapter 10 soon!

[alllgator-blood]

'YOU AIN'T AS YOUNG AS YOU USED TO BE'

(part 2/6)

ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS LAY IN THE DAMN BED, HEKET!! At least she did a sweet portal backflip to disobey orders in style. Tbf I would also have trouble laying in bed for an extended amount of time if my brain was like "wow you're resting? You're literally just like your sibling who's been dying in bed for 200 years" the second my head hits the pillow

I didn't get to do much with witness bathin in this comic but in my head, she's a very well meaning and sweet person who will accidentally offend you on a psychological level because she wants to be helpful even in situations beyond her understanding. I hope to do more with the witnesses when I'm feeling better because I have an idea of what 3/4 of them are like, but none of them have gotten a chance to do their thing just yet

The other parts are gonna take quite a while to finish, like I said this full comic won't get done before the year wraps up so I'm hoping to at least get 4 parts done. I really need to stop doing comics with full color and backgrounds tbh I can't keep up....

also I have this poorly drawn but relevant comic I drew months ago but never posted, cannot remember the context but I'll have you know it was drawn while "1 hour of silence occasionally interrupted by the opening riff to 'bad to the bone' " was playing.....

[helslastangel]

Mars in 1H & 7H Synastry: From My Experiences 🔞

Minors, do not interact. This one's not for you.

I know this is widely known with 1H Mars synastry, but it bears repeating: this is such an electric and sexy aspect to have!

...IF you like each other. But if you don't?

Especially if the attraction is one-sided? It is SO cringe. One of you could end up hating the other easily.

In fact, let me tell you two stories that show just how differently things can go with this aspect.

Positive 1H Mars Synastry

Guy A: Leo Sun, Virgo Moon, Cancer Rising & Venus

I have my Mars in his 1H and his Venus is in my 1H.

This a VERY physical aspect, so if you're the type who loves long hugs, hugs from behind, poking, nibbling, cuddling, kissing and a LOT of sex, even after YEARS together, then keep an eye out for this aspect.

Guy A was my boyfriend of 4 years and we broke up right around the time we would have been talking engagement and such. He was also my best friend for 8 years (which would be 15 years now if we hadn't stopped talking a year after the break up).

I was wildly attracted to this guy from day one. And vice versa! And when we finally got together? Literally could not stop touching each other. It was so funny at times. You know those annoying couples trying to hold hands, steer the cart, and pick stuff up all at once in the grocery store? Yeah, we were that couple. Typically, if I wasn't literally on his lap, I'd be under his arm or pretty much pressed up beside him somehow-and vice versa. Watching TV? Someone's head would be in the other's lap, someone's hands would be in the other's hair, or rubbing their arm or belly.

I remember the first time Guy A and I went on a cute lunch date, before we officially got together. Everyone was pointing and giggling at us because it was sooooo obvious we both couldn't keep our hands off each other at all. 😂

To this day, neither his parents nor mine can believe we didn't get married. We probably should have, tbh. Lol.

Negative 1H Mars Synastry:

Guy B: Gemini Sun, Cancer Moon & Rising, Aries Venus.

I also have my Mars in his 1H. (His moon is in my 1H).

Mars in 1st synastry in one-sided connections is the absolute worst because one of you is madly (VERY madly) in lust confused for love, and the other is perpetually annoyed but attached to the adrenaline rush from all the static, especially if life isn't otherwise exciting at the time.

Guy B was long-term frenemy who I did NOT like romantically and barely liked platonically. We met on a dating site and the conversation was great but from the 1st date in person, I was instantly turned off. All his mannerisms annoyed me, I wasn't attracted to him, and I didn't want him to touch me at all. My reflex was to pull away when he tried. He was extremely attracted to me for some reason despite this, and never let it go. Not even years later. He begged to stay friends when I declined a 2nd date and I was too nice back then so I reluctantly agreed.

Every time he touched me, I wanted to backflip into a volcano. A simple hug made me irrationally angry if he tried to linger half a second too long. It didn't help that he'd always complain about me giving "church hugs."

And before the men start carrying on about how he must have been short, yada yada yada... no, lol he's 6' 5" and fairly good-looking. Just didn't like him then and still don't now.

Our dynamic was always very aggressive, especially from my end. Even our mutual friends noticed that I seemed like a different person specifically around him and not in a good way. I was verbally combative and physically tense around him, even my voice sounded less soft and I was extremely sarcastic. I don't know if he's into girls who are normally like that or if his Aries Venus just liked the challenge, but that annoyed me even more. My dad met him once and immediately acted like he wasn't even there and my mom was like "Yeah, no, don't ever date each other because one of you won't make it out of that alive, it's very obvious."

She's definitely not wrong, our entire "friendship" was a strange anomaly defined around me being perpetually annoyed that he existed but also finding entertainment in all the toxicity and him pretending not to notice that Id happily sell him to the devil for a bag of chips and continuously convincing himself that I secretly liked him.

I told him multiple times he was free to react like a normal human being and not talk to me and his response was, "Eh, I know but somehow even though I hate arguing, I don't really mind arguing with you. Like I hate it but at the same time, it's you. I'm used to it now."

Idk to say about that but yeah, there you have it folks. The moral of the story is: there are always two sides to a coin 😂

Synastry is something that can go two (if not more) ways. No placement or aspect is ever guaranteed to be positive or negative, though some skew one way or the other. If they were, we could all find our perfect matches just by picking birth charts out of a jar and studying them. Be mindful and listen to what your heart and gut tell you and then use your head.

All that being said though, can I talk about 7H Mars synastry for a sec? GOSH I LOVE when someone's Mars is in my 7H.

Mars in 7H Synastry (Positive)

Guy C: Aries Sun, Scorpio Moon, Scorpio Rising, Aries Venus

He has Capricorn Mars in my 7H and my gawd. So intentional. This was eons ago. Technically my second boyfriend, but this was the first serious boyfriend who I had all my first times with. The moment my very own McSteamy decided he wanted to date me, there was no long drawn out "should I, shouldn't I, she loves me, she loves me not" - none of that wishy-washy shit. He strolled right up to me and said, "Look, you're allowed to say yes, no, or "get lost, fool" -whatever you want. And I know this may seem a bit soon, and to be honest when I first met you, I didn't know what to think, you kinda seemed like a miss-goody-two-shoes type. But getting to know you for a couple months? I realize you're actually quite a rebel and adventurous like me, but also smart and know how to lay low and play a character when you need to. Anyway, I'd really like to kiss you, but I'm gonna ask you to be my girlfriend first, so let me know."

Well, hell I said yes before he was even done talking and he picked me right up and kissed me against the wall. That was my first kiss too, and a great memory. I love direct people who know what they want, aren't scared to take a risk and are comfortable taking the lead, especially when it's a relationship. That's a Capricorn Mars right there. With Capricorn moon in my 7H that was literally like hitting the jackpot- except I was so young. He was 8 years older than me and ready to settle down. I was just about to fly the nest and see the world and he was kind enough to realize this and not hold me back when I decided to leave.

I will say this placement is excellent if you're sure about wanting a family, kids, and the whole white picket fence thing. I made the right choice as I'm still childfree by choice now and would rather live a semi-nomadic life, working and traveling the world with someone who is the same kind of crazy as me.

I'm not sure if I've experienced any negative Mars 7H house synastry. There are so people I've connected with whose birthdays I've either forgotten or didn't ask for, so I don't have their charts. Of the charts I do have, Guy C is the only one I have this aspect with. I haven't quite felt the same 100% confident, 'all-in' relationship energy from anyone else.

I am curious about how the negative side of this would go, so if any of you have had bad experiences with Mars 7H synastry and want to share, let's meet in the comments 😹

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[justwhisperingfantasies]

The One That Got Away

Characters: Reader, (Y/N and nickname babe[s].) Jensen Ackles. Jared Padalecki. Misha Collins. Mark Sheppard. Ruthie Connell. Rob Benedict. Richard Speight Jr. Kim Rhodes. Osric Chau. Matt Cohen. Alexander Calvert. Briana Buckmaster. Eric Kripke. Lily (o.c) Abby (o.c) Emily (o.c) Mention of Karl Urban

Warnings: Domestic Violence And Mental Abuse. Angst. Mention Of  Cheating. Mention Of Pregnancy Loss. Mention Of Blackmailing. Drinking. Language. Jensen Being An Ass. Reader Being Bitchy. Let Me Know If I Missed Any.

Summary: You thought you had left Supernatural and Jensen in the past, but almost 6 years later you get roped back in when your job is on the line.

Word count: 6,145

A/N: I've had this idea in my head for some time now. Finally got the chance to write it out. Hope y'all enjoy it. 💗

Please don't copy my work and post it elsewhere.

Like, comments and reblogs are highly appreciated 💗

You took a deep breath with your hand on the handle of the thick auditorium door. You can do this you thought to yourself. You haven’t been to a supernatural con in almost 6 years, and you didn’t think you’d ever be going to one another one. You push the doors open and the sounds of the crowd almost burst your eardrums. Everyone was talking, and excited, but your stomach was doing backflips the whole way to your seat. You felt so out of place. You thought about turning around and leaving, but you had a job to do and would get it done. You made it to your seat. First row, right in front of him. Your designated seat in the past. Of course, Eric would buy that seat. You rolled your eyes as you sat down. 

Rob Benedict walks out on stage after his other bandmates. The crowd went absolutely bunkers. “Alright Vegas, are you ready?” Rob asked. The crowd went wild. You let your mind wander as Louden Swain starts their setlist.

Year 2006:

“I don’t think I can do this.” A nervous Jensen admitted walking up to the curtain on the stage between you and Jared.

“Jay, you got this,” Jared assured him.

Jensen took a deep breath. “Did you get the seat?” He looked over to you.

“Yes, I’ll be right in front of you. When you get nervous or overwhelmed just look down and I’ll flash you or something.”

Jensen let out a laugh lifting his face.

“Um, (y/n) I’m feeling a bit nervous too. “ Jared professed

You and Jensen glared at him. “I think you’ll be alright.” You told him walking over to the  stage entrance

“You guys got this.” You kissed Jensen on the cheek. “I love you both.” You then kissed Jared on the cheek. “Have fun!!” You said as you turned to walk away.

“Love you too.” They said at the same time. You could hear the boys talking, but you couldn’t make out the words.

Lily was standing by the wall. She started walking with you as you passed. “Are you ever going to tell him how you feel?” You rolled your eyes and looked back at Jensen.  He blew you a kiss and mouthed thank you. You nodded and gave him a smile.

“Probably not.” You said facing forward and continuing walking.

“Why the hell not?! You two would be so cute.” You sighed. “I mean you’re practically dating already.”

“Lily, leave it alone.” You said as you got to the door. You pushed the door open and walked into the auditorium, energy pulsating through the air as the fans waited for Jensen and Jared to come out on stage. You found your seat and sat down. Lily sat down next to you. They came out behind the curtain dancing as the band played their intro song. 

The band starts playing Anyway You Want It by Journey bringing you out of your memory. “You guys really for them?” Rob asked and then started to sing the lyrics. Your heart hastens and you can hear it in your ears. Of course, Jensen and Jared come through the curtain dancing like the total goofballs that they are. Some things just never change you thought to yourself.  You didn’t realize how much you missed this and them, the 3 of you were so close. Now you are just one of the ex-cast personal assistants of Supernatural. It broke your heart when you left the set, but it broke your heart more to be around him daily. They do their famous stage jump with Rob as the band hits the last chord.

“Should we make this official?” Richard Asked.

“Yes,” Jared answered, and Jensen nodded his head.

“Las Vegas and the surrounding counties, please welcome Mr. Jensen Ackles and Mr. Jared Padalecki.”

They bowed and sent kisses to the crowd then pointed at each other. “Have at ‘er boys,” Richard says as he shakes their hands and heads off the stage.

“Thank you to... Wait what was his name?” Jared jokes. Rob whispers in his ear. “Err Speight. Thank you, Richard Speight.” The microphone starts whining and the boys start holding their arms out and spinning them trying to get it to stop. Rob realized he had left his mic on, and he ran back on stage to turn it off.

“It's fixed! It’s fixed!” He yells at them as he runs back off stage.

“Rob Benedict, everyone!” Jensen says as he looks down. You didn’t think he could see you with all the lights pointed at him, but his jaw dropped and then his face lit up. He got Jared’s attention and pointed right at you. Jared yelled your name and waved. Welp, I guess he saw me. The microphone starts whining again, and they make a close encounter joke. Jared makes the theme noises.

“Hi, guys!” Jared said after the whining sound stopped.  They welcome and thank the crowd after a lot of friendly banter between them. Then after some talk about Jared’s party patches.  They finally get to questions. After three questions you hear yelling and cursing coming from the section to your right.

“FUCKING SAM AND DEAN. YOU ALWAYS DID LOVE THEM MORE THAN ME.” He yelled, slurring his words. You could tell he’d been drinking. "I BRING YOU TO THIS STUPID CON THING AND YOU DON’T  PAY NOT ONE OUNCE OF ATTENTION TO ME. IT'S ALL ABOUT THESE PRETTY BOYS"

“Sir.” Jared tried to diffuse the situation.

“WHAT ASSHOLE?”  Jensen rose to his feet. The man said as he stood up. “I’LL WHIP YOUR PRETTY BOY ASS?”

You quickly jump out of your seat and motion for Jensen to come to you. He walked over and squatted down.  “Where’s Abby?”

Jensen looks around and points at her as she walks up to you.

“Hey Ab. I think the boys should go backstage until this is handled.”

“You can still read my mind (y/n)” Abby handed you a crew pass “Here take the boys backstage. I have a feeling we will  have to call the police.”

“No,” Jensen said.

“Jensen please, we don’t want some drunk hurting you or Jared.” You tried to convince him.” And God forbid you catch an assault charge because of him.”

“I’m not gonna fight.” You raised an eyebrow at him. “I won’t start the fight.

“Please” You pleaded.

“I SHOULDN’T HAVE LET YOU COME TODAY. YOU AREN’T A GOOD WOMEN. ALWAYS PUTTING SAM AND DEAN’S PUSSY ASSES BEFORE YOUR HUSBAND. WHAT A WHORE.”

 Jensen’s jaw tightened and he jumped back to his feet. You yelled at Jared, you pointed at him then Jensen, then to the backstage area.  Jared walked up and nudged Jensen “Come on man. Let’s go backstage and let security handle this.”

Jensen put his mic up to his mouth. And the crowd gasps. “Listen, guys... Hey!!” Jensen yelled into the microphone. The man had backhanded his wife, and you look over in time to see the man trying to rush the stage.  A hurtful cry comes through the speakers as Jensen throws down his mic and jumps down from the stage. You caught him before he got far. You put your hands on his chest and tried to hold him back.

 “Jensen please.” You pleaded as you struggled. You grabbed his face with both hands and made him look at you. “Come on please.” His jaw was still clenched, and his fists still held tight fists, but he stopped fighting you.  “Ross.” His eyes dropped to yours and he wrapped his hands around your wrists. “Let’s go backstage.”

“One second.” He said looking over your head.

“Jens..’”

He cut you off. “I’m good, Babes.” You guys watched as the security guards zip-tied the man’s hands behind his back and took him into the lobby. “he’s gone. I wanna make sure she’s ok.”  He grabbed your hand and started walking. Your feet didn’t move.

“I’ll go, but I can’t.” You shook your hand out of his. He looked at you with disappointment in his eyes and slowly nodded. “Come on.” You started walking up the aisle and he followed you.

“Is she ok?” Jensen asked Abby once you got to her. Jared walked up beside you and tugged on your hair. You rolled your eyes and shook your head.

“I’m ok,” the lady said as she held her cheek.

“I think we should still have the EMTs check her out, Ab” Jared said

“Yes, they are on their way now. “

Jensen sat down in the empty seat beside her. “What’s your name?”  Taking the icepack from Abby and putting it on her cheek.  Abby walked to the aisle to talk to one of the police officers. They started pulling witnesses for their statements.

“Uh. Em. Emily” she stuttered

“You sure you’re ok, Emily?” She turned pink when Jensen said her name.

“Yes, I am fine.”

The EMTs walked up. “Will you let them check this out?”

“It’s really not necessary, Mr. Ackles.” She reassured him.

“Please for me?” she nodded. You rolled your eyes, and Jared nudged your arm with his elbow. You looked at him with knitted brows.

“Be nice." He whispered. You felt the urge to roll your eyes again but held it back. Jared tilted his head and started walking. You took the hint and followed him “I was scared there for a minute.” He said after you guys walk a couple steps away.

“Yeah, me too.” You confessed.

“I swear you’re the only person that can get him to calm down when he’s that pissed off.”

“Aw is he immune to the puppy dog eyes, Padalecki?” you teased.

Jared rolled his eyes. “Not yours apparently.”

“Trust me. It’s been proven that he is.” Jared furrowed his brows, but you just shook your head and walked away.

Well, I guess Jensen never told him you thought as you walked back to stand beside Abby. Jared followed.

The EMTs looked her cheek over and determined there were no fractures or teeth damage, but there

might be a slight bruise. “Thank you,” she said as they packed their bags up.

“Not a problem.”  They said as they walked away.

Just then a Police officer walked up “I think we got statements from just about everyone. Did you guys see anything?” He looked at you then Jensen, Then Jared.

“Yea. We were on stage. You could tell he was drunk the way he was yelling. He started cussing, threatened him.” He pointed at Jared “I could see her lips moving, I assumed she was trying to get him to calm down, and then he slapped her.”

The officer turned to Jared. “Yeah, that’s what I saw too.”

The officer turned to you. “I didn’t see it, but I think it’s obvious what happened.”

“Ma’am, can I have a word with you.?”

The woman looked so nervous. “Want me to go with you?” Jensen asked her.

“Oh no, Mr. Ackles. You are supposed to be answering questions right now.”

“It’s Jensen.” He looked at you.

“I can go with you if you want Emily.”  You offered.

“You don’t have to do that.” She said.

“I really don’t mind, come on.” You gestured for her to go ahead.

He nodded and got up. “Thank you,” she said as she passed.  You walked with her out to the lobby and the boys went back to the stage.

As you walked into the lobby Emily started looking around. “Ma’am we put him in the backseat of the cruiser. He can’t hurt you now.”

She started to tell the officer what had happened. Her voice started to crack, and you put your arm around her shoulders for support. You helped her get through everything and then she explains this isn’t the first time. Your heart broke for her. “Would you like to press charges?” She looked at you.

“It's up to you, but if it was me I would. You don’t need that in your life.”

She looked back at the officer. “Yes sir.”

“Ok well, you probably paid a pretty penny for this show, so go enjoy and you can stop by later. I’ll be there all night. If you need anything before that here’s my card. Don’t hesitate to call.” He handed her his card and walked back over the door with you two. She thanked him as he opened the door. “No problem.”  

“You can have my seat, I can watch from the sides.”

“You really don’t have to.” But you were already leading her passed where she was sitting.

“Hey, there she is!” Jensen said into the mic as he noticed the two of you. “Everything good?” you gave him a thumbs up as you her to your seat and sat her down. They continued asking questions.

You took a knee in front of her “Let me see your phone.” You put your number in after she handed it to you. “There’s my number if you need anything text me, ok?”

“Thank you (y/n) for everything.”

“you’re welcome, Emily. Have fun,” you walked to the side of the stage.

Abby was standing there. “Let her through.” She told the security guards. You thanked them as they let you through the gate. “Just like riding a bike huh?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“So why are you here?” You looked at her with wide eyes. “Not that I’m not happy to see you. I just thought you were done with the whole Supernatural scene.”

“Work. “

“Ahh, how is the big boss?”

“He’s alright. Stressed at the moment.”

“Ha. When is he not.” Someone called for her over the walkie. She took a couple steps back. “Hey, I gotta go check on something in the back. Can you wrangle the boys and get them to their photo op for me? I bet they’d love that.”

You sighed “Sure.”

“Thank you.”

“No problem.” She turned and walked away. You watched Jared and Jensen answer questions and joke with their fans. Richard and Rob came back on stage seeing the last question song.  Jensen started singing with them as Jared moved their chairs and brought the fan onto the stage. The lady was so excited. After joking with the boys she asked her question. The boys answered. They hugged and thanked her. Richard and Rob started singing again. Jensen joined in after hugging the fan.

“I just wanna say guys we wouldn't be anywhere without you.” Jensen nodded along as Jared continued. “So thank you. We love you. See ya later guys.” They both wave and blow kisses. Jensen points at you and then to the back. You nod and head that way.

“(Y/n)!!!!” Jared yelled as he ran down the hallway to you. You were in his arms twirling around before you could even say anything.

“Jared, put me down.”

“One more time.” Jared spun around one time and put you down. “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming today?”

“Well, it was kind of a hasty decision. Lily was supposed to come, but she had a family emergency. So I got sent here.”

“Why?” Jared asked.

“For me,” Jensen said.

“ Ya know you could just say yes and make my job a lot easier.” You said turning to him

"Yeah, but what’s the fun in that.” You rolled your eyes as he chuckled.

 “ Well, well, well. Look who it is.” Richard said dramatically as he walked up behind Jared.

You smiled. “Oh my gosh, it’s Richard Spade Jr” You mispronounced his last name on purpose.

“I never knew how much I missed that until right now.” He said walking towards you with open arms. You stepped towards him returning the gesture. “how long has it been?”

“5 and a half years,” Jensen answered in a dejected tone.

“Damn. Well, you look great, my dear.” He said as he released you.

“Thanks. Spade you don’t look awful yourself.”  

He chuckled. “A bunch of us are going down to the bar for drinks tonight. You should come. I know everyone would love to see you again.”

“Eh,” Jared shot you his puppy dog eyes. “Damnit Padalecki! I’m in.”

Richard turned to Jared with his fist up. Jared bumped it with his. “see you guys later.” Richard said as he walked away.

“So, photo op?” you asked. You spun on your heels and started to take a step.

“Yeah, but I gotta grab something real fast. I’ll meet y’all there.” Jared said. You sighed quietly as he walked away.

“So, this isn’t awkward,” Jensen said sarcastically.

“Pretty sure talking about how awkward it is makes it worse. “ You started walking.

“I tried to call you. “ Jensen said catching up to you.

“I know.” You admitted.

“so you were ignoring me.”

“What did you expect Jensen?”

“Yeah. “ He sighed. “I get it.” You walked in silence for a couple minutes. “ How have you been?”

“Good.”

“That’s all I get?” He grabbed your arm stopping you. “ Look I know I fucked up and I know you hate me, but if we are going to work together again we are going to have to find a way to be civil with each other.”

“If I hated you I would have let you get arrested today.” He gave you a little smile.

“But twice Jensen.” He gave you a puzzled look. “You fucked up twice.” You said heavy-hearted and continued walking.

“Damnit Jared Where are you?” you thought out loud as you whipped your phone out of your pocket.

“I’m sure he’s close,” Jensen said trying to calm you down.

“ Call Jared.” You said into your phone.

“I’m right behind you. (y/n) calm down.” Jared yelled from behind

“I’m not even working this event and y’all are gonna get me in trouble.”

“Nice to see you haven’t lost your Texan roots there, sweetheart,” Jensen said and you glared at him.

You opened the door, and the long line of people started cheering. Abby was already there. “You guys are late.” Jensen and Jarod walked up to the backdrop and started greeting fans.

“It’s the tall one’s fault.” You said standing beside her

“Somethings never change. You sure you and Jensen weren’t making out in the hallway again.”

“Abby.” You said through gritted teeth

“Sorry. Sore spot got it.”

“Is that?” You heard an angel’s voice with a Scottish accent.

You turned around. “Ruthie!”  she started walking quickly toward you and you squeezed her tight meeting her halfway. “Ruthie I am so glad you’re here.” You tried to hold back the tears.

“Come with me, love.” She kept one arm around you and took you to the hallway. “What’s going on? Are you back?”

“No. I’ve been working with Eric on The Boys. He wants Jensen to play this part. Eric sent me here to try to convince him to say yes.”

“Why the hell would he send you with everything that happened?”

“Lily was supposed to come, but she had a family emergency. He didn’t have anyone else. Plus, I get to see all of you guys. So, it’s really not that bad. Jensen and I just got in a little tiff before we came out here and being face to face with him again. Even after 6 years. And I’m pissed off it still hurts.” A tear rolled down your cheek.

“I know Babes. “She hugged you again. “Are you gonna be able to work with him again, if he does say yes?”

“I’m gonna have to. I’m finally writing Ruthie. You sighed. “I wish that night never happened. I should have kept my big dumb mouth shut.”

“They say it’s better knowing than not.” She sighed. “But I think that’s a bunch of bullshit.” She said making you chuckle. “I wish there was something I could do for you. my dear.”

“This helps. “

She squeezed you tighter. “I know this is hard for you, but I am very glad to see you. These things aren’t the same without you.”

You smiled. “I miss you too, where were you headed?”

“I have a panel in a few minutes.”

“You should go I’ll be fine.”

“Everyone is going out tonight.”

“I know. Richard and Jared already got me to agree to come.”

“You sure you’re, ok?” you nodded. “I’ll see you tonight.” She hugged you one more time and kissed your cheek.

“Have a good panel,” you said, and she smiled at you as she walked out the door. You leaned your back on the wall and slid down until you hit the floor.

You heard the door open, but you didn’t look up. Misha sat in front of you with his face in his hands.

“Whatcha doin'?”

You couldn’t help but smile. “Just admiring this hallway.”

“It’s a very nice hallway, but I think you’re lying.”

“Misha, I don’t wanna talk about it.”

He stood up and put his hand out “Ok then, Let’s go drink.” You smiled and took his hand. You forced yourself not to look in Jensen’s direction as you and Misha made your way through the lobby.

“So, I have a question.” You said hopping on the barstool. “How did you know I was in the hallway?”

“A little bird asked me to come check on you.” he got the bartender’s attention. “You still drink your whiskey neat?”

“Yes, please. Are you done for the day?”

“Yep. I’m all yours,” he ordered your drinks. “How is work?”

“It’s going well. I am a paid writer now Mish.”

“(y/n)!! That’s incredible, kiddo. I am so proud of you.”

“How’s everything with you?”

“Good. Gish is going to start soon. I am writing a poetry book, and Vitoria and I are working on a cookbook,”

“Fun. How’s Random Acts?”

“Oh, it’s great. Thank you, by the way. Don’t think I don’t notice your monthly donations”

“No thanks needed. I’m happy to help.” The bartender sat down 2 whiskeys in front of you  “You drinking whiskey now?”

“I do occasionally and I’m not gonna let you drink alone.” You clicked glasses with him and you both took the shot. “I should go slow though. It’s been a while.”

You tapped your glass when the bartender looked your way, he nodded and poured another round for you. “Thank you,” you said as he sat the second glass in front of you.

“Well, I see we are pre-gaming over here,” Richard said as he walked up to you.

“Have to if I gotta deal with the Supernatural cast tonight.” You teased

“Oh, come on. You know you miss us Ms. Paid writer.” You gave him a puzzled look. “Jared told everyone all about it.”

“Of course he did.” You sipped your drink this time.

Richard sat down on the other side of Misha and ordered his drink. Misha leaned back in his chair. “Don’t be mad. He’s happy for you. We all are. “

“I know.”

As the events of the day ended more of the cast and crew walked into the bar area. “You want another one?” The bartender asked you.

“Um, I’m gonna slow down. I’ll take a bud light.” The bartender went to get you one “I don’t wanna get Bello drunk.”

Misha and Richard laughed. “Do you remember the first year we went?”

You smiled and nodded “When Jared almost got arrested?”

“Jared almost got arrested?” Richard asked.

“Rich you should have seen him. He was so trashed. He kept screaming...”

“BELLO” you and Misha yelled and then started laughing.

Just then you felt arms wrap around you from behind. “I didn’t believe Ruthie, but you are here.”

“Oh. Mama Kim? You stood up and squeezed her.

“THE PARTY IS HERE!”  You heard from the doorway. You look over to see Jared, Jensen, and Mark walking in the door. Everyone laughed. Jensen looked you in the eye and you could see his concern. He raised his eyebrows, and you nodded letting him know you were ok. The bartender sat your beer in front of you stealing your attention.

“Thank you.” The bartender nodded. Your eyes went back to the same stop, but he was already on the other side of the bar.

“(y/n) You’re already 2 whiskies in?” Jared asked.

“Misha ordered them.” He looked over at Misha who just shrugged. “Better catch up Padalecki.”  You teased.

You jumped as a piercing scream pierced your eardrums. “Y/N!!” You didn’t even have to look you know it was Briana. She ran up to you and practically jumped on you. “Oh my god! Look at you. You look so great and pretty.”

“And deaf now. Thank you.”

“You’ll be fine. Tell me everything. Kim told me you have a new man” Briana was still yelling.

You looked at Kim “I do?”

“Well last time I called you, you were with a man.”

“Karl?” you started laughing. “No.”

“Well, you guys were out to lunch. At a very nice restaurant.”

“Oh, my alert the media.” You rolled your eyes. “Doesn’t mean he’s my new man.”

Your eyes scanned the room and stopped at Jensen who was sitting alone. “Jared.”  You pulled him down to you. “Go sit with him.” You whispered into Jared’s ear.

“Or you guys can pin what the hell is going on between you and we could all hang out like old times.”

“Jared.”

“Come on, B. For one night. Please.” He put his lip out. “Don’t make me bust out the puppy eyes again.”

“I hate you.” You looked back to Jensen. He did look lonely. Damnit. “Fine.”

“Yes!!” He said waving over Jensen.

Jensen looked at you. You rolled your eyes and motioned him over. He smiled and jumped up.  “So, what are we talking about?”  Jensen walked up to the group.

“Apparently (y/n) has a new man,” Richard said.

Jensen raised his brows. “Oh really?”

“Well, apparently if I have lunch with a guy that means I’m fucking him.”

He smirked. “Good to know.”

“(y/n) do a shot with me.” Briana requested handing you a glass.

“Oh, come on.”

“Can’t handle your liquor anymore?” Jensen teased. You glared at him, clinked her glass with yours, and took the shot. He smiled.

“A table just opened guys. Come on.” Jared yelled, everyone walked over to the empty table. You stood in place and watched them. You really missed this. 

Kim nudged you, “You alright babe?”

“Yeah.” You grabbed your beer and headed over to the table.

“Babes!!” Mark yelled.

“Did you really just notice she was here?!” Jared turned to him

“Shut up Moose.” He said as he walked around to hug you.

“How are you, love?” Mark asked as he squeezed you.

“I’m good. How are you?” you said as he released you.

“Good. The babies are getting big.”

“Yeah, I saw the pictures in the group chat. They are adorable.”

“Thank you. When are you gonna have a couple rugrats?”

“Gotta find a good guy first.”  You glanced at Jensen who was glaring at the tv on the wall. I wonder if he heard.

“Yeah not many of us left,” Mark said and you chuckled. 

“(y/n) over here,” Jared called out panting the empty chair between him and Jensen. You didn’t want everyone to ask questions, so you had no choice but to go sit down. Fucking fantastic you thought. Ruthie and Rob finally made their entrance and grabbed extra chairs to sit at the end of the table. Ruthie raised her eyebrows and tilted her head toward the bar.

You took the last drink of your beer and stood up. Jared looked at you, “Refill. Dude chill. I’m not gonna make a run for it.”

Jensen huffed. “Well, ya never know.”

You laughed in frustration and leaned down to Jensen’s ear. “I’m trying really hard here.” He smiled. “For Jared and Jared only.” His smile faded, “Unless you want everyone to know the real reason why I left I’d shut up if I were you.”

“Yeah, I’ll take another beer. Thanks, babe.” He said loud enough for everyone to hear.  

You rolled your eyes. “Anyone else?”  A couple of people raised their drinks. You walked up to the bar and Ruthie joined you. “I’m gonna punch him.”

She laughed, “I don’t think that’s the best course of action there babe.”

Everyone cheered as Alexandra, Osric, and Matt walked in.

“Where y’all been?” Jared asked walking up behind you.

“Got caught up.” Osric lied.

“That means they were hitting on some babes in the lobby.” You turned to face the 3 boys.

“be right back,” Alex said and walked to the bathroom

Osric’s face lit up. “Oh my god. Babes.” He wrapped his arms around your waist and lifted you off the ground. He spun as he squeezed.

“Damnit, Oz. Put me down!”  he didn’t. You looked up at Jared. “What is the infatuation with picking me up?”

Jared shrugged “It’s fun.”

Osric put you down as the bartender walked over  “What’ll it be boys?”

They ordered their drinks and then the bartender looked at you. “ I got 4.”

“Hit me,” the bartender said.

“Bud Light, corona, vodka cranberry, and a long island.” He nodded and walked to get the beers.

“So what are you doing here?!” Osric asked you.

“Boss sent me.” You hopped on the barstool.

“Oh, who’s he gunnin' for?”

“Who do you think?”

Osric chuckled. “definitely Ackles if he' sends you.”

“It was supposed to be Lily, but something came up and ta-da.” You felt his eyes on you so you glanced over at Jensen. He looked away and took the last drink of his scotch and soda. You turned back around.

“How is Lily?” He asked.

 The bartender brought over the beers. “Gimme just a sec on the drinks.”

“Can you add a scotch and soda to mine please?”

“Sure thing”

“She is good. She’s a cast p.a now.”

“aw following in your footsteps.” He said. Alex came out and walked up to get his beer. “Have you met Alex?”

“No, I left mid-season 9. Right after Kevin died actually.”

“Shh spoilers.” Jared teased. You chuckled.

“It’s an honor to meet you.” Alex put his hand out.

“Umm. What? You shook his hand. “I assure you I’m nobody special.”

“The famous Babes. They talked about you so much. Especially Jensen and Jared. They really missed you after you left.” The bartender brought over all the mixed drinks.

He pointed at the boys and gave them their total, then did the same for you. “It's all on me,” Osric said and slid his wallet out.

“You sure bud?” You asked. He nodded. The bartender put the ones for the table on a try for you. “I’ll be right back Ruthie.” You took the tray over to the table and started handing out drinks. “Compliments of Mr. Chau.” They all yelled “Thank you” and he nodded.

Jensen wasn’t in his seat. He was over by the jukebox. You sighed and walked over to him. “Here.” There was a little more force behind the glass than you intended when you put it in his hand.

“Thanks, babe.” He said sarcastically. “I think you missed your calling. You’d be a great waitress.” He said passive-aggressively.

“Yep.” You said with bitchy attitude and turned to walk back to the bar.

“Aren’t you supposed to be nice to me?” He asked in the same tone causing you to stop and turn around.  “Will he fire you if I say no?”

“Take the job. Don’t take the job. I really don’t care anymore. If Eric wants to fire me because some jackass can’t get over his petty bullshit and grow up, then I don’t want to work for him anyway. “

He gently grabbed your arm “I’m the one who can’t get over it?”

You sighed. “Jensen, I don’t wanna do this here.” Your eyes started to water.

“Fine.” He grabbed your hand and led you outside and into the alley beside the hotel. “Then we do it out here.”

“Jensen.”

“What do I have to do to get you to forgive me?”

“Really you were just being a total ass in there. And now you wanna play the victim?”

“Oh, sweetheart I’m not trying playing victim. We all know I’m the bad guy.”

“Yes, you are.” You wiped a tear away.

“I’m sorry.” His voice cracked and he dropped the asshole attitude. “It’s really fucking hard to be around you. It kills me to look at you knowing that you hate me, so I put on a macho tough guy act. And I turn into an asshole.”

“How could you think it would ever be the same?” you wiped another tear. “You wanna talk about something killing you, you were my best friend. The love of my life. The one person I knew would never judge or hurt me. I could come to you about anything. I loved you with everything I had Jensen.” You looked up into his watery eyes. “How could you cheat on me?” you crossed your arms over your aching chest as you said it out loud. “And then you married her? And then the night before your wedding you came to my house. I put my heart out there again and asked you to pick me and look what happened.”

“I had to.” He said through clenched teeth.

“What?”

“She was pregnant. I had to marry her.” You took a deep breath as he raked back his tousled hair with his fingers. “She blackmailed me into the marriage. And then she lost the baby. Then I got blackmailed again.” He wiped the tears off his face. “I was blackmailed and forced to stay in a miserable marriage for Four years. Four years babe and I hated every second of it.”

“I didn’t know.” You whispered.

“I couldn’t tell you. you refused to talk to me.” You opened your mouth, and he held his hands up and you closed it. “Which was understandable. I fucked up, Hell back then you probably wouldn’t of believe me. Again understandable.” He took your tear-soaked face in his hands and started wiping them away. You tightened your arms, raising your elbows to keep the space between you. “The biggest regret I have in my life is that night. I would do anything, and I mean anything to take it back. I hate that I hurt you, I hate that I broke your trust and your heart.”  He took a deep breath. “I hate that I lost you and I’ll never be able to get you back.” You looked from his eyes at the glistening line the teardrop had left on his cheek. “My world ended when I lost you.” You looked back at his deep verdant eyes with tears escaping them. “Then we went on hiatus, I couldn’t find you or get ahold of you. I tried my damnest for 8 weeks. Every day I called everyone I could. I went to your house. Your mama’s house. Everywhere I could think you’d be. Nobody knew where you were and if they did, they wouldn’t tell me. Then I got a call saying I’m gonna be a dad. I've been in hell ever since. Seeing you in your seat today was the first spark of hope I’ve had in a very long time.”

You jumped when you heard the clanking of a trash can lid fall. “I um just um. I’m just g-g-gonna go.”

“Fucking Padalecki.” You said with a chuckle.

Jensen gave you a small smile.” Look (y/n), the last thing I wanna do is get you fired or in trouble, but I don’t know if I am strong enough to be around you every day with us in this state. I’ll call Eric first thing in the morning and tell him you tried, but scheduling conflicts or something. I’ll figure something out. I’ll make sure you’re ok though.” You nodded.  He let go of your face. “I am truly regretful of everything that I did to you and what I put you through. I really hope one day we can be friends again.”

You didn’t know what to say, didn’t know what to do. You heard everything, but it was too much to process. You just stood there looking at the ground. “Babe.” You looked up at him. “I can’t leave you standing in a dark alley at night by yourself. Can I walk you back in?” you nodded. He gestured for you to go first and followed as you started to walk.

Ruthie and Jared were waiting for you guys by the front doors. “Hey there, love,” Ruthie said. She held her arm out. You slid under it and put your around her. Jared opened the door for you and then it shut behind you. “What happened out there ?”

“Cognitive overload.”

[clunkyderp]

ranking breaking bad/better call saul characters by bangability

this is based purely on my own personal taste and headcanons. reply/rb with your own rankings! :3

16. chuck mcgill

starting out, we have chuck. i’m sorry to all the chuck fans out there, (because i adore you) but he is likely the last character in the brba universe that i’d bang. he reminds me of a wet paper towel, and we would not be sexually compatible in any way. i'd better not fuck chuck

15. walter white

oh, walt… you stupid son of a bitch. i would never bang him, he doesn’t deserve it. he is a greedy lover that only cares about getting himself off. once he's finished, the sex is over. i feel bad for skyler (or, jesse, if you subscribe to that) knowing she’s never been satisfied.. more on that later.

14. hank schrader

hank seems like the type to only want to do doggystyle, idk why i’m getting this vibe. i wouldn’t bang him because i can see him being very inattentive. aftercare? who’s she?

13. marie schrader

marie is a beautiful lady, but we’d likely be very incompatible. she seems very traditional. i can see her in a cute nurse outfit and appreciate, tho.

12. todd alquist

i don’t want to bang todd, but if i did, i know he’d be on some cbt freakshit. he definitely wants to be stepped on and i think we’d at least have a little fun if we banged.

11. tuco salamanca

tuco is fucking crazy but i would give him a chance if it was my last day alive. i know he lays psychotic pipe and has probably strangled people to death while creaming them.

10. gus fring

he's really pretty, but he seems like he'd be very controlling and emotionless. also seems like the type to have a crazy fetish that he must incorporate every time you have sex. anyway, the short, brooding type isn't mine, but i know he'd be thorough, so that counts for something.

9. howard hamlin

i think he's a handsome guy, but imo he'd be pretty stale in bed. he gives pillow prince vibes though and i feel like i could get down with it.

8. skyler white

mommy. i would treat her right, just saying. she's gorgeous and i like that she's tall. even though we might not be into the same stuff, i'd still hit.

7. mike ehrmantraut

i like mike's attitude and overall personality, and he's a handsome dude. the only problem is his age. i know i'd have to be doing tricks on it for this old guy. would it be worth it? honestly i don't know. why is he so high up on the list? uh... finger

6. lalo salamanca

i’d fuck lalo because i know he knows how to fuck. dude’s obviously a pro who i’ve got nothing on. i’d let him take the wheel and do whatever he thinks is best.

5. lydia rodarte-quayle

she literally wouldn't like me, and i'd kind of be into it. i may or may not want to worship her feet and legs. i'm with todd on this one.

4. nacho varga

sooo i know i said i didn't take my men short and brooding, but i need to motorboat him. nacho is super cute, and even though he'd probably be too quiet for my taste, he'd make up for it in physical strength. i know he'd be a beast on top. he could take some anger out on me fr..

3. kim wexler

the things i would do for her aren't even funny. if she said jump, i'd do a backflip for the first time in my life right there on the spot. honestly, her confidence would make me very nervous, so i don't know how well i'd perform, but if she gave me a chance, i'd be on my knees for her in a heartbeat. she could enslave me. it's encouraged, actually.

2. jesse pinkman

i would do him right if it was the last thing i did. i’d give him my all. our souls would mesh and shit. i’d be helplessly in love with him afterwards and there’d be nothing i could do. he is beautiful like a siren’s call and to that i say ahoy matey. i would drown

1. jimmy mcgill/saul goodman

and in first place: JIMMY!!!!!!!!!!! i’d fuck this guy sideways, on the ceiling, day in day out like it was my job. clocking in for the dick. i think i’d enjoy sex with jimmy no matter how well he performed. saul on the other hand might feel a little grimy but i can see him being more skilled. either way, if i got to bang him, i'd die happy. thanks for reading!

[amfstargirl]

How is Tim so young? Is the Bruce Quest, where Tim recovers Bruce from the Timeline, not canon in your story? Or is it one of those "Tim has never aged after chasing and disturbing the time stream" kinda things?

Is this a completely different timeline?

Did Dick's parents die when he was nine? Or is it later for your story?

Cause Tim was supposed to watch them die at three. After Dick had said he'd do a quadruple backflip just for Tim, when the boy saw the Flying Grayson's and took a picture with them. Which was how he knew that Dick was Robin and started stalking them at about 6-7.

He only ends up watching Dick for a year before a 13-14 year old Jason takes the mantle. And two to three years later dies. Tim was 13 when he first put on the suit to stop Batman's rampage, a few months after. But officially becomes Robin at 14.

Damian's introduced to Bruce barely a month before he 'died' and was lost to the Time Stream. Tim was 16/17 at the time. Tim pulls Bruce from his time traveling a little over a year later at 17/18.

Which usually put Damian at 14, Tim at 21, Jason at 24/25, and Dick at 28/29 for most canon timelines.

I'm so curious! 🤩

Genuinely wondering who becomes a Robin and when! Or if it's for a secret plot point you'll bring up later?

Really liked your story! Hope you have a lovely day!

Well first of all I didn't really change anything in all of the characters lives (as far as I'm aware) I just wanted Tim and y/n to have the same age but I didn't want the reader to be in their 20's yet as I want them to be in an age where they are still processing and growing from their teen age phase. Also I love the thought of Tim making up excuses to reader with his neglect where he goes like " lmao sorry, I was busy with college" and reader literally like.. "we're literally the same age" LMAOAOAOA kidding aside I apologize for inaccurate things I may have added in my story😥🙏

[spr1ngpvrinbwunnie]

🤡 Silly & Embarrassing William Afton Headcanons 🤡

(A mix of work-life chaos at Freddy’s, moments of pure foolishness, and things he’d rather die than admit.)

He’s overly theatrical, stubbornly refuses to admit mistakes, and gets himself into ridiculous situations constantly. Most of these moments are immediately buried and never spoken of again—except by Henry, who will never forget.

💀 1. THE TIME HE ALMOST GOT HIS HEAD STUCK IN A SPRINGLOCK SUIT (BUT HENRY SAVED HIM)

He was showing off—being all theatrical about how "perfectly safe" the springlock mechanism was.

Decided to demonstrate it himself to some employees.

Didn’t secure something properly and suddenly felt the suit start to shift.

Panic set in immediately. You know how smug he is? It was gone. He went stiff as a board.

Henry, who was just sipping his coffee, looked up, sighed, and had to calmly walk over and fix the latch before William died in the stupidest way possible.

William, sweating bullets, just brushed it off with a “See? No problem whatsoever.”

The employees were not convinced.

🎤 2. HE CHALLENGED A KID TO A SINGING COMPETITION—AND LOST HORRIBLY

One of the kids at Freddy’s kept mocking his accent and saying he sounded "like an old-timey vampire."

William, offended beyond belief, decided to challenge them to a sing-off.

He cannot sing. Like, at all.

This was a mistake.

The kid destroyed him with a performance of some cheesy 80s song.

He literally just walked off mid-song to pretend it never happened.

🛠️ 3. HE SPENT THREE HOURS TRYING TO FIX A MACHINE, ONLY FOR HENRY TO SOLVE IT IN 10 SECONDS

One time, the prize counter’s ticket dispenser broke.

William, too stubborn to call Henry, decided he would fix it himself.

Three hours later, covered in grease and seething, he still hadn’t figured it out.

Henry walks in, presses a single button, and the machine starts working again.

William stood there in silence.

Henry just patted his shoulder and walked away.

🐰 4. HE TRIED TO WEAR THE SPRINGBONNIE SUIT TO “SCARE” HENRY��BUT HE TRIPPED AND FELL IN IT

Thought it would be hilarious to sneak up behind Henry in the Springbonnie suit and make him jump.

Miscalculated his step and completely wiped out.

Full-body faceplant.

Got stuck in the suit. Henry had to pull him out.

“Not a word of this leaves the room.”

Henry was laughing too hard to respond.

💀 5. HE ONCE MISTOOK A RANDOM EMPLOYEE FOR HENRY AND WENT ON A RANT FOR TEN MINUTES

Stormed into the office, not even looking up, and started going off.

“Henry, I swear, if you installed one more bloody safety protocol, I’m going to—”

Looked up.

Not Henry. Just some poor new employee.

The guy was terrified.

William just cleared his throat, turned around, and walked out.

Never spoke of it again.

🍕 6. HE HAS HORRIBLE LUCK WITH THE PIZZA OVEN—ALMOST SET THE PLACE ON FIRE

Refuses to admit he can’t cook.

Decided to “help out” in the kitchen.

Turned the oven up to max temperature because “it’ll cook faster.”

It did not. It caught fire.

Henry had to come running in with a fire extinguisher.

William just stood there, hands on his hips, looking at the disaster like it wasn’t his fault.

“Perhaps the oven is simply poorly designed.”

🎭 7. HE TRIED TO BE “MYSTERIOUS” AND FELL OFF A CHAIR INSTEAD

Thought it would be dramatic and cool to lean back in a chair while talking.

Overdid it. Chair slipped. Full backflip onto the floor.

Lay there in silence for a minute, contemplating every decision in his life.

Henry just watched. No reaction. Just sipped his coffee.

📣 8. BONUS: THINGS HE’D RATHER DIE THAN ADMIT

He once got a Freddy mask stuck on his head. Had to have an employee pull it off.

He accidentally called Henry “darling” once. Henry never let him live it down.

A kid once beat him at chess in five moves. He was furious.

He walked into a glass door once because he was distracted talking. Pretended like it never happened.

He secretly finds some of the animatronic jingles catchy but refuses to admit it.

He tried to moonwalk once. It didn’t go well.

He once dropped an animatronic endoskeleton on his foot. Spent the whole day limping but refused to acknowledge it.

He has mistaken an animatronic for a person at least once and said “Excuse me” before realizing.

💀 When William Tries (And Fails) to Impress You 💀

(A collection of moments where he attempts to be charming, impressive, or dignified around you… and completely fails.)

🎩 1. THE TIME HE TRIED TO BE SMOOTH AND WALKED INTO A DOOR

William loves making grand entrances.

He was mid-sentence, giving you one of his classic smug little monologues, when—

BAM. Right into the glass door.

He froze.

You stared.

Henry, in the distance, choked on his coffee.

William just slowly turned back to you, completely deadpan.

"…As I was saying."

🍷 2. HE TRIED TO DO THE "COOL WINE SWIRL"—AND SPILLED IT ALL OVER HIMSELF

Took you out to some fancy restaurant, all dressed up, acting like the most refined gentleman alive.

Picked up his wine glass, swirled it dramatically—

And immediately flung red wine all over his own white dress shirt.

Just sat there for a second, blinking.

"…Well. This is an unfortunate turn of events."

You were dying trying not to laugh.

💡 3. HE TRIED TO FIX SOMETHING IN FRONT OF YOU—AND MADE IT WORSE

The lights at Freddy’s flickered weirdly, so he decided to show off his “engineering skills.”

Got up on a chair, started fiddling with wires.

"No need to call a professional, dear, I know exactly what I’m—"

Sparks. Smoke. Entire building loses power.

Silence.

You: "…So should I call Henry now?"

William: "Don’t you dare."

🕶️ 4. HE TRIED TO WINK AT YOU—BUT DID IT SO BADLY IT LOOKED LIKE A TWITCH

This man thinks he’s in some 1950s noir film.

Tried to give you a slow, charming wink.

Failed miserably. One eye shut too hard, and the other didn’t close at all.

You thought he was having a stroke.

"…Are you okay???"

He immediately changed the subject.

🐰 5. HE TRIED TO GIVE YOU A "PET NAME"—BUT IT CAME OUT ALL WRONG

He’s not the type to say cute things easily, so he was testing something out.

"Come here, my little… honey… muffin… sugar…"

He paused. Realized what he just said.

"Forget that just happened."

You immediately latched onto it and started calling him “Muffin” just to torture him.

🎭 6. HE TRIED TO SHOW OFF HIS "ACTING SKILLS"—AND OVERDID IT

Thought it would be romantic to recite poetry to you.

But instead of a charming, smooth delivery, he went full Shakespearean actor mode.

Overly dramatic hand gestures, deep booming voice, the works.

Half the restaurant turned to look.

You were equal parts flattered and horrified.

Henry just sighed from across the room.

🔥 7. HE TRIED TO COOK FOR YOU—AND IT WAS A DISASTER

He wanted to do something “nice” for you.

Decided to cook dinner.

Overestimated his skills.

Pan caught fire.

You walked in on him standing in complete silence, staring at the flames.

"…I can explain."

You took the fire extinguisher.

🔪 8. HE TRIED TO CARVE SOMETHING NICE FOR YOU—AND ALMOST CUT HIS HAND OFF

He has a habit of carving things from wood (because knives = ✨ dramatic ✨).

Thought he’d make something for you—a little rabbit figurine or something.

Misjudged the knife angle.

Almost took off his own fingers.

You: "You good??"

William: "Absolutely. No issues whatsoever. This is fine." (While holding back blood.)

[onlykiwi]

I FEEL LIKE A BRICK WAS THROWN AT MY HEAD RN OH MY GODDDD WHAT'D I WAKE UP TO

[evieskiesss]

TRUTH OR DARE- TOM & BILL

warnings: fem!reader, threesome, overstimulation, some drinking, p in v, unprotected sex, praising, some choking, some voyeurism ig?

"Aw man, are you sure you guys have to go?" you pouted. Gustav gave you a sad smile as he got up, Georg behind him. "Unfortunately, we do," they sighed.

"Get home safely!" Y/N hugged the boys goodbye. They fist bumped Tom and Bill then walked out of the door.

Their slight stumbling made them laugh as they exited the house.

"They drank a lot more than we did," Bill laughed. Y/N nodded, giggling with the dark haired boy. The group had decided to get together to watch some movies at the twins' home which quickly turned into you guys sitting on the ground and playing a game of truth or dare but with a twist. If you didn't want to answer the question, you would take a shot.

Georg refused to run butt naked so he took two shots.

Gustav refused to do a backflip, incredibly afraid that he would break his neck, so he too took two shots. So far, almost everyone had taken at least 6 shots, some recreational and some were to avoid the game.

"Okay, your turn, Bill, Tom smiled. "Mm... truth!" Tom reached into the bowl, pulling out a small crumbled paper from the very bottom. He peeled the paper open,

"Bill.. when was the last time you had sex?"

Tom laughed at the question, you clapped your hands, incredibly interested in the topic. Bill blushed hard,

"Mm... It might've been about a month or two ago," he breathed out. You nodded with a smile, "Okay, okay. Not bad, not bad."

Bill turned to you, "Your turn!" You bit your lip as you contemplated your decision. "Dare!" Small smiles grew on their faces and they cheered. Bill's hand reached into the bowl, he mixed the papers around before pulling one out. Tom scooted over, closer to Bill to read your dare.

Their jaws slightly fell as they read it, their eyes momentarily flickering toward you. Bill slightly adjusted his posture, "Strip." Your jaw slightly dropped, strip? You quietly sucked in a small breath, you glanced at them to which you were slightly surprised.

Their faces held anticipation in them. Their bodies were slightly leaning toward you... did they.. want you to strip? Your body buzzed as you slowly felt the alcohol hit your system, just enough to feel slightly dazed.

You stood up, swiftly pulling your top and jeans off to reveal your lacey black matching set. You sat back down with a smile, their eyes were set on you. "You like what you see?" you chuckled, teasing them.

They blinked, looking away quickly. Tom cleared his throat, trying to distract himself of your nearly naked body in front of him. Bill gently rubbed his eye, pretending something had gotten in it, when in reality he knew he wouldn't be able to stop himself from gawking at you.

Truth was, you were incredibly attractive. You weren't too short nor too tall, you had soft skin and always smelled good. The best part was that you weren't snobby. You were always humble and kind, and veryfunny.

"I choose truth," Tom smiled, looking deeply into your eyes. He always stared at your eyes as he didn't want you to catch him looking at your curves. You nodded, leaning over to the fishbowl.

The twin's eyes immediately looked down your bra as you leaned over to fetch a paper. Their cheeks burned red, was it hot in the room? You sat back down, unraveling the paper.

"Tom, out of everyone in our school.. who would you have sex with?" you smirked. Bill laughed, clapping his hands. You sat back on your hands, waiting for his answer. Tom pursed his lips, and sat quietly. He reached for the shot glass.

Bill and Y/N groaned. "C'mon! I wanted to know!" the girl complained as Tom poured his shot. "Me too!" Bill added as his twin threw his head back, letting the alcohol trickle down his throat.

"You're no fun," Y/N complained, tossing the piece of paper onto his lap.

"You.”

You furrowed your eyebrows, "What?". He wiped his lip with his thumb, his eyes now looking into yours. He lifted his head up, "Out of everyone in our school, I would fuck you."

Your heart raced. Tom would have sex with you out of everyone? His eyes were dark, his lusty gaze made you weak. You opened your mouth to say something when he cut you off, "And you, Bill? Who would you pick?" he asked his twin, leaning back.

Bill smirked, now leaning back with him too. His eyes raked down your exposed body, "I would pick her too," he played with his tongue ring. You felt like you were going to have a heart attack.

Your heart pounded in your chest as they looked at you with such lust and admiration in their eyes. You closed your legs together as you felt a burning sensation in your heat. Your cheeks burned a scorching hot red. "Cat got your tongue?" Tom teased, now inching closer to you.

"What's the matter?" Bill teased too, the twins now moved closer to you until their legs were now pressed next to yours. "N-nothing," you breathed out, Bill's hand reached out to caress your cheek.

"So you're okay?" Tom asked, his hand now on your thigh, rubbing your skin. You nodded, trying to avoid eye contact. Your eyes were everywhere but them. Your mind was wild. Was this actually happening?

Bill's hand stopped caressing your cheek, it now grabbed your chin, making you face him. "Why won't you look at us?" he innocently asked, his big eyes staring into yours. Tom grabbed your chin now, making you look at him this time. "Why are you pressing your legs together so hard, baby?"

You looked down, you didn't even notice how hard you had your legs clenched together. You had subconsciously done it to prevent the growing fire that you began feeling in your area. Tom's hand slipped between your legs, gently pulling one of them apart from the other.

Bill's hand now rubbed your inner thigh as Tom did so too. "You're so pretty," Bill whispered, his hand slowly inching closer to your heat. "Tell us," Tom whispered.

"T-tell you what?" you asked quietly. "Do you want this?" they whispered in sync. You caught your breath in your throat, this was definitely real. Their hands rubbed your skin as they slowly teased you.

Bill pressed gentle kisses on your shoulder as they waited for your answer.

"Yes."

You felt Bill's lips curl into a smile against your shoulder.

Tom immediately pressed his lips against yours harshly, almost knocking you backward. Your lips moved perfectly against each other, you squeezed your thighs back together.

You moaned into the kiss as you felt Bill kiss your neck, sucking gently on your sweet spot. His lips moved sweetly on the sensitive skin on your neck, he enjoyed how he could feel your moans from your throat. Bill's lips departed from your neck, his hand pulling your face away from Tom's to smash his lips against yours.

Tom's mouth worked on your neck, leaving love bites.

You gasped as you felt Bill's tongue sneak it's way into your mouth, you could feel his tongue ring against your own tongue. You felt Tom's work on your neck halt, you gently whined, missing the feeling.

"C'mon," Tom whispered. Bill's mouth left yours as you were lifted by Tom and carried into his room. Bill quickly followed behind him. Both boys had smirks on their faces as Tom tossed you on the bed, Bill locked the door behind him.

You laid back with your elbows supporting you, watching as the boys undressed themselves, tossing their shirts and pants on the ground. Your mouth watered at the sight of them in their boxers, they were so beautiful.

Bill climbed on top of you, catching your mouth in a rough kiss while Tom tied his dreads into a bun. "You're so beautiful," the dark-haired boy whispered against your lips. You felt the bed dip next to you as Tom climbed on as well.

His finger looped around your bra strap, pulling it then letting it slap on your skin. "Can we take this off, angel?" Tom whispered. You looked up at him with your dreamy eyes, nodding eagerly.

You sat up, letting Tom unclip your bra, setting your breasts free. Bill laid behind you with his legs opened, he motioned you over. You laid your back against his chest, his hands flew around you to toy with your nipples. Your jaw loosened as you felt his slender fingers roll your nipples, gently pinching them.

You could feel his hard erection against your back, it made you even hornier. Tom went over to you, he sat on his knees in front of you as he watched Bill play with your nipples. Tom's hand slowly went up to your thin panty, his thumb firmly pressed against your clit, slowly rubbing.

You let out a soft moan at the combination of the sensations. Tom's thumb continued to rub your clit through your panty before pulling them down your legs, tossing them away as he spread your legs wide.

He let out a soft breath of satisfaction at your glistening area, you were so wet. He chuckled, his thumb met your bare clit, rubbing. You let another moan slip from your lips at the delicious feeling. You had the boys enchanted with your sounds.

Tom began pulling his boxers down, his length slapping up against his abdomen. Your eyes widened at his length, he was big. You felt Bill slightly push you back, just enough for him to also slip his boxers off to which your eyes widened again, they really were twins.

Tom pushed you back against the pillows as Bill rummaged through their drawer for condoms. "I'm on the pill," you blurted out. They both looked at you, the smirks never leaving their faces as they got closer to you.

Tom's hands pushed your legs apart and toward your chest for more access to you. Bill's eyes twinkled at your exposed area, he felt his erection grow harder, if that were possible.

Your hands rubbed Tom's shoulders as you felt him align himself to your entrance, your mouth dropped as you felt him pushing his length into you. "Oh fuckk," you breathed as he stretched you out. He groaned as he pushed the last few inches of himself in you, you were tight around him.

Tom's hips pulled back, slowly thrusting himself out before snapping his hips back in. You threw your head back at the pleasure as he fucked you hard. You turned your head to see Bill with his eyes full of lust, his hand working on himself.

Your head reached out to replace his, wrapping around his base. Bill's mouth opened with pleasure as your hand began to jerk his length off. Besides the obvious pleasure from your hand, the view made him hornier.

It was so erotic to see you sprawled out, your boobs bouncing as his twin fucked you relentlessly. The moans that left Y/N's mouth had both brothers in a frenzy. You managed to prop yourself up on your elbows as Tom continued to thrust into you.

You felt his tip repeatedly hit that soft spot inside of you that made your eyes roll back. You turned back to Bill, your eyes looking up at him, almost doll-like. You opened your mouth, slightly sticking out your tongue as you told him what you wanted without saying anything.

Bill placed his tip into your mouth, your lips wrapping around him before sucking. His jaw was hung low, his hand flying to your hair as you began bobbing your head up & down his dick. "Fuck, you're so good," he breathed out, throwing his head back as you sucked harshly on his length.

His eyes rolled back as the vibrations from your moaning against his dick sent sparks up him. You continued to suck on Bill as Tom's thrusts became sloppier. Tom's lips pressed gentle kisses on your chest as you both felt your highs approaching.

"You're doing so, so good for us. What a good angel,

Tom breathed out sensually as he was drunk on pleasure. You momentarily moved your mouth away from Bill as you felt your high quickly approaching.

Tom's thrusting became erratic as his high also approached.

Bill's hand reached over to vour heat. his finger rubbing your clit. With one last hit of Tom's tip against your spot mixed with Bill's rubbing, you orgasmed hard. "Fuck!" you shouted, you screwed your eyes shut. "Sshitt," Tom groaned as you clenched hard around him, also sending him into his orgasm. You felt his cum fill you.

Bill watched with wide eyes, "You look so pretty when you cum," he whispered to you, his finger slowing down. Tom continued to thrust slowly, riding out your guys' highs. You opened your eyes again when he began pulling out, his cum immediately slipping out. He chuckled, grabbing a tissue to wipe you.

Bill bent down to kiss you, his hand wrapping around your neck to hold you still. "Do you think you can do another one?" he asked against your lips. You looked up at him, his makeup was slightly smudged from sweat.

You nodded eagerly to which he smiled. He pulled your legs to pull you closer, his hands roaming your chest as you began feeling the familiar burn in your area. You felt the bed dip behind you, Tom pulled you back so your back was against his chest.

Tom moved your hair to the side exposing the side of your neck to him. Bill leaned down, pressing his lips tenderly against yours. You kissed him back passionately, your hand coming up to comb through his black hair.

His lips trailed down the jawline to your neck. Bill's eyes scanned over your skin as it was already covered in love bites. He didn’t care though, he attached his lips to your skin. He sucked on your sweet spot, you threw your head back against Tom from the pleasure.

You wrapped your legs around Bill, wanting more.

"Please, Bill," you whispered. You felt Bill pull away from your neck, his eyes dark and lips slightly swollen.

He didn't say anything before suddenly pushing himself into you. His hand snuck itself into yours, intertwining your fingers together.

mmm, you moaned as you felt him filling you up. He continued to slowly press himself in, enjoying the feeling of your tightness around him. Your jaw was hung low as he bottomed himself out into you, slowly grinding his hips against yours. "Shitt," you moaned at the sensation of his tip rubbing a different spot inside of you.

He barely pulled out before slamming himself back in.

"Fuck!" you groaned as he fiercely fucked you. His thrusts were short, hard and fast. His tip continued to ram into the spot that made your eyes roll back. "ah! ah!" you whined as Tom's hand wrapped around you to pinch your nipples.

Bill continued to kiss and lick your neck as he rocked into you. "S-so good," you managed to whimper out as he fucked you. "You're so pretty when you're getting fucked," Tom whispered. You looked up at him, chuckling. Tom felt his heart twitch at your face.

It was so erotic to see your teary face looking back at him with your big eyes as you got fucked by his brother. Tom's hand wrapped itself firmly around your neck, holding you in place.He inched himself closer to you, enjoying the way your expression would contort with pleasure at every thrust.

Tom's other hand snuck itself down your body, his finger meeting your clit to rub it rapidly. Bill leaned back, his hands finding your hips to give himself a better angle as he continued to pump in & out of you.

You gasped at the new angle.

"Does that feel good?" Tom teased. You nodded, not being able to respond. "Yeah? It does?" he continued to ask, his finger continuing its rubbing. You felt your high approaching with the mix of the sensations, you wrapped your legs tightly around Bill's waist.

"Go ahead, cum for us," Bill breathed out. That was all you needed to hear before your legs shook, your second orgasm hitting hard. Tom's hand held your neck firmly, he watched happily as your eyes rolled back, your mouth wide as the pleasure washed over you.

Bill's orgasm hit quickly after yours, his cum filling you as you clenched around him. You laid breathless once you came down from your high. Bill slowed his thrusts down, but continued to pump in and out of you as he savored the feeling.

"Fuckk," you groaned out, feeling slightly overstimulated. You let out small breaths at his short thrusts, Bill chuckled at your expression. "You like that, don’t you?” he teased, his hand pulling your chin to look at him. You bit your lips together, nodding as he pressed his hips against yours, grinding slowly.

Tom pressed a light kiss to your temple, "You're gonna kill her," Tom muttered to Bill as they both watched you take it. Bill chuckled, slowly pulling himself out of you.

Again, cum spilled out of you. He reached over for another tissue, gently wiping you clean.

You panted, extremely tired from the dirty acts. Tom gently removed himself from behind you, laying you down comfortably on the bed. The twins plopped down to either side of you. The three laid sweatily, tired, and very satisfied as they stared at the ceiling.

They both looked over to you, Tom's hand rubbed your stomach sweetly, "Are you okay?" You nodded, too tired to verbally respond. "Did we wear you out too much?" Bill asked concerningly, his hand swiping the hairs away from your face. "No," you breathed out.

They raised their eyebrows, almost shocked. "A-are you sure?" Bill asked. You peeled your eyes open, looking up at them. "You guys can do more next time," you chuckled. "Next time?!" they asked in sync, a smirk playing on their lips. You nodded happily, winking at them,

"Next time."

[hanihazeljade]

Tim the Drag Queen

Tim, contrary to the popular belief, has a lot of time to himself. He has a a schedule and he tried to fill his schedule with all possible thing, because or else he will overthink and he hates overthinking.

CW: Crossdressing

6:00 - wake up

6:10 - quick shower

6:20 - morning skin routine

6:35 - breakfast

7:00 - morning paper

7:30 - quick cardio

8:15 - dressed up

8:30 - go to WE

9:00 - meet Tam

1:00 - lunch

2:30 - paperworks

5:00 - go home

5:30 - dinner

6:00 - nap

9:00 - case reading

11:00 - patrol

2:00 - clean up/ night skin care routine

2:30 - sleep

Now imagine that if he got a monthly benched for a week because he just don't come at manor and everyone likes to think that he is not taking care of himself.

Like hmm???

He is pretty sure that he is the most healthy person in that place. He is the only one that has a skin care routine, eats proper diet and have a 9-5 job!

Well he doesn't have any thing to do to fill out of his 21:00 to 2:00. Sometimes he just wants to put Bruce between two bread and call him an idiot sandwich. But he won't do that because he is a good person.

But he found a such a beautiful little thing. So every time he got his monthly benched, the Fridays he go to the Metropolis clubs as a beautiful drag queen.

Yes, drag queen. Being a drag queen makes him feels so pretty, sure he got a little bit annoyed and irritated about the Caroline Hill, but when he got up to be such a self-centred attention-seeking Donna Bella, a drag queen with a thing with royalty, finesse and chaos but in an elegant way, he feels so powerful.

Being in drag means gaves him anonymity and he just looooove the attention everyone gave him. It heals his inner child in some sort of ways. Being so chaotic and no one will ever say anything about him, it such a fresh air to him ever since he was a kid, everything he does just gained nothing but judgement.

With his sharp pure red madness of eye makeup with a black contour, the bloody crimson hair, his tight bodysuit and lace stockings and his 8 inch platform heels, he feels unstoppable and on the top of the world. No one can find his safe little haven here.

He does his show like a proud queen that he is, he does splits, backbending, backflips, voguing and more. He did it like it was his last show. No regrets.

[listofwhyyouloveher]

The Outsiders w Stoner!Reader

Summary: The outsiders with you being a stoner Warnings: descriptions of smoking and getting high Author's Note: got a new cart so its about time i appeal to my weed fiends 

PONYBOY CURTIS

Is kind of shocked because he didn’t know tulsa had a dispensary

Thinks being with you while ur high is the funniest thing ever

Not the type of person to get high so he’ll just watch you

Wants to see if you can do tricks with smoke

JOHNNY CADE

Is like Ponyboy and wants to see if you can do tricks

Doesn’t want to smoke weed but will do edibles with you

He gets really quiet and touchy when high 

So expect just silent cuddling

SODAPOP CURTIS

You were the first person he smoked with and he loves it

Will get high before work with you and have you around the DX

Its just you two goofing off and Steve being a third wheel

For some reason he really likes dancing when hes high, like just break out into song and dance whenever there too much silence

STEVE RANDLE

Probably has gotten high before but doesn’t like to smoke it

He likes edibles tho and he’ll make you special brownies

He puts a lottt of weed in tho so it usually ends with you two asleep in the Curtis brother’s home

He likes to eat A LOT when he’s high. No fridge is safe..

TWO-BIT MATTHEWS

Let’s be real he probably does get high

I dont see many of the gang being weed SMOKERS tho, i think they’d all prefer edibles

He def makes the weed brownies with Steve and eats like half the batch

He’s doing cartwheels and backflips and literally runs from anyone within a 6 foot radius

Hes crazy

DARRY CURTIS

We know he used to get high in college

He still had a lot of dealer friends so he gets free shit sometimes when he wants it

Is not opposed to getting high, just doesn’t really do it anymore

He’ll get really talkative and ramble when hes high

Usually though he just falls asleep in your lap.

DALLAS WINSTON

I actually think he’s never really gotten high before

Well he probably did when he was in NY but doesn’t really remember it

When he found out you were a stoner he literally comes begging to get high with you

He’s really sweet when he’s high and he likes to pick you up and spin you around

If you mention him while high he’ll actually slap a hand over your mouth because he VIVIDLY remembers what he did.

[fandomzwriterk]

This my first time ever requesting anything on this site, so please bear with me 💀 I have a request for any of the Mortal Kombat 1 characters (preferably Lin Kuei and/or earthrealmers) with a special other that ats like either Deadpool or Wolverine? I've been hyperfixated on both, and would interested to see how you portray it!! Thanks 💚💚 (also, love your content btw.)

A/N: yes absolutely yes! I act like Deadpool a lot so this is gonna be fun for me😂😂 Also reader with be based off of both Wolverine and Deadpool🤣🤣😂😂 Brought to you by: Ashes by Nathan Sharp

Bi Han

-> When he first met you, which was a mission to bring you back alive, your first words to him were “come at me daddy” as you pulled out a pistol

-> Confused the man right then and there, making him freeze

-> Answered back with “what the fuck is wrong with you?”

-> As you pulled the trigger, Bi Han straight up froze it with a wall of ice

-> Of course, after you shot, you came running up with your claws unsheathed, stabbing right through the ice almost hitting him

-> “There’s a lot of things wrong with me! Where should I begin? I got tortured… A LOT. Oh I was basically a lab rat for a guy, may he rest in peace, that shot me up full of drugs to stop my cancer and now I can self heal which means I can’t die which means I’m forced to live the rest of my life knowing someone took my humanity away.”

-> Bi Han is just fighting you with his mouth wide open

-> He has no idea what to even say to you

-> “Come on bub, I’m not gonna waste my time fighting you. After all I just told you I can’t die.”

-> “Can you… suffer from other things?”

-> You answered with “yes but I grow anything back that gets cut off”

-> You pulled out a katana as he came to strike down on you with an ice blade

-> There is a lot of back forth… mostly you just trauma dumping on him

-> Bi Han is just thinking to himself “I swear to the Elder gods if she doesn’t shut up I’m gonna kill her- Crap.”

-> The fight ends with him plunging an ice blade through your chest and up making you fall to your knees, pinning you there

-> “Oh I’m not new to this. I like where this is going”

-> Bi Han just crossed his arms in front of him, standing proud as a fiery portal opened up

-> “Oh great thanks dude now I’m apparently going to hell.”

-> You tried to cut the ice with adamantium claws, still stuck in your chest considering how fucking cold it was

Kuai Liang

-> Met you on accident… really! On accident!

-> He had been walking through town when he saw you flip a 6 foot dude onto his back while the rest of the bar was going wild

-> He saw your steel like claws, cutting through everything in its path

-> He HAD to meet you

-> But you were gone as soon as he went to track you

-> “Not my first time being stalked but I will say, you my friend are terrible at it.” You answered sitting on the balcony above his head jumping for him

-> He pulled out his weapon, lighting it on fire as he swung towards you, pulling onto the rope that was holding it

-> You backflipped over his head, making his back get turned to you

-> “Ooh… kinky. Not my first rodeo with that though.”

-> Just stopped in his tracks as he turned to fight you, confusing the hell outta him

-> “I You are very strange”

-> “Eh. I’ve heard that one a few times.”

-> “From who may I ask?”

-> You showed him your bloody claws that had been retracted back into your skin previously

-> You lunged at him, making him roll to the side

-> “Oh come on I hate it when the fun is-“

-> He had cut you, seeing your blood light aflame as it spew from your arm

-> But instantly, it healed, sending Kuai into a state of worry

-> You still felt the skin slowly close

-> You did have no intention to fight or kill him

-> You were mad your sleeve had been cut

-> “Oh come on this was my favorite one!”

-> Your mood changed instantly, seeming to forget he was there as you pulled off the sleeve

-> “I uh… I apologize. It wasn’t my intention to attack you. I wanted to-“

-> “No need to apologize, I just fight everyone I come across. After all I don’t know if you were trying to kill me there. Speaking of which how in gods name did you light that on fire? I’ve been trying for years and never understood.”

-> He put away his weapons upon hearing you start to ramble about random things

-> That fight ended but he asked you to accompany him to his home base

-> And of course… you agreed. Why not have fun all the time since you can live forever?

Tomas Vrbada

-> Weirdest place he met you?

-> At Johnnys house where you had been training him in weapon combat

-> Tomas had an immediate liking to you

-> You were even stronger than Raiden, who had been there with Kung Lao

-> He was entranced by your adamantium claws, your precise aim when it came to guns, and your incredible healing

-> Not gonna lie, when he first trained with you, he was so scared when he cut you deep on your arm

-> You being chill about it and going on about your day like it was nothing freaked him out

-> “You can heal yourself?”

-> “Umm… yeah? Thought Mr Playboy Billionaire would’ve told you that.”

-> “Johnny is-“

-> “Unreliable? Difficult? Stubborn? Ignoring all my advice? Yep that’s the Johnny Cage I’ve always known.”

-> You walked off with no worry, just cleaning your katanas with a soft cloth as you went to sit down next to a small pool of water

-> It took him some time, but Tomas eventually found out who you were

-> Surprise surprise, Tomas found out you’re the legend herself, the great and mighty Wolverine

-> Johnny told him that they wouldn’t allow a female to play a dominant role even though he fought against it, making some male actor the lead and changing some of the story

-> All this time thought you were maybe Wolverine’s daughter

-> But… your personality was more like Wade’s, a friend of Johnny’s who played your other “crude” half Deadpool that was actually really you as well

-> You could be two different people, and he liked that

-> So you were real, and Tomas wanted to always have his eyes on the legend herself

-> Soon enough, about some months later and after visiting the Shirai Ryu enough times, you talked to him about your trauma

-> He told you he knew about it, but he’s not one to judge what you went through

-> After all, he lost family too

-> Secretly wants to find out what exactly you can live through

All Brothers

-> Tomas is protective of you, Bi Han wants to push you to your limits, and Kuai is the one who makes sure you do the right thing, even if you feel like a bad person

-> Tomas very much admires you and I’m sure he, Johnny, and Raiden have made a fan club about you

-> Bi Han is the one who punishes you for wrongdoings, even going as far as to hurt you to make you listen

-> Kuai Liang is the one who takes care of you on your rougher days

-> All three understand they have no place try and understand the torture and pain you went through

-> All three have thought about you fighting them in a 3v1

-> You become the most important person to them for various reasons

-> Bi Han makes you important by telling you and reminding you of all the things you’ve fought so far, how strong you are to still be alive

-> Tomas always has your back through anything, specially missions or when it’s just him and you

-> Kuai always reassures you that even if you’ve done some bad things in the past, that’s not what you always will be defined as

-> However, they know you’re technically immortal and that even if you are and they aren’t, they’ll still treat you like a normal person

-> If you ever have nightmares, each brother does a different thing depending on who’s around

-> If it’s just you and Bi Han alone, he’ll immediately come to find you if you’re having a panic attack or a flashback of awful things you’ve done and said before

-> He chills you down when you’re thrashing in your sleep and burning up

-> He knows you’re not a shitty person like everyone said you were, you’re just a broken “hero” who’s been screwed over so many times

-> If it’s you and Kuai, Kuai always stays nearby with anything you need and if you need alone time, he’s still around with food or comfort

-> Always enforces that you will always be a “hero” even if you don’t feel worthy

-> Is the one who will watch your “movies” with you

-> If it’s Tomas, he’s always by your side, never wavering or leaving

-> He’s the one who’s protecting you, making sure your bad days will be good ones in any way he can

-> He’s the one you talk about your past “transgressions” with

-> Tomas always has some sort comfort thing for you wether it be a blanket or a food you like

-> When they’re all there and you’re having a breakdown or nightmare, they’ll each find a spot to be near you with all three of them cuddled against you like you’re a child

-> You’re all snuggled together like a family even if you’re all different

-> They’ll all stay till you’re comfortable, focused, and ready to keep fighting ahead

A/N: as you can see, I’m very partial to Tomas I’m sorry🤣🤣🤣 Anyways I’m back from vacation now (my bf and I went on a trip)

[what-the-newsies]

jack and blink friendship headcanons i never see anyone talk about them

NEWSIES HEADCANONS (Blink and Jack)

1. The protective and scary older brothers, contradicting to crutchie and Mush being the caring older brothers. If a kid is upset, mush and crutchie comfort and Blink snd jack find and confront.

2. They bully each other 24/7 because they know they can say the most diabolical things to each other without the other getting offended

3. They people watch over the fire escape, they sometimes voice in for the people and think it's the funniest thing ever.

4. Blink will take the piss by talking to Jack in a cowboy accent, and Jack will return it with a pirate accent (cuz yo the eyepatch)

5. When blush and javid hang out, mush and davey will sit there reading and giggling whilst blink, and Jack do some devious activities (like melting stuff with a match), not even a foot away.

6. Blink is really easily rage bated, and Jack finds it hilarious

7. Once they spent a whole afternoon trying to learn to backflip, it did not work

8. They play a game where they see who can charm the most women whilst selling.

9. Hugged once and it was so awks they never did it again.

10. They love each other secretly and really value their friendship, but neither of them woukd ever admit

Bless them, send me any more odd pairings or background character that need more appreciation 🩷