I definitely want to write a second chapter of Stretched To the Limit but I’m quite sure how to go about it yet. I’m thinking it’ll be from Blue’s perspective this time

Not even death can do us part.

Knockout

Pairing: Little Mac x Ramona Pike

Tags: Pre-Relationship, Pre-Canon, Realization Moment, Meet Cute I Guess?

Word Count: 1,459

A/N: First time publishing one of my fics here! Please let me know if you liked it, I’m a little nervous ^^;

“That all you got?”

“Not even close.”

The redhead cracked her neck and grinned. Her opponent furrowed his brow and wiped some blood from his mouth. He shot a left hook at the girl, who ducked and jabbed towards his abdomen. He swiftly dodged and sent an uppercut to the girl’s chin, knocking her back onto the ropes. He grinned cockily, letting out a bit of a triumphant laugh.

“Alright you two, enough for tonight!” A relaxed voice called from the sidelines, flicking a bell left on a table. Mac nodded and walked up to Ramona, taking off his gloves and offering her a hand. She took it, rising to her feet.

“Damn, Mac,” Ramona said, grabbing a towel from the corner and tossing it over her shoulder, “you really know how to pack a punch, huh?”

“Well, I’d hope so! He’s got his first official match with the league tomorrow night!” Doc said, tossing Mac a water bottle.

“It shouldn’t be that bad,” Mac said before taking a long sip.

“Glass Joe, right? Hell, I think a dedicated subway rat could get a TKO on that guy.”

“Never underestimate your opponent,” Doc said.

“Is it underestimating if it’s true?” Mac chuckled. Doc shrugged, silently agreeing.

“Don’t get cocky, though. It only gets tougher after that,” Ramona warned.

“Man, you really are his kid.” Doc clapped Ramona on the back, causing her to push forward a bit.

“Raised her myself!” Doc said proudly.

“Doc, c’mon...” She grimaced.

“Alright, alright. You two should take the night off early. Big day tomorrow, let’s make the most of tonight!”

“You sure?” Ramona asked, tossing the used sets of gloves onto a shelf in the corner.

“Be back before I change my mind,” Doc laughed. Mac looked over at Ramona with a smile.

“Wanna go to that ice cream place? Yknow, that one with the cones by Central Park?”

“Sure! I gotta run up to the flat though to change. You could do with some freshening up too. No one looks or smells pretty after a boxing match, not even you.” Mac shrugged.

“I don’t know, you still look good.”

“Yeah right. Come on, that place closes in, what, two hours?” Ramona said, playfully punching his arm. “Meet me back here in thirty, kay?”

“You’re on.”

Mac sat on the stairs leading to the old brick training building, pushing his still wet hair out of his face as he looked at his phone. He looked up excitedly as the door creaked open and Ramona’s familiar face smiled at him.

“Ready?”

“As I’ll ever be.” He noticed her reddish hair flowing over her left shoulder. He never realized how pretty it was, considering it was always braided back in their matches. “I think this is the first time I’ve seen you with your hair down.”

“Really?” She asked, absentmindedly reaching up to mess with it. “Six months and you’ve never seen it down?” Mac shook his head.

“It looks nice,” he added after seeing her look away to fidget with it.

“A-anyway, we should go.” She adjusted her necklace and hopped down the stone stairs, her converse slapping against the sidewalk. Mac quickly followed, stumbling a bit. “So, you think you’re ready for tomorrow?” Mac sighed.

“Yeah, I am. Can we not talk about boxing? Just for tonight. We’re, like, friends outside of that, right?”

“Of course! I’ll shut up about it. But before I do, I just want you to know that you’re gonna kill it.”

“Thanks, Mona.”

“I thought I told you not to call me that,” she said with a tired smile, rolling her eyes.

“Please, you like it! I can tell!” Mac teased, elbowing her lightly. She elbowed back, laughing under her breath.

“Whatever, Little Mac.”

“And I told you not to call me *that!*”

“Sounds pretty accurate, shorty!”

“I’m an inch taller than you.”

“Your point?” The two laughed a bit at their dumb arguments. Ramona yawned, stopping at a crosswalk. It was odd for her, a New Yorker, to obey pedestrian lights, but she refused to step foot into the street until the light was green. Mac walked about three steps into the road before stopping and running back to the sidewalk.

“Sorry. Forgot.”

“It’s okay. See? Green.” She started to walk across, Mac hurriedly walking up next to her. “I never did tell you why that freaks me out, did I?”

“You didn’t,” Mac said, tilting his head curiously.

“Well, Doc’s not my dad.”

“Figured that one out,” Mac said, mentally comparing the two.

“Yeah. He’s my godfather. I moved in with him after my parents died. Crossed the road at the wrong time in a city and got the bad end of a car.” Mac’s eyes widened.

“R-Ramona, I’m so sorry-“

“Don’t be, it’s life. You didn’t hit them, so no need for ‘sorry.’ Besides, I was seven. Doc’s just as much a dad to me.” A small, sad smile flicked across her face. The two walked in silence for a block or two.

“He did well,” Mac said, looking over at his friend.

“Huh?”

“He clearly did a good job raising you. At least, I think so. I mean, I’ve only known you for half a year and I already trust you with, like, my entire boxing career.” Ramona laughed, crossing an arm over her body.

“Thanks, Mac. I could say the same for you,” she smiled softly at him. “Uh, the trust thing, not the being raised by Doc thing,” she awkwardly added afterwards, eliciting a chuckle from Mac.

“Right, enough of that serious stuff. We’re here!” Mac said triumphantly, opening the door with a jingle. “Ladies first.”

“I think we both know I’m far from a lady,” Ramona smirked as she walked into the parlor. “What flavor do you want? I’ll pay!”

“No, you won’t. I asked, I pay.”

“No, I-“

“Shh. This is non-negotiable, Mona.”

“Fiiine.”

“Now, what do you want?” She leaned over the glass, her eyes flicking between flavors.

“Uh, the chocolate chip cookie dough one.” The worker overheard and got to work, getting a nod of thanks from both. “How about you?”

“Rocky road, one hundred percent.”

“... Is it because of Rocky-“

“Don’t even,” Mac said, rolling his eyes as Ramona giggled. “I’ll make you pay for yours,” he joked.

“Alright, I surrender,” she responded, taking the cone and thanking the cashier. She stood by the door as Mac got his and paid the worker before half-jogging over to her. “I figured we could walk around the park? It’s really a beautiful place when you’re not trying to train yourself to bits.”

“That sounds amazing.”

The duo walked down the sidewalks of the park, listening to the sounds of the city as they talked.

“I know you said no boxing talk, but I’ve been wanting to ask you something,” Ramona said, pausing under a streetlight.

“Yeah? What is it?” Mac asked.

“Why did you decide to be a boxer anyway? It doesn’t pay well, there’s corruption, a biased public, and you get beat up every day. What’s it all for?” Mac paused, looking away for a second pensively.

“I wanted to be a superhero when I was a kid. I always thought the fight scenes were cool, and, well, my uncle was a boxer. So he started to train me, one thing led to another, and I couldn’t really imagine doing anything else. How about you? What’s in the ring on your end?”

“Nothing,” she said without hesitation. “I wanted to be able to defend myself, and Doc taught me. I don’t want to be a boxer, but I’m good at it, and it’s fun. So I’m here.”

“What do you want to be then?” Mac asked before taking a bite of the cone.

“I... I don’t know, to be honest. I want to be happy, and I want to help people. Maybe an author or a journalist or something. But right now, if I can help you get that championship, then I’ll be in the ring as long as you need me,” she smiled at him. Mac smiled back, his shoulders relaxing a bit.

“Then you’ll probably be stuck with me for a while.”

“Can’t wait,” Ramona responded, finishing off her ice cream. She blinked a bit before looking up at the sky. “It’s raining,” she said matter of factly.

“Yeah, guess it is,” Mac said. “Do you want to go home?”

“Nah,” she said, stepping out into the sidewalk and looking up with closed eyes. “I like the rain.” Mac flipped his hood up and joined her, trying to find appeal in the cold drops. “If you want to leave though-“

“No, I’ll stay. If I can’t beat a little rain, then maybe Glass Joe might have a chance of hitting me.” Ramona laughed, looking over at him.

“He never could,” she said confidently, pushing a damp strand of hair out of her face. “You’re a real knockout, Mac.” She grinned, softness in her eyes as the rain reflected the warm light in them. It was a smile that made the rain feel like heaven and sent a shiver down his back. Her words played back in his mind, and with the shock of a K.O. punch, he realized:

He was in love with Ramona Pike.

“You’re so Golden”✨

Giyu x Male!reader

Ch. 4

~~~...Tanjiro Kamado...~~~

“And your about to be put on trial...Kamado Tanjiro“

~~~.............…………..~~~

”Before we start the trial, why don’t you explain the crime you’ve comm-“

”There’s no need for a trial! Protecting a demon is a clear violation of the code!”

“We’re within our rights to deal with him on our own we’re going to behead him along with the demon“

”In that case, I’ll be glad to decapitate him flamboyantly!”

“I’ll show you the most flamboyant blood spray you’ll ever see. I’m talking max flamboyance.”

”What? You’d kill such an adorable child? That pains my heart! it fills me with anguish!

“Ah, what a pitiful sight this boy is. The poor soul... I pity him for having been born at all.”

“Um, what was the shape of the cloud again? What was it called again?”

Where’s Nezuko? Nezuko! Tanjiro thought.

”The Hashiras are speaking. What are you you looking at?”

“These are the nine highest-ranking swordsmen in the Demon Slayer Corps.”

”Hashiras...“

“Let’s put him out of his misery.”

”Yeah! Let’s do it. Flamboyantly.”

”Hey!”

“Nezuko... Nezuko, where are you? Nezuko!”

“Zenitsu! Inosuke! Murata!”

”Forget that. What will we do with Tomioka?”

“Seeing him without any restraints is giving me a headache”

Tanjiro looks around trying to find out where that voice came from. Suddenly he notices a male wearing a black and white striped haori.

He notices the male has a white snake slithering around his neck.

”Based on what Kocho told us, Tomioka‘s just as guilty for breaking Corps rules.”

“How should we make him take responsibility? What kind of lesson should we teack him?...”

“Don’t you have something to say, Tomioka?...”

Y/N’s POV

I’ve been wandering the streets for a while I decided to stop at an udon stall. I suddenly thought of Giyu...

“When will he come back It‘s been a few days maybe he’s on a long trip somewhere?...”

”Hello what would you like?”

“Some Sanuki Udon please.”

“Coming right up!“

A few minutes later the male hands me a bowl of udon with chopsticks.

”Arigato!”

I sit on the wooden bench beside the stall and start eating.

Y/N’s thoughts

I wonder what Giyu’s doing right now...

I guess he’s a swordsman?

But what does he do though?...

To all my neurodivergent friends with "cringy" special interests--

I LOVE YOU ❤

You should not be judged for something harmless that gives you joy and comfort. You are so brave for sharing this with the world and you are so strong.

Hey! Here’s a guide to all my Onward s/is outfits in case you wanted to draw him or you’re just interested!

Picrew

Normal/Everyday

(Lol they’d usually be wearing a gray hoodie, blue was the closest I could get on the picrew)

Quests of Yore

He got the idea for his sona to be a knight when Ian called them his knight in shining armor for the first time :))

Future AU

This one should explain itself, but it’s basically an AU where Ian and I are adults, get married, move in together, and have a little family :)) this might also work for my Future Dragon Cafe AU, but with an apron instead (oh yeah I hc that dragon cafes are the equivalent of cat cafes in the onward universe so hopefully that clears some stuff up)

I also have another AU in the works, I’ll add to that AU when I have it fully fleshed out

Experimental work with Kino cause shes sexc

thanks for letting me know there’s another judgemental moralist (and probably reposter like most blogs) no one cares about that I can block!

(guys if you disagree with me and agree with this person pls block me or make yourself known so I can block you cause I don’t want you around!)

*but Hawk you are a bad person calling ppl out* lol my blog my rules, at least I don’t go in the sasuke tag writing this shit

I wake up this morning to bring you lovely followers this: the canon scream of my madcom self ins:

first scream is Dazz pre-grunt (maybe), but the second is a scream of anger and third is scream of pain both from Dazz herself

if I could figure out how the voice effects on blizzeta were done, this is how dazz's voice would sound in general- guttural, always talking through a fan JDAJJAJA

Hello hi I was a bit ticked and stressed for some reason so have despair disease makarel

(Shes hates being angry so she has the anger disease I think)

Imagine you and your f/o cuddling under nice, warm, blankets together, talking about happy memories you share.

those arent their chickens!!

they're just random ones at a farm they're visiting

minion frogeru returns😟

got the updated courier ref. if you wanna draw her feel free to just tag me

i used to carry around a massive biochemistry textbook everywhere in highschool from the 80s that i read for fun dont look at me

Foose: you know, I wish my fuse was about a mile longer so if it ever lights up, I'd have enough time to tell you how great of a big brother you are and-

Whitty: What do you want Foose?

Foose: GASP! I AM OFFENDED THAT YOU THINK I'D WANT SOMETHING FROM YOU!

Whitty: ...

Foose: ... Can I borrow 5 bucks?

Well well well. Who would've guessed the fuckin y/n replacer extension would be my new, best and absolutely priceless friend for reading c-drama fics.

Because. The 'WuXian' trend of spelling double character names actually hurts my dyslexic brain so much that no matter how I want to enjoy the story, I physically cannot process the text.

But with that thing that I previously laughed about, I can just steamroll over the problem like it was never even there?

My sincerest gratitude to the self insert community, I guess, and whoever made InteractiveFics for providing such a useful tool. You rule ❤️

Dynamics Between My F/Os Because I Feel Like It!

I feel Yagami and Raiden would become fast friends due to their age and shit life has put them through. Gladio despite being younger also joins in on this friendship but on a lighter note. He'd be willing to grab a drink and spar with either of them, though he tends to skip out on the late night talks the two of them have where they actually open up.

With that said, seeing the wayward delinquent nature of both Robby and Nero and learning of their different but fucked family lives and rather mean prior loves, Raiden kinda reaches out as like a mentor figure to both.

Robby is a bit skeptical but upon seeing how down to earth and good natured Raiden is, he comes to appreciate Raiden and even asks for some sparring tips all in 'defense' of course. It takes Robby a bit more time to open up to Yagami since the older age reminds him of the fucked up father-figures he had. But when he sees that Yagami isn't a washed up nobody like his father, or a friendly seeming sleeze like his other misguided father figure and even had some run ins with the law and gangs like himself, Robby opens up to him too. Yagami, despite being older than Raiden, takes an older brother role.

Gladio on the other hand is the irritating jock-type older brother to Robby, Gladdy does care for the younger man but sometimes doesn't give Robby any slack... This can lead to a lot of verbal fights between the two but there are times where the two do listen to each other.

Nero is almost the opposite! He and Gladio do not get along, kind of for the same reasons Robby and Gladdy don't get along, but throw in Nero's jealousy about me falling for Gladdy and thinking he's just a playboy brute and Gladio's hatred of demons and thinking anything to do with them is evil... it doesn't bode well!

Nero's also a bit suspicious of Raiden but again through Raiden trying to be there, he opens up a bit. Although when he lost his arm, Raiden and him began bonding over that loss and cybernetics. This bond only grows when Nero's friend (and my best friend/adopted older sister) Nico sees the cyborg man and begins gushing over him...

Nero doesn't really hang out with Yagami a lot but on occasion, he'll come asking for date advice or the two will go hit the arcades for a bit!

Robby and Nero both growing up as outcasts without parents and me as their best friend makes them the most like brothers. They bicker about the other's fuck ups (especially when it came to pining over me and my feelings) but they also bond over me, their fucked up dads, music, games, and slight criminal acts. Although when it does come to me there is a bit of jealousy since they're both very puppy-like and want my attention so they think they're better for me than the other