#this scene was so hard to color bye

[piltover-s-finest]

Who the hell are you?

ARCANE (2021-) 1.04, “Happy Progress Day!”

[raiiny-bay]

ok i burnt out on this too, so i guess it's back to staring into space for me

have a half-finished marky sketch ig

[iinmysights]

my arm hurty and my nose pressy but almost $2k later my tattoo is finished teehee :3

[dear-bunnyboo]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝐖𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄 || 𝐉𝐎𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖

important note: my face claim will be madison beer but you can imagine whoever you desire. also the songs mentioned are not all technically all madison’s i will be incorporating other songs from other artists.

all the pictures seen below are not mine, however they were edited by yours truly. credits to the owners.

and just like that, all hell breaks loose 🫢 (hope this makes you guys temporarily forget that bae played like ass last sunday 🥲)

side note: I am really proud of this chapter. so proud that it might be my current favorite <3

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Joe Burrow x Singer!Reader / Brief Ex!Jack Hughes x Singer!Reader

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Can Joe save you when everything comes crashing down?

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: angst, cursing, haters, rumors, liar!Jack, toxic ex, crying, angry!reader, media, joe being a sweetheart, light fluff, flashback, protective!Joe

𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 || 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 || 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐜. 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 || 𝐍𝐇𝐋 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

This week has been proven to be challenging for you.

Halfway through your tour you have a mandatory rest week as you’d like to call it— not only for yourself but for every single people involved behind the scenes as well, they have been working as hard as you were, if not even more.

You were a workaholic, and a day off is enough for you to get recharged. Which is why you were finding it so hard to get through the week— you were itching to perform. You had to distract yourself with a pen and paper for your own sanity— writing helps release the energy and tension from your body.

It’s only been two days since the rest week started and you were silently going insane. It doesn’t help that Joe just messaged you saying that it was their bye week of the season— you really didn’t know what to do with the information he gave you. You are more closer to Joe now than you were before, from the frequent late night talking, FaceTimes, texting— and you loved it. You just didn’t know what his break had to do with you— until he spells it out for you.

I’m coming over

He texted you this an hour ago. Joe has been over your house before and vice versa— you were continuously teased by Y/BF/N which really wasn’t a surprise to you. Your best friend has declared herself the president of the Joe and Y/N Fanclub and it’s borderline psychotic but you love her anyways.

Again— this week is a challenge.

Joe was coming over and you found yourself wanting to throw up— you had zero clue as to why your stomach was hurting and why your palms were getting clammy. You placed your palm on your forehead, lightly feeling for a fever but with no avail.

You have been refusing the feeling for months now.

You hated it.

It was happening all over again. The same feelings, the same outcomes. It was bullshit.

Those damn butterflies that died that night seemed to resurrect from the dead every time you talked to Joe— every time he laughed and smiled at you the butterflies not only show up but get trampled by a stampede of animals.

Sitting cross legged on your living room sofa as you waited for the quarterback— you looked around your surroundings. Around you was littered with papers with scribbles of your panic writing, your electric guitar discarded right next to you. A ding broke you out of your thoughts and upon looking down on your phone, you see another message form Joe.

I think you’ll really like my surprise, lovebug.

You were gonna throw up— a butterfly is about to come out of your mouth.

Yeah?, well, color me intrigued.

Tossing your phone away from you, you wiped your sweaty hands on you sweatpants and continued writing— you were writing with so much fervor that your handwriting started to look like you were writing a medicine prescription but you understood it.

You understood it.

Lovebug

Joe started calling you lovebug a couple months ago when he came over your house for the first time.

You and Joe were talking animatedly about your favorite SpongeBob episodes on your couch. The two of you just finished watching the first SpongeBob Movie and now you both were just geeking out and giggling about iconic episodes.

“Nothing will top the chocolate episode. Still makes me laugh out loud till this day.” Joe chuckles as he placed his arms on the sofa just behind your head— he wasn’t touching you but you felt the heat of his body by how close you two were sitting. The feeling was somewhat more intimate than actually being touched— it was the longing for it that was getting to you.

“The episode where they performed at the Super Bowl halftime was my favorite! I thought that would be your favorite. Nothing will ever top that.” You bounced on your seat, facing Joe even more now— looking at him like he grew three heads for not picking that episode as his favorite.

The quarterback laughs at you as he watched your eyes grow wide in excitement as you talked about that episode, “Ok, ok! That’s a great one as well, I’m not gonna lie.” He put his hands up in surrender but before you could even reply back to him, you caught sight of something moving from your peripheral vision— turning your head slightly, you spotted a tarantula climbing up your sofa and with no hesitation whatsoever you bolted out of your couch screaming.

Joe looked at you alarmed, immediately standing up and walking towards you slowly in concern, “What’s wrong?” He carefully eyes you with his beautiful baby blues— if it weren’t for the predicament you found yourself in you would have turned red but you didn’t have time for that. You pushed Joe away from you, your eyes still trained on the spider as you directed Joe’s body to face the insect.

“There is a huge spider, Joe!” You whisper-yelled, trying your hardest not to yell as you inched your back towards the wall. Joe, however, turned to look at you with a grin on his face— you gave him a look as he continued to look smug.

“What!?” You scolded him.

“You’re scared of spiders?” He asked in both a concerned and amused tone.

“Gee, Joe— no I’m thrilled. That was me screaming in joy.” You blurted out sarcastically, slightly pushing him towards it again as you hid behind his towering figure, “And that is not a spider, that’s a fucking Pokémon at this point— get it out!”

The blonde, laughed at your attitude— just now meeting this new persona of yours, you’ve always been so sweet to him that this side of you was amusing him. Sassy— he liked it.

“Joseph! Are you just gonna stare at me? Or are you gonna actually help? That thing basically owns the house at this point— please, Joey.” And there it was, the sweet side Joe was just thinking about, Joe shook his head and smiled at you before moving towards the insect.

“You know, it’s also scared, right? We probably look hideous to it as well.” Joe consoles you while you continued to watch him quietly reach his bare hands to catch the spider— which were as big as his hands.

“Congrats, you’re a Disney Princess.” you rolled your eyes at him— there was no convincing you when it comes to spiders.

Joe just let out the biggest laugh at your sassiness, “You’re the funniest person I’ve ever met.”

“I’m here all night.” You stuck your tongue out at him.

He struggled to keep the spider in place as he carefully wrestled it around his palms as the spider stared squirming. You slowly inched closer to the couch now that Joe has reached your front door, “Be careful. Don’t hurt it— I want it out of my house not dead.” You muttered but Joe heard you loud and clear, earning another a warm smile from him.

“Look at you— I thought you were worried about me for a second but it was for the spider. Who’s the Disney Princess now?” Joe winked at you before walking out of the front door to get the spider out.

Joe saunters back in shorty looking smug as if he just wrestled an alligator out of your house. Placing himself next to you back on the couch he looks at you in amusement and before you could give him an attitude— Joe raised his hand up to remove the stray hairs out of your face, your hair slightly disheveled after running for your life.

You remained still as you watched him watch you— Joe was looking at every single part of your face as if he was memorizing every inch of you before muttering something under his breath. It was so low that you missed it.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you asked, “What?” You managed to breath out.

“Lovebug”

His baby blue eyes finally meeting yours. You sat stunned— not knowing where all this was coming from.

“What?” You started to sound like a broken record as you asked him again.

“You’re such a lovebug.” The quarterback shrugged before removing his hand off of your face, now facing your TV as he tries to move on from the situation. Joe must have felt your eyes still on him as you tried to process and understand what he just said— what he was trying to say.

“You’re full of love. You’re such a good person. Just a few months of knowing you and being your friend and I’ve noticed how much love you have to offer— it’s amazing really. You are terrified of spiders but you didn’t want it dead, unlike some people would.” Joe shrugged shoving chips in his mouth as if he didn’t just say the sweetest things to you.

“Joe, that’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard. Thank you.”

“It’s true” he nodded at you. “Lovebug is scared of a little bug.” Joe continued to joke earning an exasperated look from you.

“That thing was not little, Joe. It was practically a grown adult.”

You remembered the feeling you felt when he told you those things that night.

You understood how fucked you were.

You understood how this could be another one of your biggest mistakes, you continued writing on the paper— words, phrases, lyrics were spewing out of you as you continued to think about that night— the TV not even distracting you for a second.

You didn’t know why your heart was feeling this way. How it could start beating the way it is as if it wasn’t beaten and bruise— you didn’t understand why this was happening to you.

All of you thought that love off the table.

So why?

The heart is resilient— love is resilient. It can suffer for years, it can be broken and used over and over again, it can be shattered into pieces, it can make you feel numb— but then it surprises you when it flutters again. Flutters from the happiness, the giddiness, excitement, and even love— again, it’s resilient.

You’re brain however, it’s logical. It has stored all the memories; the good, the bad, the traumatic into specific file cabinets— it gathers information from your previous experiences and helps you stop yourself from going through those same experiences again.

Your heart was telling you to go for it while your brain was telling you to let it go. They never seem to listen to each other but they also couldn’t live without each other— the heart and the brain, just another love story.

Your doorbell rang pulling you out of your thoughts. You quickly gathered yourself together before standing up to answer the door— opening your front door, you were met with Joe who has one hand in his pocket while to other one was hiding a paper bag behind his back.

“Hey.” And just like that he single-handedly managed to get the butterflies in your stomach to awaken from their slumber.

Holding to door wide open you gave the man in front of you a smile, “Hey, you.” You greeted Joe before side stepping to let his huge frame in— as he walks in your house you addressed the paper bag clasped in his hand.

“What you got there?” You nodded your head towards the bag, looking up at him in curiosity as he placed himself down on your sofa. Joe took a quick look down at the bag before reaching out to hand it to you.

“It’s the surprise I was talking about.” Joe eyes you up and down, his eyes feeling like lasers as the heat started to build up throughout your body. You simply shook your head as you sat next to him— carefully opening the paper bag.

A peak of yellow was seen— pulling the huge box out you were met with the new Bowser Lego set that you have been looking to buy for a while now; it’s been sold out everywhere. One of the many surprising things that you’ve learned about Joe was that he loved Legos which you found exciting cause you had a mild but concerning obsession with Legos.

You eyed the box with wide eyes before looking up back at Joe who was looking at you amused— you couldn’t contain yourself so you launched yourself on the quarterback and tackled him in a hug.

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I don’t know what occasion it is for you to give me a present but I’m not complaining!” You muttered excitingly in the crook of his neck as Joe squeezed you back in return, laughing at your explosive reaction.

“There is no occasion— and I have connections.” He said proudly before slowly scanning the papers scattered in front of him.

You let out an over exaggerated gasp, “You have Lego connections?” your eyes widening even more as you scooted closer to him— all your undivided attention now on him.

Joe nodded as he chuckles at your excitement, “Can I know those people, please?” You begged hoping the man next to you would give you what you asked for.

“I’m your Lego connection. I’ll buy you all the Lego you want— you have me.” Joe answers his eyes still trained on the papers in front of him as he tried his hardest to understand your manic handwriting.

“I do have you. That’s sweet.” You looked down on your lap smiling.

You hate yourself

“You have me.” Joe mutters under his breath.

You hated him.

You hated everything— why is this happening to you?

You hated how easy it is for your heart to love again. You hated how your body reacted to Joe— he could breathe in a weird way and you’d find it cute. You hated how you folded for a man who could easily disregard you like they all did.

You wanted to cry.

You hated how scared you are, it’s almost a year since the cheating scandal happened and you were still scared— you weren’t scared of falling, you were scared of crashing.

Trying your hardest to swallow the lump that formed in your throat, you turned to look at Joe who was quietly trying to read your lyrics— in a flash, your hand swooped down and compiled all the paper towards you.

“Uh uh, these are potential songs— no spoilers for you.” You tutted at him as you arranged the folded and crumpled pieces of papers in your arms.

“I couldn’t read them anyway. You have terrible handwriting, Y/N.” He teased as he eyed you for your reaction which you immediately responded to.

“Hey! I have very pretty handwriting. It just so happens that my brain was spitting out too many ideas at once that my hand couldn’t keep up.” you raised your chin high up— looking up at him, you’re eyebrow raised as to challenge him to disagree with you.

“Alright. I believe you.” The quarterback flicks your chin up with his fingers as he took a quick good look at you— Joe finds himself doing that to you a lot recently.

“Anyway, are we gonna make my baby Bowser? Or not?” You gave him the most childish smile you could muster making Joe smile back at you warmly before smirking, a mischievous look covering his handsome face.

“I thought you were gonna ask if we we’re gonna make a baby.” A huge grin twitching to form on his face and in turn you remained still looking at the man in front of you with wide eyes— your mouth opening and closing however, words weren’t coming out of your mouth.

“Maybe next time, lovebug.” Joe continued which shocked you even more. You had never expected that Joe Burrow would be like this prior to meeting him— he looks like such a serious man who means nothing but business. In fact, before meeting him you were sure that he had zero personality, you doubted it’s existence. You were so sure that football was his only personality trait, but now here he was making sex jokes— or was he flirting?

“Joseph Lee Burrow!” You yelled at him before smacking him on the shoulder with the box you were holding— the contents moving around making clanking noises inside the unopened box.

“Ow! I’m joking— but yeah, let’s make your baby Bowser.” He jokingly mocks you while he rubbed his shoulder that you had just hit.

That’s how you found yourselves the next couple of hours— playing with Legos.

You two were sat on the ground on the carpet, finding it more comfortable to work there than your expensive couch. The two of you worked in silence— unless when you two found yourselves singing along the songs in Joe’s playlist.

The bass to Future’s song Codeine Crazy was blasting in your speakers as you and Joe finished Bowser’s legs— you were bobbing your head to the beat as you mindlessly danced in your spot, your eyes solely focused on the manual in front of you— you were too focused that you failed to notice Joe watching you with a fond smile on his face.

What didn’t go unnoticed to you though was the reporter reporting celebrity news on your TV. Before Joe arrived, you were flipping through the channels on your TV looking for something to watch when you decided to leave it on ENews while you continued writing— ultimately you were now regretting that decision.

“New Jersey Devils’ star player Jack Hughes finally speaks up regarding his very public split with Grammy Award winning singer Y/N Y/L/N.”

Apparently this doesn’t go unnoticed by Joe as well who was now watching you as your eyes shot up and remained glued on the screen in front of you.

“Almost a year after videos and pictures surfaced of NHL star Jack Hughes kissing a unknown woman— Jack finally breaks his silence. We interviewed Jack after his game last Saturday against the New York Rangers and the 22 year old had a few things to say about the situation.”

“I just want to clear everything once and for all. You’ve only heard one side of the story. After three years of dating Y/N, never once did I cheat on her— when those pictures came out we were already broken up for a few months, so there was no cheating.”

You’re hands were now shaking while your chest moved up and down in an abnormally fast pace— the Lego piece you were previously holding was now disregarded on the table. Joe— you could barely hear him trying to call out for you. You were solely focused on the TV.

“I hope this stops the baseless rumors, the false narrative that has been put out through the songs— I don’t appreciate it.”

“Why do you think Y/N would lie?” the interviewer asked.

“I don’t know. She has been getting cozy with Burrow— maybe she’s projecting but I do wish her all the best.” Jack chuckles as he gives the interviewer a smile.

Silence

Joe managed to find the TV remote and turned it off but it was too late— you heard everything you needed to hear. You would have heard about that interview regardless, the internet is fast.

“Y/N.” Joe’ stern voice broke the silence. You failed to realize that he was now crouching right next to you.

The soft touch of his hand drawing circles on your back managed to bring the tears out to surface. You felt the burning pain in your chest that you’ve grown familiar with the past couple of months— everything came crashing down on you like the waves during a storm.

“He’s lying.” Was all you’ve managed to muster up. You’re voice was now raspy from the struggle of trying not to break down and cry.

“He’s lying.” You said again, more so to yourself— trying to calm yourself down.

“I know. I know. I believe you.” Joe reassured you while he continued playing with your hair. The blonde’s words shocked you. Why would he believe you? Why should he believe you?

“Why?” You sniffed looking up at Joe, you’re eyes getting more blurry as they filled themselves with tears.

Joe remained calm offering you a comforting smile before gathering you into his arms— he was now sitting behind you with you in between his parted legs, his arms wrapped around your entire torso as he gently pushes you backward to lean against him.

“We haven’t known each other for that long, Joe. How do you know that what he said wasn’t all true?” You pushed releasing a shaky breath not understanding why he is choosing to blindly trust and believe you.

The quarterback doesn’t know about Jack, he knows that you just recently ended a long term relationship but never the specifics— unless he researched you prior which seems uncharacteristic of Joe and unlikely at that.

“I believe you because you wouldn’t be acting like this if you were lying. I believe you because if you were lying, you wouldn’t tear up every time you performed a certain song. I believe you because if you were lying, you wouldn’t have a distant look on your face every time you get reminded of your ex. I believe you because I know you not him.”

The tears that gathered in your eyes finally fell. You were crying again— sure, Jack caused it but you were crying because deep down you knew that you were falling again, for someone who’s talking to you as if you were the most precious thing in the world, someone who unbeknownst to you have been watching your every move.

“He’s ruining my life. He keeps hurting me, Joey.” Sobs wracked your body as you curled up against his chest. “Shh, you’re okay, you’re alright. No one can ruin anything for you or hurt you without your consent, lovebug.” Joe coos as he tries his best to remove the hair that was now sticking on your face from the tears.

The ringing of your phone pulled the both of you out of your little bubble that you’ve just created, grabbing your phone you see Y/BF/N and Trevor calling you for a group FaceTime, quickly answering the call, you started to cry even harder— the overwhelming things that just had happened in a matter minutes getting to you.

“Y/N?” Your two best friends started in unison, their faces filled with concern as they finally saw the state you were in.

“Hey, Popstar.” Trevor gave you a sad smile as he tried to make you smile back at him.

“He’s a fucking liar, Z.” You looked at them sadly, your tears now falling slower than before but consistently.

Trevor looked at you defeatedly as he was just as hurt and disappointed at Jack as you were. He didn’t know why Jack would do something like that to you— he didn’t understand why he cheated in the first place. When Trevor confronted him that night, Jack stated that he was drunk and he didn’t mean to do it, that he wanted to apologize to you and take you back but still continued to date the same girl he cheated on you with and now this— lying to the world, turning the story around. Trevor was just as pissed.

“Y/N, I want you to breathe, okay? I already contacted your publicist for you and I’ll be back there by tomorrow— we’ll figure it out. We always do.” Y/BF/N calmly but sternly confronted you. Y/BF/N went back to her hometown for a couple of days to meet her family which is why she wasn’t with you currently like she always was.

“I know. It’s just people are gonna think I’m a fucking liar now— and that I cheated on him. He fucking implied I’ve been talking to Joe while we were dating and that I was projecting.” upon the realization that Joe’s name was brought into the conversation, you cried even harder.

You didn’t want Joe involved. He doesn’t deserve to be involved in such nonsense— he already gets bombarded by questions about you, now he’s gonna be apart of cheating allegations.

“No one is gonna believe that asshole, Y/N. Sure his die hard fans who wants to jump his bones might but that’s it— he’s dumb.” Y/BF/N explained.

“How do you know that?” You blurted. The pain and anger now reaching the surface ready for you to explode. Thankfully, Joe was quietly listening— his fingers slowly drawing patterns up and down your arm, whispering sweet nothings in your ears that could turn you into a melting puddle if you weren’t so angry right now.

“Because! We were all at that golf course a few weeks before the pictures of Jack cheating came out, remember? The paparazzi got photos of you two latched to each other like a couple of leeches, Y/N! Don’t you see? Jack didn’t think his plan through properly. People won’t believe his bullshit story about you two breaking up months prior and everyone knows you and Joe met after the fact.” You could kiss Y/BF/N through the phone right now. She was right. A few weeks before the drama exploded on your face; you, Y/BF/N, Trevor, Cole, Alex, Jack, Luke, and Quinn went out to play golf together— the day after that the tabloids had pictures of you and Jack together full on PDA.

He’s a dumb motherfucker and that dumb motherfucker is dead to you.

“So, do me a favor— grab your pen and paper and start your magic. I hate seeing you cry because of that fucker. I’ll see you tomorrow, okay? Joe don’t think I can’t see you, take care of her please.” Y/BF/N gave a stern look through the screen.

“I will.” Joe curtly answered before squeezing you tighter making you melt into him even more.

“Are you telling me the Joe Burrow has been right there this entire time? I’ve been looking at your zoomed in face when I could be looking at Joe Burrow?!” Trevor voices out, moving his head side to side as if he could get a glimpse of the NFL player that way.

You slowly inched your phone away from your face, Joe’s face now appearing on the screen earning a literal gasp from the hockey player.

“Oh my god, hi!” Trevor waves at the quarterback earning a chuckle from Joe and a small smile from you.

Trevor looked at you with a grin after finally making you smile, “I have a game against the Devils this week. I’ll bash his head in against the glass for you.” Trevor said his voice now serious as ever, along with a determined and pisses off look on his face that you only see during his games.

You only hummed in reply before deciding to bid goodbye to your two best friends— lyrics floating around your head waiting to be written out of anger.

“Your friends are sweet.” Joe comments once the call ended, now watching you as you pulled out new blank pieces of papers— both of your positions unchanging, in fact you two were even closer than before.

“They are— you are too.” Turning to meet his intense gaze you managed to give him a genuine smile as you watched him watch you.

Joe was holding you so close and so gentle that it made your heart ache in a good way. “Thank you.” you whispered.

“You can talk to me, always.”

And that’s what you did. Not moving from both of your places, you told Joe everything. From meeting Jack to losing Jack— you told him everything. You shed a few tears as you told him how bad it hurts, how it broke you— you told him how scared you were, how scared you are now of love— of falling in love; and Joe listen. He quietly listened as you poured your heart to him, until Joe caressing your arms and him whispering reassuring words to you slowly lulls you to sleep.

The energy you drained from writing your songs and from crying pulled you into a slumber. You remained motionless in Joe’s arms— your back leaning on his chest as he circled his arms tighter around you, protecting you from the world as he watched your chest steadily move up and down, your soft snores filling his ears making him smile.

Joe enjoys your company. Meeting you was one of the highlights of his life— you were a breath of fresh air. You were so beautiful inside and out, you were funny and witty— the banter and conversations you two would have kept him on his toes. Joe never once denied what he felt and he knew he will have to work hard for you to believe his feelings especially now with how fragile you were— Joe cares for you and he hated how your smile instantly dropped after hearing the news, he hated seeing and hearing you cry which is why as he watches you sleep in his arms, he carefully pulled out his phone.

Joe was just as pissed as you were and everyone will know that.

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Biting Habits

CG! Drew M. x Little! Fem! Reader

(Small scene with CG! Finn B. And Damien P. W/ Nicole (oc))

SFW! 18+ Minors DNI! Thank you!

Warning: Age regression, Topic of mastication, crying, stress topics

Mastication: its a synonym for chewing

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Drew was humming along to the cartoon music as his little was watching tv in the main room, making some of her favorites as this was a small reward for her amazing behavior for the day. Picking up toys without him asking, eating and drinking what she needed for the day and taking a nap without making a fuss. His little is around the ages of 2-4 and she still has some issues with her sucking her thumb but drew also started to notice that she started bitting on her shirt a lot. “Lovely, time for some grub.” His little looked up over the couch to peer in the kitchen seeing him fixing her plate. As she did so she was naming on her t shirt near the collar. She hopped off the couch and hopped along to the kitchen to happily started eating but soon heard some sharp snaps that made her stop and whimper.

“Princess please stop chewing on ur shirt, come one now we talked about this honey.” she pouted and she released the wet top, Drew just sighed, “We have to figure out what’s with that.” Drew sat her colorful plate down and she hoisted herself up to the chair, “Daddy I sorry…” “I know pumpkin but you can’t be chew on your shirts.” She nodded and she started to eat her food as it was placed in front of her. Drew put his plate away since he wasn’t hungry at the time and had an idea with the free time he made for himself. He remembered that another person had the same issue that his little was dealing with. “Beauty, I’ll be back. Daddy has to make a call to a friend. No chewing on the shirt, just the food and I’ll get you some cheesecake. How does that sound?” She smiled and and nodded continuing to eat her food so she could get her other reward, her eyes watching Drew leaving the dining room.

“Ah the little one is chewing on her clothes? That’s easy, get her something to chew on.” Drew was on the phone with Finn as he was with Damian watching their little Nicole, Rhea and Dominic were out doing promos and pictures. Finn was rubbing Nicole’s back as she was coloring and Damian was getting a snack for her together, she was humming to the my little pony music playing in the back. “Literally all I need is for her to teethe on something? How does this even happen?” Drew ask as he looking up different teething necklaces from Amazon. Finn soon looked seeing Nicole show him the finished product of a colored page, he smiled and kissed her forehead. “One sec Drew, that’s so nice munchkin. Go ask DD to put it on the fridge so when mama gets home she sees it hm?” She nodded quick giggling and went to show Damien. “But yea as I was saying, It could be a number of reasons. But a main one is that she’s probably stressed about something or that’s just how she copes while she’s in her head space. But it’s not as bad, Nicole was dealing with stress and she would scratch her skin man.” Drew was worried but it seemed like an easy fix, it’s just he wants to know what is stressing her. “Finny! DD made Ants on a Tree!” Finn chuckled some. “Logs sweetie, and I’m coming!” “Thanks Finn, you have fun with the ants on a tree.” Drew smirked and chuckled as Finn said bye muttering an insult so the little one couldn’t hear. Hanging up Drew looked over at his little one seeing she was chewing on her lip as she was scrolling on her table done with her food. “Princess no chewing on your lip either, you’ll hurt your-“ “Ow!”

Drew got up quick going to her seeing that she bit her lip too hard by accident, she started sniffling and getting nervous not wanting to get in trouble. “Hey hey it’s ok baby you didn’t mean to, I’m not mad ok lass?” She nodded as some tears fell, Drew kissed her forehead and went to get the first aid kit to help clean her lip so it can heal properly. “Daddy also has a few questions for you bug. I wanna know what’s going on. Is there anything I’m doing wrong? That’s making you uncomfortable or having a noisy head?” He asked rubbing her hand after finishing up cleaning her lip. “…work…” Is what she simply said. “Well I know that you chill with Daddy to forget all about big bad work….” “Yes and I love spending time with you daddy but I’m still bleh…” She looked down playing with the bottom of her shirt. “I see…welp daddy got some stuff for you and it’s gonna come tomorrow. You think you can not chew on your shirt or your lip till daddy gets your gift? It’s gonna help.” She nodded and she hugged Drew kissing his cheek. “I’m sorry daddy…” “Hey hey no tears, big girls don’t cry when they don’t do anything wrong. Now let’s get the dishes done and we can watch a movie ok?” She nodded and she wiped her little tear happy about the sudden movie night.

~

The next day, Drew was waiting for her to come home from the meeting they were having for staff for this weeks shows. He finished his practice so he was gonna wait for her like always but she said for him to go ahead since its more work. She came in the house sighing slow and her body very sore. Closing the door the familiar smell of sweets made her melt, and soon she opened her eyes seeing Drew coming from the kitchen. “If you want to regress you can baby, I made some sweets and your gift is on the counter.” She nodded and she went to the stairs to go and dress down so she can be comfortable, get the work smell away with a nice hot shower. After fixing herself up, she came down and she zoomed to the kitchen. “All better muffin?” She nodded darting her eyes as the box on the table. “Are those my things?” She asked low as Drew nodded. She opened the box and Drew saw her eyes light up, She saw it was a big box of fidget and teething toys. “I know your anxiety has been nothing you pumpkin, so Daddy felt like this would help. You can even take a toy to work so it wont stress you as bad.” She pulled out a teething toy with a string on it. A necklace she could wear, besides biting on her shirt. She put it over her neck and she immediately started to nite on the toy in satisfaction. “I’m glad I disinfected the toys.” Drew chuckled happy she’s enjoying the toy. “Thank you, so much Drew.” She smiled shedding tears after she took the toy out her mouth. Drew leaned over and wiped the tears from her cheek smiling. “You’re welcome pumpkin. I don’t like to see you stressed or unhappy. So I fixed it, and when ever you need help I’ll always be there to fix it.” He smiled and she kissed his hand rubbing her arm. “Now looked through them baby there’s like 30 in there don’t just stop at one.” She giggled as he removed his hand and she continued to look through the box in glee.

Drew soon had a phone call, looking at the caller ID he smirked and he walked out the kitchen letting his little know he has a call to take care of. “What’s up Roman?…A project?…” He got the details and looked at his little fidgeting with safe magnets giggling to herself as she slipped into her headspace safely. “Sure, But why am I the gloom and doom man?” He asked in protest.

“Alright Aright, I’ll play along. Ill fell like I would enjoy it, and so will pumpkin. Update me when your ready mister Kent.”

[sammy8d257]

Did you know that in a recent video Alan made with DJ he confirmed that TSC, Green, Yellow, Red and Blue are around the ages of 10 to 12 years old. He also said that they are just really smart children. I really like that they just young kids, makes their mannerisms and child like behavior make more sense.

Hmmm... okay, I want to preface with saying that I'm happy you find joy in headcanoning the Color Gang to be 10 to 12 year olds. I'm glad you like thinking they're kids.

BUT

I've seen a lot of people use that clip of Alan saying they're 10 to 12 year old kids as canon. And like, frankly, I don't see how it can be.

(Goddamn, this is long as hell. Click on the "Keep Reading" if you want to see my entire rant but

TLDR;

It's fine if you see the Color Gang as kids in the range of 10 - 12, more power to you, but I don't see it as canon because it doesn't make sense to me and I personally can't relate to them. So I see them as young adults. )

First off, I honestly don't trust anything Alan has to say when it comes to what is or is not canon to the videos because Alan has said via his Members discord that there isn't any concrete "lore" for the characters and the world aside from a paragraph of personality traits for the Color Gang. While I myself, am not in the Discord, I have a friend who sometimes talks about stuff in there with me. A lot of the things story and lore things he and the team make up as they go. He will just say stuff without really considering previously establish canon.

(Trust me, I know. I've spent so much brainpower trying to connect the stick figure world together in a cohesive manner, its not even funny anymore aldkglsjsgs /lh)

No knock to Alan and his Team though. I understand that AvA/M is an on-going series with SO MANY videos to keep track of. It'd be hard to keep everything inline with lore if you don't have a dedicated keeper of it. But that's the reason why I take anything Alan says outside of the animations themselves, with a grain of salt.

SECONDLY,

Let's break down this "canon" scene shall we?

Actually, lets start a little bit before the scene, so everyone can get some context:

( https://youtu.be/Oz5mDcDK9I4?t=4668 )

The scene is Purple going off with King, to which DJ says:

DJ, voicing over King: Come on son, let's go

DJ, voicing over Purple: Bye guys! I'm gonna go hangout with my adopted dad. I'm 32.

[Alan and DJ laugh]

Alan: Maybe he is.

DJ: That'd be so weird if you find out all the characters are like in their 30s. [more laughs]

Alan: Yeah even though the internet hasn't been around that long.

DJ: Yeah, that's true. How old are they, like since their creation, I guess?

Alan: Huh, good question. ... 14?

DJ: 15? No...

Alan: Probably like 10, 12, 13,

DJ: Yeah, yeah. Which is cool because I feel like they act around then

[Alan laughs]

Alan: Yeah, they're just very smart children.

[END SCENE]

Just reading this, it looks like Alan confirmed that they're 10-13 year olds right?

Yeah if you ONLY look at this and not take into account the joking and non-serious tone both Alan and DJ had throughout this entire conversation. They like joking around and saying things. That's kinda their whole thing during their reacts. Alan is a more dead-pan but he was definitely making a lighthearted joke or comment playing off of the statement of them being 10.

Actually, lets go look at the question leading up to this.

"How old are they, like since their CREATION, I guess?"

Since their creation. AvA 4 is the video where Second and RYGB were first introduced and can serve as their creation date (assuming we're not taking about lore because while AvA 4 is Second's creation date, I'd argue the Stick Fighters were created prior and would in fact be older). AvA 4 premiered in 2014

Which is almost 10 years ago.

There is a high likelihood that both Alan and DJ were using the upload date of AvA 4 as the Color Gang's "creation date".

And if you want to headcanon a stick figure's age is how many years since their creation date, then more power to you.

To me that makes no sense because then that'd mean King is 2 years old. (AvM Parkour released April, 2021) Which is insane. alskdjglsjglsgd

I much prefer the idea that stick figures are created with an age in mind (baring the born stick figures like Purple).

And yeah, maybe Alan "intended" to make the Color Gang 10-13 year olds, but as I stated above, with how joking Alan and DJ were while discussing it plus Alan's whole thing about making things up as they go, I don't really believe it.

ALSO

Not to get too personal, but I just want to address something that's been bothering me with this whole thing.

The idea that because the Color Gang act childish = being children.

Because the sticks are heavily neurodivergent-coded

And as someone who is also neurodivergent, can act childish, see aspects of themself in these sticks, and is an ADULT.

Saying that people who act like this are children??

FUCKING SUCKS

Now I know, DJ, Alan, and probably even yourself Anon, don't mean any harm when you say the sticks act like children so they must be children.

But there is a LONG history of neurodivergent people getting infantilized because they display more "childish" behaviors like stimming or hyperfixating on specific topics.

So for at least me, someone who headcanons the Stick Figures as young adults, this who "age discourse" feels icky to me.

Plus, I personally can't relate to kids because I myself, am an adult. It's easier for me to relate to characters around my age range.

Listen, this rant is getting too long but here's the long and the short of it

There is nothing wrong with headcanoning the sticks as kids if that's what you want to believe that it's canon,

But it just ain't for me.

[j0eyj0rdis0n]

I AM BACK 😈

may I request more father figure tim hcs with an emo/ scene kid teen BUT they are rlly hyper sometimes, and makes him gifts a lot, like they have super edgy makeup and outfits on but they act so happy and make him gifts like drawings and matching homemade bracelets <33 and when they get excited they run around and flap their hands (HOPE THIS MAKES SENSE HSHWJEJSJ) father figure tim is so sweet it makes me happi.

BYE HAVE A GUD DAY/NIGHT!!! 🫶

WELCOME BACK LOVE!! Father figure Tim makes me so happy too! Thank you so much for making me think so hard about this. I hope this is long enough! If not, my requests are always open! (love love love the picture btw!!)

FATHER FIGURE TIM PT.2

This poor man… He’s TIRED!! Let him REST

Happy as long as his kids are happy but LORDY all the energy is almost too much for him

He already has Toby around and he’s an absolute coin toss so he doesn’t know how much energy he can deal with at home

Makes sure the kid is in some sort of physical activity to burn off all the energy. Doesn’t even matter if it’s getting them a bike or putting them in a sport. Just something to bring the energy down at least a couple nights a week.

Absolutely no sweets for this kid!! Sugar is REGULATED around here!

Brian definitely brings them a stash whenever he’s over though 👀

Totally fine with his kid wearing whatever they want, doesn’t mean he exactly loves the wild style but he doesn’t have the heart to tell them not to wear what they want.

MIGHT and I mean mayyyybe would let the kid do his makeup. But it can only be the two of them around, no pictures, and absolutely no soul will know about it.

If he sees something in the store he thinks his kid would like, he more than likely gets it and puts it on their bed as a surprise for when they come home from school.

Let’s the kid decorate the house since he has absolutely no decorating skill at all. Just keep it classy yk?

If the kid draws him anything it’s going on the goddamn fridge. No question about it! It will be shown off and he’ll take pictures of it and show it to all of the creeps when he sees them

He’s so proud of his kids work 🥹

He’d let them try to teach him how to draw, even though that’s obviously not his thing at all

I can imagine them at the kitchen table drawing with the kids music playing in the background as they share everything about every song that plays while he sits and listens quietly, asking questions here and there

Honestly they make a night of the week for that, a family night. It doesn’t have to be just drawing, it could be watching movies, playing catch (cause he is that kind of dad), or making bracelets

No one misses family night!!

He’ll let them invite any of their friends too as long as he approves of them. Brian and Toby often show up for those nights, they’re family too after all

But if the kid wants a family night with just them and dad, Tim makes sure that happens. #familyfirst

And if they make him bracelets he’s gonna fucking wear them. Doesn’t matter if they’re neon colors he’s wearing them. Just make sure they don’t get in the way of his work!

Honestly I see him getting his kid(s) matching lockets as like a family thing. He seems like the kind of guy to always wear it under all of his layers of clothes

[lackaroses]

freckle x reader one shot?

or

freckle romantic dinner moodboard?

ty <3

🌹🥀🌹

“Here! This’ll do nicely” Aunt Nina said as she brought out a nice button—up shirt from the closet. She handed over to her son, who was standing next to her sweating bullets. “Here ya’ go” 

Freckle quietly nodded as he took hold of the item of clothing. As his mother went back into the closet, searching for more clothing, Freckle mentally prepared himself. 

‘You’ll be fine, Calvin. It’s just a simple dinner date. What could possibly go wrong? Aside from me spilling something on them…. Or accidentally bringing up trauma… or causing a scene’ Freckle’s grip onto the clothing subconsciously tightened as he came up with more disastrous outcomes. Though fortunately, he was soon pulled out of his thoughts when his mother handed him a pair of trousers. “Alright, now get yourself cleaned up. I’d hate for you to be late!” She told him while using her hands to make shooing gestures. 

Freckle quickly made himself over to the bathroom. After his quick change of clothing, he looked at himself in the mirror. ‘Alright Calvin, you can’t screw this up. Just do what Rocky told you, hold your head high and try not to pee yourself…… maybe he wasn’t the best man to get dating advice from…’ 

“Calvin!” Freckle instantly perked up at the sound of his mother’s voice from outside the room “Hurry up! You’re going to be late!” 

“Coming!” He yelled back as he dusted himself off before rubbing out off the bathroom and down the hall. As he went up to the front door, his mother stood bye to say her farewell. 

“Have a good date, dear” She said before giving him an affecting peck on the cheek “And don’t make a fool of yourself” she stated firmly. 

Freckle was slightly taken aback by the last comment, but knew she meant well. “I’ll try my best, mom” 

                            🌹🥀🌹

In was late in the evening, which was exactly what you wanted. The sunset gave the sky a romantic and beautiful orange color, that you imagine will give make the atmosphere all the more romantic. As you stood outside the diner you couldn’t help but stare up at then large open sky and admire it, the reason you chose this specific diner is because you knew the two of you would have the whole place to yourselves. It wasn’t necessarily a well known business, but it did have good food. 

You internally jump when you feel two taps on your shoulder, turning around you saw the familiar orange feline standing before you with a shy and awkward smile. “You came!” You exclaimed excitedly as you engulfed him in a warm hug, resting your head on his shoulder. 

The affection action set Freckle’s cheeks ablaze “W-well of course. Why wouldn’t I-I?” He stammered out, flustered, as he hugged you back. 

“Oh well last time I went on a date I was stood up, so I guess I was kinda worried.” You said awkwardly as you pulled away from the embrace. 

Freckle’s nervous smile faltered “Oh I’m sorry” 

“Oh don’t worry! I didn’t even know the guy that much anymore” You explained with a comforting smile “C’mon, let’s just head inside!” 

Once the two of you entered the diner, you decided that you wanted a booth seat. After the both of you take your seats, Freckle opens up the menu. After taking a minute to gaze over the many options, he looks over to you “What do you usually get?” He asked timidly. 

You let out a hum and think over the question, but then suddenly you get an idea. Grinning, you real in over the table to get real close to him “I usually get this” you said while pointing to a random spot on the menu. 

“You get that?” As freckle looked down at the menu, you quickly take advance of this distraction and give him a soft and tender kiss on the forehead.

As you pulled away from him, Freckle instantly froze. His face once again, was covered in red. He was blushing so hard that one could mistake it for an allergic reaction. He’s never been in a date before, so he didn’t know what to expect, but he certainly didn’t expect such a bold move from. 

You tilted your head “Is something wrong?” You asked with a hint of concern in your voice. 

The sound of your voice quickly snapped him out of his daze. “No.. I just didn’t expect….  That” 

“Did you .. like it?” You ask. 

“I-I did.. just maybe give me a heads up next time?” He asked timidly, he was still very flustered by the sudden romantic gesture. 

“Okay!” You replied with a smile. After things settled down, the both of you looked back down at the menus. “Oooh maybe we could share a milkshake!” 

Freckle smiled at the idea “What kinda milkshake would you like?” 

“Hmmm…” You hum as you scan over the options “I think we should have F/F” 

The rest of the date played out like a cheesy romance story, the two of you shared a single milkshake. It tasted absolutely amazing, you could tell they used real dairy ice cream unlike some diners. The creamy texture combined with seeing the Freckle’s adorable face drink out of a bendy straw was an experience worth millions of dollars. You wouldn’t trade this moment for the world . 

🌹🥀🌹

Excuse any spelling mistakes! d: I haven’t really written as much as I’ve been wanting to so I might be a bit rusty

[vs120shound]

She retired from the biz a few years ago, moved 3 states away, competed for Cover Girl status for an "ink" publication. There's life beyond SF for Quinn yet she's still probably a Marlboro 100s Girl!

NEW SERIES!

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For the Week of 100223-100823

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From vs120shound staff | ★★★★★ (16 total: L)

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Quinn from USA Smokers!

"No Menthol Girl here. This is a Marlboro 100s Gal! . . . Sure, she is pretty, very much so. But she’s as cute as a button, and then some. Sexy as a woman can be, to the order of being adult industry worthy. Wonderful smoking style, confident and alluring. Heavy smoker. Firmly addicted. Playful. Funny. Authentic. A joy. A treat. A treasure to behold. Understands and appreciates the smoking fetish. Proud of her habit. Enjoys the ritual of smoking. Acknowledges smoking is an identifying part of her personae. Girl-next-door look with a Goth flavor. Complimentary, exciting, trendy, fashion-setting, attention-grabbing and colorful outfits. Into tattoos big time. Excelled in partner shoots with other SF models.

"Left the website’s stable of SF models when she moved from Arizona to the Seattle, Wash. area, saying good bye to the SF World in 2021. Our loss. Her run was sensational for as long as it lasted. SF Hall of Famer. Smoking Goddess. A dream come true who walks, talks, loves and smokes. For that, we are grateful. Amen!"

. . . well, the Lead Introduction (what you are reading here is the secondary Intro) was lifted nearly verbatim -- with minor edits -- from the January 14, 2023-released post announcing tattoo-loving Quinn as our Number 3 selection for the "unofficial" official Top-25 all-time favorite SF models list distributed on vs120shound! Not much more to add other than we have no idea of the combined number of SF models/SF entrepreneurs/Social Media Smoking Darlings among the the three administrators and the 10 staffers for the ole VS120s Hound SF-Content Shop that have been seen -- viewed, glanced at, studied and downloaded over the years! So to say that we collectively rate only Ariel/Arielle "Skittlez Cano" (No. 2) and Laura from Australia (Snaps Random) as more beloved is saying a lot!

Hope Quinn is healthy, happy and safe in Greater Seattle with even more grand "ink" on her sexy little body! Know she's still smoking cigarettes, still probably with Marlboro 100s. And be prepared for this realization: Soon, if not already at the threshold, Quinn will be approaching the Big 3-Oh (30 y.o.). She must be in her late-20s by now! Ah, how enticing, the vision of a slightly more mature Quinn!

Quinn, No. 3 All-Time SF Model, The Media:

As announced on vs120shound in January 2023 for "The List!"

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GIFs (Graphics Interchange Format) of Quinn!

From de-activated smk-images on February 14, 2022 . . .

From USA Smokers website . . .

Previous Posts Featuring Quinn within our network

From vs120shound on January 31, 2023 (in a compilation video with stablemates Preslie and Amber; Quinn leads off) . . .

From vs120shound on January 14, 2023 . . .

From vs120shound on November 22, 2022 . . .

From vs120shound on November 21, 2022 (digitally-enhanced through AI by Juniorjunior from Smoking Fetish Kingdom) . . .

From vs120shound on July 29, 2021 . . .

From vs120shound on January 8, 2020 . . .

From vs120shound on March 13, 2019 . . .

From vs120shound on July 31, 2018 . . .

Quinn exhaling with a tight cone!

Social Media!

From Instagram@usasmokers on July 25, 2019 . . .

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Links to some IG "reels"

From Jan 6 2020: https://www.instagram.com/reel/B6_74_9lYQJ/

From December 24, 2018:

Quinn posing with a Saratoga 120s!

From YouTube!

From YT's "Sensuality Soft" webpage in 2020 . . .

From YT's "Smoking Girls" webpage in 2020 . . .

Photos of Quinn!

From www.usasmokers.com and Facebook.com/usasmokers . . .

Quinn dangling a lit Marlboro 100s -- our anchor piece!

[randomhuman-bean]

THE HOLLOW KNIGHT'S HALLUCINATIONS - A short story I wrote bc I was bored :P

Wasn't able to go to sleep the other day so I wrote this to pass the time. I really liked it so I spent more time cleaning it up. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The Pale King stands on a balcony, staring out into the vast distance. The view is beautiful, it's almost hard to believe it's real. The white sky compliments a beautiful garden that consists of dark green grasses and beautiful flowers, the many distinct colors can keep someone's eyes wandering for hours. Silver bushes covered in thorns adorn fences that clearly need to be touched up. The sound of construction hums in the background, he smiles to himself when he feels something- no- someone, slightly readjusting themself at his side. He looks down, despite knowing that it was just the Pure Vessel by his side. He has always wanted a child- a child of his own, between him and White Lady, and this was it… Only, this one had a purpose, and despite how much he wanted to care for them as if they were his own, he couldn’t.  

Minutes pass, The Pale King has sat down, losing himself to thoughts in head, he gently taps his foot against the ground as he thinks. The Pure Vessel sees him sitting down, and sits down as well, staring off into the distance at nothing. They just followed their father’s orders. A gentle tap on his shoulder pulls the King out of his thoughts. He looks behind himself, seeing what tapped him. A small bug, two wings lifting it off the ground, a hammer in one hand, and a journal in the other. 

“Your Greatness, the buzzsaws have arrived. They expect you to sign this.” 

He hands the journal over. The Wyrm silently puts his signature down, and hands it back to the bug. 

“Thank you, Great Wyrm. Construction on the path should begin soon, I will update you as I get information.” Without saying bye, the bug flies away. Once the Wyrm had been left alone, he realized that he had spent a longer time on the balcony than intended. He stands up and turns toward the Vessel, absentmindedly offering them his hand to get up, as he would do to Hornet.  

The Pure Vessel feels a bit of warmth spread through their body. Was this happiness? Compassion? It didn’t matter, because the feeling disappears almost instantaneously. Even if it didn’t go, they didn’t have a mind to reflect on it anyway. They reach out for their father’s hand, except that isn’t what The Hollow Knight finds. They grasp at nothing.  

The scene fades… 

Peace and tranquility are replaced with pain and desperation, a sharp nail digging into their back, a nail that wasn’t their own. What had happened? Looking around from the ground, they see that they are no longer chained up. Unfortunately, there isn’t much more time to linger on what happened, the nail from before finds itself back in The Hollow Knight’s body. Against their will, their one arm lifts them up off the ground until they are standing up straight. They throw their head back, a loud, unyielding screech emanates from their body. They begin carrying themself towards the Ghost that attacked them. They try to resist it, but it’s hard to after so long of being worn down psychologically, mentally, and physically. 

It’s a battle of mind, the mind The Hollow Knight wasn’t supposed to have. They are hardly able to focus on the fight against Ghost as they struggle against the Radiance. Tears of amber streak down their face and onto the floor, creating quiet thunks that can’t be heard over the overwhelmingly loud fight. Nails clash, infection bubbles pop and spread, spells are cast, and the Radiance can be heard through the vessel’s body. Ghost relents, taking a break to heal. The Hollow Knight brings their nail up, slowly walking towards the Ghost, preparing to strike. 

For a moment, their will overpowers Hers, and they bring their nail down on themself instead. It makes disgusting squelching and popping sounds as it goes through the heart of the infection on their body. They pull the nail out, and stab again. And again. And. Again. It’s all in rapid succession, the desperation can be felt in the very air around them. Every stab feels just as painful as the last, a sharp, stinging pain that refuses to go away, lingering, spreading all throughout their body. Eventually, they slump down as their eyes close, exhausted from the effort. 

When they open their eyes, they see something strange, their father's hand outstretched for them to grab. Had he come back for them? To save them, and bring them back home? They slowly take their hand off the blade and reach out for The Pale King’s hand. When they attempt to grasp his hand though, nothing happens, it just phases through. Tears well up in their eyes as they wave their hand through their father’s incorporeal form. “Please” They think, though, the more they swat, the farther he gets from them, and it may just be their head, but it looks like he gives them a disapproving look. As he gets further away, the full picture begins to unfold…   

The Pure Vessel looks up at their father, reaching their tiny nub of a hand up to him, and placing it in the King’s. The Hollow Knight couldn’t believe it -nor did they want to. Who was that?? Was that them? It couldn’t be! 

The two begin to walk off, agonizingly slow, forcing the tortured knight to watch each. Individual. Step. They reach out again, trying to get their father’s attention, wanting to scream, but only being met with the Radiance’s screeches. They begin to go silent once they see the two phase through the door. They weren’t even real. Any will to fight that they had, got destroyed in that instant. They just slump down further, grabbing the nail implanted in their torso, and pulling it out, their orange eyes growing brighter…

[petedavidsonscock]

i want to talk about the sun/moon motif in in other lands. let’s go let’s do it.

luke is a blonde guy with tan skin. his last name contains the word “sun.” serene is inhumanly pale with dark hair. the two of them have a unique warrior bond and swore never to ride into battle without the other. luke is the sun and serene is the moon; simple enough, right?

wrong.

let’s switch gears and look at elliot’s dad’s description of elka. “‘she was the first thing i saw when i walked into a room … whatever she said was brilliant and startling … she was like that, a constant bright surprise … she was never what i expected. i was even surprised when she left’” (page 128 in my ebook).

the scene is so sad, primarily because of what his dad next says to elliot: “‘you’re not like her. … nobody will ever love you enough to stay.’”

this is heartbreaking for two reasons. first, because what the hell kind of parent says that to their own child. but second, because elliot is like elka. he is brilliant, startling, surprising, and very bright. he’s not to everybody’s taste—we know that—but elka here is being described by someone who was (is still?) in love with her. i have no doubt that serene or luke would consider elliot’s dad’s words a pretty solid description of elliot.

(elliot’s character mirrors elka’s in other ways too. obviously, they are both able to travel to the borderlands; both experience more ambivalence than most real-world recruits seem to about whether or not to stay. they have similar senses of humor [i think? hard to tell if elka is joking around but it seems like she’s less than fully serious] and are abrupt and spiky. elliot likes elka, gets her. they have the same color hair. and both of them ultimately leave elliot’s dad and go to the borderlands.)

the parallels between elliot and elka are numerous and crucial to understanding the text, which allows us to pretty safely analyze the only real description we get of elka as applying to elliot as well. and what else is true of that description? it’s super sun-coded!

elka is (was) obvious, unignorable: a source of brightness, light, and warmth. just like the night that follows each day, her abandonment is framed as inevitable and unstoppable.

(note that the same is true of elliot! the dialogue here is “‘You know what day it is. You know what’s coming.’” / “‘I know that you’re going’” [876 in my ebook]. elliot’s leaving is also expected, unsurprising; a given.)

in conclusion, elka is the sun, elliot is elka, and therefore elliot is the sun. but then… who is the moon? let’s look at our options.

luke is not all that sun-like, but he’s also not much of a moon archetype. he hates crowds, hates being the center of attention. he’s shy, which i guess could be moon-coded? but he isn’t very mysterious about it, which to me is key to the moon part of the dynamic.

serene, as mentioned, is a better candidate, except that she and elliot don’t make a pair; elliot is wrong about their being fated for each other, just as he was wrong about luke being a perfect golden hero. serene gets her own sun, too: golden-hair-scented-like-summer. perfect sun motif.

as for luke and elliot… i don’t know. i’m not really that into the whole moon/sun dynamic as a general trope, so i’m not that invested, but i think you could pretty convincingly argue that luke is in fact the moon to elliot’s sun.

anyway that’s the post. elliot is the sun, serene is the moon but not elliot’s moon (this i think contributes to why elliot was so sure they would end up together: on some level he was aware of the tropes at play), luke seems like he’s the sun but is either the moon or possibly, like, some sort of cloud formation, and golden is the sun to serene’s moon. okay bye.

[the-fandom-queenxox]

So I made myself wait to watch the witchcraft smp finale till all the povs were out, which means I waited for Cleo to upload and also my college decided to allow offline/traditional classes to be back so it took me a bit longer to finally sit down and watch the povs. So here is some of my thoughts while watching the witchcraft smp finale episodes:

(Spoiler warning)

17/04

Lauren:

-Yeah Lauren you kinda did drop the whole competition just to vibe, but that's okay I still love you!

-Omg her wings look like thicc slices of bread!!And the colors of it are real pretty

-Yeah Joey!!! You were the worst best friend ever, screw you!

-Scott to the rescue!!!!

-YOOOO Joey's out first!!!!!

-CLEO NOO!!

-Hi supreme Lizzie

-Scott's the new supreme!!!

-Oh yeah they all do have her autograph in a way huh?

-Everyone reaction to finding out Cleo was an undead this whole time is really funny

-OH I KNEW THE DEMON WOULD BE BACK TOO!!!!

-Lauren just dipped lmao?!?!??

Eloise:

-The "Yep that's me, you are probably wondering how I got here." Bit to start the episode was good

-Training montage

-Damm Shellby's strong af, she really giving them a hard time

-Ohhh her artifact exploded on her because of the reset, alright that makes a bit more sense

-Oh she skipped the demon fight hmm

-Lol she became a witch content creator after the competitions?!

-Oli and Sausage got bailed out by El

-They made wcsmp's version of love or host lol

-Did she steal a award!?

-Someone get Scott I found his supreme crown

Joey:

-Oh that ice blast spell is cool(pun wasn't intended)

-Bro not the Stacy callback!!

-Cleo's time freeze ability <3

-Okay demon battle time

-Gods why was it that Joey give the "If we work together we can defeat the villian." Speech, it's not at all a thing his character would say

-Bro the demon's not even taking any damage lmao

-Scott's new to his supreme witch powers leave him alone

-Dude what home the mages won't accept you ba- oh that one right...

-I mean yeah screw those ice mages and all that but how is Joey's story gonna end now?

-You don't have any best friends le- oh yeah Tiff would be your best friend after all the demonic and botania stuff the both of you bonded over

-Where's Tiff?! Did mother earth take her back or smth?!

-No Joey she couldn't have gone through the elf portal, she has told you before that the portal works only one wa- aphgkgdj?!SURE JUST GO IN JOEY BYE WITCH!!!

18/04

Prismarina:

-Okay so at this point I'm pretty sure that there many chests in the area but not all of them have stuff in them and are there for decor

-Where did that blaze come from?!

-Lmao Cleo saying "Do we have a cool name?"

-Cleo and Scott are not giving Pris a chance to breath lol

-"I can't see it but I'll pretend I do"

-Bertha's curse got broken!!(see Bertha you didn't even have to bring back your dead sister and the demon she took down with her to break your curse you just had to wait)

-Is Bertha immortal?? Also do they not have a job outside of being the supreme witch competitions referee(???)

-Is Mertha's curse also broken now?

-Lol the demon fight crashed Pris' computer

-ARE BERTHA AND MERTHA ENGAGED NOW?!??!

-Is Pris a siren of some kind?

-Oh her dead sister is there, I'm going to assume that's her spirit coming for a visit or something

Shubble:

-Oooo we are finally meeting this "she" Shubble keeps mentioning

-My girl saw the weird dead deer skulls and said "Ew"

-*Big gasp* *choking noises* *literally dying* *it was nice knowing you*

-*In a nerd voice*Uhmm actually those look like shiny charizard wings thank you very much

-Her immediate respons to seeing Cleo was zap-teleport out of there

-Love how Tiff, Shubble and Pris are just watching Lauren and Joey "attacking" eachother

-Shubble leaving the scene when Scott shows up lol

-I love hduo, found sisters <3

-So is Tiff's first death not counted?

-"He is already dead let it go" SHELLBY?!!?!!!KAGLZHSK

-Why is it always these 2 in a fight to death

-Oh she just flew away?!!

-"Aren't you like dead though?" Shellby you need to stop!!kdhdhchbj

-Oh come on!! We are not meeting "her" aww man :(

Cupquake:

-Witch Tiff's grandma used to make nightsade berry pies. Good fact to know

-Oop the Bertha clone is back

-Oh her sneaking behind Cleo was so cool

-"Our leader!"

-"Yeah I want a piece of that. Equality!"

-The voices are back

-Oh, so she did went through the portal...huh

-This is just a random thought, but are we getting a fairies smp next? Cause I feel as though both witch!Tiff and witch!Joey 's stories are meant to continue in a way? Guess we'll have to wait and see

Cleo:

-Oh this is the longest episode, kinda nervous...

-The voices of all the Cleo's?! Excuse me?!??

-Gods, to get any of the end armor set pieces is so expensive

-Oh here is Pris making her amends, yeah I know this already I watched Pris' pov

-"I'M YOUR MAKER!" It's great to finally understand what she said at that time

-Yeah, I think "the coven" does sound cool and ominous

-Did Cleo just pledge herself to Scott? I-yo-I can't understand what their saying from everyone talking over eachother

-Damm has she not liked any part of being a time witch...

-All the skins!!

-And she's human again!

-"And they lived happily ever after." That's a poetic end to Cleo's story. Since she did introduce us to her character with "once/twice a upon a time" and had kind of a storybook structure from then on

19/04

Scott:

-He sounds so annoyed that he's only allowed to take 20 items with him lol

-I don't like how Scott said that he feels like he was going to "burst" and green particals started coming out of him...

-"Wow, you can't just say she's big!"

-"It encapsulates how weird and wonderful we are but it all still works together." Whatever you say new supreme!

-Frank and Agatha were in a 20 buck bet lol

-Agatha what other stuff is down in your secret lair??

-HES LOSING HIS POWERS TOO?!?!!

-Oh he is really going through with it!! Anything for his love ig

-HE DID IT!!!MILO IS BACK!!!!

-Oh he drowned to save Maxwell(I still don't know who that is. Their dog maybe)

-4 years?!

-Maxwell passed away a year later?!

-"Moonlight" "My little shadow" aww Milo is soo sweet, I love him already

-So he left the crown behind willingly. I mean I guess it make sense he just needed the power of the supreme witch to finally bring Milo back and since he lost all his powers he's not fit to have it anymore...

-Wait does this make Eloise the new supreme or do we need a new competition to be held pronto?!(in my opinion Shellby should be the new supreme cause she came in second place)

Bertha:

-So the supreme cursed Bertha and Mertha because she looked into the future and saw terrible things were to happen if anyone else were to become the supreme witch? Yeah that's fair ig :/

-Oh wow that was a quick forgivness lol

-Mertha did get the worst of it

-Her nap got interrupted that's so rude

-Time for the supreme games to begin!! But were skipping that probably cause I already watched it 8 times before this

-Oh quick run down of the events?! Sure...

-Oi!! That's so mean to Lauren she did her best!!

-That was an accident though!

-Oh when Joey asked to break the crown to have all of the being the supreme witch Bertha said "Me too?" Hehe

-Where is Mertha?!

-All "-ertha named" mobs lol

-I'm getting nervous, where is Mertha?!

-Why was she on top of a ice mountain?!

-Mertha's uncursed!!

-"666 hours later" sihdudynxtwhAT!?!

-WHY IS EVERYONE GOING THROUGH THAT DAMM PORTAL!??!!?

-Also why were you 2 spying on Joey and how did he not see the 2 of them, they're not hiding all that well

-They have a witch police?!

-Oh Mertha looks so sad waiting for Bertha...

-"Bertha will return" well yeah I sure hope she does!

And just like that it's over...how do I feel about it? Well...I think the smp had a strong start and a strong middle the ending though...is fine I guess...just wasn't my cup of tea, but I still liked the smp

[scar-lie]

DNA [Scarlett]

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Summary : You do a DNA test for fun with Scarlett’s DNA without her knowing

Pairing : Scarlett Johansson x Daughter!Reader

 Warning : None and didn’t proof read

Word Count : 1,111

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"Ok ok guys I'm here at Scarlett freaking Johansson house......yes yes the Black Widow Scarlett and it's freaking huge, look" you start roam the camera around Scarlett's house and let the video take in her house without you on the frame

"I can't believe it, I'm really in her house.........anyway so since I'm alone in the house cause Scarlett goes out to grab some snacks and food......I-" then you start to go up to her stairs to go to hers and Colin's bedroom

"I decided to prank her by doing a DNA test so I'm currently going up to their bedroom to find some hair or if I couldn't find one I'll just grab her toothbrush...." Then you open the door of their bedroom

"And here we are" then you set up your camera where the camera can see you walking around the room to find her hair

"Let's find that fucking hair" you mumble to yourself but the camera still got it but you didn't care and you start to roam around their room, looking at the floor, under their bed, the vanity everywhere even the bed but you sigh letting your body collide in their bed

"ARGH!...oh ewww" you quickly stand up when you remember something

"Ugh that's where they create Cosmo.....ugh shouldn't have laid there" you gag at the thought and shiver disgustingly then grab your camera

"They probably did it last night or this morning....ugh stop thinking that" you groan going to the bathroom

"Well I guess I don't have a choice but to steal her toothbrush" you shrug at the camera and take her toothbrush, well it's not that hard to identify where Scarlett's toothbrush tho

The toothbrushes are both plain and have the same color but there's an S and C engrave letter at the bottom of the handle, it's a little letter but readable

"Ok, here's our DNA of Scarlett Johansson so, later we will take the test, after our reading with Scarlett" you said, going down and out the toothbrush in the ziploc bag then put it in your bag

"Now it's our waiting game" you put the camera in front of their massive TV and let it roll until Scarlett arrives, making some food then you both start reading your line for tomorrow's scene

You both know each other since you're 12 which is already 7 years since you know each other. You both met in the movie, you're her daughter and she's your mom in your first ever movie and the title and role for the movie you're both in are still the same until now

After Y/N's reading with Scarlett, she makes Scarlett bid her goodbye to the video and Y?N quickly goes and takes the test of her DNA and Scarlett's DNA

                                         "AAAAHHHHH!!!!!!" You squeal when there's a doorbell in the door while starting to film again because today is the day you will get the result

"Here it is AAHHH...I'm so excited" you open the door and squeal, then get the mail then wave the white envelope in the camera

"Here's the DNA test" you set up the camera on the coffee table then you sat on the couch in front of the camera but before you could open it your phone rang

"Ohhh who is it?" you look at your screen and you see Scarlett's name.

"Ohhh it's our Momma, Scarlett '' you show your phone screen in the camera then you answer it, putting it in the loudspeaker

*SCAR*

"Scar, you called Oh.........."

(Where are you, you're the only one missing and our scene should be started 20 minutes ago. You forgot the change of schedule, didn't you?)

"Me? pusshh, nooo, I just..........catch up by the line in the coffee shop"

(Don't lie to me Y/N)

You quickly end it up before she starts to lecture you so you grab your things and the camera and the envelope, going to your car

"Fine, yes I forgot, ok ok, I'll be there in 10, bye"

"Ok, maybe later we will open this, but for now, I'm late for work" with that you wave and turn off the camera and drive

                                             So now here you are in your trailer with Lizzie, who is your aunt in the movie and a few minutes ago she saw you talking to the camera when she entered your trailer so you explained to her what was happening

"Hey, besides, I said to my cousin who did the test that she should fake it, so....it's a prank Liz" Lizzie just shrugs and watches you unboxing it but there's another envelope inside the envelope but it's two envelopes

"You're crazy Y/N you know that?" Lizzie giggles at you and you jokingly slap her arm

"Ok that's weird why there's two envelopes" you said taking out the two envelopes

"Just open it" Lizzie said wanting to get this over with

"Ok" with that you open the envelope and you look that it's a 99.99 percent match

"this is the paper we will give to Scar later" you both snicker and you proceed to open the second one and it's a letter

"A letter, mhhh what could this be" you open the letter and start to read it

"Ok so what is it?" Lizzie asked but you're too stunt to speak of what you've read

"Hey what is it" she nudged you but you didn't react to her so she snatched the paper and read it to herself

"Hi Y/N....I don't know how I will explain this but that DNA is 100 percent legit, I didn't switch anything up, or something, I planed to do both you're DNA so it will be a 99.99 percent but I first do yours and Ms. Johansson's DNA and it come back positive......................she's your Mother" Lizzie read out loud and she can't believe what she just read

"Well.........." Lizzie is so speechless and she folded it neatly, putting it down on the coffee table and looking at you and recovering so she could deal with yours

"Y/N?" Lizzie is worried about you, they all know that you're adopted, you're open with them and the media and you accepted the fact that you're adopted cause you have a loving and supportive family so Lizzie didn't know how you would react to this

"Y/N say something...please" she rests her hand on your thigh that makes you flinch and you quickly stand up

"I-I.....I have to go" you said, completely lost and you quickly get out grabbing your keys, wallet and phone

"No Y/N no don't drive...not when you're in this state-" Lizzie tries to stop you but you're already long gone before she could stop you

So she quickly ran to Hugh to help her to react to you, she also called RDJ cause they both stand up as your father since your adoptive father died when you're 13 years old then she called both Chris and Seb cause they're like brothers to you

[epickiya722]

perhaps nobara for the send me a character and i’ll tell you? <3

My first impression: She had me laughing when she was pressing that one man about his opinion on her being a model.

My impression now: She is best girl! I adore her! She is indeed funny as hell, a badass and also bit of a softie.

Favorite thing about that character: Jumping off from the last point, I love that Nobara is indeed a badass, but she also still has feelings, you know? She's someone who will have your back, on or off the field of battle.

Least favorite thing: That she hasn't returned yet... 😭 (Yep, I refuse to believe she's actually dead. In this series??)

Favorite line/scene: There's a lot of Nobara scenes I love, but to choose I gotta say the scene where she and Panda were teasing Momo. "Nishimiya, there in a tree! Come down and play!" I can still hear that line, makes me laugh every single time. 😆

Favorite interaction that character has with another: Oooh, it is hard to choose here because I love her interactions with Megumi and Yuji. Then there's her relationship with Maki. But I'm giving it to Fumi here. Just seeing her and Fumi as kids and growing up together really touched me heart. Fumi was like a cool breeze to Nobara's summer day. I teared up a little when they were saying good-bye to each other.

A character that I wish that character would interact with more: Definitely would love to have seen more interactions with her and Maki. I love the interactions we did get though, but damn it! I want more of them!

Another character from another fandom that reminds me of that character: At first, I couldn't think of anyone, but then Kendo Itsuka from BNHA came to mind. They're both these kickass girls who don't take nothing from nobody, but they also have a good heart.

A headcanon about that character: I headcanon that she didn't aim for her hair to be an orange color, at first. She wanted a more pinkish-color (like a salmon or a coral pink), but she picked up the wrong color, but decided to try the orange anyways. She immediately loved it.

A song that reminds of that character: There's actually two Shawn Wasabi songs that reminds me of Nobara. One of them is called Tokyo Tea. It's a really cute song, but also has this aggressive beat to it. It is so Nobara, I promise you it is. And the lyrics and all!

An unpopular opinion about that character: I really want people to leave the "She's JJK's Sakura" in 2023. She is not, never has been to me, I'm just saying. "She's useless", if Itadori, who whooped Mahito something fierce, can recognize Nobara's technique was used on Mahito that gave him the opening and thanked her, why the fuck can't people who call her useless recognize that she isn't?

Favorite picture: There's quite a bit of pictures of Nobara I love, but two I'll say are these. I had been rewatching season 1, and yep! I still love rose tattooed, feral Nobara. The second picture amuses me.

Send Me a Character... ✨️

[dema-heart]

Not you...please not her

Hobie x starlet (fem! Reader)

I made a whole Spotify Playlist based on this pair's love but can't bring myself to work on the story beside random shorts and very small add ons🤦🏾‍♀️. Anyways,let me know if you want to listen to it!

Bit of context at the bottom. There's a short drabble on my page called dream boy that's also about these two. I just like making it to where it's x reader so others can enjoy!

Warnings:

Swearing

Falling

Pov changes

If something doesn't make sense let me know! I'm trying to change up my writing but I don't usually write intense,I guess, scenes like this pacing was hard for me!

Hobie and Peter from Earth 862 were wrapping up after fighting and catching an anomaly. They looked over the edge of the roof,checking the damage and preparing to head down to make sure everyone was okay when their spidey senses went off. Confused, they looked around preparing for a fight but seeing nothing.

"You felt that too right, mate?" Hobie asked, turning to Peter ,who had nodded.

Lyla glitches onto their watches before attempting to warn them "the....the..r.e....por...al....M...J....pe..te..er...862....cat..ch." she fades away, leaving both boys more confused than before.

Their spidey sense went off again stronger this time as the purple sunset colored portal opened right above the edge of the roof. They watched in slow motion as Earth 862 MJ fell through, still sleeping peacefully.

Both boys raised their wrist to shoot out a web but it was too late. They watched as she fell past them, almost clipping the edge of the roof.

Hobie dived after her not wasting a second the same time Peter yelled out "MJ" in a panic. Peter looked back to the anomaly he was currently holding down ,it was a goblin variant. Goblin cackled as he'd taken the distraction as a chance to slip out one of his pumpkin bombs.

"Bye bye spiderman" Pete's spidey sense went off again as he quickly grabbed the goblin and jumped to escape the blast.

Hobie was currently diving for you. The wind whipped past him as he reached out to you. You were just out of web distance and hadn't woken up yet, body limp in its relaxed state making the reach harder.

"SHIT!" He swore trying his best to reach you but just couldn't, frustration and fear growing. The fear that this could be one of your Peter's cannon events. The fear that this was another of his cannon events. He snapped out of it shaking the thought from his head. This wasn't a cannon event lyla would have said. Should have said but fuck if he would let anything happen to you.

"STARLET OPEN YOUR EYES! PLEASE. PLEASE GOD DAMN IT! NOT YOU FOR FUCKS SAKE NOT LIKE THIS!" Hobie screamed. The sound of the explosion caused him to look back only to see debris from the roof bomb falling towards you both.

"Shit!" You were right there right fucking there but he turned spidey sense going haywire as he webbed the falling debris knowing if he didn't it'd crush you and the people possibly below.

Growling, he turned back, going back into a dive to get to you again. He watched as your eyes opened slowly. The peaceful look on your face quickly changed to one of panic as the feeling of falling set in.

You could feel the wind whipping around you. The weightlessness that came with free falling but the heavy dread in your gut feeling like it was pulling you toward the ground faster.

You looked up at the masked man in front of you. He was reaching for you, hands out stretched. You couldn't quit hear what he was saying, but you knew he was calling your name. How he knew it was beyond you. Reaching your hands out, a small whimper left your lips when your fingertips touched but couldn't get a good enough grip. You looked up at him with teary, fear filled eyes after you chanced a look below.

"Shit. Shit please come on please, " hobie muttered to himself as he watched your eyes water. He grunted, shooting out a web to grab on to the building, watching your eyes widen as the distance grew again. Before he pushed off the building, hard enough to leave a crater.

Your eyes were closed again as you tried to steady your breathing, confused and scared, but you knew this was a dream it had to be. You'd wake up before you hit the ground and laugh it off with peter when you woke up frazzled. Yeah, that's what would happen... another whimper left your trembling lips as you held in tears.

You gasped as a body collided with yours, opening your eyes, you see the spiked spiderman from earlier. His arms wrapped around you as he shot out a web to try to save you both from hitting the ground.

"Shit..." You could hear the panic in his voice as the web gave a weak attempt at sticking to the building. He tried again, getting the same result he sweared aggressively as he looked down at your worried tear stained face. His web shooters had given their last good web to get him to you after the fight with goblin and the debris.

He whispers words if comfort into your hair as he turns you. His back toward the fast approaching ground, and you cradled into his front. You peaked over his shoulder once before he tucked your head down into his chest. He made promise after promise that everything would be alright. You nodded believing him even as you felt his racing heart under you.

"Close your eyes ,starlet. It's gonna be okay you'll see" He murmured into your eye. You shivered, closing your eyes as you thought about what you'd tell Peter when you woke up. How this dream had to almost be as scary as your in counter with Doc Ock.

Suddenly, the wind wasn't whipping anymore, and your stomach wasn't in your chest anymore. You kept your eyes closed just in case not wanting to open them and start the dream over.

"Starlet...hey..you can open your eyes now" the soothing velvety voice rumbled from the man below you. Still you waited not sure if you trusted it.

"MJ! Are you okay? Talk to me!" The sound of Peter's voice had you cracking your eyes open. You looked around to see a giant web holding you and the spiked spiderman above the ground. Peter was next to you in a spiderman suit, the mask in his hands.

You giggled at that, finding it funny that your subconscious would put your best friend you call spidey in a Spiderman suit. Your laughter shook your core before slowly dying into a soft sob, and both spider boys looked at you in concern.

"Im okay..." You sit up looking above you, then back down at the spiderman under you. "We're okay?.." You hesitate to ask, not sure about anything at the moment. He nods slowly, and you look over at peter and launch yourself at him. Hugging him tight as sobs shake your body. He holds you tight doing his best to soothe you as you rambled about how scary this dream was, just like you said you would.

Hobie lays there watching helplessly as your peter comforts you. He knows you don't remember him but everytime he hopes that just maybe you would. Sighing he gets off the web going to walk past you two. Your hand on his leg stops him and he looks down.

"Thanks pretty boy...I.." You shake your head not sure why that's what you had decided to call him but it felt...right. The eyes of his mask widened as he looked down at you. "I'm sorry I..I don't..." shaking your head as a dull ache starts you let him go leaning against Peter you close your eyes the stress and tears pulling you into a light sleep.

Peter looks up at the stunned hobie with a small smile. He stands, just as back up arrives to help with clean up and relocation of the goblin he'd webbed to the ground not too far away. "Looks like she's starting to remember at least a bit." He pats hobie on the back before cradling you as he opens a portal to earth 862, you guys apartment visible in the flickering opening.

"Tell Miguel I took this one home...and feel free to stop by maybe not inside the house but I can introduce you as a friend of gwen's... She's obviously fond of you. And..." He looks back at hobie as he goes to step through the portal, holding you in a secure grip. "I know you like her. Don't deny it! Maybe interacting with you in her "awake" time would help her remember."

"We'll see, bruv." Hobie slides his hand into his pockets, going for nonchalance, but his eyes quickly shift to you when you stir in Peter's arms. Peter chuckles, shaking his head as he disappears through the portal.

Hobie sighs opening his own back to Hq. Thoughts of M.J heavy on his mind. Pav and Gwen's teasing about mutiversal love coming to the forefront before he shakes his head a small smile under his mask at Peter's idea of seeing you and knowing you'd remember him.

"Pretty boy huh. Couldn't even see my face but you remember that lil calling you picked, starlet"

This is once again based on a story I was working on but haven't finished (it was gonna be long ;^; and it was just for me, so i slacked). Basically, I came up with the whole idea of being a different worlds "M.J." (the characters name starts with a J, and in the story, everyone calls her M.J. aka Ms. Jay as she's a nurse at her old high school). She's best friends/roomates with her worlds Peter Parker (doesn't know he's spider man but jokingly calls him spidey cause hes always acting all heroic and getting himself hurt even tho he's a clumsy nerd *nudge nudge* ). He recently saved her from doc ock but something went wrong during the rescue and she's been mutiverse jumping in her sleep but doesn't know it and always ends up in the spider society beacuse that's where her Peter,the person she feels safest with (for now) aka her anchor is. There's no love between Peter and M.j. because they're basically family, and he has Gwen,that they're both also best friends with.

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After reading your incredible fic I wanted to get into NFL world but I have no idea where to start 🥲 Do you have any suggestions for beginners ? It would be great ❤️

OH MY GOD YES. I'm vibrating in excitement over this. Okay so the easiest way to start is probably with game break down and rules, some good resources:

But the league has been around for a long time (the 20s). The Super Bowl league has been since 1967. There's a lot of history there, but it's okay! There's two conferences: AFC (American Football Conference) and NFC (National Football Conference) (fun fact- the Chiefs which are my beloved team were the first AFC team. Our founder Lamar Hunt started that conference and the AFC Championship trophy is called the Lamar Hunt trophy. His son is still our owner today- Clark Hunt).

The Super Bowl is played between the winner of each conference.

There's 17 games a season (Sep to Feb is Super Bowl) with one bye week. Each Conference has 4 divisions.

I could go on and on and on, but maybe some hype videos are also the best place to start? There's a ton on youtube, but there's also a show on Netflix right now called Quarterback that is SO good (one of the people it follows is my QB Mahomes then Kirk Cousins for the Vikings and Marcus Mariota for the Falcons. Three VERY different players who are all QBs). The Chiefs also have their own documentary series on youtube called The Franchise that follows the team through the season which is cool to watch. HBO does a show called Hard Knocks that follows a diff team each year too.

The Franchise Super Bowl Ep:

Most recent super bowl highlights (such a good one, you'll have to watch on youtube though)

NFL Pump UP Video

Craziest moments last season:

Sorry that was an essay. Hit up my messages or ask box any time and I'm happy to go into any more detail, or with any questions!! I was born & raised a massive football fan so I'm always around if you have questions. I'd say to start:

Pick a fave team. Whether it be a city you like, colors, mascot, player, the Giants cuz of Jake ;), whatever. Follow your heart.

Learn that team's history and traditions (I'm super biased so if you go with the KC Chiefs well...I'm around and can blab about it all day)

The rest you'll get as you go!

Youtube has tons of cool videos, game recaps, etc. They do mic'ed up for each game too and behind the scenes stuff. It's like a game of chess, truly, and there's so many amazing moments and games with comebacks, emotion, heart. It can be the most amazing thing if you get into it (like any sport.) The last super bowl was between the Kelce Brothers (who have a podcast called New Heights that's on youtube, also good) and that was such a cool moment. Seeing your team win a crazy comeback or a Super Bowl....there's nothing like it.