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wren-dy-flowergarden · 8 months

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Hello, there! Since you got the final request slot open, can I request a fluffy scenario in which Leona and his fem! s/o share a kiss in the rain. Takes place during the Tamashina Mina event. If you can't write Leona or don't know much about him, I understand if you don't wanna write him. Thank you!

*ੈ✩‧˚₊⁀➴A/N: You want fluff- I gotchu fam. Also disclaimer- I only played half of this event in Japanese and had to go find the end on a wiki page lolllll. I'm not sure if this is accurate but fluffy hehe I'm sure it is. I hope my rendition of Leona is still in character let me know your thoughts on this sweet request hehe (´∀｀)♡

*ੈ✩‧˚₊⁀➴Leona x f!Reader (can be read as gn!Reader)

*ੈ✩‧˚₊⁀➴WC: 1.2k

*ੈ✩‧˚₊⁀➴Tags: kisses in the rain, fluff, possessive Leona, mine mine mine, gotta do anything to win mindset, good luck rituals

The score is not looking good.

You glance around at the team. Lillia has already been disqualified for using magic, which in your understanding should have been nothing more than a penalty! Which is worse? Being disqualified or that imperial guard cracking his head on the slate after being pushed off the ring?

Vil's ankle is swelling more and more, and it further cements the idea in you that Lillia should still be in the tournament as you see Kalim ready his stance.

Jack was their third member and would have been perfect for the last round but he was already out due to a heatstroke from before.

You're on the edge of your seat as the referee calls the match for Kalim. A stroke of luck that his opponent was the bus driver they helped earlier in the week. Another tick on the board for NRC. That doesn't make you any less nervous, though.

Grim already moved a couple spaces after you accidentally squished him too hard. That left you to fidget with the end of Leona's outfit as you tried to make plays, any plausible strategies for the last round with the players you had left.

The fabric that ties around his tunic in golden sunset weaves through your anxiety as you fiddle.

"Nervous Herbivore?"

You jump, looking to your left where you see a Leona, his ears are perked up. Kalim exits the stage for the second time. Two small beast men jump on to clean the stage for its last round, giving you a little more time to think.

"You're asking me that now? We have no more viable players, and you are going to stay here for an entire week if we don’t win!" You cry as the fabric strains against your pulls. "How are you not nervous?"

It seems like the question went in one ear and out the other, because all Leona is repeats with that sly grin is, "Ah~ So what you're saying is that the little herbivore will miss me?"

Bullseye.

You stupor for a mere second. "N-No! I'll just miss Ruggie cooking extra for you." In reality, you will miss the late afternoon naps in the garden with Leona. He was like your personal blanket as he wrapped around you in the grass. You never felt better rested after a long day of classes.

"Oh, really now?" He's closer and you feel warmer than usual even with the pockets of clouds coming in. He knows your lying.

A cough interrupts the both of you as the royal Chamberlin clears his throat, stone eyes not even remotely moving from the empty stage. "It be best for you both to focus right now."

You feel red and turn back to the stage, giving Leona a small push with your shoulder. Of course, her doesn't budge, but you can feel the pleasant hum run through his body into your own as you nudge him. You wish he stop that. "Yeah, focus or else you're giving lessons for a week at least."

Leona, with his signature smirk, lowers the mask on top of his head. You can only see his emerald eyes contrasting against gold. "Don't worry herbivore this is the last play before checkmate."

You stop fiddling with the end of his robes as he stands up, abruptly grabbing your hand leading you towards the staircase leaving the assortment of the NRC team and a few others in confusion.

"And I'm going to be borrowing you."

You hold your hands out, like a private hanger for Leona as he strips down his robes to the tunic beneath. You're a blushing mess as you see the way he slides fabric off bare muscle. He’s such a tease, the way Leona languidly slides his arm through one sleeve of the robes before depositing it in your arms.

Another piece of ornament clinks around your neck you grunt. "Is this really going to work?" Another trail of beaded gems and you swear your arms will start to buckle if he continues, "We look nothing alike ack-!"

A scarf covers your head, and you flail for a moment, before Leona hushes you, "I'm not tucking my tail between my legs and letting that prissy Vil fight with that leg." Large hands wrap the scarf a couple times around you head until you can see Leona's eyes again, "Heh- you sort of look like a wild monkey.”

You open your mouth to rebuttal that comment but the smell of fresh water touches your nose and soon your head, then your cheeks. Rain is falling.

"Ah..." Leona groans. You look up, and he looks displeased.

"What?" You ask, the tip of your lips becoming a smile. "You never told me you were part cat?"

His tail whips against your thigh and you almost drop his clothing out of reaction, "It was just a joke!"

Hu huffs, bringing a hand up to the rain. It was becoming heavier now. "There's nothing to joke about." His tail is swinging back and forward now, a frown etched on your face as he clicks his tongue. You look up into the sky and even with it raining so heavily you can still see the sun peeking through some parts of the clouds.

You blink rain falling down your lashes, "It’s kind of nice it started raining already. Like a good omen of sorts,"

He pauses. "What are you even talking about. Rain is supposed to fall for the victor." Leona crosses his arms over his chest, and you shrug the best you can with everything holding you down.

"Well, yah silly. That’s you.”

Maybe this is why he kept you so close. The way you speak your mind, unhindered by others. The way you break through walls in his life with full force. Something akin to shock is plastered on his face before it quickly disintegrates with laughter. Shoulders bobbing up and down.

"That's some type of logic there Herbivore."

"Yes, so please hurry and go win.” You joke. The rain is seeping into the fabric around your arms and is starting to drag you down, "Especially if I have to hold this the whole match." The muffle of the announcement echoes in the stadium for the last round.

You're about to make your way inside the arena, but a cool yet warm heat enters your back as Leona holds you still. The ornamental beads trail off his mask onto your head as he tucks his head above, a warm chuckles leave his throat. "Aren't you forgetting something?"

You tilt your head upward to be met with his usual smirk. He’s playing games with you again, but you're not the type to back down.

Twisting around, still captured in his arms you look at his eyes hidden by layers of gold and precious gems hanging off the edges. "Hmmm, no you still look just as pompous as ever."

He huffs as he pulls you closer, you would be chest to chest, but you're carrying his dirty laundry- or soaking laundry. That doesn't stop you from feeling a little abashed though with the proximity.

"Before battle, there is a tradition of sorts, beast men would receive a trinket from their king before going to battle. Sacrificing themselves for the kingdom."

"We went over this before.” You hum, "I thought you served no king?"

It the same type of rumble in his chest that you fall asleep to those quiet afternoons, "I don't."

"Well Mr. I-don't-follow-anyone, I'm not sure what I can give you." You beam. You want to make him ask for it. They were reserved for special occasions after all.

It's a quiet growl Leona makes close to your ear. The rain is slipping off the two of you, you can it dripping down his cheekbones down to you, you feel the headscarf becoming heavier as it slips of you head onto the back of your neck as you tilt you head to the side, playfully.

"Wasn't it Kifaj saying how a prince should have manners?" You ask as he digs closer into you.

"You can't deny me Herbivore." He mumbles, the strings of gems give a cold tickle on your face as he moves, he mask to his forehead exposing his face.

You laugh, he can be so cute when he wants to be. "I can you can't, but I'm feeling rather nice and I'm sure there will not wait any longer for,"me" to go on stage so just one.”

You tilt your head, and he leans closer than your lips touch. It's sweeter than usual. He tastes like the mix of hibiscus and coconut juices you have been drinking the past weekend.

It's also different from the small pecks you shared in NRC or the sessions you had when no one was watching. The chill of rain soaking you to the bone, the weight of fabric clinging to your skin wanting to drag you down if you were not careful. Leona's hand felt like fire against your back as he held you still, the other rubbing gently massaging your cheek. Gems would clink against gold in a soft chimes vibrant against the pelting of the rain on the concrete.

He wants to deepen it, you can feel his tongue asking for permission as he swipes against your lips. To explore you deeper in a more intimate fashion compared to other times. It’s so quiet here and you almost let him if you didn't hear the microphone boom again.

NRC last contestant. Make way to the arena immediately or risk disqualification! I repeat-

You break away with a breath and Leona looks irritated as his ears twitch in annoyance. "Damn committee, can't they wait a couple more minutes?"

A laugh erupts out of you push against him escaping towards the arena, "We can continue later 'me'! Back at NRC when you win."

It's a little comedic to see a lion soaking in the rain by himself. You don't even hear him call anything back not that you needed that.

Words are useless in front of actions.

#twst x reader #twisted wonderland #twst x you #twst imagines #leona fluff #leona kingscholar #leona x reader #leona kingsholar x reader #.wwrenwrites

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avalil18 · 2 months

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(Series)Meeting The Parents

Summary:you met joes parents for the first time and they absolutely adore you

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Y/n pov

It’s game day here at OSU and I’m so excited! Joe is finally playing! I also get to meet Robin and Jimmy, joes parents. I’m honestly quite nervous but I know they are loving people and amazing parents!

I’m wearing black jean shorts that aren’t to short and an OSU cropped long sleeve shirt with converse. My hair is down and curled at the ends and I put the front pieces up into clips. As I was walking into the stadium I see Robin and Jimmy. They quickly noticed me and walked over with some cousins and joes brothers.

“Y/n! It’s so nice to finally meet you!”-Robin says as she is hugging you

“Hi! I’m so excited to finally meet you too!”-you say hugging back

I moved away from Robin to give jimmy a quick hug

“Hi y/n! I’m Jimmy and it’s great to finally meet you!”-jimmy

“Aww! Thank you! Ive heard so many great things about you guys! Joe always talks so highly about you guys!”-you say pulling out of the hug

“Aww that’s so sweet! Joe always talks about you! I’ve never seen him so happy! Thank you for taking care of him!”-Robin

“Of course!”-you

I smiled and hugged the rest of the family and made small talk until Robin came up to me as we walked to our seats.

“So,where are you from y/n?”-robin

“Im from Northgate,Ohio! Just out of Cincinnati!”-you

“Omg! Such a cute town!”-robin

“Yeah! It’s great!”-you

“And how’s your family? Any siblings?”-robin

“They are good! I’m very close with my family! I have a twin brother and an older sister.I’m very close with them!”-you

“Awww! That must be so nice! As you know Joe has older brothers so he was really the only child in the house growing up!”-robin

“Yeah! He told me that they graduated high school when he was born!”-you

“Yep! But he is still very close with his brothers which I love!”-robin

“That’s so sweet!”-you

Robin and I talked for a bit more and we kept laughing as she told me stories about Joe when he was a kid.

“So y/n, do you work?”-daniel (joes brother)

“I do! I work in marketing for a company called Kroger!”-you

“Oh wow! Thats amazing!”-daniel

“Thank you! It’s a lot of fun!”-you

After talking with joes brothers for a bit the game finally started. All of us were cheering and stressing. As fourth quarter hit and the clock was 0:20 we knew we were going to win, and we did! I was so proud of Joe!

After the game ended we all walked down into the family area where the families wait for the players to come out. After a couple minute wait Joe finally came out. I let joes family greet him and congratulate him before I ran up to hug him.

“Hey there winner!”-you

“Hi babe!”-joe said hugging me

“I am so proud of you! You did amazing out there Joey!”-you

“Thanks! And thank you for coming out to support and meet the fam! I hope they weren’t a lot.”-joe

“Of course! And are you kidding? They are amazing and I love your family!”-you

“Haha,good!”-joe

Robin came up to us and said

“She’s a keeper Joey!”-Robin

Then Jimmy and everyone else joined in

“Yeah! She’s amazing!”-everyone

I gave a big smile! I am so happy they love me!

“Oh trust me, I know!”-joe

I gave Joe a big smile and kissed him on the cheek before giving him a hug.

“I got to go because my friend is taking me back, but it was so lovely meeting all of you!”-you say hugging everyone

“Awww y/n! I was so lovely meeting you and I hope to see you soon!”-robin

I hugged her and gave Joe one last hug and kiss then took off.

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Joes pov (after the game)

“Omg Joey I love her!”-robin

“Same!”- Daniel and Jimmy

“Good, because she’s the one.”-joe

Robin looked up at him

“Really! Omg Joe! Do you love her?”-robin

“Haha,yeah! I really do love her, mom! She helped me get rid of all my anxiety during the game. She said something to me this morning when I was getting nervous and I kept repeating in my head what she said during the game and it helped me so much. She makes me happy, like really happy! She just gets me and understands me.”-joe

“Awww! I’m so happy for you! I can see the way she looks at you and the way you look at her! That’s true love,Joey!”-robin

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Authors note: um hello aren’t they the cutest couple ever!!! Anyway hoped you enjoyed!🫶

#joe burrow

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raya-hunter01 · 9 months

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Lights, Camera, Action! Pt. 5

Lights, Camera, Action!

Jey Uso x Black Female OC! (Shantell)

Roman x Black Female OC! Tangela

Solo x Black Female OC! Sofia

Jimmy x Trin

Rating: 18+

Warning: Smut; oral, sex, fluff, defloration (Virginity) masturbation

Words: 7,288

Summary: How do you keep it together as Smackdown’s production director and navigate your life as the girlfriend of Mr. Main Event Jey Uso. Follow Shantell as she navigates her life as a girlfriend, sister, and confidant to the bloodline. Follow her on her journey to self-discovery of love and happiness.

R&B Brunch Club

One Week Later

Shantell’s POV

I can’t believe I let them talk me into coming here, but I have to say this is a cool concept. Blasting R&B past and present, people just vibing together from all walks of life enjoying. The dance floor isn’t too bad either.

“You drinkin' tonight?” Trin asks as I shake my head. “Nah, I don’t really feel like it,” I say nursing my ginger ale trying to keep the nausea at bay.

“I can’t believe this shit,” I hear Joe mutter as I follow his eyes and there was Jey and Taraji making their way over to our table. “Who invited her ass, I knew ya’ll invited him,” Tangela says looking at Taraji hanging all over Jey, who didn’t seem to mind.

“I know you fuckin’ lyin’. He knew Shan would be here, and he comes in here with her ass,” Trin hisses as Solo looks guilty. He took a sip of his drink looking around. “We didn’t get to celebrate his win last week. Regardless of what we think, he’s with her and we got to accept it,” Solo says taking a deep breath.

“Guys, it’s ok, I’m good. I don’t want ya’ll arguing, your family,” I say looking at them. “So are you, we meant that shit when we said it,” Joe said looking at Jey shaking his head.

“Girl you so mature, because I would have been done beat his ass, and hers,” Sofia says eying the couple. I took a deep breath as I felt Sofia’s hand on my leg. I refuse to let this ruin my night, I’m going to dance and have fun. I looked over at Jimmy who is nursing his drink shooting daggers at his brother.

Jey’s POV

I see my family sitting at the table, and I know in this moment I’m wrong for bringing Taraji here. Shit! Shantell did decide to come. I know that ain’t the dress I bought for her to wear on our first date.

“What up my fam,” I say eying Shantell up and down as I see her plaster a small smile on her face. “Sit down, Uce,” Solo says getting up making room for us.

“This place is so nice,” Taraji says looking around as Shantell is nodding her head to the music, ignoring making eye contact with me. I couldn’t help staring at her, she was on point tonight, hell every night.

The table was quiet and tense as Joe finally spoke. “let’s party,” he says ordering a round for the table. “Let’s dance, ladies,” Solo says standing up as all the girls except Taraji went to join him dance floor. She stayed sitting beside me, and I wanted to disappear. Why the hell did I bring her here?

Joe’s POV

“Why don’t you join them Taraji,” Jimmy says as I see him gulp, trying plaster a smile on his face. At least he’s trying, I guess. “Yea, come on Jey,” she says pulling him up to go dance. “You just had to open your mouth,” I say eying Jimmy.

“Look I was trying to be nice, this shit ain’t easy,” he says honestly. “Well, now she bout to try to make Shantell jealous,” I said looking at them on the dance floor. “Shan is in her element, she ain’t bothered bout that shit,” Jimmy says shrugging his shoulders pointing at Shan and Solo dancing.

As the Flex by Cupid started to play, we shared a knowing smile. “Ah, Shan and Solo bout to tear it up, let’s go by the dance floor,” I say also wanting to keep an eye on my wife as well because some of these guys like to get too touchy feely for me.

"I’m going to dance with my wife, she got too much ass to be dancing to this song alone,” Jimmy laughs heading ahead of me, sliding in beside Trin as she gives him a quick kiss.

Jey’s POV

I love dancing especially with Shan, she doesn’t have a care in the world when she’s dancing. I find myself glancing down at her and she wasn’t disappointing. Her arms in the air moving, her body in sync to the music hitting every step,

I feel my dick tighten in my pants just looking at her fine ass controlling the dance floor in her own little world dancing next to Solo.

Slide to the right Slide to the left Right foot left foot then turn with it Right foot left foot then turn with it

“She just gotta be so sexy with that shit. Just throwing dat ass I love in a circle,” I mumble as I can’t help but to watch her, and I don’t care who sees me.

Now flex Come on flex Back it up, back it up Then turn to the left

“I know she ain’t disrespecting me? She really out here backing it up and twirlin' her ass like she single. The hell you say,” I mumble as I watched her continuing to swirl her hips, looking like a sex goddess. Her moves are making it hard for me to control myself, we gotta talk about this shit.

I look around and I swear I’m bout to nut up as I see men looking at her. “Nah, this shit ain’t gon work, that’s my woman,” I mumble looking around the club at the attention that’s on her and my brother. I don’t even feel like dancing no more, I walked off to stand by Joe as Taraji stayed on the dance floor trying to keep up with them.

“They killin' it out there,” Joe says looking at the girls, Solo and Jimmy as they all moved together. Many of the people are now standing by watching, some recording. “Yea, a little too good,” I say looking at Shan as she continues to glide across the floor flawlessly in her heels.

Shantell’s POV

“Man, it’s lit in here!” Jimmy shouts as hey pulls Trin close to him as they share a kiss. We continued to dance as the D.J.’s voice rang out through the crowd. “Welcome to the R& B Brunch! Ya’ll we gon’ take it back with an oldie but goodie.”

The opening cords to “I like by Guy” began playing “Ah, shit! He jammin’ now,” Jimmy says taking mine and Trin’s hand as we danced together. The atmosphere was awesome as the whole crowd sang along, finishing the lyrics when the DJ stopped the music. I haven’t had this much fun in so long.

“Excuse me, Shan,” I hear as I turn and it’s no other than Montez Ford. “Hey you!” I greeted him with a hug as he laughed dappin’ up Jimmy and gave Trin a hug as well.

“How you ended up here?” I asked as he shrugged, smiling at me. “I came down to see to check on my mom,” he says as we made small talk for a few minutes on the dance floor casually dancing a little.

“Well, ya’ll shut it down out here, I might have to steal a dance before I leave Shan,” he says as I blush. “She would love that,” Trin says smiling as Jimmy shoots her a look.

“What! She’s single,” Trin says grabbing Jimmy’s hand steering them back to our table, leaving Montez and I on the dance floor. “Well, you heard the lady,” he says smiling at me as we began dancing together. His hands went around my waist pulling me close.

Ok, unexpected but it doesn’t feel bad as he spun me around and started doin' some old school dance moves. He's such a clown, and I can't help but to join in laughing.

“Sis, you good?” I hear Solo ask coming over to us. “Yea, I’m good,” I say shooting him a smile as I see him looking over my shoulder at something with a worried expression.

I spun around dancing, playing it off as my eyes landed on Jey. His gaze was so intense, it almost seemed like he was questioning me with his eyes. If looks could kill Montez would be dead. “Great,” I mutter as I turn back to Montez finishing our dance.

Jey’s POV

“Why you staring at her like she is doing something wrong?” Joe questions me as I continued to look at Shan and Montez on the dance floor.

“She knows I don’t play that shit,” I say watching this clown’s hands as he's trying to find a reason to touch her. He really trying it, bitch ass.

“Dude, you here with a whole ass woman, who is pregnant with yo child,” Joe says frowning his face up at me before looking back at Shan and Montez on the dance floor. I don’t even care Taraji is out there dancing with someone else at the moment.

“Wait, so she’s just suppose to put her life on hold while you play house with Taraji?" Tangela asks looking at me pissed off. “You done truly lost yo rabid ass mind,” Trin says shaking her head at me. They comin’ at me from all sides, but I don’t care Shan is my woman.

“Shantell knows she’s mine,” I say as Jimmy cuts me off. “But do you know your hers!” Jimmy says staring angrily at me. “Cause if you know it, fix it! Co-parent with Taraji ass and get your woman back,” he says bluntly not caring who could hear. “It ain’t that easy, “I say tapping my nervous fingers on the table.

“Fuck, what people say, mama ass included!” Jimmy hisses at me as the table gets quiet. The tension is real as I feel attacked listening to the truth bombs my brother is laying on me. “I need a drink,” Solo says standing up. “Bro, keep an eye on Shan,” I say as he nods heading to the bar.

Shantell’s POV

“Thanks, for the dance Montez,” I say giving him a hug before excusing myself to get some air. I hate how he can just stare at me and get under my skin; I did nothing wrong.

“So, you layin’ down for him da night?” Jey accuses walking up to me as I try to put distance between us.” Really, you want to go there?” I question as I see the anger in his face. “Yea, I do! You been twirling yo ass all night like you single!” He hisses at me as I do the only thing, I felt like doing, I laughed straight in his face.

News flash! Jey, I am single,” I say smiling at him and it seems to have set him off. “No, yo ass ain’t and stop calling me Jey,” he says warning me, invading my space. “You with somebody, you really think my life is going to stop. Nah, you got the game and me fucked up!” I shout as he backed me up against the wall.

“I ain’t gon’ have another night of men staring at you, or having anybody feel comfortable enough to approach you like I ain’t even here. You understand me, Shan?” he asked as I didn’t respond at first. “Have a good night,” I say beginning to walk away.

He grabbed my arm, and in an instant took me in a possessive kiss as I struggled not to moan, wrapping my arms around his neck. “You came up in here, shaking yo ass, givin all these bums a show, showing them how you put it down for me,” he groans nipping at my neck as I gasped feeling his hands roaming under my dress.

“I paid for this dress, and you out her dancing with another man in it,” he groans as he slides my underwear to the side playing with my clit, before thrusting one of his fingers inside me as I kissed him.

Stay strong Shan, don’t give in my mind was screaming. My heart and body were betraying me as he’s all over me, overriding my senses as I’m moving against his fingers inside me.

“We can’t keep doing this. We either going to be together or you let me go,” I gasp as he kisses me again, it’s so powerful it scares me. “I can’t let you go; I love you. Just let me take care of you” he pants against my mouth as I turn my head finally snapping out of his spell.

“No!” I shouted pushing him off me as we both are trying to catch our breath. “You want to be with me, you say you love me?! I question getting more worked up by the second. “You know I do Shantell,” Jey says with an irritated groan readjusting himself.

“Then man up! Be a man, show me that you love me! EARN ME!” I shout as I feel it’s the only way for him to hear me. I see Solo by the entrance looking at me worried as I wave him off that I’m ok.

“I am a man! A man who fuckin’ loves yo' ass! He shouts, pointing his hands at me in exhaustion. “Ugh!! You make me can’t fuckin’ stand you!” I screamed, hitting his chest in frustration. “I’m trying Shan! I’m in a mess that I don’t know how to get out of! What am I suppose to do?” he asks as I could feel the heavy weight, he’s carrying on his shoulders.

“Choose to make yourself happy for once,” I whispered hugging him feeling like he really needed it as the moment, we both did. After a few minutes I did what I had to do, I kissed him gently on the lips and walked away.

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Fatu Family Barbecue

Jey’s POV

“Can you stop pushing him to be with Taraji. Ma, the boy miserable, he loves Shan, “I hear Jimmy say as he’s helping her in the kitchen.

“I ain’t did nothing, he knows that he laid down with her and made a baby. That’s his responsibility to take care of her and the baby,” she says with attitude in her tone. “Ma,” Jimmy says as she cuts him off. “I’m talkin’ son, I know he loves Shan, but maybe it isn’t meant to be,” she said as Jimmy frowns sitting beside her.

“Ma, times have changed, he could be a great dad and not be tied down to a woman he despises. Josh, been crazy over Shantell since he first laid eyes on her in 2018,” Jimmy says as my she rolled her eyes at him.

“Yea, so much he divorced his wife, which I still ain’t forgiven. Now we’re adding illegitimate babies to the damn list,” she says as the insult just rolling off tongue without a second thought.

“Ma, she was cheating on him, their divorce was in progress months before Shantell even came to WWE doing her internship,” Jimmy says trying to make her understand.

“Yea, I heard,” she snaps as Jimmy shakes his head. “Josh will do what I ask and will eventually grow to love Taraji and his family. It’s what’s right,” she says taping her hands on the table.

“Ma, if you really knew this girl, you would be begging Josh to stay away from her. The baby would be legitimized after the blood test, he or she would have the family name,” Jimmy says pleading my case. I loved my brother, my twin. We shared a bond like no other, but it was my battle to fight.

“Ma, I can’t do this no more,” I say walking into the kitchen leaning against the fridge. “What you mean you Joshua!?” she asks raising her voice.

“Calm down, I know you raised us a certain way. Ma, I can’t just turn my feelings off and marry somebody I don’t love,” I say trying to get my point across.

“You can learn,” she says, her cold stare making me uncomfortable. “Ma, I’m sorry, I love Shan, and I gotta make it right with her,” I say honestly. “Why her?” my mother questions in anger. “Because I know she’s going to be my wife one day,” I say confidently as I see my brother smiling at me with pride.

“So, instead of staying away like I asked, she’s encouraging you to abandon your responsibilities. I was so wrong about her, these damn career girls, I tell you.”She sighs getting up going to the sink. Jimmy and I share a look as he nods his head for me to continue.

“Ma, she ain’t told me to neglect my responsibilities, she told me to do what makes me happy. She’s right, I can’t live my life for you,” I say finally finding my voice to stand firm with my mom as I spot Taraji listening at the door.

“Jey, I’m not feeling well, can we go. I want to go lay down, the pain is trying to come back a little,” she says holding her stomach.

“Yea, I was ready to leave anyway,” I say giving my mom a kiss. “I’ll talk to you later, I love you,” I say as her face doesn’t hide the fact, she is not happy with me. “Bro, I’ll hit you up later,” Jimmy says as Taraji and I head out.

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Solo & Sofia’s House

Shantell’s POV

“Ya’ll should have gone with the guys to the family dinner,” I say coming out of the bathroom for the second time. All this throwing up is for the birds “No ma’am something is wrong with you, and we need to find out what it is,” Trin says sitting on the bed next to me.

“We all wanted to make sure your good Sofia,” adds as I steady my breathing trying to not throw up again.

“I think you pregnant,” Tangela says as I shake my head at her. “No, that isn’t possible,” I say fighting the tears in my eyes. “Don’t cry, you are going make me cry,” Tamina says, but I couldn’t stop my tears from falling.

“I don’t want to do this ya’ll, I cried looking at my friends. “Well, I’m sorry this ain’t normal being this sick for weeks,” Sofia says standing at the end of my bed. “Sofia knows, she’s a nurse Shan,” Trin says agreeing with her as I laid back on the bed. “The doctor said it was a slim chance of me having kids, ya’ll know that. Plus, I’m on the birth control shot,” I say quietly not trying to get upset thinking about that night my life changed and left me damaged.

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2018 After Raw

Mercy General Hospital, Chicago, IL

Being a student intern is fun and I’ve really seemed to have met some cool people in Joe, Josh, Trin and Jon. They really took me in and are taking care of me as I’m learning about the business. How many folks can say they got to do their summer internship with WWE. Hopefully it’s a step in the right direction to work here someday. Two more years of school and I’m free to pursue my dreams. Currently a temporary wrench was thrown in the plans as I lay here in the hospital.

“You sure you, ok?” Jey asks holding my hand as I’m trying to hold it together. “Well, I’m trying, it’s not every day you’re at work, collapse, and they tell you they need to do emergency surgery to take out one of your ovaries,” I say as Jey leans over wiping my tears away.

“You gon’ be ok,” he reassures me with a smile. His wife is a lucky woman, I hope they work it out their issues. I just appreciate how much of a great friend he’s been to me. He even rode in the ambulance with me here. “I’m going to be damaged; the doctor says having kids is going to be hard for me,” I say trying to keep my tears at bay.

“You ain’t gon’ be damaged, you everything Shan. A man would be lucky to have you, I mean you could adopt. You can do the thing where you let somebody carry the baby for you,” he says fumbling a little over his words. “Well, I’m glad your positive about this,” I say throwing him a small smile. “A few of my family members are adopted, and we love them just the same, they blood, “he whispers kissing my hand.

“You’re so nice to me,” I say feeling the drugs taking effect, trying to force my eyes to stay open. “You stuck wit me too, yo' ass is in the family now. He says staring at me smiling lightly. “Just sleep, everybody will be here when you wake up baby,” Jey says as I finally let sleep take over.

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“Shan, you hear me!” Tangela shouts bringing me out of my that painful but somewhat beautiful memory.

“I didn’t hear you; I was thinking about something else,” I said honestly. “Well, we got you a couple different type of pregnancy tests to take, let’s do this,” Tamina encourages as I look around at my circle of sisterhood.

“Fine, “I say going in the restroom shutting the door. There is no way I’m pregnant.

Tamina’s POV

“I say she’s pregnant,” Trin says getting tired of the silence. “This could get messy though with that Taraji girl,” Sofia says looking at her phone. “Chile, if Taraji pregnant I will twerk across a pit of hot ass coals. Now Shan, she preggo and we all know who the daddy is,” Tangela says confidently.

A couple minutes later Shan opened the door in a daze almost like she had seen a ghost. “What is it, Shan?” Sofia asks rubbing her back as she saw the fresh tears falling silently down Shan’s face. “We didn’t mean to get your hopes up to take it,” Trin says feeling bad knowing how much Shan wanted to be a mom one day, we all did.

Tangela and I walked around Shan going into the bathroom, looking at the tests lined up on the counter. “Holy shit!” Tangela exclaimed covering her mouth, slowly looking at every last test. They were all positive, Shan was pregnant just as we had figured.

Shantell’s POV

“No, I’m not pregnant,” I say rushing back in the bathroom looking again at the results. “Girl, let me break this down for you. Test one has two pink lines…Pregnant,” Trin says as I roll my eyes at her. “Oh, I’m on a roll, follow me,” she taunts looking at the next two.

“These two are digital. What do they say? Pregnant!” She exclaims as I try to cut her off, “I get it Trin,” I say trying to process the news. “They all say the same thing, which is you’re going to be an amazing mother,” she says embracing me as I cried.

I always wanted children, but I put off the idea after my surgery. That’s one of the reasons I made Jey wait so long before I even dated him. I wanted him to be sure about us because I knew it was a chance, I couldn’t have children.

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Hospital, Pensacola, FL.

Jey’s POV

After we left my folks, I took Taraji home and she was back to saying Shan had attacked her after the PPV and she was now feeling more pain from time to time. So, I brought her to the hospital, and it’s been hours since I’ve heard anything.

Her sister Rachel works here, and she assured me she would help take care of her and give me updates. The other day I finally heard the baby’s heartbeat on a recording she had taken and I’m finally feeling attached in a way to the baby. I hope everything is ok with them both.

Taraji’s POV

“Look, he will never know. Just say you did a scan, found no heartbeat. I’ll turn on the tears and the rest is done, it matches up,” Taraji says begging her sister who is an ultrasound tech. “How the hell you get yourself into this shit anyway?” Rachel says shaking her head at me.

“I had a plan, but some kinks happened, but after this blows over, he’s going to want to make it up to me. So, then he will ask me to marry him,” I say confidently as there is more than one way to skin a cat. “What if he asks to speak to a doctor. You know with a miscarriage that far along you would do a procedure called a D&C.,” Rachel says not letting me get a word in edge wise.

“You are going out there to comfort him as my sister, he’s going to be so concerned with comforting me, he ain’t going to worry about the rest,” I reassure her as she shakes her head at me.

Rachel’s POV

“You can tell him they have already done the D&C since I’ve been back here practically all night. Say it was an emergency, and I asked you not to worry him,” Taraji says as I raise my eyebrows at her crazy idea. “You are a piece of work;” I tell her stunned by the words coming out of my sister’s mouth.

“Shit, like this always comes out Taraji, I could lose my job or even go to jail, I say looking at my her, angry about being put in this situation. “It won’t come to that I assure you;” Taraji says turning to looking out the window in a daze.

Taking a deep breath, I walked into the waiting room. This poor guy, the couple times I met Jey, he was so nice. My money hunger sister just doesn’t give a shit who she hurts. She really thinks saying she lost a baby is going to guilt him into marrying her.

“Hey, can we talk outside?” I asked him as his worried eyes told the story of a man with a lot on his plate. As we walked outside, I was struggling with what I had to do. “What’s wrong Rachel?” Jey asks worried. “Taraji had a miscarriage, and they had to do a D&C,” I say calmly. “Excuse me?” he questions, his face scrunching up in disbelief.

“The baby didn’t make it,” I say feeling myself about to cry as I see him about to break down. “You sure?” he asks quietly as a few tears had fallen from his eyes. “I’m sorry Jey, she should be ready to go home soon since the procedure was done a couple hours ago and she’s doing ok,” I say embracing him as he sobs. God, I’m evil like her, I can’t believe she has roped me into this.

“Can I see her?” he asked as I nod making the long journey back to Taraji’s room and thank God, she has been given her discharge papers. Looks like she may get away with this after all.

I watch from the door as Taraji started crying as Jey went over to hold her, both of them crying silently together. “Shan cost us our baby,” I heard her silently weep as he held her tighter. “It’s ok Raji, I got you,” he sooths her. I can’t watch anymore; I feel like confessing now. “I got some final paperwork to do before my shift ends; I will call you later.” I say as they seem to not hear me.

Sofia’s POV

I hate the morning shift; I would rather work all night. I had just clocked in making my way to the nurse’s station. Turing the corner I ran into my brother-in law and Taraji. “Jey, ya’ll ok?” I asked walking over to him as he hugged me tight. “The baby is gon'," he cries as I rub his back and glance back at Taraji. I don’t know, it’s something about the look on her face that just don’t sit right with my spirit.

“I’m so sorry, bro,” I whisper comforting him as I held him for a few minutes. “Thanks, sis, I need to get Taraji back to her apartment,” he says pulling away starting to push Taraji towards the exit. “I’m so sorry for your loss, Taraji,” I say as they continued their way out, “Thank you,” she says still holding her head down.

I tried to call Solo, but I got no answer. Shantell was staying with us, waiting on the remodeling of her house to get done. I just hoped Jey didn’t have plans of going to our house today. I texted Shantell quickly after calling and getting no answer from her either, trying to give her a heads up.

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Solo & Sofia’s House

Solo’s POV

I see my brother’s car speeding into my driveway. “What the hell he got going on?” I say out loud, seeing him run up to my front door, knocking frantically.

“What’s goin’ on?” I ask stepping aside to let him in as he’s pacing. “Where is Shantell?” he asks as I see him trembling. “Maybe we should talk first, she’s upstairs asleep,” I say as he pushes me aside taking the steps two at a time. “Uce! Let her sleep, she’s been sick,” I say walking behind him as he reaches the spare bedroom door.

“I need to see her now,” he says going inside slamming the door in my face, locking it. “Josh! Let me in!” I semi shout now seriously worried about my brother and Shantell but also trying not to wake Cameron. “I’m ok,” I hear Shan say as I stand by the door prepared to break it down if need be.

Shantell’s POV

“What is wrong?” I ask him as I saw a few tears streaming down his face. “You are what’s wrong! My mama was right!” He shouted as I looked at him trying to figure out what the hell was going on. “Me!” I say unsure of what he was trying to say.

“Taraji lost the baby,” he says coming towards me, his body trembling with rage. “Jey, I’m sorry,” I say honestly feeling sympathy for them both because I knew how much he wanted children. “Yo ass probably glad my baby died! You attacked her, didn’t you?” He shouted as I slapped him as hard as I could, the sound echoing throughout the room. “I never touched her, and you know it!” I yelled in frustration that he would even believe that lie about me.

“I would never, that baby was never to blame for anything she or you did!” I continued as Jey seemed to be losing it, he wasn’t hearing anything I was saying,” “I think you were jealous; I mean it ain’t like you were gon’ give me any kids, Ms. damaged,” he says viciously at me as I gasped in shock.

How could he say something so cruel; it gutted my soul. My eyes filled instantly with tears as I backed away from him needing to put some space between us. Realizing what he said, I see the instant remorse on his face as he starts to follow me. “No…. Stay away. You told me I was everything,” I whispered as he pulled me close hugging me as I began sobbing uncontrollably.

I’m so sorry baby, I didn’t mean it,” he pleads as I’m trying to pull away. “Don’t fuckin touch me! I yell, finally pushing him away and using all my strength to slap him again. “Get out!” I scream as he continues to apologize.

“I didn’t mean it Shan; I swear to God. You’ve always been perfect baby; I shouldn’t have come here angry; “he says full of remorse and guilt. “You shouldn’t have done a lot of things,” I say wiping my tears, trying to calm myself down. “Look, just stay away from Taraji,” he says turning to walk away.

Pausing at the door, I heard his broken voice” I’m sorry, I really am,” he whispers, walking out of the room closing the door behind him.

“I… I’m pregnant,” I barely whisper finally letting the emotion take over me as I felt my world crumbling down.

Solo’s POV

I started to move, seeing the door open as Jey walked out of Shan’s room. I see red as he almost collided with me. “What the hell you say to her?” I ask hearing her crying. “I fucked up, I got to go,” he says as I block his path, refusing to move.

“You don’t come in my house slamming fuckin' doors and attacking people that love you. You need to fix your mess!” I say slightly raising my voice. “Move Solo!” Jey shouts in my face as I still refuse to move. I can’t let him drive in this condition something is wrong. “You gon’ hit me, Josh?” I ask looking at his closed fists and hard stare.

“What the fuck is wrong wit you? My son! Your nephew is in this house!” I hiss in his face as it finally seems dawn on him when I mention Cameron, that he’s out of control. I see his body relax and his fists open as he collapses against my shoulder, as I hugged him.

“My baby gon’ man,” he cried as I held him tight. “He gone” he cried against my chest. “I got you, bro, I always got you,” I say holding my brother letting him grieve the loss of his child.

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Smackdown

Shantell’s POV

“I need a favor Shantell,” Paul says looking at me. “Sure, what you need,” I ask almost dreading what it would be. “Janice is out, and I need someone to walk Jey, he is going to enter through the crowd tonight,” he says looking at me.

“You need me to give him his cue,” I say finishing his sentence. “You would be correct,” he says with a small smile as I got up to go find Jey.

I found him by the side entrance with Jimmy and Trin as they seemed to be in deep conversation. “Hey, I’m sorry to interrupt, but I need to walk Jey up to make his entrance,” I say making my presence felt as Jimmy hugged him.

Sis, I need to talk to you later,” Jimmy says giving me a quick hug. “I’ll catch you after the show,” I say as Trin gives me a hug. “Have you told him?” she whispers as I shake my head no in response. “I’ll text you,” I said as I could feel Jey’s eyes on me.

“Let’s get this over with,” he says breaking my thoughts as we made our journey up to the 105 section in silence waiting below the steps. I see him looking down at his title around his waist in deep thought.

I’m sorry beautiful,” he finally says grabbing my hand. I look around to see if anyway is around recording or looking. “I know your grieving. You know I never touched her,” I say looking down as I feel him kiss the top of my head, his hands rubbing my shoulders “I shouldn’t have taken it out on you,” he says as we stand in silence.

“Well, it’s time for you to get ready,” I say as I began talking in my headset. "What camera do you want on Jey?” Stu asks through my headset “Camera five Jey will be coming down your way from section 105 pace yourself Don,” I say as I began the countdown for his entrance”

"5,4,3,2,1 go kill it,” I say as he storms into the crowd. “I’m on my way back, Paul and I know you set me up to talk to Jey” I say heading back to Gorilla. “Prove it,” he says laughing into my headset as I rolled my eyes.

Gorilla After Smackdown

Shantell’s’ POV

Sitting in Gorilla packing up my things I got a text from Trin. “Girl, I believe shit bout to hit the fan, Jey got a call from Mike asking to meet with him by his office. It was something about some labs that had been done,” “Ah, hell,” I mutter as I finished packing up my things. I went to find Jimmy and Trin refusing to give Jey’s drama anymore power over me. It isn’t my business; I’ve got my own issues to deal with.

Rounding the corner, I saw him talking to Mike and it seemed to be a tense conversation. “God, why you keep putting me in these positions, this ain’t my business no more,” I groan to myself as I hide where they can’t see me.

“You sure, Uce?” I heard him say as Mike put his hand on his shoulder. “We do routine pregnancy tests through blood work, along with their full body work up panel for the women. We do it every couple of months,” Mike says trying to explain the situation to a confused Jey.

“So, what you sayin’ man,” Jey asks anxiously. “Her checkup panel results were all good, but her pregnancy screen was negative, she isn’t pregnant Jey, labs don’t lie.” Mike says, looking at him with sympathy.

“You got it wrong; she just miscarried last weekend when we were home,” Jey says rubbing his face anxiously. “Who told you that?” Mike asks intrigued. Her sister works at the hospital, and she told me Taraji lost the baby,” Jey says trying to wrap his head around what was being said.

“So, no doctor told you that correct?” Mike asked as Jey shook his head no. “Jey, I think you’ve been had son, there is no way Taraji was pregnant, blood work doesn’t lie,” he says giving him the results and a comforting quick hug before going back into his office.

“I can’t believe this shit!” Jey shouts hitting his fist against the wall before stalking out of the building.

“Babygirl, why you hiding in the corner,” Joe says coming over to me with Tangela, Trin, and Jimmy in tow. “You and Jimmy need to talk to Jey, he just stormed out of the building,” I say nervously, still trying to process the news I heard.

“What’s wrong?” Jimmy asks, grabbing my hand, giving me a look as I looked at Trin. She quickly looked down, unable to look at me. She blabbed. “It’s not that,” I say as he smiles at me before looking down at my stomach,” Yea, he knew. “It’s about something else, but it’s not my business to tell,” I say to them.

“Well, you girls head to the bus and we will go check on him,” Jimmy said all headed out of the building, separating at the buses.

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Hospital, Pensacola FL.

Sofia’s POV

It’s been a slow night so far, but Rachel seems to be really on edge. I wasn't trying to not listen to her call, but then I heard who she was talking too, and my interest peaked. Something just isn’t right about her and her damn sister.

“I did what you wanted, I could still lose my job Taraji,” she whispers as I frown watching her.

“Lisa, I’m about to take my lunch break early, I got a little headache,” I said walking out of the er. I needed to be sure, so I headed down to the medical records room. “Where is it,” I say talking to myself as I’m looking for Taraji’s medical file.

It took awhile but there it was in writing under doctor’s notes. I got more pissed off the more I read. Patient was brought in with complaints of stomach pains, x-rays, blood work were all normal. Further testing was done in a form of a pregnancy test through blood work, pregnancy screening panel results were negative.

“Son of a bitch,” I whisper looking at the rest of the notes. I quickly made a copy of all the information before clocking out for my break. I went to my car and tried to call my husband, but so far there was no answer. I hate when he forgets to take his phone off silent when finally leaving the building.

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Jey’s Bus

Jey’s POV

“Jey, what Mike got to lie about? “Joe asks trying to reason with me as I’m grasping at straws. “Ya’ll didn’t see her at the hospital, she was devastated,” I say trying to not get ahead of myself.

“I think she heard us talkin’ with ma, she panicked. She knew that blood work from Mike was gon’ expose her ass too,” Jimmy says honestly as Solo looks confused as he sees he has four missed calls from his wife.

“Hold on, Sofia been blowing me up,” he says looking worried. “I hope everything is ok,” I say as he gets up to call her back.

“Sofia, baby slow down, I can’t understand you,” Solo said turning his phone on speaker.

“Where is Jey, I tried to call you both,” her exhausted voice filled the bus as we all listened. “He’s here with me baby, what’s up?” he says as I feel my night is about to get worse.

“I did something I could get in trouble for, but I had to know. I just sent you and Jey some pictures of Taraji’s medical files, I just copied it at work,” I pulled out my phone to look at the pictures Sofia sent. My anger slowly taking over my body as I look at Taraji’s hospital records.

“Jey, I’m so sorry. Taraji was never pregnant;” Sofia says as I exit out of the pictures. This is the second time tonight I’ve looked at a piece of paper telling me there was never a baby. I don’t even know what to feel as I got up and retreated to my room slamming the door.

Jimmy’s POV

“Sofia, thank you for looking out for my brotha,” I said hearing how sad her voice sounded. “I love ya’ll, we’re family,” she says as I smile at Solo, he really had him a ride or die in Sofia.

“Baby, I love you, I’m gon’ check on you later,” he says as he and Sofia hung up. “So now what happens?” Joe asks as I rub my face. “We be there for him because I know my twin, it’s about to get ugly” I say heading back to speak with him.

“Uce, it’s me,” I say going inside. I could feel and see his pain as he is listening to the recording Taraji had given him, saying it was their child’s heartbeat.” “It was all a lie man, got me out her cryin’ over a baby that didn't even exist,” he says throwing his phone.

“We gon’ get through it,” I say reassuring him as we sat in silence. It was an unspoken bond, when my brother hurt, I’m hurt too.

“I was gon' be a dad,” he said pulling out the ultrasound picture, studying it for a few moments before ripping it up.

I hated seeing him like this and I wanted to scream at the top of lungs that Shantell was pregnant, but I knew it wasn’t my secret to tell.

“What you gon’ do bout Taraji?” I ask as I felt a shift in his demeanor. “I’m gonna find out why, Uce,” he says as we sit in silence trying to figure out what the next step was.

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cactikiki · 5 months

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do you have any headcanons for the ggy trio?

Tysm for asking this aughhhh

I'm only gonna go over Greg in relation to the other two because Gregory alone I talk about headcanons for a lot, and he's included in the post about the 3 star fam headcanons. So yeah

I just made a separate post for my sorta headcanons for GGY specifically, which you can find here.

Greg was a really good friend before being glitchtrapped. He was during it, too, but that was Rab playing an act. He's a super sweet kid, despite everything

Greg would give Tony his own pocket money sometimes. "I get a lot of it, and you need it more than me." Tony didn't like to accept it, but Gregory is a persistent person.

Greg would always help Ellis with the arcades he wasn't very good at. "I learned this strat, actually...."

Gregory would get them both snacks and sneak them under the desks in class, the trio eating them when the teacher wasn't watching. This was especially the case if Ellis seemed less hyper in class or Tony was particularly quiet.

Gregory was extremely helpful and kind with Tony when his dad got locked up. He was there for him. Ellis is better at lightening the mood, but Gregory is good at real comfort and supportive words

They're all there for each other. Gregory fights when people pick on his friends, which is rare-ish-- they don't really get bullied-- but it still happens, and Greg gets hurt. He gets anxious. But then Ellis and Tony are there. Tony's awful attempts at comfort make Gregory laugh, while Ellis is naturally good at making people smile

The trio balances each other out perfectly, and it makes things easier in school! Sometimes, Tony needs to lighten up and see the bigger picture. Sometimes, Gregory needs to relax and take things slower. Sometimes, Ellis needs to be brought back to earth a little.

Ellis has a pretty normal life. He doesn't have any particular bad shit going on, only the losing his two besties thing in the case of canon. His home life is okay, though; he has a caring mother and a little sister he enjoys taking care of, despite her attitude sometimes-- It's small, and it's nice. His dad is usually away at work, but he finds time for his family.

Ellis has as much monty merch as he can possibly get, but he insists on winning it himself at the Plex instead of just finding it on amazon or whatever.

Tony's secret opinion on Ellis would be so heartbreaking for him. Ellis would be devastated to find Tony doesn't like his silly side. It'd drive him away, "Wow, man. Okay. I'll find new friends, you can have Greg all to yourself. Enjoy it."

If Gregory knew about it, he would side with Ellis. He'd be angry, but also try to help Tony loosen up. "Hey, you don't have to be super mature yet. You're so young. Trust me, you should enjoy being a kid before you force yourself to grow up. Being forced into growing up sucks, I promise." Tony would hate the fact that it sounds like he's talking from experience.

Tony loves music! His dad liked music, and he could play guitar, so Tony likes music and wants to learn to play. He also wants to learn piano. He learned like 2 meme songs on piano to impress people in music class and almost got detention (tryhard)

Tony listens to music mainly at the moment. He wants to learn to write songs. He doesn't wanna be a songwriter-- He's still set on investigative journalism. It's just a hobby

He'd write lemon demon type shit mixed with like uhhh. Idk. Less silly, more serious stuff. Imagine Cabinet Man, but it's about an arcade controlling a person, and it's slower and more ominous sounding (the GGY song)

He listens to songs his dad likes, often. Reminds him of him. He misses him every day, and it's a way of escaping. He usually listens to music late at night, and he thinks... just thinks.

Gregory is the one who got Tony into cheesy 80s music instead of mf. The Clash and The Cure, which his dad likes. "Should I stay or should I.... Nah. Listen to this." He hands the phone back and it's playing Material Girl

Speaking of, Gregory loves 80s music! Ellis loves hard rock and punk music. They really do reflect their glamrock faves in terms of favourite music genre!

They'd have a collab playlist that they can all add music to, and Gregory always quietly adds things he thinks are funny. Tony got 'How Bad Can I Be' blasting in his ears one day and turned to see Gregory and Ellis giggling away nearby.

Gregory adds real songs. Some really good ones. But then he also adds it's raining tacos 60 times. They played it on a speaker once, and when it's raining tacos started playing, Gregory turned it up so it blasted through the cafeteria. All 3 of them got detention

The trio definitely snuck into a show at the Pizzaplex. Yeah, two of them can afford it, but what's the fun in paying? And it's from there that Tony was obsessed with Bonnie. It's the one thing at the Plex he can't pretend he doesn't find childish

Tony has been trying to forget it. He's too old for all that. But he just loves the characters despite everything. He'd start going into how he can like the glamrocks because he researched glam rock, while Gregory and Ellis don't really care-- "Yeah I looked into Glam Rock. It's like. A part of queer history. It's important haha. and I can look into its influence. Okay? It's normal and fine and mature." And they're just like "??? Okay???"

Greg's favourite is Freddy, Tony's is Bonnie, and the duo are super close. Ellis isn't stupid. He definitely thought they were gonna end up together or something; even if they weren't gonna end up like that or anything, Ellis is a huge tease

They all tried cooking once! Tried. Tony isn't a bad cook at 14, but he's an awful, terrible cook at 12. Ellis can't cook at all, and Gregory can only bake (at age 12, also badly).

No matter what they're making, Ellis manages to make slime every time. His favourite to cook is spaghetti and the pasta is always mushy, the sauce always thick as hell with not enough meat... It's slime. Tastes nice, with the worst texture of all time. Despite that, the boys like it anyway. When Tony's sad Ellis is like right. Dude. I'm making you my slimy spaghetti surprise rn

Greg would bake them all cookies at the weekends they work on school projects! They're usually slightly too hard or too soft, but they taste okay.

Ellis helped one time and the cookies became slime. "Oh my God Greg. Who made these, Ellis?" "Uhmmmm excuse me you're doubting the master chef of the three musketeers?" "He helped."

Greg got extremely, scarily good at baking that one September before he and Tony went missing (Afton/the Mimic can really cook apparently!)

The trio has a Minecraft server, owned by Gregory. Tony builds actual houses and stores, Ellis builds really huge complex things like farms and redstone contraptions + traps, and Gregory builds sometimes like Tony, but is shockingly good at it. He builds megabases. But he also starts a million things he never finishes, accidentally breaks things, causes chaos (usually along with Ellis), buries Tony or moves him while he's AFK, and /kills everything.

Ellis and Gregory built a dangerous labyrinth, and Greg teleported Tony to the centre of it. He's in spectator mode with Ellis, watching Tony struggle and constantly respawn in the maze while he complains. "MF GIVE BACK MY CREATIVE PERMS???" "Seek the exit, and your desires will be met." (leaves vc)

If Tony ever gets genuinely annoyed by their antics, Greg usually builds him something as an apology because he feels really bad about it.

And uhh that's all for now! I could probably come up with more eventually, but these ones have been on my mind abkshduhdjd

Thanks for the ask!

#fnaf #fnaf security breach #gregory #ggy #glitch.txt #ggy trio #ellis fnaf #fnaf gregory #tony fnaf #tony becker #headcanons #asks #anon #anonymous

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discount-shades · 1 year

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Sleepy Baby: Part 15

a/n: There are only going to be about 3 more parts to this story I think. Also I have another fic planned with Jake. :)

Pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin / Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1400 ish

Summary: Meet the rest of Jake’s Fam

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When you pull up at Jake's parents house you can see George and Tammy waiting on the front porch looking at you expectantly. “Do they know?” You look up at Jake. He smiles sheepishly and nods. You clasp his hand in yours and when you reach the top of the stairs you hold out your left hand to them.

Tammy screams in excitement and comes running. You go to step away to let her hug her son but it is you she pulls into her arms. She doesn't say anything, just holds you close and when you go to pull away she just squeezes you tighter, and you melt into her arms. It’s a hug from a mother, something you hadn't realized how much you missed. You can feel the tears rolling down your face as you hide your emotions in her shoulder.

You miss your parents every day, but a sad, bitter part of you took comfort that they never had to see you get your heart broken by Ian. Standing here with Jake's ring on your finger and Tammy’s arms around you, you wish they could be with you now. To see the future you had rebuilt with the man by your side.

When you do eventually pull back she brushes the tears off your cheeks with her thumbs. “I’m so happy to have you as my daughter-in-law.” Your smile is teary and she pulls you back into a hug. “I always wanted another daughter after Julia quit dressing Jake up in dresses.” At your questioning laughter she just smiles, “I’ll show you the pictures.”

She finally releases you and pulls a stick out of your hair as she does. Holding it up to you she winks and throws it off the deck. She turns to hug Jake and George comes over and wraps you in a hug. He gives you a squeeze that causes you to let out a little squeak before placing a kiss on the top of your head and lets you go. “I’m so glad you said yes.”

“He said yes to me,” you laugh, “I asked him first!”

“How come you never asked permission to marry my son.” His stern expression momentarily has you taken aback before you notice it does not reach his eyes.

“Your son is a strong independent man, and we will not submit to the patriarchy.” Your answer causes George to let out a snort of laughter.

“I think you will remember that I asked first.” Jake's interruption has you frowning at him.

“No, I distinctly remember asking you first.”

“But you never said the words Kisses.” Jake has a shit eating grin on his face. You open your mouth to retort but close it when you realize he is right. Your insistence on teasing him has resulted in him being able to say he was the one who proposed for the rest of your life together. You try to glare at him in mock anger but soon you are laughing and throw up your hands in defeat.

Tammy cackles, “Enjoy it while it lasts Jake, I don’t think you will win often.” She ushers the two of you inside to get cleaned up for dinner before Jake’s sisters arrive.

When you and Jake come downstairs after your shower, Jake's sister Julia and her husband Mike are there. “I knew there was someone out there smart enough to lock this idiot down.” Julia greets you while putting Jake in a headlock that he gently untangles himself from. “Now for the real reason I’m here,” She turns to you with an intense look on her face. “Did you have to undergo my mothers ‘No Sex in the House’ talk?”

“Yes, it was mortifying, thank you for that.” Jules grins at Mike at your response.

“You have been avenged, my dear.” She pats her husband on the arm and you chuckle before you are interrupted by a child's shriek.

“Uncle Jake!” A small blonde girl comes running and leaps into Jake's arms. Jake swings her around in a hug before setting her back down.

“Evie!” You have heard so much about the little girl in Jake’s arms and can't help but smile at how he interacts with the child. “Eves, I want you to meet someone.” Jake introduces you and you feel more nervous meeting Evie than you did Jake's parents. “I’m going to marry her.” Jake whispers in the girl's ear.

“Did he get you a nice ring?” You grin at the imperious question.

“He did,” you hold out your hand and show her your ring. “I got him one too,” you motion Jake over and he also holds out his ring for her appraisal and she nods in approval at both rings.

Evie smiles sweetly up at you. “Well I’m glad he finally got around to asking you to marry him.” She says, rolling her eyes at her uncle. “He bought that ring forever ago.” With that she joins Tammy and George in the kitchen.

“You discuss your dating life with your seven year old niece?” you look at Jake in exasperation.

“No, she’s eight now.” Jake says indignantly. “Also she badgers me every time I talk to her, asking if I have a girlfriend and won’t change the subject until I answer. When I told her about you she immediately started asking when I would propose.”

“I put her up to it,” Julia smiles proudly. “He never tells me anything, but Evie has him wrapped around her finger.”

“Judas.” Jake mutters in mock horror under his breath and everyone laughs.

“Show her the pictures of Jake,” Tammy's voice carries in from the kitchen. Julia grabs a photo album from the shelf and sits beside you on the couch, Jake sitting on your other side. Inside are pictures of Jake from when he was about three years old until around nine. In every one of them he is wearing a dress and in some of them makeup.

In most he is alone, in some he is with Julia, and some with Stacy who is usually wearing jeans and another girl around Julia's age who can only be Stacy's sister. Why?” you ask giggling at the pictures.

“Julia asked so I said yes, and when I told her I didn’t want to anymore she stopped.” Jake just shrugs. “It made her happy, and she would sneak me snacks from the shelves I couldn't reach.”

You smile fondly at Jake, thinking of all the things he did for you just because you asked. “She didn’t blackmail you with the Big Secret you promised to tell me.” you raise your eyebrows and Jake sighs.

“You know the broken plate in the glass case in the kitchen?” You think for a moment before nodding, leaning in to hear Jake’s soft voice. “It's over 120 years old. My moms family bought it from Europe.” Your jaw drops, already connecting the dots of what happened to the plate.

“I hit it off an open shelf with a nerf dart when I was nine.” Jake glances at the door with a guilty expression. “Mom had this old cat that she loved almost as much as us.”

“Jake you didn’t!” you gasp in horror.

He nods sadly, “It was spring so the cat was shedding and I took some fur and kinda wedged it in with the broken plate.”

“That's when I caught him,” Jules says with relish. “Blackmail for the rest of his life. Mom never did love the cat the same. Jake tried to make up for it but the cat never really cared for him.”

You can't help the sad little laugh that comes out at that, picturing Jake trying to apologize to the cat he framed. There is a commotion at the door and Jake’s sister Jessie walks in with her girlfriend, Kate. Introductions are made and you ask Kate if she has ever received Tammy’s ‘No Sex in the House’ talk.

“She tried,” Kate says, with a conspiratorial grin. “I asked her if it only counted as sex if I used a strap on or if fingering counted as well and she started laughing and gave up.”

#jake seresin #jake hangman seresin #jake hangman x reader #jake seresin/reader #jake seresin x reader #hangman #hangman/reader #top gun hangman #topgun maverick #topgun hangman #hangman topgun

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writer-of-the-lamb · 4 months

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Hi tysm for my request about the Aym/Baal scenario I loved it 🥰! I wonder how the bet turns out in the post game era after they got resurrected and reunited with their mother, especially how Narinder and Lamb interact now.

so glad u liked it!!!! another awesome idea teehee, excited to write this one

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Baal trekked through thick green foliage, wandering past empty villages and the occasional lit fire.

If he remembered correctly, the cult should be somewhere east, but a portal would be needed to exit Darkwood.

In any other circumstance, he'd be enraged he was visiting that infernal lamb once more, but now he was content. Upon resurrection, Baal had taken the tiniest of likings to life in a cult, much like Aym, even if he didn't admit it.

The biggest change of heart Baal had had was when the lamb took them to Darkwood to someone he thought he had forgotten. His mother had apparently aided the lamb many times, and as a repayment, he had delivered the brothers home.

Baal did not understand how this creature could slaughter hundreds, only to commit the vastest act of kindness 3 minutes later, but it earned his respect. He reached a still circular portal, like a puddle waiting to be splashed. Stepping into the centre, he cringed at the cool water and shut his eyes.

Magic whirled around him, and suddenly he stood in front of a green, cracked door. The crossed-out green crown symbol loomed over him. Baal clutched his satchel, smiling brightly at the statue ahead and the cobbled path past it.

He set off toward the cult, watching as the lush greenery around him seemed to float out of his way, clearing a path to stone steps and a large, flower archway.

Then, Baal saw, a looming statue built from stone and gold, bearing the lamb's face and the red crown.

However fearful he appeared, he was still a lamb. Prey does not forget its initial instinct, no matter how predatory it becomes in the wild.

Baal felt the eyes of followers on him, all seemingly suspicious. Some gave him smiles, and one seemed to dash in another direction.

A small dog tapped his shoulder.

Turning around, Baal saw the lamb, adorned in a pink layered robe with golden hearts along the collar.

"Baal!" The lamb chirped, dark eyes happy. "What brings you to the lamb fam?"

"The w-? Nevermind. I have a question, if that's okay?"

The lamb's eyebrows raised. "Interesting. A long trek just for a question? Must be important."

Baal's smile grew. "It certainly is. It revolves around The One Who Waits. Waited? Waits."

"Ohh, we call him Narinder here." The lamb grinned, "Only thing he waits for now is for me to get home." he said fondly, chuckling as if sharing a secret.

Baal snickered. "How odd to hear. I am glad he has found company." he began, watching the lamb sway on his feet. "He doesn't hold anything against you?"

The lamb hummed. "I don't think so. He has shame, that's for sure, but he seems to favour me just fine."

"Favour?" Baal asked, smiling. "Like....like?"

The lamb squinted. "..Noooo, I said fervour."

"Does The- I mean, does Narinder...like you? As in..." Baal waved his hands, "As in perhaps romantically?"

The lamb's face changed into one of smugness. "Why do you wanna know?"

"It may be silly, but I have a long overdue bet with my brother."

The lamb gasped in mock outrage. "You and Aym bet on me and your own leader??" he laughed, "Insanity, for both of you. I am assuming you're the one for us, right?"

Baal nodded, chuckling.

The lamb looked around before leaning in. "Tell Aym you win." he whispered, giddy.

"What's this about?" came a voice behind them.

"Nari's here, wonderful." the lamb chirped, dragging Narinder by the robes. "Look, it's Baal!"

Narinder scowled. "And?"

Baal nodded in a sheepish greeting. "Just here for some inquiries."

"He wanted to know if you have the hots for me." The lamb interrupted, patting and smoothing Narinder's robes.

Narinder, disgusted, but not objecting to the lamb's touch, groaned. "What an insulting assumption. Baal, you were taught better." he scolded. "Your business does not belong here."

Baal smiled. "That's alright, I have my answer."

Narinder whirled around to the lamb, who shrugged.

"What did you tell him?" he hissed.

"I told him you purr when you sleep."

"What."

"Kidding. I told him we're married."

"WHAT."

Baal looked over. "..You're married? I assumed 'together' referred to a mutual interest."

"Oh, there's a mutual interest alri-"

"Enough, Lamb."

Baal laughed, still clutching his satchel. "I will be sure to tell Aym he owes me gold."

"No need."

Aym rested a paw on his brothers shoulder. "I've heard." he muttered, pressing coin into Baal's palm. "And I am...." he paused, looking at Narinder. "....amused, to say the least."

Narinder growled, glaring at both of them. "You are both disgraceful."

"Says you?" the lamb prodded, still fidgeting with his robes. "Please. You always liked me."

"I did not."

"Then why'd you keep my crystals?" "They were offerings."

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sillygooseassociation · 1 year

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Introduction to the World

Request: hi! could you write something where jason takes her to a football game along with the ted lasso fam and it’s her first time in a stadium and there were some pictures & videos of jason and her being very pda/being so in love and everyone on social media is freaking out cs they’ve never seen Jason be so affectionate in awhile. im so sorry this is long but i hope it makes senseee!! i love all your fanfics thank you smmm 🫶🏼

Description: Attending a soccer game with Jason and the Ted Lasso crew, the two of you announce your relationship to the world. The announcement is easy when Jason struggles to keep his hands to himself.

Warning: age gap (about 15 years), mentions of baby fever

Pairing: JRU (Jason x reader universe), Jason Sudeikis x reader

Word Count: 2.2k words

A/N: The next part of the Jason x reader universe, or the JRU as I'm calling it. I hope that I'm not making these requests just for me and that you all actually enjoy them haha

Jason paced the space in front of your shared bed as you softly chuckled at him, trying to push aside your thoughts of how hot he looked while pushing his hair back anxiously, “Y/N, you don’t have to do this.” You kick your feet as they hang over the edge of the bed from your seated position, nodding as you send a small smile his way, though he doesn’t see it, “Yeah, I know I don’t have to do this Jas, I want to.”

You stand up and close the space between the two of you, grabbing his hand and tugging him to look at you, “Jason, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, you know that, right?” Your boyfriend’s eyes soften as his gaze finally meets yours, “What, why wouldn’t I want to do this? This has no real changes for me in public, just you.” You cock your eyebrow up at him, hoping some light-hearted teasing will calm him, “Oh really? You’re ready for the tabloids to call you a cradle robber?”

The man groans and defeatedly puts his forehead on your shoulder as you wrap your arms around his waist, “Would you stop that? 15 years is not ‘robbing the cradle’.” You smile and giggle softly, moving your arms so that you can run your fingers through the hair on the base of his neck, “No, it's not. You’re perfect baby. And we’re perfect. I know I don’t have to do this, I know we don’t have to go public, but I want to.” Jason pulls away slightly to look at you, about to argue against you, though you know it's out of protection, but you continue before he can interrupt.

“I’m tired of having to hear about vacation adventures with you and the kids, I want to be there with you. And I hate not getting to be there with you on your big nights. I want to be there when you win an Emmy for your last season, I want to cheer for you from the crowd, not our bedroom. I want this, it’s time, okay?” Jason blinks slowly before pulling you into a deep kiss, holding your face to his with his hand on the back of your head. He pulls away just enough to speak softly, his lips bumping against yours as he talks, “How the hell did I get so lucky with you?”

You smile brightly at him before pulling him in for a peck only to then push him away, “We both are lucky. Now hurry up, we’re gonna be late and I don’t need them thinking it’s because we were fucking.” Jason laughs loudly before walking to the dresser, grabbing his red pens and putting on his watch, “I believe the correct word here is shagging, honey.” You roll your eyes at him through the mirror as you adjust your hair once more, “Are you fucking ridiculous? This isn’t Austin Powers, they would say fucking.”

Jason sits on the edge of the bed to put on his Jordans, watching as you send a text to Hannah with your ETA, “Ya know, we could run even more late and make their suspicions true.” You look up to see Jason wiggling his eyebrows at you before you flip him off, eliciting a deep laugh from him, “Shut up or I’m changing my shirt.” He throws his hands up in surrender, heading out of your room with a smile on his face as he thinks about introducing you to the world with his name printed on your back.

When the series wrap party had been settling down, the cast and crew presented Jason with a wrapped gift which was met with protests from their boss, exclamations of “I told y’all not to do anything.” You stood with Juno as he unwrapped the present, trying to keep your distance from him just in case any assistants decided to risk their NDAs by taking pictures of the evening. Jason raised the jersey out of the box, simply happy with the gesture, though you let out a small “aww” when seeing the back of the kit. The man looked up with a confused expression on his face, the room gesturing for him to turn the shirt around, a bright smile breaking out on his face. Rather than ‘LASSO’ being printed on the shirt, the two large zeroes for the coach’s number instead sat under ‘SUDEIKIS’. You could see the tears welling in his eyes when taking in the gift, though he quickly cleared his throat and pushed them away, thanking the room before encouraging them to continue the celebrations.

Only having received that gift three days ago, you were sure that he would wear his new kit for the match between Chelsea and Milan. He instead opted to wear a Kansas tee and his England puffer, inspiring you to wear your USWNT jersey over your long-sleeve shirt, if he was going to wear a jacket for a different team, you could do that too. Before you could put on the American jersey though, Jason sheepishly asked if you wanted to borrow one of his shirts instead. You nod, though you are confused as to why he seemed to be nervous about asking, you loved wearing his clothes, after over two years together you never said no, why was he acting weird? You quickly realized why as he pulled the hanger out of your closet, a soft smile appearing across your face at the blue jersey. He was introducing you to the world as his partner in life, and he wanted to do that with you wearing his name as your own. How could you ever say no to that?

As the two of you headed out the door hand in hand, you can’t help but giggle to yourself at the interaction from an hour ago while getting ready. This man was such a romantic, yet he tries to play It off as though it’s nothing. You glance at Jason as he waves to the suburban approaching with your group of friends, smiling at how lucky you are to have him as your own.

You sat in your stadium chair as Jason, Brett, Hannah, Juno, and Brendan took a photo with a fan. Your group had arrived at your seats barely five minutes ago and none of the others had an opportunity to sit down yet, greeting watchers of the show with bright smiles and offers to take pictures. As the last fan, a young boy and his mom, headed to their seats just a couple of sections over, the crew finally had a chance to sit down and relax, Juno on one side of you and Jason on the other. The guys begin to discuss the match as Hannah updates Juno and you on what her daughter was most recently up to, only furthering the baby fever that you and Jason had recently been experiencing.

Laughing at something Juno said, you turn to Jason in surprise after he places his hand on your thigh. The man remains deep in conversation with his friends though he must sense your attention placed on him, glancing at you before fulling turning his body towards you when he sees your concerned face, “You okay, honey? You’re not regretting this, are you?” You quickly shake your head, you’re not regretting this at all, you’re finally out in the world with your boyfriend like a normal human, “No, I’m really happy we’re doing this, just, I didn’t think you would want to…ya know…”

You gesture to his hand on your thigh which causes him to laugh loudly, “Baby, you should know by now that I don’t like keeping my hands off of my girl.” Blushing deeply, you whip your head around to make sure none of your friends heard his comment, though this only makes Jason laugh more and move his hand higher up your thigh. Seeing that no one heard, or at least is not acting as though they did, you turn back to face Jason and his evil smirk, “No, I know that you fucker, I just didn’t think you’d want to do that in public.” He chuckles at what you call him though he leans in closer when sensing some of your worries, “Honey, I have not had a single doubt about being seen with you since the moment I met you. Yes, we waited a couple of years to go public, but none of that was because of being ashamed of you. We are here, we are together, and if we are finally together in public, I want to be together completely. So I am going to be insufferable and always be touching you in some way, just like when we’re with friends or our kids, okay?”

You nod happily, leaning in to give him a small peck though he quickly takes control, deepening the kiss with a bite to your lower lip. You chuckle into the kiss before hearing the teasing groans of your friends, “Fucking hell, we should have never supported them going public.” You pull away with a laugh, looking over at the exaggerated eye rolls of your group which are met with Jason flipping them off, “All of you can fuck off, okay? I can finally show the world who the love of my life is. You’re lucky I’ve kept it in my pants this long.” The group lets out a mixture of laugh and expletives under their breaths, “My God, Jason.”

You pop up with excitement, looking around at your older peers who all look at you confused at the sudden burst of energy, “Oh! Speaking of not keeping it in your pants, friends from over here, would you ever say shagging over fucking?” Juno lets out a scoff, as Hannah, through laughs, supports your side of the argument, “Jesus, no.” You look to Jason with a pleased expression, “See? The resident experts say no.” Brett looks at Jason with joking disgust, “You thought we would say shagging? This isn’t the fucking Christmas Carol, Jason.” You nod along while pointing at Brett to emphasize what he’s saying, “Exactly, and if it was, it’d be the muppet Christmas Carol.” Brett leans past Brendan and Jason to give you a fist bump, “Damn straight, Y/N.”

Jason throws his head back as he groans in frustration, “Oh my God, I should have never introduced you.” The group laughs as the stadium erupts in cheers, all of you looking up to see the stadium screen is showing different celebrities at the game. Everyone relaxes into their seats, all of you resuming your conversations from before as Jason moves his arm to wrap it around your shoulder, pulling you into his side. The stadium erupts in cheers again, the people behind you seeming to be extra loud and excited, which makes sense when you look up and see your group on the screen with the caption “The cast of Ted Lasso”. The five of them all wave in the direction of the camera as you just look back and forth between the people on either side of you, a proud smile on your face.

You catch Jason’s gaze out of the corner of his eyes, your smile seeming to grow even more. He turns his full attention back to the camera and you can’t help to appreciate his side profile, the gray of his beard making itself known at the base of his scruff and his temples showing a little color too. From under the collar of his shirt and puffer, you spot a mark that you left the night before, bringing a blush to your cheeks.

As the camera turns to another celebrity guest, Jason turns to you, a loving look in his eyes as the two of you make eye contact. He places his free hand on your cheek, “I love you baby, so much.” You lean forward, close to his lips, “I love you too, bubs, more than you know.” The two of you meet in the middle, sharing a sweet kiss that Jason tries to turn hotter before the stadium erupts in cheers again. You don’t move apart but then those around you begin to whistle, causing Jason to remove his hand from your cheek before you pull away only to see that the screen is once again showing your group. Or really, showing you and Jason casually having a make-out before the game begins.

Your face turns a deep red as you turn to bury your face into Jason’s neck, trying to hide from the attention of the stadium. Sure, you were ready to be placed in the public eye by going public with Jason, but you definitely did not expect that to happen with a photo of you two passionately kissing while with your friends. Jason places a kiss on the top of your head, waving to the camera once more and giving the crowd, and really the world, a thumbs up. You stay tucked into Jason’s side but pull your head back, now once again face to face with Jason.

Everyone in the stadium cheers loudly and stands up as the players file onto the field, everyone but you and Jason. The both of you chuckle, Jason leaning forward to kiss the tip of your nose and eliciting a small giggle from you. He smiles brightly at you, taking one of your hands into his, “How’s that for an introduction, huh?”

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tiltedsyllogism · 3 months

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hey FAM fandom, let's make some fanworks and make the world better too!

@fandomtrumpshate is a pan-fandom fanworks auction that raises money for good causes: environmental protection and restoration, trans rights, support for people leaving hate groups, resources for people seeking abortions, advocacy for disabled people, and much more.

Over the past seven years, thousands of fans have joined forces through the auction to raise nearly $240,000 for a variety of small progressive nonprofits.

so how does this work?

There are two steps:

Fan creators sign up to offer fanworks in exchange for donations. As a creator, you'll be able to say what you would (and wouldn't) be able and willing to create: not just fanwork type, but themes and ships and genre tropes that you're excited about (or uncomfortable with.) You'll also be able to specify which of this year's supported nonprofits you want your fanwork to support (though you always have the option of letting your bidder choose among any of them.) You can offer to create up to three different fanworks, and for up to three different fandoms for each offer. Creator signups are open now, and they run until Feb 19th. You can sign up here!

Fans bid competitively for the opportunity to give those creators a specific prompt. If you win an auction, you will make a donation to one of the organizations selected by the creator whose auction you've won. Once you've done that, you and your creator can start talking about the fanwork they will create for you! Bidding will run from March 5th - March 9th.

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the-dendrophile-bookdragon · 1 year

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Wrapping War

Pairing: Jason Todd x gn!reader

Warnings; pure, tooth-rotting fluff

Summary: Person A and Person B decide to have a gift wrapping battle to settle once and for all who’s better at wrapping presents. They get their friend(s) to judge.

“This looks ugly.” You looked up and saw Jason standing before you still clad in his Red Hood suit. You huffed at him before returning to your project before you. “You know if you fold the corners the other way-�� You held up your hand to stop him from finishing his sentence. “If you can do it better than me do it! No one is holding you back.”

You pointed at the pile of presents. His were already wrapped. It would have been a little funny if you had him wrap his own presents. Jason sighted. He pointed at himself; “I go clean up and then I’m gonna destroy you.” You chuckled lowly, “You can tray.” Jason shook his head, “Do or do not. There is no try.”

After he showered and dressed himself in a pair of sweats and a simple black T-shirt he let himself fall next to you on the sofa. “Okay, we wrap them and tomorrow the fam has to decide which one were better wrapped.” You nodded and held your hand out to him. He turned to you and took it. “May the best win.” Eagerly you began to wrap your presents.

Next Day

Your leg pounced up and down as Jason was driving to the mansion. “You good, babe?” You could only nod. Too nervous about the presents and your bet with Jason. Jason pulled into the driveway where Alfred was already waiting for you.

He helped you unload the car and bring all the bags with presents inside before getting your over night bags. “Thank you so much for the help Alfred.” The butler bowed slightly before excusing himself back to the kitchen. “You could never know witch of the family members tries to sneak in there to have a taste test.” You giggled at his allusions.

You unpacked your thinks before resting for a short time. Bruce called everyone down to the living room where a big, well-lit tree proudly stood in the room. Various ornaments dangled from its branches. Some where bought but some seemed self-made. A wobbly star with the name Jason written in a chicken scratches handwriting hung high up on the tree.

Everyone gathered around to give and receive their presents. Before you gave everyone your gifts you asked them how the packets wrapping was. You got a lot of weird looks and shrugs of their shoulders but you weren’t the only one. Jason had nearly the same reactions.

Barb caught on to why you and Jason asked around this question. She chuckled before revealing her findings to the rest of the family. Everyone had a moment of clearance before looking the presents again.

You both stood before the clan and waited for their answer in anticipation. Everyone nodded before turning to both of you. “Well?” You asked. Bruce fished out a paper and a pen from somewhere. One after the other said their thoughts with you. After Duke finished his review Bruce held up the tally sheet. “Y/N won!” He declared. You looked at Jason with a shit eating grin. “I told you so. Wooh, bragging rights till next Christmas.” Jason rolled his eyes at you and the small victory dance you made. He still couldn’t believe his luck finding you in a sea full of strangers who would have rejected him.

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tar-maitime · 3 months

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talking to the air

Rating: T Characters: Maedhros | Maitimo Relationships: Maedhros/Fingon, fem!Maedhros/Fingon, Maedhros & Sons of Feanor, Maedhros & Maglor & Elrond & Elros (mentioned) Additional: post-Nirnaeth, 2nd & 3rd kinslayings, War of Wrath, grief and mourning, background kidnap fam and gil-galad russingonion for flavor WC: 1.5k

Four times Maedhros talked to Fingon when he wasn't there...

“Why did you do it, you mad, mad fool?”

Maedhros half-shouts it through gritted teeth, pacing back and forth in her room in Amon Ereb. Her brothers can probably hear her ranting, but they know to leave it alone. They’re not who she’s talking to, anyway.

If she keeps the bed out of her line of sight, she can almost trick herself into believing that he’s sitting there actually listening. He’s not, he’s gone, gone, gone, and the gaping dark place in the back of her mind proves it, but she can pretend.

“Why were you on the front line to begin with? Have we not lost enough kings that way? Why couldn’t you have commanded from somewhere safer? Why couldn’t you have run, at least tried to run, when we knew we couldn’t win? Why did you have to be the hero?”

She knows why, of course, even without him here to tell her. Fingon was good and noble and would never ask his people to spend their lives without his being right alongside them. It is horrible and selfish of Maedhros to wish otherwise, to wish he had let just a few people lay down their lives for his instead of...

“You left me,” she spits out bitterly. “You left me, Finno. How could you do that? How could you expect me to forgive that?”

She sobs, and her knees go out from under her. “How can you forgive me for leaving you first, for retreating? I’m sorry, Finnonya, I’m so sorry.”

- - -

“I miss you.”

She says it almost casually, looking out from Amon Ereb’s battlements in the early morning. “It still hurts, every day - so badly some days, Finno - but I’m learning to live with it.”

It’s barely dawn; no one else is around. Maedhros has made sure to do this absolutely alone ever since the time, a few months ago, when Maglor had caught her at it and ventured to ask if Fingon was haunting her as a houseless spirit, tethered to her somehow. She’s snarled at him, spat that she could never be that selfish, that Fingon’s spirit was safe in Mandos and if he couldn’t have lived, then that was best.

There’s no one actually here that she’s talking to; she is sane enough still to know that. But it brings her comfort even so.

“It doesn’t feel like I should be able to. It doesn’t feel like we should still be living at all, sometimes, when so much is lost. But if we just stop, then Morgoth wins again, and I don’t know that I’m capable of that.”

She looks out over the mist that’s slowly parting to reveal the shape of the land, and leans on the parapet. She pretends, just for a moment, that she can feel the warmth of a familiar body leaning next to her, on her left where her vision’s never been quite right since Angband.

“I think we’re settling in here, as much as we can settle in anywhere,” she comments. “It’s strange, to have a home that I’ve never gotten to show you. Everywhere else I’ve lived, you got to visit. I almost wish we’d come down here sometime, before the Bragollach, just so that I could have known you saw it with me.”

She pauses. “And no, watching the tapestries in the Halls doesn’t count. If you are.”

On her more self-loathing days, she thinks he couldn’t possibly want to waste more time being bothered about her. On her more cynical days, she thinks the Valar would never allow him the kindness of remaining informed about events on this side of the Sea. But this morning is neither, and she indulges in the pleasant thought that Fingon might know she’s talking to him, even though he isn’t here.

She spends a handful of minutes telling him the news of Amon Ereb, and the small doings of her brothers, before she has to begin her day in truth.

- - -

“I can’t do this. I can’t - I can’t do this.”

Maedhros sits on the edge of her bed, hunched over. She drags her fingers through her hair - still shorn close, all these years later - and tries to control her breathing.

“I don’t know what to do, Finno, I - the Girdle’s gone, and Lúthien’s dead, and Tyelko and Curvo won’t listen to me anymore. They’re going to Doriath with or without me - they’re going to get themselves killed. And the Oath - ai, it claws at me for even thinking of trying to prevent them.”

She’s held the Oath back for years already - truly impossible circumstances will lull it to sleep for a time, and she’s been very good at convincing herself and her brothers that Melian and Lúthien constitute impossible circumstances just as much as Morgoth currently does. Before, long before, Fingon had kept it almost unnoticeable at times, her older vow easing the bonds of her later one.

But he’s gone, and there is no starlight in her mind, only the Oath and the waiting darkness and the raised voices of her brothers screaming at each other.

“I wish you were here,” she says desperately. “I wish you would come and help me with this. Somehow. Any way at all. Just by being here, even.”

She lets her hand drop, grips the stump of her wrist until her nails dig in.

“Or maybe,” she adds more quietly, “maybe it’s best. Maybe I would just drag you along with us.”

- - -

Sirion is burning around her. The soldier dead at her feet is wearing Fingon’s colors and sigil.

An escape from the Nirnaeth, some corner of her mind notes with detachment. Perhaps he went with Turgon’s retreating forces to Gondolin, and then here when that city fell. Only to be felled, after all that, by his former king’s disgraced kinslaying wife.

A dark, bitter chuckle seeps out of her. “Do you see?” she rasps. “Do you see what I have become?”

There is no answer, of course. Maedhros doesn’t even try to pretend that he’s there with her.

He would not deign to give her even a scrap of his attention now. Not that she deserves it.

- - -

They’re camped somewhere in the middle of the wilderness, picking their way back to where Amon Ereb is hopefully still standing. Maedhros looks over at where Maglor is stretched out asleep, his arm over the tiny peredhil twins that are curled up against him. Against all sense or wisdom, he’s been stubbornly attached to them ever since he stumbled on them in the ruins of Sirion, and (displaying even less good judgment) the twins seem to have decided to overlook his sacking of their home in favor of latching onto him as the one safe thing in a world gone mad.

It can only end in tears, but Maedhros has had even less luck than usual persuading Maglor of that.

She tilts her head back, looking at the sky.

“What do I do now, Finno?”

The only starlight that answers is that which she can see above her.

- - -

...and one time when he was there.

The battlefield is chaotic and nightmarish, and Maedhros feels right at home.

Finally, finally, she has a chance to do something unequivocally right, to extinguish Morgoth’s creatures in as great quantities as her strength will allow. Perhaps she may even be permitted an honorable death in battle, one of these days, but until that occurs, she is going to be as much help as she can.

They have an unspoken agreement, her and Gil-galad and Finarfin. She will keep her forces well away from those of her once-adoptive-son and her uncle, and help the war effort however she can, and they in return will let her alone to do so rather than pursuing the issue of the kinslayings.

Someday, she might let them do so. Maglor has talked of it. But first, they must lay hands on the two Silmarils still in play, and raise the not-quite-grown twins (and keep them firmly off the actual battlefield), and also do something about the great number of orcs and other monsters that never seem to stop coming.

There is a gap, for a moment, a breathing space. Some of Finarfin’s forces are fighting nearby, though per usual they have not made contact. Maedhros glances their way as she moves towards the next wave of the enemy, and--

--stops. Catches the briefest impression of something, someone familiar.

Finarfin’s fighters wear cloaks the color of elanor, and Gil-galad’s wear a blue that’s almost gray. But the warrior at the head of the pack is cloaked in deep, deep blue, and she swears she sees dark braids woven with gold escaping from under his helm.

He twists, and dark eyes meet hers.

“Finno?” Maedhros says, barely aloud, half without knowing it.

She doesn’t even register the orc chieftain coming up behind her.

#silmarillion #maedhros #russingon #maedhros x fingon #female Maedhros #apologies for the cliffhanger!#already plotting the follow-up if that helps #roots of my tree #my stories #angst #bad times post-nirnaeth

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