#i CANNOT make an 8 hour summary i CAN'T i SHOULD NOT that is SO MUCH CONTENT

[svtskneecaps]

friends and fiends if this truly spells the Over for the qsmp i may let the brainworms that have been festering in me for MONTHS--A YEAR, EVEN--win.

i may summarize the goddamn fucking lore.

[lycheedr3ams]

Death's Angel

Part 7: Sacrifice

royal!fem!reader x executioner!konig

Summary: It's 1554. You're one of the eight daughters of the Austrian royal family, and your parents do everything they can to ensure their kingdom is prosperous and peaceful. No royal court is complete without their hand-picked executioner, one who stands out against the sea of black, faceless bodies that make up the profession. It just so happens that your family's new executioner, one who has made a name for himself far and wide for his skill with the axe, has caught your eye and ruined you for good.

Warnings: MDNI! smut, mutual pining, forbidden love, death (konig is an executioner duh), mean sisters, mentions of medieval-type violence, overbearing parents, konig is brooding and a perv, some predator/prey dynamics, possessive!konig, maybe dark themes bc reader likes seeing him kill people and bc he's a perv?

Part 6 | Part 8

I know it's been a while since I've updated this series. My life has been super busy, and I even moved. Thank you all for your patience and I hope you enjoy! One more chapter to go. as a reminder, the taglist is closed

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series inspired by the art below!

It was evening when the horse Konig had chosen collapsed from exhaustion. You were stranded in the middle of the dark forest, hours away from any landmark you recognized. Your horse lay panting on the mossy forest floor, and you held your head in your hands.

"what are we going to do? we have no money! we're lost! they're going to come looking for us!" you mumbled furiously as you began to pace. konig came over immediately and put his large, solid hands on your shoulders.

"Engel, i told you i would take care of you, didn't i?" he asked as he lifted your chin to look up at him. he gently wiped away your warm tears with his axe-calloused thumbs. "i will figure this out. we will be okay."

"but..but how! and all the gifts you gave me, they're back at the castle, and --" you nearly shrieked. you had never had a panic attack before, had never felt such fear and confusion. your life, unlike konig's, had always been planned out, set in stone, predictable, cushy. every hour of every day was always set with lessons and meals and events. but now your dress was torn, and your broken heals lost during the escape. the cold, damp earth almost stung underneath your soft feet. konig squeezed your shoulders and shook you.

"Engel!" he said, a bit louder this time. you looked up at him with wide eyes. "we are going to be okay. i told you i would take care of you, and that is exactly what i shall do. do not worry about the things i gave you. i will give you that and tenfold again."

he pulled you into a tight hug, grounding yourself in his body rather than your racing, chaotic mind. his arms were almost rock solid, but his body was so, so warm as he embraced you. for a moment, the entire world faded away, and it was just the exiled princess and her forbidden love.

the furious panting of your exhausted horse also brought you back to reality. you gently turned your head against konig's chest and looked at the poor creature laying on the ground.

"will he be okay?"

konig gently rubbed your head. "yes, we just exhausted him. we're not going to be able to go anywhere else for the night. we should not be discovered out here."

you look up at konig. "but what if we are discovered?"

his eyes were soft as he looked down at you. "then i will protect you."

you looked at him sadly. "i hope it doesn't come to that."

"as do i, Engel," he soothed as he cradled your head. "for now, we need to rest. we cannot risk a fire, the smoke will draw the soldiers. we will have to lay close for warmth."

you smile softly at him and can't help the heat that surges to your cheeks. "i'm not complaining."

konig chuckles quietly. "and neither am i."

konig removes his overcoat and wraps it around you before gesturing for you to lay on the mossy ground.

"i..." you look at the moss, feeling a little disgusted.

"ah," he said as he shook his head. "you've never slept on the ground. i almost forgot."

you look uneasily down at the damp, green moss, and take a deep breath. "it's fine." you offer konig an uneasy smile as you hesitantly lay down on the moss. the only surface you had ever slept on was silken sheets on a down bed. never once had you imagined you would be sleeping on cold, damp moss with the one whom you were never permitted to speak to.

konig laid down behind you and wrapped his arm around you, spooning you. "when i build us a house, Engel, you will have the finest sheets and silk like you once did."

you rub his arm. "konig, i don't need any of that. all i want is you."

he gently squeezes your shoulder. "yes, yes, but i still want you to have the finest sheets."

you turn around slightly and lift his hood up to reveal his surprisingly soft lips. you look into his eyes, silently asking for permission, before you closed the gap between you and gently kissed him. you had never felt your humanity so intensely as you did in this moment: laying on the damp earth, kissing your forbidden love under a canopy of leaves and stars.

you snuggle into konig's chest and wrapp yourself tightly around him.

"sleep well, Engel," he whispers. "all will be well."

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"send out all our troops to find the executioner! he has kidnapped my daughter!" your father screeched to the army commander the moment he saw you and konig disappear beyond the castle grounds. the army commander bowed and swiftly went to assemble his soldiers. your mother broke down on the ground, crying hysterically. your sisters stared in disbelief and disgust.

"you have your orders," the army commander said to his hastily formed troops. "you are to find the princess, and kill the executioner on sight."

the mail-clad soldiers nodded, and set off on horseback to every last corner of Austria.

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the next morning, you and konig began to wander the wilderness on horseback. with no sense of direction other than the sun, all you knew was that you were heading far, far away from Austria. your heart nearly leapt out of your chest whenever a stray bird rustled in the leaves, or when a deer leaped through the forest. konig sat behind you on the horse with his arms around you as he held the reins. his eyes were sharp from beneath his hood as he constantly scanned the forest for threats.

by midday, you could see a break in the forest. and beyond the meadow that lie past the forest, a silhouette of a mountain could be seen.

"once we reach the mountains, they will surely never find us," konig assured you as he kicked the horse to a trot.

you nodded and held onto the horse's mane.

"HALT!" a voice sounded from behind you.

you froze completely, and all the blood drained from your face. konig stopped the horse instantly.

"turn the horse around," the voice commanded. konig obeyed.

you came face-to-face with a small band of soldiers from your kingdom's army, ones sent by your father. they drew their swords and bows on their horses.

"by decree of the king, executioner, you are to be killed for your crime of kidnapping the princess," the leading knight said in a stern voice.

your eyes widened and your breath almost died in your throat.

"no! i wasn't kidnapped! I went willingly!" you yelled, startling your horse a little. konig whispered something in your ear.

"princess, there is no need to worry. you will be okay from here on out. we will save you," another soldier said.

"no! i mean it! i went with him on my own!" you shook your head as tears began to fall down your face as you panicked. konig did not take his eyes off any of the soldiers for an instant.

"you have been brainwashed, princess, by this devil," the leading solider said. "please, your highness, dismount the horse."

you began to hyperventilate, the air suddenly feeling quite thin in your lungs. your vision on the periphery began to blur, and you could barely hear your voice as you screamed.

"i haven't been brainwashed! I went willingly! i wanted to escape!"

before you could say anything else, your horse was suddenly struck with an arrow right in its skull. the beast toppled over and sent you and konig tumbling to the ground. konig gently grabbed your head and lessened the blow of your skull against the earth.

"step away from the princess!" one knight yelled as they dismounted with weapons drawn.

you and konig still lay on the ground as the soldiers came closer with their swords and bows. you stood up in front of konig and wiped your tears. konig stared up at you in shock as the roles were suddenly switched as you protected him. A princess protecting an executioner; such a thing had never been seen before.

"i won't let you hurt him! he's done nothing wrong! i wanted to leave! can't you see?!" you yelled.

the soldiers quickly surrounded you and konig in a circle. konig hastily stood up but did not dare to touch you.

a knight held out his free hand to you. "princess, you will be safe now."

"NO!" you yelled as you backed into konig and bumped into him. the knights were getting closer to you and him. there was nowhere to run.

"Engel, do not do this," konig whispered to you. you turned and looked up at him in panic.

"do what?! i'm not going with them! I'm going with you!"

suddenly, a knight grabbed you by the arm and yanked you away from konig and out of the circle. konig now stood alone in the center of the circle, not even daring to defend himself against the armed group of knights. there was nothing he could do.

your heart pumped loudly and your blood rang in your ears as you saw a knight behind konig raise his sword.

you couldn't hear your bone-chilling scream as you pushed through the circle with inhuman strength and cast konig aside right as the sword swung.

a cold feeling tore through your chest.

all were frozen.

you looked down at your blood-soaked dress. you felt a pair of strong arms grab you and hold you tight, and the knights threw down their weapons.

your forbidden lover held you as your vision faded black.

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[winterrrnight]

make up

PAIRING: drew starkey x best friend!gn!reader

SUMMARY: you are skilled at make up, and when you're doing Drew's make up while sitting in his lap, you both feel emotions you aren't sure you have felt before.

WARNINGS: fluff, nothing else :)

EDITH SPEAKS: UGH I WISH I COULD DO MAKE UP! but I really cannot ahahahahaha, but in the fanfiction world all is possible ;)

I think the ending kind of sucks, but I really just wanted to write about that make up scene so that's done! Ignore any little grammatical/spelling errors.

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UPDATE: part two is out now! read here

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You and your best friend Drew have been invited to one of your friend's birthday party. The theme of the birthday party is 'Euphoria', so everyone's outfits and make up looks have to be inspired by the show. You are super excited about it, because the aesthetics of the show are mesmerising and the idea of using glitter, and purple-blue eyeshadows makes you enthusiastic.

You are quite good at make up, having picked up at it at quite a younger age. Make up to you seems like painting, but this time a person is your canvas. On the other hand, Drew doesn't know anything about make up. At all. So naturally, you both decided that he will come over at your place atleast 2 hours before the party, so you both can get ready and leave together.

The party starts at 8 pm, and right at 6 pm, you hear your door bell ring. You open the door and let Drew in, who has come with a garment bag in his hand.

"We should get started on the make up, because we don't have enough time." You say, after you both have greeted each other and shared a hug. You take his hand and lead him to your room, ushering him to sit down on your bed as you gather your make up bags.

You pull out all the make up you will need and keep it on the bed for easy reach. "You okay with all of this?" You ask Drew, and he gives you a nod.

"I dont even know where all these go on my face," he says, laughing, "so yes, I think I'm okay. I trust you with this." You smile at his words. He tells you he's done his basic skincare routine: cleanser, moisturizer and sunscreen, so now you know you can start with the make up.

You take the primer and as you start layering it on his face, you realise how much you are having to bend, because you're standing in front of him and he's sitting on your bed, meaning you're completely towering over him.

When you are done applying the primer, you straighten your back up and let out a groan. Drew opens his eyes and looks at you with concern.

"You okay?" He asks, your hand now on your back.

"Yes, I'm fine," you say, looking around your room to look for a chair for you to sit down, but internally groaning again when you can't spot one.

"You know, you can, sit on my lap if you want to," Drew says, and you look at him with wide eyes.

"Oh no, its okay, I must have a chair somewhere in my living room, I'll get it, or I can just sit next to you on the bed-" You know there isn't much space on the bed; with your outfit, make up, Drew's outfit, your jewellery, and other little accessories spread around on it.

"No it's okay, I promise," he looks at you with reassuring eyes. You give him a slow nod, and sit down on his lap, your legs on either side. You don't put much weight on him, worrying he might find it a little heavy.

"You can sit down comfortably, i promise you aren't heavy." It's like he can hear your thoughts. You let your complete weight on him, and you see he's still smiling at you. You feel your heart rate quicken when his hands land on your waist and help you sit comfortably. You let out a deep inhale, and try to divert your complete focus to the make up which you need to be done within less than an hour.

You put on some foundation and concealer on his face, and start to blend it out with a beauty blender. At moments, you find yourself holding onto his shoulders for balance, and you take your hand off in just a second.

"Why are you so stiff? Relax," Drew laughs at you, his eyes closed with the unblended concealer still on his face.

He's right. Why are you so stiff? Why are you not able to relax and do what you're so experienced in? This kind of make up look never takes you this long, but your position on top of him, is making you feel emotions you didn't know you had for him.

You've been best friends with Drew as long as you can remember. He's been there for you through primary school, middle school, high school, and even when you both separated paths because you went to separate universities. He never failed to call you up almost everyday to check up on you and update you with everything that's been happening with him. Especially after he made acting his job and started getting attention, he has always taken you to film shoots in different places you never thought you'd get to explore before.

After spending so much time together, you never thought of him something more than a best friend. Why? You don't know. But you've also never ignored the fluttering in your heart each time your hand brushed his when you both reach out for the same thing at the same moment, or when he's doing a photo shoot and he looks at you and shoots you the most adorable smile. But you can never think of being something more. If you did try, you both will most probably fail, and all these years of curating a beautiful friendship so carefully will go down the gutter in a matter of seconds.

So you've always dug all these little feelings in you. No one needs to know about them. You both are perfectly fine as best friends. That's it.

Once you're done with the concealer, you start on the actual make up look. You choose a blush which will match Drew's skin tone really well, and start to layer it on a brush. Drew watches you carefully as you brush the make up brush on the palette.

You move a little closer to his face, the distance between you two being reduced to small magnitudes of inches, and start to brush the blush on his cheeks. His eyes instantly fall shut on the feeling of the soft bristles against his cheeks, an instant calm rushing in his veins. You, with your eyebrows furrowed, keep on brushing his cheeks as carefully as you can.

His cheeks are now subtly suffused with a champagne pink, and you decide to start with the eye shadow.

"Close your eyes for me," you mumble, but he doesn't need that notice. His eyes, already closed from feeling you so close to him, your heart so close to his, your skin occasionally touching his. He just hums to your words, and you start to apply the eyeshadow on his eyelids. You've never been this close to him. You notice every freckle, every scar, every beauty mark on him you've never seen before. He just became a whole lot more beautiful to you.

You want to stay this close forever. His body heat has warmed you up, and you're extremely comfortable in his lap. You slow down your movement with the eyeshadow, never wanting this moment to end.

When the eye make is done, you grab onto the silver glitter and apply it on his cheekbones, which accentuates them even more, and some on his eyelids which matches really well with the purple tints of the eyeshadow.

You get some last needed items: mascara and a lipgloss. You gently apply the mascara to his eyelashes, making sure not to poke him in the eye. You open the lipgloss and move impossibly close to him to apply it on his lips.

You gently drag the end of the applicator of the lip gloss across his lips, the gloss leaving a shine as you move it across. His lips, separated apart slightly, heave of little exhales as you are so close to him.

You just want to press your lips against his.

What? No you don't! Hes your best friend, nothing more. You cannot risk it all simply because you want to know if they taste just as sweet as they look.

You clear your throat as you're done with the lip gloss and move your face away from his. "It's done," you say with a contented smile as you look at your finished result.

Drew looks at you with a grin on his face. "How do I look?" He asks you. He knows he looks absolutely stunning. You did his make up, so yes, theres no way he doesn't look beautiful right now.

"I think you look great," you say with a cheeky smile, as you start to get off his lap, but his arms fixate around your waist and stop you from getting up.

"Don't get up, I loved having you sit on my lap," Drew says with a pout. You feel your cheeks heat up, but just giggle at his reply.

"But then we will get late for the party, and I still have to do my make up look," you say. No doubt you don't want to get off either, but you have to, you have no choice.

"Forget the party, lets just stay here and do something else," he pleads. His blue eyes pierce yours, which want nothing more than to just look at you forever.

"But then my make up look will go to waste! I did it for the party, you know," you humph. Forcing yourself against your will, you get off Drew's lap. You take your time to wear your outfit and finish with your makeup, and just five minutes before your decided leaving time, you both are completely ready.

You now stand in front each other, your faces gleaming each time light reflects on them. You did your own look quite matching to Drew's, the same purple hues and glitter splattered across your face.

"Wow," Drew whispers looking at you, as his arms find your waist again. You're beginning to get used to them being wrapped so firmly around you and softly pulling you closer to him.

You give Drew a smile and intertwine your hand with his, and you both go out of your house to go to the party.

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[handsomemilo]

If your not to busy could u do katagawa jr x reader wholesome content,usually people who write katagawa in fanfics write him cold,and pervy (also I love your work I appreciate it lots❤️)

Ok I'm going to be completely honest, you are my fav mutual <3 I appreciate you so so much!!

I put into headcanons and such because I couldn't decide on what exact kind of thing I wanted to write for it.

Wholesome Katagawa Jr

Pairing: Katagawa Jr x Gn! reader

Reader pronouns used: They/Them/theirs

Warnings: nothing you wouldn't expect in borderlands, mentions of killing

Summary: take a hint.

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Cutest mf

He may be a complete psycho but he also has like the strongest sense of family

Yk?

Like he said Rhys could have been his brother once so he clearly wanted him to be very close and like his family

So when you come along, oh boy, he's starstuck

Like a lost puppy he'll always find a way to come and follow behind you

He hates pda because he prefers every moment with you to be special and for very few eyes to see.

He purrs

You can not convince me he doesn't

When you cuddle with him and start messing with his hair, omg 😍

He loves it sm

Like you

He is hardly ever the big spoon, Idk what's telling me this just trust me on this.

He has hardly any clothing that isn't in the Maliwan colours or is for a formal occasion

So he may sometimes steal some of your clothes (if they would fit)

And when he can't steal something, give him an accessory of some kind that matches the main colour of your outfit

He's a douche

We can't deny that and push that aside

As much as we would like to

So obviously he's a huge prick to everyone in the room

Until you walk in, he literally gets weak at the knees from the mere sight of you

Breathless

Takes a whole second or two to regain his posture

Nobody dares bring it up if they do notice it, unless they've been dreaming of having a few bullets loaded into them

Such a goof

Only around you

He's so silly and tells you all about his day after coming home to you

He'll sit near you and open his arms for you to crawl into

Then he chats about all the annoying things but mainly the things he found funny throughout the day

Then he'll try to get up but if you refuse to let him go, he'll stay

He gets sooo whiny, even though he's faking it.

A constant whine no matter what he's doing

Has like 5 cats

Tell me I'm wrong.

I'm not.

He had 7 but had some weird thing about how 2 of them deserve to be set free so they could live out some weird love story?

I told you he was silly

An oddity really

If you don't like cats it's kinda a deal breaker, sorry babe

If you want any other pets, they will arrive to you in the next 3 hours of you mentioning it to him

Lizard of sorts? Yours

Bird? Yours

Fish? He'll keep the cats away but yours

Movie marathons.

A key part to every relationship if you ask me!

He grabs blanket after blanket and makes an area for the cats, you and him to all sit comfortably

Oh yeah! Forgot to mention

The cats are your kids

You are a cat parent now 👏👏 congrats!

Overall I believe he acts really sweet to his s/o

Just not everyone else

Oh and a HUGE cat lover

8/10

Only 2 points deducted because he cannot cook and should never be allowed in a kitchen

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Sorry it was short! I hope it was good enough!! No this has not been properly proofread

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[moxleys-darlin]

8: A Broken Crayon Still Colors

Summary: Grace visits Cincinnati to see her boys and it's graduation time! ❤️

TW: discussion/mention/past thoughts of past abuse, "I can't believe I survived", self doubt

Disclaimer: I absolutely changed Mox's backstory so read carefully ❤️ I also have no idea about Claudio's past but this is fiction lol ❤️ Italics are flashbacks

I don't speak Spanish, Italian, or French so these are translated! Hope I got them right! Lemme know! ❤️

I only claim Grace and her family; everyone else I'm borrowing.

“Claudio’s picking you up when you land?” She rolls her eyes affectionately at the worry in Eddie’s question. 

“Yes Papa; Moxie is training with his partner and working with his next opponent so Claudio will get me from the airport. He’s going to be there an hour before, and I gave him where I should come out. Don’t worry so much or you’ll get more gray in your hair.” 

“Hush you, it’s my job to worry about you.” He shakes his head. 

She leans over to kiss his cheek. “I appreciate it. I’ll give Dad your love and I’ll see you Tuesday at four-ish.” She slides out of the truck and grabs her bag from the backseat.

“Sure, you don’t want me to see you off?” 

“I’ll be okay.” She blows him a kiss before heading inside the airport.

Claudio isn’t hard to find in the crowd and she beams when he makes eye contact with her. They had known each other for almost five months, but the two men had been so busy that this was the first time they had seen each other since they met. She maneuvers around people until she finds herself right in front of her tall Swiss and she finds herself being kissed breathless. 

“I have missed you piccolina; phone and video calls are not enough.” He says when he pulls away.

“I missed you too, both of you, so much.” She steps back but grabs his hand as she realizes people are staring at them. “Come on, I’m starving and I can’t wait to see y’all’s apartment in person.” He takes her bags from her and she can’t stop smiling as he leads her to the car. 

“Are you okay with ordering out tonight? Jon cannot cook to save his life and, while I am learning, I only know simple meals. We waited to go shopping for any food except sandwich ingredients until you arrived so that you could have a say as well.” He opens the car door for her and waits until she’s in before closing the door. 

He puts her bag in the backseat and goes to the driver's seat to get in with her. “Takeout’s perfect, guapo, I’m really not picky.”

“Pizza then? As long as Jon has pepperoni he’s happy, and he’ll be staving after training.”

“Sounds perfect. Will he be home soon, or do you know?” 

“Once he learns you’re at the apartment I’m sure he will leave whether they are done with training or not.” She stares at him as he chuckles deeply, not able to help being mesmerized by him still. “What is it, bellissima?”

“You’re beautiful.” She blurts out before blushing deeply. “I-I still have trouble knowing that y’all are actually mine.” His arm is on the middle console, and she traces her fingers over his mark. 

“You are beautiful as well and Jon and I know exactly how lucky we are to have found you. Never doubt that our love for you is strong and we will always be yours, yes?” 

“You might have to tell me a few times for it to sink in; sorry in advance.” She giggles and looks up at him when he moves his arm and grabs her hand to squeeze it. 

“I’ll tell you as many times as you need to believe me.” He kisses the back of her hand and continues holding it as they drive.

“A squash match?! Two against one and it results in a squash match? What the heck? I know Big Show is supposed to be this all-powerful giant but come on.” She groans into Claudio’s chest as he laughs at her outburst. 

“Uh oh, what’s got our Gracie Rose all worked up?” She turns away from Claudio’s chest and faces their other soulmate.

“It was a squash match Moxie; a minute long and you didn’t get to showcase anything. What was the point? Es tan estúpido.” He sighs and rolls his eyes before pulling her into a sweaty hug which makes her squirm. “Ew! Moxie that’s gross!” She pushes him off her as he and Claudio laugh at her. 

“Today was all about exposure babe; people that didn’t know about Jon Moxley know about me now. They may decide to look me up and see some other matches of mine. Plus, I got paid to get my ass handed to me by the big man.” He shrugs and she can’t help but laugh at him. 

“Well said Mister Moxley. It was a good match regardless of the ending; I know how difficult facing Paul Wight can be, so you did well.” They turn to look at William coming up behind them. 

“Thank you, Lordship.” Jon drawls out. “Much appreciated support coming from you.” 

Grace gives William a quick hug and a smile. “Hey William, no Bryan today?” 

“Hello little dove.” He smiles down at her. “No, he has a few matches this week so he’s training for them, but he sends his love and says we’ll be at your graduation.”

“I’ll make sure to give him a call when I get home tomorrow! And I’m glad that y’all are able to come.” She looks at Claudio and puts her hand out and grins when he grabs it. “I don’t know if you’ve officially met my other soulmate; this is Claudio Castagnoli.” William’s eyes light up at the name and happily shakes Claudio’s hand. 

“Ah yes! I have seen you wrestle, and I believe you’ve had a few matches against my Bryan in Ring of Honor.” He sends a sly wink to Grace. “You have some talented boys by your side, little dove.” 

“Yes I do, and I’m very proud of them.” She beams with pride. “We’re going to go get something to eat and hang out before I leave tomorrow, but I’ll see you at the end of the month, okay?”

“I shall watch out for the two of you gentlemen in the future; you both have impressed me greatly. Grace, darling, congratulations again on your acceptance to the University of Texas.” He drops a kiss on the top of her head. “I will see you all at the end of the month.” With that he walks off and they are surprised when Paul and Stephanie Levesque approach them. 

“Well done out there, Mr. Moxley, and thank you for coming and wrestling tonight.” 

“You’re welcome, ma’am; thank you for letting me come.” Jon runs a hand through his hair. “And you can call me Mox, everybody does; well except for his Lordship William Regal but he never listens.” Grace snorts at that. 

“Well, you did good, son.” Paul puts his hand out and Grace is proud of her man, knowing that it’s a sign of respect from the older wrestler. 

“And how are you, Grace?” Stephanie turns her attention to her. “How’s Eddie?”

“I’m well thank you, ma’am. Papa is good as well, he’s back in El Paso at the school. I’m here this weekend to support Jon and see them both before I get busy the last couple weeks of school before graduation.” She gives the older woman a small smile and Claudio squeezes her hand in comfort. 

“Well tell him we said hello and congratulations on graduating! I’ll make sure to send something for you with Chris. Good job again Mr. Moxley.” Grace breathes a sigh of relief as they walk off and both men send her a questioning look. 

“Are you okay, darlin’? Look like you saw fuckin’ ghost, babe.”

“She just rattles me sometimes; nothing she’s ever done, it’s just how everyone else acts when they see me and her.”

“Why? ‘Cause you look kinda like her?”

“It’s like a running joke that Vince must have got bored when they were in San Antonio one time, and it resulted in me. They try to keep it away from the McMahons and my dad, but word gets around. People think it’s funny to ‘mistake’ me for Stephanie.”

Jon scoffs and throws his arm over her shoulder while Claudio squeezes her hand again. “People need to mind their damn business; I hate that elementary bullshit.” He shakes his head and kisses her temple as they arrive at the car. “Let’s get some food and forget about tonight, okay?” At her nod, he gives her a peck on the lips before opening the door for her.

“We love you, tesoro.” Claudio gives her a kiss too before she gets in the car. 

Watching them bicker from the backseat make her wish she never had to leave them again. These past few days with them have been amazing and she can’t wait until the day she doesn’t have to tell them goodbye. 

“Knock knock cariña, may I come in?” Nancy laughs as Eddie calls out from behind the door like it’s not open.

“Come in Papa! Mama’s just finishing my hair.” She turns when the door opens wider, but the man doesn’t say anything and sees Eddie staring at her. “What is it, Papa?”

“You look beautiful, Grace.” He wipes a tear from his eye and comes over to kiss her on the top of her head.

“Thank you.” She looks up at him and smiles. “I’m glad I can celebrate this day with all of you.” She grabs his hand and squeezes. “Are William and Bryan here yet? Bry called about an hour ago and said they were ‘close’ which means nothing coming from him.” 

“Sí cariña they just showed up, it’s why I came up here. They both would like to give you their present now before everything happens tonight.” 

She cocks her head to the side in confusion. “Uh, sure of course they can.” She looks over at Nancy. “Are we good Mama?” 

“Yes baby; you’re all curled and perfect! You just need to change into your dress but that will be before we leave.”

She looks quickly in the mirror and hugs Nancy tightly. “I love it! Thank you!”

“You look beautiful, baby.” Nancy beams as Grace kisses her on the cheek. “When will your boys be here?”

“Thank you Mama.” She checks her phone again and sees Claudio’s message. “Claudio says they’ll be here in about twenty minutes, but knowing Jon’s driving? They’ll be here in about ten.”

“Oh, I can’t wait to meet them!” Grace grabs Nancy’s hand as she starts to leave the room. “What is it baby?”

“Just… Jon isn’t big on a lot of attention outside of the ring; he’s kind of like Ty in a way or Dad.” Nancy squeezes Grace’s hand. “Claudio’s a people person, he can make friends with anyone, but Jon is quiet and can get antsy. Please watch out for him until I come down?”

“Of course I’ll take care of your boy, baby; he’s family now.” A knock interrupts them and she’s excited when Bryan is the first to walk in.

“Dragon! I’m so happy you’re here!” Bryan guffaws at the use of his nickname and catches her as she jumps in his arms. 

“Terribly sorry to interrupt, my friends.” 

“Not interrupting at all William, we were just heading downstairs to wait for Grace’s boys. Come on Eddie, let’s go see what damage has been caused while we were up here.”

Bryan releases Grace so she can hug William as well before she sits at her desk. “Papa said you wanted to give me my present now instead of later?”

Bryan laughs softly. “More like Will didn’t want your sister or Tyler to see it and think it was a toy.” She looks at William confused, and he laughs as well.

“Ignore him, dove.” Regal chuckles. “We were going to pay for your books as a present, but Chris and Taz stated- quite proudly I might add- that your scholarship covers such things.” He holds out the gift bag and she’s surprised at how heavy it is. “So, we got you something we hope will help. Go on, flower.” 

She gasps softly as she pulls out the box for a laptop. “William, Bry, you shouldn’t have. This is so expensive-.”

“Nonsense Grace, this will help you in school and we wanted to get it for you.”

Bryan pats her shoulder and smiles when she looks up at him. “You deserve it, Gracie; you worked so hard to get the grades and the scholarships you got, okay?” 

She sets the box back in the bag and sets it on the desk before hugging both men. “Thank you so much! I promise I’ll take care of it.”

“We know you will, little dove.” He pats her gently on the back. “Now, let’s go down and see if those boys of yours are here, yes?”

She nods excitedly and practically skips downstairs as William and Bryan chuckle behind her. She’s happy to see Claudio sitting at the table talking to her family while Moxie has his hands resting on the Swiss’s shoulders. She can tell he’s a little uncomfortable but seems okay at the moment so she’s not worried. 

“There you are! We’ve been waiting, Gracie; your friends are here.” Sheri giggles and leans closer to her. “I think Shaul likes Jon.”

“Sheri! I do not!” Sheri giggles and runs to their Papa for him to save her. “Please ignore her, Gracie.” 

Grace laughs and waves her hand. “Shauly, it’s fine. Stop worrying! Jon’s cute; heck all I think about is how cute they are, so it’s fine.” She hugs Shaul as she laughs. “Now come on so I can go rescue Jon from the talkers of our family.” 

She comes up to the table and Jon seems to sense that someone new is in the room as he turns his head to look at her. His eyes seem to light up a little now that he has both her and Claudio in the room and she watches as he runs a hand across Claudio’s shoulder to get his attention. 

“Ah, bellissima there you are, we were just getting to know your lovely family.” Claudio booms and she smiles at him as he gets up to greet her. “You look beautiful.” He whispers in her ear as he kisses her cheek. 

“Thank you guapo; I’m so glad y’all could make it.” She turns to Jon and hugs him gently, smiling when some of the tension leaves his body. “I’m glad your job let you come. Are you okay or do you wanna go outside for a bit?” She whispers softly in his ear.

“Uh, outside for a minute? Claudio and I wanna give you a present anyway.” He mutters and she nods. 

“Hey Mama, we’re gonna head outside for a minute, okay? We’ll be right back.” She and Nancy have a silent conversation for a moment before Nancy nods. 

“Of course baby; just remember we need to get you changed in a few and head out.” 

She grabs Claudio’s hand and loops a finger through Jon’s belt loop as he leads them to the back door and outside before hugging her again. She giggles as Claudio comes and sandwiches her between them. 

“We got you somethin’ for your graduation, darlin’.” Jon murmurs in her ear and she blushes lightly. 

“Y’all didn’t have to do that; thank you though I really appreciate it.” 

Claudio and Jon step back and Claudio bends slightly to kiss the red-tinged cheek. “We had a bit of help from your papa, caro, so we hope you like them.”

She doesn’t have time to answer as Claudio pulls a necklace box from his pants pocket. She opens it slowly and gasps as she sees the beautiful silver oval locket opened showing their pictures inside. 

“Oh guys, it’s beautiful! Will you put it on?” Grace looks between her two soulmates. 

“In a moment bellissima. Jon?” She looks at Jon and notices he has a jewelry box as well. 

“This is too much y’all!”  “Open it, brat.” He says as he rolls his eyes lovingly. 

In the box is a simple ID bracelet with the engraving Mox & Claudio with their soulmark next to it and it makes her tear up. “I love them! Please put them on me so I can wear them tonight.”

Claudio gathers her hair gently and places it over her shoulder before clasping the locket while Jon fights with the bracelet a moment before finally getting it on her. She kisses Jon first then turns and kisses Claudio in thanks before Nancy comes outside. 

“Sorry guys; Grace we gotta get you dressed and get going, come on.”

“We’ll meet you at the school, Gracie, we’re riding with Bryan and William there so we can get some good seats for the family.” 

“Okay Moxie, Claudio. See y’all there.” She kisses them quickly again before following her Mama upstairs to get ready.

Grace sighs in relief as she finds an empty classroom to step into after graduation. She grasps her locket and slides it back and forth as she tries to put the gray thoughts out of her head. She tries to remember that today is special because she never thought she’d actually be alive to see it and now she has her soulmates, her dads, and the rest of her beautiful found family to celebrate with her. Flashes of her past pass before her eyes and Grace combats them with the moments before they left the house today and the gift from her dads, Mama, and Uncle Taz.  

Tyler crashes into Grace’s legs and she’s surprised when he wants to be picked up and held by her, but she does it gladly. 

“You look pretty, Gracie.” He mutters. 

“Thank you, Ty; you look pretty handsome yourself.” She headbutts against his temple softly and smiles at his huffed out laugh. 

“He’s right mon calme, you look beautiful.” 

“Thanks Dad.” 

“We have a gift for you before we leave, something from all four of us as a graduation and acceptance to college present.” 

“Guys! No more presents! Y’all have already done way too much!” She protests, knowing it’s falling on deaf ears. 

“Hush mija, you deserve this for all of your hard work and it’s nothing we won’t do for the other children too, so stop worrying so much.” He kisses her temple, and she calms slightly. “You know what to do Tyler.” She gives Ty a look of betrayal as he smiles before covering her eyes with his little hands.

“Ty! I thought you were on my side.” He gives her another huffing laugh but stays quiet. 

Nancy grabs her hand and leads her outside and she can hear her sisters giggling and Taz shushing them. She feels herself smile as she hears Nancy whisper ‘now’ to Ty and he drops his hands from her eyes. Grace can’t help but start to cry as she sees the Honda hatchback sitting with a bow in the driveway.

Nancy takes Ty from her arms as she hugs both of her dads and cries. “Please say those are happy tears, mija.” 

“Dad, Papa esto es demasiado. Me encanta, gracias, os quiero a todo.” She mutters into Chris’s chest. 

“For all of your hard work, mon calme.” He leans down and whispers in her ear. “You deserve this; never forget how proud we are of you.”

“Grace?” She startles slightly but calms when she sees Jon and Claudio in the doorway. “Apologies, piccolina, I didn’t mean to startle you.” 

She clears her throat and shakes her head at him. “Sorry, I was just thinking.”

“You okay, Gracie Rose?” She nods enthusiastically. “Because you can talk to us.” 

She strides over to them and kisses their cheeks. “I know mis amores, but I promise I’m okay. It was really crowded, and I needed a second but now I need y’all and the family.” She smiles brightly, the gray thoughts completely gone now that her rays of sunshine were here to chase them away. 

“Yeah, I gotta get back to my buddy Tyler; I’m gonna get him to like me.”

“Moxie, you’ll win him over faster by not talking to him; treat him like you would treat you.” She rolls her eyes at Claudio before grabbing both men’s hands and going to find her family. 

“Are you ready for July, piccolina?” Claudio asks, changing the subject. 

“Yes! I can’t wait to come and stay with y’all for the month. Promise you won’t get tired of me at the end of it?” She asks only half joking. 

Jon stops all three of them and pulls her to them. “Let’s get one thing straight, yeah?” 

“Jon-.” Claudio drawls out and Grace stares up at Jon’s face with trepidation when he cuts Claudio off. 

“We are never going to get tired of you Gracelynn Rose; do you hear me? It may only be five months since we met but I would die before I would let anything happen to you or to Claudio. You’re stuck with us, alright darlin’?” At her slow nod he softens and drops his voice. “You and Claudio are the best things besides my sister that have ever happened to me, okay? Please never doubt that Gracie.” 

“I won’t ever doubt it, for either of you, I promise.” She states quietly and kisses both of them softly. 

Spanish: guapo: handsome es tan estúpido: it's just so stupid cariña: honey esto es demasiado. Me encanta, gracias, os quiero a todo: this is too much. I love it, thank you, I love you all mis amores: my loves

Italian: piccolina: little one bellissima: beautiful/gorgeous tesoro: darling

French: mon calme: my quiet one

Chapter 8! Sorry it's been a bit! I've been in a bit of a writing funk so I hope this gets some love! Hope to be back with some stories! Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed! Much love! 😘