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amyispxnk · 6 months

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It Hurts to be Something, Chapter 1 - Watch the Carnage Unfold.

Joel Miller x f!reader

Series summary: You and Joel were separated the night Cordyceps overtook the world. 20 years later, you finally find eachother - but things won't be the same as they were before.

Chapter Summary: A day that was supposed to be filled with fun and surprises ended up to be the beginning of the end for the world as you knew it.

A/N: WOOOO IM DOING A SERIES HERE’S THE FIRST CHAPTER IM SO SCARED TO POST

Word count: 1.9k

Warnings: fluff, pet names, kissing, blood, mention of guns, infection, death

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DO NOT COPY THIS WORK IN ANY WAY PLS AND TY.

7:15AM the red numbers on the clock blinked as it beeped at a painfully loud level of noise.

“Alarm!” Sarah shouted as she banged on Joel’s bedroom door as he blinked himself awake. “Yeah, thanks honey!” He called back as he gently shook you to wake you up too.

“Hey.” He smiled at you, brushing a strand of hair out of your eyes as you blearily looked up at him. “Gotta get up. ‘S almost 7:30.” He told you.

“Oh, shit. Okay, thanks.” You mumbled as you tried forcing yourself up and out of the bed, but it was so warm.. You just wanted to stay there forever. You couldn’t bring yourself to get up.

“C’mon sweetheart, we gotta go.” He said with a chuckle at your sleepy state.

“Fine.” You groaned as you got up, stumbling over to the bathroom and getting yourself ready, washing your face and brushing your teeth as Joel came behind you and wrapped his arms around you, pressing soft kisses to your neck which made you giggle slightly.

“What?” He grinned.

“Your beard’s all tickly.” You smirked as he let out a laugh before trailing more kisses on your body, making you laugh as you playfully pushed him off. He leaned back against the wall of the bathroom and watched you get ready, admiring you. Even without makeup and all that other shit you felt like you had to put on he thought you were the most gorgeous woman in the world.

“You gonna keep starin’ or you plan on getting ready too?” You teased as you started brushing your hair.

“Why can’t I admire my pretty lady?” He countered as you tilted your head at him, giving him a look.

“Because Sarah needs to go to school and I need to get to work and - So. Do. You.” You poked him in the chest with each word to add emphasis before ushering him to go shower and get ready too.

After about 20 minutes, you both came down the stairs. As soon as Sarah saw you she immediately commented on how slow you two were, and what the hell were you doing that took so long?! The language she used in the latter sentence earned her a stern glare from Joel as you laughed at her and prepared breakfast. There was no pancake mix, much to your dismay, and Sarah thought it was a great idea to make eggs whilst waiting for the two of you. You were scooping the eggs out of the pan when you saw not one, not two, but almost a dozen pieces of eggshell in there.

“Sarah, honey, how on earth did you manage to get all these shells in here?” You asked with raised eyebrows as you dug out another piece of shell. “What!” She laughed. “It’s extra calcium, for your old bones.” She teased as she walked up to you and grabbed herself a plate, barely sitting down before digging in and scoffing the food.

“Woah, woah there - calm down, don’t need you chokin’ this early in the mornin’.” Joel said as he sipped from his mug of coffee, kissing you on the cheek as you gave him his food and then sat with them at the table to eat.

After some of chatter about school, friends, how the contracting is going, Joel’s birthday - the topic making you and Sarah give each other a cheeky glance as you remembered what you had planned for him and making Joel look at you both confusedly - and so on, you all finished breakfast and you put the dishes away, doing some final checks on the house like checking the windows were locked and making sure the pink camellias Joel had gotten you were watered properly, before you all got into Joel’s pickup truck; you swore it was going to fall apart one of these days, paint peeling and engine sputtering for a good 20 seconds as Joel tried starting the damn thing up.

Eventually, it started to work and you all drove to Sarah’s school. You helped her out and offered to walk her up there - an offer which she swiftly denied, telling you that it was embarrassing and no one else did that, causing you to raise your hands in defence as you laughed at how worked up she got over it.

“Alright, alright. I’ll see ya later, okay?” She nodded and gave you a small smile, but you couldn’t help yourself and leaned down to give her a kiss on the forehead before walking away. She tried looking annoyed but she secretly loved when you did things like that with her, it was sweet.

You waved her goodbye and Joel started the truck up again, driving to your workplace.

“I told you you don’t have to drive me to work everytime y’know.” You said as you neared the hospital.

“Uh-huh, and I want to anyway. Not lettin’ you take the damn bus to work every mornin’, saves money that way and it means I get t’ spend more time with ya.” He grinned.

“That’s true.” You agreed as the car came to a stop in the parking lot.

“Okay, I’m gonna go then. You don’t needa pick me up today, gotta get your birthday party ready early and we all know you’re gonna take ages.” You smirked as you wiggled your eyebrows at him.

He tipped his head back against the headrest with a small groan. “Y’ still so adamant about that, huh?” He said as he looked to you sideways.

“Hey, it’s not just me! Sarah’s been wantin’ to do it for so long too, got some special stuff planned for ya.” You grinned, before getting out of the car.

“Fine. I’ll see ya later then.” He said, getting out of the car and kissing you one final time before getting back in the car and driving to his worksite.

10:39PM the analog clock on the wall of the reception at the hospital ticked as you looked up at it. Less than an hour left. Of course they needed you to work extra today, and of course you had to say yes because money is money and you want to look good in your department anyway, and this would show you could work hard. It’s fine though, you’ll still probably be home before Joel anyway.

People were filing into the hospital just as your shift was about to end a few hours prior, and they told you they needed you to stay. Something about people twitching like crazy, groaning and gurgling, with no clear reason as to why - so they needed you and as many people as they could to try figure out what the hell was going on and sort these people out.

No more than 5 minutes later, there was a crash and a shriek from one of the examining rooms and you rushed over with a few other doctors. One of them, Sam, opened the door and let out a yell similar to the one you’d heard before. When you went to see what was going on, the patient lurched onto him and pushed him to the ground, sinking its teeth into his neck before you could even process the sight before you in the room.

The doctor who was performing the examination in there was bleeding out onto the floor, flesh torn and teeth marks visible on her neck. Her eyes were wide and frozen, cold without any emotion in them anymore as her lifeless body lay there. You were positively horrified, and although you wished you were braver in that moment, you weren’t. You left Sam to die, figuring there was no way to save him and not wanting to take a chance if there was.

You didn’t even grab your bag, you didn’t even get out of your PPE or anything as you rushed out of the hospital, leaving the utter carnage that had erupted inside behind you as you took off down the street. You had to get home, you had to find Joel and Sarah and make sure they were okay. You’d hole up inside or something, surely he had a gun there, you’d be safe together, they just had to be okay.

You turned down the street and barely managed to shield yourself from an explosion of flames coming from a car which had crashed into a building, completely blocking your path. Shit, shit, shit. You didn’t have another way to get home which was fast enough - you couldn’t get to them in time without completely risking your life, and what would be the point if you got attacked and bitten?

Turning down a street corner, you found a store which had the shutters down but a side door which was cracked open the slightest bit, and you darted for it, not even thinking if any of those things were inside.

You rushed in and slammed the door behind you, panting heavily as you looked around. Noone was there. You searched for any stairs that might lead to a second floor which could have people on it, but there were none. You were safe for now, but you needed to get back onto the street, you needed to get home. Maybe there was a gun here, or something that would be useful. You needed protection if you were to get back.

You searched behind the counter and let out a sigh of relief when you found a handgun and some boxes with ammo inside the drawer with it, quickly pocketing them and peeking outside the shutters of the store. Still a total mess out there, you had to formulate some sort of plan before just running out if you didn’t want to get killed.

Your eyes darted around the scene before you until you saw an alleyway which had a sign with your neighbourhood name on it. Of course, how did you not think of that? There were a multitude of small streets that could help you get home.

You checked your gun one last time before bolting out of the store and running to the alley, pushing past screaming people on your way. You shoved a gate open at the end of the alley and you were about to turn onto the next street when you saw one of them, its back turned to you before it let out a growl and began to turn around. You hastily pressed yourself back against the wall, just behind the corner, concealing yourself as best you could and thanking God when it ran past you down the other way.

After what seemed like hours, you finally made it home. You pushed the door open and screamed for anyone - Joel, Sarah, even fucking Tommy, to no avail. You searched every room, praying for no bodies and you guessed your prayers had been answered when no one was there. That was good, but now you were alone. You looked around and noticed Joel’s coat was back on the hanger, meaning he’d gotten home already. That means the two of them were at least together, and probably safe too since Joel knew his way around a gun.

You paced around for a minute or two as you tried to gather your thoughts and figure out what to do.

You decided that you had to try to find them, even if you thought they were safe, you had to know.

Searching the house didn’t bring you many resources and you walked back out onto the street, if you could get out of the city.. Find somewhere with less people around, less of these sick people that could get you infected too, you’d be safe. That’s probably what Joel was thinking when he left, at least you hoped it was as you made your way out of the neighbourhood and as far away as you could get from Austin.

Thank you sm for reading, I hope you enjoyed! This is the beginning of my first series ever and God I hope it’s good. Likes, comments, and reblogs are always appreciated and requests are open. 💞

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elizabethemerald · 1 year

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Summoning the Cat: Part 3

Selina stared at her kitchen, her mind far flung from her appliances, though she was thinking about her home. She had felt so relieved to have Danny and Jazz safe in her penthouse. Now she was starting to see that having two teenagers in her life would result in some necessary changes. She only had one spare room in the penthouse and two kids who needed beds.

The penthouse had been more than enough when it had been just her. She had the master bedroom, which she kept mostly clear of any evidence of her evening work so she could bring home partners if she wanted to. Unless her partner of choice was the Bat, then half the fun was stripping out of her catsuit in front of him, not that he would be getting anything like that in a long while, even after he pulls his head from his fantastic ass.

Technically the floor plan of the penthouse stated that there were three bedrooms, including the master, but one of them was now a dedicated “office,” where she kept all her tools for her after hours work. The last was only a comfortable bedroom because of the frequency that Harley and Ivy stayed over. She had thankfully changed the sheets since the last time they had spent the night.

Danny and Jazz refused to be separated and had shared the bed together. She wondered how often the two kids had found what comfort and support they could with each other. She hated the Fentons even more for what they had done to her kids, and she hated Bruce for being such an uptight bitch. They would have been much more comfortable sleeping in Wayne Manor.

Every time she had gone to check on the two kids one of them had been awake, while the other at least pretended to sleep. Danny would sit up, with his eyes shining in the dark, analyzing her for any threat, when he recognized her he would lay back down. Jazz would tense and press herself back against Danny, like she had to shield him with her body. Selina had kept her movements slow and obvious, her hands always visible and while Jazz didn’t visibly relax like Danny did she also didn’t do anything drastic like throw a lamp or roll Danny off the bed like she was expecting gunfire.

How incredibly defensive the kids were of each other aside, even though Selina wanted nothing more than to sit them down and demand they tell her exactly what they had gone through to have reactions like that, but she didn’t want to make the same mistakes Bruce was making, the penthouse was too small for an adult and two teens. They deserved to have their own rooms even if they didn’t want to use them yet.

Her kitchen was another shortcoming of the penthouse. Selina could cook and unlike Bruce she could actually cook well. She usually didn’t choose to do so, simply because she could afford to eat at the best restaurants and didn’t feel any need to do things she didn't want to, like dishes. However with two teenagers she would need something in her cupboards other than various fine alcohols. And the homebrew ales that Ivy made.

Dick had brought numerous snack foods that considering how much had been eaten last night would probably only last a few days more. He had also brought several very sugary breakfast cereals, that Selina wasn’t sure was the healthiest for a vigilante, much less a teenage ghost boy. The man also hadn’t brought any milk? Did he expect them to eat the cereal dry? Or perhaps right out of the bag? How were so many of Bruce’s children such disasters?

Fortunately there were people in the world who actually knew how to function as adults. Barbara had ordered groceries to be delivered to Selina’s penthouse and Jason had sent along some of his favorite easy recipes that made a lot of food. He had written in additional notes on the recipes that showed his personal experience with the dishes. She would start with a simple breakfast, eggs, pancakes and bacon. A celebratory, special meal then she could figure out what her kids liked and learn to make that.

As she mixed the pancakes (Jason insisted that pancake mix was for children and bachelors) Selina idly considered her living situation. She could certainly afford a nice house in one of the better neighborhoods in Gotham. If the kids wanted she would even be willing to move out of the city completely, though that wouldn’t be her first choice. She could get a house with a yard, close to Gotham Academy so Danny could continue his school and Jazz could finish hers. Each of the kids could have their own room, and she could certainly afford a house with enough rooms for her, her kids and her equipment.

She smiled to herself at a fun image of her and the kids watching a movie together, Pam and Harley there as well to keep an eye on the kids. They would also need room for the various bat children to come by, either just to visit or to get away from Bruce’s brooding. Actually that thought gave her pause. Her and the rest of the Sirens could pool their resources and get a larger house. Room for a gymnastics room for Harley, a green house for Pam, spare rooms for any special interests the kids had. That wasn’t a bad idea at all. Selina turned her head slightly at the sound of a door opening down the hall.

“Good Morning Ms- Are you cooking?” Selina turned to see Jazz watching the stove warily.

“Yep, I thought we could have some pancakes, bacon and eggs. Once I figure out your favorite breakfasts we can have those.”

Jazz looked surprised and confused for a moment before taking a seat at the breakfast bar.

“Do you need any help?” Jazz still watched her warily, actually she wasn’t watching Selina, she was watching the food as if she expected it to explode or attack.

“No, I’ve got it. Thank you though Jazz.” Selina gave her a warm smile.

There was a few seconds of silence as Jazz just watched her cook before she seemed to shake herself and focus.

“Uh, Ms. Kyle, can I talk to you about something?”

“Of course, Jazz. And you can call me Selina too.”

Jazz processed that for a second before she continued.

“Selina, Danny is probably going to come out and ask you something when he fully wakes up, and while I kind of think it’s an unhealthy coping mechanism, I still think it might be a good idea.”

Selina considered that for a moment before plating the eggs and bacon and some of the finished pancakes. She handed one plate to Jazz, made herself a plate, and set some aside to stay warm for Danny. She leaned against the counter opposite where Jazz sat.

“Could you expand on that?”

Jazz’s jaw ticked to the side and she looked down at her food. She closely examined the eggs and bacon for a moment before she took a cautious bite. The bite seemed to be satisfactory so she continued eating. She explained in between bites of food.

“I know we haven’t explained everything about what Danny and I went through, and we haven’t explained everything about what ghosts are or how they function. I'll leave that part of the discussion mostly to Danny since he knows the most, but one of the most important parts of a ghost is their obsession.”

Selina was a little confused by the sudden change in topic, but she let Jazz continue. It was clear the girl was carefully weighing her words as she spoke. Selina was starting to realize she had a super powered ghost son and a traumatized older sister/therapist daughter. She doubted parenting books covered these kinds of topics. Maybe she would call Alfred or Ma and Pa Kent to see if they had any advice for the situation.

“Every ghost has their obsession. It’s kind of a personal topic, so Danny probably won’t discuss it too in depth, and I won’t out his obsessions without his permission, but it can be anything from books to music to boxes.” Boxes? Selina didn’t ask, but she was curious. “And that doesn’t translate directly to humans, but it’s how Danny has started to see things in his life, so it’s important to bring up.”

Jazz had finished eating and was now just moving the remaining food around on her plate.

“From Danny’s perspective, our parents, or I guess, my parents’ obsession was and is Ghosts. Specifically hunting and exterminating ghosts.” Jazz held her utensils with a white knuckled grip, her eyes still firmly on her plate. “They’ve had that obsession for our entire lives, they would forget our birthdays, or even to feed us if something ghost related came up. They moved us half way across the country to Amity because it was a hotbed of ghost activity.”

“When we were younger we just accepted that our parents were a little crazy and we took care of each other. Danny would always make me the nicest cards for my birthday each year.” Jazz had a tear in her eye at that. Selina moved around the counter so she could sit next to her and rubbed her back gently. “After Danny’s accident, so much of their obsession became about hurting him. They wanted to take him apart, molecule by molecule.”

Selina kept her emotions off her face as she kept gently rubbing Jazz’s back and shoulders. However, inside she was boiling with rage.

“I think in Danny’s mind he blames himself for how our parents acted when he became a half-ghost. He thinks if he had fed into Jack and Maddie’s obsessions they wouldn’t want to hurt him. That’s how he helps the ghosts who came to town, he could help them feed their obsessions and redirect them away from harmful avenues. Do you understand so far?”

“Yes I do.” Selina nodded. “Ghosts have obsessions. Your parents were unhealthily obsessed with ghosts to the detriment of both of you. Is this related to the unhealthy coping mechanism you mentioned?”

Jazz nodded and finally looked up at Selina, eyeing her carefully. Whatever she was looking for in her face, Jazz seemed to find, because she continued, now more hesitantly.

“So, from Danny’s perspective, your obsession is being a master thief, or maybe cats.” Jazz leaned back from her slightly as if she was afraid Selina might react poorly to that statement. However Selina could only smile in return. She could certainly see why Danny might see things that way. When she didn’t react badly Jazz continued. “I think Danny is afraid that if he doesn’t take part in your obsession with you, you’ll reject him just like my parents did.”

Selina felt like she had been slapped. Danny was afraid she would reject him. He thought he had to be a thief to impress her. Jazz clearly feared or at least considered the same thing. She took a moment to gather herself before she responded, her voice choked.

“He wants to become a thief like me?”

Jazz nodded then began speaking very quickly, clearly trying to convince Selina that this was the best course of action.

“While I don’t think that’s the healthiest way to look at your relationship, I do still think there are benefits. The athleticism you are known to utilize in your work would help keep him healthier as well as give him the skills to dodge attacks when he’s Phantom. It would also give the two of you time together, mother and son, a shared hobby is an excellent conversation starter. And! And-”

“Jasmine.” Selina said her name softly, so she wouldn’t startle the poor girl. “That sounds like a brilliant idea. You and I can work together to set safe limits for Danny, to make sure he has a proper balance between the hero work he’s done in the past, the after hours work he does with me and his “normal” life. How does that sound?”

Jazz smiled in relief and her whole body seemed to sag in relief.

“Yeah. That sounds good. Before when we were in Amity, he would have to fight ghosts at all hours of the day or night. He wasn’t getting nearly enough sleep. Balance is good. Especially a balance with his ghost powers. If he uses them too much it can exhaust him and risk attracting ghost hunters, but if he doesn’t use them he can hurt himself.”

Selina smiled, she was definitely going to have to give the Kents a call. They would have some good advice.

“What about you, Jazz?” Selina asked, Jazz looked at her confused so Selina explained her question. “Danny and I could have a mother-son activity learning to be a thief together. Would you like to join us?”

“Oh! Oh no. I want to be a therapist, and I don’t think it would look good if I had a criminal record like that.” Jazz didn’t seem disappointed to not be a thief and she had relaxed now that Danny’s mental and physical health had been discussed.

“Oh, well how about this then? You pick something you like to do, any hobby or activity, could be knitting, yoga, gymnastic, competitive hot dog eating, anything, and you and I can learn about that thing together?”

Jazz just looked more confused.

“Competitive hot dog-? Why would you want to do that with me?”

Concern blossomed in Selina’s chest at the same moment her rage was fanned into an inferno. Jasmine looked genuinely baffled by the idea that Selina would want to spend time with her. If she ever met the people who had raised her she would tear them limb from limb.

“I want to spend time with you. And with Danny. Individually and all together.” Selina decided for clarity’s sake she would spell out her desires explicitly. “Danny is my son and I would like to make that official again as soon as I can. I would like that for you as well.”

“But I’m almost eighteen?”

“Being my child isn’t something that ends when you’re an adult. I wouldn’t kick Danny out when he turned eighteen, and I won’t do it to you either. You don’t have to call me mom, or mother or anything other than Selina. You don’t even have to think of me as your mother. But I do want to be there for you. I want to be able to care for you. I want a relationship with you.”

Jazz’s confusion was slowly morphing into distress. The girl was running her nails up and down her legs almost hard enough to rip the fabric of her pants. She was certain Jazz would have scratches all the way up and down her legs. Selina carefully contained her grimace. She needed to talk to Harley about finding these kids a therapist ASAP. And maybe one for herself wouldn’t go amiss, at least until her murderous impulses subsided.

“If it’s too hard to think about it like that, for now, how about you think of it as me paying a debt. You took care of my son. Protected him, fed him, practically raised him.” Jazz nodded to confirm her assumption. “I owe you for doing so much for my son. And I would like to pay you back anyway I can. If that means paying for your student loans for an Ivy League school, or if it means learning underwater basket weaving by your side. I’m ok with whatever.”

Jazz now finally looked relieved and understanding, though there was still a little confusion on her face.

“That sounds fun. I’ll put together a list for you. Though where do you come with these examples? Hot dog eating? Basket weaving?”

“I have a lot of weird friends.” Selina said with a laugh. “And various bat children that are flying around Gotham can be even weirder.”

Jazz laughed now, then she tilted her head to the side, her head cocked as she listened to something Selina couldn’t hear. She mentally filed that information away that apparently Jasmine had some similar ghostly abilities to Danny.

“Danny’s awake now. He’ll probably be out in a few minutes.” Jazz said.

Selina nodded and stood before returning to the stove.

“Well then let’s make sure he has some fresh pancakes. I’ll also reheat the eggs and bacon for him.”

Jazz smiled at her and only a few minutes later Danny emerged. He obviously wasn’t a morning person and looked only barely functional.

“Good morning Jazz. Good morning Ms.- Are you cooking?” Danny asked, his sleepiness fading quickly before the apparent threat of someone cooking.

“Yes I am. Jazz and I already ate breakfast, but I want to make you some as well.”

“Do you need any help?” Danny was just as earnest as Jazz had been. Selina added, ‘parents were unsafe in the kitchen’ to her mental list of shit the Fentons had done to traumatize her kids.

“No, I’ve got it, thank you for offering though. You can have a seat. Your pancakes are almost done.”

Danny took a seat next to Jazz and hugged her before stealing a last bit of bacon off her plate with a grin.

“Ms. Kyle?”

Selina fought down a grin at how similar the siblings were. She turned to face Danny.

“You can call me Selina, Danny.” He smiled at her sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck. “Was there something you wanted to talk about?”

“Uh, yeah. I was wondering if I could be a super cool cat thief like you?” There were stars shining in Danny’s eyes as he asked, but there was also underneath the excitement a level of trepidation she would have expected of someone disarming a bomb.

Selina was glad Jazz had warned her that this conversation was coming. She didn’t know if she would have been thrilled or horrified about Danny’s desire to join what he considered the “family business,” but now she had exactly the thing to say.

“That sounds like a great idea. I’ve always wanted an apprentice.” Selina said warmly. “We can work together to figure out a schedule that allows for a good school, home life and work balance. How does that sound?”

Danny gave a playful groan and shoved Jazz, a large smile on his face. His playfulness hid his relief at her acceptance.

“What is it with people and trying to get me to balance things!”

“It’s just what people who care about you do.” Selina said, keeping her voice light even as she sent Jazz a commiserating look. Then she pulled a pad of paper out of one of the drawers and tossed pens to the kids while distributing sheets of paper. “How about this? Each of us right down a list of fun hobbies. Things we really like, things we’ve never been able to try but always wanted to do. And then we can explore some of these things together while I work on putting together your training.”

“Like yoga, or a hot dog eating contest?” Jazz asked with a smirk.

“Hot dog eating contest! That sounds like a great idea!” He immediately wrote that down on his list underneath several items that made it look like a trip to the planetarium was in their future.

“Excellent. Here’s your breakfast, we can work on our lists while we eat, then we can discuss what we want to do next!” Selina said, gazing warmly as her kids filled in their lists. It looked like Jazz had written underwater basket weaving with a question mark next to it on her list along with a few other options.

#dp x dc #Danny Phantom #Selina Kyle #jazz fenton #summon the cat #writing emerald

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actualalligator · 3 months

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Hi Al :)

Buddie. AU….Buck hosts cooking classes that Eddie attends.

My mind is going weird places.

Hi Tanis!! Thanks for the ask!

I read an au of this back in the fall. Couldn't tell you by who, but it was so cute!!

1. The classes were a gift FOR Eddie (from either Abuela or Tia Pepa who both give him shit for not being able to cook).

2. Buck wears a different apron every lesson and about half of them have bad dad jokes on them, but he finds them delightful.

3. Buck is gone basically from day 1 on this handsome kitchen disaster, and so when Eddie shares that his kid saw Gordon Ramsey make a Beef Wellington on one of the cooking shows he watches with his Abuelita and now wants it for his 8th birthday (Eddie has already failed twice on two practice Wellingtons he made with markdown ham [he can't afford to fuck up with beef]), Buck immediately offers to help (and Christopher falls for Buck immediately).

4. Christopher insists that his dad invite Buck over one night for dinner because he made cupcakes with Tia Pepa, and he wants Buck to be there for dessert (but he knows the rules, dinner first, so obviously Buck has to come for dinner). Eddie is embarrassed because that means Buck is going to learn about his "world-famous chicken parm," Christopher's favorite meal. It is spaghetti with jarred sauce, chicken nuggets and Eddie springs for the "fancy" shredded parm. Buck says it might be the best chicken parm he's every had 🥺.

5. They kiss for the first time while baking Christmas cookies. Eddie (affectionately) bullies Buck a little, and Buck ends up throwing flour at him. It starts a little bit of a flour war before Buck slips from a combo of socks and flour on the hard floor and lands hard on his ass. He's laughing. Eddie's laughing but also trying to make sure he's okay. They are both on the floor, and when Eddie's face gets close enough, Buck cups it between both of his hands and kisses him. They end up making out there, Buck laid out on the floor, Eddie on top of him. A whole tray of bells end up burnt. Buck says it's okay because sometimes the first of any baked good has to be sacrificed to the gods, like with a first pancake.

#cookie class au #buddie #tizniz #this was so fun

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fanfiction-butterfree · 8 months

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THE NANNY NAMED LUIGI

CHAPTER V: Berries and Pancakes

The Darklands. A land with a history stretching back millenia to a time before the old kingdoms ruled the world. With monuments and buildings so old that the very events that led to their construction have gone from history, to romanticized tales, to folklore, to mythology. In one of those buildings whose origins have long been lost, the current ruler of the Darklands, King Bowser Morton Koopa was lying in his bed, dormant after a long night in his office.

Lemmy: GIMME BACK MY TOY!

Larry: NO IT'S MY TOY!

Until now.

Bowser: Another day, another argument.

The king of the Darklands groaned into his pillow.

Lemmy: IT'S MINE!

Iggy: DAD!!!

The king of the koopas prepared to give his usual speech.

Luigi: Huh this is a nice toy.

Lemmy: GIVE IT BACK!

Larry: IT'S MINE!

Luigi: Hmmm, no. Until I can determine whose toy it is, I'm keeping it.

Iggy: DAAAAAADDD!

Bowser: LISTEN TO THE NANNY!

Lemmy, Larry, & Iggy: NOOOOOO!!!!

There was a brief sound of fireballs.

Lemmy, Larry, & Iggy: WE SURRENDER!

Luigi: Now clean up and get ready for breakfast.

Lemmy, Larry, & Iggy: Yes sir!

There was a knock on Bowser's bedroom door.

Bowser: Come in!

Luigi: Just wanted to tell you breakfast is al….

A subtle blush appeared on the nanny's cheeks.

Bowser: Al what?

Luigi: You're…

His blush increased

Bowser: I'm what?

Luigi: Not wearing any shirt..

His blush increased further.

Bowser: Oh… Like what you see?

Luigi: I-I-I. BREAKFAST IS ALMOST READY!

He ran out of the room, his face redder than a tomato.

Bowser: Guess not.

Bowser took a quick shower and got dressed.

He decided to wear a dark chocolate colored single breasted three piece suit with notch lapels, a waistcoat with notch lapels, a white cutaway collar shirt with french cuffs and gold coin shaped cufflinks, a black tie in a windsor knot, a dark red pocket square, black dress socks, and brown dress shoes.

On his way to the large dining room Bowser couldn't help but think about the night before. He and Luigi had talked and joked for hours, he couldn't remember the last time he'd done that with anyone. He paused, and suddenly remembered. It had been a few nights before his wife died. He straightened his tie and continued walking.

Normally his kids would grab their food from the table, eat it somewhere else, and then give their empty plates to the servants.

Bowser: It wasn't always like this.

He muttered to himself.

Before his wife's passing they ate almost every meal together. Now they only ate together if there was some state event that required the press to take pictures of them as a family.

Bowser: Family. Ha.

He snarled.

The last time they had a single meal together that didn't involve cameras was about a month after his wife died, on what should have been her birthday.

It was also the last time he didn't eat alone

He reached the door to the dining room.

The king didn't want to turn the knob, he didn't want to eat alone anymore, he wanted to see their smiling faces again and not just when they wanted something, he wanted to be treated like a person again.

Bowser: Suck it up!

He growled to himself.

With dread the lord of the koopas turned the knob.

Luigi: Morning Mister Bowser!

Bowser Junior: Hi papa!

Lemmy: Hi pops!

Larry: Morning pops!

Iggy: Hello pops!

Before the king stood a table surrounded by his nanny, and four of his children.

And they were smiling?

He rubbed his eyes.

They couldn't be smiling, he hadn't seen them smile like that in years. And yet here they were grinning happily, looking at him with a warmth he hadn't seen in so long.

There was a chair ready for him

The king sat down in it, right between Bowser Junior and Iggy. His two youngest children.

Luigi: Toast sir?

Bowser: Yes, Mister Luigi.

In front of him were stacks of toast, pancakes, kachhua berries (roughly the size of strawberries, the shape of grapes, and with taste best described as peach mixed with honey and rosewater), bacon, grilled kame roots (eggplant like in structure, a mix of potato and avocado like in taste. Its appearance is akin to pale white ginger), fried eggs, fried darklands mushrooms, and eastern mountain rice sweetened with sugar, cinnamon, and raisins.

The king smiled.

Bowser: Lemmy pass me the bacon, i'm feeling hungry today.

Lemmy: Sure pops!

The lord of the koopas stroked the heads of his youngest children, then dove into the food.

The rest of the meal was filled with a rare joy as the king and his children happily shared their breakfast.

But throughout it one question was on Bowser's mind. "How did the human do in one day what others couldn't do in years?"

The king of the darklands spent his day from morning to night preparing for the conference the following day. Rulers and ambassadors from across the world were going to gather in the Fire Hall.

The Fire Hall is located in the Iron Castle. A section of the Bowser's castle carved out of an active volcano by the Armored Emperors. The Armored Emperors ruled the Darklands during the Age of War when the Ruined Kingdom and the Alliance of the Seven Empires fought a long and brutal series of wars, and ended when the Ruined Kingdom fell. The Iron Castle was built to be able to withstand the strongest attacks of the time, and is still considered one of the safest parts of Bowser's Castle.

Within the Fire Hall the Rulers and Ambassadors were going to gather to discuss a variety of topics ranging from determining how much water each nation got from a shared river, to fruit tarifs, to the stationing of troops along borders.

Bowser sighed.

In his mind there was one topic that mattered more than any other. Which nations were willing to form an alliance with the Darklands.

Despite the years of peace, and the many efforts by the nation's Ambassadors and celebrities, the Darklands was still regarded as the Beast Boo of the West by most if not all the leaders of the world. An inherently hostile but supremely powerful nation, that countries only traded with because they feared what might happen to them if they refused to. Something the King of the Koopas knew all too well.

He'd spent four years trying to change the nation's and his own reputation, and if tomorrow failed to produce even a sign that one state was willing to form an alliance, then those four years were wasted.

A malicious smile appeared on the Ruler of the Koopas face.

Bowser: Hehe, then again, I can always force someone to become our "ally".

He heard a knock on the door.

Bowser sighed.

Bowser: Come in.

The nanny in green walked in.

Luigi: I made some fresh Lasagna for dinner and was wondering if you'd like to join me?

Bowser: Dinner? But it's only

He looked at the intricately carved grandfather clock next to his desk.

Bowser: Ten at night….

Luigi: Lost track of the time?

Bowser: That's one way to put it.

The king looked at his desk.

Bowser: But I don't have time for dinner. I still have work to do!

Luigi: What kind of work?

Bowser: I have to make sure everyone at the conference gets meals they'd like!

Luigi: Your chef can handle that.

Bowser: Check the cameras in the Iron Castle.

Luigi: Your chief of security can handle that.

Bowser: Make sure the kids don't bother the people coming to the conference.

Luigi: That's my job.

Bowser: But there's still so much to do for the conference tomorrow!

Luigi: And you've done enough!

Bowser: What?

Luigi: You've spent over twelve hours working on preparing for tomorrow, and that's just today. I don't know how much time you've spent in total, but I know when its time to stop, and that's now!

Bowser stood up.

Bowser: I'M THE KING OF THE KOOPAS, EMPEROR OF THE DARKLANDS, SOVEREIGN OF SHYGUYS, MASTER OF BULLET BILLS, RULER OF GOOMBAS, AND LORD OF ALL WITHIN THE BORDERS OF MY KINGDOM! HOW DARE YOU DEFY ME!?!

An emerald fire appeared in the human's eyes and fists.

Luigi: AND I'M THE NANNY!

Bowser sat back in his chair in shock. No one who worked for him had ever defied him.

The flames in the nanny's eyes and hands dissipated.

Luigi: Besides, if you die from exhaustion I'll need a new job.

The nanny grinned warmly

Bowser chuckled

Bowser: You have a point.

Luigi offered his hand

Luigi: So I'll ask you again. Would you like to have dinner with me?

The King accepted his hand.

Bowser: Yes I would.

The pair left the office, and continued talking. Thoughts of the next day far behind them.

In some distant land far from the Darklands a storm was raging, as a certain golden haired ruler stared at her invitation from the confines of her blood red and bone white colored fortress.

Golden haired ruler: Soon Bowsie. Soon you'll be mine. MWAHAHAHAHA!!

She laughed maniacally as her servants cowered in fear.

Meanwhile in a different part of the world, a certain black haired hero woke up with a start. As he felt something he hadn't felt in four years.

Mario: Something's headed for my brother.

He ran out of his house.

Mario: Something evil.

#bowuigi #bowser x luigi #bowser #luigi

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ccasey0 · 2 months

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alrighty, lets get this said and done.

i am likely not going to post on here a lot unless i get asks or comments or smthn, just so you know.

anyways, i have a question for you guys. ive got an au that ive been wanting to share and post about for a while, but im not sure if i can. reason being that it is pretty old and it started when i was young and stupid and didnt know how to draw my own poses and stuff, so i would trace the outline of characters and then draw over it. i don't know if i can post or share any of the art from that time since i dont have any of the credits to the owners anymore:( i would love to be able to share my world with you guys since ive put a ton of time and effort into the hundreds of doodles and sketches ive made for it, but i need to know if it's okay. let me be clear on this though so there is no confusion: i am not claiming the art to be mine. i did not trace directly over most of the art, i just copied the general shape/art style/pose and then turned it into my own characters. not all of the art for this au is traced.

anyways, with that out of the way i want to explain a little about the au so that i can know if anyone would actually want to see it.

so it's basically a mashup of my OCs, rottmnt, mha, lmk, and a bunch of other fandoms i've been inspired by. it is set in a post apocalyptic world in the year 2080(sort of). The main cast consists of Casey "Moon"(based off of me), Jupiter "Dellta"(based off a friend/sister of mine), Jasper "Spots", Raphael Montero, Keigo "feathers"(based off hawks from MHA), Kat(based off bakugou from MHA), Deku(based of Deku from MHA), Felix, Sandro, and Pancake(it comes in WAY later tho). these guys are known as "The Gang." aren't i so creative with names? they are also the people i draw the most. there are, of course, side-ish characters who play major roles on the story but aren't in the gang. as for the relationships between the characters, here u go: Jupiter, Casey, Jasper, and Raph are all siblings. Raph is the oldest by 2 years, Casey and Jupiter are twins, and Jasper is younger by a month. technically Jasper, Jupiter, and Casey are triplets. but they were raised by different people so jasper celebrates his birthday on a different date than the twins. they have a very complicated and definitely not realistically possible relationship with their Bio Mom but ill explain that in another post if ya'll want. Deku, Casey, and Kat are all in a relationship. Yes it is a threesome. no i do not care. please do not hate, it isn't that big of a deal. Jupiter and Felix are in a relationship. jupiter and keigo are besties. jupiter is sandro's adoptive mother(comes in much later). casey is pancake's adoptive caretaker(comes in much, much later). now for the explanation of the setting, yay! so, it is a post apocalyptic world that has been brought to ruin. the world divided itself into different Sectors, which are areas set up around still standing cities around the world.(i can explain how al that got established and all that stuff in another post if it is wanted.) The sector that the story takes place in is the New York Sector. it is a bit larger than Texas and was named the NY sector cause NY was the last city standing in that area at the time. NYS has 8 safe zones inside it. Safe Zones are walled off areas that are safe from Corrupted(ill explain that next). SZ are like towns or bases that people and yokai all live in. every zone is different and has different kinds of people. th zone that the gang usually interacts with is zone five(basically the blackmarket of the safe zones.) (ill explain what th different zones are like in another post as well.) okay, now for corrupteds. these guys are complicated and hard to explain w/o a picture for reference, so ill do my best and make a seperate post about them later. basically, they are the zombies or kraang of this world. they are the product of a failed lab experiment. A team of scientists were working on a project to make trees produce twice as much oxygen, but some bad guys called Seekers(once again, ill make a seperate post for these guys) broke into the lab and did something to the trees. they made them start producing these strange spores that began bringing corpses back to life zombie-style. but these weren't zombies. the corpses became mutated and horrifying monsters that would kill on sight. the more spores were released, the more corrupteds came to life. and the spores also mutated other trees, causing them to produce the spores as well. the corrupteds can only live as long as they have an intact heart organ inside of them. they are attracted to light and will kill on sight. although most of them are blind, so i guess they kill on sound?? anyways, as trees became more infected, their roots became vines and they started overgrowing everywhere, with huge vines the size of giant redwood trees(yes i had to search up giant trees to scale this) growing up buildings and through streets.

alrighty. wow. i can't believe you are still here. thank you for bearing with me. please tell me if you want more of this au via comments or asks. any questions go in the ask box. i do have some disclaimers for this tho: i don't do digital art, all this will be traditional drawings. also, i don't have this as an actual comic. it's more just a bunch of drawing that a the explanations to are in my head so i will likely post art and then explain the story bit to it typed out.

also important thing to add to the au:

TW!!! Blood, gore, swear words, trauma, physical abuse, psychological abuse, fighting, horror, queer ships, threeway ships, implied attempts, implied seizures, dark humor, mental breakdowns, panic attacks, sensory overloads, ect. it isn't as bad as it sounds i promise 😅

oke, i'm done now. thanks for reading all this and i hope for your feedback and/or much wanted advice or recommendations. like i said, any questions please go in the ask box and any requests for explanations or art go there too.

byeeeeee :)

#origonal au #oc #apocalypse #tmnt #sort of #idk please someone tell me if i can show this #zombies ig #:)

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Father knows best Chapter 13: Our Love Is God.

Summary:

Tw: Forced regression (last one) gun violence, typical violence, lying, getting shot, trafficking, fire, panic attack, flashbacks, this is sad.

Lmk if I should add.

The gang goes to find Moxxie to bring him home!

Crimson doesn't understand why because...well, he's already home.

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'They made you cry,

but that will end tonight.

You are the only thing that's right

about this broken world.

Go on and cry,

but when the morning comes,

we'll burn it down and then

we'll build the world again...

Our love is god.

I was alone.

I was a frozen lake,

but then you melted me awake;

See, now I'm crying too.

You're not alone.

And when the morning comes,

We'll burn away that tear, and raise our city here...

Our love is god.'

~Our Love is god, Heathers the musical.

~~~Past, Wedding day Millie:~~~

“The couple has agreed to say their own vows. Moxxie?”

Millie smiles at her soon to be husband.

As much as she wished her family could be here, it didn't seem to matter as long as she was with Moxxie.

He was all that mattered at that moment.

It was just the two of them.

“Whoo! Yeah!”

And, Blitzø who somehow found out they were eloping and followed them.

Moxxie took out a piece of paper and smiled at her. “Millie, if you told my younger self that we'd be here now, I never would have believed you. I never thought I'd be worthy to stand next to you, let alone be yours.

You have changed my life for the better, I was reborn when I met you.

No matter what happens, I know we can do anything.

We are stronger than anything in this world, as long as we're together.

Our fight, us against the world will never end.”

I will kill for you until the day we die.” He promised her.

~~~Present, M&M's place: Blitzø~~~

“The spell isn't working. I suppose the nonodorem affects the spell too.” Stolas says, sounding defeated. “I'm so sorry, Blitzø.”

He tried the spell to see if he could track Moxxie, but it was no use. Even the possum’s beloved guitar couldn't help them out of this.

“It's fine, we'll go back to Crimson's place and see if there's something we can do.” Blitzø says. “Just keep trying and keep your phone on you in case we need you.’

“You sure you don't want me to accompany you?” Stolas asks.

“We'll be fine. Millie could take all those fuckers with one hand behind her back. Just stay here in case we need backup. Or a portal.” Blitzø says.

Stolas nods. “Alright. Be careful.” He tells him.

Blitzø nods, then turns to the others. “You all ready?”

“Did you find him?” Millie asks.

“No, the spell isn't working, but I'm not waiting anymore.” Blitzø says.

Millie agrees. “Whether he's there or not, I'm killing all of them.” She says.

“Fair enough.” Blitzø says. Opening the door to the van for Millie and Sallie Mae.

Loona started to get in too, not meeting Blitzø's eyes.

“Loona, I-”

“I don't want to talk to you right now.” Loona says.

“Yeah…okay. Later then.” He waits for Loona to get in the van before closing the door and getting in himself.

They're going to find Moxxie and then everything is going to be okay…

He wipes away a tear.

Everything had to be okay.

~~~Moxxie~~~

Something was wrong, something was wrong.

Something…

Was…

Wrong!

Moxxie stares down at his plate as Alessio sets a plastic plate of pancakes in front of him.

“Good morning, Moxxie.” Alessio says to him.

“Mm, hi.” Moxxie says.

Something is wrong…something is really really wrong.

“Moxxie?” Crimson asks.

Inside he was hurting…

And that was normal…

So, why did he feel so wrong?

He felt so…empty.

What happened?

His heart pounds in his chest, like he was in some type of danger. Like-

“Moxxie?”

Moxxie looks up at his father.

“Alessio made you breakfast, what do you say?”

“Thank you, Al.” He says.

“Good boy.” Crimson tells him.

Moxxie’s hands shook slightly as he reached to grab his fork.

He wished his mother was here…

She would tell him what to do.

“Hey, what's wrong, kid?” Crimson asks.

Moxxie looks down at his plate. “I- something is wrong.” He says.

“What do you mean?” Crimson asks.

“I don't know…”

“Kid, you're not making any sense.” Crimson says, rolling his eyes. “What's wrong with you?”

Tears fell down Moxxie's face as he shook harder.

Something was wrong, how is no one else aware of that?!

How is he the only one to see it?

“Moxxie?” Alessio stands up.

Crimson stops Alessio from comforting him however. “Moxxie, you're making no sense. You need to calm the fuck down and try again.”

“What happened?” Moxxie asks.

“What happened when?” Crimson asks.

“Yesterday. Something happened…right?” Moxxie asks.

Crimson was about to say something when they all heard a pounding at the door which made Moxxie jump.

Crimson turns to one of the loan sharks, Flynn. “Take him upstairs.” He orders.

“Yes, Sir.” Flynn says, taking Moxxie's arm and pulling him upstairs to the nursery.

~~~IMP:~~~

Alessio opens the door as the gang pushes past him.

“Crimson!” Millie shouts.

Loona and Sallie stand behind Blitzø and Millie, prepared to back them up in case Crimson tries something.

Crimson walks into the room, cool and collected. “Mildred, Blitzø…others. What a surprise.” Crimson rolls his eyes.

“Where’s Moxxie, Crimson?” Millie demanded to know.

“We know you have him. My father let it slip after a very thorough investigation.” Blitzø says, as if he actually discussed it with him that much.

Millie looked at Blitzø for a moment.

His father? What the fuck did he have to do with anything?

“Did he now?” Crimson asks. “Your father is quite the character.” He says.

“Of course you would think so.” Blitzø says.

“He just wants to be part of your life, Blitzø. What's wrong with that?”

“No, he wants to control my life, just like what you're doing to Moxxie. He had his chance to be part of my life, and you had yours.” Blitzø says. “There's no second chances for people who don't change…I should know.” Blitzø mumbles that last part, but Loona hears it.

“What do even you want with Moxxie?” Millie asks. “What could you possibly have to gain?

“Haven't you made his life shitty enough?” Loona asks.

Crimson rolls his eyes and starts to walk upstairs. He smiles sadistically at the group. “Tell you what, we'll let Moxxie decide what he wants.” Crim walks away for a moment, Blitzø and Millie stay where they are, weapons in hand in case he tries something.

Crimson returns, holding Moxxie’s hand and he leads him partially down the stairs.

“Moxxie! Thank goodness you’re okay!” Millie shouted happily.

Moxxie flinched and moved closer to Crimson. He didn't like new people much, they always made him nervous. He gripped his father's hand tightly, hoping Crimson would keep him safe from them.

Sallie Mae raises an eyebrow. “What the-?”

“Mox, what are you doing?” Millie asks, she takes a step closer to him, but Moxxie just hides behind Crimson.

Blitzø glared daggers at the mob boss, He could tell Moxxie was little right now. What kind of monster would put a little in this position?! It was cruel and unusual!

“These people want to take you away from me. I told them you’re free to go if you want, do you want to go with them, Mox?” Crimson asks him.

Moxxie shakes his head.

“Verbal answer, Moxxie. Remember your manners.” He says.

“I don’ wanna go, please?” Moxxie asks, breathing heavily as tears fall down his face. “I don’ wan’ to! I so'ee I was ba’, pease, daddy.” His voice sounded younger as he became more stressed out.

“Moxxie, what is the matter with you?” Millie asks.

Blitzø sighs, it’s clear Moxxie doesn’t remember them at all. “Mills, he’s regressed; he doesn’t understand what’s going on.” He explains.

“He- what? But Moxxie isn’t a regressor!” She says.

Crimson chuckles. “No? Well, it looks to me like your husband really doesn’t trust you then.” He says. “He's always been a regressor.”

Millie’s eyes widened. “Moxxie…?”

Blitzø glares deeper. “You let him go, or so fucking help me-!”

“I did let him, he doesn’t want to go.” Crimson says. “You can leave now.”

“Oh yeah? I beg to differ. Moxxie, wake up!” Blitzø shouts, throwing Moxxie’s pistol at him.

Moxxie snaps out of it instantly, he catches the gun right before it hits him.

Wow, Blitzø was only hoping that would work…maybe he should read stuff more often.

Crimson shoots at Blitzø, but Millie throws herself in front of him and the bullet hits her shoulder.

“Millie!” Moxxie instinctively shoots Crimson in the chest as soon as he sees Millie hurt.

Crimson falls and rolls down the stairs.

“Ohh…shit.” Blitzø says. He was not expecting that.

Sharks suddenly surround the gang. Blitzø, Moxxie, Sallie, and Loona are ready though, and start killing sharks left and right.

Alessio turns to Crimson, wrapping up his wound while most of the other sharks keep I.M.P busy.

Alessio sees red as he looks at Blitzø, and as the Imp notices, he runs the other way.

Alessio decides that Crimson really is the more important issue at the moment, so he picks him up and takes him to their medical room to help with the wound.

The other sharks can handle them…

Moxxie is suddenly filled with adrenaline, and all he sees is red as the sharks try to hurt the only family he's ever known!

Sallie Mae tends to Millie, while Loona and Moxxie handle the sharks.

Neither one of them says anything to each other, during epic battles like this Blitzø, Millie, and Moxxie would engage in some type of conversation, supporting one another, making jokes at the enemies expense.

But it's quiet and dark as Moxxie shoots left and right, and Loona mails the rest.

With most of the sharks dead, Moxxie takes a second to think of his next move.

Millie!

He gets on the floor and examines Millie's wound.

“Millie? Are you okay? Can you hear me?” Moxxie asks.

Millie looks up at him, looking dazed. “Mox…”

“It's gonna be okay.” He tells her. “Sallie, take Millie to the van, we have a first aid kit in the backseat. We have bandages and Vaseline-”

“I know how to treat bullet wounds.” Sallie says. “I'm from wrath.”

“Then treat it.” Moxxie snaps at her. “Loona..?” he asks gently.

“Yes?” Loona asks.

“Come with me.” Moxxie tells her before running outside.

Loona surprisingly doesn't question him, just did as asked.

~~~Blitzø:~~~

Blitzø ran to Crimson's office and locked the door behind him.

This was the worst hiding spot in the world, but it's where he has to be…

What else was Crimson hiding?

Blitzø opens the front drawer of Crimson's desk and sees a bright red folder labeled ‘Blitzø’ and another one labeled ‘Millie.’

Inside them was all sorts of information Crimson had no business knowing.

Loona’s medical history,

Millie’s parents address and information about her siblings-

Barbie’s updates at the rehab center…

If Crimson knows where she is…does that mean Cash does?

Oh, fuck no.

Blitzø finds a box of matches, he lights one and sets the file on fire, about ready to throw it in the fireplace-

But then someone quickly knocked the door down and lunged at Blitzø-

Alessio, shit!

Where was Crimson? He thought they both left by now.

His struggle with Blitzø caused him to drop the flaming paper next to the curtain.

That's one way of getting rid of it. He supposed.

“Shitshitshit!” Blitzø shouts. “What the fuck?!” He shouts.

“You're not taking him from me.” Alessio says to Blitzø.

First time he's ever heard the shark talk…creepy.

“He's…not…yours!” Blitzø shouts, struggling to get away.

Alessio grabs Blitzø's neck, attempting to choke him, when the smoke was already doing a great job on its own, thanks!

Blitzø uses his tail to try and find something to get him out of this, but it's getting harder and harder to keep awake.

But then he feels a small pistol, good enough.

With the remaining strength he has, he hits Alessio with it, forcing the shark to let go of him.

Blitzø uses his freedom to kick Alessio off of him and grab the gun with his hands.

It's not loaded…shit.

Alessio growls as the flames spread faster.

He grabs a plank from the floorboards and hits Alessio over the head, knocking the shark out so he can run out.

Blitzø has no time for this…he has to get out of here and find barbie…

Moxxie!

He needs to find Moxxie…

She's not here.

‘Remember where you are, Blitzø.’

~~~Moxxie and Loona:~~~

Moxxie leads Loona to a truck that was in the backyard. He opens it up and there's a cage holding a bunch of demons inside, mostly imps and hellhounds. “Help me get this opened.” Moxxie tells her, trying to unlatch the cage inside himself.

“What the…who are they?” Loona asks.

“littles. We have to get them out of here.” Moxxie says.

Loona nods, unlatching the cage immediately with no problem.

The littles ran out as fast as they were able.

“Go to the elevator, do not stop till you get there. Head to Gluttony and find a little clinic or adoption center, they'll take care of you!” He tells them.

They didn't argue with Moxxie, they wouldn't argue with anyone at this point. They just kept running.

Surprisingly no sharks followed them…where were the remaining sharks? There's no way they killed them all right?

Moxxie picked up a clipboard that was on a table beside the truck. He looks up and sees that Loona was suddenly very interested in something behind them…

He turns and sees nothing but green flames…

The mansion…

“Oh crumbs.” Moxxie says.

“Let's get out of here.” Loona says.

Loona rushed to the van, but Moxxie ran toward the mansion instead.

Loona didn't even notice that he didn't follow her…

~~~Blitzø and Moxxie:~~~

He can't let them die! They don't deserve to die!

Moxxie ran until someone grabbed his arm and stopped him.

“No, wait!” Moxxie shouted. “We can't just let them die! I have to save them!”

Blitzø had a tight grip on Moxxie's wrist to hold him back. “Moxxie-”

Blitzø had a few burn marks, some blood falling down the sides of his neck.

“No! Blitzø- I can't, I gotta-” Moxxie pulls forward and Blitzø loses his grip on him. “I gotta save them!”

Blitzø tackles Moxxie to the ground and holds him still. “Moxxie, stop! Listen! It's too late for them!” He says.

“No! It can't be! They-” Moxxie’s breathing becomes more rapid. “They can't…”

Moxxie starts sobbing, so Blitzø gets off of him.

Moxxie holds himself pitifully. “I-I didn't mean to hurt them, Blitzø. I didn't mean to!”

It took everything in Blitzø to not cry with him

“It's going to be okay.” Blitzø says to him. “It's gonna be fine.”

“No.” Moxxie starts crying softly as he wraps his arms around Blitzø.

“Hey, I know. Trust me, I know.” Blitzø says, trying to comfort the smaller Imp. “It's okay, let's just get Millie to a hospital, okay?” He asks. “She needs us, so we have to be strong for her, right?”

Moxxie only nods, he was barely able to move, so Blitzø picked him up to carry him.

He set the smaller imp in the van next to Millie. “I think he's in shock or…something.” Blitzø explains to Sallie Mae. “How's Millie?”

“Not responding, but still breathing.” She says. “We should hurry.”

Blitzø throws his phone at Loona. “Call Stolas and tell him to meet us at the hospital.”

Loona nods and does as she's told.

The sounds of everyone else in the van were muffled… Moxxie couldn't and didn't care to hear what they were saying.

Moxxie turned to look at Millie, Sallie Mae kept her hand firmly on her so the blood wouldn't pour out…

Millie might die…

This was all his fault…

He ruined everything…

A portal is summoned in front of the van that leads to sloth.

She had to be okay…

Because life just wasn't worth it without her.

~~~Past: Wedding Day, Moxxie:~~~

Millie smiled at Moxxie as she pulled out her own vows: “Moxxie, I never thought it was possible for someone like me to find love. And with you, it's not the cheesy love story where we just instantly became obsessed with one another but…after I got to know you, it was like our hearts were suddenly connected by a string, without you…my heart would break before the string could. You made my life worth living. And I'll do everything I can to return that favor.” She said to Moxxie.

Moxxie smiles at her. He knows there was so much he hid, so much he couldn't tell her…

But, it will be worth it once she sees how good a person he can be now! How much he can care for her, how good he can be for her.

She was what made everything worth it.

~~~

'We can start and finish wars,

We're what killed the dinosaurs.

We're the asteroid that's overdue.

The dinosaurs choked on the dust,

they died because God said they must.

The new world needed room

for me and you.

I worship you.

I'd trade my life for yours.

They all will disappear,

we'll plant our garden here:

Our love is God.'

~Our love is god, Heathers the musical.

Possum: YESSSSSSSSSSS IS POSTEDDDD FINALLYYYYYY!!! I AM SO SORRY!

This took forever-

I have been writing this since the beginning of this story and it was the hardest chapter I've had to write so far lol 😆

Okay..2 more chapters- let's goooo!!!

@todayimfour @ask-dusty-boy @dex-dawn @trophyxtissues2

#father knows best #ittybittyimps

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As autumn winds usher in the season of cozy blankets, flickering candlelight, and the rustling of leaves, there's a certain enchantment in the air that's simply irresistible. It's the time when tales of the supernatural take center stage, and what better way to celebrate this captivating season than by hosting your very own themed movie nights?

Whether you're an aficionado of vampire legends, zombie thrillers, werewolf sagas, or witchy tales, we've curated a collection of delectable treats that will not only satisfy your cravings but also bring the magic of these cinematic realms straight to your living room.

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Vampire Movies: From the dark allure of immortal creatures to their mysterious rituals, vampire movies have long held a special place in the realm of cinematic fascination. Our collection of vampire-themed treats pays homage to the intricate world of bloodsuckers, inviting you to nibble on blood orange slices, sink your teeth into vampire bite cookies, and indulge in garlic parmesan popcorn that pays a playful nod to folklore. Whether you're hosting a bewitching gathering or simply enjoying a night in, these snacks promise to awaken the vampire within.

Blood Orange Slices: Serve slices of blood oranges for a fruity and appropriately themed snack, referencing the idea of vampires' affinity for blood.

Vampire Bite Cookies: Make sugar cookies shaped like vampire bites, with red icing to represent blood.

Garlic Parmesan Popcorn: Garlic is a common vampire repellent in folklore, so make garlic parmesan popcorn as a nod to this trope.

Red Velvet Cupcakes: Bake red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting, resembling blood and fangs.

Vampire Teeth Apples: Slice apples into wedges and insert almond slivers into the wedges to create the appearance of vampire teeth.

Blackberry Bramble Cocktail: Create a blackberry bramble cocktail with deep red and black colors, resembling vampire aesthetics.

Blooberry Smoothie: Blend blueberries, bananas, and a splash of coconut milk for a "bloody" smoothie with a vampire twist.

Red Velvet Whoopie Pies: Make red velvet whoopie pies filled with cream cheese frosting for a bite-sized treat.

Black Widow Deviled Eggs: Make deviled eggs with a twist by adding a black olive "spider" on top of each egg.

Crimson Punch: Mix up a punch using cranberry juice, pomegranate juice, and ginger ale for a blood-red and refreshing drink.

Dark Chocolate Covered Strawberries: Dip strawberries in dark chocolate and sprinkle red edible glitter for a luxurious and themed treat.

Bat Wing Chips: Prepare black tortilla chips and serve with a vibrant red salsa for a spooky and thematic snack.

Vampire's Kiss Mocktail: Create a non-alcoholic cocktail with grenadine, lemon-lime soda, and a splash of grape juice, resembling a "vampire's kiss."

Blood-Red Beet Hummus: Make beet hummus for a vibrant red dip to serve with pita chips or vegetable sticks.

Vampire's Blood Punch: Mix up a punch using red fruit juices, like cranberry and cherry, and add a splash of lemon-lime soda for fizz.

Red Velvet Pancakes: Whip up red velvet pancakes for a twist on the classic breakfast option, perfect for a vampire-themed brunch.

Bloody Mary Soup: Serve a chilled tomato soup with a splash of hot sauce, resembling a classic Bloody Mary cocktail.

Cherry Gummies: Offer cherry-flavored gummy candies, which can symbolize drops of blood in a playful way.

Fruit "Bat" Skewers: Thread blackberries, red grapes, and blueberries onto skewers to resemble bats in flight.

Vampire's Elixir Smoothie: Create a spooky smoothie with dark berries, spinach, and a touch of honey for a burst of energy. ---

Zombie Movies: For those who relish the heart-pounding excitement of zombie films, our selection of eerie edibles is sure to hit the spot. Imagine dipping into brain dip, exploring the slimy goodness of gooey zombie guts pasta, and sipping on zombie punch with lychee "eyeballs." As you dive into these gruesomely delightful creations, you'll feel as if you've stepped right into the midst of a zombie apocalypse.

Zombie Finger Hot Dogs: Wrap hot dog sausages in crescent roll dough, leaving a small section exposed to resemble a zombie's finger.

Brain Dip: Create a dip in the shape of a brain using cream cheese or hummus, and use red beet juice or raspberry sauce for a bloody effect.

Eyeball Cake Pops: Make cake pops shaped like eyeballs using cake crumbs and frosting, then decorate with edible markers or icing for the details.

Zombie Apocalypse Trail Mix: Mix together a variety of nuts, dried fruits, and chocolate chunks to create a survival-themed snack mix.

Gooey Zombie Guts Pasta: Cook spaghetti and toss it with tomato sauce, creating a slimy and gory pasta dish.

Zombie Punch: Combine green fruit juices with lemon-lime soda and add lychee "eyeballs" for a visually striking and eerie drink.

Zombie-Infected Cupcakes: Bake cupcakes with green-colored frosting and gummy worms crawling out, resembling a zombie-infested graveyard.

Rotting Flesh Cheese Platter: Arrange an assortment of cheeses with prosciutto or smoked meats to resemble the look of "rotting flesh."

Decayed Apple Teeth: Cut apple slices and spread peanut butter or almond butter on them, then place mini marshmallows between for a creepy, toothy grin.

Zombie Bites Meatballs: Make meatballs with a mix of beef and pork, then insert an almond sliver or piece of red pepper for a bloody bite mark.

Undead Brains Jello: Create a jello mold using a brain-shaped mold, tinted with red food coloring for a gory touch.

Mummy Wrapped Pretzels: Wrap pretzel sticks with strips of white cheese or dough to create mummy-themed snacks.

Zombie Slime Smoothie: Blend together spinach, kiwi, banana, and green grapes for a "zombie slime" smoothie.

Zombie Fingers Crudité: Serve a platter of vegetable sticks with almond slivers at the tips to resemble zombie fingers.

Zombie Dirt Cups: Make chocolate pudding cups layered with crumbled chocolate cookies, gummy worms, and zombie-themed decorations.

Maggot-Ridden Rice Krispie Treats: Create rice krispie treats and insert gummy worms into them, giving the appearance of crawling maggots.

Zombie Bites Sandwiches: Make mini sandwiches with olive slices as eyes and thin slices of bell pepper as mouths, resembling zombies.

Bloody Red Velvet Hot Chocolate: Prepare red velvet hot chocolate with whipped cream and a drizzle of chocolate syrup for a blood-like effect.

Zombie Hand Meatloaf: Shape meatloaf mix into a hand shape and bake it, then add red sauce for a bloody appearance.

Zombie Virus Fruit Salad: Create a fruit salad with a mix of red and green fruits, symbolizing the spread of a zombie virus. ---

WEREWOLF: Venturing into the world of werewolves brings us to a primal and enchanting landscape. With treats like full moon cookies and howling hot dogs, you'll be transported to moonlit nights and howling echoes. As you gather under the silver glow of the moon, these snacks will accompany you on a journey through the wild, untamed allure of the werewolf mythos.

Full Moon Cookies: Bake cookies in the shape of full moons and decorate them with white icing to mimic the moon's glow.

Werewolf Paw Prints: Create cookies or brownies shaped like paw prints, using chocolate chips for the claws.

Moonlit Trail Mix: Make a trail mix with a combination of nuts, dried fruits, and chocolate chips, symbolizing a moonlit journey.

Bite-Sized Sausages: Serve mini sausage links as a nod to werewolves' love for meat, with toothpicks for easy snacking.

Howling Hot Dogs: Wrap hot dog sausages in croissant dough, shaping them like crescent moons or wolf howls.

Wolf's Den Nachos: Prepare nachos with your favorite toppings and serve them in a bowl or platter, resembling a cozy wolf's den.

Werewolf Claws Chips: Offer crispy potato chips or tortilla chips with a spicy or tangy dip, representing werewolf claws.

Lycanthropic Burgers: Grill burgers and serve them with a side of sweet potato fries or potato wedges, reminiscent of the moon.

Moonlit Cheese Platter: Arrange an assortment of cheeses, dried fruits, and nuts on a platter, resembling a moonlit feast.

Howling Smoothie: Blend together blueberries, blackberries, and vanilla yogurt to create a purple "howling" smoothie.

Beef Jerky Bites: Provide various flavors of beef jerky or jerky-style plant-based snacks, playing on the werewolf's carnivorous nature.

Moon Cheese Crackers: Serve cheese crackers or cheese slices cut into crescent moon shapes.

Wolf's Paws Brownies: Make brownies and cut them into square shapes, then add almond slivers for claws on one corner.

Moonlit Mini Pizzas: Prepare mini pizzas with crescent moon shapes using cheese and your favorite toppings.

Howling Bark Bark: Offer bark-style chocolate treats with added nuts and dried fruits, referencing the wolf's howl.

Lunar Cupcakes: Bake cupcakes and decorate them with silver or gray frosting, topped with a fondant or icing moon.

Moonstone Fruit Salad: Create a fruit salad with a variety of white and light-colored fruits, symbolizing moonstones.

Crescent Moon Croissants: Serve croissants in the shape of crescent moons, paired with your favorite spreads.

Werewolf's Feast Charcuterie Board: Prepare a charcuterie board with cured meats, cheeses, olives, and bread, evoking a feast for a hungry werewolf.

Lunar Elixir Mocktail: Mix up a blueberry and lavender mocktail, resembling a mystical drink under the moonlight. ---

WITCHES: No supernatural celebration is complete without a nod to the crafty world of witches. Explore a medley of treats inspired by magical potions, crystal balls, and spellbooks. From witch's hat cookies to enchanted fruit skewers, you'll find yourself immersed in a culinary spell that captures the essence of witchy tales.

Witch's Hat Cookies: Bake sugar cookies and decorate them with chocolate kisses on top to resemble witch's hats.

Magic Potion Drinks: Create colorful drinks with various fruit juices, sparkling water, and garnishes, serving them in potion-like glassware.

Cauldron Dip: Prepare a warm and cheesy dip served in a cauldron-shaped bowl, with bread or veggie sticks for dipping.

Witch's Broomstick Pretzels: Attach mini pretzel sticks to cheese or peanut butter cracker bites to create broomstick-shaped snacks.

Witch's Brew Soup: Serve a green-colored soup, such as broccoli or pea soup, in small cauldron bowls.

Crystal Ball Candies: Offer clear gummy candies or rock candy sticks as "crystal ball" treats.

Witch's Finger Sandwiches: Make finger sandwiches using bread, deli meats, and cheese, with a sliced almond as the nail.

Spellbook Cookies: Decorate square cookies to resemble spellbooks, using icing to create symbols and designs.

Witch's Hat Strawberries: Dip strawberries in dark chocolate, then use orange or black icing to create witch hat designs.

Enchanted Fruit Skewers: Thread a variety of colorful fruits onto skewers to create "enchanted" fruit wands.

Witch's Cauldron Popcorn: Toss popcorn with green or black food coloring and serve it in a cauldron-shaped bowl.

Crystal Energy Smoothies: Blend together green fruits and vegetables, like spinach, kiwi, and green apples, for a "crystal energy" smoothie.

Magical Wand Pretzels: Dip pretzel rods in chocolate and sprinkle them with colorful edible glitter to create magical wands.

Witch's Brew Cupcakes: Bake cupcakes and decorate them with green or purple frosting, adding fondant or candy decorations.

Potion Jelly Cups: Create layers of colored gelatin or pudding in clear cups, resembling magical potions.

Witchy Snack Mix: Combine pretzels, nuts, dried fruits, and chocolate candies to create a bewitching snack mix.

Mystical Cheese Platter: Arrange an assortment of cheeses, crackers, and fruits on a platter, resembling a witch's spread.

Crystal Ball Grapes: Freeze grapes and serve them in a bowl as "crystal balls."

Witch Hat Fruit Kabobs: Thread fruit pieces onto skewers and top each skewer with a slice of pineapple to create mini witch hats.

Potion Elixir Mocktail: Mix up a sparkling mocktail using fruit juices and soda, garnished with an edible flower or herb. ---

HALLOWEENTOWN: Witch's Hat Cupcakes: Bake cupcakes and decorate them with chocolate cone-shaped hats to resemble the iconic witch's hats.

Pumpkin Patch Popcorn: Toss popcorn with orange-colored candy melts and mix in candy corn for a pumpkin patch-inspired snack.

Goblin Grapes: Dip green grapes in white chocolate and let them dry, then draw faces on the grapes with edible markers to create goblin faces.

Kalabar's Cauldron Snack Mix: Create a snack mix with a combination of spooky-themed candies, pretzels, and popcorn, paying homage to the movie's villain.

Marnie's Magic Wands: Dip pretzel rods in various colored candy melts and decorate them with edible glitter or sprinkles to create magical wands.

Mummy Hot Dogs: Wrap hot dog sausages in strips of crescent roll dough to resemble mummies.

Halloweentown Candy Apples: Dip apples in caramel or chocolate and decorate them with colorful sprinkles, resembling the magical atmosphere of Halloweentown.

Witch's Brew Punch: Mix green fruit juices and lemon-lime soda to create a "witch's brew" punch, complete with floating fruit.

Sophie's Spooky Smoothie: Blend together berries, banana, and spinach for a nutritious and vibrant green smoothie.

Jack-O-Lantern Quesadillas: Use a pumpkin-shaped cookie cutter to create jack-o-lantern-shaped quesadillas, filled with cheese and your favorite fillings.

Halloweentown Candy Corn Parfait: Layer orange and yellow fruit, yogurt, and whipped cream in parfait glasses to resemble candy corn.

Marnie's Magic Potion Jello Cups: Prepare colored gelatin in cups and place a gummy worm or other spooky candy inside for a "magic potion" effect.

Creature Chocolate Bark: Create a colorful chocolate bark with a mix of colorful candies, pretzels, and nuts, representing the creatures of Halloweentown.

Halloweentown Candy Kabobs: Thread a variety of Halloween-themed candies onto skewers to create festive candy kabobs.

Ghostly Marshmallow Pops: Dip marshmallows in white chocolate and add black icing or edible markers to create ghost faces.

Witch's Broomstick Snacks: Attach pretzel sticks to the bottom of cheese or peanut butter cracker bites to create broomstick-shaped treats.

Halloweentown Pumpkin Seeds: Roast pumpkin seeds with your favorite seasonings for a delicious and nutritious snack.

Spellbook Cookies: Decorate square cookies to resemble spellbooks, using colored icing or edible markers to create magical designs.

Magical Fruit Wand Skewers: Thread fruit pieces onto skewers and top each skewer with a star-shaped piece of fruit for a magical touch.

Halloweentown Chocolate Cauldron Cakes: Bake mini chocolate cakes and decorate them with fondant or icing to resemble cauldrons. ---

TIM BURTON: Striped Beetlejuice Cookies: Bake cookies with black and white stripes, reminiscent of Beetlejuice's iconic look.

Edward Scissorhands Snack Platter: Create a platter with an assortment of finger foods and snacks, referencing Edward's unique scissorhands.

Nightmare Before Christmas Jack-O-Lanterns: Carve or paint pumpkins with Jack Skellington's face from "The Nightmare Before Christmas."

Corpse Bride Blue Velvet Cupcakes: Bake blue velvet cupcakes with white frosting, embodying the essence of the Corpse Bride.

Frankenweenie Dog Treats: Make dog-friendly treats in the shape of Sparky, the dog from "Frankenweenie," for furry friends.

Miss Peregrine's Loop Snacks: Serve circular snacks like mini sandwiches, cookies, or crackers to represent the time loops in "Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children."

Charlie and the Chocolate Factory Candy Bar: Set up a candy bar with a variety of colorful candies and chocolates, inspired by Willy Wonka's factory.

Big Fish Fishy Crackers: Offer fish-shaped crackers as a nod to the storytelling in "Big Fish."

Sweeney Todd Meat Pies: Create savory hand pies filled with meats or vegetables, referencing the infamous meat pies from "Sweeney Todd."

Alice in Wonderland Tea Party: Host a whimsical tea party with an array of teas, finger sandwiches, and pastries inspired by the characters in "Alice in Wonderland."

Beetlejuice Striped Jello: Make colorful striped jello cups to pay homage to Beetlejuice's striped suit.

Edible Scissorhands Pretzels: Dip pretzel sticks in white chocolate and use dark chocolate drizzles to create mini Edward Scissorhands.

Coraline Button Treats: Decorate cookies or cupcakes with fondant buttons, reminiscent of Coraline's button eyes.

Dark Shadows Dark Chocolate Truffles: Make dark chocolate truffles and serve them as a nod to the mysterious nature of "Dark Shadows."

Big Eyes Cookie Art: Decorate cookies with edible markers or icing to resemble "big eyes," inspired by the work of Margaret Keane.

Frankenstein-Style Monster Mash Dip: Create a layered dip with various ingredients to resemble the "monster mash" concept.

Vincent Price's Gourmet Cheese Platter: As a tribute to Vincent Price's involvement in Tim Burton's work, create a sophisticated cheese platter.

Alice's Eat Me, Drink Me Treats: Make miniature treats labeled "Eat Me" and "Drink Me," inspired by "Alice in Wonderland."

Peculiar Children Candy Pops: Craft lollipop treats with peculiar designs that mirror the characters in "Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children."

Mars Attacks Alien-Themed Snacks: Serve green snacks, alien-shaped cookies, or alien-themed cupcakes as a playful reference to "Mars Attacks." ---

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Sanderson Sisters' Spellbook Cookies: Decorate cookies to resemble the Sanderson Sisters' spellbook, with edible markers or icing.

Broomstick Pretzels: Create broomstick snacks by attaching pretzel sticks to cheese or peanut butter cracker bites.

Black Flame Candle Cupcakes: Bake cupcakes and use black frosting to mimic the look of the Black Flame Candle from the movie.

Salem's Cat-Shaped Cheese Platter: Arrange an assortment of cheese slices to create a Salem cat face on a platter.

Witch's Brew Punch: Mix purple fruit juices with lemon-lime soda to create a vibrant and bubbly "witch's brew" punch.

Hocus Pocus Popcorn: Toss popcorn with colorful candy melts in shades of orange, purple, and green for a festive popcorn mix.

Amuck Amuck Amuck Muddy Buddies: Make muddy buddies (also known as puppy chow) and label them "Amuck Amuck Amuck" for a playful touch.

Book and Broomstick Snacks: Serve a variety of finger foods and snacks alongside a "book" (spellbook) and "broomstick" (pretzels).

Witch Hat Strawberries: Dip strawberries in dark chocolate and use orange or black icing to create witch hat designs.

Thackery Binx Cat Cookies: Decorate cookies to resemble Thackery Binx in cat form, using edible markers or icing.

Witch's Potion Parfait: Create colorful layers of yogurt, fruit, and granola in cups, resembling a magical potion.

Witch's Cauldron Dip: Prepare a warm and cheesy dip served in a cauldron-shaped bowl, perfect for dipping chips or veggies.

Hocus Pocus Charcuterie Board: Arrange a variety of cheeses, cured meats, crackers, and fruits on a charcuterie board with a witchy touch.

Black Flame Candle Pretzel Rods: Dip pretzel rods in black candy melts and add red or orange sprinkles to resemble the Black Flame Candle.

Magic Wand Fruit Skewers: Thread fruit pieces onto skewers and add a star-shaped piece of fruit at the top, resembling a magic wand.

Witchy Trail Mix: Mix together nuts, dried fruits, and candies in vibrant colors to create a witchy-themed snack mix.

Spellbinding Cupcake Cones: Bake cupcakes in ice cream cones and decorate them with colorful frosting to look like enchanted ice cream.

Booook Chocolate Bars: Wrap chocolate bars with custom "Booook" wrappers to resemble the iconic spellbook.

Winifred's Green Smoothie: Blend together green fruits and vegetables for a nutritious and magical green smoothie.

Salem's Cat Tail Pretzels: Create cat tail-shaped pretzels by shaping pretzel dough and baking them to golden perfection.

Whether you're sipping on a vampire's kiss mocktail or unravelling the mysteries of a crystal ball candy, each bite and sip will be a step deeper into the enchanting narratives that have captured our imagination for generations. So, grab your coziest blanket, queue up the films, and prepare to embark on a journey that merges the magic of the supernatural with the irresistible allure of culinary creativity. It's time to celebrate the season and let your taste buds join in the captivating tales of vampires, zombies, werewolves, and witches.

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No Big Deal

Chapter 1: A Story Served with Pancakes

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Alejandra Sanchez is an average girl starting her Sophomore year of high school. She’s got good grades, great friends, and a loving, if a bit dysfunctional, family. Perfectly normal… almost. There is something that makes Ale different from the rest of her family, the rest of the world even. She’s only 4 inches tall. But it’s fine, her height hasn’t stopped her from living a perfectly normal human life and nothing’s gonna stop her now. That is until one night she encounters someone and he’s just as small as she is. Her whole world view shatters as she encounters someone who knows what she is, a borrower.

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Alejandra dashed into the Queen’s hedge maze, the entire deck following closely behind. She hoped to confuse them but she didn’t really know the maze any better. She knew she couldn’t out run them for long, they were cards after all. They didn’t need to breathe, or eat, or rest, if the Queen demands, “Off with her head!” They won’t stop until heads rolled.

Unfortunately for Alejandra, her breathes we’re getting slower, her steps heavier, she was going to collapse any second. She stopped by the rose bush she had helped to paint red earlier. Little did she know then that would be exactly what lead her to becoming a fugitive, mere minutes away from saying goodbye to her own head. She could not rest easy as the stomping of the guards’ marching grew louder and louder. If she could not out run these soldiers she had to come up with a plan, her only two options being to hide or fight. The clearing she found herself in was large and spacious with no obvious hiding places in sight. She could attempt to hide in the walls of the maze itself but she worried the sound of the leaves rustling would alert the guards to her hiding spot. The only other plan would to be to prepare for a fight, but that don’t seem like a viable option either. She had just used up most of her energy running and even if she had her full strength 1 V 52 hardly seemed like an even match.

As the stomping and the shouts drew closer and closer, Alejandra resigned herself to her fate. She sat down at the foot of the rose bush and hugged her knees. She prayed that maybe now would be the time she would wake up from her dream, that her alarm would pull her back to reality before it became a nightmare. But no such thing happened. She did everything to stifle her tears but she just couldn’t hold back any longer. Tears ran down her cheeks like water from a waterfall. This whole thing felt too familiar. It was just like this when she first fell down and found herself in that wondrous little hallway with the impossibly tiny door. At the time she thought she never escape the hall until she had found the bottle simply labeled, “Drink Me.”

Then another memory came rushing back, one that inspired some spark of hope within her.

Alejandra reached into her pockets and pulled out two pieces of mushroom from either pocket. She had encountered a snobbish caterpillar earlier that afternoon who had instructed her to eat a piece of his mushroom to change her size.

“But which is which?” She muttered under her breathe. She had too much on her mind to remember which piece should make her grow and which piece would make her shrink. Lost in thought she didn’t realize how close she was to being found.

“I THINK I KNOW WHERE SHE WENT!”

“WELL WHAT ARE YOU DOING JUST STANDING THERE, LEAD THE WAY 8!”

Their shouts were too close to be coincidence, they were going to corner her any second now. With no better ideas she ate both pieces whole. She hoped they’d still have an affect on her and not cancel out.

“If it makes me grow bigger, I stand a fighting chance… and if it makes me grow smaller, I can hide until they give up the search..”

“Halt!” Came a shout from one side of the clearing, “By order of the queen!”

The guards had finally caught up and the mushroom was not having any sort of affect. In a panic, Alejandra tried running to the exit on the other side of the clearing only to run into another group of guards. Their pursuit pushed her back to the center of the maze until she was completely surrounded.

Two cards, the Ace of Hearts, clearly the leader, and the Ace of Spades, very clearly the executioner, stepped forward.

“Alejandra,” the Ace of Hearts began to read aloud from a large scroll, “You have been declared guilty of heinous crimes against our beloved Queen of Hearts including but not limited to conspiracy to cover up illegal white roses by painting them red, causing chaos in the courtroom, insulting her majesty, so on and so forth. By order of the Queen you shall lose your head effective immediately!”

The Ace of Hearts grabbed Alejandra before she could attempt any sort of escape while the Ace of Spades happily prepared his axe, lifting it above his head. Alejandra tried to fight back, doing everything in her power to free herself from the Ace’s grip, but she couldn’t get him to budge. A terrible feeling began in her, was this stress? Was it terror? She shut her eyes waiting for the axe to swing when she felt the Ace’s grip loosen. Suddenly, confused shouting began amongst the crowd.

“What’s this?”

“How dare she do such a thing!”

“This shall be added to your list of crimes I assure you.”

Alejandra opened her eyes to see that she was now nearly two feet taller than the soldiers, and still growing at a rapid pace. She realized that feeling wasn’t fear, at least not entirely, it was the mushroom finally taking affect. Looking down she could see the cards attempting to flee from her, trying not to be crushed under her feet. She felt herself stop growing and by then her head had grazed the clouds in the sky. As for the soldiers below?

“Hmm..” She bent down with a cocky grin, picking up the two Aces, “What was that you were saying?”

The Ace of Hearts wriggled in her hand, clearly terrified but doing his best not to convey it, “Y-You are breaking the rules! You shall put me down, make yourself an appropriate size, and properly face your execution!”

The Ace of Spades nodded in agreement.

“Why should I listen to you?” Alejandra tossed them aside and watched as they floated down like autumn leaves, “You’re nothing but a pack of cards.”

While several cards retreated, just as many tried fruitlessly to attack Alejandra. However at this size, even their weapons did nothings. Alejandra would simply brush them to the side with her foot, they weren’t a threat any longer.

Suddenly, a sinking feeling at the pit of her stomach made itself known. She knew that feeling, what it meant… She wouldn’t be this giant any longer, she was beginning to grow smaller. Afraid of what might happen if she found herself at her normal size amongst the aggravated guard she ran. Her first giant steps kicked up large clouds of dirt and dust that blinded the remaining perusing cards. As she stepped over the walls of the maze she felt herself getting smaller and smaller, faster and faster. Luckily she was able to escape the Queen’s domain by the time she returned to her normal size, but she didn’t stop shrinking. She kept running and running, shrinking and shrinking until she found herself seeking refuge under a towering tree root.

She took a moment to compose herself and check her surroundings. She assumed she was in a very dark wood of some kind, but something wasn’t right. The area didn’t look like she was in a forest filled with trees and plants and the fantastical creatures she expected from this place. No, it was more accurate to say that she found her self in a pitch black void with outlines of trees and grass extremely sparse and just barely visible to her eye. She had never been here before nor did she think she could navigate in such a massive space that was nothing but darkness. Instinctually she leaned her hand against the root she was hiding by and through she could barley see it, she most certainly felt it was there. She felt around the ground until she found what felt like a giant leaf. She did her best to fashion it like a tent or even a giant blanket. She felt comfortable resting there for the time seeing as she didn’t hear anything that sounded like the cards’ patrol.

“I-I’ll just wait here til dawn,” She said to no one in particular, “When the sun rises I’ll be able to see, and maybe find a way home then.”

“But there is no dawn here,” No one in particular replied.

Startled, Alejandra looked around for the source of the voice, finding nothing. That is until the no one began to laugh. Alejandra jerked her head up and noticed the moon, the only clearly visible thing in sight. Its beautiful crescent descended down and oriented itself into a large smile as the owner of the smile materialized in front of her, the Cheshire Cat. His fur seemed to glow in the darkness, it’s color overwhelming the space around them. Alejandra had encounter this mischievous cat earlier, but she was much bigger than him earlier and it was hard not to be intimidated by his wide grin now that that alone was significantly larger than her.

“What- What are you doing here?” Alejandra yelled, fearing her voice would not be heard unless she did.

The Cat looked down, finally acknowledging the girl with his eyes rather than his grin, “I noticed you found yourself at a dead end, thought I could lend a paw so to speak.”

“This isn’t a dead end. I was stuck in a dead end back the Queen’s maze, but this place is huge. In the morning I can look fo-“

The Cat cut her off, “But there is not morning in Tulgey Wood, and this is a dead end because you’ve stopped moving, but haven’t reached your end,” Then there was a pause, “Unless this is where you want to call your end?”

“I- no! I don’t want to spend of my life here! I want to wake up already! I… I WANT TO GO HOME.”

“Home? If you want to go home, and you go home by waking up… why haven’t you woken up already?”

That question stuck Alejandra like a ton of bricks. Why hasn’t she woken up? It wasn’t for a lack of trying. Was she just trapped in this dream for the foreseeable future? All she could muster was, “I don’t know…”

“I see, perhaps,” His spoke, grin unchanging, “I could help?”

“Help? Help how?“

“Isn’t it obvious? I can wake you up.”

“You can? Then please, wake me up!”

“I don’t think I should right now.”

“What?!” Alejandra wanted to scream so many thing at this troublesome cat but she felt like her lungs couldn’t continue for much longer, “You just told me I should wake up and now you refuse to help me?!”

“You see, Alice, my services come at a price. Are you satisfied with who you are right this second?”

“What does that have to do with your price?”

“That is the price, Are you satisfied with who you are right this second?”

Before she answered, Alejandra took a moment to ponder the question. Was this some weird trick? Had she some how changed as a person between now and when she first fell down? She didn’t hesitate a second longer, she was happy with who she was now and after everything she’s gone through, she’s ready to go home.

“Yes,” She said, “I am satisfied with who I am right this second.”

The Cat’s grin found a away to grow wider, “Very well,” He took a few steps closer to Alejandra who in response backed up until she back struck the root behind her and she could move no more. “You see Alice, in order to wake up, first you must fall asleep.”

As he said this, the tip of the Cat’s tail had lightly brushed Alejandra’s forehead. In that moment she felt a rush of clam and drowsiness overcome her body. She blinked a few time and found herself now laying on the ground which now felt as soft as her bed.

“Goodnight Alice.”

Then she drifted into a deep, deep slumber.

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“Then what happened?!”

“Oye, not so loud, you’ll wake up the neighbors like that.”

“Sorry Mamá, but that can’t be how the story ends! That still doesn’t explain why Ale’s so small.”

“I’m getting that part.”

Ms. Sanchez had finished washing the last dish and took a seat at the kitchen counter next to her youngest son, Marcelo, “Now promise me, that you’ll finish your breakfast as I finish the story, Sí?”

Marco stabbed the last bit of his pancake and stuffed it in his mouth, turning to his mom with a proud smile, “Yes Mamá”

“Dios Mio” She muttered as she corrected her son’s table manners. “So when Alejandra woke up, she was back home in her bed but she brought a bit of magic back with her.”

Marcelo swallowed the last of his food and gasped, “The mushroom!”

“Well, yes and no. You see when the Cheshire Cat asked Ale about her being satisfied with who she was, she though he was asking if she felt like a good person. What he actually meant was her height, she was still a few inches tall after all.”

“So, he sent her back home, but at the same height she was at that moment?”

“Correct.“

“How did you and Papí react?”

“How did we react? Dios Mio, we were absolutely shocked, but Ale explained the whole story to us. Of course we wouldn’t have believed it if she wasn’t standing in our palm when she told us.”

“Mamá, will Ale ever grow back to normal?”

“Well, you’re just gonna have to ask your sister that.”

Marcelo nodded. He grabbed his plate and dashed to the kitchen sink placing his dish in the sink and trying very desperately to reach the handle to turn the water on. His mother, of course, turned it on for him, and he began cleaning his plate Mrs.Sanchez called out, “Oye Mijos, Marcelo already finished breakfast, if you don’t hurry you won’t have time to eat! Same thing applies to you Jośe!”

From upstairs she heard her oldest son, Juan Carlos, “Be down in a second, just waiting on Ale!”

Down the hall she could hear her husband, Jośe, accompanied by the sounds of haphazard typing, “Just finishing up this document, save me some pancakes!”

As Marcelo finished cleaning his dish and drying his hands, they could hear the cacophony of foot steps, Juan Carlos’ racing down the stairs and Jose’s rushing from the first floor office. It was only the first day of this school year, and already the familiar sounds of the family frantically getting their footing were falling into place. Mrs. Sanchez sighed, she wouldn’t have it any other way.

“I’m here,” With a stack full of documents barely in hand Jose took a seat at the table, “Did you save me any-“

“Pancakes?” Mrs. Sanchez handed Jose his breakfast before he finished his thought.

He leaned forward to give his wife a kiss, “Rosa, what would I do without you?”

“Make your own breakfast?” She quipped, “Don’t take too long. Marcelo needs to be dropped off in 40 minutes and your are not leaving without cleaning your plate.”

Jose looked up, his face already stuffed, nodding as of to say, I understand.

Rosario pinched the bridge of her nose, “Jose, small bites please. You’re even worse than Marcelo.”

Marcelo, who had been checking to make sure he had everything in his little backpack, chuckled with delight. It’s always fun when you get a win over a parent, even a minor one.

“Morning!” Entering the kitchen was Juan Carlos, but he wasn’t the one to greet them, “What’s for breakfast?”

Sitting on Juan Carlos’ shoulder was a small figure, barley 5 inches tall. Her hair was tied back with a bread tie to keep it in place. Despite the huge size difference between her and the everyone else in the kitchen, no one seemed to bat an eye at her presence. Makes sense, this is her family after all.

Juan Carlos took a seat at the table next to his father while letting the tiny girl climb down so she could take a seat on the table top itself.

“Oh look at you two,” Jose said nearly teary eyed as he cut his pancakes into more manageable bites, “Sophomores already… time flies. How’s the uniform Ale? Not too baggy, right?”

The tiny girl posed for her father, “It’s perfect dad. Not too baggy at all!”

Juan Carlos snickered, “Gee, it’s like it was tailor made for you.”

Mrs. Sanchez put down another plate of pancakes, this time for her son. She then addressed her smallest, “Ale, I made chocolate chip pancakes this morning but I know that it gets really messy. Would you like something else?”

With out hesitation Ale responded, “Can I have a slice of strawberry then?”

“I don’t know mi amor, the juice is just as messy as the chocolate chips…”

“Mama,” She pleaded, “I’m not a toddler, I can have strawberry without staining my clothes. Besides, dad just made me this uniform, you really think I’d be so reckless that I’d ruin it before making it to class.”

“Alright,” Rosario put her hands in the air as if surrendering, “One strawberry slice it is.”

While her mother rummaged through the fridge, Ale was greeted by her larger younger brother, “Ale!” He had his face pressed against the table.

Alejandra ran to the edge of the table, “Hey kiddo! Excited for your first day of 5th grade?” She playfully messed with his hair as she asked.

“Yup! Papi’s taking me this year! I’m super excited to see Justin and Danny again too!”

“Good, I’m glad.”

“Ale can I ask you something?”

Rosario passed by with Ale’s slice of strawberry, handing it to her on a napkin. To her, it was less of a strawberry slice and more of a strawberry steak. “Yeah of course, what’s up?” She replied before taking a bite of her sweet steak.

“Are you gonna grow back to your normal size?”

Ale was dumbfounded, What is he talking about? Ale’s eyes shifted until she found herself looking her mother’s way. She shot her a confused look while her mother responded with a suspicious grin. On a hunch Ale asked, “Did mom say anything about being bigger before?”

Marcelo nodded excitedly, “Yeah! She told me about how you followed the white rabbit and how the Cheshire Cat asked if you were ready to go home and-“

Above her, Juan Carlos nearly spat out his drink. She looked up to see him stifling his laughter. Ale rolled her eyes and held her hand up to Marcelo before taking another bite of her strawberry. That explains it, she thought. “Well Kiddo, I’m not sure if I can grow back, not without going back to Wonderland at least.”

“Oh…”

“But that’s ok,” She began, “I’ve been this small for years and I am satisfied with who I am. And I know Mom and Dad and even JC like me like this too. You’re ok with having a tiny older sister, right?”

“Of course! I love you no matter what Ale! I just feel bad that you can’t go back.”

Alejandra sighed before finishing off her strawberry. She wiped her lips with a piece of the napkin before returning to the edge of the table. She gestured for her brother to put out his hands. He did so and she stepped on before he brought her closer.

“Don’t feel bad kiddo, I’m just fine. Sure there are things I can’t really do at this size… but there’s so many cool things I can because I’m this size!”

“Like sneaking in my bag and coming with me to school?” Marcelo asked.

Jose interjected with a concerned tone as he took his plate to the sink, “Which is not happening again.”

Ale laughed, “Yes, like that. What I’m trying to say is that I’m not upset or sad I’m like this ok?“

“Promise?”

“Promise. I’m fine.” Ale leaned forward and gave Marcelo a boop on his nose which made him giggle.

“Alright, Macelito!” Jose bend down to meet his son at his height and place a hand on his shoulder, “We better get going, don’t want to be late on the first day. Say bye to your sister.

“Bye Ale!” Marcelo placed his sister back on the kitchen table. He grabbed his backpack and his father’s hand and headed for the door. “Bye Mama! Bye JC!”

“Have a good day!”

“¡Te Quiero Mucho!”

“See ya!”

When Ale heard the door shut, she turned her attention to her mother, who was putting away the dishes. “Mom,” Ale called, “We need to talk about this.”

“¿Que Pasa? You didn’t stain your uniform did you?”

“No, I mean we need to talk about this story you keep telling Marcelo.”

Rosa stopped what she was doing to take a seat at the table. She knew her daughter preferred to have conversations face to face as opposed to across the room. “What about it? It’s a fun little story, no harm in it right?”

“I mean, I guess? But don’t you think Marcelo is too old for it?”

“Yeah mom,” JC joined in as he washed his dish, “You should tell him she’s Tinker Bell’s lost cousin instead.”

“Not funny JC!”

“But he loves that story,” Their mother began to lament. “He always believed you were something out of a fairytale. You should hear him at school, ‘My sister has been to Wonderlnad you know!’ He takes such pride in it.”

“I get it, but maybe you should just tell him the actual story? I’m not magically shrunk I’m was just… born like this.”

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“But where’s the fun in that?” She asked so plainly. Ale could only facepalm.

“I can’t win with you, can I?”

“Mija, I’m just teasing. It’s just, I love telling that’s they as much as Marcelo loves hearing it. But, you’re both growing up so fast. Giving up on the story feels like admitting you’re basically adults now.”

Ale put her hand on her mother’s, she gave her a sincere smile, “Mama, Marcelo’s 10. He’s not gonna move out and get a job just cause you slow down with your story telling.

“It’s not that simple it’s… well….” Mrs. Sanchez struggled to put her thoughts into words, after a moment she just settled for, “You’ll understand when you have kids of your own.”

Ah, mom’s classic conversation ender. Not a moment later, they heard a loud honk from outside. Ale didn’t have the best view of the window from where she stood, but she knew exactly what was outside.

“Bus is here,” JC gathered his things before walking up the table, “You ready to go Ale?”

“Yeah you have my bag right?” JC nodded and pointed to his backpack’s front pocket, “Then I’m good to go-hey!”

JC picked up his sister by the back of her shirt and placed her on his shoulder, “You got a good grip?” He asked.

“Yeah, but a warning would have been nice.”

“Juan Carlos, how many times have I told you to be careful with how you carry your sister?”

“Mom, she’s fine, we do this all the time.”

“Dios Mio, I hope you don’t do this kind of thing at school.”

“I don’t!”

Ale concurred, “He doesn’t.”

Mrs. Sanchez sighed before stretching out her arms, “Alright, give me a hug before you go.”

JC was pulled into his mother’s embrace, both of them being mindful of Alejandra who had to settle with hugging her mothers arm.

“¡Besos! I love you.”

“Love you too!”

“See you later mom!”

Finally free of his mother’s grip, JC made it out the front door and towards the bus. The door swung open and as JC stepped inside, the bus driver greeted them, “Morning, I’ve got both of you on with me, right?”

JC turned so that the bus driver could better see Ale, “Morning Patty!” She waved to ensure Patty could see.

The driver, Patty, nodded, “Good to see you. Careful finding your seats.” JC and Ale both gave her a thumbs up before making their way further down the bus. The bus was decently full, the Sanchez siblings knew they were one of the later stops. Ale always found it amusing seeing the other students turn their attention towards her and her brother as they boarded. She’s known most if not all of these kids her entire life, but seeing a tiny person casually riding on a human shoulder never seems not interesting. There were plenty of empty seats but Ale and JC were looking for someone in particular…there she is!

“Hattie!” Ale called out. Luckily her friend heard her small voice over the other students. Ale felt her brother walk straight for Hattie’s seat as soon as he made eye contact. When he made it to Hattie’s seat he held out his hand for Ale and she rode it until she made it into Hattie’s hands.

“Keep an eye on her, make sure she doesn’t hurt herself.” He said as he passed his sister off to another student.

“Oh please,” Hattie scoffed, “Ale is perfectly capable of taking care of herself.”

JC smirked, “That’s nice and all, but I was actually talking to my sister.”

Ale laughed as Hattie feigned offense. JC then took his seat closer to his friends, leaving the girls alone for the remainder of the ride.

“Hey Hattie,” Ale greeted again, “What’s up?”

Hattie held her hand up to her face so that she and Ale would be properly facing one another, “Oh not much. What up with you?”

“Well, I had a funny thing happen with my little brother this morning.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, he asked about Wonderland again.”

The girls laughed at the absurdity of it all. They continued to go back and forth, sharing anecdotes until they made it to school.

#Guys… This one has been in my drafts for ages #finally got around to finishing the first chapter #I really like this story so I’m excited to finally post it #No Big Deal #NBD #title is subject to change…. still not sure about it #g/t #giant/tiny #gt #giant tiny #borrower #borrowers #g/t community #gt community #g/t writing #gt writing #mighty writes

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pls tell us perfume recommendations!! i want to get into the art of having my own signature scent but i feel like the world of body mists and perfumes is so vast. do you have any recs for like sweet, fruit like scents? i feel like a lot of perfumes r very floral like and i am not a fan of them :”(

omg please i love when people ask me perfume questions. i’m a gourmand girl who doesn’t love florals on me and i have a lot of favorite fruity scents ranging from lotions and body sprays to perfumes!

- anything snow fairy by lush is a very sweet, candy like flavor. like strawberry bubblegum. SO distinct but the lotion or dusting powder layer so nicely with other sweet gourmands

- i’d be crazy if i didn’t include bath & body works somewhere here bc they have so many scents and a lot of them are very layerable with perfumes. my faves are strawberry soda (self explanatory, VERY spot on smell imo) and blueberry pancakes (love blueberry scents and it’s very buttery too, smells so good)

- soft by al rehab is a very affordable perfume oil that to me smells like very powdery candied citrus. layers beautifully and i get compliments on this one all the time as well!

- if you’re interested in higher end scents, fraaagola saalaaata by hilde soliani is a really sweet salted strawberry scent that i think smells SO good lol, i got a sample of it and am obsessed. the full bottle is like $140 but samples are pretty widely available online!

- sugar milk co has a range of really fruity gourmand scents and i love everything i have by them. they have a strawberry milk one i really want to try but i def think they’re worth looking into bc they have a lot of options! also the small roll ons are like $18 and i have 4 they’re so cute and worth it

- i’m (unfortunately) a fan of tom ford perfumes but i’m cheap so i bought a dupe of lost cherry and it smells sooo good. it’s called cherry smash by ALT fragrances and it’s really nice if you’re looking for a more mature fruit scent. it smells like sweet boozy cherries, i love it and it lasts ALL day on me

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this is so fucking awful and self indulgent so I can understand if you pass this one but can I get wesker w an s/o who uses hewwo speak when reallllly stressed out? I do that irl and it's a bad habit of mine but at the same time I don't wanna stop bc it low-key brings comfort

YOURE THE FIRST PERSON TO SEND ME AN ASK EVER!! THANK YOU! and dont worry, self indulgense is my specialty! im also very sorry for this being a few days late, i havent had any time to write anything because i was making an Ash Williams cosplay for a horror convention i just got back from!!!

I havent proof read this so there might be errors and mistakes! sorry!

im also writing this while very exhausted from a convention so i hope it good!! healing through fanfic >:3 i hope this is close or around anything to what you had in mind!!

when he first hears you talk like that hes gonna give you a blank look

like he would just ask you a question about what you wanted for dinner and you would respond back tiredly in that way of speaking and he would just pause for a second and look at you

"why are you speaking like that?" hes blunt

he doesnt mean it in a bad way hes just,,, confused??

so you explain to him that its a habit of yours to talk that way when youre stressed out and its a semi comforting stress reliever to you

he instantly wants to know whats stressing you out

he said he would take care of it and have it done for you if its causing you to be so stressed

even if its a person or some customers getting under your skin depending on your job

says he has ways of making them never making you stressed again

actually kinda likes the way your way of speaking changes when youre stressed

something about it dripping off your tired lips just makes him want to wrap you up like one of those cat burritos

but he also doesnt want to hear it because it means youre stressed

and he doesnt want you to be stressed

BUT AA CUTE OWO VOICE

if you can pick it up, everytime to speak he just very faintly smiles

or at least his face relaxes a bit more

even if you try to tell him its alright and that you can get it done yourself he will insist that you tell him and let him take care of it

he ushers you out of the kitchen and into the bathroom where he starts to draw a warm bath for you, will even put in a bath bomb of your choice if you wish into the bath

while youre soaking in the warm water trying to relax a bit hes out making your favorite dinner or meal

hell if you want he will make pancakes for dinner or another type of non dinner meal for you

youre sitting in the warm water and just start to melt into it

theres a knock on the door a little while later, its Al telling you your food is ready :)

so now youre full, clean, and some of the stress weight has been lifted off of you knowing your lovely partner is going to help you (or completely take care of) the thing that is stressing you

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"you didn't have to do aww that fow me you know." you say, nuzzling into Wesker's chest. He held you in his arms under the warm covers, you laying on his chest with your arms wrapped around him and his around you. Your chest felt lighter than it had when you first got home for the day, it felt fuzzier.

"I know dearest." he gave you a small kiss to your forhead.

"I weawwy mean it. you do so much fow me awweady and youwe awways busy, i dont want to make you stwessed mowe than you awe just becasue im stwessed." you shift and crane your neck to look at him in this position.

His red eyes stare into yours as a smile finds its way to his lips. "Sweetheart." he paused to kiss your nose, "You're one of the few beings worthy of leading this new world with me. your pretty little head doesnt deserve any stress what so ever, and i mean that."

You felt your face go a tad red and your heart swell. for Wesker being,,, well,, Wesker, he really could be sweet sometimes. You burried your face back into his chest causing him to chuckle, the reverberation sounding so different as you were on his chest.

"I love you dear, and that cute voice youre using." his chuckle then lowers and extends, turning into a soft purring. you shut your eyes and lean into his purring, the sound starting to lull you to sleep.

"I love you too Al."

#i read your blog and saw you loved purring wesker #i really hope i did okay at least on this as this is my first request ever and i wanted to do it justice #wesker x reader #albert wesker imagine #albert wesker #albert wesker x reader #albert wesker dbd #resident evil imagine #resident evil wesker #resident evil x reader #fluff #fluff x reader #comfort x reader #how do i tag this

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Tag 7. 10.07.2023

Essen und mehr Essen. Wilson stand früh auf, um in die Stadt zu fahren und mit Julia Hotelfrühstück zu genießen. Er trank Guava-Saft, aß Pfannkuchen und genoss Frühlingsrollen. Webster stand später auf und fuhr in die Stadt, um mit Nic einen Uni-Professor zu treffen. In einem deutschen Restaurant, wo Webster Kasseler aß, sprachen wir über Wirtschaftsthemen und über die Rolle Chinas in Asien. Sehr interessant, wie wir beide fanden. Wilson ging währenddessen ins Geschichtsmuseum Singapurs mit Julia und lernte viel über Singapurs Gründung und dessen Wachstum als Migrationsland. Daraufhin trafen wir uns an der Singapore Management University (SMU) wieder, wo wir verschiedene Leckereien zu uns nahmen. Es gab Knödel, Hühnchenspieße, ein mit Sesam gefülltes Gebäck, Kaffee und Limonade.

Wir fuhren dann zu Marina Bay Sands, die Hauptattraktion entlang des Wassers. Wir probierten verschiedenes lokales Gebäck - leider keine Konkurrenz für deutsche Brotkunst. Danach ging’s zusammen mit Shonas Eltern zu den Gardens by the Bay in den überdachten Botanischen Garten namens „Cloud Forest“, wo es Pflanzen aus aller Welt gab (sortiert nach Kontinent). Wir nahmen dann den Aufzug hoch zur Supertree Observatory, wo wir zwischen den berühmten Baumkronen entlangliefen. Uns dreien (Webster, Wilson, Julia) gefiel diese Grünfläche besonders gut.

Zum Abendessen ging es erneut in ein Hawkers, eine lokale Fressmeile. Wir marschierten alle einzeln los, um Überraschungsgerichte zum Teilen zu bestellen. Wilson bestellte Stachelrochen, Webster Tiger Prawns, Shona malaysisches Satay, Nic Chicken Wings und Julia andere Sataysorten. Dazu gabs Zuckerrohrsaft, englisches Ribena (ein beliebtes Getränk aus Trauben) und Limonade. Wir genossen das Festmahl und unterhielten uns lebhaft. Zur Verdauung liegen wir zurück zu Marina Bay Sands, wo wir die Wassershow miterlebten. Die Fontänen tanzen zur Musik während Lichter die Wasserprojektionen beleuchten. Sehr pompös. Heute war absolut spitze und krönt die erste Woche unserer Asientour. Danke alle fürs Mitlesen, wir freuen uns die Erlebnisse mit euch teilen zu dürfen. Falls Bekannte den Blog-Link nicht haben, dann schickt ihn gerne weiter! Bei Fragen kommt gerne auf uns zu! Viele liebe Grüße aus Singapur, Wilson und Webster.

Day 7. 10.07.2023

Food and more food. Wilson got up early to go into town and enjoy hotel breakfast with Julia. He drank guava juice, ate pancakes, and enjoyed spring rolls. Webster got up later and went into town to meet a university professor with Nic. In a German restaurant where Webster ate Kasseler, we discussed economic topics and China's role in Asia. Both of us found it very interesting. Meanwhile, Wilson went to the Singapore History Museum with Julia and learned a lot about Singapore's founding and its growth as a migration country. Then we met again at the Singapore Management University (SMU), where we indulged in various delicacies. There were dumplings, chicken skewers, sesame-filled pastries, coffee, and lemonade.

We then went to Marina Bay Sands, the main attraction along the waterfront. We tried various local pastries - unfortunately, no competition for German bread art. Afterwards, we went with Shona's parents to Gardens by the Bay, specifically to the covered botanical garden called the "Cloud Forest," where there were plants from all over the world (organized by continent). We then took the elevator up to the Supertree Observatory, where we walked among the famous tree crowns. The three of us (Webster, Wilson, Julia) particularly enjoyed this green space.

For dinner, we headed to a hawker center, a local food street. We each went off on our own to order surprise dishes for our potluck. Wilson ordered stingray, Webster got tiger prawns, Shona chose Malaysian satay, Nic went for chicken wings, and Julia tried different types of satay. We enjoyed sugarcane juice, English Ribena (a popular blackcurrant drink), and lemonade. We savoured the feast and engaged in lively conversation. To aid digestion, we returned to Marina Bay Sands, where we witnessed the water show. The fountains danced to the music while lights illuminated the water projections. Very grand. Today was absolutely fantastic and crowned the first week of our Asia tour. Thank you all for following along; we are delighted to share our experiences with you. If friends don't have the blog link, please feel free to pass it on! If you have any questions, don't hesitate to reach out to us! Warm greetings from Singapore, Wilson and Webster.

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I thought I would put together a place for all my steve/bucky fics. Sorted into series and standalones, and marked if they're WIPs.

Updated: 24th October 2022

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🥇 lane lines series [4/4 parts]

tags: swimming au, olympics au, rivals to lovers, slow build, university au, sports au

#1: lane lines 🏊‍♂️ | 132k (15/15) | mature

Steve Rogers has spent his entire life swimming and now is poised to take the Wakanda 2024 Olympics by storm. The only thing he’s missing is a friendly rival to help get him there. Enter Bucky Barnes, who doesn’t seem to take the sport quite as seriously despite his raw and enviable talent. Steve hates him. Bucky doesn’t care. That makes Steve hate him more.

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#2: lumiere 🖼️ | 5k (1/1) | mature

Bucky’s not looking at the paintings, he’s staring at Steve with his teeth caught between his bottom lip. “Do you know that your eyes light up when you talk?” Bucky tells him. “You gesture a lot with your hands.” Steve looks over, suddenly shy, as he becomes aware that he’s been talking for an awfully long time. “I’m sorry, I’m probably boring you. I learned all about it and I never get to talk—” “No, it’s fine. I love it. It’s been the most enjoyable part of the day. I like seeing you so excited about something that’s not the pool.”

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#3: new traditions 🎄 | 6k (1/1) | mature

Steve spends his first Christmas with Bucky. There's some old traditions and maybe some new ones.

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#4: treading water 🌊 | wip | mature

Olympic swimmer Bucky Barnes always believed that when the time came to retire, he would walk away with his medals and world records firmly in the history books and never look back. He never thought the water would leave him first.

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👨‍👨‍👧 al, pal and alpine series [6/12 parts]

tags: kid fic, alpine, established relationship, marriage, domestic, family fluff, light angst

the question 🛏️ | 3k (1/1) | teen

“So what did she ask this time? Why is the moon so big?” Bucky asks, rooting through the dresser. “What makes stuff fall, can Alpine understand her, why does she have to eat carrots?” Steve counts off. There’s a pause. “Then she asked The Question.”

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the pancakes 🥞 | 7k (1/1) | teen

Everything is fine until midway through Wednesday when Bucky’s phone lights up with a message: MISSION PARAMETERS CHANGED. ETA SATURDAY. GOING RADIO SILENT Then another message pops up two minutes later: Everything is okay. I love you both — kiss Allie for me Then everything seems to get worse.

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ballet shoes 🩰 | 4k (1/1) | teen

“If your daughter is serious about ballet, she needs to be aware of how to present herself. I have told her this myself.” “Wait a second, wait. You spoke to my daughter about her weight?” Bucky can’t see beyond the white fury that’s pounding behind his eyes.

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post-match ⚽ | 4.8k (1/1) | teen

Steve sniffs and wipes at his nose with the back of his hand. “We had a fight. She’s in her room.” A fight? Steve and Allie might disagree but they don’t fight. At least not to the point where Steve is visibly upset instead of just frustrated. “What happened?” Bucky lowers to his haunches and lightly squeezes Steve’s shoulder in reassurance. Steve presses the palms of his hands against his eyes at the touch. “She said she hated me.”

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london calling ✈️ | 11k (2/2) | teen

They’ve been on vacations before and there’s some bickering; stupid fights over who was supposed to remember the sunscreen and who is going to drive. Not Steve and Allie leaving Bucky in the middle of the street. Not Bucky choosing not to follow.

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mouth bones 🦷️ | 4.3k (1/1) | gen

Steve frowns when he sees the confusion on Bucky’s face. “You don’t want to keep our daughter's first teeth? Her baby teeth?” Bucky shrugs. “They're just mouth bones.”

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coffee stains ☕ | 6k (1/1) | teen tags: meet-awkward, shrunkyclunks, post-avengers, inspired by notting hill

“Wow, you have a lot of… patriotic memorabilia around your office,” Bucky observes. “Do you, like, cosplay or something?” He chuckles before his eyes suddenly snap towards Steve. He looks back at the costumes hanging off the mannequin and then back at Steve, staring in horror as realisation dawns. “Holy shit, you’re Captain America,” Bucky says at the same time Steve replies with: “I’m not sure what cosplay is.”

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be kind, rewind 📼 | 47k (8/8) | teen tags: 90s au, movie references, getting together, slow burn, shrunkyclunks

It’s 1994 and Bucky Barnes is stuck in a dead-end job at Blockbuster trying to figure his life out. Until a recently unfrozen Steve Rogers walks through the door and asks him for film recommendations.

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off the record 📰 | 37k (5/5) | mature tags: shrunkyclunks, post-avengers (2012), reporter!bucky barnes, meet-ugly, avengers tower

The Avengers have a problem. Six months after the Battle of New York, public opinion is beginning to turn on them and they are in dire need of a PR boost. Reporter Bucky Barnes needs to impress his boss enough to get a promotion onto the Features desk. This assignment might get him there, but the fact that he really hates the Avengers is the least of his problems today…

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