Sorry This Is So Late, Im On That Winter Grind And Apparently My School Is Too With How Much Homework

Sorry this is so late, I’m on that winter grind and apparently my school is too with how much homework their giving me😒😒 But I’m sorry this is so late, I‘ve been having to write ridiculous amounts of essays and letters. But I hope you enjoy this!

Cuphead x Reader

“In your face!”

Published: 12-7-2023

Words: 462

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A sharp inhale.

Crunching of snow.

Ragged breaths.

Adrenaline ringing.

Footsteps walking away.

Y/n let out a soft sigh of relief, taking her hands off her mouth. She slowly relaxed her muscles and leaned forwards. Y/n exited her tiny cove, an imprint her back left on the snow wall when she was pressed up hard against it.

Peering around as best as she could with the snow all around her, Y/n searched for her friend, trying to see where he wandered off to. She got into a small crouching position and gazed above all the snow piles, she almost resembled a meerkat.

As quietly as she could in the crunching snow, Y/n stood up and began to walk slowly out of her snow bunker.

“Where’d he go?” She mumbled under her breath. Y/n walked around more and finally spotted the back of a familiar red coat belonging to a cup.

Smirking, she crept up slowly behind the ceramic, getting low to grab a clump of snow. Y/n shivered slightly at the coldness of the snow, maybe Ruck was right when he told her to bring gloves.

Nevermind that though, she could barely contain her chuckles. Y/n formed the snow into a ball firmly.

After creeping up on the dish for a good minute, Y/n was now directly behind him. Quietly but quickly, she wound up into a pitchers stance and absolutely launched the snowball at point blank.

Cuphead let out a shout and fell forwards with a loud thud.

Y/n bent over, putting her hands on her knees while she laughed loudly. Cuphead quickly twisted over when he heard her laughs, still on the ground. He had a shocked look, not expecting her to be right there.

Through her boisterous laughs, she managed to get a sentence out. “In- your- your face!” Y/n held her stomach with one hand and pointed at Cuphead with the other.

Cuphead’s face shifted through emotions but in the end, he settled on a look of pure awe and admiration for his human friend.

Y/n finally began calming down from her howls of laughter. She was still chuckling lightly, bragging about her win against her friend.

“Would you look at that! I thought you were good at aiming? I just point blanked you!”

As prideful as she was, Y/n stopped bragging when she realized that Cuphead was chuckling at her. She gave him a confused look.

“What are you smiling at?”

“You.”

Never before had Y/n been so caught off guard and flustered. She covered her face with her hands and turned away from Cuphead, beginning to walk away.

Cuphead laughed, getting up and off the ground to follow her back to her house.

Hello there @betterthanyalls!!!!! First off can I just say that your one-shots and writing skills in general are amazing!!!!! You're a very talented writer my friend, keep it up. 😊👍💞 As for requests, if it's not too much trouble can I request a one-shot of Mugman snitching to Felix and Bendy about Y/N and Cuphead wreaking havoc and causing trouble in the town yet again??? And Felix and Bendy getting pissed off at both of them and ended up scolding/reprimanding them, rightfully so??? And Mugman being the damn goody-two-shoes angel that he is gets a pass and doesn't get scolded of course. Instead, Mugs gets praised and thanked by Felix for putting both Y/N and Cuppyface in their places. I apologize that this is so long and wordy. Feel free to skip over my request if it's just too much. 😅 

ofcccc <33

sorry if this isn't perfect!

Words: 771

Published: 10/20/2023

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Late Night Scolding

Y/n and Cuphead quietly climbed back into the castle dormitory that they resided in with the others. It was well past midnight—almost 3:00 AM, to be exact. As they slowly tiptoed into the room, a lamp flicked on. The low light revealed Bendy and Felix with disappointed faces and a nervous Mugman behind them.

The two troublemakers immediately jumped, not expecting anyone to be up right now. Y/n slowly turned to look at the two disappointed toons. 

“…Good morning..?” She spoke nervously with an anxious chuckle, unsure of what to do. She glanced at Cuphead to get some help, but all she saw was him glaring daggers at Mugman.

“Y/n. Do you know what time it is?" Felix whisper shouted, hoping not to wake the others. “You could have gotten seriously injured out there, and with Cuphead? You two should never be left alone; you could cause World War III for all we know." Felix rambled. 

He always overthought and rambled when it came to Y/n’s safety, which is something she never understood. Why would he care so much about a girl he just met a few days ago? 

“Slow down, Felix; I’m just fine. See?” Y/n tried reassuring the worried feline. She looked at Bendy; he was glaring at Cuphead. Cuphead was still glaring at Mugman. Mugman was looking around nervously. None of them were willing to contribute to the conversation.

"It doesn't matter; you still could’ve gotten hurt!” Felix pressed. 

“You don’t even know what we were doing.” Y/n counterred.

“I know enough, like how you and Cuphead started bar fights, painted over Stink's house, broke into the training facility, set chickens free, and more.” Felix glared roughly at Y/n. 

Cuphead let out a soft chuckle. Felix's attention was drawn to the sentient ceramic.

"Do not think you are out of it, tea cup." Bendy finally joined the conversation with a scowl. 

"Teacup?! Okay, then, 'pRiNcE cHaRmInG,' tell me when you had some fun." Cuphead smirked.

 "That is the dumbest excuse I have ever heard." Bendy deapanned.

“You’re the dumbest toon I’ve ever heard.” Cuphead clenched his fists tightly.

“That doesn’t even make sense with what we are talking about!” Bendy stood up and got into Cuphead’s face.

Y/n’s looked around the room; a few of the toons were shifting in their makeshift beds. She needed to step in and calm these two down. Y/n felt a lump in her throat; she wasn’t up for confrontation or stopping arguments today. 

"Hey guys," Y/n muttered, "you might wake the others up."

But alas, the two arguing toons made no effort to hear their human friend.

Y/n frowned with a wrinkled brow. “Will you two just stop?!” She raised her voice as she put her hands on both their chests and shoved them away from each other. They both stumbled slightly, a little flustered that they got ahead of themselves so much that Y/n had to shove them apart. Secretly, they were mainly focused on Y/n touching their chests.

Y/n quickly quieted down, praying she didn’t wake up the others. “Bendy, Felix, we are sorry for going out and causing havoc. Aren’t we, Cuphead?” Y/n gritted her teeth at him

Cuphead crossed his arms and looked away, biting his inner cheek as he muttered incoherently. 

Bendy raised a nonexistent eyebrow. “What was that, dish?”

“I said,” Cuphead began with venom in his tone until he looked at Y/n’s glare. Cuphead let out a defeated sigh. “Sorry.”

“Now that we have that sorted out," Felix began in a happy tone until he became serious. “Go to sleep before I get Ruck in here.” 

That threat alone caused both Y/n and Cuphead to run in opposite directions for their beds. Felix merely smirked in satisfaction. Mugman slowly walked back to his bed, tired. Just as Bendy and Felix sat on the ground on their sleeping bags, Donald turned to face Cuphead, Bendy, and Felix. 

“You guys really care for her, huh?’ Donald smirked mischievously. That caused Felix to look down bashfully, Bendy to sigh irritatedly and lay down, and Cuphead to start sputtering nonsense, trying to deny Donald's accusation.

Finally, after Cuphead couldn't come up with a response, it was silent. All the toons plus Y/n were sleeping peacefully in their beds. With the balcony doors still wide open, the soft winds of the night blew around them calmly. The moon showed it’s cool gaze through the doorway, peering upon the young prophecies. With one last nightly prayer, the world calmed. 

Good night, dear.

Tadc characters x really flirty reader? If you want to I mean!

We js gonna ignore how late this is (it’s been a few months) neways, here ya go! Im rly happy rn too!! Enjoyyyyy🤭🤭😋😋 (btw i wrote this a while ago, i just forgot it in a lost doc-)

TADC Cast x Flirty!Reader

Published: 1-16-2024

Words: 328

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Caine:

He glitches out

He is an ai, he doesn’t have “Respond to flirts” in his code

…..yet….

Anyways, he probably starts lagging and just stares

On the occasion he doesn’t glitch/lag out, he will either..

1. Run away

2. Laugh cause he doesn’t know what else to do

3. Flirt back

Bubble:

pops

Kinger:

Kinger is…….Kinger…

He is a tough one because he only has one reaction

Ya know that scene where Jax goes “They’re the two most mentally stable. Characters to be paired together” and Kinger starts lagging basically?

Yeaaahhhh that’s his reaction to your flirts

Bro starts tweaking

Gangle:

If you flirt with Gangle she will either combust in being flustered or be overcome by giggles, probably the second one

I know you’ve seen those TikTok’s of Gangle being one of those stereotypical anime obsessed girls

Just imagine that’s her with you

She is like obsessed

And you’re flirty too?

You are in for a rough ride, unless you like someone obsessing over you and making bad anime art of you🤷‍♀️

Zooble:

Bro does not care at all(They do!)

They will act all unfazed and annoyed, but they are steaming(romantically) inside

Probably responds to your flirts with “F### off, creep”

They don’t mean it

Ragatha:

Literal mess

Like blushing mess

She becomes ♾️x more clumsier

She is as red as the blood moon

Stuttering non stop and giggling

Lots of giggling

Like anime school girl giggling too

Pomni:

Stand very still

Statue

She becomes a literal statue

She has no idea what to do

Pomni just stand there, frozen

She will stay there forever until you go away

Jax:

At first he was caught off guard

Now? It is literally flirting warfare

Almost like you guys are flirty rivals

Arguments spiking and the only comebacks being flirts are second nature to you two now

Responds to your flirts with flirts

Nothing really to him other than you guys being romantic rivals basically

heyyy uh day 7? sorry this is so late lol! Enjoy! Italics mean memories

Frozen Memories

Published: 12-13-2023

Words: 1.6K

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The crunching of snow and her own sharp breaths were the only things Y/n could hear. 

Not too long ago, Y/n had gotten into a heated argument with her toon friends. After the argument, she stormed out of the Welkin castle to go on a walk through the woods. 

If only she paid attention to the time and where she went. Then she wouldn’t be wandering around aimlessly in the freezing cold at night.

Y/n walked a little more before leaning up against a tree for support. Putting her back against the tree, she slowly lowered herself to the ground.

When her body hit the snow- and ice-covered ground, she instantly relaxed her muscles, splaying herself across the cold forest floor. She was too tired to move or even try to correct her posture. Taking in a large inhale through her almost frozen nose, her mind started replaying memories.

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The bright sun glistened through the car's windshield, partially blinding Y/n. 

Letting out an irritated sigh, Y/n put down the visor, hoping it would help block out the sun. It did not help.

Y/n sighed again. She turned to face out the window, watching the endless fields roll by. 

And like God was listening to her silent pleas of boredom, a song came on the radio. It was a fairly new one, but it was already one of Y/n’s favorites.

She began to hum along softly, tapping her finger to the beat on her lap. Y/n quietly started to mumble the words.

“My grandpa fought in World War II

And he was such a noble dude

Man, I feel like such a fool

I got so much left to prove.”

Bendy took a confused glance at her before going back to the road. Getting lost in the music, Y/n got a little louder, just under her speaking voice.

“All my friends have vaping friends

They're so good at making friеnds

I'm so scared of caving in

Is that entertaining yet?”

Her voice got the attention of Oswald, who was seated directly behind her. His ears perked up slightly, interested in the song and her voice.

The song went on for a bit, and Y/n sang along with it. 

“I'll blow up into smithereens

And spew my tiny symphony

All up and down a city street

While tryna put my mind at ease”

Getting excited with the anticipation of the song, Y/n’s voice grew a tad louder with the song. Now she has reached her speaking level.

“Like finishing this melody

This feels like a necessity

So this could be the death of me

Or maybe just a better me”

Eventually, Panchito seemed to hear too and with a big grin on his face, he joined in.

“Now, come in with the timpanis

And take a shot of Hennessy

I know I'm not there mentally.”

Oswald nodded his head softly to the beat. All this racket caught the attention of the others, even managing to wake up Cuphead in the back.

“But you could be the remedy.”

Y/n turned around to look at Panchito excitedly, smiles adorning both their faces.

“So let me play my violin for you!” 

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A shaky chuckle, if it could even be called that, left Y/n’s lips. She had lost feeling in her fingers and feet by now. 

Y/n was shivering like an earthquake; she was so desperate for warmth. Just any warmth. Slowly, Y/n turned her head to the right side and let out a sigh.

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Tension was high inside the town tavern. Everyone was holding their breath, waiting. In the center of all the eyes were two humans. A teen girl with a neutral face and a random middle-aged man with a smirk. 

The two were sitting at a table with money, trinkets, keep-sakes, and many other valuable items placed between them.

“Well girlie, you gonna bet or what?” The man spoke in a New York accent.

Y/n looked at him before taking a glance at her toon friends who stood behind and beside her. Her eyes widened ever so slightly at the thought.

She had a plan.

“Yeah, I am.” Y/n turned around in her chair to her book bag, opening it up and pulling something out.

A loud thud, along with loud gasps, filled the tavern.

Laying on the table was a certain book, Y/n and the toons depended upon it.

Feeling a hand on her shoulder, she turned around to see her friends' expressions. Emotions were flashing like Christmas lights across their faces. Anger, shock, fear, and many others.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Bendy hissed under his breath, bending down to meet Y/n’s eyes. Y/n merely smirked.

“Trust me, I know what I’m doing.” She reassured them, though it didn’t do much for them.

“You better know what you’re doing. Or it’s your head on a stick.” Mugman glared; he wasn’t normally this pissed, but Y/n was betting off the book that was supposed to save the world. He can’t be calm about that.

Y/n rolled her eyes and turned back to face the man across the table, muttering. “Nice to know you trust me.”

"Alright, little girl, we are playing sevens. Ya’ know how ta’ play?”

Y/n waved her hand at him, brushing him off. "'Course, I do. Roll a seven, and I win. If I don't, then it’s your turn. Simple.”

“Good. Here are some dice; I’m betting you don’t have any since, ya’ know, you’re a woman.” The guy shrugged with a chuckle.

Glaring, Y/n responded. “Funny, well, I do, in fact, have dice.” She glared. “Spunk?” Y/n called.

The robotic dog came trotting up next to her. Y/n looked down at him with a gentle smile, holding her hand out to him. Spunk delicately dropped two dice into her hand from his mouth. Thankfully, since he was a robot, there was no saliva.

Y/n looked back at the man, gesturing to him to roll first. The man smirked cockily and shook his hands before letting the pair of dice go.

One and five.

Close call.

Y/n nodded before shaking the dice in her hands. “Give me a seven." Y/n whispered under her breath. Letting the dice go, they rolled and spun around the table. Finally, with the whole tavern holding its breath and Mugman ready to beat the daylights out of Y/n, the dice landed.

“SEVEN!!!” The whole tavern yelled. 

Cheers erupted, and the toons let out a sigh of relief. Y/n smiled and scooped everything into her book bag (how she fit it all, we’ll never know). When she finished gathering her winnings, she swung her book bag around her and got up to leave. But as she stood, she accidentally hit the table, knocking the dice off. 

Terror spread across Y/n’s face as the dice danced along the floor. Finally landing, confusion spread throughout the tavern like wildfire.

Another seven.

“What..?” The middle-aged man muttered. He crouched down to pick up the dice. Y/n was frozen in her spot. Her friends cast glances at her, only to look back at the guy. 

The silence was so deafening that you could hear a pin drop. The man picked up the dice and dropped them back to the floor. 

Another seven.

Y/n was slowly and quietly backing away to the exit, but she wasn’t fast enough. The whole tavern looked directly at her. 

“…lucky..roll..?” Y/n chuckled nervously, standing still in fear.

“You have loaded dice!” The man shouted, standing up straight and pointing at Y/n. For being possibly over double Y/n’s age, the man was much shorter than her.

"Whaaaaat, I have noooo idea what you’re talking about.” She spoke in a nervous and horribly convincing voice. 

“CHEATER!!” The man yelled, charging for Y/n. 

Y/n turned and took off, running through the crowd, weaving and dodging hands, trying to catch her.

Bursting through the tavern doors, she ran across the street and past pedestrians. 

“Excuse me! Oh- Sorry! Please move! I’m sorry! Sorry!” 

“CHEATER!!” Could be heard from behind her. 

Running through and around crowds was difficult, but she soon found a rhythm for dodging people. As she raced, she saw a car speeding next to her.

“Hurry up and get in!” Bendy yelled from the driver's seat.

Skidding to a halt, Y/n ran over to the stopped car and jumped into the passenger seat. 

Y/n let out a deep exhale of relief when the car sped off away from the town.

“That was really stupid, you know that?” Felix scolded her from the back.

“I know," Y/n began, but was cut off.

“We could’ve lost the book!” Mugman piped in.

“But we didn't." She was cut off again.

“Why would you do something like that?” Bendy joined, and by his tone, Y/n could tell he was beyond pissed. 

“I had a plan," Y/n started, but alas, her sentence was unfinished again.

“Even I’m not that risky.” Cuphead claimed.

“You put the fate of the world on the line!” Bendy continued. He stopped driving now that they had reached the countryside. “What would you have done if you lost? Or if you were caught? What would have happened if you didn’t have loaded dice? What if he forced you to use his dice?” 

Growing irritated, Y/n clenched her fists, her jaw tightened, and her shoulders tensed. 

“But none of that happened.” She grumbled.

“Excuse you? You don’t get to have an opinion right now.” Bendy turned to her with a hard, cold glare.

Turning to him, rage and shock were evident in Y/n’s eyes. “Why?! Why don’t I get a say? Why do you all treat me like a child?! I am not helpless! I am not stupid! I am not any weaker than all of you! I am capable of anything you are! You always act like I’m a baby here! And for what?! Because I’m human?! Huh? Tell me!” She shouted at them; tears were brimming in her eyes. “I can handle the world. I handled that gamble back there, even with you all doubting me.” 

Panchito was about to raise his hand to explain that she had his support then, but he didn’t think now was the right time.

“Y/n…” Oswald began, and Donald was sleeping on his shoulder, unaware of the yelling that just ensued.

Y/n looked at him, and as much as she wouldn’t admit it, her gaze softened the slightest bit. Y/n huffed and turned around, looking out her window. The toons all looked at each other for support and answers, but none of them knew what to do. 

Bendy moved around and faced back to the road in front of them, beginning to drive again.

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Y/n frowned at the memory; she didn’t like that one. She hated herself for yelling at her friends like that; they were right; she was just a kid. She acts so stupid at the worst times, and it’s all her fault. They were just trying to help. Y/n realized that she never officially apologized to them. Regret and terror ran through her veins. She needed to see them again.

But as much as she tried, she couldn’t move. The pain was unbearable, but Y/n would go through it if it meant she could apologize officially. 

Slowly, she twisted her body to get into an army crawl; she couldn’t muster the strength to stand. Crawling across the snowy ground in a snowstorm while being almost frozen solid was something Y/n wished upon no soul.

But as much as she tried, she didn’t make it far—not before another memory came, at least. 

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“What are you doing up here?” 

Y/n didn’t have to turn around to know who was talking. 

“Hey Ruck, I’m watching the sunset. Isn’t it beautiful tonight?”

Ruck finished climbing the tree and sat next to his great-niece. Looking out at the sunset, he was at first stunned by the beauty, but that initial shock faded as quickly as it came.

“Eh, it’s fine, I guess.” He shrugged.

Y/n scoffed jokingly at his uninterest. “You’re just upset that you aren’t as pretty as the sunset.” She smirked.

The ghost of a smile appeared on Ruck's face for a split second. “I could show you something better than a sunset.” He offered.

Y/n chuckled, turning to face her great-uncle. “Doubtful, but I’d like to see you try.”

Ruck chuckled too, leading her down the tree. The two of them walked through the forest in a comforting silence. The only sounds were the rustle of wind, cracks of twigs under the duo's feet, and the birds chirping their own sweet songs.

After walking for a bit, they finally arrived.

“Ok, close your eyes for a second.” Ruck told her.

“Oook?” Y/n put her hands over her eyes to prove she wasn’t peeking. Ruck grabbed her shoulders and led her forward. Once she took a few steps, he stopped her. “Open your eyes.”

And as she did, she couldn’t explain her admiration for the setting. It was ineffable.

“See? Better than a sunset.” Ruck said confidently, going to relax against a tree.

Y/n spun in a slow circle, taking in the view. The sun's light glistened perfectly through the leaves of the lively trees. A soft stream sparkled with the clearest water, making the water look almost invisible. 

Birds flew around the treetops, whistling their pretty chords. It was the perfect temperature, and only a few clouds decorated the sky.

In total, this place looked like a sanctuary. It doesn’t look real; it looks like someone spent years painting it. 

Y/n took a few backward steps until she was right in front of a smooth rock. Sitting down, she never took her gaze off the perfect scenery. Ruck was just leaning against a tree, relaxing with his eyes shut. Nothing could ruin this.

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Y/n collapsed her face and arms into the snow. Letting her body release all tension and stress. She was too tired. Too cold.

Why? Why did she run off? Why couldn’t they have talked it out? Why? Why is she such a screw up? 

Laying her face in the snow, she took a deep inhale. Knowing it could be her last. Then a thought ran through her mind that made the frozen tears in her eyes fall like shards of icicles.

Her parents would have never been able to say goodbye to her. They never knew that the goodbye for her ‘vacation’ would be the last goodbye they shared. And Ruck wouldn’t have been able to say goodbye either. The toons. Oh, her friends. They all left on bad terms. And now she’d be gone. They would blame themselves. Everyone would. 

Broken sobs left Y/n’s mouth. It hurt to cry but it hurt so much more to keep it in. Crying with her head in the snow, she was helpless. Completely and utterly helpless. Finally, after a little bit of crying, her breaths slowed, along with her organs working. The world faded in and out of light and darkness. 

Sighing, she took in another breath of air. A slower yet quicker breath. A steady yet shaky breath.

Letting herself watch the world disappear, she remembered a fact she learned a while ago. When you die, your sense of hearing is the last to go.

“Y/N!!! Y/N!! WHERE ARE YOU?? PLEASE WHERE ARE YOU!!”

Shouting. For her. 

Y/n only hoped Ruck would find comfort in the place he would find her. The stream was frozen, and the birds no longer chirped. The leaves overhead were fallen and bare. The moon took the place of the sun, showing its sharp, cold gaze through the dead branches. The sanctuary was so dead and quiet, yet just as majestic, if not more. It was ineffable.

Happy Valentines day!!! This is a gift for my platonic valentine!!! Love u pookie

Fake Proposals

Words: 1.5K

Published: 2-14-2024

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“This is such a bad idea.”

"Oh, c'mon, Peach! It’s free food!”

“If it works, which it probably won’t,” Y/n explained to her boyfriend, "plus, aren’t you a demon? Can you not just disguise yourself and steal the food?”

“Where’s the fun in that? Have some faith, Peaches!” Wukong encouraged, wrapping his arm around his girlfriend's shoulder. He held Y/n tight and guided her into the high-class restaurant that stood tall in front of them. Wukong let go of Y/n, to his dismay, so he could hold the door open for her. He may be an egotistical demon, but he knows how to treat the love of his immortal life.

Y/n smiled at her partner’s kind gesture, “Thank you, love,” and entered the small entrance of the restaurant. When Wukong entered, his hand instantly found its way to Y/n’s, holding her in a tight yet gentle grip. The couple stood near the host stand, waiting for a server to come to seat them. They stood there for around five minutes until Wukong started getting impatient. His foot was tapping rapidly on the ground, and his tail was swaying, brushing Y/n’s leg every few passes. Noticing this, Y/n lightly squeezed his hand in a few pulses. Her eyes watched as Wukong’s tail slowed its sways and his foot stopped tapping.

Smiling softly, the young woman cast a glance at her boyfriend. She saw how he was looking around, trying to spot any servers standing around. Eventually, someone who looked like a hostess walked up to them.

“I am so sorry for making you wait! I was told someone would cover me when I’m on break, but I guess not,” the girl, who looked the same age as Y/n, spoke quickly. Y/n observed how the girl kept taking glances at Wukong, each one longer than the last. Normally, Y/n wouldn’t mind people looking at her boyfriend; he was a demon after all, but this girl had a different emotion in her expression. Y/n read the girl’s name tag and couldn’t help but notice how much the girl looked like Y/n. ‘Analise’, was the name carved into the metal tag. “That’s ok, my boyfriend and I would just like a couple table. Please,” Y/n spoke through a strained smile, moving closer to Wukong.

Wukong, somehow, didn’t take notice of the way Analise stared at him or how Y/n moved closer. “Right away,” Analise glared at Y/n before turning and guiding them to a nearby table made for two. As they walked, Y/n gripped Wukong’s hand tighter. She could see from her peripheral view when her boyfriend looked down at their hands and looked at her face. Y/n looked at him when he mouthed a question, ‘You okay?’. Now that Wukong knew she saw him, Y/n couldn’t ignore the question. Looking at Analise, who was still walking in front of the two, Y/n let out a sigh and shook her head, ‘No’. Wukong’s eyes held hers, filled with sympathy and understanding, and simply nodded. It didn’t take long for them to reach a two-person table in the center of the restaurant. Y/n smiled when she saw the mischievous grin spread across her lover’s lips.

“Here you are, sir... and ma’am,” Analise finished her sentence with resentment. Hearing this, Y/n gave the worker a tight, sour smile before sitting down across from her partner. Analise left the couple to view their menus and choose the food. Scanning the options, Y/n paused when she felt a foot tapping hers. Looking up, she was met with Wukong’s iconic smirk. “So, my dear Y/n was jealous of some random girl?” His tone was laced with tease as he smiled at her. Y/n rolled her eyes and softly kicked her demon lover, a small smile forming on her lips as she looked away to hide it. “Shut up, just stick to the plan, ok?” The young woman spoke through her embarrassment, still not meeting Wukong’s eyes.

Y/n heard his chuckle and the shuffling of fabric. Looking up, she watched as her boyfriend pulled a small black box from his pocket and set it on the table with a mischievous grin. The two looked around, trying to see if any staff was nearby to see the plan in action. “I think that’s the manager right there,” Y/n discreetly pointed to a man standing about a table or two away. Looking back to her partner, Y/n nodded to him with him doing the same in response. Clearing his throat to gain nearby attention, Wukong stood up and took the box. Walking over to Y/n, he knelt in front of her. She could see a glimmer in his eyes as emotions danced like lightning on his expression.

“Y/n M/n L/n, we have been through thick and thin together. I can’t even fathom how you could survive with someone like me and yet you do it anyways. You have always meant the most to me; the flame to my candle, the moon to my sun, the rainbow to my cloud. I can’t explain in words how much you mean to me, it’s simply impossible. You deserve everything in this whole messed-up universe and I will make it my goal to deliver it all to you. Anything you want, it’s yours. I’m lost without you, Peach. I want to be your crutch, your support; the one you rely on when you can’t even rely on yourself. I may not understand everything but I will do anything to let you show me. I am willing to change anything just for you to glance at me. The longing I get when you have to leave from a date or when I can’t look at you for even a moment. Your eyes, your hair, your cheeks, your nose, your arms, your everything. I love every little detail about yourself. All your flaws are gone, you never had any to begin with. I know you might not be able to see yourself the way I see you but I want to let you even get at least a glimpse of how I see you. You are so perfect to me that even the stars moon and sun envy you. You shine your light of kindness and care to anyone, proving anyone can be themself around you. I feel so safe with you and I want you to feel that around me. Y/n M/n L/n, I want to spend the rest of my life with you and I will do anything to make you mine. So, what do you say?”

Shock and embarrassment overwhelmed Y/n. She had expected some cheesy speech, but the way he said it and the way his eyes glowed. Y/n knew he meant every single word and it left her speechless. Her mouth opened slightly, trying to say something but no words or sounds came out. Wukong held an expectant look like he didn’t think this whole spiel would catch you off guard. The whole restaurant was looking at the two of you. The suspense was thick in the air and even the blind could see the anticipation. Finally, Y/n found her voice.

“Yes,” She whispered before making her voice audible, “yes! 100 times yes!” Wukong stood up and brought her up with him before picking Y/n up and spinning her around. Laughter echoed from them as the restaurant erupted into cheers and applause. A huge smile graced both the couple's faces when Wukong slid the ring onto Y/n's ring finger. The duo hugged tightly before feeling a hand on both their shoulders, it was the manager. At first, they thought their plan had been a success until the manager pointed to an extremely small sign across the room that read, ‘NO ROMANCE ON PREMISE!’. “Well, that’s ironic.”

Now walking hand in hand down the dark street, Y/n and Wukong just talked. “I wanted that free food,” Y/n complained. “I know Peach, but I can just steal some food from Pizza Hut or something if you would like,” her boyfriend shrugged. Pausing in her steps, Y/n looked at Wukong with an ‘Are you serious?’ expression. “What?” “Why didn’t you just do that earlier before we got kicked out?!” Y/n exclaimed to her clueless boyfriend. “I…uhhh….” Wukong stumbled on his words, trying to find a reason before Y/n found the truth. “Wait a second,” Y/n spoke, a smirk forming on her face and turning to her lover, “did you just do all this so you could propose to me but not officially?” Wukong was looking everywhere but his girlfriend now and not answering her question. Y/n smiled softly at her flustered partner before taking his face in her palms and giving Wukong a soft kiss on the cheek, ruffling the fur atop his head when she leaned back. Y/n chuckled a little before she turned and kept walking, leaving a stunned Monkey King behind her.

Abel The Rebel Angel x Reader

"It's only November!"

Day 2! I hope you like this one, I tried to add romance but not too much at the same time yk? Enjoy!💕💕

Published: 12-3-2023

Words: 543

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Y/n was walking through a mall in her home city. She wasn’t shopping for anything in particular, just browsing through the sections. 

It was only November 5th, and the whole mall was decorated for Christmas. 

After walking for a bit, Y/n stopped in a local family owned store. It was decked out with festive decor. Ornaments glistened from the front windows, and Christmas music sang from the speakers.

As she was looking around, she didn’t notice a toon walking towards her, busy looking at his phone. When Y/n looked up, it was too late; the human and the toon bumped into each other, causing them both to take a few steps back.

“I am so sorry! I didn’t mean to bump into you!” Y/n panicked, trying to make sure the toon was alright. 

“First it’s Christmas in November; now I get hit by some daydreaming idiot.” She heard him grumble as he steadied himself.

Y/n leaned back, giving him an offended look. 

"Well, excuse me, Mr. Grinch!” Y/n glared at him with a sassy tone.

Abel looked at her and into her eyes, staring into her soul with his pie cut eyes. Unexpectedly to Y/n, he let out a small chuckle.

She didn’t notice it before, but she did now; the toon had major wings on his back. His head had a tilted halo hanging above it, and he was in a nice suit. The toon's hair was well kept as well. All in all, he seemed to care for his appearance, and she wouldn’t lie if she had to admit that he was pretty attractive. But that doesn’t automatically mean she’s head over heels—no,  not at all.

“What?” Y/n frowned.

“You have weird insults.” The toon smiled.

“Well ok then, why not tell me some of your ‘oh so great’ insults?” Y/n mocked, putting her hands on her hips.

“First off, don’t call someone a Grinch-” The toon began before being cut off by Y/n.

“It’s true though! You were acting like The Grinch.” She states matter-of-factly.

He just deadpanned.

The two of them talked for a long time, sometimes bantering or playfully arguing. They eventually learned each other's names. 

~~Time skip~~

It had been a year since the two met, and now they’re inseparable. 

Currently, the two were simply lounging around on Y/n’s couch. Y/n was lying down, her legs laying on top of Abel’s lap. Abel was sitting up, scrolling through channels on Y/n’s TV. 

He tried to ignore how pretty she looked right now; they were just friends after all. Nothing more. 

As Abel scrolled through the channels, he stopped on an interesting one. It was going on about how electric cars are made. 

“We’ll be right back after this short break.” The channel spoke. As the screen of the TV faded to black, it was replaced with blaring Mariah Carey and red and green lights. 

“It is November! Why are there Christmas commercials out?!" Abel shouted at the TV.

Y/n couldn’t help but burst out laughing at his anger.

He looked over to her, a smirk flashed over his features. Shoving her off of him and the couch, Abel couldn’t help but laugh too.