#apologies to anyone named Timmy

[thatsbelievable]

[ughgoaway]

also omg?¿ you've probably seen the clips of matty completely breaking character upon seeing gabbriette in the front row (😭😭) like stop i literally cannot take how cute they are but....... its giving spotting teacher reader in the crowd and the way he just m e l t s entirely (the band teasing him after and even annie jumping in oh bye!!)

(he can't help but keep looking your way and the way he absolutely can't stop his smile from growing oh its so bad i fear...)

- (bff anon also needs to learn to stfu)

(THIS IS SO LATE I APOLOGISE BESTIE)

(its also not proofread so apologies for that too)

omg yes I literally must've watched those clips about 20 times over, every new angle that pops up I am LOOKING.

okay, okay, I'm imagining this is after you're already together and have been for a little bit. Obviously, you can't go on tour with him because you do have a job, and matty is MOPEY.

like he just won't stop waiting by the phone for you to text him. Anytime anyone's phone goes off, matty is jumping to his phone to check if it's you. Time difference makes it difficult, but you facetime and text as much as humanly possible.

even just little updates throughout the day, "the staff room had run out of tea bags. call the police." or "I know I shouldn't say this about a student, but ohmygod, timmy o'donnel might be the dumbest kid I've ever worked with. he'd 6, and he STILL spells his name with just one m. HOW!??!?"

sometimes, matty can't respond straight away (much to his disappointment), but when he gets back from sound check to see a text from you? my man is SWOONING. the boys all make fun of him for how giddy he gets, "dude you're like a teenage girl in a movie kicking her legs in bed and twirling the chord around her finger" "shut up"

It's not term time (do other countries call it that? like school time?? idk), so Annie is with Matty, but you're still in work on staff training days. the most boring days according to you

"I mean kids are hard work, but so is having to sit in a room with Mr. Smith for 5 hours as he tries to flirt with me" (needless to say, Matty is NOT a fan of Mr. Smith after this comment, but you assure him that no one could ever get you away from him, and you then tease him about the pink dusting on his cheeks when he hears that)

so one day, when Matty doesn't get a good morning text from you, his heart breaks a little, but he figured you had just woken up late and forgotten. but then lunch rolls around, and usually you Facetime and chat while you're on break, but still, radio silence.

he's worried, are you mad at him? Did he say something wrong? he messages asking if you're okay, but 5 minutes before he's due on stage, there's still no response. To say he's sad is an understatement. Everyone knows to give him a little space today because he is out of sorts.

but also, they know you're coming. you managed to convince your boss that you're sick (think mean girls "*cough cough" I'm sick") and sneak away to come to the Paris show. You had told the boys your plan, expecting some pushback or judgment. But, you got a unanimous "thank god" message because if they had to deal with matty missing you for one more day, they'd fly you out themselves.

you meet Mark outside, and he gets you in and has a spot at the front of the pit waiting for you. you are buzzing to see Matty, and you can't wait until he notices you in the crowd. You're wearing merch that you stole from his drawer, so you're hoping that will catch his eye.

matty gets on stage and distracts himself from thinking of you the whole show. The crowd is crazy tonight, and it's giving him the energy he needs. you're on Ross' side, and he clocks you immediately, waiting until Matty isn't looking when he waves at you sneakily.

the girls around you scream and swoon because who wouldn't when Ross waves at them? you giggle and wave back, but your eyes are immediately drawn back to Matty.

ever since that first concert, your eyes have been drawn to Matty, and seeing them live means so much more to you after that show. seeing it just brings you back to the night of your first kiss (working on this fic btw) and you feel giddy at the sight of him all smiley and dancey.

the good crowd and the sight of annie dancing around at the side of the stage keep matty pretty distracted, so for a good few songs, he doesn't notice you. but when he finally does? it's obviously to everyone in that room that he is looking at something he loves.

he is doing his usual stage antics but stops on the spot and does a double take when he sees you. you can hear the smile in his voice as he sings, but considering how wide it is on his face, you've sure the entire venue could see it anyway.

he finishes the song, doing his best to connect with the whole crowd, but he can not stop his eyes from drifting over to you. by the end of the song, he mouths to you, "I love you," whilst laughing in disbelief, and you just giggle and teasingly wave at him.

now does he call it out on stage??? perhaps... I think if he does he doesn't point you out or say your name he simply says, "I've just spotted by girlfriend in the audience, she's totally surprised me by being here so if the rest of the show is shit- you all know why"

I like to think the fans know matty has a gf but nothing else, no name or what you look like. because you're a non celeb, and he doesn't want you to have to deal with everything he does, and you don't mind either. any way you can stay out of the daily mail you're happy with

the show finishes, and it's not shit like matty said it's amazing as always. you get ushered off just before it ends to stand side stage waiting for matty.

you greet Annie when you get up there though, she's ecstatic to see you and asks whether you're staying, and you tell her you're there for the whole weekend and she shrieks and hugs you again and again. before the boys come off stage, someone comes and grabs Annie to wait in the green room. It's what's safest when there's so much commotion and movement.

she wanders off just as the boys come off stage, and you are immediately engulfed with just matty.

he hugs you, initially holding you tight and burrowing his face into your neck. He smells vaguely of sweat, wine, and cigs but somehow still smelt good.

he pulls back and hold you face between his hands, staring at you and flicking his eyes all over your face as if to confirm it's really you.

Once they hit your lips, he seems to remember he hasn't kissed you yet, so without a second thought, he pulls you in for a passionate kiss. you immediately moan at the contact, and matty uses the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. your hands rake through his sweaty curls.

a wolf whistle from Ross breaks you apart, and you immediately go red and hide in mattys shoulder, he's of course, unashamed and simply throws Ross a wink, which makes everyone around you burst out laughing.

about an hour later, you're all sat in the green room, and the teasing begins;

"mate you should've seen your face I thought you were about to faint"

"I don't think I've seen your eyes go that wide since Sarah Marshall flashed you her tits at your 18th" (George covers Annie's ears as he shares this anecdote, much to her annoyance)

"I'm surprised you remembered the lyrics after that. You forget them at the best of times"

"OKAY, OKAY, let's all calm down, enough of the teasing, please," matty begs

"You did look very funny though daddy" annie says with a giggle fiddling with ross' hair as she sits in his lap.

everyone laughed at Annie's comment and she lit right up, matty however groaned and burrowed his head into your chest, you teasingly said "there there, it's so hard being a simp I know baby" whilst petting his head.

the laughter continues, and he pulls back with a gasp, open-mouthed at your cheeky comment. but he soon settles back on the sofa and pulls you into his side, and before long, Annie comes running over and burrows herself in between the two of you.

both you and annie fall asleep on the sofa, and matty sneaks a picture before he wakes you up to go to the hotel.

it's his background for the next 6 months.

(also bff, never stfu I literally love you)

blurb masterlist here :)

[kteezy997]

Between Two Strangers//t.c.

Warning: slightly suggestive material

Time to get up. Work. Again. It was Wednesday and you hadn't been to the coffee shop all week, so you were going to treat yourself this morning. If you were late to work, so be it. They could fire you, sure, but good luck to them in finding your replacement. It was a crappy job, kinda crappy pay, but it was close to your place, and it wasn't super demanding.

This was going to be the highlight of your day. Iced caramel coffee with extra espresso. It was so damn good. They got it so right every time. You gave the workers a nice little tip in their jar and made your way out of the shop, suddenly smacking right into something-or someone, rather. Your coffee spilled, the other person's coffee spilled, it was an absolute mess.

"I'm so sorry!" you exclaimed, the Midwesterner in you was always the first to claim fault and apologize, not matter who caused the issue.

"No, no it was all me." said the young, curly-haired gentleman you had bumped into.

Your leg was cold from your ruined drink, but you felt worse for him. His coffee was hot, and it was splattered on his shirt. But he took it well and didn't say a word about the discomfort.

The workers were kind and came over quickly to help you both up off the floor. They insisted on cleaning up the coffee mess, and that it happens all the time.

You and the stranger thanked them most humbly and looked at each other. Wow, he was really cute. The kind of attractive that almost demands you to stare. He had the type of beauty that you don't come across often. Rich, dark curls, laying naturally on his head, black hoodie, gray sweatpants, and tall white socks tucked over the pant legs with sneakers. So normal, but somehow you could tell that he was so unique at the same time.

He was pretty for a man, eyes that screamed the color green, high cheek bones, sharp jawline, pale, nearly flawless skin, but he had a contrast of faint, dark stubble along his upper lip and chin that did a fine job of reminding you of his masculinity.

You smiled at him, and he smiled back, and you noticed a small smear of coffee on his cheek. "Oh, here, you got.." you took your napkin, folding it some and dabbing at the liquid spot on his cheek.

"Coffee." he finished for you, letting you blot it away.

"Yeah." you grinned. Wow, the eye contact. Fuck.

"Let me buy you a new coffee, please. It's the least I could do for running into you like that." he laughed softly.

"Okay," you nodded, "sure. Thank you."

..........

You hoped that the staff wasn't too annoyed by having to remake both drinks. But hey, they were all paid for, and Timmy gave them a hundred-dollar tip. You didn't know anyone who left that big of a tip for anything, much less a couple of cups of coffee.

Timmy. He told the cashier that the name for the order was Timmy.

You walked out of the coffee shop together and prepared to go your separate ways.

"Well, thank you for the coffee. It was nice meeting you." you said, sort of reluctant to leave this beautiful stranger, but you did have to work.

"Yeah, of course, of course. I'm sorry for all that in there. I'm Timmy, by the way." he held his hand out to you.

You smiled and shook his hand lightly. His hand was soft, which was a bit odd for a man, but perhaps not a man living in New York. Maybe he had an office job, like you. "I'm y/n. It was great meeting you as well." I wanna see you again.

He smiled too, showing you his cute and slightly imperfect teeth. "Enjoy the day, y/n." He said kindly, turning away to leave the coffee shop storefront.

"Wait, Timmy." you blurted. Maybe he'd want to hang out?

He turned back and looked at you, a tiny smile again.

"Would you want to grab lunch? I mean, you probably have plans today, and probably a girlfriend, but... I don't know, you seem really nice."

He chuckled, "Well, I don't have a girlfriend, um, but I have a meeting today, but yeah, I can do lunch. How about 1:30? You live around here?"

"My office is like five blocks away. 1:30 works for me."

"Okay, cool, give me your number, and I'll text you the address. I know a great place for us to meet." he put his hand out.

You happily handed your phone over. You were certain that he would probably leave you hanging, and not text or anything at all, but it was worth a shot.

He took your phone, furrowing his brow as he typed away, "You like sandwiches?" he asked.

"I love sandwiches." you answered.

"Perfect." he handed your phone back to you. "I'll be seeing you, y/n, gotta run."

...........

You felt like a schoolgirl with a crush on the new kid in class. Your brain was foggy at work. You couldn't think, at least not about anything work related.

Your phone buzzed at 1 in the afternoon. It was from your newest contact: Timothee. It was an address to a local sandwich shop. You were so ecstatic that he was going through with it. He seemed so genuinely nice that you believed that he would really meet you for lunch.

You got to the place a tad early, maybe it was just because you were excited to see him again. You hoped it wouldn't come across as tacky, being so early. you picked a table and waited.

1:30 came, but he was nowhere to be seen.

You ordered a drink to keep you occupied, but your spirits went down as the minutes kept passing, and you remained alone at your table.

Your phone showed 1:45 on the clock. No message from him, no sight of him. Disappointed, you sighed. You did one last look around the restaurant, before you stood up to leave, and you were completely shocked. There were the pretty, dark bed of curls.

"Hey, y/n!" Timmy called to you, rushing over to your table. "I am so sorry." he said, sitting down across from you. He seemed out of breath. "My meeting ran over and I pretty much ran all the way here."

"I thought you just decided not to come." you said with a shrug and a kind smile.

"Oh, no, no, I'm sorry. Please, let's get some food. I wanna make it up to you afterwards."

"That's really nice of you, but really, it's not necessary. Lunch is totally fine." you insisted.

"No, please, let me bring you over to my place this evening. I'm sure you have to get back to work soon but let me pick you up after. I promise I won't leave you hanging again."

You giggled, "Timmy, I don't even know you. You'd really pick me up?"

"Yes, I want to. We'll hang out, we'll do whatever you want."

"Hmm." you pondered, maliciously, "Whatever I want, huh?"

Timmy shrugged his shoulders, smirking, he said, "Look, I'm available for whatever service you might need."

You pursed your lips, "Okay."

He smiled, "Great. Have you ordered?"

You shook your head 'no.'

"Alright, I'll go order two of my favorite sandwich. Don't worry, I don't like any weird condiments or vegetables. You'll like it, I promise."

A/n: this isn’t my best but if I do a part two, it’ll be better lol

@gatoenlaciudad @thebetawolfgirl

[river13245]

Say Don't Go Pt 2

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Summary : After Joel utterly broke you. How were you going to mend the pieces back up? You shut yourself out from the world and basically stayed in your home for months on end. Who is able to bring you out of your hibernation and back into the light. And how do you begin to fall in love with someone again.

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It has been months since you had spoken to anyone, or even seen anyone. How many months...you weren't sure exactly. Just that the season had changed from fall to snow and now its beginning to warm up and turn into spring.

Spring and winter were your two favorite seasons. Summer was nice too just can become way to hot and you were a sweater person. Usually you would be out enjoying the weather and hanging with friends but you couldn't even go out. The only times you went out was to the store and straight back home.

You knew your friends were beginning to be worried even when you texted them like once every two months that you were very much alive. Just feeling to much to actually get up and pretend. It was too much.

Today however it had been a bit easier to get up and get a cup of tea. So you were standing by the counter with the tea in the kettle waiting for it to warm up when there was a knock on the door. You only questioned for a second who it was until it started opening up.

Heavy footsteps were heard, not Joel heavy but boot heavy and so you knew that it was Tommy who was the visitor. "y/n" He says in the living room as he takes off his shoes. "I'm in the kitchen"

His footsteps were lighter now that his boots were off and when he sees you he takes in your appearance. You were in one of your baggier hoodies with shorts on and your hair was messy and you looked tired.

Tommy walks over to you and places a hand on your arm lightly. "how about you go sit down on the couch and turn on a movie. Ill make you breakfast and bring it to you" you nod. "ill clean up after. Thank you" your hand rests against his arm lightly before you walk over to the couch and you turn on "the wedding date" which is one of your absolute favorites.

As soon as you turn it on and the music plays Tommy laughs and shakes his head. The two of you have been friends for many years and he would know this movie by heart. "Wedding date really?" he says in a teasing tone causing you to smirk and laugh softly. "you know you love this movie too"

He didn't respond because he knew that you were speaking the truth. Ever since you shown this too him all those years ago it became one of his favorites.

As you watched the movie he made your favorite breakfast and put it on this tray and put your tea on it too and then carefully walked it over to you and placed it on your lap. "thank you Timmy" you tease and he rolls his eyes at the name.

The first time the both of you ever met you had been told his name was Timmy so you called him that for about a week until someone told you and when you apologized to him mortified he just laughed and said it was okay. So that's where the joke came from.

He sits down beside you and gets comfortable. The both of you watch the movie and soon enough you finish your food and set the tray onto your table and sip on the tea. Sometime during the movie you gravitated towards Tommy and your head rests on his shoulder. his arm instinctively wraps around you lightly.

there's a comfortable silence between the two of you until the end of the movie and you go and pick the dishes up. He beats you too it and shakes his head. "I've got this, you however need to get ready. We are going out today" You look at him and go to complain but he gives you a look. "I'm not letting you stay cooped up in here one moment longer. We are going out, Ellie and Dina will be there too"

This shut you up because you did miss those two girls and so you walk into the bathroom and take a shower. You do your whole routine and let yourself relax and then when you finally get out you walk into your room and end up putting on a dark forest green shirt and black pants along with your black light jacket since there is a breeze outside. Then you do your hair and then when you look into the mirror for the last time you look better than you had in months. You have worked out over this period of time because you just needed something to do so you are more toned now.

When you walk back into the living room your kitchen is cleaned up and so is your living room and there is Tommy leaning against the wall on his phone. When he hears your footsteps he looks over at you and his eyes raise slightly. "You look really good" this causes you to laugh because his voice is softer than you've ever heard it and so you walk up to him and place your hand on his arm. "thank you"

He walks you to his car and then the both of you go to his place. Ellie's car is parked in the long driveway and so when the both of you walk into his home there Dina and Ellie are. Dina walks up and pulls you into a hug causing you to freeze momentarily before smiling and hugging her back.

Ellie takes a quick photo while Tommy looks at the both of you hugging as he smiles. Then when the both of you pull away she speaks "How are you doing? Are you alright?" Ellie comes up and gives her a look and she stops the questioning.

You look at her and smile "I think I'm feeling a little better since Tommy came. Maybe I did need to get out of my own home" She smiles and then Ellie pulls you into a hug and you hold her close for a moment before she pulls away and gives you a look "you look terrible. Have you not been sleeping"

A sigh escapes you and shake your head "not really but I'm fine. Ill sleep tonight" You were going to say something else but then Tommy walked in with a dog beside him and your eyes go wide. "oh my god when did you get a dog?!"

He looks at you and shrugs "I didn't. You did. Its yours, I know you have wanted one" The dog runs up to you and you kneel down for it to jump up and lick your face. You say some cute things to it as you pet it. "im naming you Dug"

This caused a laughter to go throughout the room and Ellie to ask "did you seriously just name your dog after the one from UP" When you look over at her you nod "yes I did"

Ellie and Dina joined you and pet the dog and you guys just sit down and play with the dog for a while. Tommy had taken a moment to just look at you. You were smiling as you and the dog played. He felt something ache in his chest for just a moment as he looked at you but he was quick to walk into the kitchen.

Eventually you all go to the living room. You order take out food and just talk. Tommy talks about the job and some things that have happened and the girls tell you about literally everything. Telling you stories about people and their own personal lives.

It was a great day and you missed these people but eventually the sun was beginning to go down and so Ellie and Dina both said their goodbyes leaving you and Tommy on the couch. You had been fighting sleep for almost an hour now and so once the door shuts Tommy taps your arm. "come on. You can take my bed its getting late and you need sleep"

You only yawn in response and were too tired to argue so you walk into his bedroom and flop face first into the mattress. Tommy rolls his eyes and hits you with a pillow. "come on get under the covers before you wake up complaining in the middle of the night"

To his words you flip him off and move. You cover yourself up and then scoot over in the bed. "look you are not sleeping on the couch. As much as I love you I do not want to hear you complaining about how your back hurts in the morning. Just lay here with me. Not like it would be the first time we have been in the same bed

He seems to think about his options before getting into bed with you. It doesn't take long for the both of you to get comfortable and to fall asleep holding each other. Lets just say its the best sleep you have gotten in a long time.

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A few months go by and you have been practically living at Tommy's place. Your routine consisted of waking up and having your breakfast either inside watching a movie or taking it outside and enjoying the sunshine. Once you were finished you would work out and then get ready for the day.

Sometimes Tommy would come over and hang out for a bit before going to work or you would go over there. Dug has grown more attached to you. Everywhere you sat he was by your feet, everywhere you went he was by your side. It wasn't annoying because you knew he was doing it to keep you safe. As if he knew that you needed him.

Dug would come with you too Tommy's. The two of them were buddies too. The only time Dug would leave you was to go to him. That dog saved you in many ways. He motivated you to get up out of bed every morning, take him on walks, got you out of the house. He was wonderful and you couldn't thank Tommy enough for giving you him.

However over the past few months feelings had been blossoming between you and Tommy. You had felt something for him for about a month now. Hell you might have felt something for him all those years ago but here they were again, and you didn't have any idea if he felt the same for you.

But he did

Tommy had always felt something for you. When the two of you met he was married and he stayed loyal to her. His feelings for you were so deeply buried that he hadn't known they were there.

The moment he began to feel something for you again was when he saw you with Ellie. Ellie was a young teenager and was struggling still to get accustomed so you showed her the in and outs of the town you lived in. You showed her your garden, your library and many other places. However you saved best for last. Your music collection.

That's one thing the two of you had in common was your love for music. The both of you bonded over that and when you had walked her back to Joel and Tommy the both of you were laughing about something and just the sound of your laughter had him wanting you.

He promised himself he would wait for you. In fact he thought it would be the hardest thing in the world...but it wasn't. It was painful yes. To watch the person that he loves caught up with Joel and his foolishness was painful. It wasn't because he was jealous it was because he knew how this would affect you. And just as he feared...it happened and then you distanced yourself from everyone.

Ellie and practically everyone else could see how he felt for you. Everyone except you. and over the course of these past few months there had been certain times where he was sure he couldn't love you more.

These times being when you and Dug met. You were so gentle with each other. And your laughter. Then there was when you were reading a book with tears in your eyes and when he had asked what happened you said "he confessed his love for her. Its beautiful", Next was when you all went out for drinks and someone had started karaoke. You sang to a Queen song and brought Ellie on stage with you. You were laughing and dancing with Ellie and smiling.

You have done a lot of smiling the past few months and he could see just how much joy just radiates from you when you are happy. Its contagious, everyone around you cant help but be a little happier.

Something else that's been happening the past few months is that you have been sleeping like a baby. When you were at home you slept with soft music playing and didn't wake up till the sun rose. And on nights when you slept over at Tommy's the both of you would hold each other and sleep in late. and in doing so you looked the best you ever had.

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Then this brings you to now its been about a year since that day Tommy had made you get our of your house instead of moping around and you were getting ready. It was now fall so you could wear your sweaters now without looking like a crazy person.

You put on your light brown sweater and some comfortable pants. Then you walk downstairs and Dug is already sitting by the door as you get your shoes on. Once your shoes are on you grab your wallet and phone putting them in your pocket before opening the door.

Dug had never needed a leash. He had always stayed by your side unless you specifically told him he can roam around freely. So now as you take him to the park that's around your home you bend down to pet him. "Okay buddy we can play for a bit okay but I would like to get some reading in" he wagged his tail in response and so you get out his ball and throw it. Dug takes off after it while you sit down on the bench.

Pulling out your book you open it and begin to read. You expected to only get a page in before he came back with the ball but when you see him dart in the other direction you look and when he reaches a person its none other than Tommy.

Tommy looks over at you and your eyes meet as he waves before throwing the ball again. As Dug goes after it again he walks over to you and sits beside you. "thought I might find the both of you here" you look up at him "am i really that predictable Timmy"

The both of you laugh softly before he asks what book your reading. "I'm reading Pride and Prejudice. I'm trying to finish it before the week is over" he nods and listens to you. "I remember watching that movie years ago. The love interest was kind of a dick to her right?"

This causes you to nod "Well yes you are correct BUT he ends up apologizing. He didn't realize the harshness of his words and he ends up changing up his act for the better and the two of them fall in love. Its sweet really" He looks at you as you speak and a soft smile forms on his lips. "What's sweet. The fact that he loved her enough to change himself. For the better and for her to be happy too?"

You meet his eyes and nod "exactly. To be loved is to be changed..is what I like to say" Tommy nods and then looks into your eyes. Its the kind of look that seems as if he could look straight into your soul and see every bit of you. "I agree with that. Loving someone will change you in the best way possible."

At his words and his gaze you could feel how your heart was beating. "are you speaking from experience?" you knew that your voice was wavering but you couldn't care especially when his response was "oh definitely. Cant you see just how much you have changed me"

You were at a loss for words so you instead bring your hand up to the side of his face. Rubbing your thumb across his cheek and jaw you pull him into a kiss. The kiss is soft and gentle so when you pull away you can speak. "cant you see how you have changed me? I mean take a real good look at me Miller"

He places his hands on your sides and smiles "oh hun I always take a good look at you. You are my heaven on earth"

Now Tommy has never been a very religious man especially after the out break but when those words escaped his mouth you couldn't help but kiss him once more. And the only reason you pulled away as soon as you did was because Dug had placed his head on your lap along with his slobbery ball.

This was your family, along with Dina and Ellie. This is the life you will choose every day and you knew that they will stay. pint

[jungle-angel]

“You’re the Reason I’m Coming Home” (Major Major x Reader)

Summary: Major Major had always been made fun of for being mediocre no matter how hard he worked. A lot of people would scoff and ask themselves, “who would ever give a shit about the major?” Yet what if there was someone who did? What if he had a family back home waiting for him? 

Notes: There’s gonna be brief Top Gun Interludes with other fandoms, but I’ve been workin on this one for a while. Not sure how it came out, it’s probably a shithouse mess, but then again so isn’t most of my writing (lol).

Tagging: @callsignred @bradshawswife @sebsxphia @nobody7102 @a-reader-and-a-writer-for-all @rhettabbotts​  Guys I apologize if this is really out of the blue and a really long piece, but I really wanted to share this with you guys because I’ve been having major feels for all of Lewis’s characters lately and it’s killing me (lol). 

Major keeps a photograph of his wife (y/n) and their kids, his beautiful wife who encouraged him no matter what and was always proud of how hard he worked. (Y/n) is the love of his life, his anchor in this crazy, changing world and the kids? He’s never been prouder. He knows that because of him and (y/n), their two sons will grow into fine young men and the two little girls? Major would lay down his life for them if he had to.

It’s been a while since he left home, the kids still little and (y/n) missing him horribly, yet he never goes a day without sending her a letter or a photo from wherever he is. She does the same every chance she gets, making sure that Major gets to see at least one photo of her and the kids. 

And each time he sees one, his love for them grows just a little more. 

He doesn’t dare tell anyone in the unit about the photos of his wife and kids, fearing that they’ll make snide remarks about him or his family. Major keeps one photo of his wife and their kids in his pocket, putting it on the pillow next to his head every night he goes to sleep, reminding himself that they're the reason he's coming home. He kisses the photo every night before he goes to sleep, telling each one of them that he loves them and that he’ll be home soon as though he can hear them, constantly reminding himself that they’re the reason he’s coming home.

The days go by but it hardly gets easier. Major is excluded, pushed away and ostracized from others in the unit. People call him every name under the sun, the name “pain in the ass” passing through the unit like wildfire. Major bites his lip and tries his best, hoping that concentrating on any kind of work will take that pain away. He locks himself in an office one day, totally alone and without anyone to come near him. 

He reaches into his pocket for the photo and just stares, longingly, hoping to hear their voices. He misses the way (y/n) would laugh whenever he’d chase her in the heat of a moment, the way Timmy and Patrick would run to him with their baseball bats and little catcher’s mitts and ask him to play baseball. He misses the way Naomi would jump up and cling to his shoulders or even his arm, giggling as he lifted her off the ground.....and Ella, sweet baby Ella and the way she would coo every time she looked up at him. 

It’s not long before the tears start falling. “You’re the reason I’m coming home,” Major whispers. 

Italy is as rough as can get, the craziness of the war sometimes getting under Major’s skin, but all he has to do is look at the photo and remind himself “you’re the reason I’m coming home.” He wishes he could hear their voices, hold (y/n) when they have a moment alone and hold his kids when they’re upset, nervous or trying to go to sleep at night. It’s been two years since he left for Italy. Hell, Major even wonders if they’ve forgotten him at this point. “You’re the reason I’m coming home” soon becomes his mantra, repeating it over and over again to give himself some assurance that they’ll be there when he comes home.

People still laugh and make fun of poor Major when they’re on their down time, but he always thinks back to the photo of his wife and kids, knowing they're probably the only people in the world who probably give a shit. Even when somebody scoffs and says "who'd ever give a shit about the major" he just quietly mutters under his breath, imagining the family, "you're the reason I'm coming home".

Before he knows it, the war is over.  Italy soon becomes a fading memory and Major returns stateside to New Jersey just a few days before Christmas Eve and it’s snowing like a bitch, completely covering the ground in white. 

Snowden and Yossarian offer him a ride home, the first and probably only nice thing anyone in the unit has ever done for him. They talk about anything and everything, but never about the war. The talk about all the things they plan to do when they get back to their respective homes, of all the things they want to do that they’ve sorely missed, even their families. Major feels a bit more at ease with them and decides it’s time to tell them about (y/n) and the kids. 

Snowden and Yossarian are completely taken aback when they see the photos. They can’t believe how much Timmy and Patrick look like Major, the same blue eyes, dirty blonde hair and the rounded face of their father. And the girls? In an instant they do a complete 180, turning into protective uncles which causes Major to laugh a little bit. 

They arrive back at the house soon enough. Snowden, Yossarian and Major agree to keep in contact with each other, promising to come by whenever time will allow. For a minute, Major wonders again if they've forgotten about him since he left. Yet he keeps repeating to himself that his family is the reason he's here in the first place. He racks up the courage and makes his way inside.

Major kicks off his shoes in the hall finding that the house is silent, save for the crackling of the fire in the fireplace. He sets his bag down and quietly traipses to the living room to find his two sons and two daughters, all asleep on a homemade bed in the living room. He kisses Naomi’s forehead and she wakes up, her little blue eyes bleary from her deep sleep. 

“Hi Baby,” he whispers, a huge smile forming on his face. 

“Daddy!” she blurts out, throwing her arms around his neck. 

Before he knows it, her brothers and sister have all awoken, overcome with excitement that their father is home. It takes everything in his power to quiet them, warning that they’ll wake their mother. 

The kids are too excited for words and despite their father’s words of warning, decide to wake their mother anyway.  They all bound upstairs like rabbits, even little Ella, to find their mother asleep in bed, deep in sleep with their father close behind. 

“Momma!!!!” 

“Momma wake up!!!” 

"Mommy, Santa came early with your Christmas Present!!!!"

(Y/n) stirs and rubs the sleepy tiredness from her eyes. “Wait what?” she yawns. 

When the bleariness in her eyes clears, she sees Major making his way in through the door, giving her a quiet, "Hi". 

She's shocked beyond words. "CALEB!!!" she gasps and before he knows it, she's in his arms, kissing his face and overwhelmed with joy that her husband is home. "You're home," she murmurs.

"Baby you're the reason I came home," Major tells her as he starts crying with her. "All of you are."

It isn’t until they’ve put the kids back to bed that Major and (y/n) begin to realize how much they’ve really missed each other, even just the little things like the sound of each other’s voices. 

Once the little ones are fully asleep, Major and (y/n) are alone, the two of them crawling into bed beside each other, trying to make up for the two years they had missed. Not since the wedding night have they ever had a moment as powerful as this. But that was the best thing about Major.....he always took his time. 

It all becomes a blur of hushed murmurs, the dirty talk laced together with the quiet uttering of obscenities. God, she missed the way he touched her......the way he kissed her, deep and passionate. When it’s over, they lean against each other, their foreheads touching, his weight against hers and the two of them laughing. 

They fall asleep in each other’s arms and don’t wake until late the next morning, the snow still falling and the thought of the kids waking soon on their minds. 

“You think we should wake them soon?” (y/n) whispers.

 “Let’em sleep a little longer,” Major tells her before he kisses her forehead. “We don’t need to go anywhere or do anything.”

 Finally, for the first time in a long time, Major is back with (y/n) and his family…..where he always belonged.  

[charmixpower]

Issue Thirty-Five: The Trial

Ah yes because of the safety and defense of Andros, Solaria, ect is the responsibility of the magic schools on Magix

I wasn't aware that they were military outposts and not schools!!!

The way they treat the schools in the comics bothers me soooo much

Kiko has wings now, asking questions will only confuse you more

"here let me show you what my students were doing" *immediately shows two people from a different school*

Bravo actually

HOW THE FUCK DID THEY EVEN GET TO VALTOR!!!! WHO LET THEM INTO THE OMEGA DIMENSION!!!!! SERIOUSLY!!!!

And expelled.....god the comics are worse than the show about sensical punishments for the Trix

This fucking idiot is annoying and stupid but he has a fucking point, who the fuck was watching the Trix and how did they let them end up on Omega in the first place

But like it's not anyone's fault that the Trix in the comics are just naturally evil

You're both so stupid. When they immediately betray your dumbasses and nearly gets you two killed I hope it will be worth it

A TRUE FUCKING NECK BEARD OH MY GODDD

Why is Stormy pretending to be Flora??? Darcy makes more sense and Flora and Stormy are VERY different

This only worked because there were fat away

Also, reverse S8 shape shifting

If Helia got closer, the other guy is a literal tree, he would have figured out this was a trap but he doesn't

He kinda follows them around from a polite distance, which is really funny

FLORA DOESN'T EVEN GET A CHANCE TO FEEL SAD!!! GIRL FEEL BAD FOR YOURSELF FOR ONE MINUTE, YOUR MOM FRIEND ENERGY IS MAKING ME TIRED

You know this dream had her actually communicating with Brandon so I got to wonder if that's actually Valtor

This sequence is so beautiful!!!

How Stella spoke to Brandon in her dreams is brushed off, she simply did, power of LOVE baby

When Riven fucked up and nearly got the squad killed Helia was all like "I must take responsibility and accept this because I was leader while it happened and it's my fault" but now he's lying

He's embarrassed!!! Helia bby nooo it's okay

.... Actually I agree with dumb and dumber now, you are one stupid ass mother fucker and I don't know how anyone in the light council made it into adulthood being that idiotic

BCJDHFJSJD HELIA WHY ARE YOU BEING SO DRAMATIC HELP FNSNDJSK A SIMPLE EXPLANATION WOULD SUFFICE

He's soooo busy being in his own feelings and upset with himself he forgot about how Flora must feel gjsnfjsks he's such a little idiot Im starting to love him

Riven: *fucks up and nearly gets himself and Timmy killed*

Helia: well we all make mistakes, as long as he apologizes and promises to not do it again

Later

Helia: *makes one mistake*

Helia: I AM A FAILURE OF THE HIGHEST ORDER, I MESS UP EVERYTHING, I CANT BE ALLOW TO CONTINUE TO RUIN THE GOOD NAME OF SPECIALISTS

This boy has NO self esteem babyyyyyyy

I love him, please get therapy your self esteem has broken though the floor and is underground

[kristencsummerlin]

if ur still doing the ask prompt thing 👁👁,,,, nicktoons unite + relationship chart. like one of those rhat show each dudes profile and their relation to everyone else in the group

Of course my Anonymous Sugar-Bee I'm still doing those prompt things. And this sounds perfect to do. Now I am going off my versions of the characters. Each I haven't talked enough about or done anything with.

I also like to include XJ-9 as the fifth member because I adore her. And I'm not a huge fan of Tak.

Alias: Danny Phantom, Ghost Boy, Invisi-Bill

Real Name: Danny Fenton

Age: 16 years old

Gender: Cis Male He/Him

Sexuality: Heterosexual? (he prefers the opposite sex though he's willing to date other genders if he loved the person enough.)

Occupation: B Average Student, Science Major at Nickolas High School, Junior Astronaut

The Leader of the group known as Nickolas City's Unite or UN as people call it. He's been working as a superhero for two years. Though he mostly handled ghosts and other supernatural beings before forming a hero team with the other members. He was dubbed the leader for reasons even he's confused about. But has been doing the job well enough. He's like a big brother figure for a lot of the members. Often stepping into their affairs trying to help and or fix situations that might have nothing to do with them.

Timmy Turner: Danny sees Timmy like a little brother at times. He goes out of his way to help Timmy with his emotions and even with homework. He even tried to convince Timmy to live with him once he learned about his living situation. (Aka a street kid) They play video games, read comic books, and eat junk food until their hearts give off.

Jimmy Neutron: Funny enough despite seeing Timmy like family. Jimmy is his actual younger cousin. (Judy, Maddie, and Alicia were separated for years.) Danny sees Jimmy as some of the smartest on the planet. They often talk about theories and space travel. Jimmy's been to other planets, so Danny likes to listen in on the juicy details about space. I guess his only problem is Jimmy's lack of communication. They've argued because Jimmy refused to talk about the issue, ask for help, or apologize ever.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Bob and Danny can hang out for hours. Something about that mermaid like boy that makes Danny giggle. But he also repeats Bob for being able to balance, work, school, hero work, and everyday live without a complaint. Makes Danny think he's more capable seeing someone else manage. If anyone is able to keep Danny sane it's the Sponge-kin.

Jenny Wakeman: Jenny was the first hero Danny was able to work missions with. She figured out his secret identity on accident. So Danny confessed. Which worked perfectly as Jenny isn't that versed on the paranormal and Danny never fought an alien. So they were able to work together happily. They tell dad jokes together. Tuck and Dani are besties. He's only problem is he knows she has a crush on him. He figured it out early on. He was flattered at first but he doesn't want to upset her.

Alias: N/A

Real Name: Jimmy Neutron

Age: 15 years old.

Gender: Cis Male He/Him and or They/Them (easier for non-human species)

Sexuality: Pansexual (He's open to everything. Doesn't have to be human either.)

Occupation: A+ Student, Science Major at Nickolas High School, Minor Galactic Criminal

The Brains of the team. He personally wanted to be the leader but thing didn't go as planned. Still Jimmy is willing to do his part no matter what it might be. Provide a secret base, equipment, be the teams medic (even for the robot), he even bribed Timmy by doing his homework for an entire semester. He's annoyed but does it because someone has to do it. That and he doesn't like admitting it but he likes them.

Timmy Turner: Out of everyone in the group. Timmy is his bestfriend. Which is way they fight so much. Who else call you a punk ass bitch with full confidence more than your best friends. That and Timmy is stubborn. While Timmy is his bestie that will destroy shit with. Timmy is also the second person he's argued with throughout his life. It doesn't help that Timmy is magical which annoys Jimmy. He thinks magic's too easy and unproducible. You can hurt thousand without trying. At least with Science it's slow.

Danny Phantom: Jimmy's cousin and one of the only people 16 years old he repeats. Danny takes everything into note which makes Jimmy feel like he's appreciated. Though it annoys him that Danny has never tried to explore and experiment anything in the Ghost Zone. He has the golden opportunity. He also doesn't understand why Danny wants to keep his identity a secret. He's parents would try to kill him less, school would be more easy on him like it is with Jenny.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Bob remains Jimmy of Carl at times. Except Bob has to sleep in water. That sponge has tried to steal his devises to play around with. Has accidently lost his invisible hamster. And keeps rearranging his lab around despite Jimmy telling him not to every single time. But Jimmy does enjoy the humanoid sea creature.

Jenny Wakeman: Jenny is a saving grace. Jimmy panics without some type of technology on hand. Lucky for him Jenny is there whenever he calls. Though he doesn't like being babied by her. Nor treated like her "little" brother when she's technically 6 years old. Though as much as he hates to admit it. He enjoys having her there from time to time. He's gone out of his way so she can have citizenship and fix her sisters up so they can live her her full time.

Alias: Abra-Catastrophe, Former Clift The Boy Chin Wonder

Real Name: Timmy Turner (He prefers Timmy Cosma but legally he has to go by Turner)

Age: 14 years old

Gender: Cis Male He/Him (Though he personally doesn't care what you call him)

Sexuality: Pansexual (He loved Trixie as both a girl and a boy.)

Occupation: Thanks to Jimmy he's currently a B student, D average Student otherwise, Art Major at Nickolas High School

The Lancer of the team and the only magic user. As Danny's more science when it comes to the supernatural. Timmy often relies on magic to help him which causes more problems being he's still learning how to use it. She's kind of the punk kid doing things for shits and giggles until something serious comes along. Then you get you to see his real self.

Danny Phantom: Timmy is a superhero fanboy through and through. Even if that famous hero is only two years older than him. That and Timmy is use to magical beings more than regular humans. But Danny's even cooler being he's a unique type of magical being. They act like brothers for most of the time. Though Timmy hates it when Danny tries to intervene with his life. Especially his home life. It causes the two to argue for days. Timmy prefers to fix his problems on his own.

Jimmy Neutron: It takes a lot to become one of Timmy's part of his inner friend circle. It took three city-almost-in-ruin events. But now they're besties. Timmy thinks Jimmy's inventions are awesome and loves to test them out with Bob. Jimmy can't say the same for Timmy's magic. But hey it is what it is. Though Jimmy is rather bossy and arrogant at times. Which causes Timmy to argue with him in the hopes it would cause he's ego to deflate. It doesn't but hey, it is what it is.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Timmy is willing to stab others for Bob. That's his buddy. Bob seems like an innocent guy wanting to help for the greater good. Timmy respects that because that generosity is hard to find. Though he thinks Bob is a doormat. He's often tried to get him to toughen up. Teach him how to flip people off. Bob knows full and well how, but doesn't see the point in it. So Timmy flips people off for him.

Jenny Wakeman: Again fanboys. Though unlike Danny he's not comfortable with opening up to her. I lot about his past and the many small crimes he's committed has caused him to fear when she'll rat him out. Otherwise he treats her like a sister, as she insists to be looked at as one.

Alias: Sponge-Boy

Real Name: SpongeBob SquarePants

Age: 17 years old

Gender: Cis Male He/Him

Sexuality: Asexual

Occupation: Manager of on land Krusty Krab, C average student, Business Major at Nickolas Nigh School.

Bob is the heart due to his comedic responses and heartwarming demeanor. He sees the good in everyone and believes in giving one hundred chances. Sadly this sort of view is what gets him in trouble like all the time. He does his best to impress others and has quickly jumped to outlandish assumptions. But he's proven important to the team time and time again. Bob has admitted though "he feels like a fish out of water" when it comes to the hero life.

Timmy Turner: They get along beyond well. Bob has no idea what a fairy is but thinks they're really pretty. They hang out almost all the time. Bob also has tried to follow Timmy advise. The word is try being the thought of losing his job hurts more than death. So he's kept his words and fingers to himself.

Jimmy Neutron: Jimmy like Sandy is the smartest person ever. He allows knows how to have fun. Even though Jimmy doesn't want Bob is mess with any of his things. Or the fact that Jimmy hates Patrick more than vampires hate the sun. Which breaks Bob's spirit a small bit but it is what it is.

Danny Phantom: Danny's great. He believes in Bob. Includes him in everything important. Which makes Bob feel like an actual member to the team. As if he's slowly becoming like his favorite superhero. That and ghosts scare him so Danny helps.

Jenny Wakeman: His past experience with robots didn't go well but he likes Jenny anyway. Even though Jenny can't visit his house or stand too close to him due to her being weak to water. But you can be friends with someone from across the room.

Alias: XJ-9

Real Name: XJ-9 (she prefers Jenny Wakeman.

Age: Mentally and Physically 16. Otherwise she's 6.

Gender: Trans Female She/Her (she was made genderless)

Sexuality: Asexual (willing to date. but no sex.)

The Bronze of the team. Often going in to fight the villain without thinking on how to do so. She's also quick tempered. Though she's still sweet in her own way. Created to the be a superhero and longing for a regular teenage life. In an consent battle with her programming, her mother, and her own wants.

Timmy Turner: She sees Timmy as a pain. She wants to be besties with him like she is with Jimmy but he's distant with her. Though they seem to get along well enough. Jenny has saved Timmy and Danny from bullies so often that people stopped bullying him for a long time. To return the favor though she never asked. Timmy poured red dye on Brit and Tiffs white clothes.

Jimmy Neutron: Her soul brother. Jenny's use to geniuses. Which causes her to know how to talk to them. She watches documentaries with him and joins Jimmy on shit talking the video if it's insanely inaccurate. Though she's not letting his treatment towards Boibot go. Jimmy built him and threw him away. She doesn't care if he built him his own parents. He threw the boy away. She's gone out of her way to force the two to bond.

Danny Phantom: Danny isn't the first teen hero she's met though he's her favorite. She developed a crush on him fast. She tries to ignore her feelings because friendship is more important. But he has Icy blue eyes. Those are her favorite eye color on a guy! Besides that they work well together. She often punishes the boys when they're fighting while Danny comforts them. As if he's the mom and she's the dad.

SpongeBob SquarePants: He's sweet but he seems scared of her. Plus she can't really touch him without having to get repaired by her mom. Though Bob and Danny are pretty much immortal so if she has too she'll train with Bob.

(Hope this is what you were hoping for.)

[alliscribbles]

This week has been full of so many bad decisions I could write a comedy play. Or maybe it would a tragedy? Same thing to different people, I guess. Anyway, I fucked up. Again.

It's actually a little hard to write now and I apologize to anyone in any future who might find this journal and skim through and get invested only to get here and see this horrible scribbles substituting for words. Guess that's what happens when you have a curse spell on you and touch the thing that your eyes clearly tell you 'it will hurt' to. I just needed to see and be sure. Are you ready for another bloody analogy, journal?

When I put my hand into the light, what happened was.. Slow. Like, I can explain it kind of in detail. Kind of. Firstly, it felt like my arm was in water with how much pressure there was. Like my presence there just turned it to a thick liquid. I guess like blood. Cause that's thicker than water. It stayed like that for a few seconds and then just like with my eyes it.. It moved to avoid my touch. Like the fish analogy, except more literal. It was an experience. I felt awe. Until I didn't..

Because then it attacked me. Like those little biting bugs that love the water. It swarmed my hand, and it attacked. I know we like to give personages to things to make us feel better but journal, it actually attacked me. It started tearing into my skin and it burned and.. I won't go into that much detail because, again, I don't want to think about it. Not now and not later and not ever.

I screamed. Of course I did, the shock was too much and it bubbled out of me. Loud. Loud enough that it stung my ears and through ringing and my own loudness I could hear feet calling themselves to attention. I got my hand out then. The sound of the gang knowing was what did it. I'm glad I did, because I think if I stayed any longer I would have lost my hand.

I did the thing you do when you have years of experience of running and hiding and making sure things you had weren't taken by the bobbies. It's a blur, an instinctual get the bloody hell out blur. I grabbed the journal, my drugs, and a clean sheet to wrap my hand in as best as I could and then I ran.

Which maybe was stupid because the only way to run was straight into the angry and scared eyes of my fellow gang members. They were pissed and I don't blame them. I was pissed too, at myself for doing this. If I wasn't feeling so ill and weak I could take them. But I was sick and my hand was almost taken off by the bite of the sun and I was so hunngryy that I was dizzy. So then there was me and there was three guys wondering what in the bloody fuck happened for me to 'scream like such a little girl' and I smiled and- I used the oldest drug addict excuse in the book. The one that makes you get sad and pitied eyes. I told them it was just a bad trip.

And it worked. Because, as it's well understood here. As I made very clear when I arrived. My drugs are mine. They are mine and I need them and if they are touched, the person who touched it will die. They got it alright, even if I had to put on a show to make sure of it. Just like they got it now. Just as they backed up and remembered the way I made an example of a short stacked beefcake of a man named Timmy the Oogler. Nobody questioned my addictions anymore.

Except one. The youngest one there. The stupidest but the kindest. He stepped a bit forward and puffed out his chest and said 'Man, you seen how pales you are today? Think you're gonna kills youself.'

See now but here's the thing. I handn't. All day since I woke up I never once even looked at myself in any mirrors or payed attention to my hands or arms or legs. I didn't want to. I still don't want to, I didn't want to know what else this angel curse had done to me. Especially not in front of three men who would absolutely kick the shit out of me the second I showed any sign of weakness. So I just smiled and made myself look crazy and said 'I am dying, so let me go and enjoy my last meal before I kick the shit out of you.'

So then here I am. Hiding out in the kitchen. The food smells horrible. It all smells so rotten and gross. Making my skin crawl, but it's safe for a little bit longer. There's no windows. I'm so tired. Maybe a nap now that I got this down. Adrenaline will probably have me forgetting the second I relax. Which is now.

Goodnight.

[ladyluck1668]

Share your thoughts about anything that you've watched, read, or listened to lately this past quarter!

i must warn you that i've been busy ever since school started which is why i haven't watched or read much, so i apologize if my list seems short! orz

watched:

haikyu!! to the top parts 1 and 2 - i watched season 4 of haikyu!! sometime in january and it was so GOOD. i found yet ANOTHER character that i love - kita best boy - and another school that i love - my inarizaki babies (*￣3￣)╭. i'm still bitter that we're not getting another season but i can't wait for the 'battle at the dumpster' movie when it comes out internationally! －O－

one piece live action - i watched the first few episodes of the one piece live action in 2023 but i hadn't gotten around to finishing it until sometime in january! i'm not very far into the manga, but there are a lot of things that were in the manga that made it to the live action and a lot of things that were not in the manga that were added/cut out/changed in the live action. overall, it wasn't horrible but it wasn't good, but it is a lot darker than the manga. and no one asked for this, but the mihawk portrayal is scrumdiddlyumptious - mans looks FINE (￣﹃￣)

one punch man season 2 - i FINALLY watched season 2 of one punch man in the beginning of february and it was nice! i preferred season 1, but i enjoyed seeing saitama's goofiness and meeting new characters! ヾ(＠⌒ー⌒＠)ノ

aggretsuko season 1 - i rewatched season 1 just recently because i missed watching it and it was so relatable, it hurts. a lot of what retsuko went through is what i'm currently going through and it's just been reassuring to feel represented. \^o^/

read:

i also have not read any books, lol, but i've been reading a lot of fanfiction! because i watched season 4 of haikyu!!, i went back to my haikyu!! phase (i never left). some of my favorite fanfics include:

arankita - falling petals - derelictstar

thoughts: 1) stan true love, stan arankita. 2) my heart (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)

kuroyaku - boyfriend jacket - pratintraining

thoughts: this is so stinking cute! read to see yaku being the BEST boyfriend and for kuroyaku fluff (❤️ ω ❤️)

kuroyaku - get a little bit genghis khan - pratintraining

thoughts: the banter and jealousy between kuroo and yaku is so on-point and hilarious - another must-read (^///^)

atsuhina - timmy play your trumpet (let the people go beserk) - farozaan

thoughts: this is one of my favorite atsuhina fics and for a good reason, too. i feel like this is more msby 4-centered than it is atsuhina-centered, but this is a hilarious read - i laughed so many times o(^▽^)o

listening:

i've been mainly on my taeyeon grind, lol, but there are some other songs that i've been listening to! they're older songs, but they are still bops nevertheless. ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

taeyeon - why - i was in a melancholic mood (does anyone else think that 'why' seems like a sad song?) which explains why this song has been on repeat for awhile now! it might be an older taeyeon song, but it's still a banger nevertheless! ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

exo - she's dreaming - i stumbled upon this song on accident, and it is SEVERELY underrated. this is officially one of my favorite exo ballads and everything about this song is just PERFECT. it's honestly such a shame that it was never performed live. `(*>﹏<*)′

teresa teng - tian mi mi (sweet honey/sweet on you) - i grew up listening to this song periodically but i didn't know the official name of the song until i was scrolling through instagram and found it. it has been on repeat for almost 2 months now and i don't mind - it's such a sweet (pun fully intended lol) song! (づ￣ 3￣)づ

[notjohnlegere]

Dear Diary

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Dear Diary

Timothée Chalamet x Reader

timmy gushes about reader, the love of his life, in his journal. he’s completely whipped.

*obligatory mobile formatting apology*

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I can’t look at her without it hurting in the most magnificent way. Her infectious smile, her gorgeous eyes, her personality that everyone seems to adore. Sometimes I want to just hide her away and take her for my own, but no. That wouldn’t be fair to the world. Hiding a piece of art from the rest of humanity’s enjoyment wouldn’t be right. As much as I’d love that.

She takes my heart in her fist and crushes it. Gladly, I allow her to. If she wanted to kill me, I’d let her. When I was younger I couldn’t possibly imagine love being this strong. I had heard the stories, of course, but this was completely different than anything I had ever imagined. I suddenly, upon falling for her, knew what it meant wholly. The people who write love songs weren’t being dramatic at all, because love is dramatic. And she brings out the most drama in me I have ever seen.

Itching for a text back, a call, a day to spend with her. I feel like a crack addict. She’s got an incredible, indescribable control over me. Over my heart. My soul. My body. Whatever she says, goes.

I can’t breathe when I’m around her, but I don’t want to breathe. God forbid someone like me take up her air. I sometimes wonder if she knows just how adored she is. It’s remarkable how I go from a man to a pathetic puppy in just one glance. I’d give her anything. I’d give her everything. I’d sell my soul for a moment alone with her.

And she’s mine.

God, I can’t believe she’s mine. She wants me. She wants my air, she can have it all. She’s constantly picking my brain. I feel stupid around her because she’s so smart. It’s like she can see right through me and read my soul like a book. Her voice mimics a siren’s song. Her laugh could make me fall to my knees in prayer, just to thank god for putting us together. The only way we are is by some miracle.

The way she kisses me is criminal. Her lips are so soft and they always taste like fruit. When they wander my body, I can’t help but shake. She is far too much for my mortal body to understand. She’s a completely different plane of reality than I, if I experienced her as crafted I believe I wouldn’t survive. The way she loves me, needs me, wants me. It’s far, far too much. But I wouldn’t dare share with another.

As I write this, she’s sitting across from me. Blissfully unaware of the power she possesses. She’s eating candy and watching something on television, but I’ve barely paid attention to anything but her. I wonder what she would say if she saw this. Sometimes, I think about showing her my journal. My leather bound journal with a rose on the front, the one I named after her. The one I write my thoughts about her in. But I never go through with it. If I showed her, this wouldn’t be our secret anymore. And some things are better left unsaid. I can worship her with my actions and words instead. I can kiss her, I can hold her, I can make love to her. Everything she is and does would never compare to anything I write. So I’ll seal this journal with my heart. And one day, when she finally gives birth to our child, I’ll show them this. And I will insist that they accept nothing less.

I write this and think about asking her to marry me. I wonder what she’d say. Part of me wants there to be no hesitation. A yes. The other part of me knows that I’m not good enough. She needs to say no, to find someone deserving of her. But then again, that’s no one. And if she were to be with anyone else, I would simply die.

I don’t know anything. When I am around her, my mind is thoughtless. I know nothing but her. All I want is her. All I need is her. I can only hope she feels the same about me. I can only hope that she continues to see something in me that I cannot.

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[amaranths-in-hobbitland]

There are no ghosts on the server.

It’s a rough day for everyone. Many people have died. Many more will soon. In the dark hours of the night, the quiet days spent in hiding before doomsday, a lot of people experience a lot of different things. But... none of them are ghosts. There are no ghosts on the server.

-

What Martyn experiences is nostalgia. He is alone in the Southlands, growing crops, repairing walls, rummaging through supplies and setting traps. He wished he could remember half of the stuff Impulse and Mumbo showed him about redstone and trapping. It came to him as second nature under the Boogeyman curse, but now he’s left to guess.

He turns, and for half a second he swears he sees Mumbo in the moonlight, stood staring into space outside his bunker as usual. He lets out a bittersweet chuckle, and inserts his own words into the empty space, imagining what Mumbo would say in a situation like this: It’s actually quite simple, if you’re a genius like me, and not a total scrub like Martyn over here. Look at him, he’s got redstone all over his cloak. Good luck getting that to wash out. That probably wasn’t it, but it was fun to pretend. He remembers these sorts of antics so vividly, they happened so recently; he can even almost hear Timmy and Impulse laughing along.

But they aren’t here. Martyn is alone in the Southlands. The last Southlander, he thinks to himself. It feels wrong. He isn’t supposed to be here. He’s a traitor, he always has been; he doesn’t belong here. Something has gone wrong along the way, and he doesn’t know what. He turns his eyes up towards the ever-watchful, ever-judgemental crescent of the moon. With no-one around to hear him, he asks out loud if she’s proud of him. For making it this far, he means to add on, for killing Tango, for following your orders. He doesn’t say any of those things, though.

And he hears her respond- but for some reason, her voice feels more imaginary than the snippets of memories playing around him.

Still, he listens to the moon.

Not to any familiar-sounding non-voices belonging to the non-ghosts of non-allies.

-

What Tango experiences is loneliness. He stands away from the other Red Names: grumbling, bumbling Joel and oh-so-clever trickster Grian as they plan to take down Etho (as if anyone can take down Etho). It’s nice to have friends, but they aren’t friends, they’re teammates- past the red, murderous haze, Tango has serious doubts about anything the three of them have in common.

So he stands atop the snow tower, away from the conversation. He gazes off into the distance- in theory, he’s on the lookout for other players, but really he’s just letting his mind wander. He feels the chill of the night breeze. It tousles his hair playfully, affectionately, just like Skizz would do for the other members of Team BEST, like they would do for him-

Except the wind doesn’t do that, because it can’t. It simply blusters through Tango, cold and unfeeling. He buries his face in his hands, amazed that he’s already desperate enough to try and make friends with the air.

Y’know what, though? He doesn’t need friends! What have friends ever done for him!? Stolen his lives, stolen his belongings and betrayed him, betrayed him twice, without so much as an apology or an explanation either time! They die when he doesn’t want them to, or they don’t die when he does want them to; he’s sick of it. Crimson clouds his vision and the rage crystal in his pocket hums and crackles like a fire, and he’s ready to show Etho and the others exactly how much the so-called ‘best’ team meant to him.

The wind is tangling his hair. He hates it. It’s a mockery of an affectionate gesture. Or it would be, if the wind had the feelings in it to mock.

He misses Skizz.

-

What Joel experiences is confusion. He’s never once pretended to have any control of what’s going on, but in this particular moment, he feels truly powerless. He’s always been powerless; the wizard thing was a farce to begin with. He’s just been tossed around by the universe and by other players. Oh, he hated the other players. You could never guess when they would be at home so you couldn’t trap it, or see you sneaking around, or whether they’d burn all you’d hold dear, or turn on you, or die without saying ‘I love you’ like you’d planned before- He had no idea how much damage he could do to the other players, but at this point, he didn’t really care.

He and the other Red Names are roaming the server, searching for survivors, searching for supplies that could give them the leg up. They’ve ended up at the ashes of the Fairy Fort, and are just about to move on, when Joel finds something he can’t help but question: one tree, perfectly intact among the carnage, wrapped tight in thorny berry bushes. There has to be a trick to that, right? He cuts through the bark with his axe, pries back the roots, and his eyes meet... bare dirt. Oh, well. So much for that. He turns to rejoin the other Red Names, but they’ve gone.

What? No, they can’t have gone! They don’t think he’s that unimportant, do they?! They wouldn’t leave him here, forever lost in a deep, dark forest-

The forest is intact.

Before he has time to process anything that happens, a cloud of golden wisps like fireflies encircles him, the lights leaving him dazzled. Unintelligible fragments of a siren’s song echo around him, and he can barely understand the words but suddenly he’s shaking and his eyes are burning with tears. The wisps’ glowing briefly aligns to form a single, humanoid outline, and two warm hands reach out to hold him-

And as he blinks back the tears, he returns to standing in the burnt clearing. Big B calls his name and asks if he’s okay. Joel says he has no idea. He wipes the tears with his sleeve and begins walking quickly to rejoin Grian, when Big B calls out again- louder this time. Joel turns back to see a frightened expression and a trembling finger pointing towards his shadow.

Joel looks at his shadow. His shadow looks back at him with golden eyes. He and Big B exchange glances.

“I have no idea what that is; it doesn’t exist and we never saw it. Okay?” “It- it doesn’t- yeah. Yeah, okay. Saw what? Doesn’t exist.”

Joel has not looked back at his shadow since then to check. Nobody’s told him if anything’s happened. He’s honestly rather grateful for that. After this week, he’s sick and tired of things happening.

Joel is not marked by fairies, or by the ghost of his wife or whatever that thing was. Wasn’t. It wasn’t real. Magic and ghosts aren’t real- he knows that, he’s a professional sham wizard. Anyway, he doesn’t even have a wife.

-

What Etho experiences is guilt. Etho thinks that everyone is experiencing guilt; he’s just the only one brave enough to admit it.

It’s not wrong that he’s experiencing guilt. It’s a perfectly logical reaction to drastic situations, one which everybody does. Humans are unique in their ability to read and detect patterns, which is a blessing and a curse when you try to detect patterns where none exist, or obsess over the ones that do.

It’s a pain- being harassed by constant, irrational ifs each waking moment. Etho knows he has nothing to feel guilty about, really. Things happened as they did, and they can’t be taken back. Still, it’s part of the grieving process, and he’s just going to have to live with that irrational guilt for a little bit.

So Etho prepares for the coming week, pushing past his guilt- and everything that comes with it.

Like that tight chill that wraps around his shoulders, like someone’s grabbing onto him. Anxiety, he reasons, from his recent loss and from living in these new, claustrophobic accommodations. He shrugs it off as best he can and does a few things around the underground base to pretty it up- stuff he thinks Bdubs would like (or hate, either works).

Or the shameful pang whenever he half-consciously directs a quip towards Bdubs as he rifles through chests, only to half-hear an answer that isn’t there and turn around to look. Force of habit, he reasons.

Or the azalea flowers which have forced their way through every piece of the moss decor for seemingly no reason other than to stare at him. They were always there, he reasons, I’m just more aware of them because they remind me of Bdubs. Basic human pattern-finding.

Or the face he swears he sees in the golden, warped reflection of the clock hung by the skeleton farm...

Or the footprints that follow him as he goes caving, too small and too heavy to be his, outlined in snow and soul sand...

Or the nightmares he has every single night where he wakes up in the dark and Bdubs is stood at the end of his bed, eyes gleaming, grabbing Etho by the shoulders and shaking him, hollering at him to listen, listen, listen to me Etho you stupid angel PLEASE LISTEN-

Well, the meaning to that nightmare’s obvious, isn’t it? If Etho reacted quicker to the death message, maybe things would have been different. Obviously that’s playing on his mind. But he just has to accept it and move on. It’ll take a while to escape the guilt completely, but Etho will try his best. After all, he knows the science behind it. It makes sense to him.

He will not let himself be haunted like this.

[toomanyrobins2]

Those Four Words Pt. 1

Summary: an escalating fight between Jason and his girlfriend leads to a tense two weeks in Wayne Manor

Pairing: Jason Todd x Reader

Word count: 2.1k

Warnings: language, mentions of sex and excessive drinking, mentions of character death

masterlist // next part

Jason Todd was in a terrible mood, having just got into an argument with Bruce. He decided to go up to his girlfriend’s studio to get away. She had been hard at work the past couple of days and he was getting needy. He came up behind her on the floor and pulled her into his lap. She tried to wiggle out of his arms. “Jay, I'm trying to do something right now.

He tried to snuggle closer to his girlfriend, “I deserve some of your time too.

“Deserve? You’re especially demanding today. What did you do?” Jason scoffed and pulled away. “What has crawled up your ass?”

“You did.”

She managed to escape and turned to look at her boyfriend, “I did? Huh, I think I would’ve remembered such a disgusting journey into your body.

“Dammit, Y/N! Enough with the sarcasm! You know what I’m saying.”

She sighed at Jason’s attitude, “I don’t understand what you’re doing right now, but you are starting a fight just for the sake of an argument. I’m sorry, but I can’t give you what you want right now.”

“I don’t want anything from you,” Jason was standing over his girlfriend, his whole body tense, “From any of you.”

“Why are you being like this? What happened?”

“What? You thought the minute we started dating all of our problems would magically disappear? Are you really that naive?”

Y/N put her brushes down and stood. She tried to walk closer, but he matched each step, moving away from her. “Jason, where the hell is this coming from? I thought we had got past this. Even you and Bruce are in a better place.”

“You think I'll ever forget you abandoned me. You all did!”

“Abandon you! What have you been smoking? We thought you died!”

“You replaced me!”

Now, Y/N was angry too and it was rare that anyone saw her this way. She was deadly calm, but the fire was roaring in her eyes, “I did not replace you.”

“That’s right, you were too busy whoring yourself around Gotham to even think about me.”

“That is not fair and you know it. I mourned you. We all mourned your arrogant ass. I never stopped missing you.”

“I saw the articles, Y/N! Don’t pretend you were mourning me. You were too busy whoring yourself around Gotham.”

Her mind went back to three years ago. Jason had died in an explosion set up by the Joker. She was sixteen and her best friend had died, and she hadn’t handled it well. What started as a way to get out of the house with friends, had led to this wild, secret life. Y/N had snuck out at night and used Bruce’s name to get into clubs. She drank anything she could get her hands on and had gone home with multiple men, trying to forget her pain. Once, Bruce had found out, her world had imploded. He sent her away and finally got her the help she should have received when her parents had passed. The only reason Y/N had moved back to the manor was that Jason had been found. She couldn’t believe that he was trying to use her moments of weakness against her, “How dare you throw that back on me. I was just trying to numb the pain. It wasn’t like I was celebrating the fact that you were gone.”

“Yeah, it really looked like you missed me.”

“God Dammit, Jay!” she stamped her foot, knowing it was childish, “If you would just listen to me!”

“Oh fuck off, Y/N! If I had known I was ever going to be stuck with you and your nagging, I wouldn’t have come back.”

“I wish you hadn’t!” The minute the words left Y/N’s mouth, she gasped and slapped her hands over her mouth. Jason’s emotionless mask slammed into place, and suddenly he was as blank as the day Bruce had found him. He turned to walk out and Y/N chased after him, “Jay, wait! I’m sorry!” He jumped onto his motorcycle and was out the door before she could stop him. She slammed her fist into the wall and cursed in frustration and pain. No one would see either of them for the rest of the day. Y/N stayed in her studio, wondering how they got to the point of shouting such hurtful things at each other.

The next day, they had both shown up for Friday night dinner, as was expected of them. Neither spoke, and the tension was too thick to be cut with a knife. Y/N had tried to pull him aside and apologize after dinner, but he had shot her with a cutting glare and stalked away. The other could tell that something had happened, but no one had the details. Tim wandered into the library after patrol that night, to find her in a chair tucked into the corner. “What are you doing here (Y/N/N)? Isn’t it a movie night with Todd?” He noted the tear tracks down her face but knew she hated showing weakness, so he said nothing about them.

“I wasn’t feeling up to it, so I canceled. I think I’ll head to bed now. Night, Timmy.” Y/N went to her room and cried herself to sleep, the guilt overwhelming her as she played the argument over in her head. If only she had just taken a break, maybe the whole situation could have been avoided. She woke up multiple times in the night, crying out Jason’s name after seeing him and the Joker over and over again. Finally, around 3 in the morning, she gave up on sleep and went to the kitchen to pour herself coffee. She decided to keep busy and started making breakfast for the family.

Alfred was the first to appear in the morning, as usual. Y/N tried to pretend that everything was normal, but nothing could be hidden from the family’s butler. He noted the dark circles under her eyes and the tremors in her hands from over-caffeination. The boys slowly started to emerge, and Alfred started to bring out all the food she had made. She made two plates out of habit and headed for the dining room. Y/N started to hand Jason his breakfast as she had every morning for a year, but suddenly she remembered and pulled her hand away. Jason didn’t even bother to look at her, and her heart clenched. She placed the plate on the table and walked back into the kitchen. “Sorry, Alfred, I’m not hungry. I think I’ll go paint.” She placed the plate she had made for herself on the counter and left.

Y/N’s studio had been a safe space since she had first moved into the manor. She had hidden away when she first arrived at Wayne Manor, unused to such an active family. Bruce had called workers to the manor and redid the room when she had told him she liked art. Now, after years of work, canvasses filled the room on all sides. Some paintings, others photos, she had accumulated in the three years. They hung on the walls and were laid across the floor. She flooded the room with Swan Lake, her sad music, and started to mix her colors. The music she played had become an easy way for the others to discern her moods since she hadn’t spoken to anyone except Fallon, Bruce’s wife, when she first came. Bruce and Dick had installed a speaker system in her studio to drown out the noise when she was overwhelmed, and everyone in the Manor could hear it if she turned it on loud enough. When the first notes hit their ears, all eyes in the dining room turned to Jason. He refused to look up and make eye contact, instead, he stared at the breakfast that had been abandoned on the table. Once everyone had averted their gaze, he pushed away from the table and disappeared.

This led to one of the most uncomfortable weeks in the Manor ever. Y/N barely left her studio and no one saw Jason for three days before he returned. When he did, he started to act as if nothing had happened. The music had eventually stopped playing altogether, so they had no idea what kind of mood she was in. Finally, Damian was the one to gather everyone else together, “Y/N/N has not come out of her studio in a week. Since Buckethead has just decided to pretend nothing has happened. We need to fix this.”

Bruce spoke up first, “Jason and Y/N are both adults. They are both being immature, and it will eventually work itself out.

“How can we fix this when we don’t even know what happened?” Tim looked up from his laptop, “I’ve been checking in on Y/N on the cameras. All she does is paint, and the most she’s slept in days is when she falls asleep accidentally. That never lasts long, and she cries. A lot.”

“Why did Fallon have to leave! We need to fix this, or the family vacation is going to be the worst!” Dick collapsed on the couch. Fallon had finally convinced Bruce that the family needed a vacation, but two weeks before they were supposed to leave, her sister had had a baby. She decided to go help her out and just meet them at the resort. They now had a week left, and it was not looking good. No one wanted to bother their mother since she very rarely took time for herself and was enjoying time with her family. They decided Alfred would be the one to try and convince Y/N to leave the studio at least and eat something.

He appeared in the doorway and watched silently as Y/N worked on a large canvas. He walked over and saw that it was a portrait of the family. “This is beautiful, Miss Y/L/N.”

“Thank you, Alfred,” her voice was hoarse from disuse.

“What is the plan for this one?” Alfred sat down next to her on the floor.

“Everyone hates photos, but Fallon wanted a family portrait for the sitting room. Since no one can sit still long enough I decided to paint one and give it to her for her birthday,” she slowly sucked in a breath, “Plus they only have the old one, and J--some people-- are missing from it.” Tears started to well up again in her eyes. Alfred wrapped an arm around Y/N and just sat with her for a moment.

“I’ve kicked the boys out of the kitchen. Do you think you could come down and eat something? For me?” She only nodded and they both stood. Y/N sat on a stool and silently ate the soup Alfred had laid out for her. She barely tasted anything, and she was starting to feel dizzy. Her vision started to blur, and the next thing she knew, she was waking up on the floor and had five heads floating above her.

“Hi, guys. Thought the floor looked lonely.” She tried to sit up but was cut off.

“That is it,” Bruce spoke firmly, “You are going to bed, and you are sleeping. I thought you were mature enough to deal with this but I see I was wrong.” He picked Y/N up and noticed she had lost weight. He carried her up the stairs and before he had reached her bedroom, she was already asleep again. Bruce turned to the boys. “At least one of you is staying in here with her and making sure she sleeps.”

Tim volunteered for the first shift and settled into her desk with his laptop. Y/N had barely been asleep an hour before she woke up from a nightmare of Jason dying. She shot up and shouted out his name, before bursting into tears. Tim -- being the awkward person he is -- was ill-prepared to deal with the crying Y/N. The only solution he could think of was to climb into bed with her and pull up a movie. She slowly fell asleep again and clung to Tim like a starfish. When Dick came to relieve Tim and saw that he was unable to leave, he climbed into bed with the duo. Anytime Y/N would start to become distressed, they would calm her down. Eventually, Damian and Titus joined the cuddle pile, the former somewhat reluctantly, grumbling about how he was only doing this for Y/N. Little did the Bat-Family know, Alfred had called Fallon and told her about the situation and she had rushed home.

[marauderundercover]

Taking Chance Ch. 15: Problem Solving (Last name: Wayne)

AO3

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Walking into class after lunch break, Marinette keeps her head down. No need to bring attention to the fact that she’s late...again. Sliding into her seat, she breathes a sigh of relief that Mme. Bustier is also late. Probably making copies. Either way, it had saved her from getting in trouble for being late again. Opening her bag to take out her stuff, she winces as Lila’s voice pierces the room.

“And then, he said he missed me so much that he cried!” She exclaims, clutching her hands together and sighing. Marinette rolls her eyes, certain that whoever it is either doesn’t actually know Lila, or doesn’t know Lila. Either way….lie.

“I still can’t believe you’re official with THE Tim Drake!” Alya exclaims. Marinette immediately chokes on air, her entire face turning bright red as she coughs and attempts to catch her breath. It doesn’t help that everyone is suddenly staring at her and waiting to see if she’s okay. The story pops back into her mind. Yeah, sure Lila. Tim Drake is dating you- an annoying little kid. Sure.

“Are you okay?” Rose asks once Marinette finally catches her breath. She smiles awkwardly, not ready for a confrontation with Lila over this, but also wary to let anyone spread this specific rumor.

“Yeah, it’s just-” Marinette pauses and sighs. This wouldn’t be the high road, but she had to watch out for her brother. “I’m just not sure Lila is telling the truth.” Chaos erupts around her. She chances a glance at Adrien, surprised to see his supportive smile. Well, almost. They had gotten closer. And sure, he’s said he liked her in Gotham, but she kinda thought he just blurted it out after seeing she was Ladybug. She wasn’t quite sure if he actually liked her.

“I-I just don’t understand why you hate me!” Lila sobs.

“I don't-” Marinette tries to say. Keyword- tries.

“Girl, you should apologize. Lila's been talking about Tim since before we even went to Gotham! They’re super serious now. They have been for almost two years.” Alya says.

“No they’re not! Do you seriously think an almost twenty year old CEO would date some fifteen year old kid from halfway across the world? I doubt Tim’s ever even been to Italy or France since becoming Co-CEO.” Marinette rambles, knowing with absolute certainty that she was right.

“Marinette! You’re kind of being mean. Lila says-” Rose tries to say.

“Just because Lila said something doesn’t mean it’s true!” Marinette cries, her frustration threatening to overwhelm her.

“Girl, you seriously need to apologize.” Alya says softly. Marinette’s jaw drops.

“For what?” She scoffs, throwing her arms up in exasperation. “For seeing the truth and calling it out? For not bending to Lila’s every whim?”

“For being a bad friend.” Alya says simply. Marinette freezes. A bad friend? Really? Her? A bad friend? How? All she’d ever done was try to be good. To be nice. To be perfect.

“Whatever.” She finally says, standing and grabbing her stuff. She storms out of the room, ignoring the yells of protest from her classmates. She thinks she hears Adrien, but she ignores him too and continues on her rampage past everyone, including Mme. Bustier. She doesn’t stop until she’s in the basement of the school. The only thing down here were a few vending machines. She tries to calm herself down, knowing her anger is unnecessary. But it’s hard.

She wants to let herself be mad, she should be able to be mad about this! She was always trying to be  a good friend and do things for other people and help the class even when she didn’t have time. Even if it meant missing out on sleep or doing something she wants to do, she put them first. Always. But somehow, Lila came out on top. She always comes out on top. They always believed Lila. Always.

“You should leave Marinette, before you attract an akuma.” Tikki says calmly. Marinette blinks, trying to figure out- Oh. Kaalki. Duh. Quickly calling on her transformation, Marinette portals into her room at the manor before a butterfly can come infect her. The second she lands, she calls off her transformation and continues her pacing.

“I’ve always been there for them. Always helped them. Always cared. How is calling Lila out being a bad friend? She’s not even my friend!” Marinette rambles with a huff.

“Maybe you should talk to your family- get their opinions.” Tikki suggests. Marinette starts to turn her down, then realizes she has to say something. Lila’s telling lies about Tim. Lies that could get him in some serious trouble.

“I have to tell Tim! If Alya publishes anything about Lila and Tim he could get in a LOT of trouble.” Marinette rambles, throwing her door open. She blinks in surprise at Tim, standing there frowning with a huge cup of what she assumes is coffee.

“When’d you get here?” He asks, and she can tell he’s much too tired to take this seriously right now.

“I’ll fill you in later, Timmy. Get some sleep.” She says, giving him a quick hug before darting around him and down the stairs. She had to tell someone who could deal with it. Not that she wanted Lila to get in trouble or anything like that, but...she didn’t want them to be able to lie about her family anymore. She’d accept all of those other stupid lies if she just stopped lying about the Waynes.

Running past the ballroom, a sudden movement makes her backtrack and actually glance into the ballroom. Her eyes widen when she notices the movement she caught was Dick….hanging from the chandelier. Of course. Well, he’s not going to be much help, she thinks, shaking her head and turning to try and find someone else. Maybe Mr.- maybe her dad was around. Now if she was a superhero/co-CEO combo where would she spend her free time. She hums, before deciding to check his study. If he wasn’t in there, she’d just go through and check the Batcave. He had to be in one of those places. She knocks on his study door, completely expecting silence, so she’s confused when she hears him call:

“Come in.” She raises an eyebrow. Okay, so he is in the study. Pushing the door open, she smiles at him, rubbing the back of her neck nervously at the brief look of complete and total shock on his face.

“Uh, hi Dad.” She says, rocking back onto her heels nervously. He controls his face quickly, gesturing for her to shut the door.

“Marinette. When did you arrive?” He asks, carefully examining her. She turns red when she realizes- he’s looking for injuries. Since going back to Paris, she hadn’t really communicated with her family unless she was injured or unable to fight. Promising herself to change that, she sits in the chair in front of his desk.

“Five minutes ago, maybe? I’m not sure. I just-” She pauses and frowns, realizing that her emotions almost got the better of her today. She almost let her frustration win. Over something silly. Shaking the thoughts away, she says “I was upset. Lila was lying again and usually I can just ignore her but this time… She was telling everyone that she’s dating Tim, and that they’re really serious and have been for almost two years.” Her dad’s eyebrows twitch slightly.

“Isn’t Lila your age?” He asks.

“Well, she’s already fifteen. But still, it would put Tim in a really bad light if Alya posted it somewhere and knowing Alya, she’s going to post it. Because they all believe Lila. And I tried to explain to them that Tim is quite a bit older than us and he’s an actual CEO and we’re just kids to him and he hasn’t even been in Italy or France and-” She pauses, letting herself take a breath. “I just think it’s wrong for her to lie about my family.”

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Bruce tries hard to hide his shock. His daughter, who he’d known for less than two months, came all the way to Gotham because someone lied about Tim. It wasn’t the first time someone lied about the Wayne family, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last time. But the fact that his daughter was so upset that she had to come here...he was not going to let this slide. Wayne manor was a safe place, so he would make sure Marinette was able to breathe and relax a little before going home. And he was going to plan a way to stop the lies, to help Marinette.

“How can I help?” He asks, wanting to help but also wanting to make sure he does not overstep. He had heard her explaining to Damian why she let the girl get away with so many lies- it was an attempt to stop a mass akumatization. Bruce also wanted to avoid something like that, which is why he would follow his daughter’s lead.

“I don’t know! I know if I reveal everything it’s- it’s gonna be bad. I don’t know if we’d be able to handle something like that right now. Two of our temporary holders, people I trust a lot, are out of town. I don’t really trust anyone else and I’m certain we’d need their powers for the fallout from Lila’s kingdom falling.” She explains, bouncing her leg up and down as she glances around the room, possibly to come up with a plan. Bruce knew that he used a similar method when he was younger.

“What about the rumors related to the family? Do you think it would be safe to end those?” He asks, a plan beginning to form. But he’d have to get her permission. It would change many things.

“Well….yes. Yes, I think it would be safe. And even if it wasn’t, I know the fallout wouldn’t be anywhere as bad as if some of the other lies came to light.” She says. Bruce nods.

“Very well. Marinette, I believe I have something that might work, but I’m unsure if you’ll agree.” He says.

“We tell them I’m a Wayne.” Marinette says simply. Bruce blinks in surprise. It had definitely been what he was thinking, but thinking it and hearing his daughter say it out loud as if it was the most simple thing ever, those were two completely different things. He’s silent, trying to gather his words again when Marinette chuckles nervously. “I mean, we could say that I know you guys. Cause that’s not a lie.” She says. He sighs, realizing that his silence may have hurt her.

“Marinette, honey, you’re a Wayne. I want you to be one, and if you do as well, then of course we can tell them. I can even arrange for nondisclosure statements to be signed by the students in your class and the faculty. In case you’re not quite ready for the entire world to know.” He says quietly, hoping his voice is soft enough to reassure her. Her tense shoulders fall as she relaxes, her smile easing back into a natural one. Good. He didn’t mess up this time.

“Can we really do that? I do want to be a Wayne, it’s just. I’m not sure I’m ready for the world to look at me.” She says quietly. At this, he quirks a smile.

“If Adrien Agreste’s father is able to get an entire school to sign NDA’s about the boy’s lunch habits, I’m certain that having them sign an NDA when it’s for your safety will be no issue. Besides, if anyone breaks the NDA with malicious or ill intent, we can sue them.” He says simply.

“Oh, well, suing them seems a bit much.” She mumbles. He’s about to argue, when she shrugs. “But it also makes sense. Let’s do this.” He’s instantly proud of the determined look in her eyes. From saving her city to fighting lying bullies, his daughter was so much stronger than she thought.

---

Walking into class the following Monday was nerve wracking. It was almost the end of the school year, so she could’ve asked her Dad to wait until the next year to fix it. But she didn’t want to chance Lila lying about Tim all summer. Or anyone else in her family. Lila could use anyone else- even MDC- to get ahead, Marinette didn’t care. But she was done with Lila using her family. Originally, she had wanted to just do it quietly. Tell the teacher and have her pass out the forms. That’s probably how she would have done it too if her brothers hadn’t found out.

Now, her entire family was coming. She was cautious, but they promised to keep their emotions in check while they were in town. And they could always portal out if things got too tense. But, her brothers were drama queens. So it just made sense that they wanted to give her class the papers in person. She suspected Tim also wanted the chance to glare at Lila in person, and she wasn’t about to deny him that.

“Okay class! We have a few guests coming in today. They’ll be here in a couple minutes and I want you all to give them your full attention and respect.” Mme. Bustier announces, clapping her hands to get their attention. Marinette lets out a shaky breath. Here goes nothing. She tunes out the chatter of her classmates, keeping her eyes on the door. Waiting. Watching. Finally, she sees their shadows outside and her leg starts bouncing. Maybe she shouldn’t have let all of them get involved….

“Oh my god! That’s Bruce Wayne!” Alya yells as her family walks in. Marinette winces slightly at the instant fangirling from many of her classmates. She risks a glance at Lila and tries not to laugh at how pale the Italian girl had gotten. In fact, she looked a little green.

“Hello everyone! My name is Bruce Wayne, though I think you all should remember me from your trip to Gotham.” He says with a wide (fake) smile. Marinette wrinkles her nose. She doesn’t like this fake side of her Dad. She’d much rather watch him be overly serious than use that weird fake smile.

“We’ve brought some forms for everyone in this class to sign, as well as the faculty. The rest of the school won’t be required to sign these forms because it is assumed that what we are about to tell you will not go outside of this room.” Tim starts to explain, no coffee in his hand for once. “I know that it will not go outside of this room because these are NDAs, and we can and will take legal action against anyone who tells someone outside of this room about this information.” Everyone is silent, and while Marinette herself feels tense, she notices that most of her class just looks excited. Except Adrien, who was glancing back at her and looking worried. They’d already talked about this, but he was still worried. He seemed to think that this was one of her worst ideas, but honestly, Marinette didn’t care. She wanted to be able to (kind of) openly accept the other half of her family.

“Oh my god, is Tim about to propose?” Alya loudly whispers to Lila. Marinette can’t help it. She snorts. Out loud. Her face instantly heats as the entire room turns to look at her.

“Oh, uh, sorry?” She says, though it’s definitely more of a question than a statement. She wasn’t sorry.

“I am not about to propose. I’m actually not currently seriously seeing anyone, but there is a boy back home who I’ve had a few dates with.” Tim says. Marinette watches as Alya tries to say something, only to be stopped by Nino gently patting her hand and shaking his head. Good. Maybe they’d get through this without anyone getting akumatized. She glances at Lila again, rolling her eyes at the obviously fake upset look on her face. Is she seriously acting like Tim is cheating on her? In front of Tim? How dumb is she?

“I actually came to have everyone sign an NDA since my youngest daughter is in your class.” Her dad says, metaphorically dropping the bomb. He didn’t just drop it though, he chucked it at the class. The effect is immediate, the entire class erupting in whispers. Mme. Bustier tries, without luck, to gain control of the class. Marinette watches as Damian, who looked ready to murder any and all of her classmates, whistles an insanely high pitch. Wincing slightly, she makes eye contact with him and quirks an eyebrow. He shrugs, but it had been successful. The class was silent once again.

“When is she starting here?” Alya asks, obviously going into reporter mode. Marinette makes eye contact with her Dad, watching as he barely quirks an eyebrow, a silent question. One last chance to back out. She nods for him to continue. She wanted this.

“She actually already goes here. She just decided it was time to embrace the Wayne name.” He says, nodding at her. Marinette lets out a grounding breath and stands, quickly moving over to stand by her brothers. She tries to hide her hands behind her back, knowing they’re shaking like crazy. She positions herself between Dick and Jason, instantly able to relax as the feeling of safety washes over her. The class is completely silent, and Marinette isn’t sure if they don’t understand or if they’re in shock. She’s not sure which would be better.

“What?” Alya asks, barely audible.

“Marinette is my daughter, I am her biological father. She’s a Wayne. And you all have been provided with an NDA about her identity, so that she can remain safe and anonymous to the rest of Paris. Your parents have already agreed and signed both their forms and forms giving you all permission to sign a form. They all understand the importance of this secret, and I urge every single one of you to take this seriously.” Her dad says, giving the class another wide (fake) smile. She lays her head on Dick’s arm, relieved that her class instantly starts signing the forms. No outbursts right now, no possible akumas forming. Nothing. It was a relief, it was freeing. She was certain that it was going to come back and bite her- sooner rather than later if the look on Lila’s face was anything to go by- but for right now, everything was calm. And her family was supposed to stay in Paris for another day, so she’d finally be able to let three of her parents meet in person. It was nice. It was safe.

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[charmixpower]

Rewatching season 1 (and actually paying attention to Sky to figure out what the fuck everyone is talking about): Part 3

EP 11:

"Flora is over doing it, as usual!"

As usual???? We love to hear it

Stella snapping at Bloom than instantly apologizing gives me life

Not Stella's clothes!!

Musa isnt even paying attention jtkwdjje she's too busy lmaooo

Deranged plant mom :))

"ITS ABOUT TIME!!" Tecna is very upset at everyone jtjejr good for her

"Musa??" "Why the fuck would I been in Tecna's closet??"

Tecna: it's alright, I'm fine, I'm chill

Flora: *tells her the plant name*

Tecna: I take it back, I want blood

Tecna taking to her self about how mad she is so amazing

Musa getting up while Bloom Stella and Tecna are arguing to get accidentally yelled at is such background friend behavior

Ever notice how Musa is just kinda there when the girls make group decisions?? Bc I dooo

Stella: I fucking hate mud, why am I here

Bloom: because friendship!!!

Stella: kill me

Stella says she promises she won't wander off, jfkskdke, sure babe

Stella and Musa snipping at eachother my beloved

Musa: so is your outfit. This is a swamp. Not a fashion show

NONE OF YOU PEOPLE ARE WEARING BOOTS

Stella...no brain cells

Flora: *puts her hand over Stella's mouth*

Stella: peace was never an option

Stella is so fucking unhinged. She sees the little water things and says fuck it, and bites Flora

These girls are walking in water with pants on without complaining, unrealistic

"you too big 🥺 we can't invite you in"

STELLA MFJERKWIEJEJEJW "your littleness" girl thinks she's a comedian

Flora is getting so fucking close to these little guys, girlie, back up

Bloom is so ready to help anyone, love her enegry

THESE GIRLS ARE SO DUMB, FLY UP!!!

Love them

DID MUSA GET FUCKING EATEN?!?!?!?!!!?!!

How hasn't she drowned yet???

Tecna: wait.

Tecna: WAIT FUCK GUYS?!

Musa should be coughing up water

Lucius??? Bestie??? How are you doing that

Bloom.....how did you not set this forest on fire

Current s1 thoughts:

Bloom is 80% impulsive passion and 20% angry baby by volume

Tecna is too op /j, who let you have all the brains and the brawn girl? Save some talent for the rest of us

Flora is low key unhinged. Kinda upset that she didn't get to fight the plant monster :(( this could of been her episode

🌟Stella🌟 is that bitch sis ✨

Musa is kinda there in regards to decision making and stuff. She tries to come off as cool but she's hyper emotional and easily scared

EP 12:

Bloom has memories from when she was a baby and I can't even remember what I did yesterday

Fragona is a lying liar!!! *Shakes Winx club* Give me a Griselda character arc or fuck off forever!!!!

Sky will bother Timmy about anything lol

So Flora's doing the evil spell final

Stella doesn't give a fuck about grades, only the local beauty pageant

"what can I do to make you feel sorry for me?" Stella is such a little ktkekdkejsn ya know??

Lucy just needs some self confidence and she'd instantly become hotter, it's about the vibes girl

Stella says rules don't exist

Stormy is annoyed as fuck at this whole party

Why would Lucy even ask Icy and why does Icy care??

Flora and Musa are so fucking ready to help her

"what ever torture you deem necessary, as long as I become the new miss Magixs!"

As someone who's sliced his own finger open and didn't cry, and got his eye brows threaded and had in his eyes. Um, Stella's pain tolerance has to be high as fuck bc beauty shit hurts

*deep sigh* the scene. Skipping. Thank you 4kids dub for changing this

Musa went fucking off putting Stella hair up and curling it, someone get her an award

"yeah but where's the fun if I don't win"

Tecna🤝Stella

Being a sore loser

When Stormy laughs >>>>>

This ultra bubbly cheerleader is a witch and I love her so much y'all

I wonder hole long Lucy has been taking ballet classes

THE FUCKING COWBOY THING

"dance of happiness" SHE DECIDES TO CALL HER YEEHAW DANCE A DANCE OF HAPPINESS I'M LITERALLY SOBBING

Stella: *doing a weird little cow boy dance*

Icy: FUCCCCCK THIS IS AMAZING, WE NEED TO KILL HER NOW

Stella is literally going "Yeehaw!!! Yeehaw!!! Hehehehehe!!!!" And your telling me this is her talent??

Don't you know Stella is too airheaded to notice when she's in mortal danger

Musa is literally dancing in joy for Stella, Musa fans, are you listening???

Stella is literally fucking crying of joy I'm so happy for her

Musa is so ready to celebrate she already fucking forgot about Stella's test I'm sobbing

Stella, babe, you look like shit

Stella can make rain!!!

Wait but she technically passed? The test was to make life on a desolate planet and by God she did...she just fucked up a little. This is at least a passing grade

BUT SHE DID DO THE WORK?! IF SHE DIDNT SHE WOULDN'T OF BEEN ABLE TO MAKE ANY LIFE ON THE PLANET!!

Complaining to your boss rn, give Stella a C or die by my blade

EP 13:

Bloom has finally learned how to capture fire

Awe Mike stopped to say hi to Bloom :)

Alfea's Fall semester starts during Earth summer.....Bloom is currently on Winter break(???) And Mitzi is talking about school so it must be Fall in Gardenia??

Bloom with most people trying to make fun of her (*chough* S1 Riven *chough*) is hyper agressive to the point of (in her opinion) being overly mean

But with Mitzi she still struggles to stand up for herself like she wants to (her arms were shaking hard)

Mitzi: *tries to be a mean girl*

Bloom: i nearly got murdered two weeks ago, I'm not here for it

1) the aura's thing.....yeah ok. Top ten plot points that make no sense and will never be seen again, but more importantly

2) RIVEN?! WITH TITS?! Omg Riven went to Gardena to get top surgery 🥺 good for her good for her

Bloom: OH THESE PEOPLE ARE FUCKING LIARS

Bloom won't even answer why she doesn't like them fjekeje

These two bastards are walking lawsuits

I LOVE HOW ALL DURING BLOOMY'S BREAK SHES HANGING WITH HER FAMILY

Bloom says property damage isn't real

I think most fairys would work in the construction. Like...fixing shit and enchanting magical objects to keep them working. Being a fairy would just be very fancy blue collar work.... amazing

Bloom's parents are great

Bloom has prosthetic dreams????

Mike calling his department then holding his wife

Mike says he will NOT let his child into a burning building alone fjjwjskd

Baby Bloom in the fire...it was love a first sight!!! That baby was gonna get adopted by him and his wife he just knew it!!

Is this guy going to snitch about the magic???

Mike is so quick to help, love that energy

She turned the fire down lmao fjsjdj

This guy's says he won't snitch on the fire lady but he will snitch on his bosses, fuck yeah

Mitzi straight up doesn't have a life

Mike: Hey! Don't make fun of me, I worry about you

Crying in the club yall

I—I don't understand why Mike and Vanessa didn't sit down and tell Bloom this story when they found out she had magic. Like?? Would that not be the time??

We're the too frazzled??

The writers are infecting them

Stella: this chick is a fire fairy

Mike and Vanessa: *PANICK*

Bloom, the only* magical creatures on earth: I'm adopted?!

BLOOMY LOVES HER FAMILY

Bloom was just a little bby

I love how this is a group activity

Tecna and Musa sitting there, while Flora pets Bloom fjjejeekkrr

And Stella is doing her nails jdjeje

Tecna co-signing Flora is amazing

Tecna, realizing that some parents definitely just dumped a baby in the only nonmagical planet with human life: do you really wanna know who your bio parents are????

Bloom: yeah why?

Tecna, to Flora: no one tell her she was abandoned, she'll get issues

Stella: and I'll be right there with you✨✨ after all, sticking my noes in other people's business is my favorite sport!

FRIENDSHIP!! IM SOBBING!!!

EP 14:

LEAVE MIRTA ALONE GRIFFIN

Bloom is apprently taking a combat midterm

AH!!!! BLOOM HAS SAFETY SHORTS!!!!

Very good, thank you Winx club

Fragona looks so threatening, pick me up I'm scared

"the only thing I feel sure of right now is you and the Winx"

Sky, completely missing why this is a bad thing: you need some help?

This is while Sky needs a full time assistant, just to smack him every time he misses something

OH MY FUCKING GOD BLOOM ARE EE BACK ON THIS CLOUD TOWER SHIT??

This girl is so stupid please, last time you figured out it was a prank

Timmy is just down with breaking and entering, love that for him

Sky not looking up: and don't worry "Sky", I will be careful

Brandon glaring at him: Careful my ass. Do you know what will happen to you if you fall 300 ft?? Do you know what will happen to me if you fall 300 ft???

Sky is so weirdly dedicated I love him

Riven is such a weird little gossip, Darcy just has a open line. Do you think he tells her a bunch of useless shit too? Please

....so Riven snitches to Darcy immediately after we cut to Sky picking up Bloom?? I understand why people think this is actually Darcy in disguise now

Wait these two are cute

Lucy is so mean Mirta and for what??? Why the fuck would you call her a loser??? So mean :(((

Lucy is a pick-me MFNSNDNS

The Trix are already going by Trix.... Musa's nickname spread fast

YOU MADE MIRTA CRY, HOW COULD YOU!!!

Mirta says revenge!!!!! Protects her friend!!!! She's trying her best!!!!!

Poor baby Mirta, she needs a cute girlfriend and a hug

THE 3D, PLEASE, ITS SO BAD

Cloud Tower is apparently built like a fucking fortress and for what??

Bloom isn't easily sacred, thats interesting!

Why would cloud tower have this information? A different building would of been fun

"are you sure you wanna do this?" He says, after risking life and limb just to get her there

Oh a lost book? Shouldn't that belong in a secure library or some? Not a highschool? I mean if it was a chollage this would make more sense

Wait...this is fucking Valtor's backstory! They tricked her by making her think she was created like Valtor! Oh thats interesting

Sky looks so uncomfortable and then fucking nothing. No words from Sky. He's just going "THE FUCKING ANCESTRAL WITCHES?? THE ONES THAT KILLED A FULL PLANET OF PEOPLE??? WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY???" Local man is fucking confused. He does approach her to physically comfort her a couple times but hesitates

Darcy pulling a swap again would of been really fun here tbh, have "Sky" encourage her horrible line of thinking

Musa is so worried about Bloom, scram crying

BLOOM WHY ARE YOU ASLEEP IN A BUSH

She's just walking to Magix's

Mirta is so anxious I love her

Bloom is so friendly and happy to meet Mirta right after thinking she was pure evil, help

Who is your favorite Trix and why is it Stormy?

"Sorry Icy."

Icy = Alpha bitch

Tecna: This is a fucking situation

Flora: WHY ARE YOU JUST STANDING THERE, TRANSFORM

NFKEKDKD THEY TRANSFORMED INTO A POSE AND THEN JUST WALKED AWAY

WHY ARE YOU IN FORMATION WHAT'S GOING ON THIS IS FUCKING AMAZING

They're sharing information!!!!

Stella, practically stimming: Though my sparking beauty and sunny disposition!!!!!!!!!

Stella I love you

Tecna: you done yet? Are you going to do it or what??

Tecna I love you

"I know you'd need my help one of these days!! I'm so beautiful and totally essential!!!"

*points at Stella* symtom!!! SYMTOM!!! HURRY PROJECT ON HER BEFORE SHE GETS AWAY

Mirta: they're a bunch a fucking liars

Bloom: fucking hell, again?

"You two make a really cute couple. Couple of losers!!"

Icy please, Mirta just got out of a multi year relationship, this is not the time

Musa is the only one flying and she looks exhausted, girlie are you ok?

Mirta knows enough about the Winx to make a illusion of them??? I need Mirta with the Winx before this ep now

Darcy fucked up that spell so fast

Stormy and Icy look so pissed that the fell for that illusion

Bloom continues to refuse to transform when she really should

"who's that little girl?" Stella thinks Mirta looks like a middle schooler confirmed

Mirta could of been a bad bitch if they haven't fucking snubbed her

"ohhh she broke my concentration!!"

They all keep calling Mirta a "little girl"

Which implies that Mirta is a freshman?? And their not???

"there's nothing we can do for her. Icy's spell was black magic" wasn't this exact thing on your final???? Except with frogs??

Flora should of been able to break the spell after a few DAYS this is what she took her final on?? Please help me

EP 15:

Musa is so pissed about this pop quiz, she has 6 other fucking classes, she's angry

Bloom gets angry at people laughing at her before upset or scared and then laughs with them when she realizes she has writing on her face

GIVE GIRSELDA A CHARACTER ARC, MAKE HER CHARACTER MORE THAN A ONE NOTE JOKE PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU

Fragona you lying liar!!!

Musa: what kind of fairy are you anyways Flora? You can't even bring Mirta back from her pumpkin state

Flora, sick of it: And you can't even tell a pumpkin from a carrot!!!

Musa: try me.

Musa will get upset/scared and snap at anyone within distance

Mirta snatched Kiko up so quickly jrjekeeke

Daphne is completely ruining Bloom's sleep schedule

"one of the historical Nymphs of Magix's" 16 years ago

The time line is still on fire folks

Daphne was apparently dead so long that her final resting place became a lake

Thank you for finally being helpful Fragona

Sky!!! I will revoke your good guy status!!! Do not test me!!!

why is her phone already glowing? also this isn't the normal phone design is it?

Oh my god it's s1 Riven, someone please save me before I die of second hand embarrassment for this chuckle fuck

Sky and Riven's s1 rivalry would be so much more fun if they were equally jackasses, then they could both have redemption arcs :)) and still fucking hate eachother

I love how Musa plays into Stella's sense of humor some times, things to come when their finally close friends

Flora is team turnips people

CHEATER DORKS, THE LOT OF THEM!!

She's so fucking precious and adorable I'm going to start incoherently sobbing

Musa and Flora are study buddies and I'm objectively correct

Stella: FINALLY A POP QUIZ I ACED

Bloom is getting upset about the parent teacher meeting like her parents can even go though the barrier

[sayoneee]

rosierdoll inquired: please talk about your tim shepherd🤩

my love for that man &lt;3

okay so my tim is a scorpio sun, aries moon and aquarius rising. he’s also an istp. he’s mexican, and his middle name is michael. his dad was a good dad, but he died in a car accident when tim was 10. his mother was a good mother to him until his dad died and then she met his step-dad (who is white) and started spiraling. they spend most of their days high as fuck. my tim used to be scared of his stepdad when he was younger, and only graduated highschool just to prove he could. (hes actually amazing at maths).

my tim loves curly and angela more than anything, even if none of them show it. curly calls him timmy sometimes just to annoy him, and tim would’ve killed anyone else who tried. they all love each other a lot, and the way they express it is by arguing over small shit or like annoying each other.

my tim is tall, and lean, reminiscent of a panther. curly’s more muscular between the two of them. my tim is 6'0, and he has dark circles under his eyes, curly black hair (thats kinda long), a crooked nose bc mf broke it twice, a scar going down on the left side of his face (from temple to chin). he has perfect eyebrows, and perfect lips, but he looks bored or simply uninterested most of the time. he has a shit ton of scars that he has a story for each one, and he’s extremely proud of each one too. he also has tattoos, two ear piercings and a nose ring. he carries himself w kind of an easy-going confidence that u can identify in most greasers.

my tim wears a shit ton of rings, cant dance to save his life (he leaves all the dancing to curly and angela) and will never apologize for anything. u will never ever hear a verbal apology from that man ever. the way he apologizes to his siblings is by like stealing something they wanted for them or leaving them food. he cant cook for shit, he gave himself food poisoning last time he tried. he also smokes a fuck ton. he knows how to sew, obviously, and patches up his, angelas, and curlys clothes.

my tim is very persuasive. he has a way w words, and he talks fast (and flirty). hes cold and calculating, he rarely lightens up, but when he does, u get to see a glimpse of his sense of humor. his sense of humor is pretty sick/twisted and dry at some points. he has horrible commitment issues (sag venus), but hes a ride or die person once he trusts someone.

he def had a phase where he thought the whole world was against him. when he was younger, he’d lash out a shit ton and got upset over the pettiest shit, but as he like grew up, he matured. he skips town when things get shitty (he like takes a break but not for too long bc of his gang and his siblings).

my tim is not the type of person to yell at someone when hes angry; he talks in a low and even tone and it scares the shit out of most people.

my tim is amazing at pool, he’s probably never lost a game, and he’s amazing at drag racing. again, he’s probably never lost a race. he likes rock music. my tim barely gets any amount of sleep, and the few times he does get ten hours, he’s very disoriented afterwards.

his gang is composed of his and curlys friends.