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this scene altered my brain chemistry
#eddie munson#joseph quinn#stranger things#stranger things vol 1#stranger things 4#eddie munson stranger things#the hellfire club#joe quinn#netflix#eddie deserves better#corroded coffin#eddie in s5#eddie as kas#my favorite felon#god i miss you so much#oh no! here comes trouble#please come back to me#it’s not funny anymore#living up to that munson name
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What if in the Percyverse they all meet like in spiderman, but instead of all their spideysenses going off they actually just get a bunch of amber alerts for themselves that all combine together
#percy jackson is my favorite felon#and war criminal#and murderer#and thief#and the list goes on#percy jackson#pjo#percy jackon and the olympians#heroes of olympus#percyjackson#rick riordan#rrverse#pjo hoo toa#pjo fandom#pjoverse#percyverse
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how i’ve been feeling recently .
#the sun vanished#the moment someone shit talks my favorite series is the moment i become a felon#i am so ride or die for this series if people dare slander it you know i’m in their replies screaming at them#no art today guys sorry
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god okay y’all mind if i make a quick appreciation post for my mama??
she’s genuinely the best person i think that has ever walked on this planet tbh she’s so kind and sweet and caring and giving and she loves so unconditionally like i know in my heart of hearts when she tells me she wouldn’t change a single thing about me that she actually MEANS it. i’ve always been weird and i never really fit in but she ALWAYS made me feel included and loved and i could tell her anything about me and she’s so understanding??? there’s not a single thing i could ever do to annoy her even when i’m shut down or when i’m hyper or when i’m a hour late or i’m freaking out and refusing to leave the house like she is just ALWAYS on my side and it feels so NICE to just HAVE someone that always wants to be next to me???
specifically making this post bc lately i’ve been stuck on this vocal stim where when i’m really frustrated or upset i start barking (like a little dog,,,, it’s,,,, a lot) even when we’re in public or around strangers i can’t help it doing it just makes me feel better and instead of being like “bou stop doing that” she will literally just start barking with me bc she knows i feel silly about it and i know we look wild doing it but idk just having a mom like her is the coolest thing ever and i wish i could give her every single thing she deserves and then some
#i just love her so much#she’s diagnosed manic bipolar so she really understands when I’m having episodes and she always knows the right things to do to help me#she’s been a housekeeper for almost 10 years now and she wants to get a new job#specifically working with flowers bc she has a gift when it comes to gardening and flower arranging#like she makes it an art form#but she’s a convinced felon so I’m worried she’s gonna have a hard time finding a job#all that stuff is way in the past but y’all know how it is out there for former inmates it’s ridiculously hard#i just want my mom to spend the rest of her life playing in the dirt and smelling flowers#i don’t want her to ever clean someone else’s toilet or make someone else’s bed besides her own ever again#so on that note lmao#if anyone knows any floral shops in the greater houston area that are chill as fuck#hit my line bc my mom deserves to be happy#also she told me directly that I’m her favorite child and she never lies so :)
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My mom found some folders of old schoolwork from my brother in one of her desk drawers, and you know I POUNCED on the packet for the grade 3 reading project. I want to know what the kiddos are reading always. Plus, direct comparison to my third grade reading log. Anyway, he read...
My Side of the Mountain by Jean Craighead George (class-assigned, which, wow, that seems more like a grade 6 book? at least grade 4.)
And then four books he read independently --
The BFG
The Wreckers by Iain Lawrence (that is definitely a middle school read! it would have been shelved in the teen section of the public library back then, when the teen section encompassed protagonists as young as 12 or 13)
The Islander by Cynthia Rylant (Rylant Rep!!)
and...oh shoot, I have already forgotten. It was an orphan train book but not the one by Joan Lowery Nixon, something geared toward younger readers.
EDIT: i just remembered two more titles I saw in his handwriting, though I can't remember if they were independent or assigned reads or what the context was -- Frindle and The Phantom Tollbooth
#third grade#a day in the life of televinita#they had to make a venn diagram of their similarities and differences to the main character in MSotM#my favorite: 'he is a book character; i am not a book character'#love picturing the teacher having an 'i GUESS!' moment in reaction to that#second favorite: 'he has a falcon; I do not have a falcon' except he spelled it FELON#p.s. when do you think *I* read Wreckers?#if you guessed 'at age 25' you are correct!
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I've seen a lot of posts about Batman using his Bruce Wayne alter ego for the good of Gotham: job programs for felons released from prison, orphanages, charities, high wages for his employees, ethical business practices...the legendary post where Bruce Wayne goes to Wal-Mart.
Thus far I've never personally seen anybody really dig into the persona of Bruce Wayne the Billionaire Playboy. A handsome, rich, powerful man who always is seen at fancy galas, art openings, charity dinners, and wild parties with at least one beautiful woman on his arm.
We know Bruce Wayne is the mask, and its Batman who has a...complex love life, depending on the iteration we're talking about. Talia, Catwoman, sometimes Wonder Woman.
Bruce Wayne's dates, on the other hand, are all "normal" people. Maybe they're an aspiring actress, a supermodel, a prima ballerina, the occasional reporter...and every time there's that bit of nervousness at the start.
Sure everyone knows Bruce Wayne. Everyone knows the story with him. Sometimes his wilder parties make the news, but there's never really been anything nasty reported about him. Never...allegations. But he's a billionaire. He's one of the most powerful people in the whole city, nevermind the country. If he did have some skeletons in his closet. Well. Men with power have a way of making those kinds of stories go away, don't they?
As time goes on the Date's fears dissipate pretty quickly. Bruce Wayne is nothing but polite, kind, and at times charmingly awkward in an 'raised by his butler in a mansion' kind of way with his dates. Some of them can tell he's holding back, of course. Maybe the more perceptive Dates notice he's smarter than he lets on - playing the himbo or hamming up the "no-nothing rich boy" act to the cameras or some of his wealthy peers.
He also listens, is the thing. He's always listening to what they're saying, is interested in hearing about their careers, their hobbies, their lives. Really listens, too. Might refer to something a Date said weeks later off-hand. Buy out the whole museum for a private dinner date with a famous painting from an obscure artist they like, or a private performance with another's favorite band.
He has anecdotes and funny stories for days that somehow says very little about his personal life. The Dates know he has kids (it's practically a running gag in the news that Bruce Wayne has adopted yet another orphan) and maybe she might spot one of them at the mansion, but Bruce seems very keen to shelter them from any intense spotlight and scrutiny, and they all seem happy if a bit weird like him.
Eventually, there's drifting. He's a very busy man, with a very busy schedule. On more than on occasion his nice old butler will call and extend apologies that Mr. Wayne will not be able to make it this evening. Sometimes it's virtually impossible to get a hold of him over the phone. After a while they stop trying. None of them feel quite surprised by that. In the end, it just doesn't work. Sure, he's a little distant and doesn't make himself emotionally available...but he's not a bad person.
Especially when the so-called "exes" of Bruce Wayne start networking. Gotham isn't a small city, but the social circles Bruce Wayne travels in aren't as big. They don't quite gossip or complain about him. More like...who else would get it?
(I touched his side once and he winced...like he'd been hurt real bad there. He laughed and said it was tackle polo. How does that even-?)
(Somehow, after two dates, he saw right through me and listened while I told him what that casting director tried to do. He nodded, gave me the contact details of a law firm, and said not to worry about the legal fees.)
(I don't know for sure it was him, but it can't be a coincidence that my building got bought out from under my shitty landlord and we were all able to buy our apartments under market value.)
(He got my brother in the best rehab program in the city after his relapse. It probably saved his life. We'd stopped dating months ago, I still don't know how he found out.)
(He gave me a card with a phone number and told me that if I was ever in trouble to call it. Said one of his cars would come to pick me up, any time, any place, no questions asked. The one time I did have to use it after a bad party, it was Alfred.)
I think any tabloid reporter digging around for salacious stories or dirt about Bruce Wayne's love life would be completely and politely stonewalled when they try asking his former Dates. Even when money is offered. Every single one of them.
#I like to think Alfred is like...a mythological creature#to all of Bruce Wayne's exes#though lets be honest the kids too#Damien just feels like an intimidatingly intense kid who would ignore if outright avoid them#but would immediately talk to any of Bruce's dates if he spotted cat hair on their clothes#''I would like to see pictures of your American shorthair''#''Uh...hi. How did you know-?"#Bruce Wayne#Batman#Secret Identities#Headcanons
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Heyy Idk if this is how you request but we'll see......
Could you maybe do like a singer!reader who writes like dirty af songs abt Spencer and then Penelope shows the song to the rest of the team and they all start low-key bullying him and continue making comments abt it while on a case or something like that??
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XOXO-
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okay i don't know any DIRTY DIRTY songs so i apologize if this isn't that great 😭 let me know if you want another one that shows different songs! ALSO I IMAGINE THE READER SINGING A DIFFERENT OUTRO TO NONSENSE EVERY NIGHT JUST LIKE MS SABRINA CARPENTER
cw: implied sex, reader talks sings about getting head and being handcuffed
wc: 610
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“Oh, hey pretty boy.”
Spencer walked into the bullpen to see the majority of the team huddled around Derek’s desk with amused looks on their faces. He tentatively continued his walk, but immediately froze in place when he heard the video playing from the computer.
“This song’s catchier than chickenpox is.
I bet your house is where my other sock is.
Woke up this morning, thought I’d write a pop hit.
How quickly can you take your clothes off, pop quiz?
My man’s IQ is one-eighty-seven.
When he’s going down on me I’m in Heaven.
Handcuff me to the bed like I’m a felon.”
Her laughs could be heard from the video, and Spencer’s face immediately turned fifty shades of red.
“So, where were you last night, Reid? You know, when you said you couldn't join us for drinks.”
He rolled his lips into his mouth at Emily’s question. Everyone had an expecting look except for Penelope… She seemed guilty. “I uh, I was at a concert…”
“What concert?” JJ’s question was presented as innocent, but it was everything but that.
“My girlfriend’s,” he mumbled lowly, barely loud enough for them to hear.
“Could you repeat that?”
Spencer glared at Derek, he knew exactly what he was doing. “My girlfriend’s.”
“Well hot damn, you finally admitted it!”
“I wasn't keeping it a secret. I'm just not as open about my love life as the rest of you are.” He huffed and brought himself over to his desk.
“Well, Garcia was kind enough to show us a video she found online and we didn't know what to expect… who else has an IQ of one-eighty-seven?”
Spencer whipped his head over to Penelope with wide eyes.
“I’m sorry!” Her hands went up in her defense. “I just– I love her music and I couldn't make it to the concert in D.C last night so I was watching videos that people took and it doesn't take a genius to know who she's talking about when we know you so well.” Her words were quick, and she was huffing to breathe when she finished her sentence.
Spencer groaned and put his head in his hands.
“I think my favorite song of hers is Nasty.”
Spencer winced at Emily’s words as everyone else laughed. They definitely are going to have a field day with him.
“I love Espresso.” The humor in JJ’s voice was evident.
“So It Goes… and Guilty as Sin? might be the top contenders for me,” and Derek just has to add on. “Tell us, Reid, are scratches down your back?”
Spencer stood up and went towards the coffee machine, ignoring the laughs and references they were making. He was allowed about three minutes of solace before Penelope hesitantly tapped his shoulder with a shy look on her face. “We got a case. Everyone’s at the round table.” He gave a nod at her words and followed her, ears perking up when he heard her singing under her breath, “don't want to wait on it. Tonight, I wanna get nasty.”
He suppressed the groan waiting to come out, and sat down at the table when he felt a buzz in his pocket.
Y/N: made it to philly!! love you, be safe today. text me whenever you're free 🫶
He was about to message back before Hotch walked in, “We’re going to brief as quickly as possible. We're headed to Philadelphia.”
He knew Penelope knew the next stop on Y/N’s tour, and could feel her eyes boring into the side of his face. He was mentally preparing for the jokes as soon as they stepped out of the conference room.
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songs that i imagined reader wrote about spencer:
nonsense by sabrina carpenter
nasty by ariana grande
espresso by sabrina carpenter
so it goes... by taylor swift
guilty as sin? by taylor swift
dress by taylor swift
#spencer reid#spencer reid x fem!reader#dr spencer reid x reader#dr spencer reid#spencer reid x reader#criminal minds
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a domesticated rafe cameron
summary: a bf headcanon for sir rafe m.f. cameron
notes: *NSFW NEAR THE END* i have been seeing so many headcanons for rafe as a bf recently and i used to do these all the time for other fandoms and people and holy fuck i miss and love them.. allow me to indulge myself. also a lot of these are not simply him being touchy or super cute positive ones bc he’s canonically a murderer and drug addict and felon sooo akdjdjd we all of course romanticize him but i just thought i’d say that. lemme know what you think !
tags: rafe cameron x reader
i think rafe is a very complicated kind of lover
he’s a complex ass dude as it is, so that obviously reflects in your relationships
your relationship probably started unconventionally, either because of a fuck up or drunken mistake or maybe even meeting him randomly on a golf course or on the beach and just immediately being drawn to each other
he wants someone that challenges him a Little bit but really just wants someone to go with the flow and let him take the lead
he already gets enough direction and bossy shit from his family
(probably a couple arguments have sparked because of that; he sees too much of rose or ward in you. it’s also something that draws him to you, though, so take it with a grain of salt)
on the topic of arguments, you two are no stranger to them
he always ends up apologizing though, even if you started it—he’d just much rather have your mouth on his than have it yelling at him and knows there’s always a way to get you back on his side
he’s a proud man, so his apologies are usually in the form of him complimenting you or giving entirely hypothetical situations in which he Possibly Might Be Sorry
you take it because it’s probably the best you’re gonna get
he shows his love and affection in a little different ways that other people you’ve dated
of course he’s no stranger to PDA
in fact it only puffs his chest that you want to be seen with him and touch him
he’ll never admit it, but he loves when you kiss his face
like duh,
but not just his lips, he really likes when you kiss him on the temple or just press your face to his cheek or peck at his jaw
he also likes when you hold onto his belt when getting his attention or trying to move him
a lot of your dates involve watching a movie or TV show, because truth be told he is a home body
maybe not his home, but def a home body
your house is a reminder that he is apart of your life; he sees the pictures, the movie tickets, his favorite chips (salt and vinegar, ew i know), or spares of toothbrushes and his clothes in your closet
in any social situation he is either looking at you, thinking of looking at you, touching you, or asking people where you are
he cannot stand to make small talk without his emotional support girlfriend at his side
you’re just so much funnier than all these other people
he prides himself on his ability to make you blush, and does it any chance he gets
he doesn’t really get to laugh a lot, as he is either in distress or about to get punched or reprimanded, so you’re always whispering some joke into his ear to get him to laugh. your success rate is much better than anyone else’s in his life
he knew he loved you when you grabbed his hand during a dinner you were at and some politician walked in with a very apparent and badly concealed nose job. you just mouth “oh my god” and he had to snort to cover up his laugh
you were also all dolled up and cute and sexy that night so that may have had something to do with him knowing he loved you
he is also a great communicator
it’s not in his nature to hide his feelings because they’re so fucking obvious on that expressive face of his
and he never knew he could have so much fun texting until you came along
now he’s a regular emoticon user
weird, right?
now onto spicy things,
you’ve never known a partner to ask you how you feel more than Rafe
it’s a praise thing, you think
he wants to hear that he feels good, that right there, that he fucks you so good, that he’s perfect for you
the nonverbal sign that all those are true is when you throw your head back and a gasp is caught in your throat
the very idea that your breath is stolen every time he does something good makes his heart skip a beat
his cheeks get very red while you’re having sex, so your cool fingers are usually petting them or pressed near them
you have a thing for his legs
i mean come on
he just walks around like that all day
he walks around with a dick like that in his pants all day, and you’re supposed to just ignore it?!
absolutely not
you especially like when he wears those hoochie daddy 5 inch inseam swim trunks, because you get to see where his skin gets a little paler and softer and it makes you get goosebumps at the thought of where it leads
those trunks are a treat usually, saved for a special occasion where he doesn’t have to be around his family and he can have you in his lap, hand trapped between your legs
let’s just say you two fuck like rabbits
two beautiful young adults, what else occupies your time?
it gets a little annoying for other people when you’re apart of their dinner party, because you’re always late, but then learn to just deal with it
it’s better to not have a sexually frustrated rafe cameron that accidentally stabs through his plate of rice and vegetables like that one time at the island club with your parents when you licked up a drop of lemon sauce from your chin and his eyes nearly bulged out of his head
decidedly not a great time or place to act like that
anyways,
i just think while yours’ and rafe’s relationship def has its ups and downs like all other relationships, your recovery period after an argument is remarkably high
you both know you’re not mad anymore, so it’s not worth it to be bad communicators and make it worse
at the end of the day, there’s always space for you in his bed, and he always welcomes you with a slap on the ass and a whisper of “we’re totally fucking in the shower tomorrow”
(and yes. you do)
notes: i hope this doesn’t seem to scatterbrained, i may or may not end up adjusting or editing this later to be closer to what i think would be him
#obx#obx 3#rafe cameron#rafe cameron x reader#rafe cameron x you#rafe cameron x fem!reader#rafe cameron flufff#rafe cameron smut#obx headcanon#rafe cameron headcanon#rafe cameron imagine#rafe cameron fanfiction#rafe cameron fanfic#obx fanfic#obx fanfiction
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Imagine a Azul x Yuu/MC dynamic where, right out the gate, Yuu is having NONE of Azul's nitpicking on debts and repayments.
Azul insists on "fair compensation" for any little favor, every second of time that could have been spent swindling some poor unfortunate soul, and how does Yuu respond?
"No. I will not pay you back because I'm a little thief. A criminal. Your time and favors have been stolen and I am not compensating you for any of them."
Azul is flustered. Flabbergasted. Frustrated and stunned that someone dare throw a wrench in his little debt-and-payment schemes lifestyle.
What's worse is how beloved Yuu is by the other dorm leaders. Usually Azul could resort to blackmail if his little guilt trips fail. But this is the Ramshackle Prefect, monster tamer and master of Overblots. If he pushed too far, Azul would quickly become calamari.
So the best he can do is ban Yuu from the Mostro Lounge.
...which only sours his mood, for some reason.
The ban doesn't last long. Jade and Floyd actually never told Yuu about the ban, much more aware of Azul's feelings than himself.
Begrudgingly, his avoidance of the Prefect turns into an acceptance of their little criminal tendencies... with some banter. You think he'd pass off on the opportunity to get their attention toss some passive-aggressive comments their way?
"Well, if it isn't the Prefect. Here to empty my pockets again?"
"Perhaps you should turn that heap of rotting wood into a ship if you intend on being a pirate."
"Ah, if it isn't everyone's favorite felon."
And each time, Yuu smiles. Azul's cheeks go red, and he can only hope it doesn't show.
It does.
Yuu also notices how he lingers
Regardless of whether it's a subdued conversation, silent time spent in each other's company, or full-out bickering. It's like Azul is reluctant to leave.
So Yuu shoots their shot.
"I'm planning a big heist" they say to Azul one day, smile full of mischief. "Since you're the target, wanna guess what I'll be stealing?"
Azul let's out a fake sigh, as always, and feigns annoyance at Yuu's schemes.
"I'd rather you just tell me."
"Aw, you're no fun," Yuu complains. Azul's heart leaps at their pout.
"Fine. Perhaps you intend to commandeer the Mostro Lounge this time?"
"Mmm, no, something more valuable than that."
What could be more valuable than the Mostro Lounge?
"Your heart. Or hearts? If you have as many as a normal octopus does. Technically I'm going to steal all of you, though. This Saturday at ten sound good?"
The merman only had one, but if he had three, they all would have stopped. His mouth hangs open in disbelief.
"I- I-"
"Alright! I'll pick you up then, Captain Calamari!"
The Prefect was going to be the death of him.
#azul x yuu#azul x mc#azul x reader#azul ashengrotto#twisted wonderland#twst#twisted wonderland x reader#twisted wonderland imagines#octanivelle#disney twisted wonderland#twst azul#twst yuu#smooth yuu
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Hello, I was wondering if you could have any friends to lovers drarry fic rec for me? I enjoy slow burn with a kind and soft Draco (where he isn’t a bully) or one where draco stood for the light side of the war (so preferably during the war). I just want want to see Draco have a strong friendship with the golden trio, really! (I don't mind if the romance is a subplot. I just want a focus on Draco)
(I quite literally watched Harry Potter with my sister thinking Draco was going to have a hell of a redemption arc and was sorely disappointed... So here I am seeking for comfort fics)
Anyways thanks in advance!
Hi anon! I feel you, Draco’s redemption arc was poorly done and so frustrating :( I hope you’ll enjoy these as they combine slow burn, friends to lovers and redeemed Draco. Some are told from Harry’s pov and while Draco’s not always soft I think his characterization will be right up your alley. You might also enjoy GallaPlacidia’s Draco, her fics were taken down but you can find them here. Finally, I have also added my personal favorites redemption arc as a separate category, highly recommend them. Enjoy!
Friends to lovers slow burn:
Vortex by @xanthippe74 (T, 20k)
The idea of perfectly-matched soulmates feels more like a curse than a blessing to Draco. Who would want a soulmate who was a schoolyard bully, a Death Eater, and a convicted felon? Certainly not Harry Potter. And Draco is determined to take this secret to the grave.
Nice Things by aideomai (M, 22k)
The first thing that happened was Theodore Nott came back from France.
With Great Yawns and Stretchings by sugar_screw (T, 22k)
The coffee is very good. Really. And the cats are so cute. That's why Harry goes so often.
Moldova's Magical Tea by @aibidil (E, 32k)
Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, and—to everyone’s surprise—Draco Malfoy are opening a magical tea shop to revive wizarding tea culture and, hopefully, to bring the community together after the war. Harry, who is unemployed and trying to find his way in post-war society, wants to help his friends with their new business—but that means spending a lot of time around Malfoy.
Open For Repairs by @drarrytrash (M, 35k)
After the war, Draco works at a tv repair shop and Harry breaks things.
Follow the Water by @xanthippe74 (T, 38k)
Harry Potter’s life is fine. Maybe a little dull and predictable, but he shouldn’t complain about that, right? When he unexpectedly finds himself at Luna’s house one afternoon, Harry gets invited to join the secret wonderland that she’s creating with a surprising group of friends. Maybe a summer outdoors is just what a former hero needs to bring some zest back into his life.
Modern Love by @tackytigerfic (E, 61k)
Harry Potter, of all people, knows that life isn’t always fair. And no one gets to be happy all of the time. But surely there’s something more—something better—than a rubbish Ministry job, and a lonely old house, and that feeling that everyone out there is doing a better job of living than Harry is.
Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love by @aibidil (E, 80k)
In which a group of wizards' rights activists goes on the offensive after a prohibition against love potions, forcing the magical world to confront the horror of magic's role in sexual assault and the murky legal nature of consent. Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Draco are swept together to solve the case, and in the process they're made to confront their own love and lust—with and without potions.
At Your Service by Faith Wood (E, 95k)
Hogwarts students are in danger; Harry is determined to save them all. There's only one thing he knows for certain: Draco Malfoy is somehow involved.
All Life is Yours to Miss by Saras_Girl (M, 114k)
Professor Malfoy's world is contained, controlled, and as solitary as he can make it, but when an act of petty revenge goes horribly awry, he and his trusty six-legged friend are thrown into Hogwarts life at the deep end and must learn to live, love and let go.
My favorites - Redemption arc:
And Save Me From Bloody Men by @blamebrampton (T, 10k)
Draco Malfoy once watched others fighting to stop the world falling apart. This time, he's not just watching.
Slithering by astolat (E, 27k)
Draco found the nest down in the Manor’s cellars, while he was clearing them out.
Heal Thyself by astolat (T, 47k)
"Are you going for the course?" Lovegood asked. "You have the NEWTs.” “What course?” Draco said, then, “No, don’t be ridiculous,” when he realized she meant the notice pinned up on the board he’d been staring at: Applicants To The Introductory Mediwizard Course For The Coming Term Shall Present Themselves In The Chief Mediwizard’s Office By August 24th.
A Young Radical's Guide to Love by @blamebrampton (T, 66k)
Memories of the war are still fresh, which is all the excuse Decent People need to do appalling things. In this quietly waged conflict, Draco Malfoy is happy to be on the right side of things for once, and even happier to find he’s not alone.
A Thousand Beautiful Things by geoviki (M, 104k)
Draco Malfoy struggles with changed fortunes, shifted alliances, an ugly war, and an unusual spell, with the help of a concerned professor, an insightful house-elf, and an unexpected Gryffindor friend.
Changing Tides by carpemermaid (E, 109k)
Draco has spent half of his life spouting the things his father has taught him without much thought about how he feels about what he says. When he unexpectedly comes face to face with the Dark Lord, he grapples with the harsh realities of the world and struggles with his changing views on life.
Far From The Tree by aideomai (E, 112k)
The arrival of Harry Potter’s children—snapped back in time, the children themselves guessed, twenty or so years—was the most interesting thing to happen at Hogwarts for years.
By the Grace by lettered (T, 140k)
Harry is an Auror instructor. Malfoy wants to be an Auror.
Eclipse by Mijan (T, 287k)
Draco swore his revenge on Harry for Lucius's imprisonment, and Harry all but laughed at him. But Draco is planning more than schoolyard pranks this time. The old rivalry turns deadly when Draco abducts Harry for Voldemort. It's the perfect plan, guaranteeing revenge, power, and prestige, all in one blow. But when Draco's world turns upside down, the fight to save himself and Harry begins, and the battle will take them both through hell and back. If they come back.
Twist of Fate by Oakstone730 (T, 302k)
Draco asks Harry to help him beat the Imperius curse during 4th year. The lessons turn into more than either expected. A story of redemption and forgiveness.
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↬ ROTTMNT BOYS FINDING OUT THAT READER OWNS A KITTEN
rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles.
request: ❝ hello, can i request headcanons where the rise turtles react to the reader having a pet kitten? platonic or romantic, i don't mind, and gender neutral pronouns please ^^ ❞ — anonymous.
warnings: mentions of ticks, deworming, ringworm, fleas, mild swearing, unedited. could be read as platonic or romantic.
characters: raphael, leonardo, donatello, michelangelo.
writers note: cats, my all time favorite menace. I actually have one— well, that felon is my sisters, but I take care of her like she’s my damn cat. (sigh, I miss my cat 😔)
readers pronouns are not mentioned nor included.
*◌ೃ࿔ ┆RAPHAEL.
✶ raphael, the one who adores animals of all creatures. although, some of them don’t even like him half the time. most likely do to fear, or simply he’s not their kind of guy. raph is quite the scary and intimidating guy, yet he’s a major softy inside that scary shell. so, the first thing he does is try to smother the kitten, okay not too literally. however, in a more mature manner, he does try to help you with the kitten, especially if you just got it.
✶ raph will help you bathe the kitten if you find it off the streets. he highly recommends you to take it to the vet to see if it has any major issues, and he’ll definitely help you find the siblings and mother, that’s only if it’s not abandoned.
✶ he's really gentle with the kitten, especially knowing his size and strength. the kitten is smaller than his damn hands. he loves animals, he thinks he’s some kind of animal whisperer, snow white headass. let’s not forget to de-flea it, he will not help you pluck you out the ticks. he’s afraid of doing something wrong and the bug's head getting stuck inside the poor animal's skin.
✶ he’s fine with helping you remove the flea’s from its fur and putting medicine on it, but he will never pluck goddamn ticks from it. he does not fuck with them. and knowing that they also suck on anything that has blood? he’s good, he’ll have nightmares though.
*◌ೃ࿔ ┆LEONARDO.
✶ leonardo thinks kittens are cute. but he’ll only like them if they feel the same way about him. he’ll most likely back off if he sees or hears a cat hissing. he does not fuck with grumpy ass felines, sure they’re cute, but he does not care. leo likes kittens and he would like to have one, yet he can’t, because all the kittens and cats that he and brother brought home all tried to have their dad as their meal. which, of course, got them gradually kicked out of the sewers.
✶ leonardo definitely tries to help you with your animal, especially if it’s a stray. he’s had his fair shares of beef with stray animals and he’s won every single battle. (no he didn’t, he ran away.) he highly recommends you to get the animal checked for any worms and other issues that it may have. not only that, he’s cautions and he doesn’t want you nor himself catching ringworm.
✶ he probably steals cat food for you, since he can’t be seen by humans and all that junk. but if you’ve bought the kitten from someone, he’s definitely smothering the kitten. he’ll think of it as his child, the single child that he’s always wanted. leo likes animals, to a certain extent, and he’s aware of the responsibility of taking care of an animal, especially a kitten.
✶ leo is more than willing to help you out with it, just ring him up and he’s there in a flash, literally. leonardo thinks that cats are cute and fluffy. he likes their purring and how they swipe toys around with their paws.
*◌ೃ࿔ ┆DONATELLO.
✶ honestly, I see donatello as a cat person. he likes their independence and quietness. although he’s aware of how loud they can get and would literally knock just about anything off your desk. but other than that, he likes cats. when he heard that you had just gotten a kitten. he wants to immediately know if that kitten is healthy and to see a vet if it’s a stray. it isn’t surprising that he’s awfully gentle with said kitten.
✶ he’s there with you when you’re picking it up and he wants to hold it the moment you get it, because he said so. this guy absolutely loves cats, he thinks they’re cutest shits on the planet.
✶ he tells you which brand of food is good for the kitten and what litter you should use and what type of litter box you should also get for it.. which some of them are quite expensive. not too worry, he’ll find a way to get you those nice things for your little kitten who will grow up to be spoiled.
✶ he gets toys for the kitten and would love it if the kitten laid on his lap as he pets it. the only thing he doesn’t like is shedding, he doesn’t like things sticking to his clothes that he decides to wear during that day.
*◌ೃ࿔ ┆MICHELANGELO.
✶ he’s also someone who loves animals. he watches enough videos about animals and non-domesticated cats, which he does not like watching all the time, for good reasons too. he literally would help you take care of it, because he wants to and he likes to spend time with the little kitten. he doesn’t care where you gotten it from he just thinks it’s cute to watch over, especially since it’s small and playful.
✶ he’s definitely been scratched and bitten by it. he forgave it because it’s just a baby and they almost always acted out during those ages. if it’s a baby where it still needs a bottle and it’s been abandoned or the mother isn’t around anymore, he’ll take care of it for you if you can’t do it on those days when you’re busy.
✶ he doesn’t really care too much about the shedding that cats do, he keeps those sticky rollers around to take off the fur before he returns home from spending time with you and the kitten.
✶ this guy squealed when he saw the kitten laying on its bed. his first instinct was to hold it. mikey loves animals, so whatever you bring home, he’s the first one, other than his brother raph to hold it and pet it, because he said so. he also adopted it along with you and helps you with feeding and treatments, that’s only if the little one has any, and bought it treats and whatnot.
end - I finally did it. I’ve finally finished this. this has been sitting in the drafts for, not too long, I think. but I’m just glad to have this done, but I’m sorry you had to wait a while for me to finish this. it’s 5:23am so ima try to go to sleep, gm everyone.
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Awwww, darlings!
Look at their made family - it's so large and so oddball and so great! A bunch of IT people, some former felons (two of them are both IT geniuses AND ex cons!), a lawyer, a dance instructor, a couple of rock stars! Just the best messiest bunch!
Screaming into my hands:
The ending of the show killed me dead. Because the very last thing is his voiceover.
The implication that SHE IS HIS ENTIRE LIFE has slain me.
I am loath to say goodbye to something so exquisitely tailored to me - this drama didn't slack off for a second and made me invested in even minor characters, the OTP just might be my all time favorite cdrama OTP now and the whole drama is in my Top 5 cdramas, an only modern there (the other four are The Story of Minglan, The Rebel Princess, Novoland Eagle Flag and The Myth.)
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Today at Long John Silvers I accidentally told the wrong person that I want to marry them but they said yes??? And I can’t even actually afford to marry them because my Nissan got impounded and it’s this whole thing that the person i ACTUALLY meant to propose to knew all about and was very understanding of, but now I feel rude taking it back. They probably don’t want to be with a felon who hides guns in their dishwasher anyway but it just kind of feels rude to take such a magical moment away from someone you know? Anyway I love your tarot decks (I bought one of the mysterious ones with the blue dots) but it was unfortunately in my Nissan the night I got caught urinating in Publix and the poor thing got shoved in some police car jail. I can’t afford the new one because I needed to post bail again but I’m sure it’s lovely! I’m going to the St Johns cathedral tomorrow where they’ll bless your animals for FREE and I’m going to show my favorite priest (whose name starts with an x???) your website because after his wife left him he got really into betting on gym class races at the local YMCA and I think he needs a new hobby.
please stop taking life advice from my tarot cards I'm worried about you and your impounded Nissan
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One of my absolute favorite post-game dynamics in SV has to be Penny and Arven. The concept of this bulky, initially standoffish but secretly sweet / cute / goofy dude being best friends with a scrawny, socially anxious transgirl felon with enough snark to make a grown man cry is the funniest dynamic I've seen in a while. It's like having a great dane who is best friends with a super aggressive stray kitten
#she helps him with his math homework and he makes her hidden veggie pasta so she doesn't develop a vitamin deficiency#arven#penny#pokemon sv#i don't wanna clog their tags more than I already have but god I could talk about them for HOURS#mod vex
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Chapter Four
Warnings: Cursing, 18+, excuse any typos
Author's Note: I'm glad yall are enjoying it so far. Thank you for the asks you're sending in. Don't forget to interact and share the poets as well, that helps me a lot with all of this! Tell me what yall think of the addition of the texts. Also any gifs I use belongs to @annoyedkayah2395 ! I forgot to say that before but they're all made by her! My favorite gif maker! Enjoy!
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Chapter 3
For the morning and most of the afternoon Jon and Trinity kept the couple apart trying to get unfurnished out of both of them. The only way they were going to be able to help the way they agreed to was to do so. The mystery behind Nadine's attitude towards Zilla plagued them and from the outside looking in, the married couple knew not trying to figure it out would be detrimental to the young couple's relationship. While Jon and Zilla played the game in his man cave, Trinity and Moriah were sitting on the floor in her vanity room going through her wigs.
"Have you talked to your mom since Zilla said what he said?"
Moriah shook her head as she brushed through a hot pink wig. "Nope, I'm sure she's not happy. She was already mad that I hadn't called her in three months but I just couldn't."
"Couldn't what?" Trinity asked picking up a wig to brush.
She shrugged haphazardly. "I couldn't deal with her. On top of the stress of starting my job, Zilla's training and maintaining our relationship, I couldn't deal with the smart shit she says and the jabs she throws. The only reason I even called her was because Zilla said something."
"How does it make you feel when she says something about your relationship or Zilla?"
"It pisses me off, it always has. I hate it."
Trinity nodded.
"Did it stop during the eight years he was gone?"
She scoffed, "No, it just wasn't as frequent. I was mad at him but that didn't mean that she could say the shit she was saying, you know? When I was a freshman in college was when it started to taper off a little."
"Cause you were away at college?"
"Nope. Cause I started dating this guy," Moriah explained softly, "But once she found out that he was a pre-med and that he came from money, it picked back up. About how he was such a better choice and could do this and that for me."
Trinity raised her brows and shook her head. "Did that hurt your relationship with him?"
"Eventually. We were together two years too long."
"What happened?"
"We went to Georgia for Christmas break because I missed my dad, I talked my mom into going and that was a bad idea." She chuckled. "The whole time she was telling my dad how great Thomas was and all that other crap. And I remember seeing my dad looking at him with this hard face, when I looked at Thomas I realized why."
"What happened?"
"It was because he had this big ass grin on his face like he was enjoying being talked to at the expense of someone else. At some point, him and my dad were able to talk and it made my dad like him even less. Christmas morning he kept alluding to asking me to marry him, my dad flat out said no."
"He clearly wasn't a good person but I'm sorry that was your mom's fault. She made him feel like that was okay."
"You're right but he was also really arrogant, he just hid it well majority of our relationship."
"So what happened? Did he propose anyway?" Trinity asked switching out wigs.
"After my dad said no, my mom stepped in to say her peace and my dad asked me what I wanted to do. Told them that I wasn't ready to get married, I was barely 20."
"You weren't ready or you didn't wanna marry that specific person?" She asked with a brow raised making Moriah laugh.
"Both," she said quickly, "And my parents knew that, my mother was pissed. Then he made this big scene saying how I was stupid for even thinking about Zilla, he called him something else, and for thinking that I would have a good life with a felon. My mother of course agreed, telling me not to ruin my life."
"The nerve. He showed his true colors then."
"Yeah so my dad kicked him out right then, after he left my dad and mom argued. About what, I'm not really sure. I went to my room to call Ma and tell her Merry Christmas."
"That's sweet that you and her talked while he was gone." Trinity cooed passing a satin wig bag to her. "It sounds like your parents were on two different levels. Were they always like that?"
Moriah carefully placed the wig into the bag then at back on her hands. "Yes and no. From what I remember when they were married, they were happy but my dad bit his tongue a lot for her except when it came to me."
"Yeah? How long were they married?"
"Uuuh they got married like three years before I was born and got divorced a little bit after my eleventh birthday so fourteen years. A long time."
"Damn, why did they divorce?"
She shrugged. "All I know is my dad left his job at the time for his dream job and we were gonna have to move to Georgia and then I went from crying cause I was gonna have to leave Texas and Zilla to crying cause my dad was gonna have to leave me."
"Were they acting any different beforehand?"
"My mom was. She was so mean especially to my dad. That was when she started to vocalize to Ma that she didn't like Zilla or us being friends. Before it was just in the house, she'd tell my dad and me and occasionally say it while she knew he was in the house."
Trinity frowned, "She was taking her divorce out on yall?"
"I don't think so, I don't know really honestly."
"So let's talk about something that you do know," Trinity suggested with a small smile, "You gotta set boundaries with your mom, Rye."
She sighed sadly. "I try but she doesn't care. She tells me to stop being dramatic or stop being a baby."
"If she can't respect your boundaries then you need to have consequences. She's your mom but she doesn't get to disrespect you or your relationship." Trinity explained, maintaining eye contact. "You love him, don't you?"
"Of course."
"You wanna stay together?"
Moriah nodded.
"Then you need to do what you need to do. If you don't, you're gonna let her ruin your relationship."
"Yeah … I know. I gotta figure something out."
Down in Jon's mancave, the men were playing Tekken 7 having conversation here and there outside of the trash talking. Between the married couple, Trinity had a much better way with words and getting information slyly while her husband lacks that certain skill.
"You been talkin to your woman?" Jon asked keeping his eyes on the screen, pressing buttons.
Zilla glanced at him a few times out the corner of his eyes, making sure not to let his character to beat. "Huh?"
"Have you been talkin to Rye?"
"Uuh I live with her, I talk to her every day."
Jon sucked his teeth. "I mean about yo feelings, Uce. You letting her know if you good or if you're not good?"
Humming, Zilla focused back on the game. That was the same question his mom asked him damn near every day. He wouldn't say it out loud but he was tired of that question.
"She know I'm good."
"That mean no," Jon laughed, "That's ya woman, man. You don't have to hide shit from her. Especially when she already know when you not good."
He shook his head. "Nah, she don't. I'm good."
"Sayin that don't make it true," Jon reminded him putting his focus back into the game for a moment to make sure he didn't lose the round, "Tell me this. After you zone out and you get ya bearings back, is she watching you or staring?"
"I mean yeah but her ass always starin a hole in my face."
"Okay, does she have the usual look in her eyes or is it different?"
"Ion know," he shrugged, "Different."
"Okay so she know, I'm telling you. Yall known each other long enough that she know when you not okay and you know when she not okay. What's the point of having her if you can't talk to her?"
"I can talk to her, I just don't want to. Therapy was enough talkin, ion wanna talk about it no more." He responded honestly.
Jon paused the game to turn to his cousin. "I know you don't want to but it's good to talk about it. That shit gon start coming out in other ways that won't be good for you or your relationship."
Zilla sat back on the sofa, inhaling and exhaling deeply. "Ion wanna make her sad with my sad shit. Especially when she gotta deal with her weird ass mama."
"Do you care if she tells you her sad shit?"
"No," he answered quickly.
"So why you think she care of you tell her your sad shit?"
He shrugged. "Don't know. Shit hard."
"I know but it's worth it. Start small then grow, you'll feel better. I'm telling you."
"I hear you."
"Yall got a six hour drive back, use some of that time to start."
The phone call with his ex-wife still fresh on his mind Hassan decided to reach out to someone he knew would understand his feelings and thoughts. He would always love Nadine but her actions would always have a wedge between them. He sat in his den with the football game on mute and the phone call on speaker.
"Did our children call you to be a referee?"
Hassan laughed loudly, "Nope, that is a job meant solely for you. Neither of them ever like my referee style. How are you, Leata?"
"I'm pretty good. How about you?"
"I uuuh," he thought rubbing through his beard, "I'm alright. Didi called me yesterday."
Leata laughed, "I'm sure that was fun. What is it about my son this time?"
"It was them both apparently," he chuckled, "Rye hasn't called her in three months and as a thank you Zilla told her about them getting busy on the sofa."
Unable to help herself, Leata laughed loudly into the phone.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I know he shouldn't have but I'll be dammed if she didn't bring it in herself."
He laughed, "My thoughts exactly. But apparently that conversation gave her the urge to check on our babygirl. Although it's obvious that he's taken very good care of her."
She snorted. "That's obvious. She's going to visit them?"
"Ha! You know she's not going right now. She's wanting me to go."
"Awwee and you're gonna do it for your dear Didi," Leata joked.
"Negative," he answered jokingly, "I told her I would but I was already planning on going down there. I was calling to see when you were gonna visit."
"I'm not sure, I didn't wanna crowd them. Plus I was kind of hoping they'd come back for Thanksgiving or Christmas."
He hummed thinking, "Well Thanksgiving is next month so maybe they will. I can't wait that long or Didi will be up my ass. I'll probably go in the next couple weeks."
"She won't," she laughed, "She's too busy up Rye and Zilla's ass but okay. If they don't come for Thanksgiving, I'll probably go down there. If you wanna come down."
"That's no problem. Make sure you invite our favorite person."
Leata whistled. "Favorite is generous but of course. Moriah would never hear the end of it."
"Right. We'll talk soon. Call if you or our kids needs anything."
"Same to you, Hassan. Make sure you check on your Didi."
While Hassan and Leata spoke, Nadine was making a phone call of her own. She had spent most of the day before into the night doing searching until she found what she was looking for. The conversation with Zilla burned her up on the inside, he had beat her at her own game momentarily.
A deep baritone voice flowed through the line. "Hello."
"Well, well, Dr. Gardner. How are you?"
"I'm not doctor yet but I'm well. Who is this?"
"Nadine Parker. It's been a little while, Thomas. How's medical school?"
"Oh yes ma'am. It's been pretty good. How have you been? How's Moriah?"
Nadine smiled hearing his question. "I'm good. Moriah is fine, she moved out to Florida. She's working at Lakeland General now in the emergency department."
"Is she really?" He asked excitedly. "I'm in pediatrics there."
Nadine feigned surprise. "You do? Such a small world."
"I'll have to go down and see her. Is she single?"
Nadine groaned softly, "Unfortunately, she's not but I'm sure seeing you would make her come to her senses."
"Who is she's dating? Is he competition?"
She scoffed and laughed. "God, no. The jail bird could never compete with a doctor, son."
"Future doctor," he chuckled, "But noted. Do you when she works next?"
"Tomorrow, 7am to 7pm."
"Great, I'll be there tomorrow. Is she really with that felon?" He asked with a hint of laughter.
"Unfortunately she is. He's the one who moved her to Florida to wrestle of all things," she spat. "But it works out because you're there and you can show her the mistake she's made."
Thomas snorted, "Wrestling? I definitely have nothing to worry about, they drop like flies anyway. Thank you for calling me."
"Oh no, thank you, Thomas. You're saving my baby. Save my number and keep me updated."
"Yes ma'am. Have a good day."
"You too, son."
Happy with herself, Nadine did a little dance as she typed out a message to her daughter. The sun was going to start shining for her soon, all she had to do was be patient. Though she would have to suffer for a little bit longer, it would all be worth it to be rid of the man in her daughter's life.
Moriah's phone went off as they were leaving Jon and Trinity's neighborhood. The rest of their time visiting was spent with all four of them together, talking and playing. Their lives aren't bad in Orlando at all but it felt good to be with family for a few days as that's what they were used to.
"What's wrong?" Zilla asked seeing the frown on her face.
She shook her head. "Nothing, my mom texted me but it's weird."
"Weird how, Fat?"
"Ima read it to you," she responded still confused, "I love you guys. You both are gonna have an amazing day tomorrow. Call me after work, sweetheart."
It was Zilla's turn to frown. "That don't sound like Ms. Nadine. She either high, in distress or plottin."
"Exactly and knowing my mama, she's plotting." Moriah sat quietly thinking then groaned. "You don't think she's gonna pop up, do you? I'm not prepared for that."
He shrugged, "Ion know but if she does she can have the bedroom and we'll take the sofa."
Moriah pushed his shoulder, laughing. "Whatever you're about to say or thinking, just don't."
He laughed. "I wasn't gon say shit but I'm glad you and me on the same page. She better stay in the room if she don't wanna see Zilla and Fat gettin busy."
"Isayah Fatu! If she's in town, you're not getting any."
"Bullshit," he laughed, "If that makes you feel good to say but I know the truth, Fat."
"And what is the truth?"
Zilla looked at her from the road, a wide smile on her face. "Don't act like you don't know. Them nights that you stayed at home instead of with me, what happened most of the time?"
"Don't know what you're talking about, Fatu," she answered trying to keep her laugh in.
"You don't remember texting and calling me to come over after she went to sleep?"
"Nope, I didn't do that."
He laughed, "Oh you didn't? So you ain't call me poutin when I would tell you no? And I guess it wasn't you that sent me them videos either?"
She shook her head starting to laugh. "Nope, nope and nope. Wasn't me."
"You sure? I still got the videos," he grabbed for his phone and she snatched it laughing.
"Don't do that. I did not have sex with you in her house."
"You ain't sex with me in her house? Oh right cause I fucked you in her house. Got it."
Moriah covered her face laughing. "Fuckin hate you. You didn't have to say that. Filthy ass mouth."
"And you love it too. Don't you?" He asked in a lower tone.
She stared at the side of face. "I'm not doing this with you."
He put a hand on her bare thigh as he drove, squeezing. "Tell me you love it, Fat. Come on."
Looking between his hand and his face, Moriah scrunched her face playfully. "Fine, yes, I love it."
He hummed, "You love what?"
"Zay, no."
"Ima leave you alone when you tell me what I wanna hear."
She huffed softly, squirming in her seat. "I love your filthy ass mouth," she mumbled.
Smacking her thigh, he moved his hand back to the steering wheel, a smirk on his face. "That's my girl."
"You are a demon. Just 100% pure demon."
"Yeah and you like that shit too," he laughed.
The couple rode quietly for the next couple hours with Moriah going in and out of sleep. As he drove, Zilla thought about the conversation he had with Jon and tried to work out how to start the conversation.
"You have like a date or anything yet?"
"For my debut?" He paused got her answer. "Not yet. I got a meeting with Shawn tomorrow I think it is too talk about all that."
"Let me know so I can make sure I'm off and so I can make sure your family is there cause you'll forget."
He chuckled a bit. "Appreciate you."
"Are you excited?"
"Yeah but it's kinda fucking me up though."
Moriah listened quietly, giving her all of her attention.
"I'm excited but kinda sad too. My pops ain't ever missed nothin so I still expect him to be there," he explained keeping his eyes on the road, "And when I don't see him in the crowd or wherever I am, that shit gets me."
"Baby," she pouted as she reached over to rub the back of his neck, "He's not there physically but he's always there. You remember those pictures from your first match? The photographer was complaining and worried cause he thought you were gonna hate the pictures."
"Was he? Why? The pictures was dope." He asked glancing quickly at her.
"Yeah, because no matter what angle or where he moved that bright light was in every single picture." She laughed a little. "And when he was talking to me and your mom about it, your mom looked at the pictures, looked at him and was like it's just his dad, don't worry. So nonchalantly and she laughed with me saying how he was determined to be in your pictures."
Hearing that made him feel somewhat better, he remembered looking at the pictures thinking that same thing about the light but kept it to himself. Knowing that they thought the same thing let him know that he wasn't just trying to make that true.
"Damn," he smiled, "That's crazy. Sound like em though."
"It does. I know that you're still gonna scan the crowd for him, just know that he'll be there and he'll let you know. Hopefully it won't be a bright ass light all the time," she joked, "But either way, he's gonna show up for his baby boy."
He grabbed her hand, bringing it to his lips to kiss it then locked their fingers. "Thank you, Fat. I needed to hear that."
"Don't thank me for that, it's what I'm here for. I'm good for more than just cooking for you and getting busy, you know."
He laughed heartily, "Noted, baby. Ima remember that."
After dropping Moriah at the hospital the next morning, Zilla went to the Performance Center instead of going home for a couple hours. Hardly anyone was there that time of morning which meant less people for him to talk to and more time to get a workout in. While he was walking on the treadmill, he felt a hand on his back and stopped the machine immediately. He snatched his headphones off then turned around with a dial on his face.
"My bad, man. I ain't mean no harm. Just wanted to come speak, that's all." The man explained. "Trick. Good to meet you."
Zilla nodded wiping his face with his towel. "Shit, you good. Nice to meet you too. Zilla."
Trick smiled a little, "You already know I know who you are. Ain't no need in acting like that, man."
He shrugged modestly. "I appreciate that but I'm just me, just Zilla."
"Whether you Zilla or just Zilla, we know you are and you better know that shit too. Especially around here."
Zilla squinted at his words. "What that mean?"
"Some of these people around here vicious is all I'm sayin."
"Mmm, I hear you."
"Listen I know we just met and you have no reason to believe me but I'm bein sincere," Trick told him sincerely, "Me and Melo dealt with it, shit a lotta good people went through it. Just tryna look out for you. From one man to another."
Zilla nodded, he was unsure about Trick and his words. They sounded sincere enough but in this world he could never be too sure.
"I gotta get to a meeting so ima move around."
Not waiting for a response, Zilla went to the locker room to change before his meeting and thirty minutes later he was sitting across from Shawn Michaels.
"I won't keep you long, I know you have stuff to do around here but we need to talk debut for a second. I like to involve talent in their storyline and for them to be comfortable with what they're doing," he explained clasping his hands, "When you're comfortable the work is times better. Understand?"
"Yes sir, I got you."
"Alright so that being said we were thinking the last week of November. Gives us all enough time to work things out. Does that sound good to you or do you need more time?"
"Nah, that's good. I can do that."
"We think you'd work great as heel unless you think face is something you wanna try," Shawn paused, "Booker thinks highly of you as heel though."
Zilla shook his head, "Heel. I like being heel. It's fun for me bein like that."
Shawn nodded, writing a few things down. "Alright, heel it is. I'm gonna get with Hunter and Paul to come up with a little something for you but we also want you to come up with something too to bring to us. All of our resources are open to you, talk to your cousins I'm sure they'll help you out. I can put you in touch with some other guys that wouldn't mind helping you either."
He nodded thinking it over. "Alright, I'll let you know if I need em."
"You have a week before you meet with myself, Paul and Hunter. So don't wait too long."
"What's wrong, baby? They said it was an emergency. Are you hurt?"
As soon as the charge nurse told Moriah it was an important phone call from Zilla, her heart was in her throat. The few feet to the phone felt like miles because her mind had automatically went to the worst.
"Nothin wrong, I'm not hurt, Fat. Breathe, baby." He assured calmly.
"Toni said you said it was an emergency. What is it?" She asked still stressing.
He chuckled, "Its a emergency but not a bad one. I promise."
"Zay," she sighed trying to calm herself and her nerves "Don't scare me like that."
"My bad, baby. She just wasn't tryna give you the phone and I needed to talk to my baby. It's important."
She exhaled on a chuckle. "Start talking and hurry up, fool."
"Zilla got his debut date, baby!"
Moriah squealed alerting few of the doctors and nurses around her including Toni. She whispered an apology.
"When? When? I'm gonna take off for it right now."
"Tuesday after Thanksgiving! They gon keep me heel too."
Moriah teared up a little but quickly wiped her tears away. "I'll be there in the front row with my sign. I'm happy for you, Zay."
"That make me feel good. Thank you, Fat."
"You're welcome. I'm taking you out to celebrate my first day off. Somewhere special." She said softly.
He chuckled. "Word? I'm lookin forward to it."
"Good but I gotta go. I'll see you when you get here and do not block the door again."
"You need curbside service though," he laughed, "Don't work too hard. Zilla love you."
"Moriah loves you more, Zilla."
After she hung up, Toni came to stand to her left with a knowing smile on her face. Toni had been extremely welcoming to her and friendly since her first day. She was older than Moriah but it didn't bother them.
"From the squealing and the smile on your face, am I to assume that there was nothing wrong?" She asked in a hushed tone.
Moriah giggled. "Maybe."
"Uhuh so what did Mr. Man want? Did he interrupt my ED to say he was thinking about you?" She joked.
"Noo," Moriah sung out, "He got some good news and wants to share it with his baby."
"What was it?"
Moriah smirked playfully. "I would tell you but don't wanna interrupt your ED even more."
"You're on my list, DeBreaux."
Moriah laughed going towards the room, she heard her name being called.
After her shift, Moriah gathered her things then went to the nurses station to talk to Toni. She was wasting time since Zilla was running a few minutes behind. She didn't mind as she knew he spent a little more time at the PC to talk to Booker.
"What are you getting into tonight?"
"Nothing at all since I gotta be back here in the morning. Pick dinner up, eat, and fall asleep to whatever movie we pick out." Moriah laughed.
Toni rolled her eyes playfully. "You are such a old woman. Why don't you and Mr. Man go out?"
She shook her head. "Cause I know he's tired from training plus he's grumpy when he's tired."
"He grumpy or you're grumpy?"
"Who's side are you on?" She asked jokingly. "We are gonna go out when I'm off though. Gonna take my man on a date."
"Ooooh a date, huh? Should I get the pregnancy tests ready?"
"Absolutely not ma'am. No babies, not right now. But what you can do is go ahead and approve my day off."
"It's not even November yet, Moriah," she laughed, "Hell, we ain't even hit October yet."
Moriah pouted at her. "It'll be October in a few days but pleeeease. I wanna make sure I'm off and I'm there. Oooh I got an idea."
Toni folded her arms, laughing at her younger coworker. "What's your plan?"
"You should take off too and come with me."
"To a wrestling show? No ma'am plus I'm not gonna be in town." Toni laughed at her pout. "Dr. Miller coming in hot."
Before Moriah could say anything, Dr. Miller was standing right next to her prompting her to take a step over. She smiled politely.
"You heading out, Moriah?"
She looked at her bag and purse, making Toni laugh softly, then back at the doctor. "Yup, I am."
He laughed a little. "I didn't notice your bag and stuff, I'm about to head out too. Been a long day."
Moriah nodded slowly and looked to Toni for help, who just shook her head laughing.
"Right so I was thinking um," he trailed off trying to find his words and nerves again.
While Toni and Moriah waited for him to spit it out, Zilla walked into the ED. He had been calling his girlfriend with no answer so came in to check on her. His face scrunched when he laid eyes on her and saw the doctor standing close to her. Waiting for a few nurses and patients to pass in front of him, he approached his girlfriend from behind and slid his hand around her neck to her throat, gently leaning her head back. He kissed her lips a few times before letting her go, allowing his hand to rest on her waist.
"You okay?" She asked looking at him.
He nodded, sizing Dr. Miller up. "I'm straight. You ain't answer so I came to make sure you was aight."
Toni covered her laugh watching the scene unfold in front of her. Moriah checked her phone seeing the missed calls.
"Oh I'm sorry, babe. I was talking to Toni and then Dr. Miller came up. Which let me not be rude … babe, this is the charge nurse, Toni and this is Dr. Miller," she said sweetly, "Yall this is my boyfriend, Zilla."
Toni stuck her hand out to Zilla still laughing, "Finally I get to meet Mr. Man who interrupted my ED."
"My bad, Toni," he laughed, "Ima do it again though."
Toni laughed. "For your sake it better not be a real emergency cause I'm not giving her the phone again. Dr. Miller, don't be rude. Speak."
Dr. Miller looked between all three, actively tryna avoid the scowl on Zilla's face. "Not ride, just didn't wanna interrupt. Nice to meet you. Zilla is it?"
Zilla tilted his head a little. "That's what I said, uce."
Moriah glared at Toni, who kept laughing. "Okay so yall have a good night. Let's go, babe."
"Wait, wait," Toni called out reaching across the station to grab Moriah's arm as she tried to go, "Don't you remember that Dr. Miller was about to tell you what he was thinking. Go head, Dr. Miller. Tell Moriah."
He scratched the back of his neck, "Oh I uh I was just gonna see if Moriah wanted to get a drink with me to relax after work. As uh as … as co-workers."
Moriah mouthed to Toni that she was gonna hurt her as Toni continued to laugh while Zilla held Dr. Miller's stare, silently daring him to look away.
"She good, uce. I got all the relaxation she need. Come on, Fat."
Moriah waved to them before leaving. When they got to their car, Zilla helped her in before going to the driver side. She watched him as he drove, a slight frown on her face that made him laugh.
"You always watchin me, man? What you want?"
She pushed his arm, "You know what. Why you do that?"
"Do what? Come check on you?" He laughed. "I was being a good boyfriend."
"By scaring that poor man. He was so nervous, Zay."
"Good, he should be. He was too close to you. Talkin bout gettin a drink, fuck outta here." He fussed as he sped through traffic. "Thought you was gon go for that? Naaah, not my Fat."
A smile slowly made its way onto her face, she poked at his face. He swatted her hand away.
"Chill with that."
She kept going. "Is my Zilla jealous? Is that what I hear?"
"Ain't nobody jealous."
"Mmmm … you felt some type of way. You've never seen anybody flirt with me? Not since you been out." She teased.
He looked over at her for a moment not saying anything.
"Its okay, I kinda liked seeing you like that. Plus Dr. Miller is a lot. I've been turning him down for the last month."
"Let me know if he bother you again."
Moriah giggled. "Yes sir."
"Aight now, you enjoyin it a little too much, Fat." He chuckled.
She shrugged playfully. "After dinner are we calling your mom or did you already call?"
"I wasn't gon call her without you. She'd be mad if I did that anyway, whenever I talk to her she stay askin if I checked on you and if you got what you need."
"Yup cause I'm her favorite, not you."
"If it wasn't for me, yall wouldn't even know each other," he exclaimed playfully.
"Oooh the jealously bug just bit you up today, huh?"
"Since you got jokes, you gon be at work tomorrow with bites."
She stopped laughing. "Wait, that's my funny. Don't do that."
"Ooooh it ain't funny no more, Fat?" He laughed.
"Noooo. Last time you did that, I had bites everywhere when I met your grandma. And my mama thought you was beating me up."
"Shit, I was just not in the way she was thinking. But that was your fault cause you thought you was funny. I'm funnier though, Fat."
She folded her arms, pouting. "What if I say sorry?"
"Too late for that, babygirl. Just prepare yourself."
Thomas got off the elevator a quarter pass seven, making a beeline for the emergency department. One of the patients he was helping with needed assistance so he wasn't able to leave in time. Making it to the nurses station, he went to Toni.
"What do you need, Thomas?" She asked not looking up from her paperwork.
He looked around as he spoke. "Nurse DeBreaux, is she here?"
"No, she's not," she answered now looking at him, "Why are you looking for her? There are plenty of nurses in Pediatrics where you are assigned."
"I needed to ask her a question about a patient that was in the ED," he lied quickly, "It's not an emergency. When does she work again?"
"I can call her for you, Thomas."
"No, just tell me when she works. I'll come back."
Toni hummed. "Tomorrow at 7am."
"Thank you, Toni. I owe you."
"Uhuh, don't get yourself into any trouble now."
He flashed her a quick smile before leaving. Toni sat with the interaction for a moment, replaying it in her head. Something felt weird to her but she brushed it off.
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do u think there is a possibility more characters will join up with cross guild? im manifesting the current amazon lily residents because it feeds into my remaining roger pirates reunion wish (and would also be a way for the narrative to force both Crocodile and Mihawk to be more civil to Buggy without either of them having to grow fond or tolerant of him. they just can't beat him up anymore cause his super strong pirate dad is here). Also Boa and Buggy together would be hilarious.
hmm. i don't know, i honestly hadn't thought about it! that group seems pretty crowded with strong personalities as it stands, adding more could make things kinda messy.
it would be funny if cross guild ended up collecting all of the former warlords who aren't, yknow. in jail, or already aligned with other factions, or what have you. and there's a simple enough way to pull one of them in: perona! if she manages to get moria away from blackbeard's island alive, i don't think either of them are gonna be in great shape, and who else would she go to for help but her old roommate?
the amazons, though… i don't know. buggy's crew is something like 90% male ex-felons, and the one woman we definitely know about (alvida) is very protective of her position as Most Beautiful Woman You've Ever Met. i don't think anyone comes out of an attempted union of these groups happy.
(except maybe rayleigh, since he gets to see buggy and is probably not super concerned about petty personality clashes after the life he's lived.)
…however.
if it's not a willing union, but more of the "needs must" chaos that's driven cross guild so far… i think that could be very, very funny. especially hancock and buggy! because one, yes, that's a man, grr argh; two, i would be very surprised if her petrification powers did anything to him; three, her second favorite man on the planet raised him! surely that counts for something!
& while i would love a roger pirates reunion at cross guild or literally anywhere, oda p l e a s e, i can't decide whether i think buggy would actually want rayleigh interfering on his behalf.
on one hand: i have my pride, damn it! 😤 i'm forty fucking years old, i can take care of myself! 😤
on the other: …no i can't 🥺 please make the mean boys stop hurting me mr rayleigh 🥺
i flip-flop on this, and tbh i think so would buggy.
#asked and answered#one piece#buggy#cross guild#...boy i have no idea how to tag for amazon lily as a collective#let's go with...#amazon lily#boa hancock#silvers rayleigh#*i want a roger pirates reunion
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