#And live out their happy karate life together

[inkskinned]

you keep having dreams about the holidays. in this last one, everyone is happy again, and it is a good day for a moment, the way that sometimes peace could settle in restless clumps over everyone's head. your father is downstairs, everyone else is picking a movie to watch. your cat is still alive and in your mother's lap. you aren't afraid to go into the kitchen to eat, the guilt isn't there yet, and everything is free. your dog is lying down with your siblings, tongue lolling out his mouth. everything feels warm and silly.

you see your hand in the kitchen and you see the light of the fridge click on and some part of you says go back into the living room, you're missing the good part. this is how you spent most of your childhood: when you weren't in the room, it was alright. being in the room was the problem. you spent so much being present wishing someone would notice if you left. you love these people. there is something fundamentally wrong with your head. you stand in the kitchen and feel that rabid heart of yours; the one that tries to make you leave any situation, even when you're wanted.

you don't have this anymore. the mashed potatoes you pull out of tupperware containers spell out big letters on the counter. when you wake up, this isn't the life you have anymore.

sometimes that's an amazing thing - you are so glad you're out of this fucking house. when the peace breaks here, it shatters into months-long screaming. these gulfs and valleys are illusions. you're holding your breath even in the memory, waiting for the wrong thing to happen, the thing that splinters the family.

but sometimes... it would be nice to have this version of the house back. the fire is roaring. someone is laughing so hard it sounds like they're crying, wheezing through the story they're telling, michael buble is singing. in a few hours it will be time for pie, but in the meantime you're going to watch some fast and the furious something. you're all going to talk over most of it, quip lines at each other like it's mystery science theatre. you're all just about to start a board game or maybe a family art project. you're just about to hang up garlands.

someone asked you recently - what if you wake up and it's november of 2013. there are a lot of things that you would be horrified by. the things you'd have to relive, the bitter slow pain of recovery. and fuck, you'd still have to escape him, and the parts of this house that are ugly. to deliver yourself, mangled, into the long road you take in therapy. fuck that entirely.

but you'd also have this moment back, standing half in the kitchen and half in the living room, talk-shouting at your siblings, wiggling and dancing, throwing karate chops at each other and splitting the last crescent roll and gleefully telling college stories your mother really doesn't want to know. the house like this is warm, held in this space before-things. in this world it will be a few years before your family is splintered. these days you have to get in a car to travel to each visit, looping each person together in a little embroidery constellation. here it is loud. it will be a few years before the holidays are quiet, reserved, a little distant.

in the dream, you waver, your hand outstretched. for the love of god, go back the room. go back in and tell them you love them, tell them what this means to you. for the love of god, go now!

you're gonna wake up soon.

[missinseg]

Robby and his second place trauma

Everyone wants to be first in every aspect of their life. Every person also needs to know that they are valuable and feel that they are a priority for someone. This is the same for work, school life and human relations. People are happy to feel valued and loved by someone.Then there are those who are always put in the background. For example, they are not anyone's priority. No one appreciates them for their efforts. Robby is one of the characters that is always put in the background in Cobra Kai series. In fact, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he is the character who experiences this in the worst way.

Let's talk about his family first, for example. Her mother was one of those alcoholics who prioritized herself at the beginning of the series.She could easily leave Robby at home and go out of the country. While Robby wanted to spend time with his mother, Shannon preferred to go out with men.

His father,Johnny, was absent from Robby's life for 16 years due to his own traumas. When Robby met again with Johnny, a strange boy had already taken his place.Johnny said he was trying to change, but in five seasons he never put Robby first. He never thought of his son first. His dojo, his girlfriend , his girlfriend’s son,his rival, his students, and his own problems were always more important than Robby. Every child is unique for his parents, but even though Robby was only child , he could not manage to be unique and take the first place in his parents' eyes.

The situation was no different in his social life. His first friends we saw were with him for their own benefit. Afterwards, he became friends and even lovers with Sam. They were good with Demetri in the beginning, but the situation changed later. For Sam, Miguel was the priority. Demetri ignored him as if he had never had a good time with him.

Daniel was his sensei, one of the first people to care him and teach him good things. They had a great time together. He taught Robby many good things about life as well as karate. He played a big role in his change. But even such a person's first priority was not Robby. Daniel kicked Robby out twice. He was a good person but he was not the person who always there for him. When Robby went to Kreese instead of Johnny and Daniel, Kreese used him for his own purposes. I think Robby already knew this and went to Cobra Kai.

The second place followed him throughout his career. He competed in two championships but finished second in both.

In the 6th season, we see that the "second place" has become a trauma for Robby after everything that has happened to him which is a normal situation. In order to overcome this, he tried to hold on to someone who loved and valued him. He did it the first time.

Now that he has been betrayed by her too, I wonder how he'll get over this trauma and find balance. I hope everyone who has never cared about him until now will help him get over this trauma and put him first in their lives for the first time.

[00ops1e]

simon riley and fatherhood pt.2!

i have had some thoughts rattling around my brain for when babygirl is older, i'd say these are for her tween (maybe teenage?) years. at this point, simon has more than grown into his role as a girl dad. hes mourning the fact that his little girl is not so little anymore, but he still sleeps peacefully at night knowing he has a couple more years before boys become an issue. at the moment, hes navigating things like sleepovers, hairstyles, and carting babygirl around to gymnastics, soccer, cheerleading, karate, etc... this may be a tad self indulgent, but i think it fits. is this possibly a glance into my childhood? not sure. i came back to this, yes. yes it is. im not sure if im completely happy with this but im tired and i want this posted now so BOOM.

wc: 1.3k

cw: mentions/inferred child abuse/ptsd???? references to simon's childhood, not proofread, SO SELF INDULGENT

when i think about simon during this era, i think about my childhood bestfriend's dad.

i particularly think about the role that man had in my life, and whether or not he knows what an impact he made.

when babygirl is in kindergarten, she just seems to click with one of the other girls in her class. im talking home phone numbers memorized, living within five minutes of the other, constantly together, teachers mistake them for each other

the girls are best friends.

so naturally, the friend, who i guess we'll call beth, (i told you this was gonna be self indulgent) is around the house a lot, and babygirl ends up at beth's and vice versa. she becomes a familiar face for you and simon, her demeanor and antics nearly matching your daughter's.

you and simon grow quite fond of this strange child! after all, babygirl could definitely pick out worse friends, beth was a good kid.

a year or so goes by, and simon begins to notice the way babygirl seems to always have beth over the house, and never the opposite? simon was never the one to make plans with the other parents for hanging out and things like that, but surely the poor girl wanted to be at her own house sometimes, right?

its not until beth is around nearly every day that simon starts to notice that something was... off.

at first he brushes it off, but something about the child's behaviour didn't sit right with him, rubbed him the wrong way.

he couldn't quite put his finger on it, maybe he was just overthinking it, maybe she's just a strange kid, he thought.

watching beth interact with you and him, always made simon feel tense, like someone was breathing down his neck or watching him.

he's unable to find the words to describe it to you, so he never really brings it up. he doesn't want to worry you unnecessarily, he once again brushes it off.

one sunday morning, simon finds himself in the kitchen, preparing pancakes and eggs for the girls, you leaning against the counter sipping on some tea and taking in the view of him.

simon is the type of dad to ALWAYS make breakfast for sleepovers

he definitely learned how to cook just so he could help babygirl get ready for school in the morning. always folds and makes her something to eat if she mumbles about being hungry.

the girls clamor down the stairs when they smell bacon. giggling and thumping as they race to the table, taking their respective seats.

simon does a little spin as he sets down the large bowls and plates of food. he sits down with a grunt, the kitchen is filled with sunshine and the sound of quiet chatter and laughter, forks on plates, and the smell of bacon in the air.

the meal goes the same as it always does, talking about upcoming plans and how school was going for both of the girls, overall it was a good, happy morning. everybody was in a good mood.

a collective gasp is heard as beth adjusts her chair, arm somehow knocking over the glass of orange juice in front of her.

you immediately get up, grabbing some paper towels to clean the mess. but simon stays glued to his seat, frozen.

in milliseconds, the dots connect in his brain.

beth reaches across the table to grab the cup, sleeve shifting ever so slightly to reveal just enough of a bruise to send a shiver down simon's spine.

simon feels his stomach flip when he meets the girls eyes from across the table, and recognizes the terrified eyes staring back. he sees the tension in her limbs, "is she, bracing herself?" he thinks

his mind is spinning, the realization bringing up plenty of cold, dark memories he wished would just stay buried.

the only thing he can think to tell the child, "it's okay." in the most matter of fact tone possible.

for the rest of the day, his demeanor is just... off

once youre in bed, you decide to ask him. softly though, the way hes acting is much different than you normally see on rough days.

"what are beth's parents like?" he blurts out in response.

you think for a moment, recalling the few interactions you've had with the girl's mother, "i've never met the father, and apart from friendly waves and talking for a few minutes on the phone about the girls, not much... why do you ask?" you say, shooting him a puzzled glance.

"did you see the way she looked at us when the drink was spilled? love, the poor thing looked like a deer in the headlights. she was scared."

"simon, i dont unde-" is all you can say before he cuts you off.

"there's something going on at home. i know that look. listen, the way she acts, 's been bothering me for a bit now, i didn't realize it till then..."

you look at him with your mouth open, unsure what to say to that.

"there was a bruise, around her wrist. now, i understand that today isn't exactly proof of anything. but please love, get to know the girl's mum at least..."

after that, he cant stop noticing little things about beth. the way she would recoil when babygirl suddenly shrieked, or moved too quickly in her peripherals.

he noticed the frequency of her apologies, for seemingly silly things.

as the girls got older, beth would hang around you and simon. it seemed like she didn't really need to be wreaking havoc with babygirl, she was perfectly content just chatting with her friend's parents,

his heart dropped when he realized that she probably just doesnt get to have this at home, or doesn't feel safe enough to.

he feels sick when he realizes she's started to loose that sparkle in her eyes, started to talk a little less, look down on herself more.

he sees so much of himself in beth, it makes him angry for her. how could anyone do that to a child? she doesn't deserve that!

his fondness for beth finally solidifies the fact that everything he went through in his youth, wasn't his fault. it gives him a bit of closure.

simon deducted that treating her like he does his own daughter was the best thing he could do. he makes sure that beth knows his home is always open to her, whenever she needs.

it seemed to heal him in a way he didn't know he needed, sure he gets to give babygirl the father he always wanted, deserved. but to be able to help a child that he sees so much of his younger self in?

its like getting to go back and hug himself, comfort himself from his own father.

"youre back again? pain in my ass, oh you know im only joking!" he says with a hearty chuckle, "come over anytime."

"get out of my house, *sigh* how are you beth? good to see ya kid."

"you know, i should claim you on my taxes, youre here enough.."

that kind of energy, but the way he says it is so heartwarming, jokey and dadlike.

simon is brought to tears one night, a few years later, when you and him talk about the changes you'd seen in beth, how much she's grown.

you reveal to him that beth had said something to you about how huge of an impact you'd made on her life, how the two of you became a safe place. how family is not just blood, but the people you find along the way.

thats the moment he decides that beth had become his second daughter, and the two of you loved her like one too.

okay so im definitely missing like half of what i had originally thought of, but thats fine, im tired. this was like- imagine a snowball rolling down a hill and just getting bigger and bigger. yeah. that.

im so sorry guys.

[gemini-sensei]

Poly!Demetri Alexopoulos x Chubby!Reader x Cobra!Hawk

CW: toxic relationship, angst, illusions to unprotected sex.

Demetri tried to breath evenly, but it was hard after the labored activity they'd just done. However, with his arms wrapped tightly around Reader's naked body, he knew he'd find the peace soon. Or at least what was close to peace.

She drew small shapes against his chest as she breathed similarly, a far off look in her eye. He knew what she was thinking of, or rather who she was thinking of.

"I miss him," she mumbled sadly.

He kissed her head. "I know you do."

He missed Eli, too.

She buried her face in his neck and sighed. He felt the beginning of small tears against his skin and wished he knew how to make them disappear. It was hard to go on without their third lover, but they kept going no matter what. It wasn't as if their love for each other died without him there, but it hurt more knowing he wasn't so far away. He just wanted nothing to do with them, at least whilst he was with his Cobra friends...

Reader tipped her head back as she moaned softly, that familiar scar dragging along her skin. It made her feel so special, to be one of two people who got to feel what that felt like.

His hands slipped up her shirt and squeezed her bare sides, making her moans nonstop. He smirked and she shuddered. "Hawk..."

The classroom was so quiet, her whisper of his new name was so loud. He chuckled under his breath and pulled away from his neck, looking at her with lustful eyes. She took whatever attention she could get from him, for it came in small doses now. She smiled at him, as pretty as can be, just happy to be in his presence once more.

"Say it again," he told her.

His hand swiftly moved down the front of her pants. He knew her body as well as his own, and wasn't surprised when he felt her wet panties. Only smirked as he quickly found her clit and started rubbing tight circles onto it.

"Hawk!" she yelped, holding onto his shoulders tightly.

"That's my name, baby," he grunted, leaning in to breath hotly down her neck. He whispered in her ear, praising her somewhat sweetly. "Keep saying my name like that."

"I just don't understand," Reader said, holding back the tears.

Demetri rubbed her back soothingly. He didn't understand it very well himself, but there was nothing he could say that'd make it any better. Eli had chosen his alliances, and though they tried to support him to the best of their ability, it wasn't enough. It hurt.

It hurt so much that having sex wasn't as great as it used to be. They gave into those urges, made out with each other and held each other as he thrust into her over and over again. They cried out for each other, came together, continued to have their relationship. But once the high was over, they reached their lows again.

Without him, it wasn't the same.

"I know," Demetri sighed.

Reader, so close to falling asleep, yawned. "If only he saw how there's no line between who he is and who he wants to be... then we could be together again."

As she drifted off to sleep, Demetri thought about how she was right. If only they could make Eli see that there was no "Eli" and "Hawk" then life would be far simpler. But they didn't live in a simple world. They lived in a karate infested valley where they'd have to fight for their love, but Reader wasn't a strong fighter...

She was sweet and kind. He didn't want her to have to fight anyone, but he knew she was struggling. She missed Eli just as much as himself. She was fighting everyday just to accept the fact that they had been tossed aside for karate and coolness. He hated it.

He wanted to say he hated Eli for it, for making Reader feel so down, but he knew better. He'd never hate him, he'd never be able to. Demetri Alexopoulos still loved Eli Moskowitz, no matter what name he went by now and despite him being a total jerk... He loved Eli with his who heart and nothing was going to change that.

He wrestled with the facts of the matter as he stared at the ceiling. But as his eyelids grew heavy, he let it drift away. He had no way of fixing what happened, no way to make it better, and he usually let it go before falling asleep. He held Reader close and kissed her head. She snuggled into him, still asleep, and he was able to join her soon thereafter.

What do you think? I had a whole idea for this, multiple parts, but would anyone want to see that?

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Haruhi and her frogin freind are out shopping together

How would three character of the host club be when they stalking them!

You and Haruhi have finally gotten together after so long. Traveling with your father’s business you’ve met quite a few people in your travels: karate masters, a flamboyant blonde, a really persuasive guy with glasses, and so many more. But nothing is like the market in your hometown or rather one of your hometowns. 

Unbeknownst to you and Haruhi, the Ouran Host Club can’t help but follow after the mysterious person they met just last Summer. 

Tamaki Suoh

“What a surprise the damsel we’ve been talking about happens to be here! Charge onward!” 

He’s too excited and far too loud about his ambitions to follow you

Their ‘king’ isn’t exactly the best at covert operations despite his inclination for them

And if you or Haruhi don’t already know he’s there one of you will find him out

If it's you, you’ll call him asking ‘what brings you here?’

And he happily will join you two 

Buying whatever he sees your eyes linger on 

even if it's only a moment

When the day finally ends and you wave goodbye to make sure Haruhi gets home he waits for you

Now Tamaki Suoh could very well stay away from you watching protectively as you get home

But he’s too much of a gentleman to let you go alone

Or that he absolutely feeds off of your attention

Even if you originally refuse he won’t let you he’ll still escort you

Even attempting to invite himself inside but when he notices your frantic breathing and darting eyes he excuses himself 

Making a show of driving away before instructing that they return in a couple hours

“My poor angel! All alone in such poverty! I just have to make sure they sleep well!”

Kyoya Ootori

“I’d also appreciate an in-depth look at their…personal life.” 

He has to control his excitement with a push of his glasses

Typically he’d leave such a job to his…hired help 

He gets plenty of updates from them but nothing beats getting the facts of his future spouse from ground zero

If he wasn’t so pretty and such a smooth talker it might have been easier not to be swarmed 

But eventually, he gets a disguise good enough that he can continue to silently follow after 

He’s sloppy because he hasn’t done this before or rather its been a while since he has

But he manages to maintain his cover

Making sure to make note of your conversation and preferences as you stop for food or buy different items 

When the day ends he tails you from a distance by driver as he notes the safety of your route and neighborhood 

Being sure to complain threaten the city council about the lack of lighting in specific alleyways

Of course, he will collect the Ootori photographers’ work for the day and decide which one he wants for his calendar, his wallet, his corkboard, his office wall, his bedside, his ceiling

“I’ve seen enough of their common lifestyle, it's time I elevated that. After all, we can’t have my love of all people being forced to live so below their means.”

Hikaru Hitachiin

“Well, aren’t you two cuties looking happy today!” 

He’s already an avid stalker of yours 

Now Haruhi is so used to this behavior she can wave it off calming any suspicions you have when you recall how this same situation occurred once before

Just like he planned

But now there's no shaking him off now 

He’s following the both of you all throughout the day

Being sure to pick off your food with the toothpick that you’d been sucking on

Or being sure to lick the strokes on your popsicle you bought just moments before

Taking every opportunity to pull at your fingers whenever he wants to look at a ‘commoner’s’ stall

He’s even walking you home 

Actually, he’s decided he wants a sleepover 

You can’t refuse him, can you?

Because he does have that photo of you

How’d he get it? He’ll never tell

But you best cook him some commoner alternative to Italian cuisine

Otherwise, you’ll just have to pack up and come to his house

“Don’t forget (Y/n)~ you owe me for destroying this picture~! So what’s it going to be?”

Kaoru Hitachiin

“Hey, I’m glad I ran into you here! Been trying to widen my horizons and decided to try the commoner’s market! Mind if I hang out with you guys?”

He’s a lot more casual 

Having a bonafide reason why he’s here 

You would have never guessed he had bugged your phone when you last met

He’s great at acting casual 

Oddly less mischievous without his brother 

It's easy to oblige when he asks you to pose a ring for him

‘Don’t worry about it! It's for a friend of his!’ is what he says

Or when he asks about what you like off-handedly returning with it in hand from a supposed bathroom break

He’ll walk you and Haruhi home 

So nice you only think it nice to offer your bathroom for the long drive he was in for on the way home

He couldn’t be happier to see the forgotten clothes strewn in your bathroom in person

Or letting the water run while he holds your toothbrush in his mouth then switch it with his decoy

“Thanks for spending your day with me! We’ve got to schedule one of around one of these days, preferably just the two of us!”

Mitsukuni “Honey” Haninozuka

“(Y/n)-channn!!! Come try this commoner food! It really is delicious!”

Honey has two stalking styles the silent type that makes use of his ninja prowess 

And the type that just abandons watching you from afar entirely

He typically resorts to the former when you're out with potential rivals 

Sabotaging every way he can before he results to pummeling the problem this person

But this time, it's personal

Haruhi is his friend but you are his future his sweetie cake just ripe for the taking

And while with most friends he doubts you’d be interested as he’s pretty confident they get the memo

But he knows Haruhi just draws people in that way 

And he will not let that happen

So every time you go to look into her eyes he’s shoving ice cream, cake, tarts, his face in between you two

It's so much like his normal personality so neither of you questions it

It's also nothing to question when he walks you home before letting himself inside to give you whatever sweet you like

If you don’t like sweets he’s just bringing cake that he can invite himself to eat it

You can’t really stop him when he insists on exploring your home as if he didn’t already memorize where everything is

Moving faster than you can grab a hold of him he might let you go if you hug him+

“Wowww (Y/n), your house is so small! Y’know you should come to my house, it's way bigger! You can even have your own room at my place!”

Takashi Morinozuka

“...I didn’t want to disturb you two.”

He’s really good at this 

Athleticism and stealth when he really tries give him the advantage

The only thing that can throw him off his game is you

He either gets lost as he watches you gush over a keychain or a stall you were particularly passionate about 

So busy swooning silently that he’ll hardly notice when Haruhi finally taps him awake 

With him, she’s the only one who can quite obviously tell 

And since Mori has hardly shown any worrisome behavior she invites him

He’s so excited to be noticed by you 

And will enthusiastically nod his head whenever you talk to me

Probably offered by Haruhi he’ll walk you home

Only now speaking more than he typically would

He can’t help but blush as he sees you continue to look at him only him

When he bids you goodnight he’ll stand in front of your home for awhile 

Intensely watching your silhouette pad around in the window as you start your nightly routine

Imagining himself alongside you after his timer goes off he leaves reluctantly

Switching out with his subordinates

“Goodnight, (Y/n).”

[onlyrosyjohnny]

rosy day [one shot]

-fluff/comfort

-Pediatrician!Johnny x Surgeon!OC

Word count: 6k

Summary: You spend your day-off by watching a movie with your daughter and your boyfriend. It's their first meeting, well after he made her cry in the clinic for a vaccine shot.

Warnings: foods and act of eating is mentioned, also if there are any errors in spelling or grammar that I missed, I’m sorry in advance. English is not my first language.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not own any of the people, characters, names, or concepts mentioned above. Please do not post my work in other platforms without my permission. Reblog, like, or any comment is gladly appreciated.

Coming to your apartment was the best part of the day. Especially after a 12 hour surgery, you definitely deserved a warm bath, a glass of wine and a good sleep tonight. Thankfully, tomorrow is your day off and you plan to enjoy your rest day to the fullest. You fetch the keys to your unit while thinking of the many hugs and kisses you'll get from your little one.

“Mommy’s here!”, a small voice can be heard as you insert your key to the door and unlock it. 

“Rosy dear, don’t run towards the door, you don’t want to get a booboo on the knee don’t you?”, you heard Mrs. Bell’s voice as she reminds your five-year-old to be careful. She lives just across your unit and she’s been fond of your child ever since you moved into the building. 

It was the best choice to have someone look after her that she already knows and sees on a daily basis. On your usual schedule, you would drop her off at kindergarten and your parents would pick her up and bring her to their house.  After work you would pick her up in their house and also have your dinner there. But today, your parents were not available since they flew out of the country to visit your sibling.

You opened the door and what welcomed you was a warm smile and a big hug from your daughter. You give her a big smooch on the cheeks as you carry her and feel the love from your baby girl. 

"Mommy, did you save lives today? How many?", she excitedly asked you. 

"We did save a life today! That's why mommy got home late tonight, I'm sorry we didn't get to have dinner together tonight.", when you finish work early on Fridays, both of you usually stroll around the park when you pick her up and then have dinner while watching a movie she picked. 

"It's okay, auntie ate with me and we watched Kung Fu Panda! Mommy, I wanna learn karate!" Last week, she wanted to be a surfer because of a Babrbie movie she saw and the week before that she wanted to become a chef. 

"I hope you were a good kid for Mrs. Bell’s today, or did you give her a hard time?”, you jokingly said to your daughter while laughing with your neighbor. Of course you had an idea how she behaved today, she’s always a good kid but has good chances of being too ecstatic during playtime. 

“Of course she was a wonderful kid, very smart and energetic,” Mrs. Bell says with a motherly smile on her face. You know your kid can be a handful at times since she has a lot of energy and there are times that even you can’t keep up with it. Along with her adventurous side she’s also a very smart kid, always curious with her environment and you are very much willing to nurture her in every way. As cliche as everyone says it, but your little Rosy is the center of your life, she never fails to put a smile on your face and remind you what love is. 

You bid your goodbyes to your neighbor and generously thanked her for being with your little one for today. You put your kid down on the couch in the living room while she was babbling about the happy things that happened on her day. From how she enjoyed the snacks that you prepared for her, what she learned from kindergarten today etc. 

“Sweetheart, I have good news for you! I have the day off tomorrow! We can finally go to the cinemas and watch Despicable Me!”, you excitedly told her. 

“Really!I will sleep early tonight so I can wake up early tomorrow and we can go to the cinemas early and play a lot!”, she exclaimed.

“And not just that, we’ll have a special guest tomorrow, we’ll watch the movie with my friend!” 

“Who's your friend?” she asked.

“Remember the very tall doctor you met in Mommy’s office last week. When you visited me with gran-gran and pop-pop?” you try to paint the picture of what happened last week when she first met Johnny. 

“The giant doctor?” 

That made you laugh a little, and you’re not gonna deny it because he is really tall. 

“Yes my love, that giant doctor. He will join us for a fun weekend tomorrow!”, you try to make it more exciting because you know how she is with new people. 

“That’s the doctor that gave me an ouchie!”, she remembered her vaccine shot last week. With her shocked face as she remembers her encounter with the ‘giant’ doctor, you are starting to get nervous if she will still want to go to the cinemas with him. 

“Well baby, he needed to give you that ouchie because it will help you get stronger so you won’t get sick”, you patiently explained. 

“But why him? Why not Auntie doctor?”, she’s referring to your other colleague, the one she met several months back and eventually became comfortable with.

“Because he's a very close friend of mine and he really wants to meet you. He’s a pedia, my love. A kid’s doctor! He’s got stickers of the movies you like, you'll like him.” 

Now you’re trying your best to make sure that your daughter will not have any second thoughts on your weekend fun day as you’ve planned this since last month, aligning it to Johnny’s day off and yours. And most importantly, you just want your daughter to finally meet your boyfriend of almost 2 months. 

Yes, you and Johnny have been dating for a few months now. He just moved to town four months ago and got a job as a pediatrician in the same hospital as yours. You met each other when you both worked on a case for a surgery on one of his patients. From then on, everything just fell into place. And now, Johnny has been requesting this fun day with you and your daughter for weeks. You understand that he just wants to be more knowledgeable about your life outside of work and when he met Rosy for the first time, he made it a mission to himself to at least be closer to her after she cried loudly after he gave her vaccine shot.

“Does he have My Little Pony stickers?”, she asked while crossing her arms. 

“Yes! He has all of your favorite stickers!”, you really aren’t sure. You just wish Johnny is prepared to meet your daughter since you’ve told him quite a few things about your daughter on your first few dates. 

“But what if he gives me a new ouchie?”, you can really see the worry in her eyes.

“He won’t do that my love, he actually wants to play with you”.

“But-”, your daughter was cut short by your phone ringing. You told her to get ready for bed and instructed her to brush her teeth and change into her jammies.

You got your phone from your bag and saw your lover’s contact name.

Joh-giya ♥️ is calling…..

“Hi, I just got home”, you sweetly said.

“Hi babe, I just got home too. Walking up to my unit actually. So, we’re good for tomorrow right? You told her that we’ll see the movies?” excitement was spilling out of his voice.

“Well, you know how she is with new people and apparently she still remembers the vaccine shot you gave her in the past” you slowly and carefully told him. 

“Oh no.”

“But I assure you she’s excited to meet you and see the movie, I also told her you have a lot of My Little Pony stickers you know how she loves those.” you are really trying to lift his mood up and make it seem that he has nothing to worry about meeting Rosy tomorrow. 

For a few seconds you hear nothing on Johnny’s end. Is he contemplating whether to go with your plan for tomorrow or does he want to back out? Maybe this is the part that he realizes that dating someone with a kid is not as easy as he thought, maybe this is the part where he calls-

“If you want you can back-” 

“I’ll just do my very best to be close to her and make her see me in a different light, no? Not the giant doctor that gave her an ouchie anymore” he chuckled as he said it. 

“Yeah, I think so”

He really knows what to say to you at any moment. He knows what you need to hear at the moment to ease your worries. Johnny is a great person, not just a great in his profession but as a person he does his all for the people he loves. Maybe luck is on your side this time around. After so many attempts in finding partners in the past years, it's hard to let new people in your life. But him, he’s different. You never met someone that is willing to know you more and the people that you love. He wants to get to know the entire you, not just the doctor part of you or just the single mom part of you. He wants you as a whole, with everything that you have and everything that you are willing to share. 

“Okay, see you tomorrow at 11 AM, I’ll pick you up? Let’s get lunch before we watch the movies.”

“Yeah, 11 AM is good for us.”

“Got it, you better get ready for bed too, I know you had a long surgery today. Good job today Doctor, I’m very proud of you.” 

“Thank you Johnny, that means a lot.”, a warm feeling crept in your heart sending butterflies to your stomach and a smile on your face.

You both bid goodbyes and ‘i love you’s’ before ending the call. As you entered your daughter’s room, you saw her already finished putting on her pajamas. You went to her small book shelf and looked at the selection of fairy tales that you’ll read for her tonight.

“Mommy, can I sleep on your bed tonight?” she asks sweetly while holding her whale plushie.

“Yes of course my love. What storybook do you want to read before we sleep?”

“I want to read about Rapunzel tonight.” 

You got the book and led her to your room. Hand in hand you help her get on the bed and you lay beside her finding a good spot for the both of you as you start to read the book. This is how your usual nights go by. You read a story book to her as sleep pulls her and and you gently untangle yourself from your daughter, to freshen up and change in your sleeping clothes. 

As you lay down again beside your daughter, several thoughts are now firing up in your mind. Not quite sure whether you are excited or just fully anxious on how your daughter will behave tomorrow. She can be a handful at times since she’s just a kid she’s still developing and there are things that are beyond her understanding. Since it has been just the two of you since she was born, she can’t help it to feel jealous when your full attention is not on her. There are also times that your parents would just appear in the hospital looking for you because your daughter has been crying for a while and just wants to be with you. It scares you how she will react when she finally understands that Johnny is just more than a friend, although she might not really understand what a boyfriend is at first. And with those concerns about Rosy reacting badly to Johnny tomorrow, you also worry that if things don’t go as planned tomorrow this is the end for the both of you. You can’t handle a heartbreak right now, not from Johnny. The feelings that you have for this man are just different from the others. It’s sincere. Pure. 

You hug your daughter closer trying to calm yourself, she moves a bit and softly says ‘mommy’ while trying to hug you with her small arm. Placing a soft kiss on her head you slowly close your eyes and drift to sleep. 

-The next morning-

You woke up around 8 o’ clock, and started the day by checking your phone for any emails or important messages from work. Untangling yourself carefully from your daughter, you do a little stretch before going to the kitchen. You started brewing a nice warm tea, no coffee for today since you want to cut off your coffee intake as you always have coffee in your workplace. You cleaned up the apartment a bit before cooking breakfast for the both of you. 

After finishing up in the kitchen, you enter your room to wake up Rosy. Gently kissing her forehead and softly saying her name, she opens her eyes and does a little stretch.

“Good morning my love, it’s time for breakfast”.

You both eat a fulfilling meal. As you clean up the table and wash the dishes your daughter is watching the television while playing with her dolls. After a while you then tell her that she needs to take a bath now since Johnny or the giant doctor is going to come here soon. 

She may be unpredictable at times but what is noteworthy about your daughter is that she follows your instructions most of the time and seldomly gives you any tantrums or cries when things don't go her way. 

After the both of you have taken a bath and have arranged your bags, Johnny sent a message that he’s already in the parking area of your building. You tried your best to limit the things to bring for your activities today and don’t want to have too much stuff in your bag.

“Rosy, baby get your bag ready, we'll be leaving in a few, Doctor Johnny is just downstairs and about to come up here.”

She did as she was told too and not long after you heard a knock on your front door. Trying to hide your excitement and nervousness, you take a deep breath before opening the door. 

 “Hi babe”, Johnny said with a big smile on his face while holding a small bouquet of pink tulips and a medium-sized paper bag on both hands. 

“Hi, how was your drive?” The hint of happiness and excitement in your voice drowned the worries in your head on how this day will go. You gently put your arms around his neck to welcome him with a warm hug and a soft kiss on his cheek. 

“Mommy! Did you see my pink butterfly clip? And my purple ribbon?” your daughter asks loudly from her room and as you turn around you see her running to the corridor and halt when she sees the man in the front door. She just stood there, with curiosity in her eyes. Leaning on the floor she gave the most adorable eyes ever not knowing how to react to his presence. 

“Rosy, Johnny is here, come say hi!” She slowly came near you and put her short arms around your legs, trying to hide herself from the giant man in front of her. 

“Hello Mister Johnny, I’m Rosy” she said, introducing herself just as you two practiced. Johnny slowly crouched and gave his brightest smile to her. It was warm, endearing, and welcoming. It's like a ray of sunshine. 

“Hello Rosy, I’m glad to meet you. Your mom says you like My Little Pony?” He extended his hand to make a little handshake with her. She accepts his hand and shakes it ever so lightly while nodding her head, answering his question. 

“Well I think I brought a friend that you would like to meet” he gave her the paper bag.

When she opened the bag, she did the cutest gasp ever. She quickly grabbed whatever it was in the bag and gladly showed it to you. “Mommy it's Twilight Sparkle!” It was a stuffed doll from her favorite characters and this particular one was what she requested for her upcoming birthday. 

“It is! So don’t you have anything to say to Mister Johnny?” 

“Thank you, Mister Johnny” she cutely said while hugging her new toy. 

You instructed Rosy to finish up preparing her bag and you now fully invited your lover into your humble home offering him something to drink. Not long after, Rosy came running with her pink backpack announcing that she is ready to leave. You do a quick check on both of your bags justo to make sure you’ve brought enough incase you needed anything for your daughter. After all is set the three of you leave your unit and go down to the parking lot looking for Johnny’s car. 

Upon entering you noticed that his car smells different. It used to have a clean minty smell but now it smelled like a fresh garden of flowers. 

“Mommy it smells like lavender in here”

“Yes it does-”, you were cut short.

“Well, your mommy told me that you liked the scent of flowers and you love the car freshener she uses,” Johnny explained. 

You are quite embarrassed to admit, but when you two go on dates you can’t help but to share some stories about your daughter and Johnny made it very clear that he doesn’t mind it at all. He could listen to you all day sharing the fun things you and Rosy have done in the past. His interest in your life led up to your decision of asking him to join you mommy-daughter day. 

All three of you arrived at the cinemas about thirty minutes before the next show. There was a line at the ticket booth but it was not that long and you were sure that you’ll still make it to the next screening. 

“I’ll just buy us tickets, would you mind if you take Rosy to the snack bar? Here’s some money get any snack you want too” you spoke as you fetched your wallet in your bag.

“Actually, I already bought the tickets last night online. I was worried we could be stuck in line for the tickets and eventually miss the movie” he said with a small smile.

You were touched by his thoughtful gesture. He wants nothing but good things to happen today. 

“You didn’t have to, but thank you. I guess let’s just go straight to the snack bar.”

Johnny insisted on buying the snacks for the three of you but you did not let him, arguing that he already paid for the movie tickets so it was your turn to buy the snacks. Eventually, he did let you. 

While in line for popcorn, you told your daughter to wait for you on the benches with Johnny. At first she did not like your suggestion because it will be the first of today that she’ll be alone with him even for just a few minutes. But after a little more convincing she did what she was told. 

She sat quietly beside her not until Johnny spoke to her. You saw that she gave a little nod and shook her head as short responses to him. You didn’t notice that Johnny looked at you and can’t help but to think if you’re waiting to see any interaction between the two of them. 

Johnny is naturally a charming person. He is often described as warm, comfortable and welcoming by your colleagues so it was something for you to ponder why your daughter hasn’t been interacting with him that much given that he was going the extra mile to make your daughter comfortable. 

From seeing your so what worried expression, Johnny was determined to make extra efforts to get you daughter on his good side. 

As you received everything you ordered from the counter, you turned and started to walk in your boyfriend and daughter’s direction. You were a little bit shocked to see that they were now playing with your daughter’s toys. She already took out two of the small dolls you permitted her to bring and the doll Johnny gave her. From where you are you can hear the faint giggles your daughter made as Johnny held her dolls on his face and made an animated voice. 

He waves the hands of the purple bear, “Hello Princess Rosy! My name is Purple the Bear, can we be friends?”. 

Walking slowly as you savor the loving scene in front of you. They were having fun conversations and Johnny had to stand up to do these actions that made your daughter burst out her adorable laugh. He really has that charm with kids no? Well, he is a pediatrician after all. He must really find kids fascinating. When you asked him on one of your dates why he chose his specialization.

“Seeing their adoring eyes whenever they’re in my clinic, I just see so much innocence and boundless potential. Plus, kids have this amazing imagination and they remind me to have hope on several things and to appreciate the little things around me. Given the pacing of our work, we tend to miss out what’s happening around us and have a little fun once in a while”.

He sees children more than they are unlike other people.

As you approach them your daughter stood up from her chair and got her small packet of gummies from you. Rosy packed her toys in her bag as Johnny takes the big popcorn tub and the cup holder for your drinks. 

The three of you entered the cinema house and found your seats. The cinema was not completely empty or cramped, a handful of people were also here. You led them to your seats in the aisle end of the middle row. Once everyone was seated, Rosy immediately opened her snacks and began munching on her gummy bear. You reminded her that if she finished her snack when the movie starts she won’t be getting another. Of course, you also want to watch Despicable Me. She tapped you gently at your arm as she offered to share her snacks with you. She was mumbling something but with the loud sound in the theater, you can’t really understand her. 

“What was that again love?”

“I said, can we switch seats please?” 

The seating arrangement was your daughter benign the nearest to the aisle seated next to you and Johnny was at your right side. 

“Oh why? Does being near the aisle bother you?”

“No, I just want to seat next to the giant doctor”

That was surprising, well maybe they bonded well when you were buying the snacks. 

“Of course, my love” 

You gently turned to Johnny and he was already looking at you. 

“Well the boss baby wants to seat next to you”

You swore to the heavens that you saw his eyes sparkle as a loving smile crept into his face. The movie began as the three of you sat in your chairs. Once in a while, Johnny would be giving comments about the movie to your daughter that would make her giggle. 

“I want a unicorn doll like that too! Mommy, can you buy me one?”, your daughter exclaimed.

“But you just got a new doll today my love”

She was about to make a sad face but then turned to Johnny on her right, “Mister Johnny can you buy me that unicorn doll please”.

It was embarrassing for you to see your daughter ask your boyfriend for a new toy when he just gave her a present earlier and on their first official meeting. 

“We can drop by the-”

“Rosy, I said no.”, cutting him off with your hushed voice. Johnny looked like a scolded puppy after. 

“Okay, sorry mommy.”, she may be a handful at times but your daughter knows when she crossed the line and sees when you’re already upset with her.

That little situation did not break the great mood of the three of you. You all still managed to proceed with watching the movie and enjoyed it especially with your daughter. 

After the movie, you went to a kid’s playhouse at the next mall. All three of you went inside and played with your daughter. It’s been a while since you laughed so hard that you ended up crying. You tried the slide, the ball pit, and even played cafe with your daughter as the waiter. And Johnny? Everytime you looked at him to check if he was also enjoying, all you could see were his dimples and his big smile. He was making these exaggerated expressions just to show your daughter how delicious the plastic cupcake was. 

After a while, everyone was hungry from all the activities you did in the playhouse and decided that it was time to get dinner. You opted for fast food since it was quicke and you can’t handle your hunger. Also, it’s your day-off and junk food is definitely a must. You and your daughter sat down as you found a table and Johnny insisted that he’ll order. While waiting for him, you grabbed your daughter’s backpack and checked if all of her things were complete, you don’t want a crying kid in the middle of the night because a certain doll was missing. Fortunately, everything was already in her bag. 

“Did you enjoy today sweetheart? What do you think of the movie?”

“I love the movie! I really want that unicorn doll mommy, but I won’t ask for it now maybe next time”

“How about Mister Johnny, did you enjoy his company today?”

“Well, Mister Johnny is very-”

Rosy was cut off by Johnny and one of the staff as they put down the trays of your orders. All of you instantly got your hands on each of your orders, munching them down happily as they fill your stomachs. Rosy didn’t get to finish what she was supposed to say because the kid was famished after exerting all of her energy in the playroom.You didn’t mind because food was the only thing in your mind as soon as you saw your orders. Both you and Johnny also enjoyed the food as much as you can. It was a good feeling just to fill up your stomachs and sit for a while after what you did in the playhouse.  It was hard for two adults to chase after an energy filled kid in the ball pit. 

While you were eating your dessert, you noticed that your daughter was trying to fight her sleepiness. She had her little spoon on her right hand and her sundae cup and she had her head leaning from to back and her eyes closing bit by bit as she refused to let sleep have her. 

Eventually,  she concedes and gives you her sundae for you to finish. And as always, she wants to sit on your lap, lean her body to yours and make you soldiers her pillow. This has always been her comfortable position whenever she sleeps. Even at home when she has a nightmare or something, she’ll go to your room and ask to be held like this. 

Johnny was just staring, admiring rather, the situation in front of him. He really doesn’t have any explanation as to why he is smiling ear to ear when all you did was to have your daughter sleep on you. It was cute, he can say that. From how Rosy was fighting her sleepiness to eventually reaching out for you so she can sleep. Maybe, it was the fact that he can really see your relationship and bond with your child. It was admirable. Just how much a mother can love their child. He makes a mental note to talk to his mom one of these days.

“Why are you smiling?” you asked with a chuckle. “Do I have chocolate syrup on my face?”

“No, you’re fine. Sorry I was staring. She just looks very cute trying to finish her sundae but now she’s totally knocked out in your arms.” he explained. 

“Well that playhouse really did its job on exhausting my hyper active kid” you said.

He agreed with a suppressed laugh.

“Johnny,” you paused for a second.

“Yes?”

“Thank you for being with us today. I’m sincerely grateful. I know you had a lot of patients yesterday, and instead of just resting at your home for today, you still chose to be with us.”

“Y/n, I wanted to be with you today. And being with the two of you today made me the happiest I’ve ever been in for some time now.”

He said those as he reached for your hand across the table and held it with so much love. All you could do was to give a nod and a smile because what he just said was sincere, and full of love. He said all of those while looking straight into your eyes making sure that you see and feel all of the sincerity that he has. 

After a few minutes of staying at your table, you told him that  it’s probably time to go because both of you are already tired and your daughter would definitely have a more comfortable sleep in her bed. 

You placed Rosy in the back seat of his car before seating on the passenger’s seat. He also made sure your daughter was comfortable while on the way to your home by giving the small neck pillow he has. It was somehow a long drive so you both had small conversations of the day you just had. 

“I think she really enjoyed today and especially the playhouse. I was very happy to see her run around while laughing.” you shared.

“Us chasing her in the ball pit could replace my cardio workout for the whole week.” he laughed as he said it. It may sound like a joke but you think it’s true given that you also experienced how tiring it was at the playhouse. 

When he heard your small yawn he urged you to also take a nap and he’ll ust wake you up when you all arrive at your house. You said no because you still want to talk to him and know what he thinks about the festivities of the day. You want to know whether today changes anything for your relationship. In the past when you let the people you date to see all of you, as a doctor, a woman and as a mom, you can see them thinking twice about playing a role in your daughter’s life. Not that it means that you planned to marry all of your exes in the past when you were still together, but of course you needed to see how they are with your child. You don’t expect all of them to be instantly a father figure to Rosy, rather someone you see that can form a bond with her. This day was supposed to be a way to know if he’ll really be someone you’ll have by your side for a long time. You wanted to know how he sees your daughter and how he sees you, not just a colleague he eventually dated. You are already very sure about him, you just wanted to know if he is too. 

He was already in front of your house and parking his car. It’s now or never. You should get answers to your questions. 

With all of these thoughts you decided to ask him. 

“So, what do you think of today? I mean, spending time with us, with Rosy specifically?” you said it gently. 

He turns the car engine first before turning to you.

“As I’ve said, being with the two of you today made me very happy.” he says as he reaches for your hand to hold it. 

“I’m both happy and grateful that I was able to meet her and see you in a different light. You know, not in scrubs and not stressed out in the hospital. I know that you don’t let a lot of people see the different sides of you, and I’m thankful and honored that you gave me the chance.”

Everything that he was saying was like a warm comforting hug to your soul. 

“I hope this is not the last time I can spend time with both of you. I hope we can see another movie, bring Rosy to a play house. I hope we get to see Despicable Me 2, if there will be any in the future, all together.“

Emotions were flooding your brain. You were beyond happiness knowing that he wants to be in your life. You gently cup his face and kiss him lovingly. He kisses you back and every move of his lips feels like he’s letting you know how much you mean to him. 

A few seconds after you broke the kiss since you heard your daughter call for you. It looks like she woke up a bit and looked for you and then went back to sleep. 

You two got out of the car and Johnny insisted on carrying Rosy to her bed. You carried all of your things as he waited in the front door for you to open it. You entered first and settled your bag and your daughter’s things on the sofa. Johnny went straight to Rosy’s room to place him on the bed. You follow them to the bedroom and Johnny has already placed her down. You were debating on your mind whether to change her clothes while she’s asleep but you decided not to because you're afraid she’ll wake up and then have trouble going back to sleep. 

Johnny bids goodbye to you since he doesn’t want to bother you anymore and let you rest. You walk him to your door and you give him a bear hug and a kiss as you remind him to drive safely and message you when he arrives home. 

As you see his car leaving your driveway, you close and lock your door. You passed by your daughter’s room as you were going to the living area to get your bag. 

“Mommy…” Rosy softly calls for you.

You check on her and see her eyes opening slightly to look for you. 

“Yes baby? Do you need anything?”

“Will there be another Despicable Me movie?”

You stifle a laugh because you think she was just dreaming about the movie and still thinks she’s dreaming while talking to you. 

“Well, there could be. We’ll watch it together I promise.”

“With Johnny?”

That was unexpected.

“If you want, he can come too.”

“I like watching movies with him. I always want to watch movies with him.” your daughter said those words in a mumbling way as she went back to sleep. 

You place a kiss on her forehead as she sleeps.

Maybe movie days are going to be for the three of you from now on. 

Author's note:

Hi everyone! At last, I finished this piece and posted it. I started writing this on October but I just finished it this week. I had to focus on my studies for a while when October was coming to an end. I needed to finish everything because I am on my last semester for my undergraduate degree. Happy to share that I am finished with my degree and I'm just waiting for graduation day!

I hope you enjoy this work, and I was able to convey how warm and loving Johnny is from my point of view. I used Rosy for the kid's name because I like the name itself, and it's the name of a woman I truly admire and she makes my day better and brighter. Also, try searching the other meanings of the word 'rosy' I hope that will make sense why it's the title. Hint: its synonymous to optimistic and promising.

I'll try to write more I'm inspired by a dating/romantic TV show now so maybe I'll write about that and of course him being at the NYFW, I'll do something with that.

much love,

dreamer

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Unbreakable

Chapter 3

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: bit of fluff I guess

Word count: 1.9k

A/N: we finally have the next chapter. Bit dialogue heavy but reader gets a friend

Series masterlist

Ch. 2

The little bell above the door rang, again. Every time it did you looked up hoping to see your new friend walk through. After another few minutes you see Lisa scanning the dining area. Her eyes light up when she sees you and a warm smile grazes her lips as she gets closer. She gave off cool aunt vibes with her up to date clothes and accessories. Her honey blonde hair falling just about her shoulders and the confidence that just shone through as she walked further into the space.

“Hi, I hope I didn’t keep you waiting.” She said once she sat down.

“Not at all. I got here a little early.”

“Have you been here before?” Lisa asks as she looks at the menu.

“A few times. They’ve never given me trouble for having Marvin. Some other places have been a bit of a pain.”

Lisa leans to the side to see Marvin sitting calmly at your side. She smiles as she straightens back up.

“He’s gorgeous. Is he a service dog or a support dog?”

“Service. My therapist thought it would be a good idea to help with my ptsd and anxiety. I’ve had him for a few months now and he’s done wonders.”

“That’s good to hear.” She replies before the server takes both of your orders and then leaves. “And how long have you been going to the group?”

“A few weeks, I really didn’t want to at first but it’s helped knowing that there are other people that have gone through similar experiences. That I don’t have to feel ashamed about it. How about you?”

“Well I don’t go as regularly as I used to. What I went through happened about ten years ago. I’ve healed and I’ve moved on but sometimes I’ll have a nightmare or if I have an argument with my new partner I get anxious so going to a meeting helps.”

“Oh,” that piqued your interest. “So you’re seeing someone?”

“Yes, my partner and I have been together for three years now. She’s wonderful and so understanding. Do you think you’ll ever see yourself dating again?”

You shake your head and sigh.

“Don’t worry, I used to think the same thing. Actually my girlfriend and I started out as friends and it developed into something more.”

“That’s lovely. I don’t know if I’d ever be able to be in a relationship again but I’m not closing myself off to the possibility.”

“That’s all you can do.” She smiles.

“Can I ask you something else?”

“Of course.” Lisa says.

“Was your last partner also a woman?”

“Yes, a lot of people have a difficult time accepting that women can also be abusive. It didn’t help that she was also extremely manipulative.”

You just nod in acknowledgment as the server shows up and places your food down.

For the next few minutes you ate and just learned a few things about each other, like what you did for a living and about your families. The more the conversation flowed the more you realized you had in common.

“You know something that helped me get control of my life back was learning how to defend myself.” She said after taking a sip of her drink.

“How so?”

“Well I learned how to handle and shoot a gun. Maybe you should look into it.”

“I don’t think I could ever shoot a gun.”

“It doesn’t have to be a gun. Maybe some form of karate or boxing. If you know how to defend yourself, you’ll be more comfortable around people. You could even have a friend go with you. Do you have friends?” She asks softly. “If not, I'm more than happy to go with you to a few classes.”

Would you consider Steve as a friend? Maybe. He was, however, an Avenger. Maybe he would be willing to give you a few lessons.

“I have a friend, kind of.”

“What does ‘kind of’ mean?” She leans forward.

“I’m still getting to know him, so I haven’t fully decided but maybe if he is willing to do this with me that means I can start to really trust him.”

“Who is this friend?”

“His name is Steve.” You mutter and she smiles.

“That’s all I get, his name? What does he do?”

“Uh-“ you blank for a second, unsure of how to answer. “He used to be in the military. He’s a security guard of sorts. He’s very nice. I actually met him when I sat in at a wrong group meeting.”

“Hhmm, he sounds interesting. Is he cute?”

You choke on your drink and cough.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” Lisa says with a laugh.

“Uh I have noticed that he is attractive and very… fit.”

“Do you like him?”

“No,” you shake your head. “Not like that. I couldn’t.”

“Ok, I believe you. But still, ask him if he’d be willing to go with you and then let me know.”

You nod and you each place money down for your meal. Outside Lisa asks if it’s ok to give you a hug which you accept. It’s the first hug you’ve received in at least a year and a half. It made you realize how much you craved being close to someone.

After finally reaching your apartment, Marvin jumps up on the couch and gets comfortable. His eyes follow you around, when he can’t see you his head shoots up. He relaxes once again when you walk back out in sweats and a t-shirt.

You scratched Marvin behind his ear with one hand as you stared at your phone in the other.

“What do you think Marv, should I call or text him? I don’t even know what I would talk about though.”

Your phone vibrates in your hand and you jump, dropping the phone in the process. Marvin huffs as you scramble to grab it only to be surprised at seeing Steve’s name on the screen?”

“Hello?” You answer.

“Hey Y/N, it's Steve.”

“I know.”

“Yeah,” he chuckles to himself. “Don’t mind me, I'm just tired.”

“Oh, any particular reason?”

“I just got back from a two day mission. It wasn’t great.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. Are you ok?”

“Yeah I’m fine.”

“You don’t have to lie to me, you know. So what’s up?”

“I just wanted to hear your voice.” He says after a moment of quiet. “I don’t want to dump anything on you, I’d just like to think about something else, if that’s ok.”

“It’s more than ok.”

“Did you do anything fun today?”

“I actually did. I had lunch with someone from my group. I think we’ll be good friends. She’s really nice.”

“That’s good. It’s good to have friends that you can rely on.”

“Steve?”

“Yeah?”

“Would you like a friend to rely on?” You asked softly. Already aware that two of his closest friends were gone. That he was as lonely as you were, maybe even more because people turned their backs on him for not saving everyone.

“I would like that very much.”

“Dog park in 20?”

“I’ll see you there.”

It was a bit chilly even with the sun still out. You opted for wearing something warm, there was no need to impress Steve. Marvin was running around chasing the ball you had thrown from your place on the blanket you had laid on the ground. Steve shows up a few minutes late with two bags in his hands and a cup holder. He smiles as he sits down but it doesn’t reach his eyes.

“Hey, thanks again for the invite.” He says as he grabs a cup and holds it out for you. “Hot chocolate.”

You hesitate for a moment but take it. It was nice of him to get you a warm drink and you had to remind yourself that not everyone was trying to hurt you.

“Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it. Where is Marvin? I got him something if that’s ok.”

You nod before taking a sip of the drink. Marvin comes running back with the ball you’d thrown in his mouth. Panting and happy. He lets go of the ball when he sees Steve and takes a few steps in his direction. Marvin sniffs around Steve before bumping his head against the latter’s chest. He does it again and Steve looks from him to you confused.

“Is everything ok Steve?” You asked as Marvin whined.

“Yeah, what is going on with Marv?”

“You’re very anxious and he’s trying to get you to interact in order to help you calm down. So go on and pet him.”

You push your glasses up as you wait for Steve to do as you ask. He sighs and starts to scratch Marvin behind the ears, it’s slow until he’s fully petting Marvin. You can see his shoulders relax and a small smile appear after a while.

“Want to talk about it?”

“I just saw someone that reminded me of my friend.”

“Sam or Bucky?”

“Sam.”

“Tell me something about him.” You say quietly.

“Let’s see, I met him six years ago while I was working in D.C. he used to work helping veterans with PTSD. He’s funny and laid back.”

“Are you trying to set me up on a date with him? Because if you are, count me in.”

Steve smiled in your direction.

“We used to go running together in the mornings. Even if I outran him, he didn’t care. When I couldn’t trust anyone he opened his home up to me, no questions asked. We had this routine where he wrote out a list of must watch movies that I’d missed and we would watch them together. He really is funny and very compassionate. Even when he has his own problems he finds a way to help others. Sam is a good man and I just fucking miss him.” Steve sniffled and then cleared his throat.

“He sounds great.”

Steve just nodded. “Anyways, I got Marvin a puppuccino and a dog toy.” He took the lid off the extra cup and held it out for Marvin, who immediately accepted it.

Once he was done he took out a frisbee and threw it giving Marvin a perfect reason to run off. The two of you sat in comfortable silence for a few moments, then you started talking about nothing important but still entertaining. Before you realized it, it was time to leave. Marvin had made his way over to you and didn’t fuss when you put on his vest and leash on again. Steve, always the gentleman, helped you up.

“Um Steve?”

“Yeah?” His gaze is fixed on you. It’s still amazed you how he seemed intimidating and even scary but right now with the gentleness in his demeanor he looked as vulnerable as you felt. You had been thinking about it since he talked about Sam and if you ever wanted to move past the abuse you lived you had to take a first step. Steve had always made you feel safe enough to want to take a step in the right direction.

“Do you still have that list?”

“I do.” A tiny glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes and you knew you were making the right decision.

“I thought that maybe you’d like to cross one off the list. With me… and Marvin of course.”

“Yeah, I’d like that a lot actually.” He smiles at you. It was different this time, hopeful.

“Ok. Does Friday work for you?”

“I’m free on Friday.”

You nod once and smile shyly up at Steve.

“I’ll see you Friday then.”

“See you then.”

You say your goodbyes and you leave with Marvin happily leading the way. Both of you anxiously waiting for Friday.

Ch. 4

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[unsleepingtales]

A lesson I have learned about myself in the past few months is no matter where in the world I am I will make time for fantasy high!

Greetings from Not Home, my sleep schedule is absolutely fucked. Without further ado let’s dive right into episode 18 (!!)

So. Picture the ocean.

Burth Bakarath <3

Yeah the fact that they’re allowed to hold the election off of school grounds is still wild to me

Oh my god MURPH came up with Gerard Neigh???? Love him so bad

Happy Birthday Me And Congratulations President Applebees

Ooh okay so they’re trying to get the nightmare king to fuck with the ship?

Sprak!

I love ship stats!!!!

As the birthday boy/most popular kid in school ☺️

The bad boys are steering the ship!!

I love the dynamic of the Most Powerful Girls In The World and The Coolest Guys

Hey guys be nicer to Jawbone please

K2 was such a gift to Ally

! My stepdad lives on a houseboat !

(Lou making panicked flailing sounds)

Emily. Fully making matcha.

I’m gonna do a full matcha ceremony!! It always makes the meth go down smooth!!!

What the fuck is happening guys. Am I out of it or is this just unhinged.

Classic back of house actions

I’m SO glad that Fight Me In The Sky is an enduring bit

ASO reference??

Take one and pass it on!

Oh my god look at the little party lights on the Hangman mini!! It’s so nice!!

There’s always time for a weird jawbone story!

Cmon mannnnn

We were all rooting for you!

Beautiful. Majestic. BAM.

Ooh what does Zac’s shirt say?? It’s blocked by the cloud. World Oyama something

I know it’s huge actually but the teeny tiny dragon mini is so cute

Yeahhh let’s keep it voting!

Murph’s hair looks very nice!

Zac’s shirt says World Oyama Karate!

What does knocked prone mean in this situation

Oooh Adaine had silvery barbs now!

Zac just Lives in crit city now

Gorgug Thistlespring the man you ARE…..

Keelhaul the fucking dragon hell yes

Thank fuck for uncanny dodge

Aaaaaaaa gorgug

And there’s the shot from the trailer!

We’re actually being attacked by dragons, we’re just making it fun!

I am trying to scroll tumblr as I watch the episode and I am fighting for my fucking LIFE to not get the Beardsley wild moment spoiled

Ayda!!!

‘Remember when we died?’ Oh you two are best friends who died together <3

Even the dragons look afraid

The nightmare king!!!!

Oh that hand is so coooool

Damage thresholds are so great

Oooooohoho Eugenia love you

Ain’t no party like a seacaster party cause a seacaster party blows up!!

I’m so glad that Riz likes his teacher now

I’ll be nearby! But I Have To Go

Steve Kornacki mention !

Have they guaranteed that everyone at the party is voting for Kristen? That’s just a given at this point?

I love the rain animation so much but it is kind of distracting unfortunately

Adaine Abernant PARTY WIZARD

Oh FUCK

God they keep saying Gerard and it keeps catching me off guard.

Solo Baxter? No Sandra Lynn?

“(mouth full of almonds) Oh my fucking god” cc writers ilyyyy

Zac was that to the tune of grandma got run over by a reindeer

They work together so well!!!!

I love Eugenia’s energy

I am gonna have it dissolve her. If it works.

She’s going to Hudol! She’s going steady with Perceval!

Literally 50/50 odds but we all know how this is gonna go

Zac fully dming this moment is beautiful

She might be pregnant??

You had your chance, and what you did was say blimey

She extrudes through time back to… England.

Heyyyy tornado!!!

Yeah how do you go back to plot after that

Oh fuck!

Oh god the editing for the sneak peek for next week was fantastic

[shrinkthisviolet]

For the AU ask! Maybe a CK future AU where Demetri and Eli are happily married??? I’ve just been craving fluff with them lately ^^;

So I've mentioned this before, but I think Hawk normally wouldn't be the type to get married...except that with gay people only recently getting the right to marry, he'd be all for it. Plus, Demetri points out why marriage is legally beneficial too

They still call each other the Binary Bros. A lot of people think they're friends, and are very confused when they correct them 😂 ("but...you call yourselves bros??" "Childhood nickname")

I've also mentioned before that I think they'd adopt a little boy! Hawk passing karate on to a little boy would be so sweet (and ofc the other Miyagi-Fangs would get in on it too 😂 with Sam in particular picking fights with him about it, with Demetri as the tired mediator)

I think they'd be the second to get married, after Samguel. Keenry (or Torisha, YMMV) would get married later. He and Demetri grow old together and live a long, happy life

Hawk is secretly really sappy 🥰 but he'll deny it until the end of time (Demetri finds his nerdy, sweet husband very adorable, and has no problem with Hawk reserving his soft side just for him)

send me an au and i’ll share 5+ headcanons about it!

[zappedbyzabka]

Incoherent but: do you ever think about how Kreese is very clearly a capable person who doesn’t want anything other than to teach Johnny his karate, and so chooses to be homeless after losing him as a student? Or about how Johnny met Kreese at such a young age that he doesn’t know who he is without him, even years after the fact, and still emulates both his body language and working class status? Or how how excited Kreese must have been to learn that Johnny still adheres to his fascistic programming years after the fact, and thus still seeks his approval???

Because I do

YEAH I DO

Johnny: *cuts contact with Kreese after he tries to choke him out*

Kreese:

That man was struggling without Johnny. He had this belief that Johnny was the one who needed him because he was just a sniffling little boy tender from abuse when they met. A little lamb, begging for a wolf to help him when all it sounded like he was saying was "eat me." Kreese knew Johnny was special from the start, had a determination akin to his own and a fear deep inside him like a certain tall fellow with a ponytail, so he trained him to protect himself accordingly.

But he also wasn’t like Kreese or Terry at all. He tried so hard to be aggressive and cold and watch out for weaknesses, strike the enemy where it hurts most. He tried to like the taste of "victory", but it was bittersweet—much more bitter.

Kreese found him a few times after the tournament, I’m sure, and seeing Johnny still surrounded by Brown and them yet looking a little out of it—so much less lively but still as prickly as Kreese crafted him to be—had a sick regret and fury building tight in his chest like a fist. Like the way he felt when Betsy’s ex hit her outside the diner.

Kreese hates losers and he missed Johnny. He cared about him more than anyone, goddamit.

Betsy’s ex, he realized, was no worse than him. He’s no better than a woman beater in a varsity jacket.

But in no way would he take all the blame. Johnny would have come back if it hadn’t been for LaRusso and that tiny, wretched old man getting to his head.

Terry’s always happy to see him, welcomes him with open arms, and practically shoves money in his pockets. Which is why he knew his comrade could help him, because he owes everything to him for saving his ass back in ‘Nam.

It helped for a while. Being with his dearest friend and conspiring on the phone together. Butting shoulders. Making Daniel’s knuckles bleed the way his Sensei made Kreese’s bleed in front of his champion and all his Cobras.

But then LaRusso ruined everything for him again.

Everything was colored by loss again.

He knew Johnny must have heard about Daniel’s triumph despite Terry’s and his best efforts—he knew Johnny probably heard he was there, and that was the worst of it to him.

Terry offered him another trip to Tahiti as an apology and said that he’d love to finally meet Lawrence, that he could help his captain get him back, but make sure he still stayed in his place under Kreese. He declined; Terry failed, and Kreese couldn’t let the man fumble with Johnny. So, he faked his death instead.

Years later, Johnny brings him back to life. Johnny mistakenly bares his neck and gets choked again.

[silverusso]

Been thinking about terry spoiling Mike and Daniel in kk3 or maybe the 90s they just are both his little sugar babies that he fucks on the regular and they are both so cute and sassy and he just loves watching them go at each other which leads to rough making out and sex and he is just enjoying both his boys like he loves them both and spoiling them and then in cobra Kai they just all take cobra Kai away from Johnny and all run it together

I have had an idea similar to this that's just been stewing in the back of my head basically since season 5. (Can't say whether I'll ever write it) but here's the premise:

Set after the AVT -Mike still loses- but Terry pays to smooth things over so Mike & Cobra Kai don't get banned. He also pays to keep the loss hush-hush so it doesn't tarnish Mike's reputation bc he plans to sponsor Mike as Cobra Kai's poster boy (Mike's a national champ after all and already pretty well known considering he's in karate magazines) but with someone like Silver sponsoring him? He's really living the life, flying all over the place to compete in bigger and better tournaments, doing interviews and photoshoots and commercials etc ((he's my boy and and i will give him everything ck didn't dammit!)) He and Daniel both live with Terry and Danny's no less spoiled than Mike is, but per an agreement with Mr. Miyagi, Daniel doesn't compete like Mike does. Even so, he can do whatever else he wants (after all, Terry can and will finance anything Daniel could ask for). But Terry still has to make things right for Kreese so he gives him back his dojo in the Valley and even gives him back his star student Johnny (look i didn't really think that hard about how he manages to pull that one off. maybe brainwashing or spells are involved idk💀) anways, happy ending for everyone more or less except Johnny I guess lmao.

[thetempleofthemasaigoddess]

Being the group's bodyguard and being in love with Rose would involve...

Rose Weil x reader

This is probably going to interest absolutely no one, but I have been wanting to write it for years!

*****

🌹 You have always been a very active person, a lover of physical exercise. You have started to do combat sports when you were still a little girl: boxing, kick-boxing, jiu-jitsu, karate, muay thai, you have tried them all, becoming in the end a formidable fighter.

🌹 Your career as a professional fighter starts when you are still a little girl, and for years you are one of the most respected fighters in the country, winning many prizes and living your best life... until an head injury, received during the final of an important championship, puts an end to your fighting career.

🌹 The next few years are the saddest and most purposeless of your life; fighting was your life, the only profession you could ever practice, and you know you could never be happy as a shop assistant, a teacher or a lawyer. You have no education, since you left school as soon as you legally could to focus on your fighting career, you are too old to go back studying anyway, and while you still have some money put aside to support yourself, you know that sooner or later you will have to find something to do, instead of spending whole weeks watching sports on TV and crying over your sad destiny, but what? There is absolutely nothing that interests you, nothing you could give your blood for and that makes adrenaline run in your veins as stepping in the ring, or on the tatami, did...

🌹 The person who unexpectedly comes to free you from that torpor of melanchony and regret is Debbie Ocean, a former school friend you had lost contact with decades ago but whose family's reputation, and penchant for mischief, you still remember. A couple times in school you had intervened to defend her from some older students who had accused her of selling them fake test answer sheets (she had.). She remembered you, and had heard of your head injury and consequent fall into disgrace; and now she has come to recruit you for her heist as a... security specialist.  

🌹 "Listen, Debbie, I appreciate the offer but I am not going to kill or hurt anyone for you. I am... was... an athlete, not an hitman." "I am not asking you to hurt anyone; we are not even going to use guns"." she reassures you; she told you she just came out of prison, which is the least surprising thing ever "But we need someone to take care of the group's security in case someone tries to hurt us. You are a one woman army, (name); who could be better than you for the job? You will be paid, of course, and very well."

🌹 The offer is... interesting, you must admit, given the generous remuneration you are promised, which obviously would come in handy, as well as because, well, how often does a former school mate comes to enlist you in a band of jewelry thieves? You have always been a law-abiding person, but in the end Debbie does not plan on stealing from people who actually need the money, and this is the first thing that attracts your attention ever since the injury, diverting it from the sad, lonely routine your life has become.

🌹 If you are successful, you reason, you won't have to worry about money or search for a job ever again, which would be nice; and if you are not successful, and you and the rest of Debbie's band are arrested, at least you won't have to worry what you will do for the rest of your life, or at least where you will spend it...

🌹 “Ok. I’m in.”

🌹 Debbie brings the group together, and you are shaking hands with a suburban mom, an hacker and a street hustler, when your eyes fall on a shorter blonde woman... and your heart stops for a bit.

🌹It would be an exaggeration to say you have always been a fashion lover, or even just that you coordinate your outfits every day and follow the latest trends in the magazines, but Rose Weil was a pretty popular designer when you were younger, and it would have been hard not to know who she was. Surprisingly, browsing a fashion magazine you had found in the gym, or absent-mindedly watching a fashion show in TV as you waited for one that interested you, you discovered you actually liked her style: the clothes she designed were original, elegant yet practical, full of vibrant colors and original cuts. You would never feel comfortable with that sort of clothes, being more of a tank-and-shorts kind of woman and because you did not think you had the physique and the posture for it, but you liked what she did.

🌹 And you also liked her, a lot, since the first time you saw the petite blonde woman on TV answering to an interviewer's questions, your heart missed a beat; she was beautiful, and smart and talented, and who knows, maybe one day Rose would create a sportswear line, and then you could actually wear her creations...

🌹 Even though you were ready to bet she was twice as talented as any other designer in the country, Rose's latest collections had been panned by critics, and she had faded into obscurity. You had been strongly disappointed, feeling a sort of kinship with her -after all, had you both not lost what made you successful and fulfilled, either because the public did not understand your vision or you had not been quick enough to avoid a career-ending blow?- but you never thought you would see her in person... and here she is, in front of you, as beautiful as you remembered from the fashion shows you only watched because of her, even though they bore you to death...

🌹 "H-Hi, I am (full name), a former school friend of Debbie. I will take care of you - I mean, I will ensure the security of all of you." you introduce yourself, feeling way more nervous than at your most important matches, and praying she cannot see you are blushing. Rose shakes your hand as she looks you over, and while she had privately thought the group didn't need a bodyguard until a moment ago, she immediately decides she was wrong - or at least, that she is happy Debbie chose you for the job.  

🌹 In the following days you and Rose quickly become friends, and while you can't forget the huge crush you had on her, and that is back in full force now that you have actually met the object of your desires, you learn to appreciate her quirky, clever yet self-conscious personality, the capable designer who has been forced to join a heist because she is in debt with the IRS. You are a pretty odd couple but you get along very well, so much that Debbie and Lou decide to send you with Rose to Cartier to examine the necklace, acting as her assistant and bodyguard.  

🌹 You have never found anything as sexy and enticing as Rose's voice when she speaks French; she mistakes your blushing for envy and offers to teach you. You are initially resentful of Daphne, who Rose has to meet pretending to offer her services for the MET Gala, fearing the younger, sexy and self-assured woman will attract your friend's attention. It doesn't, since Rose has already started developing feelings for you.

🌹 The two of you discuss each other's fall from grace. You are outraged that the fashion world did not recognize her talent, while Rose is sincerely saddened a single blow was enough to end your career, many years before than you expected. You recognize that you are both going through a similar predicament: you have lost what you enjoyed doing and gave a direction to your life, and now you don't know what to do with your time in the future.

🌹 "You could go back designing clothes; once you have paid your debts, you could open a new fashion house, and sooner or later everyone will recognize how talented you are." you propose, and Rose thinks about it for a while before answering that while she cannot see herself working anywhere but in the fashion industry, she would rather re-start with something small, maybe selling her creations through a shop, to get her confidence back and learn from her past mistakes.

🌹 "I envy you; I cannot go back doing what I did, and there is nothing I could do, and be happy with it, but to be a fighter, so I don't really know what I will do with my life..." you sigh, and Rose, sitting next to you, looks at you, hating how dejected you look. "Could you not work in the world of combat sports, just not at a fighter?" she proposes, and you blink. "What?" "Well, as a talented fighter, there must be someone interested in your competence. You could become a trainer, or open a gym that focuses on teaching combat sports. There are also former athletes that become spokespeople, sport commentators, and a lot of other things. You could be anything you want, believe me; you are clearly tenacious and smart enough."

🌹 It is... an interesting idea, one you decide to seriously reflect on, but the thing you appreciate the most is Rose taking an interest in your life and complimenting you. You are enjoying the moment so much that when she timidly speaks again, you completely miss her words. "What? Sorry, did you say something?" "I... I was wondering if you wanted to get a drink, tonight. Wi-with me." Rose repeats; she is stuttering, but takes courage seeing that your expression is that of a woman who has received the best present of her life "There is a little bar not far from here..."

🌹 Obviously you accept, flattered and happy. You and Rose spend a lovely evening sharing a drink at the bar and then taking a walk in the city, talking and having fun together as if you had known each other for decades. You still think she is out of your league -and don't know she is thinking the very same thing about you- but enjoy her company nonetheless. At one point you stop next to a little park to admire the view, a man runs past you... and grabs Rose's bag, snatching it from her. She screams, and you, not even thinking about it, run after the man, that you soon reach and punch violently in the face, forcing him to leave Rose's bag.

🌹 You are breathless -you have trained as a fighter, not a runner, and that guy was fast!- but the grateful smile Rose gives you makes the effort more than worthy; and then she kisses you on the cheek in thanks, and you spend the rest of the night feeling on cloud nine.

🌹 In time, you also confess how much of a fan of her fashion house you have always been, which flatters Rose to no end. “I would have never worn them, though, obviously; your clothes, I mean.” “How so?” “Well... look at me.” you point out, surprised you need to explain it “I don’t exactly have the body tipe for high fashion, do I? A dress by you, no matter how elegant, would be wasted on an person as ungraceful as me. I have always worn sports clothing, jeans and trainers at best; with a dress and heels I would probably look ridiculous.” Rose does not comment, but you can clearly see she disagrees.

🌹 In the end, you and your allies' mission begins; you have to intervene three times to protect Rose and the others from those who would hurt you, and in the end you are 34 million dollars (34 million dollars!) richer; Debbie shakes your hand and thanks you for your help, while you admit you are the one who should be grateful, and you are, because she gave you the first opportunity to feel strong, capable, in control -in a word, alive- in so many years. You are not only talking about the heist and you both know it.

🌹 Still, when it is time for you and Rose to part, everything you would like to say to her, express your feelings, tell her how much you loved meeting her and wish to give your relationship time to evolve, does not come out. You have always been shy in matters of the heart, and telling another person you are interested in them is next to impossible for you, the intensity of those feelings notwithstanding. You strongly suspect that your crush for Rose has become something much more serious and enduring, but you need to tell her, because if you hesitate now, you might never see her again...

🌹 "So... it was great meeting you. Good luck for everything, take care of yourself." These are the last words you say to her, and you regret them as soon as they leave your lips, and Rose, who has been waiting anxiously for you to speak, looks so disappointed tears have filled her eyes. "Yeah... you too." she murmurs, and after an awkward hug, you part, seemingly forever.

🌹 Time passes. You return home and, acting on Rose's suggestion, open a gym to teach combat sports; you buy and refurbish an abandoned building, hire other former athletes you knew and respected from your time as a fighter as trainers, and offer free classes to kids from low-income families or neighborhoods. You soon find out you love it, much more than as a simple diversion to occupy your time with; you learned a lot by your trainers, even when you were already an experienced fighter, and it is a genuine joy to pass your experience and knowledge to younger athletes, to help them achieve their potential or even more importantly to give them a direction in life, a way to channel their energy in a constructive manner, teach them discipline and keep them away from the streets. Your good name as a fighter has not been forgotten and soon the gym attracts a high number of pupils, and so you keep yourself busy, and productive, and happy, for the first time in many years.

🌹You have heard that Rose has started designing clothes again, selling them through a shop she manages personally as she told you was her intention, but six months pass before you have the courage to look for her; your friendship had lasted only for a few weeks, the most insecure part of you keeps whispering in your ear, and while you had really bonded, whatever feelings she might have harboured for you must have been forgotten, maybe -and how it hurts to think that!- in favour of someone else, younger and prettier and more elegant... 

🌹 In the end you decide to try, no matter how embarassing it might be, because otherwise you know you will regret it forever. You wear your best clothes and even put some make up on, buy some flowers and go, determined to ask Rose out for a date. You come into the shop, find her fixing a beautiful dress on a mannequin... and when she sees you, she almost screams. "(name)! It is you!"

🌹She is clearly happy to see you, flattered to receive your flowers and happy to know you have followed her advice to open a gym, but before you can say -stutter, most likely- what you actually came to see her for, she quickly leaves to reach the back of the shop, and comes back a minute later with a large, flat box. "I would have come to see you soon. I am sorry it took me so long, this literally arrived this morning, I had to change the design five times because it never seemed right, didn’t seem you... but I hope you like it."

🌹 She offers you the box, that you open with shaking hands. Neatly folded inside there is a dress, the most beautiful dress you have ever seen, in the style that you had admired the most among Rose's creations, years ago, with coordinated shoes, a jacket and even jewels. It fits you perfectly, and you had no idea how Rose did it since you never told her your size -can she tell just looking at you, since after all she is an experieced designer? Or has she looked at, and cares for, you so much that she has memorized your body shape, as well as what you would look best in and be happiest to wear?- but of one thing you are sure: it is the best present you have ever received, not least because it is her gifting her to you.

🌹 "Thank you, I... I do not know what to say, I cannot wait to put it on..." you say, and Rose smiles, and for a precious, beautiful minute, it is like you are understanding each other, your fears and your hopes and your feelings, without the need to speak them out loud. You take a deep breath and add: "... maybe I could wear it to take you out for dinner, one of these nights?"

🌹Rose beams. "(name), nothing would make me happier."

[yandere-writer-momo]

An idea up for grabs:

You live in a technologically advanced world that allows you to buy an android of your favorite fictional character (all characters are life size and true to personality) so you buy a Hector Doyle bot. The androids have almost every quality a regular human being would have (body heat and sexual anatomy).

The problem is, he’s not very nice. It doesn’t matter how kind you are to him, he doesn’t speak much to you. And if he does, he’s very sarcastic. You take him out places and allow him to do what he pleases. Doyle always seems bored wherever you go. He reluctantly does activities with you but he doesn’t seem all that interested in your company.

Your friends notice and decide to come together to get you a new android. They found this one to be used and was to be scrapped so he was super cheap! This android was of Katsumi Orochi.

Katsumi is super sweet and funny. He’s a stark contrast to Doyle. Katsumi wants to do everything with you and he even tries to teach you karate. You start spending a lot of your time with Katsumi rather than Doyle. Katsumi is super affectionate and touchy.

Doyle is angry. He doesn’t like that you’re not paying him attention anymore. Why don’t you want to paint his nails anymore? Why don’t you want to watch your favorite movie with him? Don’t you want to go to that new bubble tea spot with him? That’s always been your thing…

You notice a shift in Doyle. He starts standing closer to you and trying to hold your hand. He starts doing more around the house. He wants you to look at him… look at him!

You don’t notice Doyle starting to stray off his code. He overrode his own hard drive and became completely sentient. Doyle was desperate for you attention again… he was going to k!ll Katsumi to have it…

Doyle was amazed Katsumi stopped him before he could stab him. Katsumi smiling widely at Doyle. Turns out both of them were sentient.

Katsumi explained to Doyle that he fell in love with his last owner but they weren’t as nice as you were… not as sweet. Katsumi was happy to be rehomed here and he wasn’t going to let Doyle take this away from him.

The two boys decide to share you. You notice a change in their demeanors but you were happy they were gettin along.

Poor you.

[thebrightmillenial]

✈︎ 𝙢 𝙮 𝙩 𝙖 𝙙 𝙖 𝙨 𝙝 𝙞 𝙝 𝙘 ' 𝙨

C o n s t a n t u p d a t e s

Tadashi is asexual greyromantic with the preference of all genders.

Despite his brilliant, golden child reputation, he is the total opposite during prank wars. His pranks are often explosive to the point even Hiro sometimes wonders how someone like Tadashi even pulled it off.

He loves the warmth of fireplaces. They make him feel relaxed and also bring pleasant memories of his parents – sitting by the fireplace and playing board games is a great example.

He has the entire Hamada Brothers book memorized and somehow never fails.

He is competitive while playing videogames. He doesn't ever lose a Mario Kart game though. Whether it's on a Wii or a DS, he always wins. And that always ends with a showdown between Tadashi and Fred – who claims he can beat him (he really can't)

He isn't very fond of wings. He prefers pizza – as long as it doesn't include fish or pineapple/any sort of fruit in it. He finds it insulting as a pizza lover.

He is autistic and left-handed. He has cursive handwriting – the same one he learned in primary school – and he tends to hyperfixate. He also is equally excited over comic books, as Fred is, he just avoids showing it.

He will be happy wearing plaid. If there is something he can't live without besides his SFIT hat, blazer and cardigan combo, is plaid. His plaid pajamas especially. He just loves plaid so much.

Tadashi didn't program Baymax to act drunk when he had low battery. In fact, Tadashi not once let his battery drain, therefore he was caught by surprise when it actually happened before his eyes.

Would he be in the team, his suit would be bronze, because his favorite color is a coppery orange. He just loves any shade of orange and brass.

Tadashi quit karate when he turned seventeen, just months before starting at SFIT. He had started karate when he was five and the last time he taught Hiro karate himself, Hiro was nine and Tadashi sixteen.

Tadashi isn't fond of rides. They often make him feel uneasy. Yet his suit would have had a glider, which had been Hiro's idea. He found out the hard way.

Tadashi started SFIT at the age of seventeen and is on a five year course within the branch of robotics and medical engineering. He wanted to revolutionize the medical industry which has been a dream after his parents died.

Tadashi's parents died in a car crash that he and Hiro were in, both surviving. They were sent to Cass a year later, who was their mom's sister.

He is really good at archery. He can also bake very well, yet he can't cook to save his life.

Tadashi is so fussy when someone gets hurt. Hiro trips down the stairs? It's not that bad? He would make sure that his brother's foot is properly cared for and nobody can stop him when he gets like this. GoGo should know. He always fixed her or anyone caught in the crossfire of the "no brakes electromag bike".

He gives the best advice and hugs but doesn't always follow his own advice.

He loves singing along to his favorite songs – Hiro ironically called him a Disney princess because of that, which he merely looked at him flatly and shrugged, telling him he was. — not my headcanon

He actually really enjoys taking selfies with Honey Lemon. He has an entire book of just crazy pictures he and Honey (and sometimes the rest of the team) have together

He and Honey Lemon are very platonic and if they were ever in a relationship, it would be a queer platonic relationship. They get along so well and are cuddle buddies.

Tadashi started to wear glasses after a while, but he often prefers to wear contacts. He just finds glasses a little bothering.

Tadashi is often the peacemaker, but if it ever concerns his brother's safety, then exceptions maybe have to be made.

He and Wasabi are very similar when it comes to organizing themselves, only Tadashi is more lenient. He allows some mess as long as it gets taken care of later. He also spends at least twenty minutes polishing his moped on a daily basis.

He actually likes Mochi a lot and Mochi liked him too. Sometimes during movie nights, he and Hiro would cuddle with Aunt Cass to watch a movie and Mochi would lay at his feet.

He is scares of large bodies of water. It just isn't it for him.

He can't draw anything other than stick men. He still loves doodling them, even then. Just for no reason too.

He is allergic to walnuts and hazelnuts. Not severely though, but he still can't eat it without getting a reaction. It's funny because his father also had a walnut allergy.

Tadashi likes learning new things so he tries anything he can possibly find. Archery, candle-making. Only thing he'd be a little hesitant to try are those that can cause life threatening situations such as parachuting and flying with Hiro on Baymax.

His favorite go to pizza is pepperoni, mushroom and black olives and he doesn't get anything from McDonald's merely because of his allergies. He is too cautious.

Tadashi was scared of the dark until he was thirteen years old.

[gemini-sensei]

Imagine poly!Demetri, Eli and shy!super quiet!Reader are happy and content being losers and nobodies. They're stay under the radar and quietly plan out their lives after high school together. They have each other and that's all they need, who cares if the bullies are big and mean? Life won't be like that forever, right? They just bow their heads and hope no one notices them, but most of the school know they're dating and sometimes they get mocked for it.

Then enters Miguel Diaz, their new friend who at first doesn't even realize the three of them are dating. Then he witnesses Eli kiss Reader's cheek after walking her to class only to Then witness him and Demetri holding hands not an hour later. He's so confused, but he asks before jumping to any conclusions and Demefri explains that they are intact all dating each other. They've been best friends for years, so not only was this the natural progression of things, but they all developed feelings for each other and started a relationship over the previous summer.

Miguel is cool with it, he just needed some clarification. He loves hanging out with his new friends, though Demetri has no filter a good portion of the time. This leads to awkward situations where Miguel is forced to hear him outwardly express how turned on Demetri is only for the tall lanky boy to remember they have a fourth member in their party now and can't say shit like that. All it doss is fluster his partners.

But as time passes and Miguel eventually learns karate, then eli learns karate, things change. Miguel and Eli grown closer and Miguel starts to catch feelings. Only thing is, it isn't just for Eli, or Hawk as he likes to go by now.

He can't taking a quick look over at Hawk withing thinking about shy but sweet Reader and sarcastic but genuine Demetri. The three are practically inseparable. Reader is always tucked between the two and now that Hawk is tough, he wraps his arm around her and let's her hide her face in his neck. Demetri is always making jokes and getting a good laugh out of him. And Hawk...well, what's more to say about Hawk? He's amazing, talented, a total badass.

Miguel is smitten by each of them, but doesn't want to intrude on their relationship. Three is a party, but four is a crowd, right?

Then one day, Hawk asks Miguel to help Reader with her Spanish. He just simply can't do it anymore thanks to his extra training he's doing to bulk up for karate, so Miguel agrees. And he doesn't regret it.

Reader is so cute and soft spoken as they practice her Spanish. He's patient with her as she goes through the annunciations and grammar. He's so proud and happy when she gets it right and he cheers her on. She giggles and he's just starstruck by her, but gets caught staring. He tries to brush it off, but she saw... and she tells her boyfriends later.

Hawk and Demetri aren't upset by it. She's giggly as she tells them about how great of a tutor Miguel is and they are hanging on to every word she is saying. When she tells them about their friend's little staring problem, she gets a little flustered. They know it's because she's not used to a lot of attention from others and she's a bit insecure about her curvy, chubby body. They assure her that she's beautiful and that she's captivated Miguel's eye.

They make her hide her face in her hands with their compliments, which soon turn into verbal praise and then physical praise. Demetri kisses her neck while Hawk sucks on her bottom lip. She's moaning and squirming under them as they whisper about how nice it would be if Miguel was there.

About how his hands could be on her like theirs, fondling her tits or squeezing her thighs.

About the things he might say to her; call her beautiful, tell her about what a great kisser she is, he might even speak Spanish to her.

About how his lips could be on her too, between her legs where they know she needs attention.

They tease her with the thought of him and once they've had their fun, they all make a plane to ask Miguel out. If it doesn't work out, if he doesn't want that from them, it's okay.

And when they do ask Miguel, he jumps at the opportunity for a date. It goes well, of course. He fit in greatly with their little group.

He feels so lucky and happy to be able to kiss Reader while Hawk mouths at his neck and Demetri squeezes her sized, groping her and feeling her up. His own hands are all over her tits as she shyly pushes her tongue into his mouth. He moans deeply, but not just because of her but because Hawk has finally found the spot he wants to leave a hickey on. He's weak in the knees, but Demetri holds hols tightly on the waist as he and Hawk squish him and Reader between them.

It's the first time Miguel has been invited over to Hawk's place for a night and what a Hell of a night it's going to be 😈

[anxietyfluffy]

Wanted you ask for your headcannons for Frank, 💝💔👗🔪🥇🎭❤️‍🔥💄😭 ( I love that man so much! 😭💙)

BLUE HEART ANONNN i missed you dude!! and ofc!! we frank fans gotta stick together FYWGWEUF this will contain spoilers and the angst hc is a lil dark but that's how I do angst babey 💝: to me, Frank has always read as a physical touch and acts of service kinda guy. like, for example, he struggles a fair bit to tell Karen verbally just how much he loves her, but to show it he tends to touch and hold her a lot as well as help her out with things. the acts of service hc is even hinted at in canon cus Karen stated that he helps out fixing small electronic devices around the house. 💔: this is both a mix of my hc and au - and really what would probably happen in canon if this were to happen - but i don't think Frank can really live without Karen. like, in an au where Karen dies but Frank doesn't, i think Frank would probably off himself because the person he loves the most is dead. 👗: Frank has numerous Hawaiian shirts in his closet as well as the same coloured jeans. he doesn't care - or want to - wear anything else. ofc he will, and he has clothes other than Hawaiian shirts and jeans, but he loves his iconic Hawaiian shirt because its comfortable to him. 🔪: I think everyone agrees that Frank has anger issues, so i wont repeat the truth UYFEGWWFE but, with Frank's training in the military as well as the fact his job is pretty physical at times, he's trained in some forms of martial arts. though i can't see stuff like Karate, i see more Boxing, Jiu Jitsu, Judo etc etc. how to fight and take someone down if needed. I can also see him being really good at Jiu Jitsu and Judo UEWFYUFEW 🥇: I can see small and big things he's good at. like something small is I can picture him being amazing on the grill, but a bigger one is that I can see Frank being amazing at giving advice (though he sucks when it comes to taking it). as much as he's harsh, i feel like he's good at pushing people to do things that makes them happy, and I think he tries to get people to do things they love because for a while he struggled to understand just how important love really is. 🎭: Ooooh.. I don't think Frank would lie a lot honestly, but. He'd absolutely lie if it meant he was (or, at least he thinks he's) protecting his family. Though, you can always kinda tell when Frank is lying, because usually he's pretty blunt and honest. Sometimes too much. ❤️‍🔥: KarenFrank time teehee. Frank adores Karen, absolutely, and I can see Frank giving Karen this certain look anytime he sees her. I dunno how to describe the look other than just full of pure love. She could look absolutely messy, puffed out after trying to get the girls to stop playing in some mud or something, and Frank would still put his hand on her cheek and look at her as if she was the sun and he was the moon, basking in her light. 💄: I've given my physical hc for Frank a fair bit - the fact I see him as tanned, as well as having darker hair and more greying streaks - but recently I've used his skintone on his dead body (dark, I know) because the colour is around the same, but it looks more natural compared to the vibrant colours I tend to go for. Here is a screenshot of the way I colour-picked the skintone off of the bodies - I go for the midtone of said body instead of either the direct lighting or the deepest shadows.

😭: Well. There is an obvious answer to this one. But, instead of going that route I'm gonna explore how he felt more. I imagine Laura's death was the heavy ass stick on the camel's back. Because it was mentioned Frank was a solider before he was a cop, I'd imagine he'd have some sort of trauma related to that - especially with the fact he was in his 20s for a bit of the 80s, where a lot of wars happened. That likely PTSD mixed in with the death of his daughter probably made what was seemingly a small liking to whisky into an addiction, which lead to his life crumbling more when Karen divorced him. Might I add, they didn't even divorce because they weren't in love, it was heavily implied Karen was still in love with Frank, and then Frank was clearly still in love with her too, esp cus all the other women he got interested in in-game were just younger, more evil versions of Karen UEFGUFWE. From what I saw of the photo of Frank, Karen and Daisy - esp because she looks around 10-13 in that image while dying at 14-15, I presumed they were together - or trying to be together - for a bit, and then divorced. And even if Karen had full custody of Daisy, that image as well as Once Upon a Crime make me believe that Frank did have contact with Daisy, it's just Daisy didn't want to speak to her dad. Which, presumably, lead to more depression, and more substance abuse. This cycle only ends when he's dead - when he's with Karen and the girls again, and can live as a family all together again. It's clear that if Frank's family didn't crumble and fall apart - because of the actions of a dumb ass driver - we would have a very different Frank in-game. those are my hcs!! sorry its long i love talking abt the knight family sm and if given the chance i will ramble abt them.